sylus was a heavy sleeper when he knew you were safe, but he was an even heavier anchor when he didn’t want you to leave the bed.
the afternoon sun was entirely blocked out by the blackout curtains, plunging he bedroomn into a quiet twilight. you had climbed into bed just to keep him company while he took a much needed nap, but after an hour of lying still, your limbs were getting restless. you shifted slightly, trying to slide out from under the heavy arm around your waist.
you were barely halfway to freedom when the srm tightened like a metal trap. with one effortlessly yank, sylus dragged you right back across the sheets, pulling you flush against his chest.
“going somewhere, sweetie?”
his voice is a deep, gravelly murmur that vibrates against your back. he didn’t even open his eyes, his silver hair messy and untamed against the dark pillows.
“i want water,” you whisper, a breathless laugh escaping you as you pat his forearm. “and you’re holding me hostage."
“then stay captured,” he mumbles, his face burying directly into the crook of your neck. his warm breath tickled your skin for a second before his lips press a lazy kiss to your pulse point.
you let out a quiet gasp, wriggling in his grip. “sylus, stop! it tickles!”
“no,” he murmurs against your skin, a low chuckle vibrating in his chest. his hands slide down to your hips, his fingers pinching your waist to make you squirm even more.
“you are absolutely impossible when you’re sleepy,” you giggle, twisting in his arms until you are facing him. you reach up and deliberately ruffle his already messy hair, shaking the strands until they fall over his closed eyes. “look at you. completely lost your edge now.”
sylus finally cracks an eye open. his crimson eyes are hooded snd thick with affectionate warmth. a slow amused smile pulls at his lips.
“lost my edge, have i?” he echoes softly.
in one fluid motion, he flips his body over, pulling you along with him until you were sitting squarely on his lap, legs automatically straddling his hips. your hands fly to his broad, bare shoulders for balance as you let out a gasp of laughter.
“if you think so, sweetie, you’re welcome to try and break out of this,” he says, hands gently resting on your waist, but his grip tight. he looks up at you, his gaze warm and amused.
“you cheat,” you tease, heart doing a sudden happy flip as you lean down, face just inches from his. “using your size against me."
“i use what works,” he whispers, his thumb capturing your lower lip and pressing down until your mouth parts.
sylus dosen’t give you another second to argue. he tilts his head up and catches your mouth in a lingering, sweet, soft kiss.
the playful bickering melts away into total warmth. it isn’t a demanding, but a lazy, lingering embrace of your lips that leaves you grinning against his mouth.
he nuzzles the tip of his nose against yours, stealing little, breathless kisses between light chuckles, his large hands rubbing comforting, rhythmic circles over your hips. you lean into him completely, your fingers combing gently through his hsair fully untangling the strands you just ruined.
when he finally pulls back a fraction of an inch, his breathing is soft, his lips brushing an affectionate kiss against your cheek.
“water can wait,” he murmurs, his voice a low, cozy rumble. “stay right here, sweetie.”
you wrap your arms tightly around his neck, burying your face in his shoulder with a content sigh. “fine. but only because you’re warm.”
sylus chuckles softly, pulling the duvet up over both of you and holding you close against his chest. “whatever helps you sleep, kitten.”
