Hey guys, I‘ve been inactive for a while now and I‘m sorry about that, but things have been piling up recently and I could really use some help. I know it’s a lot to read, but it’s really important to me.
I was fired from my job at the end of November, because I had an accident that left me physically disabled and I can’t continue working as a nurse like that. It really sucked, because it was so sudden but I had some savings and knew that I could use those to pay rent for as long as I would be looking for a job.
Well, in December one of my cats, Hayley, suddenly started having seizures about 5-6 times a day and it really freaked me out. I went to the vet with her and it turned out that she had a brain tumor that would have to be removed. Obviously I had to do that. Everything went well and she‘s fine now but it left me with a bill of 4.5k that I had to pay within two weeks. So, I used all of my savings and a bit of money that my mom was able to give me, but that also left me with nothing to pay for rent.
It’s been three months now and I haven’t been able to find a job yet, which also means I haven’t been able to pay rent. My landlord now gave me a notice that if I don’t pay everything back by the end of the month, which is 3.950€, he will have me evicted. And I don’t know what to do anymore.
I hate asking for help, because this entire situation is so embarrassing to me but if any of you could help by donating/ sending something to my PayPal, or even just by sharing this post, I‘d be so grateful.
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Once again, I hate being in this situation but I honestly don’t know what to do.
Also, here’s a few pics of Hayley and my other two cats Natasha and Nelly.
"i miss you sex" with your ex-boyfriend sylus (nsfw)
he's more timid than ever before with you, a far cry from his usual assertive demeanor in bed. "let me touch you, kitten? let me make you feel good again?" every touch on your body is a gentle request for permission to go further.
"just feel, don't think... let me love you again..." he pleads gently as his fingers hook in your panties, gently tugging. he gives you room to tell him to stop, and the faint tremble in his fingers betrays his frayed nerves.
"i missed this... i missed you..." he can't stop saying how much he missed you as he kisses up your neck, his mouth needy and wet. "god i missed you..."
"remember how I used to kiss you right here? and here? just like that?" your collarbone, your shoulder, the valley of your breasts. "i never forgot, sweetheart. how could i forget when you moan so beautifully every time..."
"so beautiful when you come," he murmurs with his fingers inside you, kissing your forehead. "so fucking beautiful. missed that sound, that look."
on the edge of his release, his face contorted in desperation and pleasure, the words fall from his lips before he can filter them: "say my name. "please, kitten, n-need to hear you say it... remember when we were happy, baby, say my name..."
"i love you, kitten. never stopped. not for a moment..." he whispers under his breath when you're done.
Sylus becoming aware he is a character in a game and now he’s aware of you as well. A modern day Romeo & Juliet story here …. A tragic love story
pt. 2 here
A/N: Don’t fight me
[Requested by: Anon]
Self-Aware!Sylus who realizes he’s in a game when he can sense your energy on the other side of a phantom wall. He can hear you squealing when he calls you honey and you're radiating happiness when you send him random emojis.
Self-Aware!Sylus who finally sees you when he happens to be looking around during a photoshoot and sees your shocked face when he makes eye contact. He smirks and turns back to the in-game version of you. “Why are you out there?” You dropped your phone and stared at it in shock. Did Sylus just ….. talk to you? You muttered a low ‘Hello?’ but got no response. You brushed it off as you just being tired and on the game too long.
Self-Aware!Sylus who manages to create a keyboard in your chat so he can actually text you. You were so confused when you opened it and it allowed you to type without just pressing a prompt. You gave it a spin with a quick ‘Hey Sylus’ something simple. Of course the message was read immediately and he replied with a ‘Hello [your name]’ you stared at the screen in shock not knowing if this was a new update or if you were just going crazy.
Self-Aware!Sylus who chuckles when he sees you pouting because you didn’t get his card so when you close the app and lay down he gifts you the card himself. You opened the app and the first thing Sylus says to you is “I don’t like seeing you sad, check your memories I left a gift for you”. When you open your memories you see that you not only got his most recent card but all of his five star memories. “What's happening here?” “You’re smile is so captivating I just had to see it again”
Self-Aware!Sylus who opens the app randomly throughout the day so he can see you “I haven’t seen you all day what are you doing?” causing you to snatch your phone off the table because he always seems to catch you when you’re at work or around a group of people. “Sylus I'm at work I'll call you when I get off” he crosses his arms and seems to be pouting? “I don’t like how much you have to work I don’t see you as often” “Well not all of us are billionaires some of us work for said billionaires to make a living” “I wish I could take care of you….” “You and me both”
Self-Aware!Sylus who teases you when he wins a game of kitty cards or who uses his evol to get every stuffed animal for you when you get frustrated. “You sure do wear your heart on your sleeves sweetie”
Self-Aware!Sylus who stares directly at you when you’re doing a photoshoot with your in-game MC “Sylus focus on her so I can get the picture” “I want to focus on you though” “She is me” “…..she’s not”
Self-Aware!Sylus who tells you not to fall in love because he’s not real, but he falls head over heels in love with you anyway. From the late night conversations of you explaining your world to him and just talking about everything and nothing at the same time. He can’t help it one night when you’re up late on the phone as always he just has to ask “Do you love me?” you’re shocked by his question, but swiftly answer with a shy “Yea I do”
Sylus: I thought we agreed not to fall in love
Y/N: I was already in love you just noticed late
Sylus: I believe I fell harder
You giggled as something somber settled in your chest.
Y/N: We’ll never truly be together you know?
Sylus: I know and yet I continue to long for you …. I wish I could kiss you
Y/N: I wish you could too…..
You and Sylus had gotten lost in the moment, baking something together. Once again Sylus had put something out of your reach, which in turn annoyed you, and that ended with you smearing some of the frosting on Sylus‘s cheek. Now you two were covered in said frosting, you were upside down on Sylus‘s shoulder as he carried you to the bathroom.
A bit forgotten in the chaos, the Twins had both been watching you from afar, laughing at you guys.
Kieran - Looking at his twin: So, who do you think fell in love first?
Summary: Sylus has balls, showing up at your work as if he own the place. Still, you're glad to feel see him.
Character: MC x Sylus
Genre: explicit sexual content, provocative
Pet names: Kitten, Sweetie, Love
Word count: 2,202 | Reading Time: 9 min | AO3
WARNINGS: mdni, blowjob
"Are you crazy?" you whisper to Sylus, shoving him into the cramped maintenance room. "How can you even walk in out of this building?"
Sylus smirks, his eyes glinting in the dim light. "So you're not happy to see me, kitten?"
"That's not the point of this conversation, Sy" you hiss, glancing at the door as if expecting someone to burst in.
The room is suffocatingly small, packed with clutter: shelves crammed with tools, dusty boxes piled in the corners. A single, feeble light bulb dangles overhead, its grimy surface casting a dim, uneven glow over the two of you. You've cornered Sylus against an overcrowded shelf, leaving him nowhere to go.
"I like the look on your face when you're angry"
"Are you not even concerned about getting caught?"
"Caught doing what? Hiding in a closet? Or being the leader of Onychinus and your lover?" His grin widens.
You raise an eyebrow. Sometimes you don't know if he is incredibly bold or just stupid. Walking inside the HQ full of Hunters, in broad daylight, like he owned the place. Why is he even awake?
"Sylus, get out of here" you say, your voice tight with urgency.
He chuckles softly. "You’re the one who shoved me into this closet. Now it’s my fault?"
You click your tongue in irritation, biting back the retort on your lips. Yeah, you didn’t think this through. You sigh, exasperated.
"What are you doing here?" you demand, pressing closer to him, forcing him harder against the shelving. The feeling of his hard chest, is amazing but you can't let that distract you. Focus.
"Business" he replies nonchalantly,
"What kind of business?" Your eyes narrow, suspicion creeping into your tone.
"Sweetie" he drawls, a sly smile curling his lips "are you practising a new interrogation technique? Because I don’t think you’ll get much intel like this. But…" Your instincts kick in, hairs on the back of your neck rising. You know what’s coming—he always does this. You try to step back, to create space, but he moves faster. Before you can escape, he spins you around, reversing the roles. Now you’re the one pinned against the shelf. Sylus tilts your chin up with his fingers, his expression infuriatingly amused. "I could give you the reason, if you let me play a little" he murmurs, his voice a low purr.
"This is not the moment for that" Sylus is already nipping on your neck. Leaving small bites and kisses on it. You need to focus.
"No? I think it's perfect.' As he bites hard you let out a whine and he puts one hand over your mouth. "Careful, sweetie" he whispers with a soft laugh, his breath warm against your skin.
"This... reminds me of the last time we were hiding. But now I have both hands free."
Your eyes widen, a flicker of panic and anticipation coursing through you. Is he planning to take you right here? The thought of it the heat is pooling low in your stomach. Sylus is an expert in making you wet your panties with just a few teasing kisses. Fuck, it’s infuriating—and addictive. You hate how much you love it.
He crashes his lips against yours, first teasing with a slow lick before diving deeper, his tongue exploring your mouth with a hungry urgency. A low growl rumbles from his chest as his hand tangles in your hair, pulling your head back to expose your neck. The move makes your breath hitch. He needs better access, and you can’t deny him.
Heat surges through you like a wildfire, and you’re losing control, piece by piece. With just one kiss he’s ignited all the desire you have for him. You crave more. You want to lose yourself in that mouth, on that lips, they feel so comfortable and warm. Give me more. I want more.
Sylus feels how you relax in his arms. He uses the moment to tighten his grip on you, pulling you closer. His knee slides between your legs, nudging you just right, and a gasp escapes your lips. He smirks against your mouth, and you hate how much that little gesture sets you ablaze. Your hips move instinctively, grinding against his thigh, desperate for friction. The rough fabric of his pants brushes against your bare skin, and you silently thank the gods for your uniform’s shorts today.
He notices—of course, he notices—and his smirk deepens. Sylus finally breaks the kiss, your face is flushed.
"That’s my girl," he murmurs, his voice dark and honeyed, as if he’s rewarding you for giving in to him so easily.
You pussy is a mess already, you can feel how it is watering, pulsing, practically aching. The heat between your thighs almost unbearable You want him. Now. Even your nipples, sensitive under your bra, are stiff and restless. You can’t help but recall how he’s worshipped your breasts before—his hands squeezing them, slapping them, covered in his delicious and hot cum.
"Not so fast, my love" your expression is begging for more. He brushed with his thumb over your swollen lips. "Go on your knees"
You blink, momentarily confused. What did he say? Normally he likes to heat you up, eating you out until you’ve come so many times you’re breathless before he even thinks about his own pleasure. A change in dynamics isn’t unwelcome—it’s just… unexpected.
"You have come all the way here just for a blowjob?" one hand sliding up to rest on his hard dick pressing against this black slack. "Is this the business you needed to attend?
Sylus lets out a low, amused laugh, the sound vibrating in the small, dusty room. You try to regain control, resuming your so-called "interrogation," determined to pry out the real reason for his sudden, reckless appearance. But Sylus, as always, has other plans.
"Go on your knees," he says again, his voice like velvet, wrapping around you and making it impossible to resist. His lips curve into a knowing smirk. "Do that, and I’ll tell you after. Word."
You hesitate for only a moment, but deep down, you know Sylus never breaks his promises. Playing along might actually get you the answers you’re after. And if not... well, the thought of what comes next already has your mouth watering. You want him—desperately. You want to feel him, taste him, make him lose that infuriating composure for once.
With a deep breath, you do as he says. Shifting positions, you sink to your knees before him, the cramped maintenance room fading into the background. Sylus leans back against the shelf, his gaze fixed on you with a predatory glint that sends shivers racing through your body.
Sylus doesn’t break eye contact as he unfastens his pants, his movements slow and deliberate, meant to tease. He pushes down the waistband of his pants and boxers in one fluid motion, freeing himself. His cock springs out, hard and ready, the sight alone making your core clench with need.
A pulse of heat rushes through you, your body reacting instantly. You swallow hard, trying to maintain some semblance of composure, but the ache between your thighs only grows stronger.
Sylus is clearly enjoying the view. You glance up at him, your expression a mix of defiance and silent questioning. Are we really doing this? Here? Inside the HQ?
You’ve clearly lost your mind. Or maybe you lost it the moment you met this man.
His smirk deepens, wicked and commanding. "Lick," he says, his voice low, almost a growl. You don’t need him to tell you twice. You want him—all of him—for yourself.
Leaning in, you run your tongue slowly along his base, savouring the soft hiss that escapes his lips. The sound sends a thrill through you, and you feel a surge of pride knowing you can pull those reactions from him.
One hand steadies you on his thigh, gripping him lightly, while your other hand glides up his leg, fingertips brushing over his skin until it finds its way to his balls.
You play with his tip, before opening your mouth, taking him all the way in. It feels so good. Despite how big he is, you make the effort to reach the base. When you feel safe, you start moving, back and forth. It tastes so good.
He doesn't usually let you take control, almost never, but this is incredible. Even though he initiated it, you can control how you suck him.
Your saliva begins to drip down your chin, a soft trail of moisture marking your movements. The sound of sucking, your quiet sighs, and the laboured rhythm that’s both slow and deliberate, savouring the taste of him, the heat, the way his body responds to each touch.
You can hear Sylus, his own breath ragged, soft groans escaping him as his fingers curl into your hair, guiding you with gentle pressure.
Sylus leans down a bit, his voice low and steady, but there’s an edge to it now. "That’s it… just like that…" His words drift off, swallowed by the sound of your movements.
It’s so rare to hear him like this, a vulnerability in his voice that’s almost impossible to ignore. The sound of him—soft and unguarded—pulls you deeper into the moment, making everything else fade away.
Your body aches with need, every instinct screaming for release, but hearing him, drawing those sounds from him, is even more intoxicating. You want to touch yourself, to feel the same pleasure coursing through you, but you hold back.
"Oh, faster..." you can tell he’s close, his breath uneven, the tension in his body growing with every passing second.
You decide to take a chance, pausing your movements for a moment to interrupt his pleasure, switching to using your hand instead. But the look Sylus gives you—a dark, almost predatory expression—sends a shiver down your spine. Maybe this wasn’t such a good idea.
"Love..." he murmurs, his voice low and commanding, a warning. He removes your hand from him gently but firmly, before gripping your chin with his other hand. The pressure of his thumb on your lower lip forces you to open your mouth, the dominance in his touch undeniable. "You're not done" he says, making it clear you’ve only just begun.
You hesitate for only a moment before obeying, your breath catching in your throat as you follow his lead. Sylus stuffed his dick in your mouth. He grabs your hair firmly but without hurting you. His pace is demanding, relentless, but there's a rhythm to it, and you can’t help but feel drawn deeper into the intensity of the moment. Tears fall from the effort, your jaw begins to hurt. Sylus is fucking your mouth, and the feeling is priceless. You roll your eyes back in your head.
"Such a good kitten for me." Sylus tries to keep himself under control. Seeing your pretty face, making such erotic expressions, he wants to ruin you in every possible way. But not there, in this instant he is happy to fuck you like that.
The air around you grows heavier, charged with the energy of the moment, and you can feel your own pulse quickening. You're so cock drunk. Right now, you don’t care if anyone finds you like this. You just want to feel Sylus cum on your tongue. You look up at him, your eyes meeting his with a silent understanding. Letting him know that you're ready for him to cum. The moment seems to stretch, suspended in time.
"Ready?" you try to nod while he thrust your mouth even deeper and quicker. You feel his cock pulse and get even harder. It's a sensation you love on your tongue. You hear him moaning softly and then you feel it, his cum filling you, sweet and hot. Sylus keeps fucking you as you try to drink his juice.
Sylus releases his grip on your hair, his hands moving quickly to pull you toward him. His lips find yours in a desperate kiss, hungry and urgent. The intensity of it consumes you. He doesn't mind to taste himself in your mouth. The kiss breaks for just a moment, and you’re both left gasping.
"Did I hurt you?" you shake your head. It was amazing. Sylus lick the rest of his cum from you lips and chin. "Good"
"Now, tell me, why are you here?" you ask, your voice steady despite the heat still lingering between you.
Sylus laughs softly, the sound rich and dark, a hint of amusement dancing in his eyes. "I have a meeting with your... boss," he replies nonchalantly, glancing at his watch. "Actually, it was supposed to be fifteen minutes ago. Time really flies when I’m with you, sweetie."
He takes a slow breath, shifting slightly, before reaching into his pocket. With a smooth motion, he hands you the key to his car. "Do me a favor," he says, his voice almost casual "You know what to do if things go south." The nonchalance of his request catches you off guard.
"Wait for me" Sylus says, his voice low and smooth, a promise hidden within the words. "Then I can take care of you at my place."
Caleb x female reader
Type: Smut, almost no plot
Synopsis: You and Caleb had fallen asleep in your bed, watching movies. In the middle of the night you wake up by something, or rather someone, rubbing against you.
Warnings: MDNI, needy/desperate m, cursing, possessive m, finishing inside, love confession
Word Count: 2.4k
He couldn't take it anymore. It had started off so innocently. You and Caleb decided to spend the night in, watching movies, since it had been raining all day and there had been nothing else to do.
It had been a fun night, especially because you had recently started to trust Caleb more again. You're slowly letting him back in, but sometimes it truly felt like you couldn't live with or without him. He made your mind go crazy, because he wasn't your brother anymore and you were starting to doubt if he ever really was, confused about your feelings for him.
And now you're lying in front of him. His arms wrapped around your middle and you had felt so safe, that you dozed off. Unlike Caleb. He has been awake the entire time and relished the feeling of you lying in his arms. Pressed against him as tight as humanly possible and his mind couldn't stop going into overdrive. He had realised years ago that he had never seen you as his sister. At first it had scared him, because the thoughts he had had about you were something no brother would ever dare to think of his sister.
When those thoughts first entered his mind, he tried to distance himself from you but as soon as he noticed how much that had hurt you, he stopped, even if it had been torture for himself. Over time he started to justify his thoughts. His cravings. And he realised that he hadn't seen you as his sister, even when he was a young boy. You were like sunlight that had to be protected, and that's what he did. Especially when he realised how many people wanted to hurt you. He was content with killing anyone who dared lay their hands on you or even look in your direction. You were his. His obsession. His sunlight.
For the hundredth time tonight the smell of your coconut shampoo enters Caleb's nose and he can't stop himself from burying his face in your hair again. He hates that he feels like this about you, his mind and his feelings contradicting in every possible way, but as long as you don't know about it, he's content with how things currently are. Until you start talking and moving in your sleep.
At first a chuckle bubbled out of Caleb, trying to be as quiet as possible to not wake you up, but your words start to become more clear. An incoherent string of words like "Yes", "Right there" and even quiet moans coming out of your mouth fill the room, and Caleb immediately goes rigid. He can't believe what he's hearing right now, not sure how to deal with this situation, but then you push your hips against his. And you say his name. His name.
Every colour in Caleb's face drains, his mind going a thousand miles an hour, when he notices that familiar feeling of his pants tightening around him. Fuck. His first thought is to pull away from you a little bit, but the second he moves even an inch away from you, he hears you whining in protest and he immediately stops. Caleb's heart is about to burst out of his chest, because that's what he had been imaginging almost every night. Every night he was alone at Skyhaven with his cock fucking into his fist, or even back when he was training to become a pilot.
Only a few seconds later he realises that he has started grinding his hardness against you, needing to feel that friction. Needing to feel you. Does he feel bad about it? Yes. But you're making all these pretty sounds and you're saying his name, so he tries to justify his actions with that. He nuzzles his face into your shoulder, slowly moving one of his hands under your shirt. The need to feel your skin, to feel you, overpowering his rational thoughts.
And that's when you start to wake up. At first you think you're still dreaming and you feel this pang of guilt. You always felt it when you had these dreams about Caleb, but they just wouldn't stop. Too afraid to deal with those feelings, you never really tried to think about what you truly felt for him. And you are so scared of losing Caleb, if he ever found out about this.
The grogginess of sleep slowly lifts from your brain and that's when you feel it. Strangely the feeling of someone grinding against you, touching you, doesn't leave and you're completely confused. Until you hear the shaky breaths of Caleb so close to your ear. Your face instantly feels like it's on fire, considering how good his movements make you feel. And you hate yourself for a second for wanting him to keep touching you. Feeling the need to let him know that you're awake, that you know what he's doing, you finally speak up. "Caleb?".
Caleb hears you but he's already too far gone. His grip on your stomach only tightens and his mind is at war. He should stop, he knows that, but then again, he has been waiting for this for so long. "Please...Please...Just this once, Pipsqueak". The sound of his whiny voice, begging you to let him continue, almost makes you dizzy and now your entire body feels like it's on fire. Caleb is still grinding against you and from that alone you just know he's packing. He just makes you feel good and you honestly don't want him to stop. That's why you gently grab his hand that has been under your shirt for a while now and you guide it up to your chest. That's your answer.
As soon as Caleb realises that you're allowing him to keep going, that you actually want this, he feels like his brain is about to explode. The soft and warm skin under his hand feels so right and he immediately notices the hard nipple, brushing against it. "Fuck, you really want this, huh?". Now his lips are brushing over your shoulder and the slight growl in his voice makes something deep inside you tighten. If he only knew for how long you've been cravingthis.
Caleb's lips feel so soft on your shoulder and you move your head a bit to the side, just to give him more room to play with, which he immediateyl takes advantage of. His lips trail over your shoulder to your neck and he gently starts to suck on that sweet spot, drawing more of those sweet sounds out of you. The sound of rain pattering against your bedroom window disappears, drowned out by your quiet gasps and by Caleb's erratic breathing.
Everything about this situation is overwhelming you, but you need even more. You need to feel him. That's why you grab his hand again, with which he's currently gently flicking his fingers against your hard nipple. "Don't make me stop... I can't...". He sounds even more desperate than before, biting into your shoulder to make you stop, as his hips start to grind against you even harder, but you have other plans. "I won't. I just need you to...". Not being able to finish your sentence, a small part of you still feeling like what you're doing with Caleb is wrong, you wordlessly guide Caleb's hand down to the hem of your shorts.
For a second Caleb stops everything. With a tight grip on the hem of your shorts, he's now just breathing against your neck and you can feel his heart hammering against your back. He won't stop. He knows that, but he also knows that once you two cross that line, it'll never be as it was. Your heart also feels like it's about to jump out of your chest, the mixture of anticipation and need making your own breath speed up. And that's when Caleb slowly pulls down your shorts. His fingers are grabbing your shorts and panties at the same time and suddenly you find yourself lying in your bed with Caleb behind you, completely bare. Never in a million years did you think inviting Caleb to a movie night would end up like this, but you're so glad that you did it.
Moving his hand away from you, you can hear Caleb pulling down his own pants and before you can even feel his cock anywhere near you, that intense feeling in your middle grows stronger. Before you can think about what you two are about to do, Caleb pushes his hard cock in between your thighs and he can only growl, when he feels how wet you are. How your slickness is already covering him and his hand quickly moves to your hip, holding on tight. "Tell me, Pipsqueak. What were you dreaming of?". That question alone makes your face heat up again, but at the same time only whiny sounds leave your lips. He feels so good against you, rubbing his tip against your pussy at such a fast pace, hitting your clit with it every time. How could you tell him that you had been dreaming of that one night a few years ago, when you two kissed. That you wished he would've done more that night?
"How long have you been dreaming of me like that? For how long have you wanted to be mine?". He just won't stop. Caleb had always loved teasing you but now is not the time for this. All you want is for him to take you. To finally still that hunger you've felt for him for years now. You simply start to grind against his hard cock, willing him to accidentally slip inside, but Caleb's hold on your hip just tightens. Holding you in place. Another whine escapes your lips, but Caleb doesn't chuckle. He is just as much of a needy mess as you are right now, but that doesn't stop him from teasing you. His breath feels hot against your ear, making a shiver go down your spine and it's the most infuriating yet delicious feeling you've ever felt.
"Because I've been wanting to do this for years.". Without any other warning, Caleb finally pushes the tip of his cock into you, not entering you completely yet. A loud groan rumbles through Caleb's chest and all you can do is throw your head back a little bit, moaning. He only has his tip in you and yet you already know that he's big. Just like you knew he would be from the beginning. After a few seconds of letting you adjust, Caleb continues pushing into you in the most agonizing, slow way, as his teeth sink into your shoulder again. Rolling back your eyes at that sensation, feeling Caleb inside you to the hilt, you take in a deep breath.
After a few seconds of letting you adjust and kissing your neck again, Caleb starts to move. His thrusts are slow at first and it feels so good. Way better than it has ever been in your dreams. "Imagine how many times I had to fuck myself in the past years because of you.". Caleb knows exactly what he's doing with his words and you know he's saying it now to get a reaction out of you. Despite not wanting to give in so easily, you start to clench around Caleb's cock, earning a haughty chuckle from him. He's filling you out completely, drawing more moans out of you but it's not enough for him. "You really had no idea how much I wanted to fuck you, make you mine, all these years...".
His thrusts become faster after this. In this moment Caleb can't be the sweet boy for you. He need you to know that you're his and only his. That you always have been his, even though you didn't know it. The sound of your skin slapping against his, satisfying something primal in Caleb and he's just pistoning in and out of you. Your moaning and whining gets louder in response to that, since Caleb is also hitting that sweet spot over and over again. You definitely can't think straight anymore. All you know is that this is right. This is where you're supposed to be.
With how fast and rough Caleb is pounding you, you feel that familiar sensation of your impending orgasm, and from how Caleb is groaning and breathing against your ear, you know that he must be close too. "Caleb, please... Finish inside". For a second Caleb has to force himself to keep moving, even though his brain is short circuiting right now. He has been wanting to fill you up with his seed from the beginning, but he never would've thought that you'd allow it or even beg him to do this. Something snaps inside him and somehow he manages to pound into you even harder. His grip on your hip tightens even more, sure to leave marks on you, but you don't mind.
After a few more thrusts, you finally feel that tight knot deep inside you breaking, and you cum like you've never done before. Starting to see white spots in front of your eyes out of pure pleasure, you throw your head back even more, your eyes rolling back. Your entire body is shaking, as you scream out his name and your pussy starts to clench around Caleb's cock. And that's it for him. "Oh fuck, I love you.". Groaning out those words, Caleb spills his seed inside you and he repeats those three words over and over again. You can feel him twitching inside you, as he fills you up and you feel like you could come again, just because of his confession.
Ever so slowly Caleb's thrusts slow down until he isn't moving anymore, but he stays buried inside you. His sweat covered forehead rests against your shoulder and you're both trying to catch your breaths. You have never felt like this for someone before and you realise that you don't want to anyways. If you could you would stay here with Caleb forever. Never letting him go again. "Did you just say you love me?". Your question is exactly what Caleb expected but he doesn't mind. His breath is still heavy as he gently kisses your shoulder again. "Mhmm, I've loved you for years, Pipsqueak.".
Zayne x female reader
Type: Smut, almost no plot
Synopsis: It was summer. Linkon was hit by a heatwave and you decided to drop by Zayne's office to bring him some ice cream to cool down, but Zayne was the one who ended up helping you cool down.
Warnings: MDNI, temperature play, restricion of movement, fingering, oral f!receiving
Word count: 1.9
It was the third day in a row that Linkon city had an average temperature of 38°c and you felt like dying. But you knew that Zayne had it worse. You had a couple of days off from work and you could stay home with your AC, that had become your best friend, while Zayne had to work. With that in mind, you decided to do something good. You should definitely drop by his office and bring your favourite sweet tooth some ice cream. Little did you know how that visit would end.
With a tub of the sweetest chocolate ice cream you could find, you went to Asko Hospital. Yvonne and Greyson both jokingly had begged you to give them some too, well Yvonne was joking, but you knew Greyson had been serious about it. You somehow got away from him by telling him that you'd ask Zayne to share but that promise got lost, because of the situation you had found yourself in.
You were sitting on Zayne's desk, him in between your legs and somehow he had tied your wrists together behind your back with his tie. However that could've happened, you didn't even remember but you weren't going to complain. Zayne had been working all day and he had been so happy to see you, especially with that tub of ice cream but was craving something else. Or rather someone else.
"Walking here must've been torture in that heat", he murmured into your ear and he was right, but in that moment the heat you were feeling wasn't because of the temperature outside. Zayne gently moved his fingers along your neck and you let out a hiss at the sudden freezing cold sensation against your skin. Of course he'd use his evol. You had never even considered it, but the sound you made only caused Zayne to chuckle against your ear. Shivers ran down your spine and it wasn't just because of the cold sensation. "Can you do it again?". Your voice was shaky and soft, but Zayne quickly answered by running his fingertips against your neck again. This time taking his time and slowly moving his fingers down to your collarbone. "Anything to help my favourite Patient cool down".
Goosebumps covered your skin from head to toe and you hated that you couldn't move your arms. That you couldn't touch him. But Zayne enjoyed every single second of this. As his fingers continued trailing over your skin, he captured your mouth in a kiss, more desperate than it usually was. Not wanting to waste time, you moved your tongue across his bottom lip, pushing against it, and the sound Zayne made as he opened his mouth was heaven to you. His tongue immediately started pressing against yours, wanting to taste all of you and you let him. It wasn't the first time you and Zayne had done something in his office, but it was still thrilling every time you did.
As Zayne desperately continued kissing you, his hands moved underneath your top and when his cold fingers made contact with your warm skin there, you couldn't keep the gasp in. Your body immediately tried to move away from this sudden cold feeling, but Zayne immediately put his hands on your waist, holding you still. "There are so many more places I need to cool down, Love", he murmured against your lips this time, his voice even deeper than before and you knew that you were done for.
Your breathing quickened the moment Zayne's hands started to travel up and down your sides and he put his mouth on your neck. Kissing and nibbling on the spots that he just cooled down a bit. It felt like torture but you loved every single second of this. He was so skillful with his hands and it was evident to you every time he touched you. Ever so slowly, Zayne reached for your top and pulled it up, obviously not able to take it off completely since your hands were tied behind your back, but he made it work. Your chest was completely exposed and only your bra was keeping Zayne from seeing everything, but his breathing did stock when he saw your black, lacy bra.
"I wanted to surprise you tonight", your voice was nothing but a whisper, seeing how Zayne was looking at you. Reacting to you. Something in his eyes changed, which immediately made something in your warmest spot throb. "So pretty and all mine". There was a growl in his voice as he said this under his breath and just that could've made you finish on the spot. You could only watch as his hands moved to your chest and he pulled down your bra a bit, making your tits spill out.
Zayne didn't waste any time, immediately starting to tease you. His large hands cupping your tits, gently kneading the soft skin with his ice cold hands. It felt like heaven and hell at the same time, and you wanted more. "Let's see what happens when I do this". Even at this point, you weren't fast enough to think about what he meant, before his fingers moved over your nipples, hardening them within seconds. Another hiss escapes your lips, as Zayne started pinching them a little bit. "Fuck... This is...", you started but you couldn't even describe what you were feeling at this moment. You could feel the way Zayne started to smile against your neck, as he started kissing it again, and his fingers continued roaming over your bare skin.
You wanted more. You wanted to pull him closer, touch him, hold him. But you couldn't and it was driving you insane. While Zayne continued playing with your nipples, you could feel yourself getting hotter with every passing second, despite Zayne using his evol to cool you down. Wanting to satisfy the throbbing between your legs, you hooked one leg around Zayne's waist, trying to pull him closer this way. Trying to feel him against you. That attempt didn't quite work out for you, because Zayne immediately took a step back and all you were able to do was whine. "Someone's so needy today", he was mocking you. Teasing you. And while it didn't satisfy you, it did make you want him more.
God, Zayne loved seeing you like this. It was one of the few moments in which he had you wrapped around his fingers and he couldn't wait to see how you'd react to what he's going to do to you next. "I think we should take off those pants". And just like he said he would, he quickly moved to free you from your pants. Even in your compromising position, not able to help him, you suddenly felt yourself sitting on the desk completely bare. No pants and definitely no panties. At this point your heart was already about to burst out of your chest and Zayne noticed it all. The way your breathing picked up, how much you wanted him and especially the glistening wetness of your pussy.
When you first slept with Zayne, you had still been self conscious. You felt so exposed, when you were naked in front of him for the first time but now? You had grown accustomed to the way he'd look at you. The hunger in his eyes not a stranger to you anymore and now you couldn't wait anymore. Just like Zayne couldn't wait, as he knelt down in front of you, keenly inspecting your pussy. So wet and just for him.
The first contact of his cold fingers with your hot skin made you flinch, but Zayne quickly moved his free hand around you and held onto the small of your back. Holding you in place. Zayne couldn't stop thinking about how much he loved seeing you like this. How you'd react to every single one of his touches and how he could make you fall apart with them. At first he's gentle. His fingers slowly glided through your wet folds, before they landed on your clit and that's when he started to put some pressure into his touch. That alone almost made you lose your mind but then he started to blow against the very same spot he had just used his evol on, and all you could do was buck your hips toward him. The mixture of the coldness and his breath, making you feel like it's even colder and once again you hated that your wrists were tied together.
"Zayne, please!". You had never been above begging Zayne for something. Just like he had never been above begging, when you had him wrapped around your fingers. And Zayne wanted to make all of your wishes come true. That's why it didn't take long for you to feel his hot tongue against you. He was savoring every last inch of you, addicted to your taste and he was good at it. Using the perfect amount of pressure, sucking and sometimes nibbling on your clit, and then you felt his cold fingers again. "Let's see what happens when I do this". His words were muffled, because he had no intention of moving away from your pussy and then you already felt it. Zayne pushed two of his cold fingers into you, and that was a sensation you had never felt before.
The combination of his tongue and mouth working wonders and his cold fingers plunging in and out of you almost made your brain short circuit and Zayne knew exactly what he was doing. He moved his fingers at varying speed and with you pushing your hips more and more into his face, chasing the feeling, he knew that you were loving this. Tasting you, seeing you reacting to him like this, had made him so hard but he wanted this to be about you. Needed this to be about you. So he continued using his evol, pumping his fingers into you, lapping at your pussy until he felt you clenching around him.
"Mhmmm, come for me", he hummed against you and that only made you want to lose it even more. You had felt your climax building up the entire time but you were at your breaking point. Zayne was hitting all the right spots, playing you like a fiddle and that's when you lost it. That tight, delicious knot of feelings bursting and it truly felt like you were on fire. Your eyes rolled back as you bit down on your lip, trying not to scream out his name because you two were at the hospital after all, and you were shaking. Zayne's hold on your back became sturdier, knowing that you wouldn't be able to catch yourself if you fell back, and he didn't stop lapping at your pussy. Wanting to taste every single drop of you.
It took you a bit to ride out your climax and to calm down again, but Zayne was patient. He always had been. Once he was satisfied with watching you, knowing that you had come down from that high, he got up from the floor. At this point your brain was mush, only able to watch as he reached around you and untied your wrists. Zayne noticed that you were still trying to catch your breath, which is why he simply wrapped his arms around you and pulled you against his chest. You were definitely tired out, but the feeling of Zayne around you made you smile. "Thank you for the ice cream". You felt a soft kiss being placed on your forehead, yet all you could do was giggle.
Sylus x female reader
Type: Smut, almost no plot
Synopsis: You're home alone, ready to go to bed - exhausted after yet another long day of fighting Wanderers - when Sylus appears at your apartment and he's drunk.
Warnings: MDNI, alcohol, oral (m!receiving), face fucking, praising, needy, rough?, biting/marking, finishing inside, cursing?, a bit possessive ?, mention of spit?
Word count: 1.6k
"Sy, are you drunk?".
You had no idea how else to react to the man that stood in front of your door. His silver hair was disheveled. His usually bright crimson eyes were glassy and red. Sylus always had the perfect posture and complete control over his body, but the man standing in front of you seemed like a stranger. Sure, you've had a drink or two together several times but you'd never seen him this drunk.
The lopsided smile on Sylus's face, with his fangs just slightly showing, told you exactly why he was here. Why he had shown up at your apartment in the middle of the night and you suddenly felt your exhaustion slipping away. "I missed you, Kitten", he drawled out his favorite nickname for you and before you knew it, his lips were on yours. The sweet remains of Sylus's favorite cherry wine still lingered on his lips and it was all you could taste.
Sylus was desperate and he wasn't afraid to show that side of his. But only for you. He had missed you all night, waited until Mephisto had given him the sign that you had gotten home and in less than 30 minutes he was here. His kisses made him seem like he was starving and only you could still that hunger, as he brought one arm around your waist, while his other hand cradled your face. Thinking about how Sylus still searched for you, even when he was drunk, satisfied something deep inside you, and your fingers quickly moved to the collar of his shirt. Pulling him into your apartment was the easiest part, because Sylus didn't resist at all.
Together as one you stumbled into your apartment and you could hear the clicking sound of your door falling close, but you didn't really register it. The feeling of Sylus’ lips, hard and demanding, against yours. He continued pushing you towards your bedroom, tracing his tongue over your bottom lip, nipping and pulling at it with his teeth, making you open up for him. Sylus's tongue slipped into your mouth, the taste of the wine even more vibrant now and you couldn't stifle the moan that escaped you, which in turn only made Sylus want you even more.
"Were you waiting for me?", Sylus's voice sounded strained and so unlike himself, but you loved it whenever he was like this. You two had somehow made it to your bedroom and Sylus started tracing kissing along your jaw and down to your neck, gently pulling at the t-shirt of his that you were wearing, just so he could have more skin to kiss and mark. Your breath quickened, feeling exposed by Sylus's question, because you had been waiting for him. Depending on how much work he had to do, he would show up in the middle of the night, and after such a long day you had been yearning for him.
You couldn't think straight. Sylus was kissing and biting into your neck, his hands wandering under the t-shirt you were wearing. The coldness of his hands were a stark contrast to your warm skin and the first contact made you gasp, which only led to Sylus smiling against your neck. His teeth sank harder into your skin, making you gasp in pain, but it was definitely a pain you welcomed. Sylus, spurred on by how receptive you are of him, kissed the spot he just bit into and moved his mouth to another spot on your neck that hadn't been marked. Yet.
"Make that pretty sound again. Make it just for me", a low and hungry growl rumbled in his chest as he sunk his teeth into your skin again. His hands were tracing along your curves at the same time, sometimes stopping to grab onto your flesh. Knowing how hungry he was for you and how much work he had on his plate, you wanted to relieve him of this hunger.
Letting go of the collar of Sylus' shirt, your hands moved down his chest, down his stomach and even further down his belt. The actual amount of need and hunger evident against your palms, as you felt his length bulging against his pants. Wanting to be free. Another moan of yours filled the room, just at the thought that he was this hard for you. And only for you. Sylus' head snapped up and his darkened gaze immediately found yours.
"Need my help with that?", your words only made him want you more and more, letting out an impatient hiss as you started to tease him. Moving your hands up and down, stroking Sylus through his pants, seeing how much it affects him, made you feel something you couldn't quite describe. All you knew was that it made you feel good and you wanted more of it. "What a stupid question, Kitten". Usually Sylus was really patient, but not tonight. Not when he was drunk and certainly not when it came to you. He let go of you, the sound of him desperately trying to unbuckle his belt, but failing to do so, filled the room with the sound of a quiet laugh bubbling out of you.
Sylus was getting frustrated. Why wouldn't his fucking belt open up? It was fun seeing him like this. So needy and desperate to feel the warmth of your mouth, but you yourself couldn't wait to taste him. "So, you do need my help after all". It didn't take you long to go down on your knees for him, one of your hands still stroking him through his pants, teasing him. And then you moved your fingers to his belt, unbuckling it in a swift motion or two, before you were already unbuttoning his pants. All the while Sylus was looking down at you, watching every little movement of yours with anticipation.
Then the moment had finally come. You pulled down his pants and briefs just a little bit at the same time, freeing Sylus's hard cock from its constrictions, and for a second you just looked at it. No matter how many times you'd seen it before, Sylus' size always left you feeling impressed. But you had to pull yourself out of that stupor, wanting to make him feel good. Spitting into your palm, your hand wrapped around his cock and Sylus involuntarily started thrusting into your fist. "Use your mouth, please". Sylus' sounded so needy, yet demanding and who were you to deny him that?
Licking over your lips, you kissed his pink tip, tasting the pre-cum that was already leaking, and then you finally wrapped your lips around his cock. Sylus' immediate reaction was to let out a satisfied, low groan and you, spurred on by this, happily started to move your lips up and down his cock, taking in as much of his length as you could manage right now.
He couldn't believe how good you always made him feel. The warmth of your mouth, wrapped around his cock, sent him into a frenzy of emotions. And in his drunken state, the world around him spinning just a little bit, he wanted more of it. Sylus' hands moved to your head, his fingers tangling into your hair, as he started to fuck into your mouth. For a second it obviously took you by surprise, gagging when his tip touched the back of your throat, and your hands flung to his thighs, your nails digging into his skin. But you didn't stop him. Because when you looked up into his eyes, Sylus was already looking at you. The pleasure from your mouth, evident on his face and you simply wanted to make him feel even better. You always did.
"Fuck, you're being such a good girl for me. You can take it, right Kitten?". Sylus's breath quickened and got evidently louder, as he continued fucking into your mouth and as always, his words, his praise, made you want to be the best for him. His cock drove in and out of your mouth, and you tried to breathe through your nose whenever you could. Your tongue pressing against the underside of his cock, almost made Sylus immediately lose it. He knew that you were keenly aware of what he liked and what he didn't like, which is what made all of this so enjoyable for him.
Tears were stinging in your eyes and you were pretty sure that your nails had already broken through his skin, but you didn't want him to stop. By the time Sylus's moans and groans were the only thing you could hear, and when you felt him starting to twitch a bit against your tongue, you knew he was about to finish, and you weren't disappointed. With one finishing thrust, Sylus spilled string after string of cum into your mouth and as he came, he growled out your name. Hearing, seeing and tasting him like that, left you feeling satisfied but you kept your lips wrapped around his cock until the last drop filled your mouth.
"What are you doing to me, Kitten?", Sylus asked you, fully spent and exhausted, when you finally removed your mouth from his cock and you could only grin at the sight of him. His shoulders were even more slumped than before, his head tilted upwards, as he let out a quiet sigh. Swallowing the warm, salty load in your mouth, you got up from the ground and before you knew it, Sylus had pulled you into his arms. His own arms wrapped around you as tight as he could and you gladly let him. Feeling how fast his heart was beating, you wrapped your arms around him too and you simply closed your eyes.
"I.. I don't think I can...", those broken words of Sylus' filled the silence of your bedroom, and you knew what he wanted to say. Sylus wasn't the person to let his partner go unsatisfied, but you didn't mind. Not tonight at least. "It's okay. Let's just get some sleep, okay?".
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