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regularxiaosimp · 1 year
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i read lullabies of the wind and I'm all caught up now! i seriously can't choose a favorite chapter but i adore chapter 17, the small peek into earlier on in their relationship (still as sweet as ever) and the couple at xiao's birthday party (how-- you're so good at writing cute scenes!)
i'm looking forward to the next chapter and i can't wait to see what you come up with next, honestly everything you write is worth the wait. thank you for sharing with us!
AHHHH!!!! Thank you so much!!! I'm happy my fic is still getting some attention even though it's been ages since I last updated. I'm in the works of writing more! Just been a little busy with life and grad school 😵‍
Hopefully I can publish a new chapter soon! Thank you so much for reading my fic! <3
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MOM I LOVE HIM
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“it is the sworn duty of the yaksha to purge all evil but, after millennia of bloodshed, the karma takes a toll.. a moment of complacency and i, too, will succumb to the darkness; an instance of negligence, and it will turn me into one of those monsters i swore to purge.”
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regularxiaosimp · 2 years
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Sorry for the very suuuper late response, been super busy with stuff including work so haven’t been on tumble much. Anyways, I’m glad everything is okay, I’ve been tryna catch up on genshin too so I feel you, I’ve been playing it on my spare time. I’m so excited for sumeru, it looks so beautiful and that big tree reminds me of wangshu inn nsns
anyways, I hope things will continue to do well for you. You deserve it! I hope you take care as well, sending lotsa love n support for you rn! 🌸💗🌸
Hey no worries at all!
I've been pretty inactive lately too... Ehe...
Yes I'm SO excited to explore all the new things in Sumeru! Too bad Sumeru comes out on my first day of school ;-;
And thank you so much! I appreciate the love and hope you continue to be safe, happy, and healthy! <3 Much love to you
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regularxiaosimp · 2 years
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Hello I'm back from the dead (temporarily)!
Over the past few weeks I've been working on Mingyu's mirage! I hope you all enjoy :DDD I start my master's program on the 22nd, so regrettably, I'll be a lot less active from that point onwards.
You'll still find me posting on occasion though! Maybe if I need a break from studying (or if I procrastinate.. hehe) I'll post a story every now and then.
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regularxiaosimp · 2 years
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Hey, just checking on how you’re doing! I hope you’re doing well and having a gud day 💗
Hello hello!!! I've been doing well, thanks so much for checking in :) Lately I've been switching from drawing to writing, and doing all the events in Genshin before Sumeru comes out! Hope you've been doing well too <3
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regularxiaosimp · 2 years
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JUST REALIZED SM THATS P CUTE, NOW IM ASKING THIS BECAUSE I DONT KNOW IF THIS WAS INTENTIONAL FROM U OR NOT BUT AQUILA (eagle, which is like xiao because it literally has the same thingy but I forgot what it was-) and Cygnus (swan) is next to each other NEM
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THANK YOU FOR SHARING!
That is SUPER cute, but I wasn't that smart so it was not at all intentional HAHAHAHA
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regularxiaosimp · 2 years
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Mingyu Companion Voicelines
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A few of you asked me a while back if Mingyu had teapot lines, and I finally finished them!
Please visit my dedicated page for her HERE to read them!
I tried typing them out here on Tumblr but the formatting got a little REALLY messed up.
Anyways, hope you enjoy! Currently working on writing a new chapter for Lullabies of the Wind as well!
Art credit: Yuuna
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regularxiaosimp · 2 years
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Birthday art for Mingyu go brr- Ahh I had some already finish but I decided to just post some of them for now, I felt bad for taking too long to post art,,Lots if busy things happening and I haven’t been active much on Tumblr like I used to, but Alas, happy birthday to the swan gorl, I hope you have an amazing day too! I forgot I could just post them here so that’s my bad 😭
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Very oldish art, so I’m sorry for the quality and the anatomy-
OH MY THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR THE ART <3 <3 <3 I LOVE IT! And no worries at ALL! Thank you for always stopping by when you can and dropping a comment ^^ I hope things are going well for you!
No need to apologize for anything! She looks amazing in your style and I am in love.
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regularxiaosimp · 2 years
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"The morning dew is sweet, and the scent of freshly bloomed flowers is exceptionally strong today. With springtime now upon us, I decided to spend my morning walking through the bamboo forest. Funny enough, a flock of crystalflies gathered around me and made me their perch. Though it was a delightful affair, I found the only thing missing was your company.
The day is still young, so won’t you join me on a stroll? Perhaps you too, can experience the warm glow underneath the wings of those crystalflies." Happy Birthday my bb Mingyu! (June20th)
Art by me. Reblogs are dandy, but please don't repost!
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regularxiaosimp · 2 years
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I'm working on birthday art for Mingyu (June 20th) and I'm being destroyed by the ruffles and crystalflies
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regularxiaosimp · 2 years
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Thinking about rewriting Mingyu's Story quest...
Or at least adjusting it. :|
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regularxiaosimp · 2 years
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Art by: Toeknee
Mingyu and Xiao hanging out during the Lantern Rite ;D
Don't mind me, just slowly feeding into my own delusions here.
-cackling in the corner-
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regularxiaosimp · 2 years
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Lullabies of the Wind: Ch 17
An Ongoing Series of Short Stories
Chapters available on AO3 and on my masterlist
Pairing: Xiao x Female OC
Synopsis:
In ancient Liyue folklore, it is said that when the spirits of departed children are unable to move on from the land of the living, the Guardian of Lost Souls will guide them to the afterlife through story, play, and song. Over the millennia that has passed however, the original tale of this benevolent being has long been forgotten. Instead, it now serves as a cautionary tale used to keep children from misbehaving. “Do not linger at night for too long.” They say, “For the demon will come and snatch you away.”
Note: This chapter was supposed to come out on Xiao's actual birthday (oops).
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Ch 17: Birthday
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The shores of Guyun Stone Forest were calm.
The wind seemed to hum in tune with the gentle crash of the waves as two adepti companions walked across the coast, footprints etched into the sand.
This was a route all too familiar to Xiao – for it was one he walked dutifully day by day, night by night.
…Only this time, he had someone beside him.
How times have changed.
Centuries after losing his fellow yakshas, the only constants that remained at his side were the voices of the slain Gods and his trusty polearm. To think that he now had a romantic partner…
He mentally shook his head free from the thoughts, reminding himself that he was currently on patrol – not on some merry stroll along the beach.
But before he could fully transition back to his usual serious demeanor, he heard a question come from beside him, stopping him in his tracks.
"You wish to know the day of my birth?” Xiao glanced at Mingyu, brows furrowed in confusion. “For what purpose?"
"No purpose in particular." Mingyu stopped a few steps ahead of him, glancing over her shoulder with a smile. "But what kind of lover would I be if I didn’t know these little details about you, hm?”
At the mention of the words ‘lover,’ Mingyu could make out the faint traces of pink rising across the yaksha’s cheeks.
A brief moment of silence passed before Xiao let out a sigh, “The mortal realm really has influenced you in the most… peculiar of ways.”
Mingyu giggled before turning to face him, leaning forward with a cheekiness that set his heart aflame. “So… are you gonna tell me or not?”
“April 17th.” He answered, then paused, seemingly processing his own thoughts before continuing, “And yours?”
“Oh, interested in me now, hm?” Amused, Mingyu stepped closer, watching as he turned his gaze away from her. 
“As you’ve stated, lovers should be privy to these details, now matter how trifling.” He closed his eyes, taking in a breath before returning to face her. “I am inexperienced with matters concerning the heart, but… I am willing to learn more.”
Amber eyes fluttered open to meet soft green ones, and the sincerity held within his irises had Mingyu practically melting underneath him.
She smiled up at him, moving her fingers to lace together with his. “I’m no expert either but... we can continue to learn together.”
Moving to the tips of her toes, Mingyu placed a featherlight kiss onto Xiao’s cheek, feeling the heat quickly rise to his face from her actions. 
“By the way…” She whispered, placing a gentle hand against his cheek, “It’s June 20th.” 
Without another word, she pressed her lips against his in a firm, passionate kiss. 
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It was a fond memory Xiao held deeply within his heart; one he thought back on often whenever he returned to the shores of Guyun.
The once visceral memories of slaughter that plagued his mind were slowly becoming overridden by new memories – memories of warmth. It was as though the moon and the stars had finally pierced through the clouds of a lightless night - showing him that the hope he yearned for was not just an illusion. 
He watched as cranes took to the skies, flying towards the direction of the plains he so diligently guarded. Perhaps it was mere coincidence, but the very act reminded him of the commitment he was coerced into making with a certain green-eyed adeptus, just a day before. 
“Tomorrow at nightfall, you’ll be spending time with me in Wangshu Inn’s kitchen. No ifs, ands, or buts about it!” 
Even now, he could hear her voice clear as day – her “request” coming in the form of a command. Before he realized it, a quiet chuckle escaped his lips.
Truly, only she would have the audacity to speak to him in such a manner. 
As the silhouettes of the cranes grew further and further away, he lowered his gaze, eyes now transfixed on the rolling waves in front of him.
Nightfall, she said. 
Best he got going.
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Mingyu pulled back, placing her hands on her hips as she admired her handiwork displayed on the kitchen table.
“It looks lovely.” Verr spoke from behind her, smiling at the thoughtfulness behind Mingyu’s actions.
Hearing this, Mingyu turned to her and nodded, “I wouldn’t have been able to do this without your help. Thank you for sending the chef away for tonight. And of course…” Mingyu continued with a wink, “For asking him to prepare the tofu before he left. I would have tried it myself, but unfortunately, I simply lack the finesse required.”
Verr shrugged, chuckling lightly at Mingyu’s comment. “It was hardly any trouble. I’m sure he’ll enjoy his short vacation.” Just then, she caught a flash of blue zipping through the grocery stands, feeling an amused smile rise to her face. “Besides, I think it’s better this way too.”
“If he’s as frightened as you say he is, I can see why.” Mingyu chuckled, eyes trailing after Verr as she made her way towards the staircase.
Choosing not to linger on the topic any further, Verr instead glanced over her shoulder with a smile, “Xiao should be arriving soon, right? You know where to find me if you need anything.”
As the soft clatters of Verr’s shoes faded away upstairs, Mingyu turned back to the table, finger placed against her chin in thought. Although she knew he would appreciate the gesture, she wondered if this display would be too much for him.
As if sensing her concern, Dusky Ming peeked out from behind a basket of fruit with a grin, “Don’t worry. I think he’ll be happy no matter what!” 
The corners of Mingyu’s lips curled upward, but as she opened her mouth to speak, a haze of black and green materialized at her side, prompting Dusky Ming to leap up in excitement.
“Adeptus Xiao!” 
Seemingly unfazed, Xiao turned his head towards Dusky Ming, acknowledging her with a curt nod before his gaze wandered to Mingyu, then to the display on the kitchen table.
“This is…”
“A present for you!” Dusky Ming exclaimed, giggling as she ran to the side of the table. “Do you like it?”
Laid across the table was a plate of almond tofu, along with various trinkets and objects, some of which Xiao could not identify. Not wanting to hurt the young girl’s feelings, he turned to Mingyu in a silent plea for help. 
Chuckling, Mingyu peeked over his shoulder, explaining the origins behind each item.
“This is a paper bird folded by Fei. She was a 4 year old girl who ascended last week.” 
Xiao picked up the delicate, crudely folded paper bird and tilted it over, seeing the words “happy birthday” messily scrawled onto it. His eyes widened at the sudden revelation as he scanned the table, taking note of the trinkets laid on its surface. 
“They’re all gifts from the ones who have been under my care.” Mingyu explained, continuing to walk through each object.
As Mingyu continued to speak, Xiao felt his heart clench and swell with so much unfamiliar emotion, it threatened to overflow. It was strange, really. 
How could these poorly constructed, childish crafts stir up such strong feelings within him? 
“And this is a crown of silk flowers made by none other than our little Ming here.” Mingyu smiled, gently lifting the flower crown from the table. “Won’t you try it on for her?”
Folding his arms across his chest, he huffed and shook his head. “No need. I can admire it as it is.”
“Aww, please?” Dusky Ming pleaded, swaying side to side with her hands locked sheepishly behind her back. “I worked so hard on it…”
“...” 
With an eventual sigh, Xiao lowered his head towards Mingyu, allowing her to lay the freshly weaved bundle of silk flowers on top of his head. As he moved to straighten his spine, the sound of Dusky Ming’s cheerful laughter and clapping filled the kitchen, echoing through the empty halls.
“And this is from Smiley Yanxiao.” Mingyu smiled, carefully presenting him with a plate of his favorite almond tofu. “Happy Birthday, Xiao.” 
And although he did not outwardly smile, Mingyu could see from the softness in his golden eyes that he was filled with gratitude. And as she watched him take a spoonful of tofu into his mouth, only one thought was present in her mind:
“Tonight, we celebrate you. My golden-winged king.”
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regularxiaosimp · 2 years
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GENSHIN IMPACT
…As Yakshas, we must fight for this world. General Alatus, falling in!
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regularxiaosimp · 2 years
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-stares-
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-looks at time-
Well it's been 30 minutes.
-continues to stare-
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xiao   —   ‘perilous trail’ event page 
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I love him so much ;-;
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⋆ Story Teaser: Only Old Memories Remain ⋆
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regularxiaosimp · 2 years
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UnQuelled Qingxin; E (5k)
Xiao x reader (tried to keep it relatively gn)
A/N: Who would have thought that it would be Xiao to bring an end to my drought. I literally wrote this all in one sitting and didn't regret a single thing because guess what MY BOY CAME HOME. That quest broke me inside. Thanks, MHY. My boy deserves a break.
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​It was always a surprise when the two of you were left alone, momentarily undesired in a world still teetering on the seams of chaos. That wasn't to say that neither of you were unneeded. Though it was odd— it was hardly midday and not a call had been made for either of your names. You had some inkling, however, while not mentioned in title the darkest depths still in need of cleansing still called for Xiao. It was noticeable in the subtle way his gaze traveled over the lands. While encompassing the vast stretch of Liyue, the gesture wasn’t aimless. 
There had been creative freedom and quite a few liberties taken to garner this facade of peace. Ultimately, you knew that if peril rain fell upon the meadows that lay below he’d be but a wisp of wind in your arms in a moment. It had only taken a small favor from friends to monitor the less precarious threats. The occasional snort above your head let you know that the barter didn’t remain as secretive as you’d planned. 
Still the conqueror of demons humored you, lounging as pliable as he could fair under the visage of a mere mortal enjoying a rather rare day off. It was possibly the most unsurprising thing to learn that he’d never heard of ‘vacation days’ having over two millennia of taking on the responsibilities of a yaksha. 
Graceful, sacred and while a little out of reach, obtainable for those willing to climb for it. 
There wasn't much to complain about in your love life.
There wasn't much to complain about in your love life.
Curled up comfortably on the sofa looking down over the Dihua Marshes, there weren't many grievances you could come up with against Xiao. Despite there being a few tough layers to melt through, ultimately he was sweet at the core and loyalty flowed through his veins. As much could be said of his attachment to his fallen family, and its solemn decree to save the remainder of his home from the same fate.
You weren't well versed in the extremes of losing loved ones. Especially to the extent to what Xiao had suffered. Similar to most of society you simply raised new generation in respect to their troubles for your own survival. To show gratitude by thriving was said to be the upmost respect. 
And yet here you were, snuggled up against one of the legends that made your hearth and home possible.
From what Xiao shared with you, those who he could consider dear to him barely took up the fingers of a single hand. Surely the fate of Liyue was dear to his heart, but that had always been an obligation … a promise he upheld in the space of his brethren. But the closeness thats he’d savored in the past and the bonds that threaded together those memories; he never expected to feel that warmth again. 
At first, it made you sad to think about. Suffering through brief conclusions that you would never be enough. Before realizing that if you were meant to be part of his past, you would have been. Instead, you’d been born as part of his future, a cut away from centuries upon centuries of agony. Though he never said it, you knew he was grateful that you never knew what it took to allow you the privilege to walk through the Bishui Plains, if you wished, without the fear of being smited by vengeful gods. Though he felt that his work was never done, there was no denying that the dent of his perseverance would pave more futures to come. 
At the present, you just wanted him to slow down and enjoy a few of the years he gave to others. Because even yaksha deserved a bit of leave from work. Damn near invented the term at this point. 
And now, here you were, left alone to soak in the plentiful rays of light that overtook the open sky.  
The two of you had spent the better of your first hour lounging lazily under the surface of a late morning, awake but not entirely willing to accept it. More so on your part. Despite his promise the night before, Xiao had shone a hint of resistance when your arms had come up to drag him back to bed. It didn’t surprise you that he’d intended to sneak out first thing the morning while you slept, if only to scour the marshes while you dozed. But you were ready for him, as insistent as you had been when sealing his acceptance. 
Never a promise. 
You’d be cruel to tie him to your side with such restraint. 
Xiao had you comfortably placed between his thighs, with one arm supporting his head and the other hung over your shoulder to hold the book you’d mutually decided to tide through until lunch. While you had elected not out every detail of the day, you had been grateful for the seamless way the two of you managed to fill time without strain. Small moments like these, once stolen away, fell easily into place. 
At the foundation, Xiao had become your friend before your lover and remained your closest confidant. It felt natural to favor the knowledge of his favoritism over the more physical closeness of other couples your age. It felt more meaningful in the long run. 
And yet.
Though you rarely mentioned it, you were becoming more consciously aware whenever Xiao was near. It was natural for you, as a young viable individual as yourself to be intrigued by your significant other's body. Unfortunately, the same could not be said for the other.
Xiao never mentioned the word ‘celibacy’ though the legends surrounding his name rarely left room for anything besides conquering demons. Though never spoken, everything he experienced with you was something new and coveted. He managed to make every memory something to be replayed over and over and over again.
It was sweet.
It was classic.
And it made you so understandably a little frustrated sometimes.
Blame the era gap or the influences of your peers, but there were times that you wished there was more. At times the thought felt selfish on your tongue. With Xiao there was little that you could utter and not get in return. The fact that you were currently laying against the flow of his body was testament to that. 
It wasn’t to say that they two of you hadn’t shared a bed before. Albeit sparse, you did know what it was like to tangle with an adeptus. Though the scarcity made it a difficult topic to brag about, not that you would do so.
That and you couldn’t necessarily blame him when you rarely asked. Xiao had more important duties than tending to you. He was the one of the saviors of the lands you called home after all. The sacrifice of settling for a few kisses here and there from your hero was enough. Brief brushes of lips when arriving and departing. And occasionally the more passionate exchange when time and the stars aligned. 
You were grateful for each and every moment you got to spend with him. But it was also incredibly human for you to still ask for more. 
Just above your head, Xiao inhaled sharply and the muscles of his abdomen tightened with the movement. You’d long forgotten what exactly had transpired in the last few pages, Xiao had adapted to your reading speed by now and simply assumed you’d finished when he turned to the next page. Hidden from your view, the pinch of his brow expressed his own investment in the little series that had been recommended by your friend. Though his light hum gave away his sentiment and bled into your imagination. You’d kissed that spot enough to know how well easily it could give away to the soft pressure of your lips. Occasionally, he’d surprise you by lifting his head to return the gesture. Soft, gentle and albeit a little timid, there was nothing you loved more than his kisses.
But oh how that would feel if he decided to travel with those lips. Sharp nibbles along the bridge of your collar bone, between the valley of your chest and more preferably towards the apex of your thighs. You had a few past scenarios to go by- plenty of novels you’d read in privacy. There was no certainty in knowing what kind of lover Xiao would be, but your imagination provided you the image of a gentle, thoughtful lover.
There had been many nights in the seclusion in your own room where you’d found pleasure in the dreams of him making you his newest conquest. The feel of his calloused hands stretching your leg over his shoulder as his teeth nibbled on the juncture of your thigh. 
You knew he had the desire. It was more than likely just the weight of everything else dragging his resolve. You thought it might have been helpful, however, sort of like a stress reliever. But Xiao was determined to forgo the pleasures of life to remain vigilant to his contract.
The last time you managed to catch him once, purely by accident when the two of you cozied up during the latest display of fireworks. Xiao had been the one to encourage contact, noticing every detail of you, including the slight shiver you gave under the blanket of night. He tried to warn you against following him to his designated viewing spot, urging that you would enjoy the display more with friends. But that night, you wouldn’t have enjoyed being with anyone else. So as the sky exploded with bright arrangements, Xiao had brought you into the circle of his arms and the warmth of his lap.
It hadn’t been intentional for you to shift your hips as you had. Truthfully, you’d been too engrossed in the newest inventions, pointing out each creative explosion as if you were seeing for him too. Xiao could be fairly quiet at times, more of an observer than a conversationalist. And in that moment, your mouth had been running so much it hardly felt any different than before. But the rigid shift was more than noticeable by Xiao.  It wasn’t until the sky came to rest, with his wavering breaths heating the nape of your neck with an unmistakable hardness at your back that you learned that your faithful adepti was capable of getting a bit overwhelmed.
By the time you’d come to realize what you were feeling, Xiao was politely sliding you from his lap as he stumbled to a stand. You’d been too stunned to complain when he offered to see you home. 
“If this is boring you, we can pick up another. The one about Inazuma was enjoyable.” It seemed as though he wasn’t completely ignorant to your lost thoughts. 
Oh, Xiao. Sweet, sweet Xiao. 
You wondered what he would think of you if he knew where your mind right now. 
Somehow you managed to smile despite only catching part of what he said. Whether it was out of understanding or simply used to your bouts of spacing, Xiao responded by gingerly tipping up your chin and  placing a kiss along your jawline.
Turning your head instinctively, you managed to find his lips instead. He humors you as he typically does, allowing your tongue to glide against his upper lip while your teeth nip at the lower. Xiao was an active learner, gaining his own quirks as he adapted to your playing style.
He was more than accommodating when you politely nudge away the book, unflinching when the spine thudded against the floor. 
Part of you wished Xiao’s smile wasn’t quite so heedless as you twisted around to straddle his waist. What you wouldn’t give to see a bit of heat behind his eyes, not unlike the fire he portrayed in battle. 
When you lean down to kiss him again, he’s more prepared to properly engage. His arms loop loosely around your waist, just enough to keep you in place without restricting your movements. You had no problem being in charge, as long as you understood what the boundaries were. And with Xiao you weren’t always so sure. 
You knew his stalemates, but he always seemed to try for your benefit. Just being with him like this was a testament to that fact. 
Closing his eyes, you felt him completely surrender to the kiss, body relaxing under your encouragement. But it wasn’t meant to be all about him giving. You wanted to give as well, but more importantly you wanted him to receive what he wanted- not what you expected of him. 
He was well practiced though. Tongue curling around yours before sliding back to coat your lips, proving that he does have his own tastes. 
Biting your lip, you drag your hands down the length of his loose shirt where they play with the edges for a moment. When you give it a soft tug, he breaks the kiss with a flushed face. This wasn’t an unexplored stage for you. He proves so when he sits up with ease, taking over to bring the clothing over his head. 
But you don’t want this to fizz out after a well asserted make out session. You wanted to take his leap and fall wherever it left you. 
Leaning closer, you press your temple to his forehead with a sigh. As perceptive as ever, Xiao catches on to the change in mood and strokes your sides quietly as you gain your bearings.
You were never a quiet lover, so why couldn’t you just outright and say it?
“I want to do other things… maybe?”
That was not at all how you planned for that to go. It left out too much in the open and the ambiguousness would only lead him to falter rather than take his own step forward. You wanted this to be a two person dance. If it so happened to be the tango, that was fine too as long as he was an active participant as well. 
“You want to be intimate?”
Blinking repeatedly, you give a slight shake of your head as you try to come to terms with what came out of your lover’s mouth. Surely your vigilant, though socially naive adepti lover hadn’t just outright asked what you’d been dancing around for weeks?
There is a hesitant, but surely knowing look in those golden hues as they ghost over your heated cheeks and comically wide gaze. He even manages a small shrug as if it was a natural conclusion to come to. 
“Don’t look so surprised. I might be … new to all this. But I’m not naive. Besides, you haven’t exactly been subtle lately.”
Well, just throw yourself off Mt. Hulao then.
Xiao only makes it worse by outright laughing at you, as his hands attempt to pry yours away from your face. When you only resist, his grip wanes as he leans in to kiss the tips of your fingers. 
Xiao tipped his cheek into your palm, the unrestrained affections always made the knots of tension and uncertainty melt away. “It’s fine. I’ve accepted this- you. I realize I’m not the most accessible person. “ His words encourage you to lift your head, swept into the determinedness of his voice. He doesn’t mention his karmic debt, an old tune outplayed by your defiance to let it affect your relationship. “But you know you can always call on me. Whenever you need. “
Time moves slowly as you lean in to kiss him again. An exchange that feels different yet so inherently possible by only two souls presents. Gone is the aged resistance tethering him back, gates open to welcome hot open mouths and curious tongue. The heated pants and soft moans could have been from either of you. 
Free of his shirt, there is plenty for you to explore as he answers the demand of your lungs and breaks the kiss. Your hands shake slightly, more from the rush than nerves as his mouth follows the roundness of your cheek to your chin. His temple nudges yours suddenly when your nails dips into the cut of his waist, touch leaving promises of what's to come at your peak. 
Breathless, you pant out," We don't have to go all the way." You had really planned to make a proper vacation out of his off day, not jump your lover the moment his guard was down.
Not that he was complaining.
Xiao lips part to make a gruff sound of uncommitted agreement that sends a shiver down your spine.His lips settle against the curve of your neck, gaze strategically hidden as you tug at one side of his pants before easing down the other. The heat of his face becomes more prevalent to you when you finally free him. Xiao hisses through his teeth as the cool air hits him, though the circle of your hand nearly chokes him as he ruts prematurely into the hold. 
It’s quite the sight, while partially obscured by the curve of his body against yours, the inexplicable knowledge of knowing that you have the conqueror of demons in this position— it takes an extra breath to steady the thud of your chest. You’re certain at this point, even untouched, you’ve soaked the space between your thighs. 
While your record hardly began, you knew enough that Xiao was barely a cut above average. A string of words that had no business being uttered in his direction; but for you, in these moment, was a form of relief. While the literature had held onto its romance, you weren’t ready to experience the pain of feeling something give away. Nor did you want to put Xiao through a moment of witnessing you suffer for his own pleasure. 
For now, you focus on the weight of him in your palm as you pump slowly, thumb coming up to collect the bubble of precum collected at the head. In contrast to your semblance of calm, Xiao trembles, mouth op against your shoulder as he pants against the fabric you neglected to shed. Suddenly the still rising sun feels as though it's at its peak as the room collects the warm from your bodies. 
Xiao’s hip jerk in motion with the next stroke, breath harsh as he mutters out broken speech. The yaksha is often reserved but never speechless. The sound of him stumbling over words is so foreign. It’s exhilarating, driving you with a new sense of determination as your hips edge to meet his. 
The rhythm you settle on is uneven but steady as you bump against each other without practice. Xiao’s hands are clenched against the fabric of your clothing as he cants into your space, face twisted in pleasure in the space behind your ear. Your wrist twists, wringing out every possible sound from his lips. Though no one will ever see, you’ve reduced the conqueror of demons to this. And you feel powerful for it. 
When you squeeze without warning, Xiao’s sharp cry threatens to escape the private moment between you. You watch captivated as his back arches, wrenching his head away from you. Its the first time since you’ve touched him, that you’ve seen the sun-warmed gaze. It’s the near feral desire swirling within them that prompts you crash your lips to his. 
Uncoordinated, but demanding hands tug at your shirt until it joins him on the floor. Not a hint of hesitance bleeds into his touch as his fingertips graze over exploration of your body. Even in his insistence, he’s still trapped by your own touch. You stroke him with a more confident deliverance now, testing the thralls of restraint. There is no doubt that you can bring him to that peak, the tallest climb somehow feeling the shortest in this heated moment. 
Xiao’s traveling touch halts at your waist as he sucks in a breath through his bitten lip. 
The thrill of power makes your head spin as you lean forward to ground yourself, burying your own flushed face into the dampened skin of his shoulder.
“Please…”
God, the waton sound of him losing his grip almost causes you to lose your own. Your hand slips against his slick length, the noises both obscene and erotic. 
The sound of your voice is raspy as you whisper against the shell of his ear,” Do you wish to be conquered, conqueror of demons?”
To hear his title, hard won and revered to be used so disrespectfully in his weakest moment— Xiao felt like he might lose his mind. It took the strength over every adversary he’d bestest to claw his way through the sea of pleasure you’d cast over his head. His resilience manifested by the strengthened grip of your sides. 
“Please ..I—” The adepti shuddered, crumbling to the mere flick of your wrist as you brought him closer and closer to the edge. He could feel the edge give away under his heels, calling him to a placed he’d never known before but was eager to explore. But not alone. 
With more strength than he knew he’d possessed, Xiao managed to circle his hand around yours to still your movements. The action brought about a pregnant pause, swelled by the harsh pants of body bodies as both came to terms with the bridge yet to be crossed. 
“Do you not want to…?”
Xiao’s body jolted at the first sound of uncertainty in your voice. Just moments ago he’d been so aroused by your confidence and stride. He would always be your protector but it had been exhilarating to be at your mercy. And he never wanted you to feel ashamed for it. 
“No, no I—” Xiao was frustratingly uncharacteristic with his stuttering as he struggled to manage simple sentences. Every word felt like it was floating just out of reach, yet the slight tremble of uncertainty in your exhale grounded him enough to yank them down. “I want to, just not without you.” He wanted to reach this peak with you. It only felt right that way. 
Xiao is pleased with the warmth of assurance he receives as he carefully draws your touch away from his most sensitive core. With slow deliberation he switches your positions, laying you under him as he braces above. 
“ I want to remember these moments for centuries to come, “ he whispers as his mouth descends. You barely manage a whimper Me too before his hips make contact with your again. From this angle, the friction is different and less one-sided than before. Not to say you hadn’t enjoyed reducing the adepti to a melted puddle of your devotion, but sharing this moment topped it. 
Your choked gasp is answered by a pleased rumble as Xiao splits your legs, rucking up one calf high against his thigh as he ruts downward. And now, now you can truly relish in the delicious agony you’d put him through only moments before. 
A crawl of exuberance flows through your nerves as Xiao looks down between your bodies in amazement, how even still partially clothed it could feel this good. The promises of what it would be like without seems to bleed from your thoughts to his as his stark gaze captures yours. 
Its clumsily and desperate but the actions of you two tangled up in the process of removing your bottoms brings a bubble of laughter to your lips. It causes Xiao to pause briefly, stuck in the moment of simultaneously tugging away his pants and sticky, sweat flattened strands of his hair with the other hand. It was memorable. 
A moment in time just for the two of you. 
You’re thankful that Xiao doesn’t linger with his gaze. Under the brightness of the day, you’re wholly unprepared for that kind of scrutiny. For now you want to take him in purely by touch alone.
“I want to taste you,” his words come as a soft plea, that you doubt he even realizes as his gaze swirls with desire. “Still together. But just for a moment.” Xiao remains endearing in his diligence to always put your well being first. It’s impossible not to tease him for it, just once. 
“Oh, you know, do you?” It helps to draw away from what you know the sight of you must be: a light coat of perspiration against your chest as your breath gradually evens, and your legs parted unabashedly around him. “Do you think about it when you’re off in the marshes alone?”
Whether or not your claims rang true, the bright tip to his ears was enough for you. Your head tips back with laughter as Xiao grumbles above you. It may have well enough continued like that for a few more bouts had you not felt the tips of his fingertips between your thighs. 
Despite the crawl of heat from his nape to his cheeks, a mirror of your own, Xiao holds your gaze as his digits slide through your slick before applying pressure at your entrance. Slowly but certainly, his confidence rebuilds as your body quakes responsively to his touch. Lithe fingers remain true to his novice learned craft, thrusting deliberately without any other distractions. But for you it's enough as your body curls and rubs against it. Your body is naive and greedy enough to soak every bit of pleasure, forgetting the technicality of it all for the promise of his affections.
Your thighs tense when his cheek falls to your thigh as he watches in rapture at how you clenches just because of his fingers. You want more of him. So much more. Likely more than either of you were ready to handle, but what was truly the scope when being with an adeptus?
The first lap comes with the short abruptness of a kitten lick, then another without rhyme. Each flick off his tongue off beat to the point that you’d drive yourself crazy just trying to keep up. Through the haze of pleasure, you run a hand through his hair and tug gently, shifting your hips to angle towards his mouth. Even his unsteady breathing against you is driving you mad.
“Oh…oh god,” you gasp, lowering a hand to the back of Xiao’s skull in reactive response.
You moan as you lift your hips off the sofa and try to press closer. You’ve given up on the ardent task of keeping your eyes open as your body begins to tremble. Through the haze of the pressure you’re experiencing, you manage to articulate the sound of his name. Xiao answers the call with a nod of recognition as his draws away. 
“Together,” he echos, licking his lips relishing in the heady taste of you. The insistence was the sweetest torture with the grandest reward.
His fingers drop from you to wrap around your legs and grip your thighs as he positions himself. Even his unsteady breathing against you is driving you mad. The first press of him is hesitant as he prods. Though you do your best to withhold, you flinch against your will still learning to take him. As his hips still you tense, eyes you didn't realize had close flashing open with surprise. 
“Xiao, I—”
With a fresh balm of tenderness, your lover quiets the staccato of your heart as he presses capture your lips in a slow kiss. One hand leaves your side to brace the side of your face, holding you close as he sucks intimately at your tongue. At your soft but even exhale, he pulls away enough to settle his forehead against yours. Together you both breathe in, slow but assured as your hearts tumble in tandem. 
Xiao follows every slow drag of his breach with soft words of encouragement and sprinkled endearment. He drowns the feeling of him breaching your most intimate spot with the sound of his devotion and commitment to you. It’s a valiant effort as his tone lifts you just above the searing heat of him filling you. Until it's not the feel of him settling at the hilt, but the carefully crafted I love you that nearly causes you to burst. 
“I love you too, “ you gasp around his name as he initiates a cautious cant into you, further encouraged by the clench of your inner muscles as you cry into his shoulder. The pace is gradual but deliberate, with all the strength of a general aged by eons of patience. 
His face mirrors your crinkle of concentration and pleasure. Neither of you expect it to last long, too overwhelmed by the sound of you.
Xiao is the one who takes the fact into stride, determined for you to know only pleasure as he urges you to match uptick in rhythm. The fabric of the sofa against your back is delightful, as his drives urge a path of friction. 
 Xiao would never forgive himself if he missed the telling flutter of your lashes just before you surrender completely to him. It drives him forward, determined to chase you to depths he’s never reached, piloted simply by the knowledge of meeting you there. You try valiantly to keep up, but he simply takes the reins for himself. His hands hold you determinedly in place as he thrusts until you’re light-headed and babbling. 
He would savor the feeling of you unraveling for more than centuries to come, for millennia even after he follows you to the place beyond this world. The adepti surges forward to swallow your cry as you shudder and quake around him. The wave of your warmth washes away his restraint as he crumbles, capsized by you once again as he collapses against you. 
Despite his weight, your chest fills with every breath to the brim as you slowly come down from what could only be the heavens. You’re too languid to move, too exhausted to think beyond the muscle of the man above you. 
The best you can manage is to curl your arm around his sweaty back, fingers tangling in his hair as he groans out a muffled sound of appreciation. Your heart thumps slowly against the slight upturn of his lips as you bite through your own, unable to contain your happiness.
Even if you'd both put up your best efforts, nothing would be able to stop the slow drift of your eyelids as you accepted the blanket of exhaustion that settled over you both. Xiao who would have shown the most resistance, carefully extracted himself with a grimace before settling himself with a huff between your parted thighs. Your hand, that had become dislodged in his adjustments, was brought back to the crown of his head before he settled with a slow exhale.
You smiled and resume massaging the pads of your fingers into his scalp. If it was to be said that the conquer of demons could slept the day away, it wouldn't be found on your lips.
As the faint sounds of Liyue transitioning to midday, echoed from below, you came to terms with the fact it was unlikely that the two of you would get much of anything else done today.
There would certainly be more ‘vacation days’ on the horizon.
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