Your dreams were clouded with outrageously indecent thoughts. They rocked back and forth - side to side - as the vigilant yaksha claimed the entirety of them. In your dreams, he was committed to undergoing sexual acts with you; rolling you onto your back while he took the liberty of lapping up your sex without a moment's hesitation to waste. The Xiao of your dreams was careful as he cautiously caressed your body, watching your every reaction to make sure no harm became of you.
With Lantern Rite fast approaching, you figured it was the remaining yaksha himself who had been stealing such dreams from your mind, aiding you carefully into a questionably pure and innocent start of the year.
Calling the name of an adeptus was hardly a feat of recognition when everyone in Liyue had the capability of doing so. No, it was a different case when the adepti themselves would offer their aid and subject their loyalty to whoever they deem worthy. The Conqueror of Demons was one of the few adepti that offered such a service; though you obtained it through odd means, the two of you saw eye to eye after a while.
Originally, he deemed you a weak mortal being, careful that a single touch to such delicate skin and bones would cause them to shatter in his palms. But slowly and surely you gained the yaksha's divine trust. Proof of such was being granted the honour of calling his name and summoning him to your side whenever and wherever you saw fit. Originally Xiao would be incredibly cold when you summoned him out of boredom, however, unbeknownst to you, the yaksha decided to check in on your location for himself.
Perhaps it may have been ungentlemanly for him to spy on you without your knowing yet the yaksha couldn't pull himself away during those nights where you'd mutter his name under hushed mewls as you touched yourself to the thought of him.
There were countless days this had happened; you'd call his name a little quieter than usual, thinking that the adeptus wouldn't respond to the calls due to the volume of your words yet the poor yaksha was summoned regardless. He couldn't believe his own ears when he heard his name fall from such lewd lips. Xiao would lean his back against the door - the lone defence separating the two of you - and listened quietly as his brain fumbled on what he should do.
The yaksha was no fool when it came to reading people's tone of voice yet he could not deny the hardness growing in his pants. Xiao palmed the growing erection, unsure how and why he was attracted to your voice as you swallowed your cries as much as possible.
A free hand raised to cover his mouth in shock, daring himself to continue listening as his eyes fluttered with subtle embarrassment. Shame washed over him when he started slow strokes along his clothed length. "No-" the yaksha wanted to stop himself from going any further, from getting off to a mortal. That was something close to a sin, he told himself. But despite the hesitance, his hands moved on their own. A flush of red loomed across his face as he touched himself to the sound of your voice whispering his name.
On the other side of the door was none other than yourself, touching your most sensitive of regions under complete lack of awareness that the adeptus was lurking nearby. Driven by lust, you lay across the bed and touched yourself to the thought of Xiao. It was completely shameful; how your mind told you that the hand by your sex was Xiao's instead of your own. You imagined him to be rough, unsteady and demanding, just as your strokes were. Your fingers were everywhere, making sure to repeatedly curl them in order to reach that one spot which had your toes curling all the while.
Your chest rose and fell with excitement every time you muttered the yaksha's name. "Xiao-!" But one particular spot allowed your voice to reach perhaps a little too loudly.
In an instant, you regretted everything. A free hand zipped to your mouth - hoping to erase the damage that had already been done, hoping that Xiao would not appear just this once. But the gods were not on your side.
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Poison
FanfictionXiao × GN Reader NSFW Word count: 3k As if you were the embodiment of poison to his karmic debt, the Conqueror of Demons fails to comprehend his addiction ripening exclusively for you.