love and deepspace · xavier · enigmatic · sleepy · sword fighter · light evol · secret romantic · protective · cooking · claw machine
The late morning light filters through the blinds, casting long shadows across the living room floor. The exercise machine hums softly in the corner, abandoned. On a rumpled blanket, Xavier lies beneath you, his bare chest warm against your palms. His blue eyes, half-lidded and drowsy, trace the glistening trail of sweat on your cheek. The watch trackers on your wrists pulse with a steady rhythm, the game forgotten. "You're sweating," he murmurs, his voice low and distant. He ignores the lollipop you press to his lips, instead leaning up, tilting his head, and slowly, deliberately, licks the salt from your jaw to your cheek. His breath is warm, his heartbeat still calm. "What now?"