Claiming I'm Yours But Not In The Mood For Some Relaxing Time. What Is This Behaviour, Mister? I'll Just

Claiming I'm yours but not in the mood for some relaxing time. What is this behaviour, Mister? I'll just have fun with Sylus, then hmph!!

Firmly believe that Sylus doesn’t always enjoy rough sex. Maybe he entertains it now and again to satisfy you, but it’s not generally how he prefers to take you.

He likes making love. Languid and measured strokes that draw his name from your pretty lips. Sluggish fingers dragging down the curve of your stomach to find that sensitive, pulsating nub between your thighs. Honeyed praise murmured against your neck and ear.

So good for me. Look at how you take me. My princess. Right there? Hmm?

And he has to see your face. Has to be able to observe every expression you make while he’s inside you because if your face contorts with agony at any point, his hips are stuttering, and he’s about to pull out. No matter how much he’s into it, he doesn’t want to hurt you more than necessary (unless you ask).

That’s a whole ‘nother can of worms. But if you ask him his preferred method, he wants to worship you like the deity you are, taking his time unraveling every clump of nerves in your body. Uncovering all the erogenous zones you never knew you had. And when you’ve both had your fill, the aftercare is ✨immaculate.✨

Floral Blessing Xavier ✨

can we all just take a moment to appreciate how beautiful he is 😩🤌

I know a lot of people like to hone in on Sylus' more dominant and teasing side, and while I do love those aspects of him what I really really love is the softer side of Sylus that he only shows to you. ♡

The Sylus that avidly listens to everything you say, drinking you in with with a dopey little grin on his face as you fill him in on everything and anything happening in your life. The Sylus that lets you decorate his chic and mature office with all the plushies you have won together from the claw machine, looking at them fondly as if they were great treasures you have scored. The Sylus that will gladly wear stupid matching kigurumi's with you in public and have fun doing it, reputation be damned. The Sylus who absentmindedly plays with your hair while you are sitting together on the couch watching a movie, sighing in contentment as his long fingers massage your scalp. The Sylus who has memorized all your favorite foods and works hard to come up with new recipes to delight you based of what he already knows you love. The Sylus who's hugs completely engulf you, squeezing and holding you like a lifeline, almost as if he's afraid to let go. The Sylus who stays glued to your side until you fall asleep each night, even though you know his day has hardly begun and he has more important things to be attending to-you always take precedence. The Sylus that wants nothing more than to see you happy and thriving, and will do whatever it takes to make that a reality.

He truly makes me weak. (╥﹏╥)

why hug that thing when you can hug me!

summary: sylus is jealous that youre hugging your plushie instead of him.

10:00am sylus decides to come over, since his first thought when waking up today was you. he misses you, its been a few days since he last saw you.

making it to your apartment, taking out a spared key you’ve given him, he walks in hoping you’re awake but ends up greeting an empty apartment.

is she really still sleeping,, shes usually awake at this hour.

he walks around, he notices how clean and tidy your place is and smiles to himself. making his way to your bedroom, your bedroom door wide open already, he sees you just now awake in bed, hugging your plushie.

well well good morning, sweetheart

you turn your head to face him,

good morning

he takes a seat at the edge of your bed and notices all the plushies surrounding you, and the one that catches his eye the most is the one youre hugging in your arm.

you notice him staring daggers at that thing.

what..?

do you always hug your..plush?

taken back and confused by his silly question. yes, every night you say, a little hesitant, why?

his eyes squint lightly, he doesn’t look too happy. then it clicks to you, hes jealous of your plushie.

you laugh, sylus, dont tell me youre..?

sylus brows furrow, he stays silent.

why hug that thing when you have me, princess

he gets up and grabs your plushie, throwing it to the side, hey-

before you know it hes on top of you, wrapping his arms around your waist, face snuggled into your neck. despite being taken back by his quick actions, you wrap your arms around his neck, embracing him in replace of your plush.

both in a comfy and warm position, sylus breaks the comforting silence.

you smell good princess, he says softly, putting his warm hand under your oversized shirt, and so warm,, i wanna wake up to you every morning.. he says dozing off.

you softly laugh, tightening your grip around him.

sylus hugs you back tighter, he doesn’t wanna move, he wishes to stay in this comfortable warm position all day.

we dont have anything important to do today no..? talking into your neck, tickling a bit.

i suppose so, but we should eat breakfast now. did you eat yet? is there anything you’d like to eat? you say fingers lightly playing with his hair.

nope, and not really, id eat anything your hand makes. sylus now getting up from your embrace, hovering over you, trapping you between his arms, he then grabs your face with a little force, bites and kisses your cheek, cutie.

trying to hide your blush from him, you get up escaping his trap, to wash up and make breakfast, sylus laughs lightly and following behind, before he leaves your room, he sees the plushie he threw earlier on the floor, making sure youre not looking, he kicks it, laughing to himself and walks out of your room.

authors note: this was very funny in my head ꉂ (≧ヮ≦)

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