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thecoolestastrophile · 1 month ago

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LADS Xavier: The Experiment | NSFW

I'd like to start this by saying...this fic ain't for everyone. It has pussy Xavier in it, something I adore because he'd be so cute with one. If you don't like that concept, don't read this. Never forget: If something doesn't appeal to you, then it wasn't made with you in mind. This is for all the homies that want to eat out their boyfriend Xavier.

❧ Pairings Xavier x Reader ❧ Warnings: Trans Xavier, Bottom Xavier, Top Reader, Cunnilingus, Face Sitting, Vaginal Fingering, Squirting ❧ Synopsis: It started with an article you had found online about how to make your partner...well squirt. Of course you had to try it out on your boyfriend...but first you needed to wait for him to wake up. ❧ Word Count: 7.2k

Disclaimer: This is an original fan work for “Love and Deepspace”. Do not repost on other platforms or plagiarize. All characters shown in this fic is 18+.

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Xavier

The Experiment

You had been waiting all night for the perfect opportunity to annoy your beloved boyfriend. He had gotten home late from a mission and practically stumbled into bed. It took all you could to coax him to at least shower and clean up before he went to bed, but you had managed. Curled up all night beside him was always nice, but you just couldn't find it in you to fall asleep just yet..

He had practically wrapped his entire body around you all night, his head placed in the back of your neck as he let out gentle snores. It had been sweet for the most part, but the position allowed you to still play on your phone as his arms wrapped around your midsection. You had been doom scrolling the entire time and eventually went back to an article you had seen previously in the day.

You had to literally stop yourself from reading it over and over again, knowing that until Xavier woke up you wouldn’t be able to do anything about it. All you had managed to do was make yourself more and more restless. You think you had fallen asleep at around two in the morning, and by the time you woke up you were still being held by Xavier, his grip so tight around you that it would be impossible to go anywhere without prying yourself off of him.

Waiting for him to wake up was always a pain. The man could sleep for days if you let him, and normally you’d be happy to just leave him to his own devices after a long mission, but you were damn impatient. You literally had to work your way out of his arms and it took a solid ten minutes to adjust yourself to get away and crawl out from his grasp. You managed to replace your body with a pillow for him to hug onto, causing you to hold back noises from the adorable nature that was your boyfriend. You did make sure to snap a quick photo though and set it as your new lockscreen wallpaper. You left the room, intent on getting your morning started.

You had been in the kitchen making yourself some coffee when Xavier finally did manage to wake up. The smell of coffee was a gentle wake up call to him as he stumbled out of the room. He rubbed his eyes and let out a yawn as he looked at you with a sleepy smile.

“Good morning…” he murmured out as he settled right next to you.

“And a good morning to you,” you were already pouring him a cup of his favorite brew, “Sleep well?” you managed to ask, smiling as he let out yet another lazy yawn. His voice and eyes were still clouded in sleep as he took the drink from you, sipping on it as he stood in the kitchen.

“I need more…” he finally got out. Sometimes the coffee managed to do the trick in waking him up instantly, but other times it had the opposite effect. The two of you just relaxed in a comfortable silence as the morning rays of sunshine filtered into the kitchen, casting you both in the warm glow. Xavier was the first to finish his drink, sliding his cup into the sink and not bothering to rinse it out, probably deciding it was a problem for Xavier of the future.

You were about to ask him where he was going when he began stumbling out of the kitchen. You had full plans on making some breakfast after the coffee woke you up, but the gentle steps that Xavier took had left you in confusion. It wasn’t often he wouldn’t ask if you were planning on doing something for breakfast. He had barely spoken a handful of words before he left you alone.

Curiously you followed him and, in horror, watched as he crawled right back into bed. You knew that the mission he was on had been tiring, but to just go right back to bed after being awake for ten minutes to drink coffee was a new one even for him.

Still, you had no intention of just letting him fall back asleep. Breakfast could wait until later it seemed as you crawled onto the bed and hovered near him. Your mind went back to what you read and damn you needed to try it out before you lost steam. The image of it was plaguing both your dreams and waking hours and you didn’t want to wait a second more.

You crept closer to him and laid on your stomach until you were facing him. Xavier noticed immediately and slowly opened his eyes as he hadn’t managed to fall asleep just yet. Even in his tired daze he could tell something was on your mind and he was always a good and thoughtful boyfriend who would stay awake reluctantly if you asked him.

He still looked tired as he smiled at you, “Hey, what did you need?” it came out so soft that you almost wanted to cry. He was so adorable, so perfect, so sweet, so gentle…so everything. Xavier could see how you practically melted onto the mattress at just hearing his voice, giggling softly at your demeanor. He knew the effect he had on you, and he would probably never get enough.

Instead of giving him a proper reply you had found yourself leaning over to him, pressing gentle kisses along his cheeks, then trailing down to his jawline and what you could reach on his neck. Your arms were caging him onto the mattress as your lips left featherlike kisses all over his neck. It was nothing salacious, just a gentle moment. Xavier began carding his hands through your hair and humming while appreciating the feeling of you all over him. A small gasp left him as you pulled the top of his shirt to the side so you could nip at his neck, which was arguably one of the most sensitive areas on his body.

As you came back up you pressed a quick kiss to his lips and looked down at him with a smile, “Can I ask you a favor if you’re not too tired?” you said; you hadn’t realized it but you found yourself changing your tone to match his quiet one. He closed his eyes, and for a moment you feared he would just pass out right then and there.

“Anything you need,” he said, eyes still closed as you kissed him again. He smiled against you as he took the hand he originally had in your hair and moved it so he could cup your cheek gently. He ran his tongue along your lower lip, a silent request for more. You easily went with it as you kissed him properly, your lips meeting him in a lazy kiss which was more tongue than anything. He gently prodded his tongue into your mouth causing you to let you a small moan. He was always so good at this and for a moment you almost forgot what you needed from him.

You stayed like that for a while, kissing your boyfriend and listening to gentle noises that escaped the two of you. The wet smacking of your lips seemed to go well with the sounds of birds chirping out on the balcony of the apartment. You could feel his grin against you as you gently bit down on his lip, a small teasing gesture that he seemed to like as he shifted under you on the bed.

When he broke the kiss he looked up at you with those perfect doe eyes that seemed to shine anytime he looked at you. His cheeks were flushed a baby pink and his lips were now wet and kiss swollen. He looked as perfect as ever and you leaned into his touch when his hand caressed your cheek, “Is it one of those kinds of favors?” his voice took on a teasing lithe despite how drowsy he appeared to be.

“You could tell?” you hummed, closing your eyes and basking in the moment.

Xavier’s soft laugh filled your ears as he spoke up, “It’s not hard, all I have to do is look in your eyes and I can tell when you want something more,” it was a fact that he often used to his advantage, even in public situations. You couldn’t count the amount of times you had been at a work function and he took your hand and led you away from the others just to indulge in said look.

“I was wondering,” you went to cup the hand on your cheek and looked at him, “Would it be alright if I tried to make you squirt today?”

The way Xavier’s eyes seemed to widen made you chuckle. He swallowed a lump in his throat as he seemed to process your words, “You want me to…what?” He finally got out, his voice a little hoarser already at just the thought of what you wanted to do to him. He sounded so confused, but in the back of his mind he was thinking of all the things that might have caused you to ask this.

“I want to make you squirt,” you stated, “Want to see if I can do it. I read some articles online and saw a few videos…I think I can do it,” you knew he would give into your whims without much fighting, in the end this arrangement would technically be working more in his favor. He just had to lay there and let you play with him for a bit, and if he managed to squirt then that was awesome, if not at least he would get to cum a few times before going back to sleep.

It was easy to see the cogs in Xavier’s head turning as he thought over the proposal. It wasn’t uncommon for you to switch up who was on top and who bottomed. It was almost like a game at times, and sometimes you both would get to play each role in a single night. This experiment meant he would be bottoming, and at the moment it didn’t seem bad. He was still tired and a bit sore from his mission, so letting you do all the work seemed just fine in his eyes.

“How do you plan to do it?” was the only thing he could say in response. You seemed to light up then went to sit straighter on the bed. Xavier propped himself up on his forearms as he looked at you curiously, almost intrigued by how your entire demeanor shifted at him asking for the game plan. You seemed like a kid who just for a present they had been begging for with how you shuffled excitedly on the mattress, allowing it to dip under the new pressure.

“All my research says multiple orgasms in a short time frame. A few talk about g-spot stimulation as well so we’re gonna play around with it a bit,” you began and Xavier was already feeling himself getting wet at just you saying this. It was normal for you two to make one another cum several times in a single session, but the ‘short timeframe’ wasn’t something you two explored in your relationship just yet.

“Alright, and?” He coaxed and it was clear as day he wanted you to give him every explicit detail. You swore after getting him more into erotic literature he couldn’t stop himself from wanting to hear everything you planned on doing to him. You could turn him on instantly just by whispering in his ear about how you were going to bend him over the couch and fuck him brainless.

You leaned over and licked your lips, “Well first off I want you to sit on my face,” you said, watching as his breath caught in his throat, “I think I can get you to cum at least twice just from that. Then I want you to lay back and let me play with that pretty pussy of yours, maybe get out a toy, or I can just fuck you on my fingers,” your eyes trailed down and you could see how he was squeezing his thighs together now. You had to stop yourself from reaching in your pocket to feel the bullet vibe you had put in the hoodie you had stolen from his wardrobe. You’d be using every device you had to see this man squirting all over the bed.

“If that’s what you want, I won’t say no…” he went to cover his mouth and look away, but your quick hand managed to grab his wrist. He let out a quick gasp as it was pinned next to his head, watching as you hovered over him with a semi-serious expression.

“I do have one condition though,” you said and he looked at you, his lip almost pouting. If he thought he could get away with just giving you a pleading look…well normally he was right. In this situation though, you weren’t about to let him use that cute begging voice of his so he could get out of any ‘condition’ that didn’t seem favorable for him.

“What is it…?” his voice was a breathy whisper as he looked at you with big blue eyes, clearly wanting you to start whatever it is you planned for him. He was already squirming underneath you, and if you didn’t start touching him soon he would probably lose it.

“I don’t want you to hide those pretty noises of yours,” you said, your voice dropping a little bit into a seductive timber, “I want you to be loud enough that we’re getting noise complaints later on, okay?”

His entire face was flushed, but he did manage to nod. You smirked at him and decided that would be enough. There would be plenty of time to have him crying out your name, for now you needed to work on getting him undressed. He had far too many clothes on for your liking and you wanted to press your hands against that smooth skin of his, and feel every muscle tense under your careful touch.

You got up on the bed and wrestled around in your nightstand. You grabbed one of the many towels you kept on hand and unrolled it. Without needing to say anything Xavier adjusted himself to let you lay it down underneath him. While he was going to be sitting on your face for the first half, you’d no doubt be laying him down later. With how wet he got you knew if you didn’t do this then there would be a lot of clean up to do later. As soon as that was all settled you got into a new position so you were hovering over him.

Your hands went to the hem of his briefs, slowly pulling them down and a groan escaped you as you saw the small string of slick that snapped as you pulled them off. He was always so easy to get wet especially when you were taking charge. He was nice and slick for you, and all you had done was kiss him and tell him how you wanted to fuck him.

“So fucking wet already, huh baby boy?” you asked as you tapped his hips so he’d lift them enough and let you glide the offending article of clothing elsewhere. Your hands trailed up to the shirt he had put on before bed. It was a white turtleneck with sleeves going halfway to his palms. It was a gift you had gotten him a few weeks back since it had a little star design on the front of it. It was a little baggy like most of his clothing, and he more often than not opted to wear it to bed instead of outside.

Instead of taking it off you just hiked it up to expose his chest. You couldn’t help yourself as you leaned in, pressing gentle kisses on his chest and blowing cool air onto one of his nipples. You chuckled at hearing the gasp that left him as you pressed a kiss to it before taking it into your mouth. Xavier’s chest was always so damn sensitive it had him moaning in a matter of minutes.

Your hand came up to pinch his other nipple, and he was already trying to grind his hips up into you. You chuckled as you swirl your tongue around him, listening to his cute whimpers as his hand went into your hair, giving it a gentle tug. You let out a groan from the pressure of his hand and he tugged again just to hear more from you.

You popped off of it and ran a finger over the pretty light brown nipple, your thumb pressing down on the now hardened bud. For a brief moment you remembered a trend of people getting their partner’s tip color painted on their nails and you wondered if he’d notice if you got your colored the same tone as his nipples…a thought for another time.

Xavier tried using the grip on your hair to pull back against this chest, but you forced yourself to stay in place, “Xay Xay, I need you to behave,” he let out a whine as he released his grasp of your hair and allowed you to go back to work, doing whatever you wanted to him.

Xavier let out a shuddering moan as he watched you give his other nipple the same treatment, working it until it was a nice, hardened bud under the tip of your tongue. Once you let off you looked at his now glistening chest with a satisfied smirk. His chest heaved with labored breaths as he shuffled under your intense gaze, not knowing where to go or look in the moment.

Your hands were now free to trail over his legs and you looked down at the soft thigh highs he had put on, “By the way, I absolutely adore these,” you said while grabbing the material and pulling on it so you could watch it snap back onto him. The white socks were soft and fuzzy and you knew for a fact the bottoms had little paw prints on them. It had been another gift for your precious boy, anytime you went out and saw something that reminded you of him you had to snag it and see him wearing it.

“You were the one who insisted I wore them last night for bed,” his voice already sounded wrecked and you hadn’t even properly gotten started. His legs shifted as he tried getting them away from your grasp, but your hands were quicker as you held onto his soft, sock clag thighs.

You then opted to lay your head on the soft thigh highs and smiled up at him, “Well ya, I had this planned since yesterday afternoon. I wanted to make sure my ear muffs would be nice and warm…plus I heard wearing socks can make orgasms more intense,”

He bit his lip at the statement, adjusting his legs once more as he tried to get more comfortable on the bed. You leaned into his upper thigh that wasn’t covered by the sock and pressed a kiss on it, and then in a brief moment of need you sucked a harsh mark right onto his thigh. It had him moaning, his thighs trying to close at the sensation, but your hand kept them in place.

You trailed your hand between his legs, feeling his slick pussy on your finger tips. It glided along the lips of it until you found his clit and applied enough pressure that it had him rolling his hips into your touch with a little whine. The small keen he let out along with his attempt at pushing himself closer only solidified how adorable and needy he could be in moments like these. He became so submissive the moment you took on an authoritative tone with him.

“Awe, did you want more?” you asked as you pressed a kiss over the mark you had left on his thigh. He let out another whimper at your comment and you chuckled, “Words, sweetheart, gotta use your words,” the gentle reminder would probably be lost later on. He always stopped talking the moment things started to feel good, so you were used to coaxing him into speaking now. The few times you had placed a gag over his mouth were his saving graces from having to speak.

“Yes, please, more,” he managed to get out, but the way your finger was making lazy circles on his clit wasn’t helping his train of thought. He was always hyper sensitive whenever you touched him, and today was no different with how his eyes were already rolling back from your miniscule touches.

“Well I can’t say no to that,” you said as you took your hand away. You licked at the slick coating your finger and groaned at the flavor. How the man always managed to taste so sweet was beyond you. If there was one thing you would never get tired of, it was the taste of his cunt. There was always something just so unique about it, almost like it was out of this world. You could remain buried between his thighs forever if he let you just so you could enjoy the sweet ambrosia that was him.

Xavier looked almost offended when you had taken your hand away, but the look soon changed as he watched you gather up some pillows for neck support then laid down on your back. You motioned for him with grabby hands which caused him to let out a chuckle. “Come on, hurry up, I want you in my mouth like right now,” you whined. The switch in your demeanor was amusing as he looked at you waiting patiently for him to sit himself over your face.

Xavier got up onto his knees and adjusted himself until he was hovering over your head. You were already grabbing his thighs and playing with the taut flesh, giving him a playful squeeze in the process. “Is this alright?” he said as he slowly lowered himself.

His cunt was right in your face, but wasn’t making contact just yet as he hovered above you. You looked up at him expectantly and realized he was waiting for a response, “This is more than okay. Now drop down, and if you need to hold onto something I got us a nice headboard for a reason,” you gave his thighs a playful pinch which had him gasping.

He slowly lowered himself onto you and finally you could taste him. There was only one problem, “Xavier,” the fact that you could speak should’ve been his warning. He let out a hum and looked down at you, holding up the shirt that was threatening to slide down his body, “I said,” you grabbed his thighs tighter, “to sit,” you had dragged him down until his entire body weight was resting on you.

The moment he was finally on you, your mouth had gone to work. You didn’t waste any time as your tongue began laving at his sopping cunt, slurping up the juices that were all but dripping down your chin already. Your hands now grabbing his ass in a bruising grip as you forced him to grind on you, your tongue hitting his clit as your tongue went into his hole. You let out a satisfied groan as his weight rested over you just right, the softness of his socks encompassing your ears.

Xavier’s head was already spinning at this, feeling your wet tongue pressing against his insides. At times you wished it was longer so you could hit his g-spot, but even without it you could feel how much he was enjoying himself. His hips were already moving to grind on your face and you let out another groan of your own at how easy the glide was. His cunt felt velvety soft as your tongue continued working, teasing the outer areas until you positioned yourself at his clit.

The whimpers and moans leaving him seemed to almost bounce off the walls of the room, along with the sloppy noises as you lapped at his pussy. Your mouth formed a sucking around his clit and you could hear the rustling of the headboard as he gripped tightly onto it. You had to stop yourself from chuckling at his response as he whimpered as your mouth worked on his clit just the way he liked it.

You looked up and saw he had his eyes closed, mouth opened as he panted. A slight sheen of sweat was already forming on his forehead as he continued trying to grind himself onto your face. Your tongue lazily played with his clit and you watched the scrunch of his eyebrows as he concentrated on the sensations. His face was scarlet at this point and you could almost see the hot puffs of air escaping his lips while he panted. He bit down on his lower lip in an attempt to stay quiet, something you had explicitly told him not to do.

In response you slapped his ass harshly, making his eyes open in surprise while he got locked into eye contact with your own. Without even saying anything he knew what you wanted as he let out another pretty, breathy moan. The sounds he made gradually increased in pitch after that as he stopped holding them back.

You went back to pressing your tongue inside of him, allowing his hips to just grind and use your face for his own pleasure. His thighs were already shaking around your head as he brought him closer and closer to the edge with every stroke of your wet muscle inside of him. He was so pretty like this, becoming an absolute wreck in a matter of minutes all because of your mouth. You hadn’t even began finger fucking him yet and he was close to the edge.

Seeing Xavier cum was always the prettiest thing, how his eyelashes fluttered and his mouth opened to let out a loud, needy whine. His thighs clenched down on your head like a vice and you could feel his pussy throbbed against your tongue. You shook your head, letting your tongue brush against his clit to help him ride out his high. His juices flowed freely out of him and into your mouth as you drank him in, enjoying everything he could give you.

His head dropped back down to look at you as he felt his high starting to ebb away. Your mouth didn’t let up in the slightest, still pressing into his pussy and using your nose to rub against him. It had him gasping and you could see how his knuckles turned white from the grip he currently had on the bed post above your head. His breathy moans started turning into almost pained whimpers as he realized he was being overstimulated, and he looked back down at you while trying to form a coherent sentence through it all.

“W-wait,” he managed to grit out, “I-I need hah-a mo-moment, mhm,” he tried begging, but you were currently too pussy drunk to care. The heady taste of him on your tongue was too much as you switched up to sucking on his clit again. You took one of your hands off his perfectly round ass and worked on a good angle to press into his tight cunt. The glide was all too easy with how soaked he was, your finger easily slipping between his folds and into the warmth of his cunt.

Another gasp escaped him as you began fingering his oversensitive pussy, and he realized exactly how you planned on making him squirt. You’d normally let him have a moment of respite after he came, but at the moment it appeared you wanted to make an absolute wreck out of him. You were able to slip a second finger inside of him and with practiced ease crooked them until you felt the different texture inside of him. His whining only spurred you on in your movements as you made sure to thrust your fingers and crook them right up into that delicate patch inside of him.

His hips jolted and he was back to riding you, albeit this time far more sloppily. Your good boy was always so quick to cum for you, and it seemed this time was no different. After having a first orgasm it was clear his second was creeping up fast on him. The way he was shaking, and how his thighs kept clenching around your head felt euphoric to even yourself. You swore you could cum untouched just by unraveling the man above you. His noises were so loud as he panted your name, trying to get your attention. Your eyes snapped up into his own to look at his perfectly flushed face. His eyes were barely able to hold your gaze as they threatened to close on their own.

“Please, please, hng p-please,” he cried out above you like a chant, taking one hand off the headboard and threading it into your hair. He was trying to tug you impossibly closer to him, your mouth alternating between sucking harshly on his clit and pressing your tongue in circles around the pert bud. All you could do was hum, sending vibrations straight to his clit as you continued abusing his g-spot with your fingers. His voice cracked as he tried speaking, but instead all that came out was a whine and something akin to babbling that you couldn’t make out the meaning for.

He let out a cry as he came a second time, entire body shuddering at the intensity. His hips riding your face to perfectly as you continued your ministrations, not deviating from what was clearly working on him. The feeling of his cunt tightening and pulsating around your fingers had you groaning into him as you lapped up his release. He was still reduced to just speaking in small babbles, words forming but not being able to finish as they were stopped by his moaning.

Your chin was absolutely covered in his slick at this moment, and it only had you licking your lips as his orgasm started to end, those pretty moans turning into whimpers from how your tongue lazily licked his release. You pressed a quick kiss to his clit before you started working him up and off your face. As much as you wanted him to keep grinding on you, you had other agendas to fulfill right now. You wanted to watch in 4k how his pussy squirted everywhere, and from this angle it just wouldn’t be the view you were hoping for.

Xavier got the memo despite how clouded his thoughts were at the moment, and began sitting up on his knees again. Before he could get comfortable you were grabbing him by the waist and flipping him onto his back, right over the towel you placed earlier. The bed creaked under the sudden shift and you watched as he bounced from the force of the maneuver as his eyes widened to look at you. It was often you manhandled him, but he always seemed to like it if the way his ears turned bright red was anything to go by.

He let out a gasp at the sudden shift which was followed by a needy moan as you began peppering his thighs with more sloppy kisses. You used your leverage to push his legs up and hooked them over your shoulders. You sat up looking at him as you took in the current position. He looked so enticing, the flush he had went down to his chest and he was panting as he looked down at you. He already was looking wrecked and you were curious how far you could push it. After you made him squirt, what was stopping you from grabbing the strap on and just drilling him into the mattress?

He was so cute you couldn’t help yourself as you turned to his unmarked thigh and bit down on it. He let out a squeal from the sudden pain, almost whining as you licked at the now clear bite mark on his thigh. You chuckled and smirked up at him, “You’re so damn cute like this, I had to leave a new mark on you babes,” you cooed, kissing the bite. Sometimes you hated how fast he could heal in just his sleep, the marks you lovingly put on him always going away within a day or two. On the other hand, it gave you excuses to have him like this so you could refresh all your love bites.

“You always say that…” he panted out, wanting to close his thighs, but with their current position he knew he wasn’t going to be going anytime soon. You still felt the muscles tensing up and you ran your hand over the sock he wore, tempted to rip it off so you could feel his skin around your shoulders.

“That’s because,” you said as your hand trailed over his wet pussy, “It’s always true,” he rolled his hips into your hand at the sensation. Despite his sensitivity, it was clear he was wanting more with how he looked at you hungrily.

With that statement you were diving back between his legs, lapping up his juices as your fingers played with his clit this time. Your tongue pressing into his heat as you let out a mewl of satisfaction. He was responsive to your touch, his legs locking behind you and you felt every twitch he made as he focused on not crushing your head between them.

You glanced up to see his hands thrown behind him, grasping the sheets underneath him as he closed his eyes again. He allowed himself to get lost in the feeling of your mouth pressing against him, playing with every bit you could touch. His back was arching off the bed at this point as he let out cries, his head moving to the side as he tried to look at you through hazy eyes. His mouth opened wide so he wouldn’t try to hide those noises again, his bruised lips glistening and you think you could see a little bit of drool.

You groaned against him, shaking your head to throw him off. It seemed to work as he let out a gasp and you chuckled against his cunt. You moved back to sucking on his clit after then while, working on pushing three fingers and pumping them into his heat. He was squirming underneath you, not knowing if he wanted to get away, or let you continue whatever the hell it was you were doing. All he knew was it was working as he felt a strange sensation in the pit of his stomach that was different from his normal orgasms.

“W-wait,” Xavier tried warning you, squirming and throwing one leg up as he twitched from the stimulation, looking at you with panicked eyes, “F-feels different, please,” he groaned out, rolling his hips into you despite his protests. There was a small panic in his voice as he almost squealed at realizing you weren’t about to stop now that you had gotten this far. Instead of letting it out he bit his lip again to suppress it, which ended up in a whine coming from the back of his throat that you had never heard before.

That was a good sign for you as you groaned into him. You wanted to keep your mouth on him, keep pressing your tongue against his cute clit to see how far you could take this, but you also wanted to see. Have a front row seat when he squirts for the first time. You were certain he never had judging by how surprised he had been, and you were going to see it first hand. You wanted him to be a shaking, whimpering mess by the end of all of this, not knowing up from down with how fucked out he was.

You quickly replaced your mouth with your other hand and began working him perfectly, rubbing his clit in circular motions like you knew he liked. Your fingers began brushing against his g-spot again and he was shaking as his legs fell off your shoulders. They were crooked at the knees, his feet planted on the mattress as he tried grounding himself. His knuckles had long turned white again from his grip on the sheets above his head. He was trying to squirm away from the feeling, and you began making soothing noises and talking to him.

“Come on Xavie, just go with it, bunny,” you said gently, trying to get him to just let go with the feeling. From your research you knew it felt different from another orgasm, maybe more intense, and if he didn’t relax he might ruin his own orgasm by being stubborn.

He whimpered out your name as he stared up at the ceiling. It was clear he was attempting to relax and let go, but it wasn’t happening easily. He tried taking deep breaths, but they kept getting interrupted with small whimpers from the back of his throat. Then it seemed it was finally happening as he let out a wail, his ass lifting up a little off the bed. A string of little curses flowed out of his mouth, something he seldom ever did around you. Your eyes widened the moment you realized he was finally coming, the first sign was how he once again clenched on your fingers as you tried crooking them into his g-spot.

You watched as liquid literally burst from him, coating your wrist and arm in the fluid, as well as the towel that was below him. You even felt a little hitting your face from how close you were as you watched in fascination. You had never seen someone squirt in real life, and the moment was almost magical. It was only heightened by the noises Xavier was letting out as he rolled his hips, making a mess out of you and the towel.

Your eyes were wide like saucers as you watched the entrance to his pretty pussy as it glowed. You don’t recall a time where he ever came and it glowed like this. It was a bright yellow tone, painting him gold as he came, his hips rutting into the hand as you pressed down on his clit. It wasn’t hard to work him through his orgasm as he was crying out your name like it was the last thing he’d ever get to say in his life.

Watching him paint the towel and your face in his own release was probably going to be the highlight of your entire life. Not to mention how his evol literally illuminated the entire scene for you. It felt like it was out of some wacky ass fantasy book and you wouldn’t have it any other way. You took your fingers out of his cunt at the last minute just to admire what was essentially a pornographic light show. It was only when Xavier was flinching away from your touch did you finally stop your ministrations.

You watched as Xavier's body seemed to go slack, falling onto the bed as his legs weakly slid down to your sides. You popped your head up and gave him probably the dopiest grin you could muster. You could feel your chin dripping and you grabbed the clean corner of the towel to quickly wipe away the mess on it.. Even then your face still glistened a bit, but you didn’t care. It was the face of a winner, you had succeeded in your little experiment and made your adorable boyfriend squirt. Nothing in life could top this moment.

You adjusted yourself until both of your hands were at his side and you were leaning over his face, “Xavie…your pussy just glowed,” you were certain he had been too fucked out to even notice it, but like hell you weren’t going to tell him about the miracle he just produced between his slick folds. You had been absolutely mesmerized by it. Hell just about everything this man did seemed to captivate your attention, and this moment was no different. He was just too damn perfect for words to even begin describing it.

Xavier took a moment as he looked at you with a dazed expression. For the second time that morning you could see the cogs trying to turn in his head as he processed your words, “I’m sorry…what?” his voice came out as a croak from all the moaning he had been doing. His lip justed out in a small pout that caused you to laugh at the sight of him and placed a hand over his hip, just stroking the skin there lovingly.

“When you squirted all over my face, sweetheart, your cunt literally lit up from your evol,” you pointed out and now he was finally understanding your words. His eyes widening a fraction as he tried to look away from you. That wouldn’t do as you clicked your tongue and repositioned yourself so you could grab his chin and force his face to look at you.

He was able to see the shine in your eyes from how much you enjoyed it, which gave him a little more confidence as he tried speaking up, “Is that…” he finally looked at you with almost pleading eyes, “Weird?” The last part was said in a whisper as he hoped you weren’t judging him. You cooed at how adorable he managed to be and you leaned down to press a kiss to his cheek and nuzzled into the side of his neck.

He went to protest as your hair tickled him, but you were speaking before he could, “Actually it was the hottest thing you’ve ever done,” you pointed out and he let out a whine under his breath. He opened his mouth once again, but then your thoughts decided to blurt out something else, “I want to see it again,” your hands were now on his hips as you squeezed him.

His face quickly snapped over to where you were, looking down at your face as you pressed another quick kiss to his neck, “C-can’t I breathe for a moment?” he protested in a whiny voice and you weren’t having any of that. He had already done it once tonight, so why couldn’t he do it again?

“Um no,” you said and reached into your pocket where the bullet vibe was, “No you can’t,” Xavier’s mouth felt dry at seeing the vibrator. Whenever you pulled that out it only meant one thing…you were going to make him cum until he couldn’t even form coherent words anymore. The morning had only just started, and you were intent on finding every way you could ruin your adorable, whiny boyfriend.

#i didnt know i needed this #i love him hes so cute #xavier is my baby boy i love him #love and deepspace #Xavier Love and Deepspace #Lnds Xavier #my baby #i love him #thank you op

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