this gets kinda spicy ok 👍 no smut though aha i haven't reached that stage yet
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you had just finished school a few weeks ago- thankfully, but you didn't expect your summer vacation to be this boring. and hot. you wanted to eat an entire air conditioner.
what made this weather a little tolerable was the fact that you spend most of your time at xiao's house, since you were alone most of the time at your own place, and verr's always busy with her work at this place called wangshu something. you honestly don't remember.
so currently, you were lying on your boyfriend's bed, your limbs sprawled across the soft mattress, and your eyes feeling heavy as you stared at the plain white ceiling. you turned your head to look at xiao, who was lying next to you, his head rested against the bed's headboard, his phone in his hand, while his other hand was used to play with your hair.
"xiao." you mumbled, sighing. he only responded with a grunt, eyes still glued to the device in his pale hands. "i'm bored."
"okay? that's not my problem."
groaning, you removed his hand from your hair and sat up, before adjusting the straps of the tank top you were wearing. xiao looked at you for a second- mostly your bare collarbones and shoulders, then back at his phone. looking at xiao, you furrowed your eyebrows. "what's got you so focused anyway?"
"none of your business." he rolled his eyes, not looking at you.
"oh?" you said with a little smile on your face, yet your eyebrows remained knit together. "stop acting like a brat before i make you stop myself." you lightly laughed, before snatching his phone out of his hands and locking it, throwing it somewhere on the bed away from his reach. you didn't really care about what he was doing anyway, you just wanted him to humor you a bit.
"you-" the golden-eyed male scowled, sitting up to try to take the device from you- which was an obvious fail- because you stopped him right after you tossed his phone away, you pushed him down by his shoulders, making him lie on his back once more. "ahh- no, you stay there." you smiled, moving away from him.
sighing, xiao looked at you with furrowed eyebrows. "okay, what do you want?"
you shrugged, taking a look around xiao's room, which was kinda messy. it was understandable considering you're always hanging around him in his room, not giving him a chance to tidy it up. your eyes landed on the red eyeliner pen that was on his nightstand, and you beamed.
"can i do your eyeliner?" you asked, but you quickly got up and grabbed the pen, not waiting for an answer. xiao didn't give you an answer either, as he already knew you won't take no for an answer, but he wouldn't mind you doing his eyeliner either.
you went back to the bed and climbed over xiao, pretty much straddling him. not the best position in xiao's opinion, but he isn't complaining.
"...what are you doing?" he mumbled, eyebrows knit together and a light rosy color dusting his cheeks. you grinned, before leaning in and kissing his forehead. "i'm doing your eyeliner." your tone was teasing, and xiao knew that you were up to something- it was obvious.
you removed the pen's cap, leaving it somewhere on the bed, then you leaned forward and grabbed xiao's jaw with your other hand, the same mischievous smile never leaving your face. moving his face a bit to the side, you placed the cool tip on his eyelid and he flinched.
"you flinched... does-"
"please shut up and stop." he sighed, not letting you continue. the amount of times you almost crashed cars on purpose to say that to xiao (you borrowed cars from childe again) was uncountable, after the first time you pulled that move on him during the lantern rite festival.
you lightly laughed, giving him a red wing then you drew a small, red heart right under his eye, before pulling away and admiring your work. "how cute."
"what did you do under my eye?"
"a heart," you replied, leaning forward once again and using your free hand to grab his jaw, tilting his head to the other side. but instead of continuing to do his eyeliner, you leaned in and placed a ghost of a kiss on his jaw. you grinned when you felt his breath hitch, and that only made you do it once again.
"you..." xiao trailed off, feeling your lips on his jawline. "you're doing this on purpose." he whispered, a quiet whimper leaving his lips which made you lightly laugh at his reaction.
leaving a last kiss on his temple, you pulled away and decided to get the other eye done, but not before giving the teal-haired a grin, "maybe i am, maybe i am not." you said, pressing the tip of the pen on his eyelid. "but i don't hear you complaining."
"i'm not." he muttered, wanting to look away from you but your hand still held his jaw, not letting him move his head. the way your body shuffled and moved above him made him feel almost breathless, like he was suffocating. although he sort of like that feeling.
you hummed in response, adding another heart under the eye you were doing, then you pulled back with a smile. "yeah, you be good like that." you mumbled and patted his warm cheek, about to get off of him, but he stopped you by grabbing your wrist.
you looked at him with slightly raised eyebrows, eyes traveling to your wrist that was tightly held in his grip. "oh?" you chuckled, and xiao only reacted with a frown, his other hand moving to hold your other wrist. "what are you up to, xiao?"
"no, what are you up to, (y/n)?" he scowled, making his voice go a tone higher when he said your name, not letting go off your wrists. "why are you talking like that?" you just shrugged and smiled innocently, but it was obvious xiao wasn't having any of it.
"what am i doing...? but you like it." you responded, trying to get your wrists out of his grip. you leaned in until his arms were above his head, but your wrists were still tightly held in his hands. you thought they might form bruises later.
xiao didn't response, he stayed silent as his dandelion-colored eyes gazed into yours, then you looked away and at your wrists, then back at him. "you're getting bold, aren't you?"
"isn't that what you wanted?" he scowled, holding on your wrists tighter. you didn't know how far he could go with that, it was like he wanted to snap your wrists in halves.
before you could say anything, he let go off one of your wrists and placed his hand on top of your head, gently pushing your head down for your lips to meet his. you were surprised, you wouldn't deny it, it's not everyday you get something like this from xiao, but you weren't complaining- you liked it when he initiated things.
xiao's hand gripped on your hair, making you yelp but it was muffled by his lips, and he took the chance of you getting distracted by pushing you off him and switching your positions. your lips parted and you stared at him, eyebrows furrowed.
he hovered over you, bringing his hands to yours and intertwining your fingers together.
"you can't do that." you whined before letting out a sigh, trying to move your hands but xiao just dug them into the mattress even harder.
he, surprisingly, chuckled, and looked at you with a little smile. "why can't i?"
"xiao..." you trailed off, faking a frown. "you little bit-" he cut you off by pressing his soft lips against yours once again, his fingers never leaving yours. you felt his teeth against your bottom lip, before he lightly bit on it, then he went back to kissing you.
you'll be honest, this was a different xiao- he always goes along with whatever you do, he doesn't decide things himself. as much as you liked, it still didn't feel the same as being with shy xiao.
he pulled away and let go off your hands, then he placed his hands on your hips, dark eyebrows raising as he looked at your flushed face. "oh? what were you saying?" he responded, tone soft as he used his fingers to play with the hem of your top.
maybe you riled him up a little bit too much.
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DID I REALLY JUST WRITE THIS...... help I have never written spicy scenes in my entire life
I wanted to continue it (I might) but how tf do you write shit like this without laughing 😭
This was unedited so excuse the mistakes pls