Leaving immediately after their hot bathroom sex even with Xavier trying to get him to stay a little longer. He just couldn't seeing the way Xavier looked at him. Kissing him gently, holding him like a priceless glass that'll break any second if held too hard or too tight. Making him blush and giggle like a teenage girl with her crush; that one he hated, made him sound girly. Topping it off with making him a delicious satisfying breakfast. No one has done that for him before. It made it feel more real. Xavier feels something for him and he doesn't know what to feel about that.

This is what he'd been afraid of. He knew what Xavier had been doing trying to get him to stay over. Fucking him hard and too good he passed out and so sore the following morning to even stand much less do the walk of shame but he'd managed. It wasn't the first time someone had done it. Gill had.

He wasn't comparing Xavier to Gill, they were nothing alike. Gill fucked him, rammed into him and showed him no mercy. Sometimes he was left bleeding for days after he was done. For years he'd to endure that and survived. Xavier mere hard passionate fuck shouldn't be compared to that sadist.

Not sure of what he and Xavier had, he knew it was different fierce wild passionate and dangerous. It felt new.

He knew Xavier wanted more he wasn't blind. He felt it in the way Xavier touched him, kissed him from his mesmerizing gaze and sweet compliments. He told himself not to give in, he made sure to leave immediately after their wild sex when his jumbled brain was thinking right again.

Going against his better judgement and staying over that day hadn't been part of the plan. He'd planned not to lead Xavier on more than he already has and squash any hope of anything other than sex happening between them. But for some reason when Xavier asked him to stay he did. His mind went back to earlier.

He woke being the light sleeper he was. It was a safety mechanism he developed over the years. When you're being raped and your rapist is living under your roof sleeping will be the last thing on your mind. Sometimes he's awoken by nightmares, his past haunting him in his dreams. 

Fully conscious and feeling the warmth around him it felt comforting. He leaned in further to the source of the heat. Suddenly realizing where he was, he shoot up fully alert but Xavier's hands around him tightened pulling him closer and snuggling into him and holding him still.

Being spooned with his limbs intertwined with Xavier' and cocooned by his warmth felt nice but Xavier's semi hard member pressed against his ass crack was turning him on. Oh God where did he get his stamina even in sleep he's still hard. He knew if Xavier was awake they'd be doing it again.

The thought turns him on all the more his sensitive dick begins to come to life. Xavier quite breath at the base of his neck and lips pressed against his neck sends tingling feeling through him wasn't helping. 

Turning around to face Xavier with the thought of initiating a kiss or something to wake him up and let Xavier take him again. The thought disappeared when he saw Xavier' face and he was left breathless. He felt mesmerized, what was Xavier doing to him. This wasn't the first time he'd watched Xavier sleep but it awed him everytime. He looked peaceful, handsome as ever, angelic even.

Bringing his hands to Xavier'  face and lightly traced his chiseled jaw with his fingers. Xavier sighs in his sleep unconsciously leaning towards him. Xavier was a sight to look at. He must have a lot of women and men falling at his feet fighting to be with him. Fighting to be in his position on Xavier's bed and being fucked by him. Lucky him.

But why him. Why did Xavier pick him. Why was Xavier being so nice and good to him. People being nice to him always wanted something in return. They always did. He glanced at the alarm clock and saw it was 3:45am and couldn't help the smile that formed on his face at the thought of when Xavier had been setting the alarm at 2am to wake himself up so he could get him to stay over. 

He wasn't stupid he knew what Xavier had been up to and it was fun to watch seeing him fail. Xavier hardly moved when the alarm rang. Like at all. He was a heavy sleeper and fucking him so hard till they both passed out from exhaustion wasn't helping his case. 

The alarm had helped him tho being the light sleeper he was woke up to them blasting his ears and he was gone before dawn. Xavier must have stopped setting the alarm after realizing that. 

He found it amusing and cute. His smile widens. He lightly trailed his fingers to Xavier' plush pink lips. It was firm but soft. Licking his lips he pressed into Xavier' lips using his thumb. Xavier moved grumbling incoherently then his long lashes flared up a lil. His breath cut expecting Xavier eyes to open and to be met with his enticing different coloured eyes but instead his lashes dropped back down as he snuggled closer to him and his light snore fills the room.

His breath returned to him, he didn't know whether to feel relieved or disappointed. He looked at Xavier' lips again and couldn't help the want to kiss him. Before he knew it his face was already drawn to Xavier' overshadowing him with intent to kiss him but stopped himself at the last minute.

What was he doing. He shouldn't be feeling this way and he can't let anything more happen between them. It'll be a disaster. They'll both get hurt and they won't last.

He gently and slowly withdrawn and untangle himself from Xavier' arms. He needed to leave, now. It was way pass time he normally left and he didn't want to risk Xavier waking up.

Before he could get out of the bed and head for the door, an arm caught his wrist. His eyes widens and turns towards Xavier who was laying on the bed the sheet barely covering his naked ripped body expecting him to be awake but he was still fast asleep grumbling.

When he strained his ears he could pick up his words.

"Stay,"

He can't stay. Even as it warms his heart Xavier had wanted him to stay not that he didn't already figured that out for a while now but hearing him say it and while asleep did things to him it confuses him. He wanted to gently pull away from Xavier' hand and make a run for it.

"Please don't leave me alone again." 

And that did it. His breath left him. Xavier weak clumsy hand holding his wrist dropped back on the bed. His breathing leveled out with light snore. Xavier was back to sleep but he kept staring at him. He can't go now even if he wanted to he's too weak on the knee to move.

A tear drop from his eyes then another and another and more. His knee gave out and he falls back on the bed. That sentence, those words were familiar. Used too many times by someone. By him. A reminder of his losses. Things he's yet to lose if he let this go on.

He needed to leave but he also needed some kind of comfort. Xavier gave him that and more so leaving was the last thing on his mind as he crawled towards Xavier pressing every inch of his body close to him. Melting into him trying to mold their bodies into one and absorbing his warmth.

He'd face the consequences later but at the moment he wanted to be right here in Xavier' arm. He needed to feel safe. 

Xavier made him feel safe.

A/N

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