ooo, Xiao with a breeding kink. He prefers to come inside and one night after doing just that he realizes just how much he loves filling you up ♡ Which gets him thinking to how he wants you stuffed, so round and full of him. Cue instant boner and he’s back to fucking his cum back into you, only making sure none of it drips out until you’re nice and bred.
the thought comes to you one day, when xiao pulls you into his arms. you’ve always been aware he’s physically built — those strong arms aren’t only for show, honey — but you’re still surprised when you press directly into his body, face burning at the realization.
his skintight shirt has never bothered you before, but it certainly nags at your mind now; you can feel the planes of his chest, feel his warmth through the fabric. he wasn’t very muscular, you’ve seen other men much more bulky in size, but- but his torso is so defined! xiao has a slim figure, a very tiny waist, and yet he’s so lean. you could feel every curve, every strain in his clothes, every-
“is everything alright?” xiao questions when you become unresponsive, blissfully unaware of your inappropriate fantasies. you blink up at him, breaking away from your former train of thought, and heat clings to your ears. you felt like an absolute pervert.
“y-yes! of course!” you stammer nervously, shutting up like a clam. still unconvinced, his lips pursed into a frown, but before he could pursue the issue, you return his embrace. “it’s surprising you hugged me first, xiao.”
and, because you’re utterly shameless, you nuzzle your nose into his neck to take a deep inhale of his scent — smelling faintly of flowers in a passing breeze — and sigh contentedly against his shoulder. (and, while you’re at it, you splay your hand against his back, drawing a line trailing down to his spine. he shivers under your touch.)
