ೃ⁀➷ FAVORITES SPOTS TO MARK KISS YOU — zayne, xavier, rafayel x gn!reader
cw — slightly suggestive tehe
zayne is a classic lover. his kisses are secluded to your lips primarily. save for the occasional sweet kiss on the back of your hand. in public, only you'll dare to steal a secret kiss. despite the stoic expression on his face, his eyes dare you to try it again, in private, he's a mess. his lips are on yours the moment you unlock the front door of your apartment. it's horridly butterfly-inducing: the way he has you melting in the palm of his hand.
but alongside the usual kisses, he enjoys leaving the more subtle marks on your pretty neck. hidden on the back of your neck or littered just above your collarbone. he adds them like a final touch on your look before the two of you leave for a banquet.
"how do I look?" you say with a slight turn.
his eyes scan your appearance with a light smile before growing closer. he spins you back around before adjusting the necklace clasp around your neck. "one moment."
his fingers graze the back of your neck before he leans closer. his lips close around your soft skin and he holds you tightly, not letting you squirm in his grasp. his hands envelops around your waist and wrist, keeping you flushed against him.
you stutter out his name but he's still silent finishing his growing mark with a chaste kiss.
"shall we go now?"
xavier enjoys a handful of sweet kisses sprinkled in throughout the day. he's the type to kiss away the frosting from your lips after you finish a cupcake or kiss the tips of your fingers after an injury. but despite the docility of it all, his eyes hungrily watch you with sharpened senses. the suppression grows difficult towards the evening when he keeps eyeing the spot just below your collarbone.
the longing to mark you and ensure you never leave his side grows the longer you rest beside him. wrapped up in blankets, you're settled nicely in his lap, showing him silly videos of sleepy cats.
"are you getting sleepy?" you ask, turning around in his lap.
his hold around your waist tightens slightly as he looks down at you. "not really," he mumbles into your hair. you shift once more, straddling him as you double check that this is certainly the same man that falls asleep standing.
"really? not at all?" he shrugs, wrapping his arms around your waist once more. "c'mere" he whispers as he drags you a little closer, eyes darkening as they settle back on your shirt collar. his chin rests just atop your chest.
his fingers trail to the edge of your collar, dragging the fabric down so he can suck a pretty mark to your skin just how he's been thinking of all day.
rafayel is annoyingly frivolous with his kisses. he nips kisses into the palm of your hand when he needs your attention. his lips are against yours at the smallest instance. he'd ensure all of his marks are anything but well-hidden. there isn't a part of your body he hasn't kissed at this point. if you asked, his favorite would probably have to be your wrist where your scent is the strongest. but when it comes to marks: right on your shoulder is perfect.
his clinginess can get the two of you in trouble. especially when he's been snatching kisses from you on a rather busy day. you sigh for what seems to be the nth time today as he refuses to leave for an important meeting in town.
"how can i get you to leave the house?" you mutter, hand wrapped around the front door handle.
your stubborn lemurian crosses his arms above his chest, refusing to step closer to the door. "i'm not going."
"then i'm going without you," you say, opening the door with a jerk.
"no!" he pouts, darting over to you. his arm reaches over to shut it successfully while in the same motion, pinning you to the doorframe. "can't we both stay in instead?"
you shake your head but offer another option. "one last kiss and you come with me." rafayel's eyebrows crease but then a different spark ignites in his gaze.
"alright," he whispers. his free hand reaches up to cup your cheek, tilting your head slightly to give him space to press kisses against the column of your neck.
"that's more than one," you mutter. he ignores you, sucking a kiss onto your shoulder. he inhales your intoxicating scent before licking over the shades of purple blooming on your skin.
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✮⋆˙ 𝐀𝐅𝐅𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐀𝐓𝐄 𝐇𝐀𝐁𝐈𝐓𝐒 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐃𝐄𝐄𝐏𝐒𝐏𝐀𝐂𝐄 𝐁𝐎𝐘𝐒
𝐙𝐀𝐘𝐍𝐄 . . . often covers the corners of sharp countertops or open drawers with the palm of his hand whenever you're bending down to retrieve something, ensuring you won't bump your head on your way up. this small gesture often goes unnoticed by you, but his care for you never wavers. as someone who sees many injuries in their day to day lives the last thing he wants is for you to be in pain.
𝐑𝐀𝐅𝐀𝐘𝐄𝐋 . . . likes to keep polaroids of you. while his art is often displayed for everyone to see there are pieces of his life he wishes to cherish for himself. he's got a box of polaroid pictures in his studio, some solo shots of you while others picture the two of you on your endeavors. when he feels low on inspiration he likes to look back at these fond memories for inspiration.
𝐗𝐀𝐕𝐈𝐄𝐑 . . . always links your pinkies together when you're walking. doesn't matter if the trip is long or short, doesn't latter if the streets are quiet or busy — he'll keep you tucked close with a small act of intimacy. and rest assured that he will shoulder anyone out the way who dares to try and break this contact, a glare usually does the trick though.
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xavier falls asleep easily enough as he is, but whenever he has his head on your lap, your fingers combing through his hair—all he can do is just sigh and give in. closing his eyes, he knows better than to fight the temptation, especially within the comfort of your touch and pleasant weather. though admittedly, he will find any weather pleasant as long there is you, safe and close to his side. as he slowly drifts to sleep, he dully notes with a hum when you praise his hair. he will do his best to make sure he will also praise your features after he is awake. he could think of so many to say—your smile, your voice, your whole being. and maybe, he will also give a kiss on your forehead and lips too—he thinks before finally falling asleep.
zayne loves many parts of you, from the one that often surprises him most to the one that offers him a comforting mundanity. so, when you press your forehead to his and call his eyes beautiful, he knows himself enough to just accept your words in silence with a smile. a burst of adoration and more blossomed warmly, weighing his chest and dizzying his head instantly. he is tongue-tied, certainly, however, he too can't exactly find the words to tell you how much more beautiful yours are to him. or perhaps, he doubts there are any words to describe what he truly feels. though, for now, he will settle with a gentle squeeze from his hands to tell you as he presses back his forehead gently against yours.
rafayel gets flustered pretty easily sometimes. it is both adorable and funny, seeing the way his ears turn red as his usually chatty mouth closes with a pout-like expression. but, even this state he could never take his hands off you. you could keep kissing his face, neck, and chest—right over his beauty mark—while hugging him without a clear rhyme and reason, and like a true lovesick man he will let you. hands resting on your arm, stilled in his brand of rare shyness all while still clinging unto you out of his obvious fondness. of course, even if he does enjoy this, he will come back with a vengeance the moment he gathers himself.
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WHAT THE FUCK WAS THAT ENDING WHY WOULD THEY DO THIS TO MEEEEEEE
ALSO YOUNG APOCALYPSE???
THE QUEER UNDERTONES BETWEEN CHARLES AND ERIK IN THE BAR????
SCOTT'S WORDS FOR NATHAN??????? LITERALLY TEARED UP
THE QUEER SUBTEXT WITH BASTIONS SELF HATRED????? INTERNALIZED HOMOPHOBIA TRIGGERED BY HIS MOTHER'S HATRED???
THE PHOENIX?!??!?!? LOOKED FUCKING AMAZING??!???! AFTER NATHAN FINALLY CALLED JEAN HIS MOM?!?!?
ALL THE CAMEOS?!?!?!?
SINISTER GETTING OWNED?!?!?
BASTION BEATING NATHAN WITH HIS OWN ARM!?!?! WTF
ERIK PROCESSING HIS TRAUMA?!?!?!??
ROGUE GOING FUCKING NUTS?!?!? SAYING TO REMEMBER GAMBITS NAME????
THE MAGNETO PROTOCOL????
THE FOUND FAMILY THEME THROUGHOUT THE WHOLE EPISODE???
PETER PARKER AND MARY JANE CAMEO THAT U COULDNT EVEN TELL?!??!?!
MORPH BEING IN LOVE WITH LOGAN?!?!?
FORGE GETTING A NEW TEAM TOGETHER?????
ALSO BISHOOOOOOOPPPPPPPP
THE X MEN SCATTERED AROUND DIFFERENT TIMES?!?!?!?
where the fuck are Logan, Morph, and Storm
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