The hot shower had been relaxing on your tired body. You entered the bedroom wearing a robe, ready to change into your pjs for the night. Sylus looked up from where he was reading his book on the bed. You could see the hunger and desire in his eyes.
“So it should be that time of the month again for you sweetie.”
“Sylus I skipped this month.”
Sylus tsk and looks away from you. “Are you upset?”
“It’s been stressful week for me. I was looking forward to my favorite snack. Your irregular cycle is very inconvenient for me.”
“I’m sorry Sy.” You sat on the bed and layed your head on his shoulder. “I’ll probably get it next month.”
“I’ll be ravenous by then. You think you can handle me?”
You smiled. “I wouldn’t be with you if I couldn’t.”
cw: overstimulation, use of toys, bondage, blowjob, cumming dry, riding, sub!sylus, lowkey ooc sylus
"Not again!! Why do you keep winning?" You bemoan, having lost another kitty cards game to Sylus. Victory had just been within reach this time too, a 2 point difference setting him as the winner.
His rich laughter fills your ears at the scene of you pouting as he gathers the cards up to shuffle. "Don't fret sweetie, it's just been beginners luck." It wasn't, and you both know it.
You despised the air of haughtiness he currently embodied. Every fiber of your body burned with competitiveness, the urge to knock him down a peg, to wipe that smirk off his irritatingly gorgeous face. Huffing, you sit up straight again, watching him deal out the cards.
Opening your mouth, you propose a little bet. "Whoever loses this round has to do whatever the winner wants," you declare. Sylus's eyes light up, the wager piquing his interest enough to utter a "deal".
Determined to win, you're laser focused on the cups in front of you. Mark your words, you are one upping the man in front of you.
The game goes by in a blur, decisively blocking every support card Sylus places down with your own. Capturing every cup you could with a little kitten, your total points rose higher and higher every turn. Until the game ended, a final score of 23-22. You finally won a match, and consequently, won the little bet you set.
The gleam of victory shone in your eyes, much to Sylus's amusement. He sets down his remaining cards, crossing his arms as he says, "I'll admit it sweetie, you won. I'll accept whatever you have planned for me."
A wicked grin grows on your face, calculating the best way to exact your revenge. One look at your face, and Sylus realizes he may be royally fucked.
------`♡´------
You dragged him back to the estate immediately, and now have him strapped to a chair, crimson ropes you picked out wrapped tight around his limbs and chest.
"Care to let me know what you've planned for me?" he asks, way too casually for your liking. Sylus watches as you flit around the room, picking out toys you deemed useful to your plan. His breath hitches a tad in anticipation, waiting to see what you'll do.
Opting to stay silent, you slink back to him, a matching blindfold clutched between your fingers. Reaching behind his head, you secure the fabric, tugging it lightly to check if it loosens.
Sylus groans lightly, "sweetie, you won't even let me see you?" "You lost the bet, and the bet states that I can do whatever I want to you," you counter, stepping back to admire your work.
His bare form, held down to a chair by rope while his cock stood at attention between his legs. The color of the ropes looping around his thighs accentuated the rosy color of the head, which was twitching eagerly.
Kneeling between him, you lean closer, pursing your lips to blow a puff of air on it. Sylus gasps, his hips slightly jerking away making his cock slap his stomach. Opening your mouth further, you slip in just the tip, wrapping your lips and suckling.
He unsuccessfully attempts to buck his length further into your throat, the restraints holding him back. "Fuck, you're really taking advantage of this huh?"
A soft sound of mmhmm vibrates around his shaft, causing him to groan out. The sensations of your movements were only heightened by his loss of vision, and it was enough for him to cum down your throat.
Noticing the way Sylus started to leak harder on your tongue, you pull your head away, to his dismay. Your hand moves to the side to grasp the handle of the sleek vibrator you picked out. Switching it on, you bring it to the base, gently grazing the skin.
Sylus's head tips back, a broken moan escaping his throat. You glide the vibrator up, circling around his tip, a steady drool of precum dribbling out of his slit. Repeating the motions a few times, you watch as he grits his jaw to plug his consistent moaning, to no avail.
A breathy laugh leaves his mouth, trying to gain the slightest bit of control back. "Fuck- kitten is this it? Doesn't really feel like a punishment to me."
You quirk your eyebrow at him, "Oh really? Then maybe I should really punish you then."
------`♡´------
It's been around an hour since you had strapped the vibrator to his dick. He's been emitting a constant stream of moans, throat going hoarse from the exertion. Cum has splattered on his face at this point, complementing the deep pink flushed across his skin. The sight sends a jolt through your core.
Sylus's face contorts in a mix of pain and pleasure. His mind was screaming to run away, but his body wouldn't listen, bucking frantically into the toy.
A tear slips from his eyes, mixing with the creamy fluid. Then two more fall, and suddenly a downpour of tears start to cascade down his face. And he doesn't even realize it, too overstimulated to notice, his entire body trembling hard. Sylus looked like a shell of the man he prides himself in being.
Padding over to him, you remove the vibrator and Sylus emits a sigh of relief. "Sweetie, please let me fuck you, I've been so good for you," he babbles out.
You decide to take pity on him, clicking the vibrator off and throwing it on the bed. Removing his blindfold, his eyes squint to adjust to the lighting.
Lifting yourself up into his lap, you line up his overtly sensitive dick to your entrance. As you slowly sink down, Sylus hisses out, overstimulated to a max. Bottoming out, you move your hips at an agonizingly fast pace. "Fuck wait- kitten it's too mu-ah-ch, slow down," he moans, but you're unable to listen, too focused on chasing your high.
It didn't take much longer for him to reach another orgasm, twitching uncontrollably inside you, but you didn't feel any of his warm cum filling you up. The confusion on your face slowly breaks into a smirk, incredulously asking "Sylus, did you just cum dry?"
He's too out of it to even notice, his whimpers and moans echoing off the walls. You bounce faster, the fact that you made the Sylus cum dry driving you into climax. Your walls squeeze around him, milking him for every drop he has, as you feel slick gushing out around you.
Slowing your movements to a halt, your hands rise to cup his face, placing a peck on his lips as you worriedly ask "are you alright? was this too much Sy?"
Tilting his head to kiss one of your palms, he breathily laughs, "Kitten you underestimate me, nothing you do could be too much."
Your eyes narrow at him. "Oh, is that so? Well, maybe we should test it out." He really needs to get his ego in check.
an: this is so buns, but i am currently in the hate part of the love-hate relationship i have with sylus
my feet are so sore omg and I still want to go around the mall i wish earth had an update where we can walk for long periods of time with no pain limit increases every 3 months
I feel like it would need to be an update on our feet, but ur right
cw: overstimulation, use of toys, bondage, blowjob, cumming dry, riding, sub!sylus, lowkey ooc sylus
"Not again!! Why do you keep winning?" You bemoan, having lost another kitty cards game to Sylus. Victory had just been within reach this time too, a 2 point difference setting him as the winner.
His rich laughter fills your ears at the scene of you pouting as he gathers the cards up to shuffle. "Don't fret sweetie, it's just been beginners luck." It wasn't, and you both know it.
You despised the air of haughtiness he currently embodied. Every fiber of your body burned with competitiveness, the urge to knock him down a peg, to wipe that smirk off his irritatingly gorgeous face. Huffing, you sit up straight again, watching him deal out the cards.
Opening your mouth, you propose a little bet. "Whoever loses this round has to do whatever the winner wants," you declare. Sylus's eyes light up, the wager piquing his interest enough to utter a "deal".
Determined to win, you're laser focused on the cups in front of you. Mark your words, you are one upping the man in front of you.
The game goes by in a blur, decisively blocking every support card Sylus places down with your own. Capturing every cup you could with a little kitten, your total points rose higher and higher every turn. Until the game ended, a final score of 23-22. You finally won a match, and consequently, won the little bet you set.
The gleam of victory shone in your eyes, much to Sylus's amusement. He sets down his remaining cards, crossing his arms as he says, "I'll admit it sweetie, you won. I'll accept whatever you have planned for me."
A wicked grin grows on your face, calculating the best way to exact your revenge. One look at your face, and Sylus realizes he may be royally fucked.
------`♡´------
You dragged him back to the estate immediately, and now have him strapped to a chair, crimson ropes you picked out wrapped tight around his limbs and chest.
"Care to let me know what you've planned for me?" he asks, way too casually for your liking. Sylus watches as you flit around the room, picking out toys you deemed useful to your plan. His breath hitches a tad in anticipation, waiting to see what you'll do.
Opting to stay silent, you slink back to him, a matching blindfold clutched between your fingers. Reaching behind his head, you secure the fabric, tugging it lightly to check if it loosens.
Sylus groans lightly, "sweetie, you won't even let me see you?" "You lost the bet, and the bet states that I can do whatever I want to you," you counter, stepping back to admire your work.
His bare form, held down to a chair by rope while his cock stood at attention between his legs. The color of the ropes looping around his thighs accentuated the rosy color of the head, which was twitching eagerly.
Kneeling between him, you lean closer, pursing your lips to blow a puff of air on it. Sylus gasps, his hips slightly jerking away making his cock slap his stomach. Opening your mouth further, you slip in just the tip, wrapping your lips and suckling.
He unsuccessfully attempts to buck his length further into your throat, the restraints holding him back. "Fuck, you're really taking advantage of this huh?"
A soft sound of mmhmm vibrates around his shaft, causing him to groan out. The sensations of your movements were only heightened by his loss of vision, and it was enough for him to cum down your throat.
Noticing the way Sylus started to leak harder on your tongue, you pull your head away, to his dismay. Your hand moves to the side to grasp the handle of the sleek vibrator you picked out. Switching it on, you bring it to the base, gently grazing the skin.
Sylus's head tips back, a broken moan escaping his throat. You glide the vibrator up, circling around his tip, a steady drool of precum dribbling out of his slit. Repeating the motions a few times, you watch as he grits his jaw to plug his consistent moaning, to no avail.
A breathy laugh leaves his mouth, trying to gain the slightest bit of control back. "Fuck- kitten is this it? Doesn't really feel like a punishment to me."
You quirk your eyebrow at him, "Oh really? Then maybe I should really punish you then."
------`♡´------
It's been around an hour since you had strapped the vibrator to his dick. He's been emitting a constant stream of moans, throat going hoarse from the exertion. Cum has splattered on his face at this point, complementing the deep pink flushed across his skin. The sight sends a jolt through your core.
Sylus's face contorts in a mix of pain and pleasure. His mind was screaming to run away, but his body wouldn't listen, bucking frantically into the toy.
A tear slips from his eyes, mixing with the creamy fluid. Then two more fall, and suddenly a downpour of tears start to cascade down his face. And he doesn't even realize it, too overstimulated to notice, his entire body trembling hard. Sylus looked like a shell of the man he prides himself in being.
Padding over to him, you remove the vibrator and Sylus emits a sigh of relief. "Sweetie, please let me fuck you, I've been so good for you," he babbles out.
You decide to take pity on him, clicking the vibrator off and throwing it on the bed. Removing his blindfold, his eyes squint to adjust to the lighting.
Lifting yourself up into his lap, you line up his overtly sensitive dick to your entrance. As you slowly sink down, Sylus hisses out, overstimulated to a max. Bottoming out, you move your hips at an agonizingly fast pace. "Fuck wait- kitten it's too mu-ah-ch, slow down," he moans, but you're unable to listen, too focused on chasing your high.
It didn't take much longer for him to reach another orgasm, twitching uncontrollably inside you, but you didn't feel any of his warm cum filling you up. The confusion on your face slowly breaks into a smirk, incredulously asking "Sylus, did you just cum dry?"
He's too out of it to even notice, his whimpers and moans echoing off the walls. You bounce faster, the fact that you made the Sylus cum dry driving you into climax. Your walls squeeze around him, milking him for every drop he has, as you feel slick gushing out around you.
Slowing your movements to a halt, your hands rise to cup his face, placing a peck on his lips as you worriedly ask "are you alright? was this too much Sy?"
Tilting his head to kiss one of your palms, he breathily laughs, "Kitten you underestimate me, nothing you do could be too much."
Your eyes narrow at him. "Oh, is that so? Well, maybe we should test it out." He really needs to get his ego in check.
an: this is so buns, but i am currently in the hate part of the love-hate relationship i have with sylus
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