𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐃𝐞𝐞𝐩𝐬𝐩𝐚𝐜𝐞 (oneshots/storydump)

𝚃𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝙻𝚘𝚘𝚔

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ℝ𝕒𝕗𝕒𝕪𝕖𝕝
Slow music played in a studio, you had joined your boyfriend for this random session, in his words to protect him. Sat away from all the painters, your head rested on the arm rest of a sofa. Quite frankly you were falling asleep, your mind wandering through many dull things. Your eyes traced the room, scanning every little piece, slowly landing on your boyfriend. He had stolen quick glances, checking that you were still awake. Your gaze fell from his face, down his arm, to his hands holding the paint brush. He spoke as he instructed, but your eyes were stuck to his hand. Gazing at the veins and the way his bones contoured to hold the brush, your mind began to wander. Remembering how skilled he was with those hands, how those hands made you go crazy. You lifted your head slightly, moving itchy hair from your face. Finally dragging back up to his face, his ears were flushed. "I'll give you a few minutes to try that" He stood up suddenly, a smirk on his lips as he stepped to you. "Come" your eyes were wide as you gladly followed him out the room, "Can you just do that?"
"Don't know" now in a different room. He loomed in front of you, his gaze not meeting your eyes, locked in on your lips. "Can you just stare at me like that" your brows twitched slightly, confused of what look. Slowly your gaze moved down to his hand, putting the dots together. "Someone distracted my thoughts" his thumb brushed against your lips, pausing your whispered words. He looked in your eyes, moving to the door that he locked. "We only have a few minutes"

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥𝕊𝕪𝕝𝕦𝕤
A bag swung violently backwards, only to be hit again and thrown back again. You had crawled out of bed, hair a mess in just a crop top and underwear. You leaned on the doorway, staring at the man working out in front of you. His body laced with sweat, his movements swift and precise, your mind racing with ideas. Your gaze drifted from him to your reflection in the mirror, you felt you looked a state. So you pushed yourself off the door and stepped away, leaving the man to be unaware of your dirty thoughts. Your gaze on the morning sky, you didn't hear the footsteps approaching. Hands reached for you, grabbing your waist he pulled you in, his other one turning your head to kiss you lips. You fell back on the man, shocked at this sudden interaction. He pulled away "What does a kitten get out of watching me with that look" you had turned yourself in his hold now, your bodies pressed tightly against each other. "And she then cowers away" his hand held your chin tilting your head to the side, his eyes were harsh as he looked down at your lips. "What's there to be scared about?" you couldn't find your words, you just slowly wrapped your arms around his neck. He smirked, lifting your legs that unconsciously wrapped round him.

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ℤ𝕒𝕪𝕟𝕖
You had brought him food, not a packed lunch because you didn't have any time. After microwaving your meals you sat at a table in the corner, due to the lateness of the night there was only a few doctors and nurses. "You still haven't told me what's the special occasion?" you tilted your head, fork still in your mouth. Your gaze was innocent and curious, you swallowed and shrugged "Missed you" he squinted his eyes at you. You looked down at his meal "Can I have some of yours" you chirped, changing the subject, he nudged the plate to you. Staring down at it you sighed, deep down you had wanted some kind of affection. Your gaze moved back up to him, a cheeky smile on your lips "You want me to feed it to you" he whispered as his fork stabbed his food. Holding it up, you stared down at it. Looking up at him for a second, you took the food offer staring deeply into his eyes. His gaze was locked on your face, his expression unreadable. "I have to get back to work" he reached for your tub, taking it away. You flopped your head into your hand, watching the man from afar. The look didn't work.
He stepped back, grabbing your arm without a word. You watched as he led you back up to his office, thinking you were in for a scolding. All you heard was the sound of the door shutting, before you were pushed against it. You neck was being tormented with kisses, your hands moved to his hair, but were quickly pinned on the door. "How much did you miss me" Your hand squeezed his, before moving to lock his office.

˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥𝕏𝕒𝕧𝕚𝕖𝕣
Your hands were in his hair, softly massaging his scalp. He was resting between your legs on the sofa, a hand holding your thigh as he lay. The movie on was an alright one, but your eyes kept wandering to his hand. The way his thumb would brush your thigh whenever he thought of it. The intimate scenes of the romance movie helped your thoughts drift too. Your hands moved down from his hair, stroking his cheeks. Like a cat, his head moved with the rhythm of your strokes. You smiled to yourself, your hands dancing down his neck to his collar bones, boxing him in as you moved to his chest hidden under his top. Slowly his head began to turn to look in your eyes. Suddenly a phone rang. Your hands slipped out his shirt, and he sluggishly sat up. "At this time?" you muttered, your gaze on the TV. He offered a apologetic look before answering the phone, both of you were looking at the screen. A very very intimate scene began to play. You sat up slightly, you wanted what was on the screen. You turned to look at Xavier, he was talking to the phone, his eyes met your face before his head turned. He seemed to examine you, his eyes raked you up and down. "Just a moment" He held the phone away, his hand moved to rest between your thighs he leaned in. His lips had met yours, you gasped into his kiss, and he took this opportunity to slip his tongue past them. His tongue tangled with yours as they both thought for dominance. He pulled away, panting as he stared at you with a disgustingly sweet smile. He brought the phone back, resuming the conversation. His hand between you thighs stayed there, a stray finger rubbing it softly up and down. You had to wait just a moment.