fem!xavier who doesn't wear makeup not because she doesn't like it (she loves artistic makeup) but because she always falls asleep with it and hates staining her pillowcase every time and having breakouts
fem!caleb who starts going to the gym since a young age, noticing how boys don't look at her the same they used to, claiming "muscular women aren't attractive" (not that she cares), but getting ego boosts when you praise her and ask her cutely to carry you because #strongjiejie
fem!rafayel who knows every single dance from kpop groups (as a result for being chronically online lmaoo) and yes she'll dance for you, but you have to beg a little. imagine her dancing gabriela by katseye yumm 🤤
fem!sylus who you believe has bras as decoration in her closet because you've NEVER seen her wear one. does she do it on purpose? (shedoes)
Summary: Sylus brings you to the N109 Zone for the weekend, and she has a surprise for you. (ao3)
Notes: smut - MDNI, Fem!Sylus x Fem!Reader, lingerie, idk what all to include here um, oral (f!reader receiving), praise kink? there's a lot of good girls being thrown around, fingering, strap-on penetrative sex, if there's something else i should be including lmk?, 2.9k words
author's first explicit fic pls be nice I'm so scared rn lmao. idk if i enjoyed writing this or not yet so maybe more to come maybe not lol
The plan was simple. Sylus would pick you up from work, you'd ride on her motorcycle back to the N109 Zone, and then you'd spend the rest of your weekend enjoying the base when it was subordinate and bird free, with the twins and Mephisto out on business to Chansia City.
The first part? Check. Sylus was waiting for you outside the Hunters Association, her helmet covering her face and arms crossed as she leaned against her bike. You'd practically flown down the stairs into her arms, and with a roar of her bike's engines? You were off.
Step two was where things got dicey. Entering the N109 Zone wasn't difficult, but only a few minutes into the winding city streets, gunshots rang out. The two of you ended up in a firefight. Neither of you were injured, but you were sweaty, dirty, and running late. It wasn't the ideal start to your weekend.
Upon finally entering the Onichynus base that was becoming your second home, you and Sylus were immediately entangled in each other, starting to pull off each other's jackets. Sylus held you tightly at the waist, pushed against a table. She pressed her lips to your face, your neck, any exposed skin she could.
"Mm, kitten," she hummed against your skin, finally stopping for breath. "You said you wanted to shower."
You pouted at the loss of kisses, your breathing shaky as you tried to reform any thoughts not about her. She was right- you felt gross after the fight, and even though you knew you'd be active tonight, you preferred starting off without dust and dirt all over.
"You could come with me," you offered, trying to lean forward to tug at Sylus's collar. But she tightened her hold on your waist, keeping you still.
"Then we'll never leave," she smirked, leaning forward so her mouth was at your ear. Her long, silvery white hair slid down her shoulders, enveloping you like a curtain. "And I have plans for tonight. I'll wash up in the guest bathroom. You go on, now, and meet me in our room."
You weren't sure when "Sylus's room" became "our room," but it was a change you welcomed.
"Fine," you sighed, shifting your weight back and forth as Sylus pulled away. She looked down at you with an expression that sent a shiver down your spine.
"Good girl," she cooed quietly, and you felt like your legs turned to jelly. She trailed her fingers across your waistband before pulling her hands away completely. "No touching without me. Go on, now."
Your face reddened at her tone of voice, and on another day you might push back against the order, but today you simply nodded and found yourself scrambling for the shower, undressing as you moved.
Quickly but thoroughly, you showered with the sound of your heart thudding in your ears. You scrubbed off the dust and grime from the gunfight and quickly washed your body, your mind swirling as you tried to imagine what kind of plans Sylus could possibly have.
Nothing specific came to mind. The two of you hadn't had any conversations about bedroom plans lately, at least not that you could remember. But you knew whatever she came up with would be interesting.
You toweled your hair mostly dry and wrapped the fluffy towel around your torso, just to give Sylus something to take off if she so pleased. Then, with a deep breath, you opened the bathroom door and stepped into the bedroom.
Sylus was usually either dressed to some extent, each to have you show how much you wanted her by taking undressing her into your own hands, or so ready to get right into the show that she was already naked.
Tonight was neither. You jolted to a stop in the doorway, your jaw dropped. Your shoulders sagged forward, and the shift of your body caused the towel to slip loose, but you didn't even process it.
Sylus sat on the edge of her bed, her legs crossed, leaning back slightly, supported by straightened arms on either side of her torso. When she saw you, she smirked and tilted her head, letting her own freshly washed hair swing down.
"Like what you see, kitten?"
Sylus didn't usually have any crazy undergarments. She prioritized function, and with the craziness of her day-to-day life, sometimes boxers and a sports bra was the best way to go. She preferred showering you with gifts, letting you be done up in lace or silk, like a present for her to open.
Tonight, though, she was the show-stopper.
Black lace and sheer fabric framed her chest beautifully, doing nothing to actually cover her breasts, but doing wonders for showing them off. A little red bow sat along the bottom of the fabric between her tits. The pairing piece was similar, black sheer fabric covering her ass, decorated with black lace flowers that dipped down and disappeared beneath her crossed legs. Another red bow sat along the hem, straight beneath her belly button, and you could see the start of silvery gray gray peeking up above the start of the lace.
"Oh my god," you breathed, and Sylus laughed, the sound ringing out across the room.
"Come here, sweetie," she cooed, and your feet were moving before you even realized what she'd told you to do.
You stepped forward on weak legs, walking forward until you stood in front of her. She uncrossed her legs, and you let out some kind of sound between a whimper and a gasp, looking at the sheer fabric between her legs.
Sylus reached forward to grab just above your ass, tugging you the rest of the way toward her, until the fronts of your knees were pressed against the edge of the bed. Your face turned red when it finally processed that you'd dropped your towel and were standing completely naked when she was looking like a work of art.
"You look amazing," you said, your breath hitching when her hands slid down, just beneath your ass.
"Thank you," Sylus hummed, looking particularly pleased with herself. "You always look so beautiful, dressed up for me. I thought I'd give it a try."
"It was a good decision," you breathed, starting to lean forward to kiss her.
But before your lips could make contact, she stood up, tightening her grip on your upper legs and turned around to deposit you on the bed. You landed on the silk sheets with a soft oof! and laughed when she tugged you forward, pulling you right where she wanted you.
Before you could process anything else, Sylus propped herself up over you, kissing you hungrily. You hummed happily into her lips, kissing back with fervor and gasping as her mouth traveled down to your neck.
"Can't believe- ah!- you got all dressed up for me," you gasped, your hands flying to her muscular shoulders as she kissed at your chest, right above your breasts. Her own tits were pressed up against your stomach, framed perfectly by her soft lingerie, and the sight made you moan just as much as her touch did.
"Y'look so pretty," you continued, gasping and laughing at the tickle of her lips as they traveled down to your stomach. She groaned at your words, her hands slipping back to your thighs and gently pushing to part them. "M'th- the luckiest person in Linkon."
Sylus finally paused in her relentless conquest of your body, looking up at you through her hair. You could feel her breath on the inside of your thighs as she looked over you like a meal on a platter.
"I'll dress up for you any time, kitten, you just say the word," she breathed, pressing a kiss to your inner thigh and nuzzling the soft skin there for a moment before diving down.
You cried out when her mouth made contact with your pussy, pressing kisses to the sensitive skin there that started off gentle but rapidly became more urgent as she began lapping at your skin and the gathering wetness there.
"Oh my god, Sylus," you gasped, your hands making their way to her hair. She moaned into your pussy when your fingers tightened and gently tugged, and your hips started to roll up off the bed. You groaned and your eyes rolled up to the ceiling.
Instantly, her hands rushed forward, grabbing at your lips and holding you down as she licked a long stripe up to your clit and latched her lips there, licking and sucking like her life depended on it.
"Delicious, kitten, want to devour you-"
You shrieked and instinctively tried to writhe, overwhelmed by the sensation no matter how many times you'd experienced it, but her arms flexed and kept you still, right where she wanted you.
"Sylus, Sylus Sylus, I- ah, Sylus," you babbled, forcing your gaze back down to her. The sight of her there, her mouth over your pussy and the skin around her lips wet with your arousal, combined with the gorgeous black lace holding up her tits like a work of art, only added to the growing heat and pressure in your core.
"Go ahead, sweetie, come undone for me," Sylus gasped, temporarily pausing her conquest before ducking back down, her mouth harshly working your clit.
The sound of her voice, deep and gravely and full of desire, helped push you over the edge, and you came on her mouth, gasping and whimpering and shaking in her hold as she continued to kiss your skin through your orgasm, only slowing her attack when your body went limp in her hold.
Your chest heaved as you sucked in deep breaths, relaxing against the silk of her bed. Sylus sat up, smiling and wiping her lips with the back of her hand.
"Good girl," she breathed. She looked to the side, at the bedside table, and you saw red and black mist in the corner of your vision and heard the table drawer open.
Something flew out from it, settling in Sylus's grasp, but you didn't have the energy to sit up and look at her properly, so you kept looking up at the ceiling, trying to regain the ability to form a coherent thought. You felt her rustling at the foot of the bed for a moment before stilling and running her hands up and down your calves.
"Back with me?" she asked, and you groaned in response, quickly followed by a pleased laugh as you sat partially up, propping your torso up on your elbows.
For the second time that night, your jaw dropped at the sight of her. Sylus's skin was flushed, her pupils blown wide. She still wore her lingerie, but there was a new addition: dark red fabric around her waist, the angles of the straps guiding your gaze down to the long strap-on hanging between her legs.
The silicone was scarlet and black, swirling in a pattern reminiscent to Sylus's evol. It was intimidating and beautiful and exciting, and you let out a shaky breath as you took in the powerful woman in front of you.
Sylus held out a hand, activating her evol again to pull a pillow up from the top of the bed. Red and black mist swirled around your waist, temporarily pulling you up off the bed while she situated the pillow under you. The excitement of what was about to happen sent a jolt of arousal through you, and you could feel how wet you were getting between your legs.
"That's new," you squeaked, your eyes wide as saucers. Sylus laughed, reached up and pushing some of her hair behind her ear, and the flex of her muscles practically had you salivating.
"Just for you, kitten," she said, leaning to the side and using her evol to pull a bottle of lube into her hand. She doused some over the dildo, rubbing her hand up and down the length to spread it before leaning forward and bracing herself up on her arms.
You had a perfect view of her body and the gorgeous black lace that hugged it. Staying laying down, you reached up, making grabby hands at Sylus, and laughing at how ridiculous you must look.
"Cm'ere," you demanded, and Sylus obeyed, leaning down. You gently grabbed either side of her face and tugged her down, kissing her deeply.
Your hands traveled down, your fingertips grazing the lacy edges of her bra before slipping down to her tits, pressing and kneading at them. Sylus laughed and broke apart from your lips, pressing a kiss to your forehead with a choked groan.
"Like a kitten making biscuits," she noted, leaning into your touch for a moment before pulling away.
One of her hands traveled down, sliding down the your side and going down to your cunt, gathering the wetness that was growing there. You inhaled sharply when she thrust a finger into you, pushing into your pulsing folds, sliding in and out, soon joined by another.
You sighed and gasped as Sylus's fingers explored your walls, running your hands up and down her toned arms and torso to ground yourself as your skin flushed.
"Sylus, please," you finally said after several minutes of her pumping her fingers in and out of you. You rolled your hips up into her touch, desperate for more stimulation. The strap hung right there, a physical manifestation of tempation.
"Alright, alright," Sylus sighed, adjusted herself between your legs, grabbing under your knees to adjust your legs. "I just love the feeling of you around my fingers. So warm. I'll take you apart with them tomorrow."
You couldn't help the whimper that escaped your lips at the thought of her following through on that promise, but you didn't have much time to fantasize before you felt the tip of the strap-on pressing at your cunt.
One of Sylus's hands rested on your hip, her thumb rubbing soothing circles as she slowly pressed into you. You sighed as pleasure surged through you at the fullness.
Finally, she stopped, bottomed out, and she took a moment to appreciate the vision below her. You lay gasping, your eyes blown with wide pleasure and a pink-red hue to your face and shoulders.
"Sylus, please move," you moaned, your hips twitching.
"Alright, alright," she replied, leaning down and kissing at your neck as she slowly pulled her hips back a couple inches before snapping them forward again.
You gasped and grabbed at her arms tightly, pressing your head back into the mattress as she began to set a steady pace, thrusting the strap-on deep into you with every roll of her hips. The lace around her waist shifted with every move, and it was almost mesmerizing.
"So good, taking me so well," Sylus gasped, her own breath becoming ragged. You hadn't exactly asked for a strap tour, but it must have been two-way, giving her stimulation as well, based on the sound of her voice. "So beautiful under me."
Her hand snaked down from your hip, taking a moment to press down on the skin beneath your belly button. You gasped and your back raised up off the bed as the pressure enhanced the feeling of her strap-on pounding into you. Her hand continued its journey down, gently pressing on your clit and sending a shock of pleasure down your legs.
"Syluuuus," you moaned, your hands falling from her arms and grasping at the silk sheets. "S-so much, Sylus!"
"I know, I know," Sylus gasped, rubbing tight circles around your clit as she continued her steady pace, thrusting in and out of your cunt. "Are you close? Want to cum on my strap, kitten?"
You nodded frantically, your body tensing as you felt that familiar twist in your core again.
"Yes, please please, Sylus," you gasped, shivering at the sight of her above you, her hair and breasts swaying as her hips snapped forward.
The pressure on your clit increased, and when Sylus looked down at you, you were certain her right eye was glinting with a faint glow.
"Go ahead, cum for me," she groaned, and the pressure in your body snapped. You tensed and writhed as you came on her strap-on, milking the silicone as much as you could as waves of pleasure wracked your body.
Sylus kept thrusting, helping you ride out your second orgasm of the night, pulling her hand away from your clit and wrapping her fingers around one of your hands as she slowed her thrusts, her shoulders heaving. She leaned back as you came down from your high, lovingly running her hands up and down your legs.
"I like this new one," you laughed shakily when you finally found the ability to form words again. Your smile ticked down a bit as you looked Sylus up and down, your eyes catching on the soaked strap-on for a moment. "Did you...?"
Sylus smiled, rolling her shoulders, knowing damn well how much you loved seeing how her arm muscles shifted.
"No, not yet," she said, reaching down when she saw your brows furrow. She grabbed something small off the bed next to her. "But don't worry, sweetie."
There was a click, and your eyes went comically wide as you heard the sound of vibrations starting, your gaze flying down to the strap-on.
"The night is still young."
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