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“Who do you like more? Me? Or Lumiere?”
The knife you were holding paused mid-cut, and you turned your head slightly to look over at your companion as he sat on a chair nearby. It was a question you never thought you’d hear come out of Xavier’s mouth.
“What?” Confusion filled you as your eyes scanned his face to see if it was a joke question. It had to be a joke, right?
“Well?” Xavier’s head was tilted slightly, reminding you of a predator in the wild stalking its prey, looking for any small change in stance or behavior.
“You’re serious?”
“Yes.”
“Xavier.” Carefully setting the knife down so you wouldn’t cut yourself by accident, you quickly washed your hands while you spoke. “You are Lumiere.”
“That doesn’t answer the question.” Xavier leaned back in the chair, his legs crossed at the ankles, his hands folded in his lap, looking relaxed. His eyes, though, held a sharpness that told you he was anything but relaxed. If you had to guess, his muscles were likely tensed, ready to jump to his feet and pin you against the counter at any sign that you might try to evade the question.
Part of you really wanted to evade the question, not because you didn’t have an answer, but because it was a ridiculous question. Making a show of drying your hands slowly, you pretended to think, watching his expression from your peripheral vision. The longer the silence stretched, the more you saw the subtle changes in his expression. The corner of Xavier’s eyes tightened, his mouth slowly pulling into a frown.
“Who do I like more… hmm…” Draping the towel over the oven handle, you turned around to face him, and as you spun around, Xavier moved to his feet with a speed befitting a world-class hunter. “I… like…”
Your teasing was clearly getting to him, as you stretched out your words, Xavier strode over, his hands gripping the counter on either side of your body, locking you into the position you were in. Letting out a laugh, you reached up, sliding your index finger over the bridge of his nose.
“You’ll get wrinkles if you keep frowning like that.” You teased. Xavier bowed his head, shielding his expression from you temporarily, and let out a heavy sigh.
“You keep avoiding the question.”
“It’s a silly question.” You let out a sigh, realizing he really wasn’t going to let this go. “I like you, Xavier. Whether you’re Lumiere or Xavier. They’re all you.”
Xavier frowned but slowly picked up his head enough to look at you from under his lashes, his blond hair falling in his face as he examined yours. The answer didn’t seem to satisfy him, but another exasperated sigh and he slowly pushed back, freeing you from the temporary cage he’d put you in.
“Fine, don’t answer me.” Xavier was pouting; you could hear it in the subtle shift of his tone. After a short pause, he spoke again, his tone shifting again. “I’ll just figure it out for myself.”
He wasn’t going to let this go, was he?
“You’re the most stubborn man I know, I swear.” Xavier turned his body so he was half facing you.
“You know other men?” A laugh tumbled out of you in response.
“Sure I do, like Lumiere.” A look you didn’t recognize briefly flickered over Xavier’s face before he was gone again, a pout replacing it.
“Now you’re just teasing me.” He complained, and you stepped closer to him, walking so you were standing in front of him. Throwing your arms around his shoulders, you got on your toes, kissing the tip of his nose.
“You’re easy to tease. Now, come help me finish dinner, and then we can go to bed, okay?”
Another sign, but Xavier gave you a short nod and a smile. Wrapping an arm around your waist, Xavier pulled you closer to him, kissing the top of your head before he rested his chin on it.
“Yeah, okay.” While he seemed to let it go for the moment, his earlier declaration that he’d ‘figure it out’ himself left you with the distinct feeling that this wasn’t the end of this conversation.
The conversation didn’t come up for a few days, and it didn’t take you long to stop thinking about the ridiculous question. After all, it would be silly for him to be jealous of himself.
Right? Right.
The forest was quiet at night; the sounds of your footsteps and the breeze brushing through the trees were the only sounds you could hear, which was odd.
Your watch had detected Metaflux energy in this area, but you couldn’t find even a trace of a wanderer around. Looking down at your watch again, you let out a sigh, dropping your hand to your side.
“I could have sworn–”
“What are you doing out here? It’s late.” You recognized the voice immediately, but there was something different about it. Something colder. Spinning around, your eyes wide with surprise, you came face-to-face with Xavier.
No, not Xavier.
Lumiere.
The silver mask covering his eyes shone the reflection of the moon that hung high above both of you, his bright blue eyes lacking the usual warmth you were used to seeing. Instead, there was almost a cold indifference in his beautiful face, one that made him look almost like a stranger.
“Xavier? Are you the reason that I didn’t find any wanderers?”
“Not Xavier.” He said simply before he moved one of his hands from his side, opening his fingers to reveal a protocore.
“Lumiere then?” Lumiere’s eyes moved from your face to the protocore and back up to your face.
“I was on patrol when I came across a bunch of wanderers in the area. So I took care of them.”
Lumiere it is, then. Letting out a soft sigh, you turned the screen of your watch off, stepping closer to Lumiere as he held the protocore out toward you.
Reaching out to grab the protocore, your hand hovered over his. Before you could move any further, the hand underneath yours moved, gloved fingers wrapping around your hand as he squeezed your hand with his, crushing the protocore between your hands into stardust.
“Hey! What are you doing?!” This wasn’t the first time he’d destroyed a protocore in front of you, and you couldn’t understand why he did it this time, just like you couldn’t the first time.
Instead of answering you, Lumiere tugged on your hand, pulling you forward, causing you to stumble into his chest. Before you could push away with your free hand, his other hand wrapped around your waist, holding you tight against him. With your torso flush against his, you could feel his warmth through the layers of fabric separating the two of you.
Your cheeks flushed as you looked up at him, being met with a much softer expression than the one that had initially greeted you. Immediately, you were captivated by his eyes, your own searching for an answer in the silence that stretched between the two of you.
Lumiere’s hand holding your own hand shifted its grip, his fingers lacing between your own as his gaze held your own, giving you no answers. Instead, his hand on your back slid down your spine slowly, his gloved fingers trailing until they pressed against the small of your back, pulling you closer.
Your free hand slid from his chest where it’d planted itself to push away from him, instead moving up to rest on his cheek.
“What’s gotten into you, hm?” You asked, your voice soft and quiet in the night air, not wanting to disturb the silence that stretched around the two of you.
“Nothing.” Lumiere’s head tilted slightly to the side before his gaze left yours, scanning the area for further threats before they came back to land on yours. Without another word, Lumiere bowed his head, pressing his lips against your cheek, then the tip of your nose before finally his lips pressed against your own.
While you were confused, you returned the kiss, stroking your thumb over his cheekbone just under the mask. As his lips brushed against yours, he started to take steps toward you, forcing you to walk backward; the hand on your back keeping you from falling. After just a few steps, you were pressed between Lumiere and a tree, warmth against your chest while the cool, hard wood on your back starkly contrasted it.
“Xav–” You tried to talk, but as you said his name, Lumiere instead kissed you more fiercely, releasing your hand and instead grabbing your chin. The intensity caused your eyes to widen in shock. His eyes were open, watching your reactions, that cold distance back in his eyes, contrasting the heat from his kiss.
As his tongue traced the seam of your lips, you shivered, your fingertips pressing into his cheek before you moved your hand back to his chest, trying to push him back. Instead, Lumiere stepped closer, his body flush against your own.
“Why are you trying to push me away?” His voice came out as a whisper, his lips brushing against yours as he spoke. His breath was hot against your skin as your eyes scanned what you could see of his face.
“Xavier… you’re acting weird.” You responded, not sure how to explain.
“Not Xavier.” Lumiere’s eyes flicked down briefly to look at your lips before they slowly slid back up, looking from one eye to the other. Your cheeks heated, watching his eyes lose just a little bit of their blue to the black that was starting to engulf them from his pupils dilating.
“Lumiere, what’s wrong?”
“Nothing.” That felt like a lie, but before you could call him on it, his lips were on yours again, his breath brushing against your cheek. You tried to push him away again, to talk to him about how weird he was acting, but the little resistance you had faded quickly. Instead of pushing him away, your hand gripped the white fabric of his jacket, holding him in place in front of you.
Lumiere pulled back slightly from the kiss, biting down on your lower lip, tugging it through his teeth, a soft moan escaping you. The hand that was holding your chin lightly tugged at your chin as he spoke quietly against your lips.
“Open your mouth,” Lumiere commanded quietly, and you immediately obeyed, watching a smirk tug at his lips before it quickly disappeared. “Good girl, Starlight.”
Butterflies erupted in your belly, and you took in a sharp breath at the use of his nickname for you. Xavier didn’t use it very often, but you weren’t just dealing with Xavier at that moment. You were dealing with Lumiere. As you took the sharp inhale of breath, Lumiere’s lips covered yours, his tongue sliding between your lips to taste the inside of your mouth. The kiss was addictive as his tongue moved over yours, teasing you in a way that only he ever could.
You’d kissed plenty of boys in your time, but Xavier– no, Lumiere – was the only one who had ever managed to take your breath away. It was as if he was trying to devour every piece of you, every sound you made, every breath you managed to take. He wanted it all for himself with a dizzying intensity.
The hand on your chin slid down to your neck as your own hands slid around to the back of his neck, one hand burying in his hair on the back of his neck, while the other held onto him for dear life. You didn’t know how much time passed, his hand around your neck holding you in place, applying just a little bit of pressure to remind you it was there. It felt good, the pressure and the warmth, though you weren’t used to it.
Xavier didn’t normally hold you still or tell you what to do, but clearly Lumiere did. Turning your head to break the case so you could catch your breath, the hand around your neck tightened, causing your already shaky breath to hitch in your throat.
“That wasn’t enough.” Lumiere breathed, his lips moving to kiss along your jaw up to your ear. Biting the shell of your ear, he gave a small tug, eliciting a moan from you. One of your hands moved to cover your mouth to try and stifle the noises, but it didn’t stay there for long. Instead, Lumiere’s free hand grabbed your wrist, pinning your hand against the tree. Your eyes widened as your heart thrummed in your chest, the heat from the kiss spreading through your whole body, and you couldn’t deny just how wet his kiss alone had made you.
“Don’t cover your mouth.” Lumiere’s tone left no room for refusal, and you didn’t want to refuse him, so you nodded as your fingers pressed into the palm of your hand. “I want to hear your moans, Starlight.”
There was that nickname again. Lumiere was using it a lot freer than Xavier did. Your stomach started doing flips as his gloved hand slowly released your wrist, sliding down your arm to your chest. Massaging one of your breasts through your clothes, Lumiere’s mouth moved back to yours, consuming every breath, sigh, and moan all for himself. You arched into his touch, pushing your chest into his hand, though it didn’t linger long on your chest.
Instead, as his tongue coaxed yours into his mouth, teasing you, his hand slid from your chest to the clasps of your gun holster. With one hand, he easily unhooked the clasp, sliding it from your waist, letting it fall to the ground with a soft thud. His hand then slid over your thigh, pressing his fingers into it as his other hand moved to your other thigh, lifting both of your legs off of the ground. Wordlessly, he moved your legs so they were wrapped around his hips, and your arms hooked around his neck once more, holding onto him for support as he pressed you harder into the tree.
His hips ground into yours and you immediately felt the friction of his cock pressing against your clit. Gasping into the kiss, you tilted your head back.
“H-hold on–”
“No.” Lumiere’s voice was heavy with arousal, the blue eyes behind the mask looking almost black in the moonlight.
“We can’t do this here!” There was no conviction behind what you were saying, but still you protested.
“We can,” Lumiere responded, bowing his head down to press his lips against the sensitive part of your neck Xavier always went for to help get his way. You moaned, your hips pressing down against his as he ground against you again.
“Xav–” One of his hands moved from your thigh, now holding you up with one hand, his hand clasping over your mouth from saying his name. Lumiere’s hips slowly ground into yours at a slow pace, as if he was inside of you fucking you slowly. The friction was driving you inside, the need inside of you amplifying tenfold in just a few short thrusts against you. Pressing your head against the tree, your head tipped back, your eyelids fluttering as the pleasure rocked through you.
Lumiere’s hand slid from your mouth, pressing against the tree to support both of you while his forehead fell to your shoulder.
“Lumiere… please…” That was what he wanted, right? A low groan escaped him when you moaned his ‘name’, his hips grinding hard against yours.
That was absolutely what he wanted.
“Please… what?” His voice was thick with need as he responded, his hips pressed firmly against your own.
“Stop teasing me… Please just… fuck me alrea–” Lumiere’s mouth crashed into your own as his hand moved from the tree back to your thigh, hoisting you away from the tree. Spinning around so his back was pressed against the tree, he slowly slid to the ground, sitting at the foot of the tree with you in his lap, legs no longer wrapped around him. Instead, your knees pressed into the soft ground beneath the both of you.
“Please… please please…” As Lumiere pulled back from the kiss, you pressed your cheek against the side of his head, your lips pressed next to his ear as you begged him for more sweetly. You could feel what little bit of self-control Lumiere had shattering under your pleas.
“Fuck…” Lumiere swore under his breath as his hands moved up your thighs to your waist. His fingers trailed along the top of your pants, his fingers dipping under the fabric briefly until they reached the button of your pants. Once again, with one hand, he easily popped the button open, unzipping your pants.
“Stand up,” Lumiere commanded, and, ignoring the shaking in your legs, you complied, climbing to your feet, your fingers sliding through the hair on the top of his head. Lumiere’s eyes met yours from behind his mask as he looked up at you, his hands gripping your pants and slowly pulling them down your legs. Once the fabric was out of the way and he was able to gain access to you, his hands immediately gripped your hips and pulled you closer to him. Your knees hit the tree as you were pulled closer, his mouth immediately buried between your legs.
Gasping, a moan tore from your throat as your fingers dug into the bark of the tree, your forehead pressing against the hardwood. His tongue immediately found your clit, a satisfied sigh leaving Lumiere as he tasted you. While his mouth teased your clit, one hand ran up your inner thigh, his fingers sliding up higher and higher until his fingers pressed against the sensitive skin of your pussy. You could feel how wet you were as his middle finger pressed against your entrance, the gloved finger slipping inside of you easily.
Biting your lower lip, you pressed your forehead against the tree as he fingered you, his mouth teasing you in the most torturously sweet way. As you felt him graze his teeth over your clit your hips jerked, and you shuddered, holding his hair in your fist. You could feel his intense gaze on your face, watching every reaction behind that silver mask, but you couldn’t look down at him. You knew if you saw him looking up at you between your legs like that you’d cum almost immediately.
“Lumiere, I’m ready just… mmmnn… let me go. My legs are shaking.” You could feel that your legs were about to give out on you, but you didn’t want to fall and make this more embarrassing than it already was. Who got turned on being ate out in the middle of a forest where anyone could walk by and see you?
Apparently, you did.
Lumiere hummed in response, slowly pulling his mouth away from you, licking his lips to get one more taste of you before his finger slowly followed, leaving you feeling empty. Grabbing your hips, Lumiere dragged you down onto his lap, forcing your hips to grind down on his own. As he let out a sigh that sounded relieved, Lumiere dropped his forehead to your shoulder. Immediately, you started rocking your hips against the bulge in his pants, the friction of the fabric against your bare pussy driving you to grind down harder.
“I thought you wanted… me to fuck you.” Lumiere breathed against your shoulder, turning his head to the side so he could look at you out of the corner of his eye.
“I do… but this feels so good.” You murmured back, your breathing ragged as your hips rocked against his. You were so close; you just needed a little bit more. Grabbing one of Lumiere’s wrists, you brought his hand up to your throat, and Lumiere picked his head up, his eyes widening just a fraction before his fingers wrapped around your throat and squeezed.
This time wasn’t as gentle as he’d held you earlier. Instead, it was a firm grip, one you could feel restricting your ability to breathe. And fuck, it felt good. Grinding your hips down on his cock you moaned, your head tilting back, exposing your throat more to him. Lumiere leaned in, his teeth sinking into your covered shoulder as his hand squeezed your throat, and as you started to get lightheaded, fireworks seemed to be set off inside of your abdomen. The intense pleasure started in your stomach, and quickly the heat spread through your whole body as your thighs squeezed his hips. The orgasm combined with the airflow restriction left you lightheaded in the best way.
As the pleasure faded, your tense muscles relaxed and you collapsed against Lumiere, your chest heaving against his as the hand around your neck relaxed before leaving your neck. Both of his hands wrapped around your back, and he leaned forward, slowly shifting your position so you were on your back. Once you were resting on your back, Lumiere pulled back, easily undoing his pants and pulling them down, his cock hard and ready. You wanted to taste the precum that was leaking from him, but at the moment, you just wanted him inside of you. Shifting your hips, you reached out for him, and he immediately covered his body with your own.
“Lumiere, please.” You rocked your hips, feeling the head of his cock pressing against your folds. Biting your lower lip, you kept quietly pleading for him, but Lumiere didn’t react. Confused, you looked up at his face, seeing an expression that you hadn’t been expecting. He looked… jealous. That wasn’t Lumiere; that was Xavier.
Before you could say anything, Xavier’s hips pressed against yours, and with one clean thrust, his cock pushed into your pussy, a cry of surprise and pleasure overwhelming you.
“I knew you liked Lumiere… I didn’t realize it was this much.” Xavier’s voice was laced with pleasure and jealousy, the two feelings battling for his attention. You wanted to argue that you only like Lumiere as much as you like Xavier himself, because they were the same person, but you couldn’t. You couldn’t think as his cock pressed deeper inside of you than his fingers or yours could ever reach. The soft ache of being spread out was immediately replaced with pleasure as his hips pulled back, only to bury himself inside of you again with a quick thrust.
Wrapping your legs around his waist, you hooked your ankles together to keep him from backing away from you. Both of your hands reached up, cupping both of his cheeks in your hands, and you picked your head up off of the ground, crashing your lips into his before he continued to spiral into jealousy. Your tongue slid over his lips, coaxing him to part his lips. Xavier hesitated for a moment, but as he fucked you, he slowly gave in to the kiss, the heat of your kiss being reciprocated as his hips slapped against yours.
Moaning with each thrust as he hit deep inside of you, you tightened your legs around him, shifting your legs down so they were around his hips instead. Squeezing his hips with your thighs, you rocked your hips under his, meeting his own thrusts with your own.
“Xavier…” You breathed against his lips, making a low, satisfied moan as his cock pushed deeper inside of you. Swearing under his breath, he reached up and grabbed the mask on his face, practically ripping it off before he dropped it nearby. Pressing his forehead against yours, he let out a low groan, your walls squeezing his cock as his intense gaze met yours, no longer hidden behind the silver mask.
“That’s right, I’m Xavier.” He breathed back, his mouth moving to your neck, his teeth sinking into the sensitive part of your neck. Giving a soft cry of pleasure, you wrapped your arms around his shoulders, hugging him close to you.
“Harder… fuck me harder.” You begged, and thankfully, after a brief pause in movement, Xavier complied. You could feel his hips slapping against your own, your body bouncing with the force of each of his thrusts.
“That’s it… fuck that feels so good.” Xavier’s teeth eased up on your neck before he pressed his forehead against your shoulder, his breathing ragged.
“You have… to relax your legs Starlight…” He breathed out, trying to coax you to let your vice grip on him go. Each thrust drew him closer to cumming, and you didn’t have any condoms with you.
“No.” You responded shortly, your legs tightening around his hips more. “Cum inside.”
Xavier let out a low groan, his thrusts losing their pace as he grew closer to his release. “I can’t what if–”
“Xavier… fucking cum inside of me.” You paused, kissing the top of his head. “Breed me.”
Immediately, Xavier’s head snapped up, his eyes practically black as the blue was almost completely consumed by his dilated pupils.
“What?”
“Breed. Me.” You repeated, and he let out a shuddering breath. Pulling back slightly, he hooked his elbows on both of your knees, forcing your legs apart. He didn’t stop moving, though; instead he brought your legs up toward your chest.
“Would you–”
“No, Xavier… I would not beg Lumiere to breed me. I want you to cum inside of me. You’re so close I can feel it. Come on… give me what I want.”
Releasing one of your legs after hooking it over his shoulder, Xavier’s fingers dipped between both of you, immediately finding your sensitive clit, pulling a cry from you as the pleasure of him fucking you was amplified as he teased your clit.
“Please!” Your whole body jerked as another orgasm rocked through you, your pussy squeezing his cock like a vice as he continued to move inside of you. As your walls squeezed around him, Xavier’s eyes moved from your face to where you were connected, and he buried himself inside of you so that your hips were flush against each other’s, and he finally succumbed to the pleasure with a low groan.
Sliding one of your hands between the two of you, you pressed your fingers against your abdomen, feeling the warmth of his orgasm bloom inside of you as your own orgasm flooded you, the heat of the pleasure making every part of you tingle.
“There we go…That feels so good.” You whispered between pants, giving Xavier a smile. Reaching up, you wrapped your arms around his shoulders, tugging him down into a hug.
“I love you.” You whispered against his ear, kissing it before you pulled back, watching his face as it twisted in pleasure. “You, Xavier. I love you.”
Xavier’s eyes opened briefly, his chest heaving with effort as his hazy gaze met your own.
“I love you too.” He responded, a small smile forming on his face, his cheek flushed from the effort and pleasure he was feeling. Kissing him slowly, you relaxed as he shifted your positions again, rolling so that you were on top of him, his fingers brushing through your hair.
Xavier’s eyes closed as his chest rose and fell, his breathing slowly evening out as you lay on top of him, content to lie there as he played with your hair and just basked in the attention.
“I didn’t hurt you, did I?”
“Hmm…?” Confused, you thought back on what had happened before realizing what he was talking about. “No, Xavier, you choking me felt good. I wanted it.”
Xavier nodded slowly, accepting what you were saying, seeming more amiable than he had earlier. Slowly, once both of you had cuddled and caught your breath, you raised your hips, shivering as his cock slid out of you.
“Now… let’s go home and fall into bed. You aren’t done breeding me, but I really would rather be fucked into a soft bed.”
Xavier let out a breathy chuckle in response, sitting up as you slid your pants back on, the feeling of his cum inside of you making you shiver.
“Yeah, let’s go home. I’ll carry you, Starlight.”