Which One?

Shout out to the autistic who’s abilities have regressed as they’ve gotten older.

“You didn’t used to be like this when you were a kid.” I know please don’t remind me

Thinking about Xavier’s breeding kink

you had just been on your phone in the bed scrolling through Instagram when you came up on a reel

“all men have breeding kinks it just needs to be unlocked”

You scoff at it a little, that’s kind of a bold statement to make, you think to yourself

But then you put two and two together, all the times Xavier had preferred coming inside you, how his eyes gleam like an ocean in the night sky when he sees you interacting with children

Xavier has a breeding kink

And you’re gonna unlock it.

Step 1 get him in bed, pretty easy if there was any activity xavier loved in the bed more than sleeping it was fucking you.

Step 2 allude to pregnancy and or breeding.

Xavier was in between your thighs length aligned with your core about to push inside you

“hey honey, i haven’t been able to fill the prescription for my birth control for a couple weeks, but it’s fine you can still come inside me.”

“ I mean a baby wouldn’t be the worst thing huh”

And that’s how you ended up here..

“ Fuck, that’s it” he moans out as he pounds into you at an undetectable rhythm

Xavier wasn’t usually primal but this was a primal urge , like a leopard chasing its prey.

Your hands clawing at his back

Sobs of pleasure coming out of your mouth as he grips your hips.

“ ngh , so full of your cock” you moan out

Xavier’s pace quickens somehow not even knowing that was possible at the rate he’s going

“ let me make you a mommy” he moans close to your ear

“ it’s what you want hm, it’s what you need, your womb craves my seed?” He ask so honestly like he genuinely needs the confirmation.

“ fuck , yes need your babies, need you to make me a mommy” you say breathlessly words slightly broken up as Xavier’s pounds are relentless

That’s all it takes for him

His thrusts are even more frantic but somehow more sensual like he wants to paint your walls with his seed up and down, he wasn’t fucking you anymore he was making love to you.

“ you’re perfect my star, gonna look so good carrying my baby, gonna give you everything all of me-“

As he’s cut off by your orgasms intertwining

You falling apart underneath him as he pumps you full of his cum, squirt after squirt , rope after rope

Your gummy insides so weak from his cock not even fighting just taking all that he can give like your cunt nutritionally needs it.

“ that’s it honey, I’ve got you” he says running his fingers along your hip bone before pulling out

Immediately sticking his fingers in your cunt as to block the exit making sure there was no other choice but for it to pass through to your womb.

After he’s decided your cunt had efficiently taken his bearings , he gives it a couple pats as if it had just had a full meal.

He flops down next to you kissing up your neck

“ my princess, did so good. So full and leaky”

So all men having a breeding kink may be up for debate but what wasn’t was if Xavier had one or not, because that was definitely a yes.

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PAIRINGS. . . xavier x reader

CW. . . smut, small spoon!xavier, kinda sub!xavier

xavier was soft in your arms—literally and figuratively.

curled into your chest, his back flush against your front, legs tangled under the blankets. his breathing was even, gentle. like he hadn’t meant to fall asleep so quickly, but your arms around him and the steady stroke of your fingers along his chest made it impossible not to.

your hand was tucked under his shirt, fingers spread across the warm skin of his torso, right over his heart where his heartbeat pulsed soft under your palm, which wandered lower a few beats later.

he was already hard when you found him, cock flushed and heavy where it curved against his stomach. you pressed a slow, featherlight kiss to the back of his neck and wrapped your fingers around him.

xavier stirred with a soft, strained grunt, hips twitching the tiniest bit into your palm. you smiled.

“shh,” you whispered gently, letting your fingers slide down his length and back up again, dragging him gently from sleep into something needier.

he whimpered when your thumb passed over the head, already slick from the way he’d started to leak, coating your fingers.

your hand worked him in a smooth rhythm, slow and teasing at first, just enough pressure to make him ache. he moaned—quiet, restrained, muffled into the pillow—and you knew he was trying to hold it in.

so you slid your free arm under his neck, hand curling around his face, fingers brushing his lips gently. “open,” you whispered. “let me hear you.”

xavier’s mouth fell open without hesitation, his tongue wrapping around your fingers, moaning low and desperate into them as your other hand jerked him a little faster.

you curled around him tighter, chin tucked into the crook of his neck, whispering soft praises right against his skin.

he was trembling in your arms now, his cock twitching with every pass of your hand, your fingers slick, your breath warm on his throat. his hips started to stutter forward, fucking your fist now, quiet little choked sounds spilling out around your fingers, exactly the way you wanted.

“can’t—” he gasped, biting on your fingers. “m’fuck, i’m close.”

when he fell apart—body trembling in your arms, cock twitching in your hand, spilling into your palm with stuttering, gasped moans—you held him tight the whole time. your mouth on his shoulder. your hand slowly stroking him through it until his hips twitched from overstimulation and he had to whimper your name to make you stop.

he let your fingers slip from his mouth, jaw slack and flushed, turning just enough to look at you with those dazed eyes.

“…fuck,” he whispered.

you smiled and wrapped yourself around him, nuzzling the juncture where neck meets shoulder. “back to sleep, baby.”

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