#OC: Silas

[r0-boat]

Instinct

Male! Dragon! OC x AFAB!gn!reader

Feat: Yandere OC Silas

Cw: possessive behavior, yandere character, mentions of murder, mentions of blood, animalistic behavior, biting, claiming bite.

NSFW

Thank you @devotion-disorder for this lovely art piece I'm so glad I commissioned you!!

You smell good.

So good.

Your Skin;

So Soft to the touch,

smooth and unblemished,

just begging for a mate to pin you down and sink his fangs into. Your mere presence was tempting.

Silas knew full well that as the months got warmer and the snow melted, more primal desires started to call to him. An animalistic need that demanded satisfaction. However, a Duke dub Cedric from a neighboring kingdom invited him to a ball and offered he could not refuse even if he wanted to. The Duke was kind enough to Grant him a plus-one, and now, standing before you in an outfit that the maids and tailor specifically prepared for you, how the woven silk fabric hugged every part of your body, oh, how he wishes he could forget that stupid party and rip your outfit in two and ravish you right here in this carriage.

His hungry eyes did not go unnoticed by you. Even now, as elegant and princely as he looked, Silas looked like a caged, starving animal. His eyes were only on you the entire night, even as other more elegant women wine and flaunted their bodies to get his attention, only to clutch their pearls in frustration when the prince only had eyes for you.

Silently stalking behind you like your shadow glaring down upon you like a premium steak on his plate ready to devour you.

But Silas held back his urges for the sake of his reputation, as all Noble eyes were on him. He stopped following you around like a lost puppy and began mingling with Sir Cedric. Talks of trade business gossip from other kingdoms were a much-needed but small distraction from the burning in his core, but now and then, he would sneak a little glances at you. His pupils waning into slits as he watched the other attendants stare at you with the same hungry eyes he had been.

Veins rush with adrenaline when one of the Nobles who had been eyeing you gets the courage to approach you.

The conversation becomes background noise as he tries to concentrate on what that man is saying to you, glaring daggers at the noble, making you smile and chuckle. The dragon in him hissed and snarled, becoming more and more restless. To it, you are an unclaimed potential mate being pursued by a rival.

Silas feels his claws threatening to rip out of his gloves. He clutches his fist with images of the noble's blood painting the walls of the ballroom, Imagining the taste of his flesh on his tongue. He quickly storms out as the Duke is still talking to him.

You look over to see Silas approaching the both of you.

Eyes burning with fury, be prepared yourself for a gruesome site only for it to never come.

" Excuse me, gentlemen, my apologies for interrupting your conversation, but I believe I asked this lovely person to dance with me."

Silas said politely, eyes still burned with a jealous rage that you were all too familiar with. A small, gentle smile on his face, Which only made him more unsettling. And his hand ever so gently stroking your hip, has he pulled you closer to him.

The man, a kind soul, really, took the hint. If he were to stay within your presence any longer than he'd had, this Prince would make him disappear.

"Ah, Sorry, Your Highness, I hadn't realized they were taken already."

Yes, taken… They are mine

A shiver goes down your spine when your eyes meet his, giving off a slight draconic glow of violet piercing into your very soul.

As you danced with him, his hold around you was tight, and his touch was borderline sensual as he caressed your parts in ways along with notice. You flushed, knowing that you couldn't do anything while Silas was feeling your body in public. Even as you try to look away, he moves his head to keep your eyes on him.

"Don't look away from me." He whispered a husky, demanding tone, his thumb gently pressing against your bottom lip as he forced your head back to him. His thumbs wipes across your bottom lip. His fang sinks into his, Imagining the taste of your lips upon his

"Eyes on me, dear."

With the last of his self-control, he lasted from the dance the carriage ride home, letting out a low-throated purr, seeing your small body sat pretty in his lap, his large veiny hand underneath your clothes grasping at your bare thigh. He stayed eerily quiet even as you tried to talk to him. He'd only give one-word answers or hums, his mind thinking of only one thing. His gaze focused on your unblemished neck, shoulders, and collarbone. You feel his hand squeeze your plush thigh, fingers dipping dangerously close to your core. Silas's breath tickles your neck, gently pressing kisses up until he nibbles on your ear. Finally, he whispers.

" As soon as we get out of this carriage, you are coming into my bed tonight. Do you understand?" He smiles as he sees you nod obediently.

When the carriage finally does stop as at his Castle, he immediately has you in his arms, carrying you like a bride, to his chambers, throwing you onto his large bed, going back to the door to lock it.

When you sit up, you see him breathing heavily, his face flushed red, looking back at you with that familiar, hungry look. Silas slowly begins to peel off his clothing one by one as he makes his way closer to the bed to you.

"Do you know what you do to me?" A growl rips from his throat, now half naked, his fingers playing with his belt.

" all night, as I suffer, you sit pretty looking up at others with those big doe eyes.

He creeps closer, hands pressing against the mattress as he leans into your face.

" walking around and then gorgeous outfit men drooling over you like panting dogs. Unaware of who has already claimed you.

He caresses your cheek before his hand slides down, grabbing the collar of your outfit. Pulling you downward, your forehead rested against his.

"Strip."

Claws dug into the fabric. If this weren't off in five seconds, it would be torn off your body.

He watched you slowly shimming out of your outfit. With each delicious amount of skin exposed, he touched and caressed.

Your thighs, your hips, your stomach, your chest. The Prince couldn't keep his hands off you. He could barely hold back when he pressed you into the mattress, a hand secured firmly around your throat.

Fingers trail down your stomach, slipping beneath your undergarments. Thick fingers press. Play with your core. Pressing gently at your tight entrance, fondling your walls, listening to the sweet sounds of your insides as he stirs them. He releases your neck, caressing your cheek as he leans down to taste your lips. His breath shakes as he goes down for another. His tongue is sliding into your mouth as he deepens the kiss, his fingers tangling in your hair pulling you deeper. He presses his entire naked body against you. You could feel how hard he was straining his pants.

"I want you."

His voice shakes in desperation

"I want to be the only man you look at.

"I want to claim you as mine, to make it so everyone knows who you belong to."

His hand slips to his belt, undoing it, while remaining eye contact.

" I need to be inside you,"

He keeps looking at your core, licking his lips.

" But first, it has been a while since I've tasted you. Let me make you feel good."

Grabbing your ass, he lifts your lower half with ease. He lets out a feral growl as he goes down onto your core, eating you like a starved beast. His eager tongue tastes all of you because he puts his whole mouth on your little body. Lewd noises of his lips slurping your wetness fill the room, which only turns him on more, his feral growls turning into whimpering moans, grinding his hips against nothing in particular. You clenched the bed sheets, wailing and trembling, your body trying its best to squirm away from the intense pleasure only for him to hold you tighter.

You were not getting away from him.

Silas needed to make you cum to taste your essence on his tongue. He needed to feel that satisfaction of knowing that no other man could make you feel the way he feels.

His eyes rolled back when your hand tangled in his hair, pulling on his long jet locks as you braced yourself for your own orgasm. He holds his mouth in place, drinking every last drop of you. Finally, finishing his meal, he drops you like a rag doll, wiping his mouth with his hand before licking his fingers. He was no longer a man at that point, with only one thing on his mind: he flips you over, a firm hand on the back of your neck, pressing you down. He slipped his cock out of his pants, his big hand manhandling your ass open. Your entrance is wet enough with the saliva, cum, and juices, even with his vast draconic cock. He forced himself inside with one motion, mounting you like an animal. You felt his breath already against your ear as he put his hand around your throat. His pace was rough and relentless, grinding his hips with each thrust, trying to drill as deep as he could.

"Mine! Mine! Mine! Mine! All mine!"

He repeats like a mantra. You can feel the tip of his dick pressing against the sweet spot inside you, making you clench around his thick rigid shaft feeling every monstrous and inhuman ridge on his dragon cock. His cock felt hot, threatening to burn you out from the inside. You cum again on his cock. Silas is lost and in pleasure, mercilessly fucking you through your orgasm. He removes his hand from your throat, snaking it till around your mouth, muffling your sweet screams when you feel his teeth sink into your neck, his sharp, beastly fangs piercing, breaking your skin as the taste of your blood feels his mouth; he explodes inside you, his whole body is shaking the sheer pleasure making tears well up in his eyes. His hips still as he grinds every last drop deep inside you, claiming you for himself, claiming you in the most primal way any man can. You go limp into his arms, and he catches you, supporting your entire body in his arms. Silas, in a daze licking the new wound on the back of your neck, gently suckling the red liquid from the new mark; his cock throbbed deep inside you, still hard, and his body still felt hot.

"I need more."

[boyybites]

New oc maybe? Maybe his name is Silas and maybe he's a woman you don't wanna fuck with. dunno yet tho we shall see.

[crookedwingsims]

I caved

Raven RX300 made with @saruin and @dumbabieee 's CC- just wanna say y'all make the best content! 💞👾

[plumbewb]

the ogs remember him, lost my account because of this guy

[night-triumphantt]

Meeting ur best friend/love of ur life be like :D (This represents 11 hours of hyper focusing lmao, anyway as always go read @exilethegame)

(Also I’m so super clever for giving them each others future hairstyles Fhskfjskd I amused myself v much ALSO ALSO I was playing hide the Plaithus diamonds w Commander Javalls Armor/Dagger)

[salad-sauce]

sueing myself for putting me threw this lmfao

[re-whump]

@figuwhump Day 5 Bonus Image

[kreinvulon]

old oc revamp concept , except i slapped him into the elder scrolls this time . now i have someone else to focus on & yap about other than orivyn .

his name is silas , last name to be determined but potentially staying as “whitlock” . he’s an imperial scout / thief esque type , cheeky bastard in his 30s with a baby face & probably part of the thieves guild . he and vyn know each other because of their faction’s ties and it’s … hell every time they meet LMAOO

[rossoll]

I'm working on a story with my partner that takes place in minecraft, so i drew some ocs as mobs to get a feel for some headcanons

in our lore piglins have different pelt patterns for the different biomes. this crew here are a bunch of vagabonds/bounty hunters that ended up together for one reason or another.

im not totally sold on this idea, but i also wanted to draw my oc morgan as an evoker because she looks the part. the design is heavily inspired by mizuno's texture pack.

[r0-boat]

The Prince's most prized wife

This is the NSFW bonus part 2 hey you haven't read part 1 please do so!!

Wc: smut, yandere, noncon, gendered word: Wife/wifey, Stockholm Syndrome.

Gn!reader x oc

Silas's mouth salivates that the sight before him. He had been craving by this moment for months, months. His breath shakes as his pupils dilate, the sound of the bed and sheets tossing as you move underneath him, trying to break free from his grasps around your delicate wrists.

He hopes you could one day forgive what he is about to do for he could hold back no longer.

The urge the claim you with something more than just kisses overriding is very princely being.

His lips crash upon yours as you feel his knee forcefully spread your legs apart; even as your tail whips about, it is not strong enough, the pounds of muscle holding you down.

His purple eyes drink every inch of your form. Though still wanting more, he moves your wrist into one hand to free his other. His fingers tips delicately trace every part of your body, occasionally pressing his full hand against your body to caress your hips and grope your chest, places that he had only dreamed of touching moments prior. Your scales were smooth and hard, yet your human skin was soft and plush. The prince had to resist the urge to grab your hips to have his fingernails dig into your skin to position you to where his throbbing bulge could rut against your entrance, calling for him to fill it. He could already feel his own clothes becoming too tight and warm, using his own hand to strip himself, hastily ripping off as much as he could of his own clothes and light armor uncaring of the damage he was doing to his own clothes. To him all that mattered was his object of obsession.

To you gazing at the Boarish Prince from below, he was the one who looked like the monster. His jet black now disheveled as it cascades down to tickle your skin as his mouth closes around a nipple. his amethyst eyes filled with hunger, lust, and greed rivaled dragons you've known that succumbed to their ferocity, hoarding their treasures and holding their mates captive.

You were both his mate and his treasure. He already treated you like his object from the way he was marking me with his teeth his hands ripped and teared into your fabric marking each exposed part of your body with a kiss, breathing feverishly and growling mine against your skin, and now he was going to take you like his mate.

You were setting the last ounce of his etiquette and formality to breed you like an animal. And you couldn't help but fall with him. You internally curse at your animalistic desires, your inner instinct considering him as a suitable partner. You couldn't help but melt when he slipped his tongue inside her mouth, the Heat flooding to your core with every move of his lips against yours and and hand gentle yet firm hold on your hips making you move in tandem with his own, grinding his clothes throbbing bulge against your still clothed entrance made it harder to fight against his unwanted advances.

"You claim to hate me, yet you kiss me back." Silas purrs, finally ending his session of messy kisses, a string of saliva connecting his tongue to your lips breaking as he licks his lips. " Do you really harbor such hatred for your future husband? Do I need to properly claim you to make you see my love for you?"

He did not allow you to answer his question, letting go of your arms to lift your legs over his shoulders. How fast and forcefully he folded you in half, almost knocked the wind out of you. He looked down at you with a small dark smile, the head of his cock brushed against your covered hole.

When you looked down, your eyes widened; he was big. His smile widens at your reaction as his cock twitches under your attention. "it's for you. All for you." he purred, hands traveling to your hips but not before moving your underwear out of the way for his cock to slowly press against your bear entrance; you felt the witness of his precum kiss your entrance before slowly getting pushed inside. Silas's hands grabbed your waist to support his hot breath against your lips as he wanted to kiss them. You are so small, so tight he tried to kiss and protect and love you, yet a deeper part of him wanted to ruin you, make you scream and dominate you until you can't think or function, make you addicted to his cock and cum. Your tail thrashed about as he forced his cock deeper, your walls clamping down on him, making it hard, but he persisted still. He was big, and it hurt, but at the same time, the feeling of fullness inside you felt good. And when Silas peppered kisses on your lips to comfort you, it felt nice.

"Relax, it will feel good, I promise; I'll make you feel so good; just relax and open up more for me." Silas purrs his sweet yet seductive as he tries to soothe you. His kisses were soft and gentle against your face, in his cock buried deep in you to the hilt was a feeling you'd never experienced before. You whined, kissing from the pain of his cock, stretching your tight little wifey hole, your hands finding somewhere anywhere to grab to brace yourself for his movements when he began to grind himself inside you. His cock sliding against your warm wet walls, his nose buried into your shoulder, his breathy whimpers tickling your neck when, feeling you tighten around him when he begins to slide slowly in and out, his cock throbbing inside you, driving him crazy, he already felt close. But still, he resisted working you open with every thrust, gradually increasing his pace until his hips were drilling down onto you, forcing moans and cries with every slam. When the slight pain subsides in a place of pleasure, the heat in your core burning so hot it threatens to overtake you, breaking you from the inside out as every rational thought in your brain gets fucked out and replaced with pleasure.

Your handshake fingernails digging into your palms as the sheets no longer sufficed, you bring your arms around him and grab at his shoulders and back, desperate scratching and clawing. Silas, the stinging feeling of your nails digging into his back go straight to his cock, his eyes rolling around as his hips faltered his relentless pace for only a second. "F-fuck! D-do that again, and ill cum; flood you till you'll leak of me for days!"

Was this a promise or a threat you don't know anymore? All you know is that the thought of it made you close, clenching around him.

And he felt you, he felt you react, felt you tighten around him as if you were asking begging for him to claim you,

and he lost it.

You screamed his name as the sharp pain of his teeth sinking into your shoulder seared into you, etching his claim into your skin, muffling his growls and howls of pleasure when his cock exploded inside you. Your vision blurs as you cum hard, your gum walls milking every last drop of his seed deep inside.

You are so sensitive as you come down from your high that you shake, feeling your new mate grind his cock deeper. Luckily for you, Silas, who is ogling the latest mark he had made on your skin, would not continue when you are this sensitive. He was beyond satisfied, with your arms still wrapped around him as you begin to nod off exhaustion, hitting you all at once; he takes this as submission.

Finally, you may not be fully broken, but it's a start. His heart fluttered as he lay beside you, something that you would have never let him do; he wrapped his arms around you, holding you closer to his chest; feeling his warmth, you sleepily snuggled against him, your tail now wrapping around his leg.

He shall prepare the wedding as soon as possible, but for now, you will enjoy this moment of quiet, knowing that your submission will not last long.

[boyybites]

Finished his ref yeehaw.

Really am in love with his design ngl, popped off with it a bit, peak design even, will never top this <-lying

[crookedwingsims]

Playing around in CAS...

Really I just needed an excuse to try these new tattoos by @luckymolly.

[mrunadventure]

In case you missed it, a new video has dropped!

A new hero named Silas is being introduced into the unadventure universe, Check it out!

[night-triumphantt]

so,,,, Pheo said Marcelle's painting was Ivan the terrible and his son Ivan,,, and could not stop til i drew it,,, close ups under the cut if you want some more pain ig (@exilethegame)

[stickylizardcave]

“Hey Jay when are you going to draw Silas in your current fandom-”

I ALREADY HAVE AHAHAHAHHAA

He fills the role of uhhhhhhhhhh. Lumberjack. Teaches about forest plants and animals I guess hahah;;;

[ready-set-shenanigans]

Lil old family photo =3