#Syvaris x Dwylla

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one think i know dwylla would do for fun that isnt available in game, is right before the githyanki creche. she would zipline across where that carriage cart thing is, just ZOOM. does it do anything? no but its fun

OMG. THAT'S SO FUN

There's two wires.

Syvaris: Oh, did you want to race to the bottom, little dragon?

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Syvaris, up at 3 am. Wondering what Dwylla is thinking about.

Dwylla, snoring next to him.

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🔞NSFW alphabet🔞 ~ Syvaris

There's going to be lots of mention of his partner Dwylla who belongs to @faerunsbest

A- aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

Syvaris is pudding afterwards. He puts in the work. So he likes to take a moment to bask in it and get some good cuddles in, but he knows they eventually need to clean up. He gets Dwylla whatever she needs: water, a snackie, a relaxing bathy where they can soak together and massage each other's big strong muscles. Then it's back to cuddle mode.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

Syvaris has alot of body to choose from. If he had to choose it'd probably be his hands. They're so versatile.

On Dwylla it's hard to pick one part of a perfect body. Maybe something from her beautiful face. Like watching her eyes change expressions or her soft sweet mouth.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

He likes to make her come a lot and he makes a darn good creampie. Syvaris wouldn't normally blow his load on her, but if she asked, who is he to deny her?

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs) 

Thank goodness for the ability to steel his mind as a monk or he would have cum far too quickly for his liking their first time.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

Former fuck boy. Much like Halsin, Syvaris has had enough partners and experience to know exactly what he's doing. Syvaris knows how to hit or lick every spot to get her arching, shaking, and spasming around him. Dwylla's getting dicked down good y'all.

F = Favorite position 

Alright so, it might seem like Syvaris likes a good ol'missionary position with lots of eye contact and easy access to Dwylla's face and mouth, for kissing and check ins-- because he does..no doubt. It affords him all that and allows him to use his body to cage Dwylla in so that she feels safe, but he also really likes when she rides him bc that means she's comfortable enough with him and their surroundings to give herself that moment. She also looks really hot bouncing on his cock.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

Syvaris is a huge goof ball. There are moments that call for seriousness and reverence sure, but he and Dwylla have a lot of silly, giggley sex too. Especially if something funny happens in the moment. They're going to laugh and not let it kill the mood.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

I don't think tieflings have a lot of body hair, but Syvaris has immaculate hygiene. He's got nice long silvery hair in that cunty little man bun that's great for pulling.

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

He's very attentive and in the moment. Syvaris is a big romantic softie and utterly obsessed with Dwylla. Lots of kisses and eye contact. Whispering praises. Checking to make sure she feels good.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

Syvaris doesn't do a lot of that now that he and Dwylla are having frequent sex. But he probably needed to handle himself once or twice before they started sleeping together. But now they do it together.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Praise or Cockwarming

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

Probably their house. But really anywhere. ANY. WHERE. No place is sacred.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

He's a horny (former) fuck boy. It doesn't take much to get him going. Dwylla's really hot though and they were basically verbally edging each other with teasing for days before they finally got it in. Dwylla will probably eventually have him trained down to a phrase or a look. She's free to have him whenever she pleases and he's happy to serve.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Syvaris would never do anything that inflicts pain, degradation, or makes him look intimidating. Nothing that resembles or could be interpreted as violence or abuse. He's a big soft boy. It's why he always refused to be a soldier. These are hard lines especially when it comes to being physical with Dwylla. She's suffered enough violence and physical pain. She will never know anything but softness and pleasure by his hand. Dwylla deserves to be worshipped and Syvaris is on his knees.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

Let me tell you. Syvaris dives in FACE FIRST. The man eats and breathes, lives and dies between the thighs, okay? If not meant to eat pussy, why blessed with a FORKED TONGUE? He's all up in there. Syvaris can be a messy eater, but he likes to lick his messes clean. He always starts off by making Dwylla cum on his tongue at least once. He really enjoys when she grabs his horns to pull him into her to grind on or if she has to use them for support while she rides his face. Syvaris doesn't leave that holy place until her thighs snap shut or she pushes him off. And if he dies, his last meal was worth it.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

It depends on the mood. He likes taking his time. Syvaris' main goal is Dwylla's pleasure and comfort, so he likes to spend lots of time enjoying the moment. He also knows he's a lot to take and doesn't want to hurt her so Syvaris doesn't tend to go in for the pile drive unless Dwylla tells him to fuck her senseless.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.) 

While his preferences are the long nights tangled in their bed, Syvaris is no stranger to quickies. It's not uncommon at all for him and Dwylla to steal away for a quickie whenever the mood strikes them. Dwylla's been bent over and pressed up against so many things in so many places. They're probably doing it somewhere right now. No where is sacred. No. Where.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment?)

As long as no one is at risk of getting hurt, or it doesn't cross a boundary, Syvaris is game to try anything.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

Energizer Bunny. Syvaris is a monk. His physical stamina, off the charts. But his monk training also affords him methods to center and ground his mind. He could last all night, but that's no fun. He's got to get several rounds in at least.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

Syvaris is indifferent to the idea of toys. Whether they are owned or used is completely up to Dwylla. He considers himself her toy in a way, considering what he's packing and his tail doesn't feel like he needs anything else.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

He likes to tease. Alot of verbal teasing went on between Syvaris and Dwylla before they got physical. They both do their fair share of teasing in public. Depending on what sort of mood Syvaris is in that will continue to the deed where he can draw things out.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.) 

Syvaris isn't very loud. He makes breathy moans, groans, and panting noises. And he likes to whisper husky praises in Dwylla's ear.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

Syvaris is basically free use for Dwylla and she has them spending a lot of their 'down time' cockwarming.

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes) 

The big dick energy™ just doesn't come from his personality. He's literally on the verge of monster cock between his natural size, the tiefling ribbed for her pleasure/ridges, and knot. He's a lot to take in, but Dwylla takes him so well ~~

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

Very high. They can't keep it in their pants. It's how they show affection and express their feelings. And that's not including the tiefling heat/rut cycles.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

Not too quickly. He has a lot of stamina and likes to cuddle. Whenever they're finally done and ready for bed, he pulls Dwylla close so they can talk and Syvaris either rubs her back or caresses her face until they fall asleep.

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The best Ship

Syvaris is mine and Dwylla from @faerunsbest

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Syvaris to dwylla

Omg guys its 'cockwarming while watching horror movies so you can feel every little jump and tense when i get scared' season who wanna volunteer

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Syvaris charts

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I'm proud of us

I'm proud of us too!

Dwylla having him by the horns is always the goal. Hopefully between her thighs. That's just his nightly dessert to him.

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I'm in the club now!?!!

@faerunsbest @barbwillbrb

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OH NO! What's wrong, love? Tell me your troubles.

oh no the angst hound is at it again slvaris belongs to @tealfling

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Every time I scroll past your Dwylla x Syvaris WIP and I see the "Dwylla and her prize.."

I just want you to know I now picture Syvaris walking around in nothing but his big beefy ass squeezed into little shorts/underwear that say "her prize" on the ass.

Just thought you should picture it too

i do i may need to add this to my wip list

but you see

i was thinking about a petname she would have for him but she doesnt do all that the right way so shes gonna call him 'mine'. thats it.

"mine"

walk into camp look around "where is mine?"

finally gonna hold his hand "this is mine"

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I did. He's 100% wagyu fan mutual service now.

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made a beefcake for me >;3

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When bae sneaks.in for a cuddle

wip of dwylla and her prize

Syvaris belongs to:

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My wife! You better kill him off before Dwylla. Syvaris would die of a broken heart if she went first. She deserves to live longer. He'll just be sad his lost caused her pain, but that his love will get her through it.

I'm going to cry.

He loved her so much.

They were "the little couple from Up" of their village.

im drunk and thinking cute oc thoughts

on the subject of Dwylla and Sylveris i think she'll outlive him by a few months

only by reason of he takes extremely good care of her throughout their whole marriage. when he'd gone and the kids they helped raise come to ask her about life she going to have so many stories about him.

but they'll also ask about her, about her life and maybe maybe thats the chance she has to explain she was sold to the ring, she lived her life in terror. in constant survival mode and if you ask her, she would say in all sincerity it was worth it.

she would go back and do it all over again if it meant she got to have Sylveris again. give this old woman the chance to be young again and shes going to laugh, shes going to laugh and tell whichever god made the offer that shes got someone waiting for her.

Dwylla will live only long enough after him to see to his plot, to his care and to make sure enough people know the important things about him. like no matter what he did all the cookie trays he made turned into one giant sheet pan cookie. the fact that he would snort if you made him laugh hard enough. the fact that he would kiss her knuckles when she split them she might even forget to mention the nautiloid. that strength that power and prowess isn't what mattered to her.

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They are perfect. I swear. I'm obsessed. They make give me the warm and fuzzies!

Looking back

Heat using @tealfling ‘s tav Syveris and dwylla!

Three years is how long it had been since everything was said and done. Since then it felt like everything and nothing had happened, Syveris stood awake at three am sipping a glass of water and leaning against a window frame. Looking outside into the calm night he couldn’t help but recall so much. 

Looking backward felt so strange, so different from now. The now where he lived in a one bedroom cottage, made of stone and wood he and his wife had put together themselves. None too far from his family, just over the hill.

Syveris smiled to himself as he thought about the way they’d met, her presence overtaking the field and calling an armies worth of attention to herself. Manic wild laughter filling air while her teammates flanked the goblins and the way she seemed to easily cut through. He loved the way she looked at him when they met in the middle, that lopsided toothy smile.

joining up seemed easy enough falling into step with the others and watching, seeing the way so much of her nature was unsaid. When she stood beside Lae’zel or Astarion it was clear she cared when her tail arched in the air behind them like a guard. Syveris remembered the way she grinned at him during the long walks taunting and teasing him.

one day stretched into weeks and when had it happened? The way she sat beside him, him taking a bite off a drumstick and passing it to her. Sunlight tilted and shadows stretched out along the dirt while they ate and chatted together. His eye caught the shape of their shadows and realized her tail was up behind him, guarding his back.

tall as he is Syveris, found himself unable to look down at her. Everything it seemed was about protecting herself, sleeping with her back to walls, refusing to sleep near the others or him, even after sex. Which seemed to happen with ease, a chemistry that lit him up in a way he almost couldn’t recognize. A slight pang when she left back to sleep alone.

somewhere in the deep long shadows cast by moonrise towers he felt something change. Trapped in the rain under a ledge, just the two of them chatting and something was different. Dwylla laughed as she told him about pigeons that used to sit by her cell window and how much she loved them. Silly birds that refused to listen or be kept away.

when he spoke about home and his parents he watched her eyes light up at the thought of soft simple things. Syveris wondered in the back of his mind if she wanted that too. The thought followed him back to camp when she waved goodnight and he was left in his tent along with his racing thoughts staring up oiled canvas. The space beside him suddenly felt so cold, vast and empty. Idly he touched at the bit of bedroll she had laid in before, missing the feeling of her beside him. Did she miss him too?

he laughed when he most certainly shouldn’t have. Shadow heart probably didn't deserve to be hit so hard, but Dwylla did it. She had marched over not a speck of amusement anywhere on her face when she saw shadow hearts hand on his arm, pulled her fist back and knocked the half elf flat on her back. 

“HE IS NOT YOURS TO LAY YOUR SODDING HANDS ON!”

He recalled the strange levity he felt when he realized what she had done, only to take her by the hand and drag her away. Somewhere just the two of them. Looking at Dwylla now Syveris couldn’t help but realize she was in fact very small. Looking up at him sheepishly, her tail wrapped around her own ankle, was she nervous?

“I’d like to ask what that was about”

”I’m sorry…”

“It’s okay, but i feel like you want to say something to me.”

Syveris felt his heart flutter at the image of her worrying her lip and looking away from him, wringing her hands. Dwylla opened her mouth to speak only for quiet, as if she’s misplaced her voice. patiently Syveris sat before on a boulder just waiting, letting her gather her nerves.

“I am… I am foolish. You are not mine to claim but i do wish you could be mine and i could be yours. I don’t want anyone else.’

she paused in thought, her tail moving to coil around his ankle as she did.

“I fought to be my own for so long and now i just want to be yours…”

if birds learning to fly didnt understand the joy that near overwhelmed him as he put his arms around her, pulling her close and laying his forehead against hers. Horns lightly bumping as he smiled so much it almost hurt.

“Then i am yours, and yours alone.”

months through of her sleeping beside him, comforting her when nightmares snatched her sleep from her. A frequent pain she tried to minimize, but it was hers and so it was his. One year after the battle with the absolute and nightmares persisted, and every time she twitched awake at night she would apologize for waking him. Two years and they’d decided they where done wandering about the lands.

she wanted roots. So he took her to his, his home on rolling green grass and tall trees swaying in the wind. A house his father  had built for his mother, horses trotting about in the distance and mostly the way his family cheered to welcome her. One month isharing a home with his family and found himself smiling while he watched Dwylla tail sway in the kitchen, his mother teaching her family recipes. How to cook and take care of Syveris.

another month and they found a plot of land beside his families for sale, an immediate purchase as she wanted to be near his family. To be part of it. Building the house had led them into town to buy supplies, Where he found her looking at a small wedding at the chapel.

“What are they doing?”

It was right here that he realized how easy it was to forget how much of life she missed out on and simply wasn’t aware of. Syveris felt a smile bloom as he looked at her, reminding her that weddings mark the beginning of marriage.

“Can we do that?”

“You want us to get married?”

“Yes!”

And by the time the house was all built and ready to be lived in, Syveris carried his wife over the threshold into their future. 

Into the now, the now where her nightmares had become few and far between and his body was still used to waking up every night for her. He stood looking out the window sipping his water while dwylla slept curled up in all the blankets. His mouth twitched into another soft smile at the sound of the blankets rustling. 

He turned to look, seeing her pawing around the bed for him, blearily peeking out for him. The sheet stuck on her horn as she squinted out over the blanket hem to stare at him 

“???”

Syveris quietly strolled over sitting on the edge of the bed to offer her his water glass. Dwylla reached out with one small hand, shivering at the feeling of cold glass before taking a drink and handing it back. He set it down on the nightstand before moving to get back under the blankets with his wife. Laying there feeling her tail curl around her leg and her arms around his middle, he found that no matter what it may have costed to find her he didnt quite mind. 

What a funny thing to lay here in bed knowing without a doubt that he was loved so entirely by someone who didn’t know they could love anyone at all.

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OMG I love that guy.

This blog is going to turn into a half Syvaris trying to rizz up Dwylla & half simp for her.

Sorry y'all.

I think Syvaris would be impressed by Dwylla's battle prowess as well as her strength. And I think he'd come to be really endeared to her fierce personality.

Would she be ok with the pet name: little dragon?

aww

you know that tik tok sound effect with the laughing and rawr, thats her if he calls her that

this one

https://www.tiktok.com/@catterypark/video/6875760307373886725?lang=en

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You know that water squirty fist trick in pools? Syvaris has deadly aim with that. I also think he'd like to hide in the water before she gets in to try to surprise her.

Also when he lets down his cunty lil man bun he likes to half sink down his face like some sort of swamp monster.

I bet he also blows a mean raspberry with those huge lungs on wet skin.

I'm thinking about little things dwylla would do and imagine she didn't previously have access to full baths and tubs. So she washed with like Bird bath set up or fast showers. But I think she would melt in a hot bath so please picture her running back to camp happy as hell and dragging her boy out cause she found a hot spring. Everyone should have a hot spring moment lol

Syvaris sitting Dwylla on his lap. Cradling her in his tail. Massaging her sore shoulders and scalp.