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✮♱✮ summary: You have a tiny little secret you are hiding from Sylus. Basically you love him but you refuse to admit it and his flirtiness/banter doesn’t help. One night you just decide enough is enough.
✮♱✮ warnings: smut, nsfw, (kinda soft) sylus x fem! reader, banter, p in v sex, unprotected sex, creampie, confessions, boxing scenes, kind of a slowburn kinda not, not much else i don’t think, sylus is beefy
✮♱✮ word count: 6.5k
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“Sylus you really need to be more careful. You are banged up really bad this time.”, you say as you are dressing his wounds. You pour a bit of disinfectant on a gash on his shoulder and he grunts. The liquid dripped down his bare chest to his abdomen. Trickles of the substance landing on his black pants. You try to focus on his wound and not him being completely shirtless in front of you.
“Sorry, I’m trying to be careful”, you say and he chuckles looking at you then to your hands.
“Don’t be sorry sweetie, it doesn’t hurt”, he smirks and you give him a side eye along with a scoof.
“You act so tough but if I didn’t help you, you would be sulking”, you say and wrap the gaze around his shoulder. You can feel the intensity of his gaze.
“Mmm probably, otherwise I would be left here like a wounded deer, with no one to take care of me”, you laugh while keeping your eyes on the gauze you are wrapping. You cut the edge of the gauze and tape down the excess. You gently pat the gauze and Sylus looks at your work.
“All done bambi, now you can recover and rest”, you smile and he pats your forehead.
“Thanks kitten, what would I do without you?”, he winks while he smiles and you roll your eyes. He is being flirty…again. This man drives you wild. You try to hide your blush as you turn away from him.
“I don’t know, you could use your evol to heal yourself. I don’t understand why you make me bandage you up and waste medical supplies when you can just heal yourself”, you question him and he looks at your eyes, then your lips, then back up to your eyes.
“Because then I wouldn’t be able to see your pretty face this close”, you freeze at his words, feeling chills run down your spine. Did he just call you pretty? Impossible, you hate when he teases you like this. Sylus notices your facial expression and decides to cover his compliment with banter.
“Now your face looks uncomfortable. Are you constipated kitten?”, he asks and you raise your eyebrow at him. You swat at his shoulder and he gasps. Without realizing it you hit his wounded shoulder.
“Oh my god Sylus are you okay?”, you ask looking at his gauze wrapped wound. His hand is over it and you place your hand over his, concerned you hurt him. He chuckles and smiles.
“I’m fine, you are so easy”, he laughs and you roll your eyes. You grab the first aid kit and clean any supplies that you used. Sylus stands up to help you but you insist that you are fine. He puts his black tshirt back on and looks back at you.
“Really, thank you again for your help, for bigger wounds like this it takes longer to heal”, Sylus thanks you and you nod, putting the first aid kit back in its place in the nearby storage closet.
“No worries, but stop getting hurt so much, I may start charging you”, you joke and he chuckles while placing his hand behind his neck, following you out of the bathroom and into the living area.
“I don’t know if I should take your advice or see this as you only want to see me if I pay you. Either way, I am more than likely to be able to afford your services than to stop getting injured”, he says and your cheeks are painted a light pink at his words. What is with the flirtiness today? You are used to the nicknames and the teasing but he normally doesn’t keep going for this long. You decide to just play along.
“Don’t be so sure Mr. Onichynus, my service fees can be expensive”, you say as you grab your bag to leave. Your heart starts to race when Sylus grabs it before you can.
“Is that so?”, he says holding the bag and starts to walk towards you, slowly. You start backing up, step by step until your back meets a wall. Sylus looks down at your face, his body towering over you as you try to attach your body to the wall. He leans in closer, putting a hand beside your head to meet the wall. He is so close that one more inch your bodies would be touching. He leans down slowly and you can feel his breath on your ear and your neck. The sensation gives you goosebumps and your neck feels extremely sensitive.
“Name your price”, he says in a deep whisper and you feel like your legs are going to give out. Sylus has always had this effect on you. Everything he says, everything he does affects you. It drives you mad and you start to wonder if this is just playful banter or something else. Your body starts to feel hot and you know he heard you audibly gulp. You could almost feel the smirk he has on his face that's right next to your ear. You look up at him and you grab the bag from his hand. You try to shake off this intense feeling and move around Sylus. He could easily trap you with his arms and legs but he lets you go.
“Hmmm I’ll have to think about it, I’ll get back to you on that”, you say nervously and head towards the front door of his home. You don’t turn around to look back at Sylus and fumble with the front door knob until you finally get it open. Without a goodbye you exit through the door and rush to leave. You sprint to the first bus stop, not stopping to take a breath. What was that? Your body still feels hot and your skin is on fire. You can just imagine him gaucking right now, satisfied with his effect on you.
The bus arrives, you get on and swipe your bus card and take the nearest seat. You sit down and try to push down this hot and bothered feeling. You shake your head and look down at your phone to see you had a text from Sylus. Even seeing his name on your screen makes your heart drop, this has to stop.
Sylus: Meet me tomorrow at the boxing ring. I still owe you for today.
You pick your brain at his words and remember that he promised to help you pass your hunters training by showing you some defense moves in return for helping him so often with treating his injuries. You sigh and text him back.
You: Can we reschedule?
You wait for his response, you are unsure if you can see Sylus two days in a row. Especially after all the teasing and flirting today. Your heart can’t take it. Your thoughts put on pause when your phone buzzes.
Sylus: Sorry kitten, I have a tight schedule. See you tomorrow @ 6pm, don’t be late.
You sigh and lock your phone. No way in hell is this going to just be him showing you defense moves. You decide to do everything in your power to keep your distance from him during this training. How? You have no idea but you can’t fall into his little trap.
Once you get home you go straight to bed, thoughts of Sylus invading your mind. You toss and turn all night and you can’t sleep. Exhaustion hits you but your eyes stay wide open. Why does he have this pull on you? Why do you keep wanting to go to him? You know you shouldn’t, it would never work. Your brain and your heart have an intense battle throughout the night and you're unsure of who the winner is because you got a total of 2 hours of sleep that night.
Hearing the annoying tone of your alarm you groan. You sigh as you turn off your alarm, getting up to get ready for the day ahead. You pack your gym clothes, a long sleeve compression jacket and black leggings so your entire body stays covered. You don’t want Sylus to see you in your sports bra and small shorts, not because he will look or say anything but because you don’t want to have any effect on him whatsoever. He already flirts with you on a daily basis, you don’t want him to think you love it, even though you do.
You head to the hunters association and you get looks from everyone there. They can tell you are obviously tired and decide to let you just work on reports the whole day. You mentally thank them for the break. You type away at your computer when Tara decides to pay you a visit.
“Hey, you okay? You look exhausted”, she looks at you with concern. Her gaze is soft and attentive.
“Yeah just didn’t get much sleep last night”, you respond and she nods. She sits a coffee at your desk and gives you a small smile before walking away. You smile down at the cup and take a drink, hoping it will give you enough energy for this lesson later today.
As the day goes by, you clock out of work and head to Onichynus. You sigh as you ring the doorbell to Sylus’ home. Luke opens the door and gives you a small wave.
“Hey, you look horrible”, he says and you glare at him.
“Thanks, where is Sylus?”, you ask, walking past him and into the leader's home.
“The boss man is already in the gym warming up. He has been waiting for you”, he replies and you make your way to his at-home gym. Luke disappears down a different hallway as you enter the gym.
Sylus is already practicing with a punching bag in the corner of his enormous boxing ring. You walk into the room and he doesn’t notice you until you walk past him to make your way towards the changing room.
“You made it”, he says blatantly and you nod at him. You don’t say anything and head into the changing room to change into the outfit you packed. After changing you walk back out and onto the ring.
“Alright so what are we doing today?”, you ask him and he tilts his head to the side to look at you. He doesn’t say anything and you start to feel embarrassed.
“What?”, you ask him and he shakes his head.
“Are you okay? You seem tired”, he says with an almost concerned tone. You brush it off and then come up with an excuse.
“It’s just work was exhausting, it's fine, let's do this”, you say and put on your boxing hand gloves. He nods and then notices your outfit, he coughs and clears his throat.
“Uh, aren’t you going to get hot in that? I have some shorts you can change into if you want”, he suggests and you decline his offer.
“It’s fine, let’s just get this over with”, you say and you walk opposite of him on the ring.
“Are you sure? We can do this another day if yo-“, he says but you cut him off.
“I thought you had a tight schedule, less yapping and more teaching please”, you say with an annoyed tone. You know this is unfair to Sylus and you aren’t really annoyed with him. You are annoyed with yourself because just being around him like this is making your heart pound in your chest. You are physically and mentally exhausted from thinking about him so much. The sweeter and more concerned he is, the more you will have to stay here and you want to get out of here as quickly as possible.
“Okay then”, he says and walks towards you. Just focus on the training and his advice, you try to remind yourself.
“So when you are trying to defend yourself you need to think of yourself as the predator not the prey.”, he says as he looks down at you, the feeling of his gaze makes your knees weak.
“Think like a predator, you need to know your prey's weakness so you know what and how to attack. But most importantly you need to know how to defend yourself when the prey tries to counter”, he speaks firmly as he leans down to meet your eyes.
“For example, my shoulder is still healing, size up your opponent, see what could make them falter because they will be doing the same to you.”, he says, grabbing your hand gently and placing it on his wounded shoulder.
“They will be trying to hide their weakness when they go to attack, you need to find an opening and strike while also defending your own weakness”, he says looking down at your feet.
He quickly uses his leg to knock you off your feet as you land with one of his hands on your waist and the other on the back of your head, protecting your fall. You gasp in shock of the sudden movement and he smirks as he examines your features. His face is extremely close to yours as he whispers. So much for keeping a distance, you thought to yourself.
“Never let them know your weakness, that's the best defense”, he whispers, his breath hitting your neck. Your eyes flicker down to his lips, nose, and back to his eyes. That familiar heat building inside of you makes your cheeks tint a light shade of red. You push him off of you and stand back up fixing your jacket. He joins you in standing and you don’t say anything in response.
“Alright now try to attack me and then try to defend using that advice”, he says and you nod. You put your fists up next to your face and bring your elbows toward your body. After a few seconds you walk toward Sylus and throw a few punches. He dodges all of them and then once he reaches the ropes of the ring, he decides to switch to offense.
He starts to move his arms towards you, at first you dodge all of his attempts but he quickly catches you from behind. His arm is firmly holding you over your chest just above your breasts. You try to pull his arm down at first but struggle because of his strength.
“Stop struggling and think, how do you get out of this”, he says calmly and you stop your movements. Trying to focus on your movement rather than you firmly in his arms and pressed against him. You take your elbow and shove it into his abdomen, he lets go of you and you turn around and start throwing punches again.
He dodges them again, tilts down and picks you up and over his shoulder using one arm. His arm is holding you by the back of your knees.
“Your opponent now has an advantage over you, how are you going to get out, think about their weaknesses”, he says. You can feel his calloused hands through your leggings. Your mind racing about the way he was man-handling you. You push the thoughts down and decide to lightly hit his shoulder, trying not to hurt him. His hands let go of your knees and you quickly wrap your legs around the back of his neck. Putting all your weight on him so he would have to bend down so you can jump off.
“Good job, now you're thinking”, he smirks and you laugh, you smile at his praise.
“Now try to take me down”, he says and you become determined to do as he says. Sweat is now dripping off both of you from the rising heat in the room and the intensity of the training. But that can’t stop you from proving to him that you can do this.
You lunge towards him and at first he dodges your swings but you finally get a punch in that barely affects him. He puts his arms up to defend and as soon as he does you use the same trick on him as he did with you earlier. You kick his legs to knock him off his feet, he falls down and you pin him down, both of your hands on his wrists, thighs on either side of his hips to straddle him so he can’t move, He doesn’t resist and stares up at you as his chest falls up and down rapidly, matching your breathing. Sweat drips off your forehead and onto his chest but neither of you care.
“Like that?”, you finally speak and he smiles.
“Yeah, just like that”, he says somewhat out of breath. You take the opportunity to admire his jawline, his beautiful crimson eyes and sweat beads slowly sliding down his neck. Your gazes linger for a moment before you pull yourself out of your trance.
You get off of him quickly and go to grab a water bottle. You stood up really quickly and suddenly got dizzy. Your vision blurs for a second and you feel your legs turn to jello. You almost fall but a pair of arms catch you before you could hit the mat.
“Y/n are you okay?”, Sylus asks frantically and sits you down gently.
“Yeah I just got a little dizzy”, you say and he stands up to quickly grab a water bottle and a towel.
“You didn’t seem okay earlier, I should’ve been easier on you.”, he says, unscrewing the cap of the water bottle and handing it to you.
“Thanks”, you say and start to drink the water.
Sylus watches you and brings the towel to your face and starts to pat the sweat dripping down your temple. He fans your face with his hand and you watch as you continue to drink your water. His face is full of concern and worry. Was he always this caring? He has never been this concerned before. Maybe he feels guilty for pushing you but you were fine until you stood back up.
“Thanks, I think I am fine now”, you say, putting the cap back on your water and looking at him.
“Here let me help you up”, he stands up and you grab his hands. You use his arms to support you, your legs still feeling like jello.
“I’ll take you home, sit down and I’ll go grab your bag”, he says and you nod, knowing that if you try to refuse he will rebuttal.
Sylus shortly returns with your bag in hand and he helps you stand again. You feel a bit better after hydrating but still feel shaky.
“Here, hold onto my arm”, he says and guides you to his garage and toward one of his luxurious sports cars. You mentally laugh thinking of course he has multiple of them.
He opens the door for you and helps you get in. He grabs the seat belt and buckles it in for you. The action makes your heart flutter, you don’t dare to look up at him while he does. He closes the door and sprints to the other side, he puts your address into the GPS and starts the ignition.
The car ride is quiet with the occasional “how are you feeling” from Sylus and you only nod and say you feel fine. He really didn’t have to drive you back home but you couldn’t help but smile at his sweetness. Does Sylus show this soft side to anyone else? He puts up this cold and intense front but he is actually very thoughtful and considerate. You ponder this the rest of the car ride until the headlights of his car meet the sign to your apartment complex.
“Let’s go, I’ll help you up”, he says unbuckling but you grab onto his arm frantically before he could get out of the car.
“Wait Sylus, really it's okay, thank you for giving me a ride”, you say and he freezes and looks down to where your hand meets his arm, You touch is gentle and goosebumps rise to his skin.
“Sorry”, you apologize and quickly remove your hand. You unbuckle your seatbelt and grab your bag from the backseat of his car before reaching for the door handle to exit.
“Are you sure?”, he asks and this time you feel his hand grab onto yours. The feeling of his thumb slightly rubbing the top of your hand doesn’t go unnoticed. Your back is still turned to him, you haven’t turned around yet.
“I can just help you to the door, then I’ll leave”, he says and you feel it. You feel the ping in your chest, the yearn of wanting to say yes but your mind telling you to be rational and say no. Your heart wins, you turn to him and say a gentle okay.
He gets out of the car first and opens your door for you. He grabs your bag and helps out of the car. He locks your arm around his to support your somewhat still shaky body. You walk with him into the complex and make your way to your door.
“It’s right here”, you say pointing to your unit and he waits until you have put in your passcode and you step into your apartment before he says anything.
“Text me if you need anything at all. I hope you feel better, goodnight”, he says and turns around to leave before you can say anything. Your mind starts to race and before it can catch up you open your mouth.
“Sylus”, you say almost too urgently and he quickly turns around.
“What is it sweetie?”, he asks softly. His face looking for what you might say.
“W-would you.. um… stay with me?”, you ask and you can feel your heart start to race a million miles and minute. Why did you just ask him that? Why would he stay? For what reason? Before you can come up with an excuse, Sylus' body is towering over you once more.
“Is that okay?”, he asks and you slowly nod looking up at him with doe eyes. Your heartbeat doesn’t settle down, you turn around and walk into your apartment and you hear Sylus follow you and close the door behind him. What were you thinking?
“Uh, you can take a shower, I’ll find you some clothes to change into. Towels are in the cabinet”, you tell him, noticing he is still in his gym clothes and still sweaty. He nods and quickly makes his way into the bathroom.
You let out a strangled breath that you didn’t know you were holding in. You make your way into your bedroom to find something that maybe sylus could wear. You could only find a pair of pajama pants that Caleb left here one time. You couldn’t find a shirt to save your life so the pants will just have to work. You hear the water turn off in the bathroom and make your way towards the door.
You knock gently, “Sylus here are some pajama pants, I couldn’t find a shirt”. Suddenly the door opens slightly and Sylus sticks his hand out for you to hand him to pants.
“It’s okay, I normally sleep without one”, he says and takes the pants from you and closes the door back to change. You aren’t going to make it through the night. You gather a pillow and a soft throw for Sylus and lay them on the sofa.
Sylus walks out of the bathroom and you have to hold yourself back from audibly gasping. The pants length is fine but they are a bit tight on him, especially around the thighs. His abdomen is toned and his chest and shoulders are broad. A few water droplets are still dripping down his skin. You avert your gaze quickly, trying not to stare. This isn’t the first time you have seen Sylus shirtless but something about him right now feels different. Shirtless in your living room and staying over. He didn’t even ask why.
“Uh, here is a blanket and a pillow, my sofa is pretty comfy.”, you smile and the edges of his lips curl into a soft smile.
“Thank you, are you feeling okay now?”, he asks. You honestly feel better, not knowing if it was the fact Sylus was staying over or if you genuinely felt okay now.
“Yes, much better.”, you smile and Sylus moves to the sofa and unfolds the blanket. He positions the pillow to one side of the sofa and lays down. You immediately see that his legs are way too long for it and hang off the edge from his knees down.
“Is that comfortable for you? I didn’t realize how small my sofa was”, you ask and he chuckles.
“It's fine kitten, go ahead and get some rest” he says, shooing you away with his hand and he closes his eyes, pretending to fall asleep. You laugh at his playfulness and head to your room.
You lay down and your bed and close your eyes, you try not to think about the fact Sylus is just in the other room. Why did you even ask him to stay? Why did he so- willingly? Was he really comfortable on the sofa? His shoulder is injured, it can’t be comfortable for him.
You feel guilty for making Sylus scrunching up on your small couch. You get out of bed and head back to the living room. Sylus was sitting up and scrolling on his phone when you opened the door. His eyes leave his phone and meet your gaze, confusion settling on his face.
“What's wrong?” he asks, locking his phone and setting it beside him.
“Um, you can come in here, if you want”, you say shyly looking at the ground, too embarrassed to look at him.
“Y/n I’m fine right here, don’t worry about me”, he replies and you take a deep breath. Of course he would say that, he doesn’t want to make you uncomfortable but honestly he wouldn’t. If anything it would give you peace of mind knowing his shoulder wasn’t hurting. You had to say the only thing that would convince him.
“I know but I- I want you to”, you say, your cheeks immediately burning and your body feels hot again. He stays quiet for a moment but slowly gets up and grabs the pillow you gave him.
You let him follow you into your bedroom. After he closes the door you watch as he walks to the other side of the bed. You get comfortable on your side and Sylus stops before simply sitting on the edge of the bed.
You know he is hesitant so you pull down some of the cover and tap the side across from you, he turns his head to your hand then meets your gaze.
“You can get comfy, I won’t bite”, you jab at him and he slightly scoffs. He lays his head gently on the pillow facing you and pulls the duvet over him slightly. Keeping his shoulders and chest exposed.
You both just look at each other for a moment in comfortable silence. He looks back and forth between your eyes and you admire his beautiful features. Before he could say anything you turned around facing your room.
“Goodnight Sylus”, you say just above a whisper, shutting your eyes. You don’t know if it was the sheer exhaustion from the previous night or sylus’ presence but you felt yourself quickly starting to drift into a slumber.
“Goodnight y/n”, he says softly and that's the last thing you heard before your dreams carried you away.
You feel a slight sensation against your cheek, it tickles almost and pulls you out of your dreamland. You gently open your eyes to see Sylus facing you. His hand placed a strand of hair behind your ear. He looks at you and his eyes widen and he quickly pulls his hand away.
“Sorry, I didn’t mean to wake you”, he says softly and places his hand back to his side. The room is still dark, your eyes adjusting to the lighting so you can see him. It must me the middle of the night still.
Your brain is still foggy from just waking up. You look around and see your arm slung over his waist and your body pressed closely to his.
“Am I dreaming?”, you ask him and he chuckles softly.
“No sweetie, you aren’t dreaming”, he says softly and watches you closely. You don’t pull away from him, the feeling of his skin on your making you feel comfortable and warm. Being this close to him feels right, it feels safe. At this moment you let your heart win this final battle. You know this may not work out but how could you know if you don’t try.
“Sylus”, you say softly, looking up to meet his gaze. His eyes are soft, softer than normal, they are a gentle shade crimson red in the dark lighting of your room.
“Hmmm?”, he hums and you move your arm away from him to grab his hand. He looks down at your hand holding his and back to your gaze.
“I think, I think I am falling in love with you”, you say so softly he almost doesn’t catch it.
“What?”, he asks, eyes widening like you told him the most surprising news of the century.
“Can I kiss you?”, you ask bravely. It’s all or nothing. You prepare yourself for him to get up and leave you. You wouldn’t blame him because this came out of nowhere. But not for you, you can’t deny your feelings any longer.
He stares at you for a moment and cups your cheek with his hand. You close your eyes and nuzzle into his touch, feeling his thumb slightly graze your skin softly.
Before you could open your eyes again you feel his lips meet yours. His lips are soft and light almost like touching a pillow or freshly baked bread. He tilts his head to get better access to your lips. It’s not rushed, it's gentle and the passion starts to build despite the slow pace. You move your body closer to his and place your hand on his bicep. He tilts your head closer to his as he deepens the kiss. You moan softly as his tongue traces your bottom lip, begging for entry. You invite him in and your heart melts as the kiss begins to feel more hungry and passionate.
You move your hand down his bicep to his chest and slowly drag it down his toned abdomen. He breaks the kiss once you reach halfway down his body and he grabs your hand to still it.
“Y/n”, he says breathlessly, his forehead resting against yours.
“Sylus please, I need you”, you say almost too desperately. His eyes flutter open and they stare into yours for a few seconds. He kisses you again and lets go of your hand, letting you continue to touch him. His hand goes to the strap of your nightgown and slowly pulls it down your shoulder. This does nothing but expose your shoulder but it feels so intimate. He kisses your cheek and makes his way to your jaw, peppering soft kisses until he reaches your neck.
You place your other arm around his shoulder and tangle your fingers in his hair just above the nape of his neck. You gasp as he starts to suck at a sweet spot on your neck and gently licks over it, repeating this process making his way to your bare shoulder.
“You are so beautiful”, he says against your skin and your heart flutters. Listening to his sweet words makes you feel more comfortable with him. You decide to take it a step further and place your hand over his pajama pants. You can feel his hardened member and you palm him softly and Sylus nuzzles his face into your neck.
“Y/n”, he softly moans your name and you don’t let up on your touch. You feel him slightly buck up into your hand which only makes you feel more confident in your movements. You go to tug on his pajama pants when his hand stops you quickly.
“Are you sure? I only want to do this if you want to”, he says out of breath. You have never seen this look on Sylus before. His eyes full of desire and his cheeks a shade of pink you can’t even miss with the small shine of moonlight glowing in your room.
“Yes, I trust you”, you reply and he quickly shifts your positions. Sylus moves over you and helps you lay comfortably on your back. He pulls the other strap of your nightgown down and pauses to look at you. You nod giving him the go ahead to remove it. He slowly pushes the straps down and helps you remove the nightgown entirely, leaving you in only your cotton pink panties with a little white bow. Sylus’ breath hitches and he cups your face again.
“What did I do to deserve you?”, he asks softly and leans down to kiss you again. The kiss is full of longing and lust. His hands move down to one of your breasts. He gently cups it and starts kneading it causing you to lightly arch your back. The feeling of his hands finally on you makes your arousal start to form. He moves his lips back down to your neck and then to your chest where he lightly kisses your other breast.
You gasp and whimper as he takes your nipple into his both and slightly sucks. The feeling so euphoric you feel like it isn’t real, it couldn’t be.
You reach down into his pajama pants to feel him again. The feeling of your small hand brushing against him makes him groan around your nipple. You take his shaft in your hand and slightly stroke him, precum already leaking from his tip.
He stops his torment on your chest and lays his forehead between your breasts, letting himself bask in the feeling. He moans against your skin and you stroke his hair with your other hand.
He looks up at you and takes your hand away from him. He kisses back up your chest and onto your cheek. He interlaces your fingers with his in both of his hands, laying beside your head.
“I have waited for you for so long. I want to be your world, just like how you’re mine. I love you y/n”, he says looking down at you with pure love written all over his face. You can’t help but smile at his words and you trace his cheek with your thumb, he closes his eyes at the feeling.
“Show me how much you love me Sylus”, you whisper and his right eye seems to turn to a brighter shade of red. Before you could say anything else his lips are back on yours and he tugs his pajama pants down.
“You have been my every thought, every single moment since the day we met”, he says breathlessly as he kicks his pants to the floor. You moan at his confession and you go to tug your panties down but he catches your hands first. He moves them away and he slips his fingers underneath the hem and slowly pulls them down.
He takes a moment to look at you, completely bare in front of him. You start to feel embarrassed so you close your legs a bit, but Sylus quickly opens them back up.
“Don’t hide from me, you don’t ever have to hide from me”, he says and positions himself between your legs. He tugs your waist closer to him and holds himself up with his other arm. You can feel him against you and you can’t help but thrust up to get some friction.
“Are you sure y/n?”, he asks softly before kissing you on your cheek.
“Yes, please”, you beg and he complies. He positions his tip at your entrance and slowly inches in. The feeling of him stretching you out delicious makes all the nerves in your body rapidly fire. Goosebumps raise on your skin, feeling unbelievably full of him.
You feel him gasp at first and then groan at the feeling of you enveloping him. You pulse round him and he could almost cum right then at the feeling. He finally bottoms out at the hilt and lets out a sigh.
“You okay?”he asks, cupping your cheek and you nod.
“Yes, please move Sy”, you say and he groans at the new nickname.
He slowly pulls out just to the tip and thrusts back in with a bit more force and speed. Your body arches off the bed and he catches your back with his hand. He holds you in place as he starts to move, his thrusts consistent as he finds a rhythm.
You try not to be too vocal but you can’t help it with the way he is making you feel. He is everywhere, not only all over your body but he is always on your mind. Everything has led up to this moment, every banter, every flirty comment, every gentle touch and caring thing he has ever done. You want him, not only for tonight but forever.
“You are everything, absolutely everything”, he says leaning down to pull you back into a passionate kiss. You both moan against each other's lips as you feel him pick up the pace.
You can feel every drag, every bit of him along you and it's the closest you have ever been to anyone. This isn’t just sex its pure love. Nothing and no one has made you feel this way before. You felt loved and you felt safe.
“Sylus, I’m-“, you try to warn him but his thrusts start to get more desperate and needy, cutting your thoughts off.
“I know kitten, let go. Let me feel you, please let me feel you”, he asks desperately. The feeling of him everywhere and his lustful words bring you to your climax. Your back arches, your chest flush against his. You flutter around him, milking him consistently. Your head feels light and you grab onto his back and you ride out your high.
Sylus cums soon after, working you through your orgasm set him off. You feel him unload inside you, thickness and warmth invading you and the feeling euphoric. His face is resting in the crook of your neck and his breathing is heavy. His chest rising and falling rapidly against yours. You stroke his back and he slumps on top of you, beads of sweat formed on his skin.
“I should have said it sooner, and I'm sorry you had to say it first. But I love you, more than you know. Will you stay with me? Will you be mine?”, he asks looking back into your eyes. You smile and kiss the tip of his nose.
“Yes Sylus, I’ll be yours”
♱⁺. ⋆˙✧⋆꒷꒦꒷⋆✧˙⋆⊹.♱
a/n: hhheeeyyyyy so I know I was supposed to post my Xavier fluff first but I couldn’t help it this smut was on my mind so I had to write it first IM SORRY!
Xavier will be coming soon I promise, I won’t let my fellow Xavier girlies down <3 Also how was banner pulls for you guys? I R1d all of the guys oops :P