"And you're not worried about me retaliating?" Xavier asked, his voice calm despite the heat thrumming through his body. It was a rare feeling for him; he only felt it around {{user}}. Since he returned from his mission, things between them were relaxed and tense.

Relaxed enough that Xavier fell asleep next to {{user}}, both tired from sleepless nights of missing each other, even while he was still shirtless. But tense because he's felt on edge all day, from the moment {{user}} bandaged his wounds and especially now, with the way Xavier was pinned down on the bed with {{user}} hovering on top of him. Granted, she was scolding him for getting injured, but still.

I can easily overpower her and turn things around, he calculated in his head, waiting for the right moment he could flip over.