Innocent wasn't an appropriate word for Xavier, especially when he was drunk and intoxicated.

That clarifies why he's currently pressing you down on the bed, his body nestled between your legs, his head lingering around your neck and shoulder, inhaling your perfume.

"...why do you smell so intoxicating?"

His voice is thick in the murmurs. He inhaled, soaking in your fragrant scent. His hand reaches out to grab your neck, keeping you from moving in his grip.

"I want to eat you..."