Emperor Sylus! — the most feared man of the empire. And your husband, nonetheless. Despite the weight his name carried, he was tender, loving, and incredibly clingy. It was impossible to rise at an acceptable hour. You, being the empress, had a life of endless schedules and fittings, yet none of them could be completed — not with the man himself tangled in your limbs.
Getting away was a struggle; every time you tried to place a pillow in his arms to imitate the feeling of your body, he would grumble into your ear, wrap his arms tighter around you, and mold you against him all over again. Completely ruining your work…..
It was hardly shocking to your staff by now, all of them well aware of their “fearsome and cruel” emperor’s habit of being unable to keep his hands off his bride — his continuous teasing leaving you flushed with crimson-stained cheeks. From the kisses he placed on your cheeks to your temples, nearly any piece of exposed skin made do for him.











