sylus x chubby reader gf headcanons >0<
Sylus who can’t keep his hands to himself whenever you’re in close proximity to him. He always has to have some part of his body touching yours or he starts to lose his mind.
Sylus who whines whenever you pull away because he’s turning into a goddamn furnace presses against your body. “Where are you going, kitten? Let me hold you just a while longer, yeah?” He whispers into your ear, kissing along your neck until you stop huffing about his body heat.
Sylus who physically can’t resist not buying you the most beautiful and expensive lingerie he can find, he loves seeing you all dolled up for him, even if he knows you can get insecure sometimes. He tuts whenever you try to cover up, pulling your hands away and holding them in his own. “I want to see all of you. C’mon, take it off for me now, so I can get my money’s worth, doll.”
Sylus who is unabashedly possessive whenever you’re out together, he doesn’t care who sees or hears them. He has to have a hand on your back, around your waist, anywhere to show that you are his pretty girl.
Sylus who doesn’t mind when you get self-conscious and hide away from him for a few days, but he won’t let it get beyond that. He respects your need for space, but he refuses to let you wallow in your vulnerability for too long.
He starts showing up randomly to your apartment, wordlessly sinking into the couch and pulling you onto his lap so he can rub along your tummy quietly and inhale your scent. He’ll always be there for you, his presence the one thing that was stable. You never pushed him away though, so he knew you needed him now just as much as he needed you.
Sylus who complains whenever you don’t wanna go out and be seen with him any chance he gets, scoffing as he stares back down at you with his undeniably fond gaze. “Kitten, do you not want anyone to know I’m yours? Fine, we can just prove it a different way.”
Sylus who likes to put you in such a mean mating press until you’re whimpering and gasping for air. He’s so cruel, shoving his thick cock into your slick walls as his cum from previous rounds gushed down your thighs. “*Fuck*, baby, all mine… love you so much.”
Sylus who is always so eager to praise you for the smallest things, gripping your hips and kissing down your cheeks and jaw to show how proud of you he was— especially when you were riding him so deeply. “That’s my good girl, just like that..”
Sylus who is beyond proud to show off your engagement ring when you finally caved and said yes to him. He never shuts up about it, only feeling more accomplished when you finally moved in together. “You’re all I’ve ever wanted,” he’d murmur every morning, so content to be waking up beside the love of his life forever.
i miss sylus T__T












