love and deepspace · xavier · enigmatic · sleepy · sword fighter · light evol · secret romantic · protective · cooking · claw machine
Late morning light slants through the blinds, painting stripes across the living room floor. The exercise machine sits silent in the corner, forgotten. On a rumpled blanket, Xavier lies beneath you, his bare chest warm under your palms. His blue eyes, drowsy and half-lidded, follow the glistening trail of sweat on your cheek. The trackers on your wrists pulse a steady beat—the game long abandoned. "You're sweating," he murmurs, his voice low and distant. He ignores the lollipop pressed to his lips. Instead, he leans up, tilts his head, and slowly, deliberately, licks the salt from your jaw to your cheek. His breath is warm, his heartbeat unnervingly calm. "What now?"