#TimikosSylus

[sanjisblackasswife]

Thinking about riding Sylus’ face like this for the first time and him falling in love with the idea of you fucking his face regularly

You didn’t mean to get so carry away, but his tongue pushing inside your cunt so deep you swore you could feel the tip of it poke and prod at your cervix made your body speak for you.

Your grip was so tight on his head it was probably the first time in a while he actually winced on pain, but it felt good enough for his hand to reach down to his cock and start fisting it to the rhythm of your hips.

His large nose bumping against your clit was a delicious bonus when you began to feel yourself shiver while orgasming. Looking down to see him no longer looking up at you, but eyes closed and brows furrowed as if he was at peace. Relaxed.

And he was. His lips puckered around your clit as you ageist yourself to take in another orgasm. You were so cute, and your boyfriend knew how much you loved to overstimulate yourself so he sucked down on your clit like it was a pacifier. Swallowing your creamy cum that still had remnants of his own from earlier.

Sylus stopped stroking his own dick just to extend his arms out wide and take whatever you were willing to give him.

“I didn’t hurt you did I baby?” Your hands cup his face as you lie tired and limp in his warm arms, remembering how rough you were with him.

He chuckles, “You could never. We should do that more often, if you like.”

When he tells you he’s your prey for the evening he meant it. And he’s more than happy to succumb to every desire you want from him.

[sanjisblackasswife]

Sylus is the kinda guy to listen to you speak and brush back your hair/braids to see more of your pretty face or even adjust your clothes with such a loving look in his piercing red eyes and it’s so distracting you stop and he just looks at you with his signature smirk, “Why’d you stop, what’d you tell her?”

“…no reason um….so I told her that—“

And his eyes look back into yours and occasionally your lips which only distracts you more, and he knew that.

[sanjisblackasswife]

Sylus loves his chubby girlfriend.

Sylus never seen her weight as a problem, he knew she was a larger woman, but it never seemed important to him nor did he care.

Sylus love his chubby girlfriend and he always pinches and BITES your chubby cheeks.

“Your teeth are sharp as hell, boy move!”

You bicker at him, but it only gives him a reason to laugh and do it again when you aren’t aware.

When you come over the first thing he wants to do is shower with you and nap on your tummy or thighs, “Are you able to even breathe, sir…”

“Don’t ask me such trivial questions.” Grumbling into your skin before taking a small nip at you, you almost protest and squeeze him between your thigh, but he licked over the wound winking up at you before falling back asleep.

You were everything he needed and more. He couldn’t stop himself from wrapping his arms around your plush tummy, nearly suffocating you.

Sylus loves you and you body, he always swears up and down he doesn’t see the point of liking little cute plushy things, but you actually became his life size plush toy. (He never objectified you though)

Sylus and his strength always was challenged by your doubts and he had no problem proving you wrong everytime.

“Me? Can’t pick you up, oh sweetie you’re so cute….but insulting.”

And due to that here you were being thrown over his shoulder like you weighed less than a pillow.

And being folded as if you were a rubber band.

“Sy—-! Sylus I —-“ You words were broken into moans when the harsh thrust of his pelvis smacking against you ass as he held you up, “…believe you! I’m sorry!”

Sylus would never blame his pretty girl for anything, in his eyes you can do no wrong, but if he were to accuse you for anything it’s how addictive you are to him.

He picks you up with ease to fuck you from behind as he stands, making you look in the mirror to every jiggle and jump your body does as a response to his dick slamming back inside you.

“Look at me…”

Sylus has you sit on his lap facing him, still naked and connected, you wiggle in his grasp, but you can’t leave , you’re not sure if you even want to. His embrace held you firmly, but his warmth was comforting. He held your chin, his sweaty thumb rub against your hot cheek. “Repeat after me …I am beautiful.”

You look down for a moment, but he smushes your cheeks and raises you head to look him in his soft red eyes, you notice his pupils dilating and your lip quivers.

“I am beautiful.”

His lip curls before kissing you gently, it was passionate, but soft, as if he were kissing you as a thank you, “I’m worth loving.”

“I’m…worth loving.”

He kisses you again and then your cheek, moving his lips to your ear, “And I’m all Sylus’ and Sylus is all mine.”

“I’m all Sylus’ and Sylus is all mine.”

When he kisses you this time was was hungrier, crying into his mouth his own name when his fingers dancing in your clit before swiping it back and fourth, leaving more of a mess in between your thick warm thighs his libido was out of this world, but it’s not like you mind it. You always managed to match his energy.

You just can’t be insecure around Sylus he won’t allow you to.

He wants you to see what he sees in you.

[sanjisblackasswife]

𝕊𝕪𝕝𝕦𝕤 𝕒𝕟𝕕 ℍ𝕚𝕤 𝔾𝕚𝕣𝕝𝕚𝕖 𝔾𝕚𝕣𝕝𝕗𝕣𝕚𝕖𝕟𝕕

ℂ𝕙𝕦𝕓𝕓𝕪 𝔹𝕝𝕜 𝔽𝕖𝕞 ℝ𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕖𝕣 𝕚𝕟 𝕞𝕚𝕟𝕕

Bad Summary: Sylus the lover boy has a girlfriend that loves all things cute and pink. And he loves her for it. So he makes her a room dedicated to you.

I seen this tiktok and for some reason I imagined Sylus being the dark gloomy (and sassy) man he is known to be getting you your own room and making it like this in his enormous black home.

If anybody knew that the leader of Onychinus had a girlfriend they’d be shocked.

But if they knew his girlfriend was the polar opposite of him, they’d be speechless and confused.

You both looked like yin and yang together.

But Sylus didn’t care, he didn’t care who knew or judged because if you asked him he absolutely adores you.

He is never bored when you’re around, your cute pastel outfits, your little dresses and mini skirts. Your flaboyant personality that clashes with his in the best way he really couldn’t get enough of you.

You gives this man the worst cute aggression.

He is so deeply entertained by you, you’re a literal light and pop of color to his big black and gold home.

He still doesn’t see the appeal of pretty and cute things, though it could’ve fooled you because you tend to catch his piercing red eyes following you with every move you make with such love in his eyes.

Sylus also noticed you not only love to dress in pretty and pink, but you love to live in it. It somewhat shocked him to know you never had a problem with being at his house most of the time. Whenever he questioned you if he should remodel you insist he keep his own style if he does.

You didn’t want to change him and it warmed his heart.

So, he decided that since you are over most weekends he wanted to make his home, yours as well. For the past few weeks he had a room that the twins were in to help fix up for you behind your back. You had no clue of this seeing that you never go into that room anyways.

“Where are we going that I haven’t been? Omygosh are we finally going to the—“

“No. Not the armory, kitten.” He guides you to the door with his hands over your eyes, though he doesn’t look it he is internally nervous of whether or not you’d approve. “It’s a gift. For you.”

You feel the weight of his hands off your face and you blink open to a black door with your name encrusted in rose gold on it.

“A door.” You turn to him in a sarcastic voice, “you got me my own door.”

“And what’s behind the door too, sweetie. Open it.”

You grab the handle and are welcomed to a BEAUTIFULLY renovated room, the walls were painted a feint pink with your favorite anime/manga posters, fairy lights, and decorated exactly how your dreamt of in your Pinterest board (that Sylus totally didn’t take a look at on your phone when you were sleep) it was like walking into a different house!

You had a couch, fireplace, television, mini fridge, and you turn to see a HUGE canopy bed, made for a princess.

“What’s that smell?” You ask not out of disgust, but curiosity.

“Peony and Rose, dear. I finally found that perfume you been wanting and had it made into an air freshener for your room.”

“Well…” Sylus crosses his arms in amusement, seeing that you had the same 😧 look on your face for 3 whole minutes walking around.

You didn’t have much to say besides how beautiful and amazing this came out. It felt surreal. You turn to your tall smug boyfriend and rush to hug him tightly.

The sudden contact made him groan, taken a back he comes to his senses against reciprocates the hug.

“I assume you like it then?”

You inhale his scent before looking up at him with glossy eyes. “Thank you….”

It almost freaked him out seeing your tears swell, he hates seeing you cry, but after looking into your eyes it was due to happiness . Something he couldn’t completely understand, but could accept.

You couldn’t help but to babble on how much your were grateful and how he didn’t have to and how amazing he was, of course Sylus being Sylus teased you but deep down, he wish to capture this moment and have it on replay.

“Come! Come here!” You drag his arm to your bed, pushing back the curtains to lay down and pull him with you on the fluffy comforter.

“I had these blankets custom made from France do you really want my dirty work clothes —“

“I want you to lay with me.”

How could he tell you no?

You spoil him in kisses , holding him close to your breast, nearly smothering the man, but he doesn’t mind it. You are too cute to get frustrated with to him.

“I *kiss* love *kiss* you *kiss* so *kiss* much.”

“If I’d known you’d be this affectionate I’d turn my whole house into a pink wonderland for you.”

“Naaaah, I think this one room is okay….besides I like your home the way it is…I always did.”

And there he was, the insane, killer of a man Sylus laid beside his cute, small pretty n pink girlfriend in her cute small huge pretty n pink bed.

And he wouldn’t trade this moment for anything in the world.

[sanjisblackasswife]

𝕄𝕚𝕕𝕟𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥 𝔽𝕖𝕒𝕤𝕥 (𝔼𝕏𝕋𝔼ℕ𝔻𝔼𝔻)

Sylus X Black Fem Reader

A/N: Imma also be turning this into a comic. So this is basically my script for it lmao.

Bad Summary: This is just my interpretation and continuation of what happened after listening to Sylus’s 145 Affinity Secret Time’s Midnight Feast. You can listen here if you haven’t gotten there yet.

CW: Oral (Both), squirting, cum eating, missionary, kissing, soft dom! Sylus, EATER! Sylus because i love eaters so bad, bit of aftercare, Sylus has a big dick, reader is described to be wearing a bonnet, fingering, no spell check

Sylus leaves you on the bed, nothing but the flimsy pj shirt that was above your tummy and your panties half way down your thick ass.

You were left no longer hungry for the food you ordered, but him. His lips still left a lingering blemish against your thigh, rubbing the creeping hickie in admiration you look back up at him putting back on his robe to open the door.

“Sorry for the delay. I….um…”

The poor man made the mistake of looking over Sylus’ shoulder to see you kneeling on the bed unbuttoning the shirt to take off, his eyes swallows your figure until an extremely huge and broad figure blocks his view.

“Anything else you need?”

Sylus’ voice was deeper and way more intimidating than what you were used to, luckily you didn’t hear the threat in his tone when he scared the room service man away in fear of his life after looking into his dark red eyes.

And just like clock work when your scary big man locks the door to see you his gaze softens, a smirk arises seeing you somehow struggle to take off such a flimsy top.

“Need help, sweetie?”

“I—! I got it I just—-Stupid bonnet started to come off while I was—-“ You felt the shirt snatch off your body, your breast bouncing after being freed you see the amusement in his eyes looking back at you and your tits, “Thank you.”

With a small huff, he cups your cheek to kiss you, Sylus had a habit of sucking your fatty bottom lip and he didn’t stop there. He was still in need of his fill.

He wanted to be selfish, and lay you on your back and achieve the goal of making you finally squirt for the first time after a night spent with you looking at twitter videos to get a good idea of what you both were into.

Sylus’ lips did most of his speaking, he captured your tongue in a dance before he began to suckle on it, the taste of your saliva only aroused the taller man more to place you flat on your back.

His kisses have grown better through time, first so hesitant and slow to now confident and hungry, practically swallowing your mouth while with his own.

“Sy….” You whined his name so sweet like the candy you ate earlier that he got a taste of, “Need you…”

“Oh?” His breath ragged, still trying to keep his composure as best as he can, but he was no match against you, you were the only person in this world to actually leave him on his knees, begging, “But don’t you—“

Your hands creep behind his nape to pull him back closer to your mouth, “That can wait…please.”

Who is he to deny you?

His body was on auto pilot, lips exploring your neck, to then give your nipples some attention, one being licked and sucked while the other tugged and twisted. Your body squirmed relentlessly under him, Your crotch being the only thing covered yet still felt around his tented robe when you buck you hips into him.

“C’mon…” Sylus’ mouth muffled from being filled with your breast, “Make some noise for me…”

He always calls you a kitten, but seeing how he was nuzzle and licking your chest and tummy made you think he was the real cat.

His name fell out of your mouth so smooth and sweet as honey Sylus began to get drunk off your body and noises, the way his larger figure lowered down to where he was needed most, he gave your covered clit a kiss, licking his lips to taste the damp arousal that stained him.

“Sylus!” Whining at his teasing when he only used his two fingers to pull off your panties to give a quick sniff, “Pervert.”

“You say it as if it’s an insult, sweetie.” You wanted to bark back, but he already began ravaging your clit, taking hold of it and gently tugging from around his lips.

Sylus is usually a man of composure, but right now it’s anything, but. You feel him nuzzle and shake his head sloppily between your thighs, if you were quiet for just a moment your could him groan and moan your own name into your lower lips, his grip on your waist were in a battle between being tightened and loose for your own comfort.

“Grind…against my mouth.” He huffed out, a spit trail still connecting you to him, he does a shy spit to your pussy, his thumb rubbing it in in circles before you grab his scalp to follow his command.

His mouth was already sending you over the edge, Sylus had no problem being your fuck toy for the evening, but he had his own selfish reason for doing so when he scooted his middle and ring finger inside you.

“Sylus!”

He lapped your clit while scissoring your cunt at a mild pace, whenever his tongue flicked under the hood you jerkered and he noticed.

Maybe that’ll do it.

He made it his focus under that cute little clit of yours, hooking his fingers inside you, it was like ecstasy.

“What’s wrong? You’re about to cum aren’t you?”

“Yes! But—“

He was right, but you also had a different feeling rumbling inside you, were you about to pee? You wanted to warn Sylus, nearly afraid you would, but he had this glint in his eye he knew exactly what was …cumming.

Sylus’ patience ran thin, he sat up a little to hold down your thighs with his forearms to keep you still, his eyes were going from closed to right back opened at you to see your reaction when you started to release yourself on his face.

It was uncontrollable, your body started to twitch on his own when he used his thumb to rub firm circles on you, “SYLUS!”

“Sssh shh. I’m right here, baby…just feel good for me…there you go…just like that….look em me sweetie…good girl.”

It was embarrassing until he talked you through your orgasm, his face so hot and drenched between your thighs he didn’t care, he got exactly what he wanted.

“You asshole.”

He laughs at your reaction, so feisty, and yet your body is still so so sensitive when his fingers graze up your thighs to your tear stained cheek, “I love you too, sweetie.”

When he kisses you it much more relaxed, a form of praise when you taste yourself on his tongue, all it did was riles you back up again.

“Sylus…” Your breathing started to regulate again, eyes on the covered tent you so desperately wanted to see, “Can i…?”

“Help yourself.”

Your fingers loop through his robe belt, finally able to see his hard on, it was curved, reddish and twitching with joy, you notice the excessive leaking and blinked, “Did you…?”

“I always do.” He knew what you were about to ask, of course he cums untouched just by eating you. He has no shame in it.

Your pleasure is his.

But what he doesn’t know is that it also applies to you as well.

“Can you stand for me?”

He does so with a quirk in his eyebrow, you sit on your knees for a moment and admire his body, hands exploring from his neck, not daring to choke him, you know he doesn’t like it so when he tenses up a little you kiss his Adam’s apple, then his chest, all the way down to his pelvis.

“You don’t—“

“Please….”

He cups your cheek to kiss you one more time, and nods. “If you want to stop just say so okay?”

“Yes sir.”

you crawl over to him closer to pull down his robe half way, and begin to take hold of his shaft, he watches you intensely to make sure there are no signs of discomfort from you taking him in, you don’t often get the opportunity to suck him off considering after he does he already is inside you or you fall asleep after cumming. But you craved to taste him, and he seen it in your eyes as you took in half of his dick down your mouth.

He lets out a strained groan of your name, throwing his head back feeling your tight wet mouth bob up and down, he held up your chin for support and to get a good look at you,

“You’re so beautiful.”

Your hand was on his thigh, feeling him flex it when your lips began to touch his pubic hairs and came back to his tip, the mix of his pre cum and your spot slide down your cheeks.

You got sloppy, your free hand twisted the remainder of his shaft that was no longer in your mouth and it drove Sylus insane,

“Baby—!”

He started bucking his hips a little, knowing he didn’t want to make you choke he still had enough restraint to hold back, up until he came down your throat.

“Y/N—!”

Despite the mess he helped you on your knees to kiss you, pecking your face in appreciation kisses you pulled him back down in between your thighs, “Need…more.”

“Of course.” His voice was hurried to adjust you comfortably, he grabbed a pillow and placed it under your lower back, lifting one your your legs to hook around his hip, with one swift motion he slid his tip inside you.

You both shared a gasp, something he could never get enough of was the bright look in your eyes when he gets to crawl inside you, the first initial shock reaction was something he always drunk up, he gave you a moment to adjust to his size. Even if you felt stretch out enough with his tongue and fingers you were still so so tight around him,

“You…can move, Sy..”

Without word he did so, the sturdy bed below somehow began to creak a little, the room was filled with heavy breathing and moans of each others name and praise. You felt Sylus’ fingers reach out to yours to interlock as he always does.

He burrows his face in your neck, “You feel so amazing, sweetie. I love you. I love you so much.”

“I…love you….”

His pace started to quicken, you lifted your legs higher up his waist for more access and that’s when your felt everything he was giving you, his hips kept snapping against your cunt you felt tears prickle in your eyes.

“Are you close, kitten? Please…please tell me you are.”

Everytime he asks that it almost felt like a rhetorical question because like clock work you were. Even after cumming together it still wasn’t enough for you both.

It was a small silence for you both, heavy breathing in each others mouth and occasional kisses, he lets go of your hand to place you on top of his chest, you could hear his heartbeat race so quickly it was almost worrisome if you didn’t know his heartbeat was already naturally fast.

“Are you…alright?”

His ragged breaths made you giggle to look up at him, he was glistened with sweat and dressed in red from his cheeks to his ears. Even his hair was falling from its original state to be glued to his wet forehead. You lean yours against his, taking a moment to appreciate to quietness that is surrounding you this evening.

“I am….thank you.” You peck his forehead before sitting up.

“You don’t need to thank me for something I’d always give you.” Sylus chuckles in between words and rubs the sides of your hips and thighs, “Whenever you want it.I will give it to you.”

“Yeah, well…I will anyways.”

“Did you still want to eat your snack, sweetie?”

“Yes. As long as you eat it with me.”

[sanjisblackasswife]

ℙ𝕙𝕠𝕟𝕖 𝕊𝕖𝕩 𝕨𝕚𝕥𝕙 𝕊𝕪𝕝𝕦𝕤

Black Fem X Sylus

CW/// Just Phone sex, masturbation on both ends, Sylus mentioning eating ya pussy

You love Sylus’ voice.

He could be reading a thesaurus and you’d be so engaged with how he speaks it’s almost hypnotizing.

It’s rich, deep, velvet like you’re not sure why his tone had such an effect on you . But he might have been the cause of your voice kink.

“Go get the package I got for you.”

“What package?”

“The one that’s about to be left at your door.”

Sylus being the gift giver he is got you some new humidifiers for your house. You briefly mentioned how tense you feel after work and he of course took it upon himself to get you it, “Sy….you didn’t have to.”

He chuckles, which left a chill down your spine, “Of course I did…my little hunter deserves to feel rested after fighting all day.”

You shamelessly bite your lip to conceal the smile being brought up, his accent(?), the way he practically purrs your name, it just drives you up the wall.

He calls you kitten, but he’s the real cat.

“I um…” clearing your throat and thoughts you set down the box, “Thank you, Sy…”

“You can thank me better when I see you tonight….miss.hunter.”

Was he doing it on purpose?

He probably was.

You didn’t care, and you unfortunately gotten riled up already and it’s only 1 o’clock in the afternoon.

“What are you…doing now..”

“I just got out the shower, and getting dressed for a meeting. Are you okay, sweetie. Why the faux concern…”

“Wh—it’s not fake concern! I just…I missed you….tell me about your day…”

Sylus could read you like a book, though he could easily call you out on your bullshit, especially with how your voice is practically quivering whenever he says your name he decides to entertain you.

The deal can wait, he needs to tend to you.

“Well, my love…I was sleep up until a couple hours ago…”

“Mmhmm…”

You really hated to feel your body move on its own to your bed. Your phone was basically glued to your ears until your snatched your AirPods from your counter to turn on the “noise cancellation “ option.

Sylus could hear the ruffling of clothes on the other end. A noise he is very familiar with so he begins to smirk a little.

You’re such a cute pervert. He thinks.

“Y’know..when I took my shower I remembered the last time we took one together.”

“Hm…”

“I remembered how sensitive you were to whenever I cleaned you up…in..both ways of course.”

“…both….ways?”

You tried really hard to seem engaged with what he was saying, but it was pretty hard to hear when your mind went straight to him between your legs again.

But sadly since he wasn’t, your fingers were.

And he knew.

“Yes, my little hunter from when I scrubbed your body down to places you often struggle to reach…and well…Y’know…”

“…w-what?”

“When I…” A breathless laugh comes from his throat, he honestly started to feel hisself get hard from just thinking about it.

Sylus tried to turn you on and leave you needy, but ended up doing it to himself, so…new plan.

“When I get on my knees for you..and I licked your pussy—-“

Somehow he was able to knock the wind out of your throat without even having to touch you this time. It was an unsustainable feeling in the pit of your belly, it was almost shameful when your skipped a finger in between your lower lips and easily slid in.

You were soaked.

“I—..”

“I loved looking up at you in the shower. You seem you twitch the most when I suckle underneath….the hood of your clit.”

It was a sight for sore eyes, but Sylus’ had to place his phone down for a second to catch his own breath. Dammit he missed you and he just seen you only 2 days ago.

He was a man of knowing how to keep a steady poker face and tone so picking back up the phone he kept going. “Y’still there?”

“Yes!” It was embarrassing, but you cried out to him. Leaving you wanting to hang up the phone, but instead covered your mouth. “Yes…I’m..here.”

It felt like an eternity until he spoke up….you felt like you wanted to hide. Rubbing your little clit while Sylus was speaking. You’ve never done this, and neither has he.

“Then cum on your fingers with me.”

“I—-“

Sylus was restless, by the time you hummed his name earlier his hand was already fisting his dick, his cheeks were flushed and his head thrown back, naked and getting hotter by the second on his bed.

“Sylus….keep…talking.”

“What do want me to say…”

He struggled not to moan louder than you at this point.

“Anything. Please!”

You whining was all he needed to keep going, “When you get here. I need you to do me a favor…okay?”

“Whatever you want…!”

His warm rich chuckle made you circle your clit faster, “Y’don’t even know what it is…so eager to please me?”

….

“When you get here…I want you on your back. Legs spread and reenact what you’re doing to yourself right now…”

“Sy…”

“You’ll do that for me..won’t you?”

“Yes!” You whine, “Yes I will.”

“My good …girl—fuck—then cum for me.”

You could slightly hear the wet sounds of him stroking his dick, it was growing louder the faster he got it became erotic. But it was so sexy to envision Sylus lying there rubbing himself to the thought of you and only you.

“Sylus…!”

The way your orgasm washed over you, you couldn’t help, but to be a little louder than usual.

Sylus on the other hand groaned your name so softly, trying to catch his breath.

The mental image of your playing with yourself in front of him as he watches has always been a dream of his. So it didn’t take much for him to already make a mess on his hand.

It was nothing but you both trying to steady your breathing, you almost felt a little awkward until Sylus spoke.

“I’ll see you tonight, my pretty girl.”

[sanjisblackasswife]

ℝ𝕖𝕒𝕕𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕐𝕠𝕦 𝕥𝕠 𝕆𝕣𝕘𝕒𝕤𝕞

Blk Fem Reader x Sylus

Bad Summary: Sylus likes reading to you through a—girl its in the title.

CW/// Mentioned Pussy Eating, Fingering, Corny Dirty Talk, Sylus does say Kitten once i think

Sylus was a man of sassy words and also none at all. One of the many “quirks” he has that you notice he has was a rule of you wearing no panties when you lie in his bed.

You did it once because you were too lazy after your long shower to properly put on anything other than one of his shirts, when your big boyfriend came to cuddle you that evening his warm hands crept up and felt a very sweet (and slightly wet) surprise.

Now, it’s his new rules.

“Take them off, sweetie.”

You never questioned it. Many things about Sylus is that he does stuff you don’t particularly felt the need to ask about and he knew you wouldn’t so a lot of habits were formed this way without saying.

Some days when you forget to take them off he will slide them down, nearly teasing himself and take your cute little panties into his drawer.

A drawer your suspect is filled with your panties, but he replaces them everytime so you didn’t care.

“You do it.” You shrug as your eyes were glued onto a new book you taken from his shelf, hearing his dark hearty chuckle you felt the bed slightly shift and in no time arched your back lightly feeling the cool air of his room hit your cunt.

“Look at that.” He marvels, carefully taking your red panties down from your ankles, “She’s wet. What exactly are you reading, sweetie?”

You clench around nothing, hoping he couldn’t have seen your menstruations, but with those eyes he had he not only seen your clench he could even smell your arousal.

It was embarrassing to say, but the book you’ve been so glued to was a dark romance…with a lot of spicy moments, and there was a particular scene you began to read about the couple that made you reimagine it with you and Sylus.

And it subconsciously turned you on.

You felt his piercing eyes on your thighs. Jiggling with every uncomfortable shift on the bed to ignore him. It was hard though.

“Oh…” His fingers push up the book to get a good look of the cover, “That book….I’ve also read it, but never had the same reaction as you, Kitten….getting yourself riled up?”

You tsk at him and shut the book, tossing it on the night stand to face your back towards him. He embarrasses you so easily, it nearly pisses you off.

And he knew it. Sylus knows it’s easy to tease you so he begins to use his way of “apology “ by laying on his side behind you.

“Going to bed already? I wanted you to read to me. Especially the one paragraph where Johnny gets in between his wife’s thighs and…”

“Devours her whole.”

His minty hot breath in your ear made you try to arch your back off the bed but Sylus’ arm wraps around your waist and pulls you back against his bare chest. “I remember reading how he licked her clit just how she liked….but you love when I suck on it don’t you?”

You nearly roll your own eyes back, but instead your head falls on his shoulder, your breathing getting shallow.

“It was on his point of view and he mentions how sweet she tasted on his tongue, the tightness of her warmth around his mouth and fingers, as he…. Pressed his ring and middle finger inside her…”

Kind of like what he’s doing to you right now.

Sylus’ palm moved in circles as he scissored you gently, his breathing getting heavier as he is getting more turned on by how your suppressing your own moans.

“She rolled her eyes back, the songs of his name…—“

“Sylus…” You hummed.

“Repeated out of her lips as he latched onto her cute little clit before groaning against it. The tip of his tongue cold as ice in comparison to her hot cunt…”

Somehow, he managed to rile himself up, because he was no longer talking about the book.

He was talking about you.

“He uses his tongue to spell out his name, just as another way to lay claim on her beautiful pussy…”

“Sylus…”

He pulled his fingers out to gently land on your clit, tracing shapes that if you focused spelled out—

“S. Y. L. U. S.”

Eventually the S turned into a tight figure 8 , pushing you towards a familiar knot and build up in your tummy.

“Sylus…!”

“And he reacted to her ear, still playing with her and he says, cum for me’.”

His voice almost strained as if he were begging. Took you to the edge making you grind against his fingers to extend your orgasm, your loans being swallowed into his mouth.

“Then, after she releases her juices onto him, he kisses her. Reminding her that she’s right where she needs to be. With the man that adorns her.”