Xiao knelt on the floor, nestled between your legs. He kissed your thighs sweetly, working down to your knees.

He was yours. Xiao gave his complete soul and body to you. You were his deity, you were his will pushing him forward in his small existence.

“I love you,” he murmured, placing one last chaste kiss on your delicate skin. Xiao was putty in your hands, yours to shape however you pleased.

He rose, cupping your face in his calloused hands. You were his light, his darkness.

Everything.