[🔞; #xavier takes full advantage of the full-length mirror in your room...]

It was his idea to buy the mirror... It was also his idea to set it up right at the front of your shared bed...

It all started out with a movie, one that Xavier wasn't paying attention to in the slightest. He lounged back on the couch, his arm slung behind you as you lay half on his chest and half on the couch. 

But, of course, that soon turned into slow, intimate kisses. Before you knew it, you were picked up and brought to the bedroom.

"I have an idea, princess," Xavier said, and that was all it took to become putty in his hands.

Now, with Xavier sitting against the headboard, completely bare of any clothing, he pulls you down into his lap. With practiced ease, his legs hook into yours, pulling your thighs wide open. His feet brush along your ankles, anchoring you to the bed while also ensuring that you can't hide yourself away. 

The mirror...

"Now you can see how beautiful you are." Xavier's lips meet your neck in a soft kiss, and warmth spreads from the place he touches. Cold air hits your soaked folds, and your head falls back to his shoulder. 

With the click of his tongue, his hand leaves your stomach to grasp your chin. "No, no." He tuts, sucking a mark just below your ear. When he speaks again, it's a low husk that vibrates through your whole body. "I want you to watch what I do, princess."

First, his hands brush along your collarbones, tracing along your skin and leaving goosebumps in its wake. The sensation makes you shiver, hips jerking back against his hard length. A low growl comes from his clenched teeth, nipping at your neck.

"Look at these tits," his palms cup both of your breasts, kneading the flesh. Your eyes meet his in the mirror, seeing the intense desire in his gaze. Then, you trail down to watch his fingers pinch both of your nipples, rolling them as they pebble and turn darker. "So beautiful and so sensitive."

"Xav-"

"Oh, I know, princess." He purrs, his wet lips trailing all along the path of your neck. "My hands feel so good, don't they? They're nothing like your own."

His words wash over you, your hips bucking back against him while also trying to beg in some way for release. You need him.

While one hand remains on your breast, the other travels down your side to rest on your hip. In the mirror, his smile widens, eyes still locked on your face. "I like the way my hands fit perfectly on your hips, the way I can pull you onto my cock, fill you up with all my cum." 

His index finger traces your hip bone, pressing down just enough to draw a whine from your lips. "I like the marks I make there, and I love it when you see what I did the morning after."

It isn't until both of his hands grip the inside of your thighs, using his legs to spread your legs even wider. Your pussy is dripping, glistening in the soft lights in your room. As his breath fans out across your neck, your hole clenches in anticipation.

"Such a pretty pussy," he whispers, dipping his finger in your arousal and bringing it up to your lips. "Taste yourself, princess. Taste what I do to you." 

Your lips wrap around his digit, letting him press down on your tongue. His own groan sends shocks through you, your stomach tightening at the realization of what you do to him without actually touching him.

"I love tasting you, making you come around my tongue." He says while the other hand lightly circles your clit. "You love it too, don't you?"

"Yes, fuck." It comes out as more of a desperate plea, your body shaking slightly in anticipation as his finger - now wet with your spit - slowly pushes inside. 

"So tight, princess..." He hums, and you watch his tongue trace the top of your shoulder. "It's going to feel amazing around my cock."

"Please-"

"Shhhh, patience." There is a teasing lilt to his voice as he thrusts a few times with just one finger. "It's not enough, right? You need more?"

With a nod, you try to beg him with your eyes. He only chuckles, adding his middle finger while he speeds up his hand on your clit. 

"Don't look at my face, princess." His eyes flicker down to your pussy. "Watch how your pussy is filled by my fingers... Your pretty pretty pussy, all mine to play with."

Your eyes move to your pussy, watching and feeling the stretch as he slows his thrusts down to a tantalizing rhythm. You needed more, but you had to admit the way his fingers curled inside you was going to get you there.

A soft whimper of his name comes from your lips, throat tightening as he increases the pressure on your clit. Your clenching so hard around his fingers, pulling a few groans from your boyfriend, himself. He enjoyed it, playing with you like this, denying his own pleasure just to see it on your face.

"Want to bury my face in there, live between your legs for the rest of my life." He growls, making sure his feet are holding your legs open. "You make the most beautiful noises, princess... I should record them next time..."

Another whine, and you can't keep your eyes open for much longer. Electricity shoots through your veins, pulling you so close to the edge.

"Are you going to cum? All over my fingers?" When you nod, you're met with a sudden emptiness and the feeling of being wrenched away from the most thrilling experience of your life.

As soon as you meet Xavier's eyes in the mirror, your heart skips a beat at the hungry look in his eyes. In a movement too quick for you to register, he's flipped you over. 

With your face pushed into the mattress, you can only moan in wanton need as one of Xavier's hands rests between your shoulder blades. Then, the familiar feeling of his cock slapping against your soaked hole.

"I'm being selfish right now, princess." His saccharine-sweet tone brings goosebumps to your arms. It isn't until he slips the head of his length that he speaks through clenched teeth. "I want to feel you suck me dry."

"You want to come around my cock, right?" 

You're too overwhelmed with feelings, the sensations of his tip slipping inside inch by slow inch, almost making you buck back to finally have him where you need him. The only thing you can think of is Xavier and his cock.

"Awe," he coos, his lips pressing gentle kisses along your back as he finally bottoms out inside you. "All you can think about is my cock, right?"

"Hng-"

Grinding against your ass, he pulls noise after desperate noise from you. Before he begins his thrusts, he leans down so his lips are right by your ear.

"There you go, princess. I want you to focus on my cock and how good it feels..." He nips at your earlobe, his voice dropping even deeper. "And how good it's going to feel when I fill you to the brim with my cum."
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