So Damn Cute

So damn cute 🥺

sylus is a girl dad, mainly looking from his newest card, he's defintely a girl dad.

just imagine waking up to find him gone from bed. you stretch and turn to get up- on your way to find him. walking along the halls of the mansion until you stop by the room of your daughter- sylus, boss of onichynus, braiding his daughters hair as she gigglea and tells him about what happened in class yesterday.

"hi momm!! look! papa braided my hair!!" the small girl twirls to let you see how pretty her new braids were.

you pick up your little angel, letting her sit idly in her arms as she continues where she last left off with her father off.

as you take a seat beside your husband on the silk cushions of luxury, your daughter now on your lap, holding her like how you would with a cat.

she laid down on both of your laps while intently hearing her out on why pink is better than beige.

"i'm afraid mommy has to disagree." she pouts at you. "whyyyy!! look, pink is better!" she gets up and grabs your arm with her little fingers. she put her small arm next to yours, comparing her light pink pjs to your beige nightgown.

"well, mommy looks better in beige." "no, pink!" "beige." "piiiink!!"

you continued to bicker playfully with your daughter, but you noticed in the edge of your view, a loving gaze from sylus.

"i think both colors are great, c'mon." he gave a little push from his fingers onto your daughter's back.

"fine, jus' cuz momma looks good in everything." she smiles. "you're even prettier." "no you are!'

here we go again. he's gonna get you pregnant again.

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―୨୧⋆ ˚GENRE/WARNING: smut, jealous sylus, mirror kink, slight bondage, breeding kink, orgasm denial, orgasm control, mirror sex, porn w/ little plot, alcohol mention. ―୨୧⋆ ˚SUMMARY: While attending a high-society event, Sylus experiences a slip of professionalism as he slowly becomes consumed by his jealousy and his fantasy after watching his partner in crime flirt with their target.

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―୨୧⋆ ˚A/N: Hello! This is my first real post on here. It's been a while since I've written so it may be a bit rusty, but I hope you enjoy! (I did go back and edit this a couple times cause I kept getting ideas, so if you’re revisiting, I hope you enjoy~)

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In the time that you’ve known Sylus, it was a rather intriguing fact that the crimson eyed crow had quite the fascination for mirrors. If you recall correctly, he had quite a few decorative mirrors displayed throughout his apartment, either  adorned with beautifully intricate details or simply sleek yet classy designs. It was very crow-like behavior to collect shiny things, however, for a man like Sylus it wasn’t completely in character for him.

You hadn’t given it much thought before now, that was, not until you caught Sylus gazing intently at you through the reflection of the mirror whilst you put on the finishing touches to your makeup. You locked eyes with him, watching a smirk slip onto the man’s face, shamelessly checking you out. You rolled your eyes and went back to doing your makeup.

Slowly and deliberately, you brought your lip gloss to your lips, applying it in a rather sensual and seductive way, something Sylus took the liberty in enjoying, the way your lips moved against the tube. He began to get lost in thought, indulging in the idea of kissing you right there and then, watching your lips become glossy, looking plush like pillows that he so desperately wanted to lay his lips on.

“Ok, I’m ready, let’s go.” You chirped, turning on your heel to face him. Sylus remained silent as he stared at you, his gaze dark and unwavering, eyes slowly trailing down your body, loving the way your custom tailored dress hugged your body just right, memorizing the way it twisted and curved against your skin.

He couldn’t help the movement of his body, the sound of his polished dress shoes clicking against the floor. Your eyes followed him till his body was pressed up against yours, arms slipping around your waist. “God, you’re beautiful. I’ll never get tired of this.” He says just above a whisper as his eyes flicker down to your lips once more.

You blush lightly, a smirk gracing your features as you put your arms around his neck, bringing him even closer to you. “For you, Love? I’ll do it again and again.” You said in a rather teasing manner as your lips brushed against his slightly. You knew exactly what that would do to him and it was driving him crazy.

The two of you stood there holding each other, gazes burning hot, the tension in the air so thick you could slice it with a knife. Sylus’s arms snake around you as he backs you into the vanity mirror behind you, taking a quick glance at the reflection, seeing how small you were against him.

Just as the desire was nearly flooding his brain, he cleared his throat and pulled back slightly. composing himself a little “We better get going or we won’t make it at all.” His voice low and gruff as he pulls away before his restraint gets tossed out the window. “Shall we?” Holding out his arm, ready for you to take it.

You smooth out your dress before linking your arm in his, taking your assigned spot at his side. Sylus led the two of you out the door and to his Maserati, opening the passenger door for you with practiced elegance. Like the gentleman he was, he ensured your dress was carefully tucked inside before gently closing it and heading to the driver’s side.

He hopped into the car and started the ignition before bolting off with speed. While he drove, the two of you reviewed the details of the mission, afterall it was the whole reason you were going to the damn party to begin with. “Stay close when the targets bite,” you had reminded him, almost shivering at the recollection of just how many creeps were really out there.

“You know how men can be..” He flashed you his confident, signature smirk “Now Sweetie, you know that I would never leave your side.” He said it rather smugly, causing you to giggle despite the slight tension that lingered in the air.

Upon arrival at the party scene, the place was dimly lit. The small chatter and occasional laughter filled the otherwise quiet atmosphere. You and Sylus looked at each other, giving one final nod before parting ways to carry out your assigned tasks. You had positioned yourself at the bar, using Sylus’s black card to buy yourself a drink, all part of the wonderful ruse you were putting together.

The bartender had come back with a glass of red wine, and almost as if on queue, one of your targets had just happened to slide up beside you. “What’s a beautiful lady like you doing all alone at the bar? No escort?” he asked, his eyes hungrily drinking you in. You brought the wine glass to your lips, looking at the man while doing so, sipping at the deep red liquid.

Feigning interest in the unfortunate man, you then took the glass away from your lips before speaking “Enjoying a quiet moment.” your voice as smooth as the alcohol you just drank. You put on an innocent yet seductive smile, watching your target carefully. He took that as an invitation to lean closer to you, his breath reeking of cigarettes and alcohol.

“You don’t seem like the type to be alone.” Doing your best not to curl away from his antics, you looked at him up and down, eyes slowly trailing his body, such a convincing act you put on. “Maybe I was just waiting for the right company.” You tease, swirling the wine in your glass before setting it down.

The man before you gave a smirk, convinced that he was making significant progress with you as you played into his game. “Well it looks like you’ve found it.” You let out a soft giggle and proceeded to continue in the meaningless conversation with the man. Sylus was on the other end of the carefully concealed earpiece, hearing absolutely everything that was going on.

That last giggle you had let out, only added fuel to the fire of his growing irritation. Groaning in frustration, as that behavior was typically reserved for him and him only, but alas, he was here to help complete a mission and he wasn’t going to let his possessive nature get the best of him.

As luck would have it, you managed to extract the information you needed from the sad excuse of a man, before putting on one last Oscar worthy act and bidding him a farewell. As you walked away, you let out a breath you didn’t know you were holding. The tension finally leaving your body as you headed towards the bathroom to get away from all the noise. 

With a more clear head, it dawned on you that you had not heard from Sylus since you had flirted with the man at the bar. Ultimately, that was not the most pressing matter considering that he could handle himself. You’d look for him after getting the chance to breathe and splash yourself with some cold water.

As you turned the corner to open the bathroom door, you felt a firm grip on your arm, spinning you around before cupping a hand over your mouth, preventing you from yelping. You wanted to shriek, not knowing yet who it was, heart beating out of your chest.

With a surprised expression, you are met with none other than the crimson eyed man, his look almost disheveled as he holds you against the wall. You relax, now fully processing that it was no intruder. You pull his hand away from your mouth gently “God, you scared the hell out of me, Sy.” you eye him up and down, he didn’t look as composed as he normally did, breath ragged and dripping with need.

“Sorry, Love, I didn’t mean to startle you.” He was almost breathless as he spoke, this you found somewhat amusing. He was normally such a composed man, never letting anything tarnish his front. Hands on our hips and a smirk on your face, you began to question the man.

“What happened to y-” you were cut off as he quickly pulled the two of you into the bathroom, locking the door behind him. You watched him stand there momentarily, still facing the door, before you decided to turn to the sink and splash your neck with some cold water.

As you turn off the faucet, the handle coming to a stop with a squeak, you could see Sylus gazing at you through the mirror, just like he did earlier that evening. His eyes examining you hungrily as tendrils of your hair stuck to your neck, wet from the water. Droplets running slowly down your skin before pooling in your collarbone, highlighting them in such a delicious manner that he could not resist. His clothes began to feel tight against his skin and he could no longer resist his urges.

Once again you heard the clicking of his polished dress shoes against the floor as he steps closer to you, eyes dark with desire, admiring how the dress hugged your figure in ways that made him go feral. Your attempt to turn around was quickly interrupted by his deep sultry voice and his hands steading you by the hips. “Don’t turn around..” he murmured as he pulled you closer to him.

His crotch was flush against your bottom, face burning up slightly as you could feel him, all of him. You instinctively exposed your neck for him, and he eagerly latched his lips onto the skin where your neck and shoulder meet, eyes boring deep into you. He enjoyed watching every second of what he was doing to you, seeing how your eyebrows furrowed in a way he found so cute whilst your mouth began to hang open, pants and gasps pouring out of you.

You moaned softly as you felt the suction from his lips against your skin “Sylus..not here-” your head began to turn towards his direction but was quickly interjected by his hand gripping your jaw gently yet firmly, turning your head back towards the mirror “Eyes on the mirror, Kitten.”

Before you could even protest, the man drew out, yet another moan from your lips, littering your neck with kisses and love bites. Your body grew weaker with each passing second and you could feel yourself about to collapse from pleasure. Bracing yourself for his lustful antics, you put your arms on the sink, propping your body up while his arms trailed and roamed. “Sy…hng..wait..” you were hushed once more . He bared his teeth, revealing his little fangs that you love so much, and sunk them into your skin, effectively hushing you momentarily. “Shhh, let me have this. I didn’t like the way you were flirting with that man.”

The mirror before you was already starting to fog up. It would have only gotten foggier if not for the knock on the door, immediately alerting you two that your time was up. “That’s ok, we can finish this up at home.” Sylus then picked you up and threw you over his shoulder leaving you blushing and covering your face as the man waiting outside the door witnessed the scene and almost went pale.

“Sylus! Put me down!” you whined and proteste, thumping your fists against his string back, but the man was on a mission and had only one thing on his mind. You. He placed you gently in the passenger seat of the car and went around the front before getting in the driver’s seat, not hesitating to start the car before speeding off once more.

The two of you arrive back at home, the twins waiting to greet you both. Without giving you the chance to say anything to either of them, Sylus picked you up and slung you over his shoulder whilst he tossed them the keys to his car. Without saying a word, they understood exactly what their boss wanted.

The two of them waved at you, snickering at what they could only guess what was to happen between the two of you. Having given up ages ago, you let Sylus carry you back into his room before tossing you gently onto the bed. His lips were quick to latch onto yours pulling you in for a heated kiss, the silence of the air being filled with ragged breaths and lips smacking.

Pulling away from you, you could see the lip gloss now staining his lips, a red and glossy streak outstretched past the corner of his mouth. He leaned back down for another, not giving you much time to breathe, your flavor too intoxicating for him to get enough of. He took your lips with a hunger you knew deep down could only be satisfied in one way.

The noise of it all reached your ears, causing your face to burn even hotter whilst you felt his hands snake up your body, slowly peeling your dress off of you. His lips left yours and began to trail down your body, taking his time with each kiss and bite he planted against your skin “You’re so beautiful, I could do this all night long.” He murmurs against your skin, bringing the strap of your dress lower and till he could slip your breasts out.

You and Sylus may have done this a couple times, but you somehow were shy each time you did it, resulting in you always covering yourself up. Sylus then brings his hands to yours, gently holding your wrist as he pulls your arms away “Don’t hide from me, Love.”

He takes your wrists in one hand, planting soft kisses on it and then pins them above your head, leaving the other to roam freely. His lips eagerly latch onto your nipple, causing you to moan and arch your back, further shoving your breasts in his face. “Sylus~” the sound of you moaning out his name was driving him up the wall and it only made his blood run hot through his veins, he couldn’t stay away and it spurred him on further.

Letting your wrist go and holding your hips with both his hands, your fingers get tangled in his ashy silver hair while you get lost in the pleasure of his lips. You then see his eyes flicker for a moment, following his gaze, your eyes landed on the beautifully carved mirror with golden trimmings that sat not too far from bed.

He slips your dress off completely in the process as he scoots the two of you closer to the mirror. His lips never once leaving your body. Gently, he flips you over onto your stomach, fingers delicately tracing your spine as he takes off his tie.

“Put your hands out in front of you.” You do as he says without question and stick both your hands out in front of you. He then leans over you  bringing the tie to your wrist, binding them together “Face down, ass up.” He says in a commanding tone. Not questioning his authority, you shuffle and scoot, shifting your weight from your stomach to your knees and elbows, your pussy clenching around nothing as it dripped with your arousal.

Your scent hits Sylus’s nose, rushing almost immediately to his cock as he lets out a soft hum, watching as you flutter around nothing, almost as if it was an invitation for him to sink into your walls right at that moment.and so he did just that, quickly slipping himself out of his pants, unable to resist any longer, and positioned himself behind you. You watched all of this from the mirror positioned near his bed, hiding your face when the two of you made eye contact through the reflection.

Sylus bends over you, gripping your chin and turning your head, forcing you to look at the reflection. “Watch.” He growls into your ear as he’s teasing your entrance with the tip of his cock. Your face begins to contort into a pleasurable expression as you feel him slowly sliding into you. You can hear a groan escape his lips as he pushes himself to the hilt, letting out ragged, needy breaths.

He was kind enough to give you a few moments to adjust to his size. Slowly, he pulled out, leaving just the tip inside before slamming back into you, a force so strong, your body lurched forward. Unable to catch yourself, you tried your best to support your body with shaky arms. The instant pleasure that came to you from his forceful thrust had your eyes rolling to the back of your head.

He caught a glimpse of your blissed out face, smirking whilst he continued to thrust into you, his pace picking up as his gentleness was now replaced with an almost jealous vigor. You struggled with keeping your eyes trained on the mirror ahead of you and proceeded to burry your face in the mattress in an attempt to muffle your cries that sounded out into the empty as well as hide your embarrassment.

You felt his hand snake around your neck pulling you out of the mattress and into the air, having your body nearly pressed up against his. He turns your head to the mirror once more “Be a good girl and watch how I fuck you.” but you couldn’t bring yourself to do it. You knew it would be the beginning of your unraveling.

“N-No ah!” Sylus gave one particularly hard, angled, purposeful thrust, forcing your eyes to fly open and look at the sight before you. Your neck was littered with marks and bites from earlier that night while he drove his cock further into you, watching you cry out in the reflection of the mirror.

“Now, was that so hard?” he purred out, feeling you clench impossibly tighter around him whilst you watched both your bodies collide in a sweaty tango. You were too lost in pleasure to even answer his question. Jaw hanging slack, more moans spilled from your mouth while your mind went blank.

“Answer me.” He shoved himself even deeper into you, the tip of his cock kissing your cervix as you cried out, tears brimming your eyes “No! It wasn’t-” A satisfied smirk made its way to Sylus’s face knowing that only he could get you like this.  Absolutely needy and desperate for him, too sex dazed to think about anything else besides the feeling of him thrusting in and out of you.

“Letting that disgusting man near you like that..and flirting with him,” He leaned down, his pace unrelenting. Whispering in your ear “It was on purpose wasn’t it?” You couldn’t deny that you enjoyed teasing Sylus, but had you known you’d be punished like this tonight, you might have reevaluated your decision.

You never thought Sylus to be the jealous type, yet here he was, plowing into you with such vigor and jealousy, ridding your brain of any of the occurrences from earlier that night, only able to think of him and the way he ravished your body.

“Wasn’t..on purpose, hah-” you moaned out, feeling yourself nearing your peak. Sylus took note, accustomed to every little change that happened within your body. “Liar.” He felt the slight twitch of your walls around him. He picked up the pace, pounding into you deliciously, the restriction of your warm  walls, enticing his own release, but he wasn’t ready to let go, not yet.

“Sylus!” You scream out, feeling yourself nearly coming undone. Like the evil bastard he was, he slowed down before coming to a complete stop, watching your worm in frustration, chasing your fading climax before huffing out. “Why?!” your hips chased his own as he pulled away slightly, still attempting to seek out your release.

“Because teases don’t get what they want.” He said as he was now turning you on your back. You were now staring into his eyes, dark and clouded with lust. The look on his face only making you want to submit to him, his power something that you could never challenge, even if you wanted to. “Sy-aahhh.”

Your attempt to call out his name was promptly interrupted by him sliding back into your slick, sensitive walls, Pushing your thighs up, knees almost at your head. You clenched tightly around him, feeling as if you’d come undone right then and there. “Sylus, please-please let m-”

He put a finger to your lips, hushing you one more time. “You’re going to be a good girl and take what I give you.” He’s now grabbing your tied up wrist, pulling you onto his cock as he grits his teeth. “And don’t you dare cum until I let you.” You whimpered at his request, but what could you do besides hold of the best you could.

You didn’t notice it at first, but when you finally opened your eyes fully, the air left your lungs at the sight before you. “Sy, when did you-ah~have-“ he quickly interrupted you, still thrusting in and out of you. “Had it installed..while we were out..”he groaned out. Your heart beats fast out of your chest staring at the reflection.

If you didn’t have a thing for mirrors before, you definitely did now. Eyes trained on the mirror in the ceiling, watching  his back muscles tense and flex as he plowed into you. You wanted so desperately to wrap your arms around him and claw his back but you can’t.

Oh how you’d love to see his skin littered by scratch marks. Especially from this view, red marks against his pale skin would be such an enticing sight. The thought of it making you clench even harder around him.

“S-Sylus. Hands. Please?” Mewling out, hoping he pities your desperate cries. Grunting, he shakes his head, hips still thrusting mercilessly. “Not…yet..kitten.” You clenched around him harder, listening to the skin slap and seeing his reflection in the mirror above.

He notices the little changes, how whiny you’ve become, gaze fixed past his head, feeling you constrict around him tighter than before “You like it?” He asked, beginning to smirk. All you could do was nod your head yes as his pace was relentless.

He continued thrusting vigorously into you, the feeling of pleasure running hot in your veins as you let out the most satisfied moan. Sylus watched, moans spilling out uncontrollably whilst your mind got clouded with pleasure, watching you get lost in the feeling of his cock driving deep into you and whatever fantasy has you so dazed.

Watching you so lost in pleasure began to make his own desire rise as his thrusts became more forceful and intentful. Not sure how much longer he could last, he tugged your bound wrists harder, slipping his other hand down to where the two of you were joined, thumbing your clit, rubbing it in circles.

Your body began to convulse and twitch uncontrollably, your moans only getting louder and higher in pitch as your legs began to shake. You looked into his deep crimson eyes, tears brimming your own as you silently begged for him to let you finish, unable to say much besides babble incoherently.

His thrusts became more erratic as he chased his own climax, feeling your gummy walls starting to restrict around him once more. Pounding into you mercilessly, glancing up at the mirror to watch how your body squirmed and writhed against his steel strong grip. 

Unable to hold off much longer, Sylus bends down and whispers into your ear, urging you to cum for him. “Hng-be a good girl for me, Kitten. Cum for me.” he chanted over and over into your ear, his mind starting to go blank from the pleasure as his climax approached, hips moving faster and sloppier.

You couldn’t hold yourself any longer. Letting go, you finally hit your climax, cumming hard whilst your body trembled and your eyes rolled back, tears staining your cheeks and spit dribbling  down the side of your mouth. “Sylus!~” You moaned his name one final time before your body went limp.

Hearing you moan his name like that was something he couldn’t resist, his hips moving quickly and erratically as his own orgasm teetered on the edge. It took one last involuntary squeeze from your pussy for him to spill his load inside you. Groaning and moaning as his hips jerked, shoving his seed deeper into you, while he pulled on your restraints, pulling you further into his cock, before collapsing on top of you.

The two of you lay there, panting, breathless, and absolutely fucked out. Bodies quivering with the aftershocks of your orgasm as you open your mouth to speak. Your throat was dry and your voice was hoarse. “You were that jealous huh?” Sylus rolled his eyes at your question.

Pulling out slowly, hissing at the way your walls clenched around him, almost as if inviting him back in. He undid the tie cuffs he had made before picking you up and heading to the bathroom.

“Shut up..” he scoffed as a smile creeped onto his face. 

Ok 2 things:

- Do I make a tag list you can sign up for? (Idk how easy those are to maintain tho, still new to all this)

- I’m open to prompts, I’m kinda bored and lack ideas rn so throw some ideas at me pls, I’ll write for any of the LADS men

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I really am trying to write more about the other boys but my Sylus and Rafayel brainrot is horrible omg

I truly believe that the grapes in Rafayel’s card are only rare cause they were aphrodisiacs.

Look at his behavior, it was like the perfume all over again- 😳

Edit: I wrote a fic based on this idea so enjoy!