tags/warnings: SLIGHT ALLUSIONS TO PREVIOUS BAD SEXUAL EXPERIENCE!!! xavier x afab!reader, p in v, porn w plot, soft smut, oral (f receiving), praise (good girl, pretty girl etc.), creampie (get the latex so u don't get that late text), lots of reassurance and checking in, SMUT MDNI , I think that's it !!
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a/n: hi hi !! this was requested by a beloved oomf, I hope this brings some comfort !! obviously everyones experience is different so I kind of took inspiration based off my own experiences dealing with intimacy after sa and stuff and the song i linked,, I tried to generalize a bit so that its not hyper-specific so I hope a lot of you can find comfort in this <3 I love u all so so so much !!!!
“Xavier,” you mumble, pushing slightly against his chest, he’s quick to stop his movements. His eyes blown wide and hands shaking at his sides while he holds himself back.
“Are you okay? Did I do something?” His voice is soft, eyes quickly filling with concern as he takes a step back from you, giving you the space you always ask for. Your hand grabs his shirt, face flushing as you gently tug him closer.
“I-I want to,” you stutter out, heart racing as you avoid eye contact with your lover.
“You do?” He's cautious as he stares at you, still rooted far away enough for you to leave, but close enough to where you could pull him back into your space. “We don't have to, I don't care about that, my star,” his fingers twitch, hovering over your hips before he lets them fall to his sides.
“I know I don’t, I know,” you breathe out, face burning as you gather the courage to look xavier in the eyes. “I want to, I want it, is that- can we?” Your voice wavers as you ask, shrinking into yourself slightly. Xavier smiles at you, eyes glimmering as he leans back into your space, slotting his lips against yours.
“I need to hear you say it, starlight. I want you to be sure that you’re ready,” his eyes bore into yours, not an ounce of urgency laced in his words. Only pure patience and affection for you.
“I want to have sex with you,” you breathe out, “please?” you add sheepishly, smiling when xavier grins widely. your giggles fade quickly as he latches onto your neck, biting gently and running his tongue over your sweet spot. You moan softly, Xavier’s fingers dig into your hips.
“Tell me the moment you want to stop, okay?” He's barely holding himself together, and yet he only cares about you. “Promise me starlight, promise me you’ll tell me the moment you don’t want it anymore,” his words are stern, and your heart flutters at how gentle he is with you.
“I promise, angel eyes,” you assure him, squealing slightly when he sweeps up off your feet and into his arms. “What are you doing?”
“Taking you to the bedroom. I’m not going to have our first time on the couch, you deserve something better,” Xavier says, your stomach flipping at his words. “Is that okay with you?”
You nod gently, “it’s perfect.” Your arms wrap around his neck, lips finding his own as he carries you to the bedroom, practiced steps easily leading the way as your lips move in tandem with his. He whines softly when you bite down on his bottom lip, you smile at the sound.
Xavier sets you down gently, not bothering to flick the bedroom light on. golden orbs float around the room already, ensuring the two of you in warm lighting. You stare at him nervously, sitting on the edge of the bed as he stands between your legs. Your shaky hand reaches for the drawstring of his sweats, pulling them loose and sliding his sweats down his thick thighs.
Your mouth waters slightly at the sight of his bulge, eyes widening before staring back up at your lover. He smiles softly at you, leaning down and slowly pushing your back to the mattress. You can feel his hard-on against your clothed heat, swallowing thickly when Xavier’s lips trail to your shoulder.
“Can I take this off?” his whispers, motioning to your shirt. You stare at him for a moment before nodding, arching your back and lifting your arms. He tosses it to the side, gaze focused on you. “Still okay?” he asks, you nod.
“More than okay,” you smile, letting your fingers tangle in the hair at the nape of his neck, pulling him down and crashing your lips onto his. Xavier lets himself melt into your touch, smiling when your noses bump against each other and you apologize against his lips.
His fingers ghost over your pajama shorts, pulling away to look at you. You give him a small nod, lifting your hips as he slowly drags them down your thighs, swallowing harshly when he notices the damp spot on your panties. His eyes rake over your figure, clad in your undergarments and writhing beneath him.
“You're so beautiful, my star,” he whispers, the words come out laced in awe. You flush at his words, averting your gaze to his t-shirt, tugging at the hem as a signal for him to take it off. He complies quickly, crossing across his torso as he pulls the shirt off.
You hold yourself up on your elbows, eyes never once leaving the rippling muscles of his abdomen, subconsciously clenching your thighs together when his arms flex to toss the shirt aside. Xavier smirks down at you, eyes glinting mischievously before he leans back down, mouth hovering over your chest, he looks up at you through his lashes, a silent ask for permission. You give him another nod, arching your back slightly.
Xavier’s eyes flutter shut the second his lips are on your soft skin, a low groan rumbling in the back of his throat as his other hand gently cups your other breast over your bra. you gasp the feeling, “Xav- take it off,” you rush out, fumbling to prop yourself up so he could undo your bra clasp. It doesn't take long for his dexterous fingers to reach behind you, easily unclasping your bra with one hand. Xavier gently sliding the straps down your shoulders, pressing gentle kisses to your shoulder.
“You’re everything to me,” he mutters, “I can’t believe I’m so lucky.” His eyes find yours, you’re about to reply when he takes your nipple in his mouth, sucking gently and making your words die on your tongue with a whine.
“X-Xavier,” you breathe out, head thrown back as you try to stop your racing thoughts, focusing on the feeling of his mouth on you. Your eyes open, staring at the ceiling as you try and ground yourself, “w-wait,” you stutter out, pushing his head away from you gently. Your lover stops immediately, concern in his eyes as you try and steady your breathing.
“Starlight, I’m here okay? It’s just you and me,” his soft voice pulls you out of your own head, turning your head and coming face to face with a bun bun plush.
You can’t stop the smile on your face, your hands coming to cover your face in embarrassment as you laugh. Xavier sits confused for a second, tentatively moving to lay next to you.
“God, I’m sorry Xav- I wanted this to be all sexy and awesome for you, and instead I’m- I got all in my head and then bun bun was staring right at me and–” you cut yourself off with a frustrated groan, finally moving your hands away from your face and looking at Xavier.
There's no frustration, no disappointment, no anger anywhere on his face. He's smiling down at you, giggling quietly as you stare at him with a pout.
“Don't apologize, you’ve already given me so much, I would never ask for more.” he reassures you, placing a kiss on your temple, “we move at your pace, whatever you want. I’m just happy to be here.”
You smile at his words, heartbeat slowing as you let yourself scoot against his body. “Can we- is it okay if we just kiss?” Xavier nods happily.
Somewhere between soft kisses and giggles you’d ended up on top of his lap, softly grinding down on his growing bulge as he bites your bottom lip.
You guide his calloused hand to your bare breasts, letting him pinch your pert nipples as you litter his jawline with wet kisses, breathing heaving as suckle on the skin beneath his ear.
“F-fuck star,” he groans, hips bucking up to meet yours, you let out a whine when his clothed cock bumps just right against your clit.
“I want- I need you,” you mumble, “need you inside me xavier please,” you cry, grinding down harder as your eyes fill with tears. Xavier smiles at you, catching your lips in his as he puts one arm on your back, supporting you as he easily flips the two of you. When he sets you down gently he reaches over you, turning the bun bun plush around. You can’t help but giggle as you get comfortable beneath him. “Xavier,” you whimper, the sound immediately goes to his cock.
“I’ll give you anything you want, my star,” he whispers, biting gently at your neck before letting his fingers hover over your underwear. “Is this okay?” he asks, you nod quickly, lifting your hips for him to pull them down your legs.
You can hear a growl in his throat as he comes face to face with your heat, the sound makes you blush. for a second he doesn’t move, worry fills your mind as you swallow thickly, about to speak when he peppers kisses on your inner thighs, taking a deep breath before licking a long stripe over your cunt.
A small gasp leaves your lips, a strangled moan coming out of your throat when his tongue laps at your entrance, nose nudging your clit as he devours you like a man starved. Your fingers tangle in his soft hair, mind blank as his tongue works wonders on you. There isn’t room for you to overthink, not as your ears are filled with lewd slurps and groans from Xavier and wanton moans from you.
Xavier traces your entrance with one finger, easily slipping in and pumping before adding another.
“Fuck starlight, taste so fuckin’ good for me,” he mumbles, face still between your thighs, barely looking at how wrecked you already were. “Makin’ a mess for me, yeah? doing so good,” he praises, lapping up your juices as you clench around his digits from his words.
“Want you,” you manage out, fucking yourself down on his fingers, “need you Xavier, please,” you beg, eyes still screwed shut in pleasure.
You can feel Xavier smile against you, jumping as he presses a kiss to your clit before reluctantly pulling away from your sopping pussy.
“anything you want, starlight,” he whispers, you pull him up to your face immediately, kissing him and moaning when his tongue slips into your mouth, making you taste yourself. Xavier doesn’t disconnect your lips as he slips out of his boxers, letting his leaking tip brush against your clit.
“Don’t tease me anymore, please” you whine against Xavier's lips, eyes fluttering open as you pull away from him. A small string of saliva connects the two of you, one Xavier greedily laps up when he leans in to press one last kiss to your lips. Xavier’s eyes are blown wide, dark blue as he stares down at you with flushed cheeks and ragged breathing.
“Let me know if you need me to stop, okay?” he says, voice shaking as you nod. Your hands grasping onto his biceps, nails digging slightly into the skin as you take a deep breath.
Xavier’s abs clench as his tip meets your leaking entrance, and it takes every fiber of his being to not move faster than he does. He moves slowly, watching you intently and throwing his own pleasure out the window. He stops when you wince slightly, sealing hard before nodding at him.
“Doing so good,” he whispers out, biting back a moan when you clamp down on him at the praise, he makes note of it. He almost collapses on top of you when he’s finally at the hilt, cock so deep inside you you feel it in your throat. “doing okay baby?” he asks, you barely manage a nod.
“So big,” you manage out, taking deep breaths as you adjust, “o-okay,” you nod, looking up at Xavier.
His eyes don’t leave yours as he moves slowly, dragging his hard length against your gummy walls. His heart swells when you let out a soft moan, he can feel you relax beneath him as he moves slightly faster.
“Is that good, starlight?” he asks, hips thrusting against you as your eyes glaze over, mouth agape as you moan.
“So good! fuck Xav-” you cut yourself off with a moan, Xavier smiles when he feels your fingernails digging into his shoulder blades.
Your head is thrown back in pleasure as xavier fucks into you, a sharp moan leaving your lips everytime his tip brushes just right against the gummy spot inside you. You couldn’t speak even if you wanted, your lover's name coming out like a prayer as your hips move on their own to meet his thrusts. Stars paint your vision as your toes curl, the coil in your belly growing tighter and tighter with every grunt and groan xavier lets out by your ear.
“Fuck starlight you’re so fuckin’ perfect,” he groans, “such a pretty girl and you’re all mine, right? doing so good f’me baby- ah you like that don’t you?” he smiles, biting your ear lobe lightly and chuckling.
“Pussy is all wet just for me, doing so perfect for me,” he accentuates every praise with a thrust, making your grip on him tighter. The sound of skin on skin filling the bedroom, the bed creaking beneath him as you wrap your legs around him locking him into place.
“Xav- ngh- gonna cum,” you whimper, back arching off the mattress and pressing yourself against your lover.
“Let go for me pretty girl, cum around my cock, ‘m all yours baby take what you want,” he moans, “fuck star i love you, love you, love you love you s’much,” he chants, thrusts becoming sloppy when he feels your clenching down on his harder than before.
“Xavier!” you gasp, moaning loudly as you bury your face in his neck, biting as your fingers claw at his back, vision blurring while your legs tighten around him.
“Give it to me baby, that’s it let go f’me, my good girl,” he whines. You can feel his tip twitching inside of you as he tries to hold out for longer.
“Inside,” you manage out, barely making eye contact with him as your legs push him further into you. Your words are all it takes for Xavier to come undone. He's a groaning mess as he releases inside of you, thick spurts of his seed painting your walls white as you pull his hair roughly and place your mouth on his.
Xavier doesn’t hesitate to move his mouth against yours, moaning shamelessly into your mouth as he fucks his cum into you, whimpering at the overstimulation. Your legs keep him in position, moaning against him as you clench down on him, milking him for all he offers.
Xavier doesn’t let himself collapse on top of you, quickly gathering his bearings and focusing on you. “You okay? Wasn't too much?” he asks quietly, the two of you still panting, a thin sheen of sweat covering both of you.
You smile hazily at him, shaking your head ‘no’ before letting your eyes flutter open. Xavier almost cums again at the sight of your glazed eyes. God, you looked utterly fucked out. He smooths your hair down, tucking a strand behind your ear and taking in the sight beneath him.
“What?” you ask, suddenly nervous under his gaze. As if he wasn’t still balls deep in you.
“You're just so beautiful, sometimes I can't believe I got so lucky,” he whispers, leaning down and placing a kiss to the tip of your nose.
“Shut up,” you giggle, Xavier smiles at you, “I’m lucky too y’know,” you mumble, watching as his face flushes crimson at your words.
“Ready?” he asks, you nod. Xavier pulls out slowly, you involuntarily whimper at the loss of him, pussy clenching around nothing as his cum leaks out of you. Xavier can’t help but take a finger gathering his release and fucking it back into you, apologizing sheepishly when you whimper.
Xavier is gentle as he cleans you up, checking in with you every couple moments and blushing when you smack him lightly. He carries you to the restroom, turning the hot water on and placing a kiss to the top of your head as it heats up.
“Did you enjoy it?” he asks nervously, you can’t help but laugh, letting yourself melt into his side.
“Xavier, that was the best I’ve ever had,” you admit, smiling when a proud smirk forms on your lover's face. “Thank you,” you mumble as you step into the shower, Xavier follows suit as he rinses your hair.
“For what?”
“For being patient with me,” you say, eyes focused on the water in the tub, goosebumps rising on your skin when he places a feathery kiss to your shoulders.
“i would wait for you hundreds of years if you wanted me to, I love you so much, my star.” The words come so easily to him, the comfort makes your eyes water.
“And if I decide I don't want to have sex again?” you ask, heart pounding in your chest.
“Then I won’t have sex again,” he shrugs, shutting the water off as he reaches for your shampoo, “as long as I have you, I have everything I want.”
You grin as he lathers the shampoo in your hair, sighing softly as he scratches your scalp. You do the same for him, making his hair into a giant spike and giggling when he places bubbles on your nose.
Finally the two of you are under the covers, nestled impossibly close to one another. Xavier’s breathing is soft, and you can’t help but peer up at him, tracing his features with your eyes. you jump slightly as he opens his eyes, smiling when he catches you staring.
“Everything okay?”
"Everything's perfect,” you reply, sighing contently as you rest your head on his chest, eyes closing. “We'll be having sex again, by the way, that was just a hypothetical.”
Xavier chokes on his saliva, he hopes you’ll ignore the boner he has. you don’t.
forgetting about how Big and Strong xavier is until one day u guys are arguing and he’s just so frustrated and you’re yelling at him and he just grabs your wrist right when ur about to punch his chest again and you try sooo hard to get out of his grip and you Can’t and he steps closer to you and suddenly you’re having to look up to meet his eyes and his whole body is covering yours and his eyes are dark and before you can even say anything he’s staring at you with a slightly angry expression
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rival kingdom's king!rafayel x princess!reader + brat taming
pervy roommate!rafayel x innocent nerd!reader + breeding
best friend!rafayel x camgirl!reader + toy usage
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best friend! rafayel x camgirl! reader + toy usage
a/n. so sorry for the wait! i made raf a bit of a shy nerd to hit two birds with one stone and do @uninterestedseductress ’s request as well! thank you for the nice words, i hope you enjoy this! ❤️
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the bedroom was bathed in the warm amber glow of your ring light, casting soft shadows across the rumpled sheets where you knelt. your broken tripod was propped up in the corner, long abandoned, and your new camera… cameraman, rafayel, stood just behind the adjacent door of your bedroom.
camera in hand, his knuckles white around the device as he angled it through the intentional gap.
“you’re sure about this?” he’d asked earlier, his voice strained, eyes refusing to meet yours.
“raffy, please.” you’d begged, and the nickname sealed the deal.
he’d nodded, swallowed hard, and positioned himself exactly where you needed him for your lewd POV video — being caught masturbating.
now you were on your hands and knees, the pink silicone dildo buried deep inside your cunt, your hips rocking back against it with shallow thrusts. your thighs trembled from the effort, slick arousal coating the toy and dripping down your inner thighs in glistening streaks.
“f–fuck.” you moaned, loud enough for the camera to catch, loud enough for rafayel to hear.
your head was down into the sheets, hair spilling around your face like a curtain as you fucked yourself stupid on the toy.
“mhm, yes, right there–”
from behind the door, you heard rafayel’s sharp intake of breath, the barely audible hitch in his throat as the toy went deeper inside you.
he’d seen your content before, you knew. that accidental glimpse of a leaked post months ago, the way his face had gone scarlet and he’d stammered through an apology even though you’d laughed it off and told him it was fine.
you wanted your best friend to see you like this.
but this was different. he was watching live. watching you perform, watching you fall apart, watching the way your greedy cunt swallowed the dildo again and again as you moaned like a whore.
your arm burned with the effort of keeping the angle right, fucking yourself for the camera’s benefit.
but your mind was elsewhere — on the man behind the door, on the way you’d caught him looking at your lips one too many times, on the tentative touches he’d always pull away from too quickly.
you wanted your best friend to give in.
“r–rafayel.” you whimpered suddenly, the name rolling out of your mouth naturally as the tip hit a sensitive spot inside you.
that made your arm falter, fingers trembling on the suction cup and with that...
the dildo slipped from your grip, detaching from your pussy with a wet pop and landing on the sheets with a soft, slick thud. your body felt empty, aching, your hole clenching around nothing as you turned your head towards the door.
with the sweetest pout.
“rafa–yel.” you said again, your voice breaking from the lost pleasure. “please. please come help me.”
a long, agonizing silence. you thought he would refuse the invite; value your friendship more than a romantic relationship.
but then the door creaked fully open, and he stepped into the room.
he looked absolutely wrecked. his purple curls were disheveled, like he’d been running his hands through them. his cheeks were flushed a deep red, and his eyes were dark, pupils blown wide as they raked over your naked body. he was wearing loose sweatpants and you could see the obvious tent straining against the fabric, the outline of his hard cock pressing insistently.
your pussy throbbed at the sight.
“i...” he cleared his throat, unable to look at your face, his gaze fixed somewhere on the sheets. “i got it… the video. should i stop recording?”
“no.” you breathed. “keep going. i need you to– i need more footage. but i need your help first.”
the hand between your thighs, soaked in arousal, beckoned him to your bed. only to point down at the toy.
he stepped closer, his movements jerky and uncertain, his boner swinging in his sweatpants tentatively. when he reached the bed, he bent down and retrieved the discarded dildo, holding it awkwardly in his palm like it might bite him.
it was covered in your slick, glistening under the warm lights.
“h–here.” he offered weakly, extending it towards your dangling hand. “go on...”
you shook your head, reaching out to wrap your fingers around his wrist and press the tip of the dildo to your fluttering cunt.
you heard him groan behind you.
“raffy...” you said softly. “i want you to do it. please, help me put it in.”
his breath shuddered out of him. “i don’t... i don’t know if i should–”
“please.”
the plea hung in the air for a second. you watched the war play out across his face — the shy, respectful best friend who’d never pushed, versus the man who’d been dreaming about this exact scenario for months.
his jaw tightened as his decision was made.
“okay.” he whispered. “okay, yeah, i can– i’ll do it.”
he moved around you, still clutching the camera in one hand, still thinking it was just for a video. you repositioned yourself, arching your back and dropping your chest down to the mattress, offering yourself up to him like you always wanted.
the position put your soaked pussy on full display, shining with arousal, your folds swollen from your earlier ministrations.
“fuck.” he cursed under his breath as he took in the view.
he positioned his body behind you, bending slightly to be closer to your entrance. the tip of the silicone dildo pressed against your hole, teasing, and you whimpered, pushing back against it.
“tell me.” he said, adam's apple bobbing with need. “tell me what you need.”
“i need you to fuck me with it.” you gasped. “hard. i need it deep. please, raffy–”
“shh, i’ve got you.”
the toy pushed inside you in one smooth, wet slide, and you cried out, your fingers fisting in the sheets. there was no rhythm — he was shaking, his grip on the toy unsteady; but he was thrusting, driving it into you with increasing urgency. the angle was different from before, better, hitting something deep inside that made stars burst behind your eyes.
“like that?” he asked, checking on you. “is that– fuck, you’re so wet. i can hear it, i can–”
you were so loud, the obscene squelch of the toy moving in and out of your cunt filling the room. your thighs were trembling, your toes curling against the sheets. you could barely breathe, could barely form words, but you managed to whimper out his name like a mantra.
“yes, yes, raf–”
the camera shook in his grip, barely catching you in the frame now. but you didn’t care — this wasn’t for your fans anyway.
this was for him, for the friend who’d been too timid to make a move, for the man whose cock was straining against his sweatpants and making your mouth water.
“rafayel.” you pushed yourself up on one arm, twisting to look over your shoulder at him. his face was flushed, his eyes wild and fixed on where the toy disappeared inside you. “i ugh– want–”
“what?” he slowed his thrusts, his breath coming in harsh pants as he remembered why he’s doing all this — for your account. “should i change something?”
“y–yes, the dildo– ’want you.” the words tumbled out, raw and desperate, your hand jumping from beneath you to grasp one asscheek and open up.
“not the toy. i want your cock. i’ve wanted it for so long, raf–”
his eyes snapped to yours, wide with lust, his dick throbbing in his pants at your words. “huh?”
“please.” you begged, letting your skin jiggle free and reaching back to grip his thigh, brushing at his tent. “please, i need to feel you. i need your cock inside me.”
a shudder ran through him, and for a moment, you thought he might say no. but then the camera was thrown away at the edge of the bed, his (now) free hand clutching the flesh of your ass.
spreading you once more.
“ra–rafayel?” you moaned into the sheets as he pulled the toy out fully, only to jam it back in with a loud squelch.
“ah, for that…” he muttered between gritted teeth, hand thrusting the dildo deep inside you until the silicone balls slapped your aching clit.
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Caleb sits at the kitchen bar, his slumped figure illuminated by a single light above him.
Zayne, squinting as his eyes adjust to the light among the darkness, approaches, making his footsteps audible against the wood floor.
As Caleb glances over his shoulder, Zayne's eyes meet his tired, red-rimmed ones. Zayne wordlessly takes a tall glass from the cabinet, fills it with water, and places it in front of Caleb.
Now face-to-face, the frequent nightmares show their toll—deep shadows line Caleb's half-lidded eyes, contrasted with his pallid skin. Zayne's heart quietly breaks, and he can't resist any longer.
Rounding the island and joining Caleb's side, he wraps his arms around him. Caleb melts into the embrace, his trembling hands sliding around Zayne's waist, and he muffled a soft sob against his soft sleep shirt.
"Let it out," Zayne murmurs into his ear, stroking the back of his disheveled hair. "I'm here."
As the floodgates open, the nights of repressed fear, grief, and panic finally freeing themselves, Zayne's tight grip never falters.
Eventually, Caleb pulls his tear-stained face from his damp shirt, sniffling. Zayne takes that sorrowful face in his hands, pressing a kiss to his forehead.
"In the morning, I will find ways to help you sleep through the night," he promises, brushing the hair from Caleb's swollen eyes. "In the meantime, would you like to watch a movie?"
"Yeah," Caleb croaks with a tiny nod.
When Caleb rests against his chest, his favorite movie from his childhood playing quietly on the TV, Zayne becomes resolute.
"Say Dada," Sylus coaxes gently, seated together with her daughter in her playpen. She's busy grabbing building blocks, inspecting them, and placing them on top of a very unstable tower. "Say Dada, princess."
His daughter spares him a glance before piling on another building block. The tower sways precariously, leaning heavily to one side. But she doesn't care; drawing up building plans is not a part of her job.
Sylus chuckles, the glance she gave him so similar to the one you give him. She truly is your daughter—maybe that's why she's insisting on being so stubborn.
"You know your tower is wobbling, right?" He tells her, pointing at it. "There’s no solid groundwork. No proper foundation. Where did you go to school for your architecture degree?"
"Babababa," she babbles conversationally and Sylus nods in understanding.
"That is an excellent school. I'm sorry for questioning your credentials."
"What are you two talking about?" You ask upon entering the living room, your daughter's bottle in hand. "Is he bothering you about your building credentials again, baby?"
Your daughter squeals happily, turning to slam her tiny hands down on Sylus' knee. He's a wonderful actor, shouting in feigned pain as he falls to the ground. You watched, amused, as your daughter begins hitting tiny fists onto his chest while Sylus groans in fake agony.
"That's right, sweetie," you cheer, climbing over the playpen's fence. "Show him who's boss!"
Your daughter squeals louder, adorable giggles bursting forth and Sylus can't help but join her. She squeaks in joy when he scoops her up into his arms and lays her softly on his slightly sore chest. She beams down at him and Sylus melts, his eyes softening.
"Say Dada," He tries again and your daughter blinks before giving a toothless grin.
"Mmmama!" She babbles and Sylus huffs, smiling.
"Traitor," he says, carefully lifting himself up into a seated position so he can take the bottle you hand him. "You're breaking your father's heart, my love."
You shift to sit beside him, resting your head on his shoulder as you watch him feed her. His head comes to rest upon yours after he places a kiss on top of it.
"I heard her say Dada yesterday," you tell him with a tiny laugh. "She was missing you and you were at work so she called out for you." Your hand comes up instantly to caress his thigh, easing the pain and guilt you know is already eating at him. For being away from you and her and not being there when she called. "So I think she's just messing with you."
"Sounds an awful lot like someone I know," Sylus partially teases and you roll your eyes, playful.
Your daughter, perfectly content in Sylus' arms with warm milk in her tummy, pulls away from the bottle's nipple and coos:
"Dada dadada!"
Sylus freezes, eyes wide and mouth slightly agape, while you beam at your little bundle of joy.
"Well done, baby!" You praise excitedly before gently nudging Sylus. "Goodness she has excellent timing—oh Sy, my love, don't cry!"
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