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"How can you like these very toxic and horrible characters that have done despicable and unforgivable things?" oh it's quite simple actually, this is fiction and I think with my dick.

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Grassland romance Sylusmc ˚ ⋆｡˚ ✧

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Sylus, laughing to himself as he sends you nudes.

Fresh out of the shower, the world’s tiniest towel clinging to his waist, water running down his body in rivets and… oh he’s so hard. The towel pokes out almost comically.

Of course he’s snapping pictures of the sight, arm extended all the way to his right as he snaps photos of his dripping wet torso, annoyingly small waist, and massive hard on. Each one getting sent right to you.

And you? You’re lying in bed, jaw hanging open as picture after picture comes in. You can’t even be mad at him for it. Hell you’re more upset at the fact that you’re alone in your bed in Linkon and he’s bricked up in the N109 Zone.

“Couldn’t stop thinking about you, kitten.”

You swear you can hear the seductive purr of his voice as you read the message. “Quit leaving me on read, say something. I see you viewing each one.” And you’re struggling to swallow the lump in your throat.

“You’re a devil, Sylus.” You shift uncomfortably, suddenly too hot, wearing too many layers, your body aches. “You must be pretty needy to be that hard.” You follow up quickly, contemplating how bad of an idea it would be to get out of bed and drive to his place.

Really? Answering the late night booty call of the leader of Onychinus. You’ve lost it… a long time ago. Your legs are swinging over the side of your bed as he types.

“Course I am. Always needy for you, kitten.” You groan, rummaging for your overnight bag as he types something else. “Kept thinking about you in the shower with me.” You’re already drafting the message you’ll send Jenna in the morning. A headache… no, a migraine. Can’t come in.

“What was I doing to you in the shower?” You smiled as you grabbed the bag, you already had it packed just in case. You always kept it packed because Sylus’ schedule was so wishy washy that if you wanted him? You needed to be ready to drop everything at any given moment.

This went for more than just sex of course.

“Nothing, it was everything I was doing to you that got me so worked up.” Your knees nearly went weak, feeling like a newborn dear as you stumbled to your living room.

“Keep those thoughts to yourself, memorize them even. I’ll be there soon, you can demonstrate in person” your bike helmet in one hand, your bag slung over your shoulder, and your keys jingling as you left your apartment.

“Fuck, I love you so much. Drive safe, I’ll be waiting, kitten.” You couldn’t move fast enough at that point. Your entire body lit on fire as anticipation fuels your movement.

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save a cow ride a boy or what um save a uh ride a horse no its save a uhh guys who we saving

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Working hours~ More art on Patreon

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this is my brain 24/7

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Sylus, the man that you are🔥

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The first time Sylus falls asleep in your presence, you’re left feeling a little odd. Well, maybe odd wasn’t the best word to describe it.

But the warm sensation that filled your chest was certainly something new. Sylus never fell asleep first, or around you for that matter. Most of the time, it was you dozing off because you had been thrusted into his sleeping schedule for a mission and it was catching up. Now, though, you were left a little stunned. Your eyes blinked slowly as you memorized every inch of his sleeping form.

Sylus lies on his stomach, arms cradling the pillow his head rests on. His face – usually stoic, jaw tight, an air of calm and confidence shrouding him – his now perfectly relaxed. 

His jaw is lax, lips parted slightly as the softest snores slip in and out. He’s calm, totally unguarded. He’s let down one of his biggest walls, he’s laying beside you completely unconscious, utterly vulnerable. 

You just... stare. So enraptured by the sight, the ability to be able to so shamelessly admire him, that you can't so much as remember to breathe. He's just existing, and yet he's knocked the wind out of you.

There is something so special about this moment, not only because of the fact that he trusts you enough, but because you have grown to love the man beside you so deeply it hurts your chest.

It should be no surprise that your fingers reach out, gingerly tracing the sharp lines of his jaw, his nose, his cheekbones. So careful with your touches in fear of waking him up and ruining the moment. You pull away slowly, scooting your body closer so you can land a carefully calculated kiss on the tip of his nose.

Nothing seems more appealing than this, falling asleep here and now right beside him. Enjoying his warmth and the vulnerability you are both willing to share with one another.

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Sylus´ bakery♥~ More art on Patreon

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Share with you my precious collection of his smirks🫰🏻♥️✨

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~3 months traveling in my wife’s home-country -> 100 journal pages

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MC walks into Sylus's room and stops in her tracks when she sees him conversing with Tartarus and the Dragon

MC: Wtf? Why are there two people who look exactly like you? In cosplay?

MC: Are they your body doubles? They're not exactly blending in with those chains and leather.

S: They're not cosplayers, sweetie. Long story short, they're both me.

MC: You? So there are three Syluses??

S, rubbing his temples: You didn't happen to leave a strange protocore here, or... Just happened to wish really hard, did you?

MC: Maybe. Wait, is that a tail?

Dragon: *wraps his tail around her waist and pulls her closer to him*

Dragon: Do you want a closer look?

MC, scared (but aroused?): Holy shit...!

S: Hands off.

Dragon, stroking her curves with his tail: I'm not using my hands.

Tartarus, starting to get feral and growly now that she's closer: Mmm... You smell delicious.

S: Alright, that's enough.

MC: *getting absolutely lost in the sauce between Dragon and Tartarus*

MC: Wait wait wait, hear them out. I think they might be on to something.