Scent Feral: All Men

✧༺┆✦ʚScent Feral: All Menɞ✦┆༻✩

―୨୧⋆ ˚GENRE/WARNING: smut, eating out, begging, feral, primal, overstimulation, orgasm control, porn w/ no plot, edging.

―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.

―୨୧⋆ ˚TOTAL WORD COUNT: N/A

―୨୧⋆ ˚A/N: Hello! Before you read this, just wanted to let you know that I’ll be updating with the different boys. I only have Sylus’s done rn cause brain rot but stay tuned for the rest <3

―୨୧⋆ ˚LINKS: AO3, Twitter(come interact with me!)

Sylus

―୨୧⋆ ˚WORD COUNT: 1.4K

―୨୧⋆ ˚SUMMARY: You had come back from a party, satisfied yet tired and ready to slump into the arms of your man. However, he had other plans in mind the moment he got a whiff of your scent.

―୨୧⋆ ˚LINKS: AO3

You had just come back from a party hosted by one of your work friends. It was a rather casual event but that didn’t stop you from achieving a sophisticated and clean look. However, it was rather exhausting for that very reason. Slipping your shoes off at the doorway, you sighed out in relief because, finally, you were home.

Calling out into the silence, hoping the crow man would hear you, you were happy to hear his padded footsteps making their way towards you. “Welcome back, Dove.” he said whilst slipping an arm around your waist and planting a kiss on your forehead. You giggled tiredly and leaned into his embrace “Hey, Sy.” He pulled away from you, his arm slipping from your waist to your hand, giving a whistle and twirling you as he took a look at you.

“Always so gorgeous.” He never failed to make you feel beautiful, no matter what you did or what you wore. You weren’t too good at accepting compliments as this caused your face to creep with an all too familiar heat. Shyly, you accepted his compliment, burying your face in his chest, hoping he wouldn’t see how flustered you were. Sylus chuckled at this before burying his nose in your hair, embracing you once more.

The moment your scent hit his nose, something inside him had snapped. It was an almost immediate reaction, his body twitching, nostrils flaring as he inhaled your scent. You hadn’t done anything different from your normal yet you smelled intoxicating. It enveloped his senses, robbing him of any common sense, ridding him of his sanity.

He nudged his nose further into your hair, his hold on you becoming more firm. You attempted to pull away from him but didn’t budge in the slightest. “Sy?” His hands snaked from your back to your ass, gripping it firmly. He began fondling your body, shoving his nose deep into your hair, the scent so sweet and intoxicating.

“You smell so good..” Fingers tangling into your hair, he takes the opportunity to move your head to his liking, peppering your skin with kisses full of hunger. He heard your whimper out in arousal and confusion but couldn’t process anything more than your scent and how it drove him mad. Making sure he wasn’t too rough with you, the grip on your hair tightened as he tilted your neck to the side, exposing one of your most vulnerable spots to him.

Nosing your neck, his face was pressed against your skin, feeling your pulse thrumming against his lips. “Sylus, what ar-“ A gasp fell from your lip, he bit you. A growl rumbled from within him, your scent having sent his last thread of control spirit ain’t away

His ministrations on your body we’re eager and uncoordinated, pawing at you like a hungry needy animal. Rendering you speechless, leaving you a mess of whimpers and whines in his arms, he proceeded to suck at your skin, the invitation too hard for him to control himself, for him to stop.

He pressed up against you ever so closely, your body against his. You could feel the immense heat radiating off his body, His sense were full of you and only you, brain completely fogged and clouded with nothing more than you.

Sylus never let his hands leave your body, not even once. You went limp in his arms, knees buckling from the pleasure you received, you could no longer keep up with him. His thick arms hoisted you up, wrapping your legs around his waist as your bottom settled right above his manhood.

“S-Sylus! Hey cut it ou-” He cut you off murmuring into your skin, “Your scent..I want it.” His lips quickly found their way to your chest, licking and sucking at the thin layer of skin right below your collarbone, sending your head flying back as a moan fell from your lips. “More..I need more“

This sent him falling over the edge, crossing the line with no point of return. You felt your senses starting to haze and blur together as he walked you both towards the shared bedroom, lips refusing to leave your skin.

Rather roughly, he threw you into the mattress, catching you off guard. But before you could utter another word, he was on his knees, big hands gripping at your thighs as he made room for himself in the space between your legs, kissing his way up to your pulsing heat.

His lips pressed against the soft skin of your stomach, feeling how you twitched beneath him. You hummed out feeling the squeeze on your thighs. Sylus made quick work of taking your bottoms off, kissing his way down with each inch of skin that was exposed.

Your thighs twitched and flexed under the sensation of his lips. Your moaned out and the sound shot straight to his cock, his pants felt immensely tight while he heard the sighs and moans that rolled off your tongue, causing him to spiral more.

Finally, he got your pants off, the only thing between him and your core being your panties. The ashy haired man proceeded to throw your thighs over his shoulders, diving nose first into your clothes pussy, inhaling the scent. His eyes rolled back as you scent info tested his nose, he wanted to taste.

You felt his nose hit your clit, causing you to moan out and grip the sheets underneath you. Barely managing to open your eyes, you peered down, hands lacing into his hair. The man you saw below you was looking at you like a predator looking at his prey. His pupils were blown out, breath ragged, and cock hard as he licked you through the fabric.

He made his way back up your body, kissing up your skin till he reached your lips, taking your lips with a fierce, needy, aggression. The grip on your thigh was delisously firm while his other arm supported his body. His hips lined up with yours, moving in a lustful synchronized dance, grinding against you and burying his nose into your neck.

Drawing out a moan from your lips, he continued to grind his hardness against your now dampening core. While this was a rather juvenile move for the two of you, it turned you both on so much, feeling the friction of cloth on skin. The two of you continued, more so Sylus, whilst you both moaned out.

Your hands fly to his neck, pulling him closer, which he happily accepted as he shoved his nose into your neck once more, feeling his sanity slip with the enticing aroma of your vanilla scent filling his nostrils. Letting out a growl, he gripped your thighs tighter, pulling you flush against his crotch while his pace increased.

The friction of your rigid pants against your clit was driving you near your peak, and from what you could tell, it was the same situation for Sylus. Deciding to help him out, you shove his face further into your neck, if that was even possible at this point, and begin whispering into his ear, begging him for your release.

Hearing this made his mind go blank, leaving his body almost on autopilot while he worked to find that perfect angle. He knew he found it when your body tensed and jerked, feeling his hips move erratically, you could no longer hold back the orgasm that tore through your body. Moaning out his name, chanting it over and over, he could no longer hold back.

Despite the two of you wearing clothes, so much had occurred between your bodies that you could hear the wet sticky mess as he slowly pulled his crotch off of yours, leaving you both stained, panting, and wanting more.

He peered up at you, eyes glinting with lust while he worked to get his breathing under control, but he couldn’t. He just couldn’t, not when you were splayed out before him, vulnerable and smelling enticing, He couldn’t get enough of it. Nose shoved back into your skin, inhaling the scent, you could feel him slowly getting hard again.

“God, Sylus..what’s gotten into you..” You said breathlessly with heat creeping to your cheeks. His look was so disheveled while his breathing was labored and needy. So unlike the leader of Onichynus to be so far fallen into lust that he almost couldn’t function.

OTHER BOYS COMING SOON! STAY TUNED!

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Xavier

―୨୧⋆ ˚ Hair Pulling | Smut

Zayne

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Rafayel

―୨୧⋆ ˚ Gem Affection | Smut

Sylus

―୨୧⋆ ˚ Reflections of Desire | Smut

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

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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

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!