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[syluslnd]

Hooray!! Your request are open again 🎉🎉 I absolutely adore your works. It's a chef kiss 😩🤌

Anyway, my request is Sylus bought a cabin in the woods to surprise reader. Just for two things, first reader really needs a break because she's been working way too much. And two, Sylus wants to "make love" with her and to hear her scream.

(Go crazy on how you want to write it. Thank you! I hope you understand what I mean right 😉😉)

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The drive through the woods had been long but the moment you arrived, you understood why Sylus had kept this place a secret.

The house was beautiful-elegant yet secluded, nestled deep in the forest where no one else could reach. Tall windows framed the landscape, letting in the golden glow of the evening sun. Everything was silent except for the faint rustling of trees, the scent of pine and fresh air filling your lungs.

"Sylus this is... incredible" you murmured, stepping through the grand entrance. The floors gleamed under the soft lighting and everything about the interior screamed luxurious, carefully curated and undeniably intentional.

Sylus shut the door behind you, his presence unmistakable even before he spoke. "I knew you'd like it" he said, his voice smooth as he stepped closer. "A private getaway,just for us."

There was something in his tone— something knowing.

You didn't catch onto it at first, too mesmerized by the sheer elegance of the space. But then, your eyes caught something unexpected. Rose petals.

Scattered along the pristine floor, creating a path deeper into the house.

Your breath hitched slightly.

Sylus smirked, clearly noticing your reaction.

"Go on sweetie" he murmured, nudging you forward.

"Follow them."

Your heart pounded as you slowly walked down the petal-covered path, leading you toward what you now realized was a bedroom.

And that's when it clicked.

This wasn't just a getaway.

It was his plan all along.

The bedroom was breathtaking-grand, with a massive bed draped in silk sheets. But what truly made you pause were the other details— a blindfold resting on the pillows, delicate ropes placed neatly on the bedside table and a selection of items you couldn't even process all at once.

Your entire body flushed with heat.

"You planned this" you accused softly, your voice barely above a whisper.

Sylus finally stepped in behind you, his hands settling on your waist, his breath warm against your ear. "Of course I did" he said, his voice dripping with satisfaction.

"Did you really think I brought you all the way out here just for the scenery?"

You swallowed, heat curling in your stomach as he slowly turned you around to face him.

His crimson eyes held that unmistakable glint-the one that told you there was no escaping whatever he had in store.

"You're being quiet" Sylus teased, tilting his head as he studied your flustered expression. "Shy all of a sudden?"

You opened your mouth to protest but Sylus simply took control before you could even attempt to regain composure.

He took your chin between his fingers, tilting your face up to meet his intense gaze. "No need to act innocent now” he murmured.

"You know exactly what this is."

His other hand trailed down your arm, his fingertips brushing over your skin in a way that made you shiver.

"Sylus..." you started, your voice breathy, unsure whether you were trying to object or encourage him.

His smirk deepened. "That's not a no" he mused.

Before you could speak again, he lifted you effortlessly, carrying you toward the bed like you weighed nothing. Your heart pounded as he placed you down onto the silk sheets, his figure towering over you.

His hands moved with purpose-tracing down your arms, reaching for the soft ropes he had so meticulously prepared on the table next to the bed. "I think" he mused, his voice laced with amusement,

"that it's about time I show you just how much fun we're going to have in this little hideaway."

Your breath hitched as he reached for the blindfold, his touch slow and deliberate.

"Be good for me” he murmured, voice dark with promise.

And then, just like that, control slipped from your hands entirely.

The silk of the blindfold pressed against your skin, shrouding your world in darkness. Your breath came slow and uneven, heart hammering in anticipation as Sylus secured it in place.

Then—a click.

Something cold slipped around your wrist.

Metal.

You flinched slightly at the sensation, instinctively tugging but your movement was met with resistance.

Handcuffs.

A soft, breathy giggle escaped you—a nervous reaction you hadn't meant to let out.

Sylus chuckled darkly in response. "That was a cute sound” he mused. "Are you nervous already?"

You swallowed hard, unsure whether to answer. Not that it mattered. He already knew.

Your other wrist met the same fate—a second click, binding you completely. The cold bite of metal against your skin was a stark contrast to the heat pooling in your stomach.

Sylus took his time adjusting the cuffs, making sure they were snug but not painful.

Purposeful. Precise. He wanted you to feel every ounce of control he had over you.

"You trust me, don't you?" he murmured.

His tone was dangerous-not in a way that suggested harm, but in a way that warned you. You belonged to him now, and he was going to remind you of that in ways you couldn't yet fathom.

You nodded slowly.

His fingers trailed down your arm, the barest whisper of touch, leaving goosebumps in their wake. "Good” he praised, his voice smooth as silk. "Then don't fight me."

Your breath caught as the mattress dipped he was leaning over you now, his presence all-consuming.

Then-something else.

Something soft but sturdy brushed against your thigh. Fabric?

The sound of something unrolling reached your ears before you felt it.

Silk restraints.

A sharp inhale escaped you as he secured one to your ankle. His fingers grazed your skin, lingering longer than necessary, teasing, making sure you felt every moment of your surrender.

He took his time. Meticulous. Unhurried. In control.

"You're awfully quiet now" Sylus murmured, his voice filled with dark amusement.

"Where's that little attitude of yours?"

Your lips parted but before you could say a word, he did something unexpected.

A soft, cool sensation trailed across your collarbone, lower, lower

ice

you don’t know where he got it from,if it was his evol or if he had those specifically chilled and ready for you there,like it was his plan all along

everything perfectly calculated for you

A shiver wracked through your body as Sylus dragged the melting cube along your skin, tracing slow patterns, watching your every reaction. The contrast of cold against heat made you gasp, your back arching involuntarily.

He hummed in approval.

"You're too sensitive" he teased, his voice dripping with satisfaction. "I like that."

He let the ice melt a bit against your skin before pressing his lips to your collarbone , replacing the sting of cold with the warmth of his mouth.

You sucked in a sharp breath, bound, blindfolded and completely at his mercy only intensified everything

Sylus chuckled softly, fingers trailing dangerously close to where he knew you wanted his touch the most-but deliberately avoiding it.

"You're mine" he murmured, his voice dark with possession. "and I think it's about time you start understanding what that truly means."

And with that, the real torment began.

he placed the ice on your stomach

the ice was melting, sending thin rivulets of cold water down your skin, yet Sylus took his time. Dragging. Teasing. Lingering.

"You're shaking”he murmured, amusement thick in his voice. "Too cold? Or is this little girl just too sensitive?"

You didn't answer but your breath hitched as he traced the ice lower, skimming along your ribs. The contrast of frigid cold against your overheated skin made your entire body tense but you couldn’t move-not with his silk restraints keeping you exactly where he wanted you.

Sylus hummed in satisfaction. "So reactive” he mused. "You weren't this quiet earlier."

Your lips parted but before you could protest, he did something cruel.

The ice cube-nearly gone now-dragged over the softest part of your stomach,near your bellybutton making you jerk against the restraints.

A sharp inhale escaped you and Sylus laughed.

"Look at you" he mocked, shifting to brush his lips against your ear, his voice nothing but a dark whisper. "So helpless. So at my mercy."

Your pulse thundered beneath your skin.

Then, he did it again—a deliberate, icy stroke into your bellybutton, followed by the sudden, searing warmth of his tongue as he chased away the cold.

You whimpered, the combination almost unbearable.

"Poor thing" Sylus crooned, his voice dripping with fake sympathy. "Did that feel too good?"

You turned your head away, refusing to answer but that only made his smirk sharpen.

"Oh?" He chuckled, pressing a teasing kiss to the edge of your jaw. "You're trying to be defiant now? How adorable."

You felt his fingers skim along your side near your ribs, featherlight, teasing you without ever giving you what you truly craved.

"Don't pout” he murmured. "You should've known what would happen the moment you let me tie you up, sweetheart."

His hand drifted lower, fingertips just barely grazing the inside of your thigh before pulling away. You shivered-from the loss, from the anticipation, from the overwhelming awareness that he was in complete control.

"You want more, don't you?" Sylus whispered. "I can hear it in your breathing."

You swallowed hard, heart pounding in your ears.

His hand returned, this time squeezing your thigh firmly, his nails grazing your skin.

"Beg” he ordered, voice smooth but commanding. "Or l'll leave you here like this, desperate and untouched."

Your breath hitched—the threat wasn't empty.

Sylus never bluffed.

You knew that if you refused, he'd make good on his word and leave you aching, craving, unsatisfied.

'Please” you whispered, barely audible.

Sylus tilted his head. "That was pathetic" he drawled. "You can do better than that."

You clenched your jaw, heat rushing to your face.

Sylus smirked, leaning in until his lips brushed against your ear. "Beg. Properly."

Your stomach twisted in both humiliation and desire. He was enjoying this— stretching the moment, testing you, making you surrender inch by inch.

"Please, Sylus" you finally said, voice unsteady.

His fingers dug into your thigh, just enough to make you gasp.

"Good girl" he murmured, satisfaction lacing his tone. "Now let's see how much more you can take."

And with that, the ice drifted even lower.

Sylus held the last sliver of melting ice between his fingers, tilting his head as he watched you. Bound, blindfolded, completely at his mercy-just the way he liked you.

You shivered, not just from the cold but from the sheer anticipation.

"You're trembling” he mused, his tone dripping with satisfaction. "Are you scared?

Or just that sensitive?"

You bit your lip, refusing to answer.

Sylus chuckled darkly. "Still trying to act defiant? That's cute."

You gasped as he suddenly pressed the ice against your pussy, the shock of cold making you jerk against the restraints.

"Careful" he warned, his grip tightening around your leg, keeping you still. "Unless you want me to punish you for squirming."

The ice dragged upward, inch by torturous inch. Too slow. Too deliberate.

Too much.

Your breath hitched as he reached your clit, lingering there just to watch you squirm.

Sylus hummed in amusement. "You're shaking so much” he teased. "and I haven't even started."

He traced slow, agonizing circles with the ice, making sure the chill seeped into your skin, making you hyperaware of every movement.

Then-he pressed his lips directly on your clit,leaving slow warm kisses

The sudden warmth of his mouth contrasted sharply with the lingering cold, making you gasp.

Sylus chuckled against your pussy, his breath sending shivers down your spine.

"Poor thing" he mocked, nipping at your thigh. "I bet you don't even know whether to pull away or beg for more."

You whimpered, your body betraying you.

His free hand traced lazily over your other thigh, nails grazing just enough to make your breath catch.

"You're so responsive” he mused, almost to himself. "Every little touch, every little tease and you're already falling apart."

He pressed the last remnant of ice directly against your clit all while leaving slimy deliberate kisses on your inner thigh

Your whole body tensed, a choked gasp slipping past your lips.

Sylus smirked, watching you struggle. "You want me to stop?" he asked, a mockery of concern in his voice. "Or do you want more?"

You hesitated—a mistake.

Sylus clicked his tongue. "Ah. I see."

Before you could react, he pressed the ice even deeper this time,no longer harassing your clit but now sending shockwaves of cold to the inside of your warm vagina

The melting water dripped, sending chills through your already overstimulated nerves.

You jerked, instinctively trying to close your legs-but Sylus's iron grip stopped you.

"Ah, ah” he murmured, spreading you wider instead. "No running now, sweetheart."

You whimpered, your body betraying you again.

Sylus leaned in, lips grazing your ear. "You should know by now” he murmured, voice dark with amusement. "I don't stop until I'm satisfied."

[syluslnd]

Hii can I request fluff where Sylus finds readers hidden art book and it has lots of drawings of him? Reader finds him in the middle of flipping through it and tries to snatch it but Sylus is literally taller than Mt everest so that didn't work out💀

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You were in your art room, your art book spread open in front of you. Sylus stood behind you, his tall frame casting a shadow over the pages as he peered over your shoulder. You were flipping through the sketches carelessly, chatting about your latest projects, when suddenly—you froze.

There it was. A drawing of him.

It wasn’t just any sketch—it was a detailed, almost reverent portrayal of Sylus. You’d captured his sharp features perfectly: the curve of his smirk, the glint in his crimson eyes, the way his silver hair fell just so. It was embarrassingly good and worse, it was obvious who it was.

Your heart skipped a beat and you quickly flipped the page, hoping he hadn’t noticed. But Sylus was way too observant for that.

“Wait, sweetheart” he said, his voice smooth and teasing. “What was that?”

“Nothing!” you said a little too quickly, slamming the book shut. “Just… old sketches. Nothing important.”

Sylus raised an eyebrow, his smirk widening. “Oh? Then why are you blushing?”

“I’m not blushing!” you protested, though your cheeks were undeniably warm. You tried to scoot away but Sylus was faster. His hands shot out, grabbing your waist and pulling you back against him.

“Let me see” he said, his tone playful but firm. He reached around you, his long arms easily prying the book from your grasp.

“Sylus, no!” you squeaked, trying to wrestle it back, but he held it just out of reach, his grip on your waist keeping you in place.

“Sweetie, you’re being awfully defensive” he said, his voice dripping with mock innocence. “What are you hiding?”

“Nothing!” you insisted, squirming in his hold. “Give it back!”

Sylus chuckled, the sound low and warm against your ear. “Relax, sweetheart. I just want to see what’s got you so flustered.”

He flipped the book open, his eyes scanning the pages until he found the drawing. His smirk turned into a full-blown grin as he took in the details. “Well, well” he said, his voice laced with amusement. “What do we have here?”

You buried your face in your hands, wishing the floor would swallow you whole. “It’s not what it looks like!”

“Oh, really?” Sylus said, his tone teasing. “Because it looks like someone’s been drawing me and not just any drawing this is good,almost like you’ve been staring at me a little too much.”

“I haven’t!” you lied, your voice muffled by your hands.

Sylus laughed, his grip on your waist tightening slightly. “Sweetheart, you’re a terrible liar but don’t worry,I’m flattered.”

You peeked at him through your fingers, your face burning. “You’re not supposed to see that.”

“Why not?” he asked, tilting his head. “Afraid I’d find out how much you admire me?”

“I don’t admire you!” you said, though your voice lacked conviction.

Sylus smirked, leaning down so his lips were close to your ear. “Sure you don’t, sweetie. That’s why you spent hours capturing my perfect features, right?”

You groaned, trying to push him away but he didn’t budge. “You’re so full of yourself !”

“And you’re adorable when you’re embarrassed” he shot back, his tone light and teasing. He flipped through a few more pages, his grin widening as he found more sketches of him. “Wow, sweetheart. You’ve been busy. Should I be worried?”

“Stop calling me that!” you said, though you couldn’t help the small smile tugging at your lips.

“Calling you what?” he asked, feigning innocence. “Sweetheart? Sweetie? Darling?”

“Yes!” you said, though your protest was half-hearted. “It’s annoying.”

Sylus chuckled, his breath warm against your neck. “You don’t mean that. Admit it,you like it.”

You didn’t respond, mostly because he was right. But you weren’t about to give him the satisfaction of knowing that.

Sylus set the book down, his hands moving to your shoulders as he turned you to face him. “You know” he said, his voice softer now, “if you wanted to stare at me, you could’ve just asked. No need to be sneaky about it.”

You rolled your eyes, though your heart was racing. “You’re impossible.”

“And yet, here you are” he said, his smirk returning. “Drawing me like some lovesick artist.”

“I am not lovesick” you said, though your voice wavered slightly.

Sylus leaned in, his face inches from yours. “Sure you’re not, sweetheart.”

Before you could respond, he kissed you, his lips capturing yours in a way that left you breathless. When he pulled back, his smirk was back in full force. “See? No need to be shy. I already know you’re obsessed with me.”

You swatted at his chest, though there was no real force behind it. “You’re the worst.”

Sylus laughed, pulling you into a hug. “and you’re stuck with me, sweetie. So you might as well get used to it.”

[syluslnd]

Could you do a scenario of would happen if Sylus found out reader can pole dance? Like maybe he found an old vid of her pole dancing or however you want!🥰 I can't decide if it should be nsfw so you decide too😭 Thank you!

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You woke up to the sound of loud, rhythmic music filling the room. Your body jerked to attention, confusion taking over as the beat reverberated in the walls. The bright morning light was still filtering through the curtains but there was no denying the sound that was now flooding the space.

You blinked, still groggy, your brain struggling to piece together what was happening. When your eyes darted to your laptop, the cause of the disturbance immediately hit you like a ton of bricks.

Sylus was sitting on the edge of the bed, scrolling through your laptop, his eyes fixed on the screen. But it wasn't the work files you expected him to be browsing. Instead, there were videos-videos of you. Pole dancing. Professional-level, graceful and shockingly seductive pole dancing.

Your heart skipped a beat. The music continued blasting from the laptop, a song you recognized from the videos. Oh no.

"Sylus" you started, your voice thick with embarrassment as you rubbed your eyes,

"what are you-"

He glanced at you slowly, a wicked glint in his crimson eyes as he took in your confused and shocked expression. His lips curled into a knowing smile and before you could say another word, he raised his finger to your lips.

"Shh" he teased "I'm trying to appreciate the performance." His eyes flicked back to the screen, clearly enjoying the way you were reacting. "I didn't realize you had such a talent."

Your face burned with embarrassment. You quickly pushed yourself up into a sitting position, still half-dazed but fully mortified.

"S-Sylus, can you turn that off?" you asked, trying to hide your face in your hands.

"Please, just-"

But Sylus was already laughing softly, teasing in the most dominant way possible.

"I didn't know about this little secret" he said, clicking his tongue as he looked back at you. "Why didn't you tell me you were so... talented?"

His gaze swept over you in a way that made your pulse spike, his amusement evident in the way his eyes sparkled. "In fact" he said, his voice dropping to something more mischievous "I'm a little upset you didn't invite me to watch sooner kitten."

You tried to hide your face in your hands but the teasing was far from over. "I mean” he continued, his voice low and taunting "I think it's only fair you show me a live performance."

Your eyes shot up at him, the intensity of his gaze locking onto yours. "Right now" he added, making a small gesture with his hand, as if the command were just another casual request.

You blinked in disbelief, trying to think of a way to escape. "There's no pole" you said, trying to muster up some cocky attitude, as if the situation wasn't embarrassing enough.

"So, I don't know what you expect me to-"

But before you could finish, Sylus snapped his fingers, and the momentum shifted.

You were frozen in place for a heartbeat, your breath catching in your throat.

Then by using his evol he made a pole appeared right in the center of the room, gleaming and polished.

Your mouth dropped open. There was no escaping this now.

Sylus's smile grew, sharp and predatory.

"There's a pole” he said, his voice filled with mock sweetness. "Now, show me what you've got."

You huffed in annoyance but your body couldn't help but respond to the dominant energy filling the room. Slowly, you slid off the bed, your feet moving to the pole almost involuntarily.

Sylus watched, still seated on the bed, his eyes following your every movement. His gaze never wavered, intense and expectant.

You glared at him, still annoyed but unable to escape his forceful presence. "I don't need you watching me like this” you said, trying to keep some semblance of control.

Sylus just raised an eyebrow. "Ah, ah” he said, lifting his hand as if to stop you. His voice was playful but you could hear the command beneath it. "I believe it would be funner If you'd take something off first,wouldn’t it sweetie?."

You blinked, your frustration rising. "What?"

With another smirk, Sylus pointed to your shirt. "Take it off. I don't think it's needed right now."

You stared at him, your cheeks burning as you hesitated. "You're unbelievable" you muttered but the intensity in his gaze left no room for argument.

You slowly reached for the hem of your shirt, eyes never leaving his. The way he kept his gaze on you kept you under his control and there was a part of you that couldn't resist,couldn't ignore the power he had over you. Slowly, you removed the shirt, the action feeling almost disobedient but irresistible all at once.

Sylus's eyes gleamed with satisfaction.

"Good girl" he murmured, his voice now thick with an emotion you couldn't quite place-appreciation? Desire? You didn't know but it felt like something far deeper than a mere tease.

"Now" he said, leaning forward slightly.

"Dance for me."

You rolled your eyes in mock defiance but you could feel the heat of the room, the weight of his gaze. You had no choice but to dance and as your body moved, the sensation of his control hovered over you, making every twist and turn feel like an indulgence and an obedience all at once.

[syluslnd]

HSJSISIS Request inspired by the recent event‼️it's also NSFW‼️What if reader was the one who got cat ears and tails instead of Sylus? And their VERY sensitive, I just know Sylus would be having the time of his life playing with them

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It started as a normal day or at least, as normal as life could be when Sylus was involved.

You’d woken up feeling… strange. Your body felt lighter, your senses sharper and there was an odd tingling at the base of your spine. But it wasn’t until you caught a glimpse of yourself in the mirror that you realized something was very wrong.

“What the—?!” you exclaimed, staring at the pair of fluffy cat ears perched atop your head. They twitched in response to your voice and your eyes widened as you noticed the long, sleek tail swishing behind you. “Oh, you’ve got to be kidding me.”

Before you could process what was happening, the door to your room swung open and Sylus strolled in, his crimson eyes gleaming with amusement. “Well, well” he said, his smirk widening as he took in the sight of you. “What do we have here?”

You crossed your arms over your chest, glaring at him. “Don’t even start, Sylus. I don’t know what’s going on but I’m not in the mood for your teasing.”

Sylus chuckled, leaning against the doorframe. “Oh, but how can I resist? You’re absolutely adorable like this.” He stepped closer, his eyes flicking to your ears. “Do they move on their own or do you control them?”

“I don’t know!” you snapped, your tail flicking irritably behind you. “and I don’t care. This is ridiculous.”

Sylus reached out, his fingers brushing against one of your ears and you immediately shrieked, jumping back. “Don’t touch them!” you yelled, your face flushing as a strange sensation shot through your body.

Sylus raised an eyebrow, his smirk turning devilish. “Oh? Are they sensitive?” He stepped closer again, his hand hovering near your ear. “How about this?”

Before you could react, he gently flicked the tip of your ear and you let out an involuntary gasp, your knees nearly buckling. “S-Sylus!” you stammered, trying to push him away but he caught your wrist effortlessly.

“You’re even more fun like this” he said, his voice low and teasing. “I wonder… what else is sensitive?” His gaze dropped to your tail and you immediately tried to step back but he was too quick. His hand wrapped around the base of your tail and you let out a strangled cry, your entire body shuddering.

“Let go!” you demanded, your voice trembling as you tried to pull away but Sylus only tightened his grip, pulling you closer.

“Not a chance sweetheart” he said, his breath warm against your ear. “You’re far too entertaining like this.” He gave your tail a gentle tug and you let out a whimper, your legs giving out beneath you. Sylus caught you easily, his arms wrapping around your waist as he lowered you onto the bed.

“Sylus, I swear—” you started but he cut you off with a kiss, his lips claiming yours with a possessiveness that left you breathless. You tried to push him away but your body betrayed you, leaning into his touch instead.

When he finally pulled away, his smirk was back in full force. “You’re so feisty” he said, his fingers trailing down your side. “But I think I like you better like this completely at my mercy.”

You glared at him, though the effect was somewhat ruined by the way your ears twitched and your tail curled around his arm. “You’re enjoying this way too much” you muttered.

Sylus chuckled, his hand moving to stroke your tail again and you let out a soft moan, your body arching against your will. “Of course I am” he said, his voice dripping with amusement. “You’re absolutely irresistible like this.”

He leaned down, his lips brushing against your ear and you shivered as his breath tickled the sensitive skin. “I wonder… how much more can you take before you break?” he whispered, his voice low and sultry.

You opened your mouth to retort but before you could say anything, he gently nibbled on the tip of your ear, and your words turned into a gasp. “S-Sylus!” you cried, your hands clutching at his shoulders as your body trembled.

Sylus pulled back slightly, his smirk turning almost predatory. “You’re so much fun to tease” he said, his fingers trailing down your neck. “But I think I’m just getting started.”

Sylus pinned you to the bed with ease, his body hovering over yours as his crimson eyes gleamed with mischief. You squirmed beneath him, your tail flicking irritably but he only chuckled, his grip tightening around your wrists. “Now, now” he said, his voice low and teasing. “Where do you think you’re going?”

“Away from you” you shot back, though your voice wavered as his lips brushed against the sensitive tip of your ear. Your body shuddered, a soft gasp escaping your lips before you could stop it.

Sylus smirked, clearly enjoying the effect he had on you. “You say that” he murmured, his breath warm against your skin “but your body tells a different story.” He nipped at your ear again and you let out a strangled whimper, your back arching off the bed.

“S-Sylus, stop—” you tried to protest but your words dissolved into a moan as he dragged his tongue along the edge of your ear. The sensation was overwhelming, your heightened senses amplifying every touch, every breath, every flick of his tongue.

“Stop?” he repeated, pulling back slightly to look at you. His smirk was infuriating, his eyes glinting with amusement. “But you’re so much fun to play with like this.” He leaned down again, his lips brushing against your other ear. “Besides, I think you’re enjoying this more than you’re letting on.”

You opened your mouth to argue but before you could say anything, he captured your lips in a searing kiss, his tongue sliding against yours with a possessiveness that left you breathless. You tried to resist, to maintain some semblance of control but your body betrayed you, melting into his touch.

When he finally pulled away, you were left gasping for air, your chest rising and falling rapidly. Sylus chuckled, his fingers trailing down your neck. “You’re so responsive” he said, his voice dripping with amusement. “It’s almost too easy.”

You glared at him, though the effect was somewhat ruined by the way your ears twitched and your tail curled around his leg. “You’re insufferable” you muttered, though your voice lacked its usual bite.

Sylus grinned, clearly unfazed by your comment. “And yet, here you are, letting me have my way with you.” He leaned down again, his lips brushing against your ear. “But I think I can do better than that.”

Before you could respond, he dragged and poked his tongue along the inside of your ear and you let out a sharp cry, your body arching off the bed. The sensation was overwhelming, your heightened senses making every touch feel like an electric shock. You tried to push him away but your hands barely made contact before he caught your wrists, pinning them above your head.

“S-Sylus, please—” you begged, your voice trembling as he continued to tease your ear with his tongue.

“Please what?” he asked, his voice low and sultry. “Tell me what you want.”

You shook your head, your face burning with embarrassment. “I—I don’t know” you stammered, your body trembling beneath him.

Sylus chuckled, his lips brushing against your ear. “That’s okay” he murmured. “I’ll figure it out for you sweetie”

He continued to tease you, his tongue and lips exploring every inch of your sensitive ears, each touch driving you closer to the edge. Your breath came in short, ragged gasps, your body writhing beneath him as you tried to escape the overwhelming sensations.

But Sylus wasn’t done yet. He moved down to your neck, his lips and tongue leaving a trail of fire in their wake. You let out a soft moan, your hands clutching at the sheets as your body trembled with pleasure.

“You’re so adorable like this” Sylus murmured, his voice low and husky. “Completely at my mercy.”

You wanted to argue, to tell him to stop but the words wouldn’t come. Instead, you found yourself leaning into his touch, your body craving more even as your mind screamed for him to stop.

Sylus smirked, clearly sensing your internal struggle. “Don’t fight it” he said, his lips brushing against your ear. “Just let go.”

And as his tongue flicked against the sensitive tip of your ear once more, you felt yourself falling, your body and mind consumed by the overwhelming sensations. You let out a soft cry, your body arching off the bed as pleasure coursed through you.

Sylus chuckled, his lips brushing against your ear. “That’s it” he murmured, his voice low and sultry. “Just let go.”

[syluslnd]

What if Sylus was in call with his business partners and he has to keep professional but reader decided to be mischievous and started sucking him off to distract him? How'd he react and how would he punish her?

𐙚 ૮꒰◞ ˕ ◟ ྀི꒱ა 𐙚

Sylus sat at his desk, his phone pressed to his ear as he listened to his business partner drone on about quarterly earnings.

The call had been going on for nearly an hour and Sylus was growing increasingly bored. His eyes flicked to the clock on the wall, counting down the minutes until he could hang up and get back to something anything—more interesting.

That’s when he felt it.

A soft rustling under the desk, followed by the gentle brush of fingers against his thigh. Sylus froze, his sharp eyes narrowing as he glanced down. There you were, crouched under the desk, a mischievous grin on your face as your hands crept higher.

Sylus mouthed a silent “What the hell are you doing?”but you only shrugged, your grin widening. Before he could stop you, you ducked under the desk completely, disappearing from view.

Sylus clenched his jaw, his grip tightening on the phone. “Yes, I’m still here” he said, his voice calm but laced with irritation. “Continue.”

His business partner kept talking, oblivious to the chaos unfolding on Sylus’s end. Meanwhile, Sylus felt your hands sliding up his legs, your touch light but deliberate. His eyes flicked down again, his expression a mix of anger and disbelief. This was not the time for your antics.

But you didn’t seem to care. Your hands found the waistband of Sylus’s pants and before he could react, you had them undone. Sylus’s eyes widened, his free hand slamming down on the desk in frustration. “One moment” he said into the phone, his voice strained. “I need to… adjust something.”

He muted the call, his crimson eyes blazing as he glared at you. “What the hell do you think you’re doing?” he hissed.

You grinned up at him, completely unrepentant. “Just having a little fun.”

“This is not the time kitten” Sylus said through gritted teeth. “I’m on an important call.”

You shrugged, your hands moving again. “Then you’d better stay focused.”

Before Sylus could stop you, you took him into your mouth and Sylus let out a sharp breath, his hand gripping the edge of the desk. “You little—” he started, but his words were cut off as you swirled your tongue, your movements slow and deliberate.

Sylus unmuted the call, his voice tight as he tried to maintain his composure. “Apologies for the interruption. Please continue.”

His business partner resumed talking but Sylus could barely focus. Your mouth was warm and insistent, your hands gripping his thighs as you worked him over. Sylus clenched his jaw, his free hand gripping the armrest of his chair so hard his knuckles turned white.

“Y-yes, I agree” Sylus said, his voice strained. “The numbers… look promising.”

You hummed softly, the vibration sending a jolt through Sylus’s body. He shot you a glare but you only looked up at him with innocent eyes, your movements never slowing.

“We’ll need to… review the projections” Sylus said, his voice tight. He was struggling to keep his breathing even, his mind torn between the call and the sensations you were causing.

You pulled back slightly, your tongue tracing the tip of him before taking him deep again and Sylus let out a sharp breath, his hand slamming down on the desk. “One moment” he said into the phone, his voice clipped. “I need to… step away.”

He muted the call again, his crimson eyes blazing as he glared at you. “You’re going to regret this” he said, his voice low and dangerous.

You pulled back, grinning up at him. “Oh, I doubt that.”

Sylus grabbed your arm, pulling you out from under the desk. “You have no idea what you’ve just started” he said, his voice a mix of anger and arousal.

You smirked, completely unfazed. “I think I do.”

Sylus stared at you for a moment, his expression unreadable. Then, without warning, he pulled you into his lap, his hands gripping your waist. “You’re going to pay for this” he said, his voice low and threatening.

You grinned, wrapping your arms around his neck. “I’m counting on it.”

Sylus unmuted the call, his voice calm despite the fire in his eyes. “Apologies again. Something… urgent came up. I’ll have to call you back.”

He hung up before his business partner could respond, tossing the phone onto the desk. His crimson eyes locked onto yours, his smirk returning. “Now, where were we?”

You laughed but it was cut off as Sylus kissed you, his lips claiming yours with a possessiveness that left you breathless. When he pulled back, his smirk was back in full force. “You’re going to regret teasing me, sweetheart.”

You grinned, completely unrepentant. “I’m sure I will.”

Sylus’s crimson eyes burned with a mix of irritation and something darker as he stared down at you, his jaw clenched tight. The air in the room felt charged, his evol crackling faintly around him like a storm about to break. You had pushed him too far this time and the look on his face told you he wasn’t going to let it slide.

“You really thought you could jus do that and walk away?” he said, his voice low and dangerous. His smirk was gone, replaced by a sharp, predatory glare that sent a shiver down your spine.

You swallowed hard, trying to maintain your composure. “I was just having a little fun” you said, though your voice wavered slightly. “You’re always so serious. I thought you could use a break.”

Sylus’s eyes narrowed and for a moment, he said nothing. Then, without warning, his evol flared to life.

The room seemed to vibrate with energy as everything on his desk papers, pens, his phone was swept aside in one swift motion, crashing to the floor in a chaotic clatter. The sound made you jump but before you could react, his evol wrapped around you, lifting you off the ground and pinning you to the now-clear desk.

You gasped as your limbs were spread apart, your arms and legs held in place by invisible restraints. You struggled against them but it was no use—Sylus’s control was absolute. His evol was like a living force, unyielding and precise, leaving you completely at his mercy.

“Sylus!” you protested, your voice tinged with panic. “Let me go!”

He stepped closer, his movements slow and deliberate, like a predator circling its prey. “Let you go?” he repeated, his voice dripping with mockery. “After what you just did? Oh, sweetheart, we’re just getting started.”

You squirmed, trying to free yourself but his evol only tightened its grip, leaving you completely exposed. Your face burned with embarrassment as you realized just how vulnerable you were. “Sylus, this isn’t funny!”

“Funny?” he said, his tone sharp. “You think this is a joke? You interrupted an important call, distracted me, and now you’re going to act like I’m the one overreacting?”

You glared at him, though your cheeks were flushed. “I didn’t mean to—”

“Didn’t mean to?” he interrupted, his voice rising slightly. “You knew exactly what you were doing and now, you’re going to learn what happens when you push me too far.”

His evol shifted and you felt a strange sensation against your skin like invisible fingers tracing every curve, every sensitive spot. You gasped as you felt like an invisible energy start caressing your thighs and a touch enter you,your body started arching against your will as the sensations overwhelmed you.

“S-Sylus!” you stammered, your voice trembling. “What are you—”

“Teaching you a lesson” he said, his tone cold and clinical. “You thought you could tease me like that and walk away unscathed? Think again.”

His evol intensified, the invisible touch growing more deliberate, more insistent. You squirmed, trying to escape the sensations but it was no use. Every movement only seemed to make it worse.

“You’re so sensitive” Sylus said, his voice low and sultry. “I wonder how much more you can take before you beg”

You shook your head, your breath coming in short, ragged gasps. “Sylus, I—I can’t—”

“Oh, you can” he said, his smirk returning. “and I’ll make sure you will”

The energy from his evol shifted again and you let out a sharp cry as the sensations intensified,now you felt a touch going inside of your pussy,your body trembled and your mind overwhelmed by the sheer intensity of it all.

But through it all, Sylus remained calm, his crimson eyes watching you with a mix of amusement and satisfaction.

“You’re so beautiful like this” he said, his voice soft but laced with menace. “Completely at my mercy.”

You wanted to argue, to tell him to stop but the words wouldn’t come. Instead, you could only gasp and moan as the invisible energy continued to tease and torment you,you felt it..like an invisible touch rubbing against your clit

By the time he finally released you, you were a trembling, breathless mess. Sylus leaned over you, his smirk triumphant. “See? That wasn’t so bad, was it?”

You glared at him, though the effect was somewhat ruined by your flushed face and tear-streaked cheeks. “You’re the worst.”

Sylus chuckled, his fingers brushing against your cheek. “Maybe. But you’re stuck with me, sweetheart. So you might as well get used to it.”

[syluslnd]

hey can I request Sylus with corruption kink because the reader is a shy hyper feminine bimbo?

⋆. 𐙚𐙚 ˚. sylus with a corruption kink ❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･

You sat on the edge of the bed, your hands nervously fidgeting in your lap. Sylus stood across the room, his silhouette sharp against the shadows.

His crimson eyes gleamed with an intensity that made your heart race, though you couldn’t quite place why. You trusted him completely, utterly. After all, he was the one who had always been there for you, the one who made you feel safe.

“You’re trembling” he said, his voice smooth and low like velvet. He took a step closer and you instinctively shrank back, though not out of fear. It was more like… anticipation. “Do I make you nervous?”

You shook your head quickly, your cheeks flushing. “N-no, it’s just… I’ve never done this before.”

Sylus chuckled, a dark, melodic sound that sent shivers down your spine. “I know” he said, his smirk widening. “That’s what makes it so fun.”

He closed the distance between you, his fingers brushing against your chin as he tilted your face up to meet his gaze. His eyes were hypnotic, pulling you in, and you felt yourself melting under his touch. “You’re so pure” he murmured, his thumb tracing your lower lip. “So innocent. It’s almost a shame to ruin you.”

Your breath hitched and you looked away, unable to hold his gaze. “I-I’m not innocent” you whispered, though the words felt hollow.

Sylus laughed softly, his hand sliding down to your neck, his fingers lightly pressing against your pulse. “Oh, but you are” he said, his voice dripping with amusement. “and that’s why I can’t resist you.”

He leaned in, his lips brushing against your ear. “Do you trust me?” he asked, his breath warm against your skin.

You nodded without hesitation. “Of course.”

“Good” he said, pulling back just enough to look at you. His smirk was back but there was something darker in his eyes now something that made your stomach twist in a way you couldn’t quite understand. “Because tonight, I’m going to show you a side of me you’ve never seen before.”

Before you could respond, he kissed you, his lips claiming yours with a possessiveness that left you breathless. You clung to him, your fingers tangling in his silver hair as he deepened the kiss, his hands roaming your body with a confidence that made your head spin.

You’d never felt anything like this before, and it was overwhelming in the best possible way.

But then he pulled away, his smirk returning as he looked down at you. “You’re so eager” he teased, his voice laced with amusement. “It’s adorable.”

You blushed furiously, your hands dropping to your sides. “I-I’m sorry” you stammered, feeling embarrassed.

Sylus chuckled, his fingers trailing down your arm. “Don’t be” he said, his tone softening slightly. “I like it when you’re like this. So… vulnerable.”

His words sent a shiver down your spine, though you couldn’t tell if it was from fear or excitement. He leaned in again, his lips brushing against your neck as he whispered, “But I wonder… how far can I push you before you break?”

You didn’t know how to respond, so you stayed silent, your heart pounding in your chest. Sylus seemed to take that as an invitation, his hands moving to your waist as he gently pushed you back onto the bed. You looked up at him, your eyes wide with a mixture of fear and anticipation.

“Don’t worry” he said, his smirk turning almost predatory. “I’ll take good care of you.”

Sylus looked at you for a few second without saying anything,when he calmly gestured at your shirt,you knew he wanted just one thing

And he leaned down to kiss you again, you couldn’t help but feel a strange sense of unease. But you pushed it aside, telling yourself that this was Sylus—the man you loved, the man who would never hurt you. Right?

Sylus’s smirk deepened as he noticed the hesitation in your movements, the way your hands trembled slightly as you reached for the hem of your shirt.

His eyes never left yours, dark and calculating, as if he could see every thought racing through your mind. “Go on” he said softly, his voice smooth and coaxing. “You don’t need to be shy with me. Not after everything we’ve shared.”

You swallowed hard, your cheeks burning as you slowly lifted the fabric over your head. The cool air hit your skin, making you feel even more exposed under his intense gaze. Sylus tilted his head, his expression one of feigned innocence but the glint in his eyes betrayed his true intentions. “See? That wasn’t so hard, was it?” he murmured, his tone dripping with false reassurance.

You shook your head, though the knot of unease in your stomach tightened. His words were meant to comfort but they only made you feel smaller, more vulnerable. “Sylus, I...” you began but he cut you off with a gentle finger pressed to your lips.

“Shh” he whispered, his voice like velvet. “Don’t overthink it. This is about trust, remember? You trust me, don’t you?”

The question caught you off guard and you nodded almost instinctively. Of course you trusted him. Didn’t you? He was Sylus—the man who had always been there for you, the man who made you feel things you’d never felt before. But as his hand trailed down your arm, his touch light but deliberate, you couldn’t shake the feeling that something was off.

“Good” he said, his lips curving into a smile that didn’t quite reach his eyes. “Then let me help you.” His fingers moved to the button of your jeans, his movements slow and deliberate, as if he were savoring every second.

You froze, your breath catching in your throat but he didn’t stop. “Relax” he murmured, his voice low and soothing. “I’m not going to hurt you,I just want to take care of you.”

His words were like a spell, wrapping around you and pulling you deeper into his web. You wanted to believe him, to let go of the fear gnawing at the edges of your mind but the way he looked at you—like you were something to be unraveled, piece by piece—made it impossible. “Sylus, I...” you started again, your voice barely above a whisper.

He paused, his hand stilling on your waist as he met your gaze. “What is it?” he asked, his tone gentle but laced with something sharper. “Do you not want this?”

The question hung in the air heavy and loaded. You opened your mouth to respond but the words wouldn’t come. How could you tell him no when he looked at you like that, when his touch made your skin burn and your mind go hazy? “I... I don’t know” you admitted, your voice trembling.

Sylus’s smile softened but there was something almost predatory in the way he leaned closer, his breath warm against your ear. “That’s okay” he whispered, his voice a low purr. “You don’t have to know. Just let me take the lead,I’ll make it good for you, I promise.”

His words sent a shiver down your spine and before you could protest, his lips were on yours again, silencing any doubts you might have had.

His hands moved with purpose, guiding you, controlling you, until you were completely at his mercy. and as the last of your resistance melted away, you couldn’t help but wonder if this was what he’d wanted all along—to see you like this, stripped bare not just of your clothes but of your defenses, completely and utterly his.

The air in the room felt heavier now, charged with a tension that made it hard to breathe. You stood there, completely bare, your arms instinctively crossing over you and your hands trembling as you tried to cover yourself.

Your heart pounded so loudly you were sure he could hear it and your cheeks burned with a mix of embarrassment and something else you couldn’t quite name. Sylus stood in front of you his gaze raking over you with an intensity that made you feel like you were being dissected.

“Don’t hide from me” he said, his voice low and smooth but there was an edge to it now a hint of impatience that sent a shiver down your spine. “You’re beautiful. Why would you want to cover that up?”

You shook your head, unable to meet his eyes. “I... I can’t” you whispered, your voice barely audible. “It’s too much.”

Sylus sighed, running a hand through his hair as if he were trying to keep his composure. “You’re making this harder than it needs to be” he said, his tone still calm but with a sharp undercurrent. “I’ve been patient with you, haven’t I? But you’re testing my limits.”

You flinched at his words, the knot of unease in your stomach tightening. “I’m sorry” you stammered, your voice breaking. “I just... I need a moment.”

For a second, he didn’t say anything. He just stared at you, his expression unreadable. Then, slowly, a smirk spread across his face a smirk that sent a chill through you. “You don’t get it, do you?” he said, his voice dropping to a whisper. “This isn’t about what you need. It’s about what I want.”

Before you could react, his eyes flashed with a dark, otherworldly light and suddenly, you felt an invisible force wrap around your wrists and ankles. You gasped, trying to pull away but it was no use. The power his evol was unyielding, pulling your arms above your head and stretching your legs apart until you were completely exposed, pinned to the bed beneath him.

“Sylus!” you cried, your voice trembling with a mix of fear and desperation. “Please, don’t—”

“Don’t what?” he interrupted, his tone mocking as he leaned over you, his face inches from yours. “Don’t show you how much you belong to me? Don’t make you face the truth you’ve been running from?” His smirk widened and he trailed a finger down your cheek, his touch deceptively gentle. “You’ve been mine from the beginning. You just needed a little... convincing.”

Tears welled in your eyes as you struggled against the invisible bonds but it was no use. You were completely at his mercy and the way he looked at you like you were something to be devoured only made it worse. “Please” you whispered, your voice breaking. “I’m scared...”

Sylus’s expression softened for a moment but it wasn’t comforting. It was almost pitying, as if he felt sorry for you but had no intention of stopping. “I know” he murmured, his lips brushing against your ear. “But fear is just the beginning. Once you let go, once you stop fighting it... you’ll see how good it can feel.”

His words sent a shiver through you but not just from fear. There was something in his voice, something dark and intoxicating, that made your stomach twist in a way you couldn’t explain.

You wanted to hate him, to scream at him to stop, but the way he looked at you like you were the only thing that mattered made it impossible to think straight.

“Look at you” he said, his voice dripping with amusement as his gaze traveled over your body. “So shy, so innocent... but not for long.” He leaned down, his lips brushing against your neck as he whispered, “I’m going to ruin you in the best way possible and by the time I’m done, you’ll be begging for more.”

You closed your eyes, tears slipping down your cheeks as his words sank in. You wanted to fight, to scream, to do something but the power of his evol held you completely still, leaving you no choice but to surrender.

and as his lips met yours again, his touch both cruel and tender, you couldn’t help but wonder if he was right—if this was what you’d been craving all along, even if you hadn’t realized it.

Sylus’s lips left yours but the weight of his presence didn’t lessen. If anything, it grew heavier, more suffocating, as his hands began to explore your body with a deliberate slowness that made your skin crawl and your heart race in equal measure.

His touch was everywhere at once trailing down your neck, skimming over your collarbone, tracing the curve of your waist and yet it felt like he was touching parts of you that had never been touched before, parts you hadn’t even known existed

“You’re trembling” he murmured, his voice low and teasing as his fingers brushed over your hip. “Is it fear? or is it something else?”

You didn’t answer. You couldn’t. Your mind was a whirlwind of conflicting emotions fear, shame and something darker, something you didn’t want to acknowledge.

Sylus chuckled softly, the sound sending a shiver down your spine. “You don’t have to say it” he said, his lips brushing against your ear. “I can feel it. The way your body reacts to me... it’s telling me everything I need to know.”

His words made your stomach twist but before you could protest, his hand moved lower, his fingers skimming over the most intimate part of you. You gasped, your body instinctively arching against his touch and Sylus’s smirk widened. “See?” he said, his voice dripping with satisfaction. “You can’t hide from me. Not anymore.”

Tears welled in your eyes as you struggled against the invisible bonds holding you down but it was no use. You were completely at his mercy and the way he looked at you like you were something to be conquered, something to be broken only made it worse. “Please” you whispered, your voice trembling. “Don’t do this...”

Sylus’s expression darkened and for a moment, you thought you saw something dangerous flicker in his eyes. But then it was gone, replaced by that familiar smirk. “Don’t do what?” he asked, his tone light but laced with something sharper. “Don’t show you how much you belong to me? Don’t make you face the truth you’ve been running from?”

You shook your head, tears slipping down your cheeks as his fingers continued their relentless exploration. “I... I don’t want this” you stammered, your voice breaking.

Sylus’s smirk faded, replaced by a look of almost pitying amusement. “You don’t mean that” he said, his voice soft but firm. “You’re just scared. But don’t worry... I’ll take care of you.”

Before you could respond, he leaned down, his lips brushing against your neck as he whispered “You’re mine now and I’m going to make sure you never forget it.”

and then, with a slow, deliberate movement, he finally took what he’d been waiting for,you gasped as his member entered you,your body instinctively arching against his but Sylus didn’t stop. He moved his hips with a ruthless precision, his eyes never leaving yours as he watched you unravel beneath him. “That’s it” he murmured, his voice low and soothing. “Let go. Stop fighting it.”

You wanted to resist, to hold on to some semblance of control but it was no use. The power of his evol held you completely still, leaving you no choice but to surrender and as the pleasure and pain mingled into something you couldn’t define, you couldn’t help but wonder if he was right

Sylus’s smirk deepened as he pulled his cock away, his dark eyes glinting with a predatory satisfaction that made your stomach twist. “You’re so beautiful like this”he murmured, his voice low and dripping with a kind of possessive admiration that sent shivers down your spine. “Completely at my mercy... completely mine.”

You wanted to look away, to close your eyes and shut out the intensity of his gaze but his evol held you firmly in place you couldn’t even move your head,your limbs stretched out and your body exposed in a way that made your cheeks burn with shame. “Sylus, please...” you whispered, your voice trembling. “I can’t...”

“You can” he interrupted, his tone firm but laced with a cruel kind of gentleness. “and you will because I want to see you break.”

Before you could protest further, he moved lower, his lips brushing against the inside of your thigh in a way that made you gasp. His touch was light, almost teasing but it sent a jolt of electricity through you that left you trembling. “So sensitive”he murmured, his breath warm against your skin. “I wonder how much you can take before you fall apart.”

You shook your head, tears welling in your eyes as his lips trailed higher, closer to your throbbing pussy. “Please” you begged, your voice breaking. “Don’t...”

But Sylus didn’t stop. His hands gripped your hips, holding you firmly in place as his mouth finally found its target.

You gasped, your body arching against his touch as a wave of pleasure and shame washed over you. It was too much too intense, too overwhelming and yet you couldn’t pull away. His evol held you completely still, leaving you no choice but to endure the relentless onslaught of sensation.

“That’s it” Sylus murmured, his voice muffled but no less commanding. “Let go. Stop fighting it.”

You shook your head, tears slipping down your cheeks as the pleasure built to an almost unbearable level. It was too much,too much sensation, too much emotionand yet Sylus didn’t stop.

If anything, he seemed to intensify his efforts, his tongue and lips working in a way that left you gasping and trembling beneath him.

“Sylus, I...” you choked out, your voice breaking as the pleasure threatened to consume you. “I can’t...”

“yes you can” he said, pulling away just long enough to speak. His eyes met yours, dark and unyielding and you felt a fresh wave of shame wash over you. “and I’ll make sure you feel every second of this,no passing out on me sweetie.”

Before you could respond, he was on you again, his mouth and hands working in perfect harmony to push you closer and closer to the edge. The pleasure was overwhelming, almost painful in its intensity and yet you couldn’t pull away.

And then, just when you thought you couldn’t take anymore, it happened. Your body convulsed, a wave of pleasure crashing over you with such force that it left you gasping and trembling beneath him.

Tears streamed down your cheeks as the sensations continued to ripple through you, each one more intense than the last.

Sylus pulled away, a satisfied smirk on his lips as he watched you come undone. “There it is” he murmured, his voice low and dripping with satisfaction. “The moment I’ve been waiting for.”

You wanted to hate him, to scream at him to stop but the pleasure and shame mingled into something you couldn’t define and as Sylus leaned down to kiss you again, his lips soft but demanding, you couldn’t help but wonder if he was right if this was what you truly wanted

[syluslnd]

what if sylus secretly sniffing panties and gets caught 👁️👁️

him sniffing your panties

₊˚⊹ ᰔ ⋆˚✿˖°. ༘⋆𝜗𝜚⊹₊｡ꕤ˚

Sylus had been coming over to your place more often lately. At first, it was under the guise of “hanging out” or “needing a break from work” but you’d started to notice the way his crimson eyes lingered on you a little too long or how his smirk seemed to soften whenever you laughed. Still, he never said anything outright—typical Sylus, always keeping you guessing.

Today was no different. He’d shown up unannounced, leaning casually against your doorframe with that infuriatingly charming grin. “Miss me?” he’d asked, brushing past you before you could even answer. You rolled your eyes but couldn’t help the smile tugging at your lips.

After some small talk, you decided to grab him a glass of water. “Make yourself at home” you said, heading to the kitchen. When you returned, you paused at the doorway, a mischievous idea forming in your mind. You’d sneak up on him and catch him off guard for once. Silently, you tiptoed into the room, holding back a laugh.

But what you saw stopped you in your tracks.

Sylus was crouched on the floor, surrounded by a pile of your clothes that had been haphazardly tossed onto a chair earlier. In his hands was one of your panties and he was holding it up to his face, his eyes closed as he inhaled deeply. The sight made your heart skip a beat, and your cheeks instantly burned. You must’ve made a sound—a gasp, a breath, something because his eyes snapped open, and he turned to look at you.

For a moment, neither of you moved. Then, slowly, a sly grin spread across his face. He didn’t even try to hide what he’d been doing. Instead, he tilted his head, his voice low and teasing. “How long are you going to stand there staring at me, hm?”

You froze, your face growing even hotter. “I—I wasn’t staring!” you stammered, clutching the glass of water like a lifeline.

Sylus stood up gracefully, still holding your underwear . He took a step closer, his smirk widening. “Oh? Then what would you call it? Admiring the view?” He gestured to himself with mock modesty and you couldn’t help but laugh despite your embarrassment.

“You’re impossible” you muttered, setting the glass down on the nearest surface.

He closed the distance between you, his voice dropping to a playful whisper. “and yet, here you are, letting me into your home again and again. Almost like you enjoy my company.” He held up the pantie, his grin turning devilish. “Or maybe you just like leaving your scent everywhere for me to find.”

You swatted at him but he caught your wrist effortlessly, pulling you closer. His crimson eyes sparkled with amusement and you could feel the warmth of his breath as he leaned in. “Admit it” he murmured. “You like having me around.”

You opened your mouth to protest but the words caught in your throat. Instead, you found yourself smiling, your heart racing as his teasing gaze held yours. “Maybe I do” you admitted softly.

Sylus’s smirk softened into something almost tender. “Good” he said, releasing your wrist but staying close.

[syluslnd]

Fluff request where reader does a prank and sneaks something cute on Sylus right before he goes out to the N109 Zone or a meeting with his business partners? Maybe like sneakily putting a cute lil pink bow on his hair and he only notices when everyones seen it😭 it could end in fluff or smut where he punishes her, you decide!❤️

𐙚 ౨ৎ ────୨ৎ──── ────୨ৎ──── ۶ৎ 𐙚

Sylus always carried himself with an air of authority. From the crisp way he dressed to the effortless confidence in his stride, everything about him demanded respect. He was meticulous, calculated— someone who rarely let his guard down.

That's why, when you saw him walk out the door for an important business meeting with a tiny pink bow tucked into his silver hair, you had to bite your lip to keep from laughing.

It had been a harmless prank. Something small and silly. He had been too preoccupied reviewing his notes, barely glancing in the mirror before leaving and you? Well, you had just wanted to see if you could get away with it.

The answer was yes-for a while because Sylus did not notice at least, not until it was far too late.

The stares had started the moment he entered the conference room. At first he ignored them,people often stared at him out of respect, fear, admiration. But there was something different this time.

Muffled snickers. Averted gazes. A few of his colleagues coughing to cover up what I knew were suppressed laughs.

he frowned.

Then, just as he reached for the first document,he caught a glimpse of his reflection in the sleek, black surface of the table.

And there it was a small, delicate pink bow perched on his head like some ridiculous accessory.

his eye twitched.

Oh.

Oh, you were going to pay for this.

By the time Sylus returned home that evening, he was still wearing the bow.

You were in the bedroom, humming softly to yourself as you made the bed, completely unaware of the storm brewing behind you.

When you heard the door open, you turned with a bright smile.

"Oh, you're back! What do you want to eat-“

Everything shifted in an instant.

Before you could finish your sentence, a powerful force pinned you down onto the bed, the mattress dipping beneath you as you let out a startled gasp.

Your breath hitched, eyes widening in shock.

Sylus loomed over you, his crimson eyes gleaming with something dark and entirely too amused.

You opened your mouth, only for him to lean in, his voice a low murmur as he cut you off.

"Darling" he purred, his tone laced with dangerous amusement "did you think I wouldn't notice?"

Your gaze flickered to his still perfectly styled silver hair-and, to your horror, the pink bow was still there.

Oh.

Oh, you were in trouble.

You swallowed hard. "S-Sylus, I-"

"You” he interrupted, dragging his fingers along your wrist "are so very mean to me."

He sighed dramatically, as if truly wounded.

"You made me a laughingstock today."

Your face burned under his intense stare. "It—it was just a joke! I didn't think you'd actually-"

His eyes narrowed slightly.

Your words died in your throat. Then, with a slow, deliberate movement,Sylus crawled onto the bed.His presence was overwhelming, his weight pressing into the mattress as he caged you beneath him.

"You didn't think, did you?" he murmured, tilting his head. "and now I have to punish you for it."

You barely had time to react before you felt it—the pull of his Evol.A sudden, invisible force spread your legs apart, parting them farther and farther until Sylus easily slid between them, his hands lazily resting on either side of you.

You gasped, your face burning.

"S-Sylus—!"He smirked.Then, ever so slowly, he leaned down, his lips brushing against your ear as he whispered,

"Let's see if you're still laughing now, little troublemaker."

[syluslnd]

Big fan here!! I'd love to read where MC is secretly writing a fic about Sylus. she accidentally left her screen open when she stepped out for a moment just to come back filled with horror seeing Sylus reading the screen. He proceeds to ask if the story was about him despite the male character being unnamed. He teases her about certain scenarios she was imagining.

Happy writing and cant wait ^^

ʚɞ⁺‧₊˚ ཐི⋆♱⋆ཋྀ ˚₊‧⁺ ʚɞ

You walked back into the room, carrying a cup of tea, only to freeze in the doorway.

Sylus was sitting at your desk, his intense crimson eyes scanning the screen of your laptop. His posture was relaxed but there was an undeniable air of authority and curiosity in the way he held himself.

Your heart skipped a beat as your gaze flickered to the open document on the screen.

Your fanfic.

The one you’d been writing about him.

You hadn’t saved it properly and now it was sitting there in all its unpolished glory, an embarrassing reminder of the fantasies and scenarios you’d been daydreaming about and now, sylus—was reading it.

Oh no.

You tried to compose yourself but the horror in your eyes was probably impossible to hide. Sylus smirked, sensing your presence before even hearing you approach. Without looking away from the screen, he teased “Interesting read, sweetie.”

Your heart raced as you quickly walked over, trying to act casual, though your cheeks were already burning. “w-what are you doing?”

Sylus finally looked up, his eyes gleaming with a teasing light and you saw that smirk spread across his lips, dangerously amused.

“I didn’t realize you had such… vivid imagination” he purred, leaning back in the chair and crossing his arms. “I would have never guessed you fantasized about me like this.”

Your eyes widened. You couldn’t look at him. You couldn’t even respond. The words you’d written about him, for him were too intimate. Too personal.

You cursed yourself.

“Don’t look so embarrassed sweetheart “ Sylus continued, his voice smooth and taunting. “I know exactly what you’re thinking. You didn’t even have to mention my name for me to know the story was about me. The details give it away, darling.”

Your gaze snapped up to meet his and he was still smirking, clearly enjoying the fact that he had caught you in this vulnerable moment.

You took a step toward him, feeling the heat of embarrassment creep up your neck. “I didn’t—”

He stood up slowly, his eyes never leaving yours, and the intensity of his gaze made your breath catch in your throat. “You didn’t think I’d notice? No, darling” he said, stepping closer, his presence overwhelming. “Its almost like you wanted me to read this and now, I think we need to have a little chat about the fantasies you’ve written about me.”

You took a small step back, your pulse pounding. “What—what do you mean?”

Sylus didn’t answer at first. He just closed the distance between you and you could feel the heat radiating off his body, the control he exuded in every step. You were completely aware of how much power he had in that moment.

“Let me remind you what you’ve written” he started, his voice low and steady, dripping with dominance. “Pinned down. Helpless. Trapped by my Evol, unable to move. Teased, edged with until you can’t even speak… sounds pretty familiar, doesn’t it?”

Your stomach dropped as he came closer, each word from his lips like a sensation moving through you. The way he said it was mockingly soft, as though he was enjoying the power he had over you at this very moment.

You tried to hold your ground but you couldn’t help the way your heart raced. His presence was suffocating, and there was nowhere to run. You were entirely at his mercy.

“You know, darling” Sylus continued, stepping closer still until he was right in front of you, his voice low and silky, “It’s interesting to think that you’ve imagined me using my Evol to pin you down like that. To tease you. To make you beg for more.”

His hand reached up, his fingers lightly brushing your cheek. The light touch sent a shiver through your body, and you could feel the heat in your face intensifying.

“Did you think I wouldn’t notice?” he asked again, his voice an almost dangerous whisper now. “Did you think I wouldn’t realize just how much you enjoy the idea of being controlled by me?”

Your breath caught in your throat as Sylus stepped even closer, leaning down slightly, his lips brushing just above your ear. “You wrote about me using my Evol, darling. You wrote about how I’d fuck you until you couldn’t even think straight,until you were nothing but my human toilet,well I’m not just going to stand here and talk about it.”

Your body froze, realizing what was about to happen.

With a soft click of his tongue, Sylus snapped his fingers and just like that, his Evol was in control your body shifted to the bed all four of your limbs spread across the bed frames ,your body was locked in place unable to move as if his very presence had anchored you to the floor.

“You wanted this, didn’t you?” His voice was playful, but there was something darker lurking beneath the surface. “You wrote all of this. Now, I think it’s time you experienced it for yourself.”

You couldn’t move, couldn’t speak and every part of you screamed at the sheer dominance in the air. Sylus wasn’t just reading your fanfic anymore he was turning it into reality.

and you have no choice but to take it.

“You think you can just write about it and escape the consequences?” Sylus chuckled darkly, as his Evol continued to keep you in place. “I do enjoy a good story but now it’s my turn to write the next chapter.”

Your eyes widened but Sylus only smirked, knowing exactly how to push your limits. “Let’s see how well you handle it.”

and just like that, you realized you were now his story to control.

[syluslnd]

I would kindly request a headcanon about MC and Sylus and his crew go to karaoke and they both fight who gets to sing the song/fight over the microphone:)

going to karaoke with sylus was a lot more intense than you had planned

You and Sylus had finally decided on a karaoke night together, something that was bound to get a bit competitive. The room was cozy, dimly lit with colorful lights flashing around and you were both buzzing with excitement as you flipped through the song catalog.

“I’m going first” you announced, reaching for the microphone with a grin.

Sylus raised an eyebrow, a playful smirk already forming. “Oh, really? You think you can steal the spotlight that easily?”

Before you could grab it, Sylus reached out and casually plucked the mic off the stand. You gasped in mock outrage, leaning over to try and pry it from his hand. But he was quick lifting it out of reach with that trademark teasing smile. “Nice try but this one’s mine” he said, winking.

“Oh, no way!” you said, laughing and gave him a playful shove before managing to snatch it from his hand. “Look who’s holding the mic now!”

But Sylus was quick to retaliate. With an exaggerated sigh, he picked you up effortlessly, leaving you dangling off his arm, clutching the microphone in triumph.

“Sylus!” you squeaked, laughing and squirming “Put me down!”

He chuckled, clearly enjoying himself. “Oh, now you want down? You know, you’re much easier to manage like this. Maybe I should carry you around all night.”

You couldn’t help but roll your eyes but the playful grin stayed firmly on your face. “and maybe you should let me sing first since I won fair and square” you teased, still holding onto the mic as he kept you lifted slightly off the ground.

Sylus finally set you down but he kept a hand on your shoulder, leaning in with a mischievous glint in his eye. “All right,fine” he said in a mock-surrendering tone. “But you better impress me sweetheart,I’m a tough critic, you know.”

With a playful shove, you turned to face the screen, heart racing with excitement and laughter as you prepared to belt out the first song and as the music started, you could feel Sylus grinning behind you, clearly amused as he watched you get into the performance.

By the time you were done, he clapped, smirking. “Not bad but I think I can do better.”

As he grabbed the mic for his turn, you both couldn’t help but keep laughing, knowing this karaoke night was just getting started.

[syluslnd]

heyyy I love your writing 🫶🏻

can I request Sylus with reader who completely stops using their brain around him?

(I hope it makes sense 😭)

when you become too comfortable around sylus

•You have a habit of clinging to Sylus’s arm whenever you’re out together, leaning into him without a care in the world. You rarely even look ahead, too busy talking or laughing with him to notice your surroundings. Sylus has gotten so used to this that he’ll gently steer you both out of harm’s way without a word, guiding you around obstacles or other people. Sometimes he’ll tease you about it, saying “Glad I can double as your personal GPS.”

• Every time you both approach a crosswalk, you get so distracted talking to him or looking around that you always forget to watch for cars without missing a beat, Sylus instinctively wraps an arm around your waist to pull you back, shaking his head with an amused smile. “You’d think by now you’d remember these things” he chuckles, ruffling your hair as he waits for the light to turn green before guiding you across safely.

• When you’re out to eat, you always end up deferring to Sylus, letting him order for both of you. He’s so familiar with your tastes that he’ll just smile and place your order without asking, knowing exactly what you’d like. When the waiter leaves, he smirks at you, saying, “What would you do if I wasn’t here to remember your favorites?”

• If you’re at the mall or a busy place, you tend to space out while window-shopping, paying more attention to the displays than where you’re walking. Sylus will always be a step ahead, keeping an eye on you so he can grab your hand and gently tug you back if you wander off. You’ll blush when you realize he’s been guiding you this whole time, and he’ll just laugh, saying, “Good thing I’m here to keep you out of trouble sweetheart”

• Sylus has learned that whenever you’re out together, you often forget the essentials—keys, phone, wallet. Before you both leave a place, he’ll casually ask if you’ve got everything, already knowing you’re going to pat your bag with a blank look. Sighing, he’ll hand over whatever you left behind, rolling his eyes playfully. “One of these days, I’m gonna make you start a checklist sweetie” he jokes, giving you a fond grin.

• Sylus always opens the car door for you but you’re so used to it that you’ll stand by the door, not even trying to open it yourself if he’s around. He finds it both hilarious and endearing, teasing you as he opens the door with a smirk, “You’d be absolutely helpless without me, wouldn’t you kitten?”

• When you two go somewhere new, you’re totally reliant on Sylus to figure out directions, even if you have the GPS. You’ll get lost in conversation, forgetting you’re even supposed to be navigating and he’ll just sigh, patting your head. “Good thing I know how to read a map” he says, guiding you both effortlessly.

• If you’re going somewhere that has a strict schedule, you never even bother looking at the clock. You know Sylus will handle it, so when he tells you it’s time to go, you don’t question it, just following along happily. He’ll smirk and say “I’m practically your personal alarm clock now, aren’t I?”

[syluslnd]

Hi! We would like to ask for a post about children with ms and silus. Imagine that MC and Sylus already have 3 sons and their little girl is born. And the sons and Sylus can't move away for a second. And Mc jokingly teases Sylus and her sons. But at the same time, she is very happy to cuddle her little daughter once again. You can also add twins, that with such a father and 3 older brothers, it is unlikely that she will find a husband, to which Silus and his sons say that she does not need any boyfriend and they themselves will be able to protect their baby. 🌸❤️

I apologize for my poor English. 🙂‍↕️

sylus & your sons being clingy

The house was never quiet these days—not with a newborn, three sons who seemed to have an endless supply of energy and a husband who was just as protective of you as the day you met. If anything, Sylus seemed to have doubled up on his overprotective streak since your daughter’s birth.

You finally slipped away to the nursery, hoping for a moment to yourself as you checked on your daughter, her tiny hand curled up against her cheek as she slept.

But as usual, you weren’t alone for long. Sylus appeared in the doorway with a smirk and seconds later your teenager and your preteen all filed in one after another, crowding around you.

“Don’t you guys ever give me a moment’s peace?” you teased, turning around to find them grinning back at you.

“Not a chance, sweetheart” Sylus said smoothly, wrapping an arm around your waist. “Besides, you don’t really want us to leave you alone, do you?”

Now the twins like and kieran exchanged their usual mischievous glances and your preteen and teen just shrugged with a smile. You rolled your eyes, amused and touched all at once by how clingy they all were.

Looking down at your daughter, you joked, “She’s in for it, you know? With all of you around, it’s going to be hell for her to get a boyfriend one day.”

Sylus’s hand around your waist tightened, his expression shifting instantly to mock-seriousness. “Boyfriend? She won’t ever have a boyfriend.” He looked over at your sons, eyebrows raised. “Right, boys?”

They’re always quick to play along they crossed their arms and nodded solemnly. “Right. Boyfriend? Not happening.”

Your teen not missing a beat, chimed in, “If a guy even tries, we’ll be there. First date? Chaperoned and by chaperoned, I mean interrogated.”

your preteen grinned, looking from Sylus to his brothers and back to you. “She’s covered, Mom. There’s no way anyone’s getting past us.”

You laughed, shaking your head at the overprotective chorus of agreement. “You guys are ridiculous.”

Sylus grinned, leaning down to press a kiss to your forehead. “Maybe so but we’ll keep her safe.”

Your teen and preteen glanced at each other with a smirk. “Hey, when do you think Dad’s going to put an ad out for applications for a ‘bodyguard squad’ for her first day of school?”

Kieran snorted. “Already ahead of him. I’m working on the interview questions right now. First question: ‘What’s your bench press?’ Second question: ‘How fast can you run away if you think you’re in trouble?’”

You laughed, playfully pushing Kieran back. “You two are going to scare her to death with your antics” you said, shaking your head.

Sylus squeezed you a little closer, a glint of amusement in his eyes as he looked down at you. “Oh, she’ll be fine. Just like her mom, she’ll handle all of us just fine.”

With a contented sigh, you turned back to your sleeping daughter, feeling the warmth of your family around you, their protectiveness just as strong as their love. It wasn’t peace and quiet but you wouldn’t trade it for anything.

[syluslnd]

HII I saw ur post w vanilla CNC and NNNGHHHHHHH I LOVE UR WRITING SO MUCHHHHH

but- what about non vanilla CNC?? Like chasing reader through the woods/house type shi

sylus chasing you through the woods

The cool evening air brushed against your skin as you bolted into the trees, your heart pounding as you put distance between yourself and the house. Sylus’s voice had echoed behind you just moments ago, low and warning, “Three seconds, sweetie. That’s all you get.” and you didn’t doubt for a second that he meant every word.

Adrenaline shot through you as you pushed forward, navigating the shadows of the woods in a rush. The canopy overhead let only slivers of moonlight filter through, enough to see but just barely and it added to the thrill of it all.

Your breath came quick, the sound of leaves crunching underfoot as you darted between trees, trying to listen for any sign that Sylus had started after you.

Then, in the silence, you heard it—a soft, deliberate footstep somewhere behind you and a shiver ran down your spine. You knew he was close, closer than you wanted and the thrill of it was electric.

“Where are you, kitten?” His voice cut through the night, smooth and mocking. “You know I’m going to find you.” His tone was teasing but dark, laced with a promise that made your pulse race.

You ducked behind a tree, trying to steady your breathing, every instinct in you aware of his presence moving closer. But then, just as you thought you might get a moment to catch your breath, you heard him again, even nearer this time. “Your three seconds are up, sweetheart.”

Before you could react, you felt a strong hand close around your wrist, spinning you to face him. His eyes gleamed with a triumphant, almost predatory light as he pulled you close, his grip firm yet unhurried, as if he’d known he’d catch you all along.

“Thought you could outrun me?” he murmured, his voice low as he leaned in, lips brushing your ear. “I don’t think so.” The amusement in his tone made your cheeks flush and despite the rush of being caught, you couldn’t help but feel a thrill at his words.

Sylus’s gaze swept over you, taking in your flushed face, the slight breathlessness from your dash through the woods. “Now” he murmured, a dark edge to his smile “I believe I warned you what would happen when I caught you.”

His fingers traced your cheek with a gentleness that only made the tension more intense. You swallowed, every inch of you aware of how close he was, the thrill of his presence and the promise in his gaze as he leaned in.

Sylus’s grip on your wrist tightened and before you could fully process what was happening, he was dragging you toward the house. The moment you crossed the threshold into the bedroom, the atmosphere shifted—thick with unspoken tension, the room feeling too small for the heavy anticipation that filled the space.

With every step he took, you could feel the weight of his presence behind you, like a force you couldn’t escape. The teasing from earlier had vanished, replaced by something far more intense, something darker that made your pulse quicken.

“You really thought you could outrun me, sweetie?” he murmured, voice low and commanding, as he guided you to the edge of the bed. His gaze locked onto yours, and there was an almost dangerous amusement in his eyes. “I warned you, didn’t I?”

He stepped closer and you felt the heat of his body against yours, the air between you crackling with an undeniable tension. Sylus was in control, his dominance palpable in the way he moved, in the way his gaze held you captive.

Without a word, he reached for the ropes that were neatly set aside. His fingers moved with ease, the slow, deliberate motions making your heart race. You watched him, breath catching, as he looped the rope around your wrists with practiced precision.

“Don’t fight it” he murmured, his voice a quiet command. “You’re exactly where you belong.”

Your breath caught in your throat, every part of you aware of the strength he held over you. There was no escaping now, no avoiding the situation. You could feel the slight tension in your body, a mix of nervousness and the strange thrill that came with being in his power.

The ropes tightened around your wrists and as he tied the final knot, Sylus’s lips curled into a slight smirk. He took a step back, admiring his work, his eyes dark and filled with intent. “I think you’ll find this to be a lot more interesting than running away, kitten.”

The room felt like it was closing in on you but his presence was undeniable, his control over you absolute. You were entirely at his mercy and the way his gaze lingered on you made your heart race in a way that both terrified and excited you.

“Let’s see if you can handle this” Sylus teased, voice low and filled with an almost predatory calm. His fingers traced the edge of your jaw as he leaned in closer, his breath brushing against your ear. “You’re mine forever now. No more running.”

[syluslnd]

Hi! I would like to ask you to write about Sylus, who, seeing the reader asleep, decided to eat her while she was sleeping. The reader wakes up from a dream and sees Sylus between her legs, who is eating her.

catching sylus eating you out while you were asleep

You slowly drifted awake, warmth radiating through you as the last remnants of your dream lingered. In that haze between sleep and waking, you became aware of a gentle, unfamiliar sensation-a soft warmth, sparking goosebumps along your skin.

Blinking your eyes open, you realized with a start that it wasn't just your dream.

Sylus was there, his gaze smoldering as he looked up at you, entirely unrepentant, his mouth curved into that all-too-familiar smirk.

He stayed close, a teasing glint in his eye as he lifted a hand to gently trace along your thigh, his touch featherlight but intentional, a playful edge in his every move.

"Good morning, sweetheart” he murmured, his voice rich with that low, satisfied tone.

"Couldn't help myself” he said, his fingers grazing your skin. "Didn't want to wake you but...you looked too inviting."

You blinked, your cheeks heating up as you registered his words, his hands and his expression. "Sylus.." you stammered, a mix of embarrassment and intrigue making it hard to form a full sentence. "I...you-"

His smirk only grew as he watched you, clearly enjoying your flustered reaction.

"You're adorable when you're all shy like that, you know?" he teased, moving a bit closer, his lips grazing your cheek. "But if you didn't want to catch me in the act, maybe you shouldn't look so irresistible in your sleep."

You laughed softly, half-embarrassed, half-amused, and tried to avert your gaze.

"You're impossible" you muttered but the warmth in your voice gave you away.

"Oh, I can be” he murmured back, his fingers brushing gently along your jaw as he held your gaze, his eyes gleaming with that same teasing mischief. "But you know you wouldn't have it any other way."

With that, he pressed a lingering kiss to your lips, leaving you both dazed and breathless, a look of pure satisfaction on his face as he pulled back. The intensity in his eyes sent your heart racing and you knew this was a morning you wouldn't soon forget.

[syluslnd]

Hi! I love your writing

Could i request Sylus finding out the reader is pregnant?

sylus finding out that you’re pregnant

You’d been keeping it to yourself for days, maybe longer than you should have. You wanted the timing to be perfect but every time you tried to bring it up, the words got caught in your throat. How would he react? He was always so guarded, so in control—it was hard to predict.

But today, as you sat at the kitchen table, trying to decide on the perfect way to tell him, Sylus’s voice cut through the silence.

“Care to explain this, sweetie?”

Your stomach twisted as you looked up and found him standing by the trash can, holding up the unmistakable pregnancy test with a raised eyebrow. His gaze was sharp but his expression…was softer than you expected. Almost vulnerable.

You shifted, biting your lip and managing a nervous smile. “Well…that’s exactly what it looks like.”

He took a slow breath, his fingers tightening around the test just slightly. “So, it’s true?” His voice was soft but with an undercurrent of tension. “You’re…you’re pregnant?”

You nodded, watching his face carefully, searching for his reaction. “I didn’t know how to tell you. I wanted it to be the right moment and I didn’t want to overwhelm you.”

He let out a quiet, breathless chuckle, shaking his head as he stepped closer. “Kitten, you seriously thought I wouldn’t want to know something like this?” His voice was low and he looked at you with an intensity that made your cheeks flush.

You shrugged, a little shy but holding his gaze. “You can be hard to read sometimes, Sylus. I didn’t know how you’d feel about…us having a kid. The world you’re in…everything…”

He nodded slowly, still processing, his gaze shifting to your stomach as if imagining what it would be like in the months to come. “Yeah, it scares me, not gonna lie.” His voice was rough, almost shaky, and it made your heart ache a little to see him so uncharacteristically unsure. “I’ve spent so much time focused on keeping myself safe, keeping you safe and now a kid? That’s…it’s a lot. But—”

He stopped, taking your hands in his, his grip a little tighter than usual. He let out a slow breath, a smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth. “But the thought of you being the mother of my child? That’s something I never thought I’d get, something I didn’t think I deserved.” His voice softened, his hand lifting to gently brush your cheek. “You’re gonna be the best damn mom.”

A laugh bubbled up from you, nervous and warm and you squeezed his hand, trying to ground both of you. “I’m glad you think so,cause I’m kind of nervous myself. But…if it’s with you, I know we’ll figure it out.”

His smirk widened, a touch of that familiar intensity back in his gaze. “Well, you better be ready, kitten. This kid’s gonna have a bit of a wild life with us as parents.” He paused, brushing his thumb over your knuckles as he looked at you with a rare, unguarded sincerity. “But we’ll make it work and I’ll be here every step of the way, protecting both of you, no matter what.”

You grinned, feeling your heart swell as you pulled him into a tight hug, feeling his arms wrap around you protectively. It was the start of something new, something neither of you were fully prepared for—but with Sylus by your side, you felt ready for anything.

[syluslnd]

Hi! I'm new here, and this is my very first request since I use tumblr. And I really love your works!

Recently I love to watch this kind of type children's toy asmr video https://www.instagram.com/reel/DBa613Vz5Uj/?igsh=MXc2Z3hpd3g4cHl1ag==

Can you please make how would Sylus react to us when we are watching those videos?

I would like to say thank you in advance! 💓

sylus reaction when you watch asmr videos

You were tucked under the covers, your phone dimmed to avoid waking Sylus as you settled in, headphones in, and started up one of your favorite ASMR videos—an oddly calming one of children’s toys being unwrapped, tapped, and whispered over.

You loved the gentle sounds, the soothing voice in the background and the pure, innocent nature of the whole thing. You didn’t think twice about it, assuming Sylus was already asleep.

But after a few minutes, you felt the bed shift, and suddenly his arm slid around your waist, pulling you close. You froze, feeling his breath against your ear as his hand gently removed one of your earbuds.

“What’s got you so captivated over here, hmm?” he whispered, voice low and teasing, clearly very much awake. His arm tightened around you as he leaned closer, his breath warm against your neck. “Didn’t know my sweet kitten had such a…unique way of winding down.”

Your cheeks warmed instantly, and you squirmed, clutching the phone closer to your chest. “It’s nothing!” you said quickly, trying to stifle the embarrassed laugh building in your throat. “Just…helps me relax, okay?”

“Oh, is that right?” His smirk was audible in his tone, and he didn’t ease up, if anything, pulling you even closer against him as he lifted your phone out of your hands with an easy flick of his wrist.

He glanced at the screen and his eyebrows shot up, that teasing grin widening. “Toy unboxing, huh?” he murmured, clicking his tongue. “So my cute strong hunter partner secretly falls asleep to children’s toys being..tapped.”

You buried your face in your hands, unable to help the giggle that escaped. “It’s not what it looks like! I just…like the sounds, okay? It’s calming!”

He chuckled, clearly delighted by this revelation, his hand sliding up your arm, trailing his fingers gently until he tilted your chin up to meet his gaze. “It’s adorable, you know that?” he murmured, a playful gleam in his eyes. “My fierce, stubborn little kitten finding peace in something so innocent.”

“Stop it!!” you whined, the laughter finally spilling over. “It’s not that weird!”

“Oh, it’s not weird” he assured, brushing a stray strand of hair from your face with surprising tenderness. “It’s just…unexpected.” He leaned in, his voice dropping to a whisper. “But I kinda like it.”

You could feel your face growing hotter, but the warmth in his gaze and the teasing lilt in his voice made it impossible to feel anything but playful joy in his company.

“Fine” you admitted, letting out a small sigh. “Yes, it’s my guilty pleasure. But don’t you dare tell anyone!”

Sylus laughed, his arm wrapping around you securely as he pulled you against his chest, pressing a kiss to your forehead. “Your secret’s safe with me, kitten. But don’t be surprised if I ask you to watch it with me sometime.”

[syluslnd]

Can you please do a scenario where Sylus and MC/reader are about to be intimate for the first time, but MC/reader starts over thinking and begins to panic, and Sylus comforts her?

sylus comforting you during a panic attack

you are wrapped in the warmth of Sylus’s embrace as you lay beside him in bed,his touch was soft, fingers trailing lightly over your skin, his gaze heavy and filled with a mixture of affection and hunger that sent your pulse racing. This was it—the moment you’d thought about a hundred times in stolen glances and shared touches. But now, with Sylus so close, his eyes dark and locked onto yours, the reality of it was almost overwhelming.

You tried to steady your breathing but a wave of nerves washed over you, leaving you tense and unsure. You could feel your heartbeat pounding in your chest as your gaze drifted to his face, the intensity of his expression too much to hold. It wasn’t that you didn’t want this; you’d never wanted anything more. But there was an anxiety gnawing at you, a sudden sense of vulnerability that left you frozen, hesitant.

Sylus, perceptive as ever, noticed immediately. His hand stilled, his gaze softening as he searched your face. “Hey, kitten” he murmured, his voice low and gentle. “What’s going on up there?” He brushed a loose strand of hair from your face, his touch warm and reassuring. “You’re all tense.”

You took a shaky breath, trying to steady yourself. “I… I don’t know” you whispered, feeling embarrassed at the admission. “I guess… I’m just… nervous.” You avoided his gaze, your cheeks flushed as you tried to find the right words. “I thought I was ready but now that we’re here…”

He nodded, a small smile softening his expression. “I get it” he said, his tone understanding, not a trace of impatience in his voice. “It’s a lot, isn’t it? Being here like this with me.” His hand moved to yours, fingers entwining with yours in a slow, comforting grip.

You nodded, swallowing the lump in your throat. “I just… I don’t want to mess this up” you admitted, your voice barely a whisper. “Or disappoint you.”

Sylus’s smile deepened and he lifted your hand to his lips, pressing a soft kiss to your knuckles. “Sweetie, you could never disappoint me.” He paused, his gaze intense but warm as he held yours. “and there’s no pressure here. This is us—just you and me. No expectations.”

You felt your nerves start to ease, his words grounding you as he continued. “We can take our time. There’s no rush” he whispered, his thumb brushing over your hand in soft, soothing strokes. “If you want to slow down, we’ll slow down. If you need a break, we stop. Whatever you’re comfortable with.”

You looked at him, your heart swelling at the sincerity in his eyes. “Really?”

“Really.” He moved a little closer, his hand coming to rest on your cheek as he leaned in, his lips brushing yours in a feather-light kiss that sent a shiver through you. “I just want you to feel safe with me. Nothing else matters.”

His words wrapped around you like a cocoon, his calm voice and gentle touch easing the tension in your body. He kept his eyes on you, waiting, giving you space, his gaze filled with patience and understanding. Slowly, you found yourself relaxing, the warmth of his touch chasing away the fear.

“Thank you” you whispered, finally meeting his gaze again, a soft smile tugging at your lips. “I… I feel safe with you. I think I always have.”

His smile turned tender and he kissed you again, soft and unhurried, his hands warm and steady on you. This time, you felt yourself melting into him, letting go of the fear, knowing he’d be there with you, every step of the way.