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curiousnightly · 24 hours ago

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sylus smut sneak peek

a/n: i couldn't help myself from writing something based off this thought i posted about recently and figured i'd give y'all a teeny tiny glance at what i've wrote so far. let me know what you guys think and if i should finish the entire piece.

also, bonus points if you can guess the scenario that i am shamelessly a sucker for ( •̀ω •́ )

MDNI - 18+ NSFW

warnings: mature content, horny sylus

not proofread; ~500-600 words

“Sylus, I’m not going anywhere until you tell me why. And from the looks of it, you seem to be reacting to that powder,” I trail off as I approach him.

I take only one step forward when Sylus quickly stands from his seat. He takes a moment to look at me with a pained expression before throwing his glasses down onto the table and turning his back from me.

“Don’t-don’t get any closer,” he groans as he places a hand on the table next to him to steady himself.

Seeing him lose balance, I ignore his request by rushing to wrap my arms around his waist to steady him. Though, as soon as I touch him, a deep, husky moan comes from his chest. My body tenses, not sure how to react to his own reaction.

“Sylus,” I whisper softly behind him, trying to assess whether that reaction of his was my own desire for him playing tricks with me or if he genuinely reacted to my touch in that way. But prior to coming to that conclusion on my own, he manages to provide that answer for me as he suddenly shifts in my arms. His large hands quickly find my waist and in rapid movements, I am shoved into the seat he once occupied and caged in as both of his large arms take hold of the armrests on either side of me. I take a second to adjust before looking up at him and seeing pure lust in his hungry gaze. I swallow hard as the sight in front of me directly sends heat to my lower core.

I call out to him once more, both timid and aroused. Hearing his name, Sylus pinches his eyes shut and takes a deep inhale as if it's agonizing for him to hear me say his name. However, I quickly realize his labored breathing is the result of his horns reappearing on his head. My mouth falls open at the sight of them. Something is clearly not right.

“Sweetie,” his voice registers extremely low and hoarse, “if you say my name like that, I won’t be able to hold myself back.” He slowly opens his eyes and this time I notice that his pupils are completely blown. My legs instinctively close tighter, which only brings his attention from my face down to the exposed skin below the hem of my skirt. Sylus curses to himself.

Ignoring my own sexual frustrations from seeing his reactions, I try to return to the topic at hand.

“Sylus, what is going on,” I coaxed, placing one of my hands on top of his. His skin is hot, I immediately take notice. His breath hitches upon the skin to skin contact. He closes his eyes again as if trying to compose himself.

“I-I can’t,” he struggles, his eyes returning to me with an expression of both pain and guilt, “Sweetie, I need you to do me a favor.” His plea comes out with a shaky breath. I quickly nod in response. He drops his attention from my face to look down at himself. Not hearing him saying anything, I slowly look down to where his focus has shifted to until my eyes land directly on it: his hard cock straining against the fabric of his pants.

My face shoots back up to look at him, expressing both pity and slight amusement.

“Sylus…are you horny right now?” I can’t help the small laugh that follows my question. He frowns.

“Kitten, I am not in the mood for your games right now,” he chided, voice strained with frustration. “I need an answer before I do something I regret,” his tone coming out more serious as he practically speaks through his teeth. His control is slipping.

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bunbun-mochi · 1 day ago

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Queen of Onychinus IV

Sylus x MC (Fluff)

Warning: swearing, suggestive

Word Count: 3414, no proofreading

Preview: The amount of power Sylus holds, of course there will be people flocking toward him, wanting his attention. And some people wanted to be like him.

Note: Yes, I'm running out of titles and ideas.

Tagging: @madam8

I sat with Sylus in the back of a limousine while Luke drove. Sylus had his hand on my thigh, gently caressing up and down. He brought his hand from my knee and went awfully close toward my heat before going back to my knee again. I leaned on his shoulder, trying to catch a quick nap while hearing Luke and Kieran bickering in the front seats.

Sylus is going to negotiate with an influential family that is part of Onychinus. Recently, Sylus had been dissatisfied with them. First, they hadn't been presenting the protocores that he had been requesting, which led him to suspect that they had been selling his protocols and giving him knockoffs. Second, they had been selling some information about Onychinus to enemy families. Tonight, however, there is a banquet. A banquet for the rich and powerful is hosted by this traitorous family, trying to sell the protocores to them. And tonight, we are paying them a small visit. I tagged along because I couldn't miss the show.

The limousine slowly rolled to a stop. Sylus got out of the car first before giving me his hand. I took his hand and got out of the car. I wrapped my arm around his arm as he guided me to the banquet with Luke and Kieran following us behind.

The banquet had already started when we arrived. People were chatting and when the door opened, they looked with anticipation. Who could've arrived this late?

When Sylus showed himself, many people gasped and talked amongst themselves. I could see women batting their eyes, trying to get his attention.

"Hello, Mr. Sylus," a beautiful woman curtseyed. The way she dressed is certainly dress to please. Her dress is long and tight, outlining her curves. "I had heard a lot about you."

Sylus didn't even glace at her. He turned toward me and smiled, "I will go in first. Behave yourself here."

I pursed my lips, "I always behave myself."

Sylus softly chuckled, "Sure, sweetie. Whatever you say."

As soon as I let go Sylus' arm, that woman decided to throw herself at him. "Mr. Sylus," She tried to wrap her arms around his, but he quickly dodged. She scowled slightly before smiling again, "I'm free after this banquet, would you like to spend the night with me?"

When Sylus gave her the cold shoulder once again by walking toward the upstairs. The woman whipped her head around, glaring at me. I picked up a glass of champagne and smiled at her as if taunting her. She straightened her back, took a deep breath, and smiled back. She picked up a glass of red wine and walked toward me.

Ah, the classic humiliation. The "Pretend-to-trip-to-spill wine".

As she gets close enough, and of course, pretended to trip. I immediately caught her and the glass with just one arm, "Careful, miss. It would be a shame to ruin this pretty face of yours for simply tripping on your feet."

Her face immediately reddened as I heard snickers around me, mocking her. She quickly straightened up and tried to splash the wine on me and I quickly dodged, and she ended up splashing someone else behind me. I covered my mouth, "Oh, dear." And walked away while I heard her frantically apologizing to the person she splashed the champagne with.

I walked around the banquet, looking at the protocores. And sure enough, they are showing the real protocores that Sylus had requested. Around me, I can hear their whispers; they sure know how to not keep quiet.

"Is that her?"

"Sylus' wife, isn't she?"

"Isn't she just Sylus' plaything?"

"She sure act so arrogant after marrying to that demon."

The more I heard, the more my smile faded. N109 is rough, their mouth sure are poisonous. They can say all they want about me. However, the moment they talk shit about my husband... Should I ask Sylus to give each of them a lesson?

No.

I should give them a lesson.

I walked over to the group of girls gossiping about me. I flashed them an innocent smile. "May I join in the conversation?"

A woman wearing a green dress, faked smiled, "Sure, but we are talking about our families." Lies.

I smiled at her, "Of course."

Another woman covered her face with a fan and cleared her throat, "We are talking about the children we had and the amazing relationship we have with our husband."

I pretended to gasp, "Oh, is that so."

The woman looked at me with disinterest but still said to go ahead.

"If we are talking about families, I sure do know yours. Just like how your husband always goes to a certain club to check out the other ladies, if you know what I mean." I smiled as the woman looked at me, jaw dropped. "Better count your days, dear. I might decide to drop in sometime to show appreciation for what you said about my husband and I.

I was going to continue but I have a greater task at hand. I waved my hand, signaling Luke and Kieran to take all the protocores in this banquet today. Since Sylus paid them all, technically, it belonged to us.

As Luke and Kieran were getting the protocores, I walked up the stairs to join Sylus. I opened the door and saw Sylus sat with his back from me, holding a protocore, scowling at the man opposite of him. I walked in leisurely as if I owned this place.

The man, Evans, is the name that Sylus is currently talking to. He flashed me a dissatisfied look as if I ruined his deal. I ignored him and walked over to Sylus. His eyes immediately tore away from Evans as soon as I came into view. His eyes softened as I sat next to him and leaned closer toward him until his arm touched my chest. I crossed my leg, flinging my top leg over his and his hand immediately started gently caressing my thigh. I wrapped my arms around his arm, feeling his muscles. Sylus flashed me a playful glare as if to tell me to behave. I smiled at him innocently.

"Mr. Sylus?" Evans asked nervously as if he was scared to interrupt our time together. "What do you think?"

Sylus narrowed his eyes, "You hoped to continue your alliance with Onychinus yet you give me protocores that are below mediocre." He tosses the protocore aside. "This got to be the most offensive deal I ever got."

Evans gulps nervously, "How about this Mr. Sylus?" He gestured to his servant. "I have a better deal."

Sylus kept silent as if telling Evans to continue.

"As an Onychinus leader, I'm sure you needed an heir."

I glared at Evans while he glanced at me as if watching my reaction. Sylus scowled, "My personal life is none of your concern. I suggest you shut your mouth."

Evans smiled, "I'm sure you'll change your mind."

Sylus glared at Evans, deepened his scowl, "I'm sure I won't."

The door opened and a woman with a very revealing dress walked into the room. Her dress is so short, with a slight bend anyone can see her inner thighs. Her neckline is so short her cleavage is showing and her breasts look like it could spill out. Not only that, I can smell the perfume she is wearing. I can recognize that smell instantly. I had worn that a few times too for Sylus. Pheromone perfume.

Sylus didn't even give a single glance at the door, continuing to glare at the man. "I take back what I said. This," He gestured to the woman. "Is the most offensive offer I ever got." I slid my leg off his and let go of his arm. Sylus got up and walked closer to Evans. Evans quickly got up from his seat, trying to back away from Sylus. The height difference is making Sylus look down on Evans. He glowered down at Evans, "First, you offended me with these poor protocores while selling my protocores to others. I was going to give you another chance. Then you decided to offend my wife." His eyes glowered, holding back his thirst to kill.

Evans at this point is trembling, sweat rolling down from his temple to his chin. "M-m-mr. S-s-sylus, t-that w-asn't m-my i-inte-ention..."

Sylus cocked his head, "Then tell me, Mr. Evans. What is your intention?"

"W-well, I thought that since you and your wife had been married but no um... well no announcement was made so..."

"What makes you think I would ever announce this? Did you lose your brain elsewhere?"

"No, no, no, sir!"

"Or are you suggesting that my wife is unable to carry a child? So you suggest your own daughter?" Sylus grabbed Evans by the collar and brought him up, eye to eye. "Do you think your daughter is an item where you can just sell her however you want?" He tossed Evans across the room. "You don't deserve to be called a father."

As Sylus walked toward me, I uncrossed my legs and leisurely stood up. He wrapped his arms around me and immediately walked out the door without a second glance. He is furious.

Although angry, Sylus still gently led me down the stairs. Women around were giving him heart eyes. Everyone wants a piece of Sylus. Those people want his power and wealth. Little did they know, I'm an extremely greedy woman. I want him all to myself. They are not getting him. Not a single piece.

On our way back into the limousine, Sylus made a few phone calls. I already knew what was going to happen. Onychinus will confiscate everything Evans owned, paying back all the money that he scammed Sylus of. That included all the protocore he had. As soon as he hung up the calls, several black cars screeched to a stop. Several members of Onychinus had flooded the mansion.

Sylus and I hopped into the back of the limousine. Luke and Kieran hopped into the front seats and started driving. I glanced at Sylus before looking at the minibar in front of me. Does Sylus want children? If I really am not able to conceive a child, would he find someone else to conceive with?

Sylus' large hands covered my own, so gentle and warm. "I know what you're thinking. Don't."

I looked up at Sylus, "But-"

Sylus leaned in and kissed me. "Don't overthink."

I frowned, "Do you want children?"

Sylus smiled, "Only if you want to."

"But I'm asking you."

"And my answer is based on yours. If you don't want one, then I don't want one either."

"What if I can't have one?"

"Onychinus doesn't need an heir. The dominant one leads and the weaker ones submit. I much rather my children not deal with this. Besides, once I finish my end, I would want to settle down and just spend the rest of my life with you."

"And if I do want children?"

"Then I shall do my best to fulfill my wife's wish and build myself stronger to protect you and them."

I smiled, "Thank you."

"Anytime, love."

I quietly slipped out of bed as Sylus quietly snoozed beside me. The sunlight is peaking from the edge of the curtains. I took a quick shower and got dressed, covering as many red spots and bite marks that were littered on my body from the activities that Sylus and I had done last night.

I walked out of our shared bedroom and saw Mephisto perching on a statue outside. He cawed as if asking where I would be going. I patted his head, "Tell Sylus I'll be back. I have some things to deal with."

Mephisto cocked his head as if saying that I should take him.

I smiled to myself. When did I start to understand Mephisto? "Be a good boy and stay with Sylus. I'll take Luke and Kieran."

Mephisto cawed sadly but listened to my command. I gently rubbed his chin which Mephisto gladly accepted, slightly closing his eyes as he enjoyed the feeling. "Good boy. I'll be back soon."

I walked through the corridors of the Onychinus main base with Luke and Kieran walking beside me. Sylus is at home, resting. Sylus hasn't messaged me yet which means he is still resting. I'm glad that he was able to get the rest he needs. I had finished what I needed to finish in the base and was on the way home. I tried to keep my profile as low as possible. Except trouble always comes to me.

"Have you heard, Sylus is in the main base!"

Sylus? I narrowed my eyes. Isn't Sylus at home, why would he be here?

I glanced at Luke and he shrugged.

"I hope we can get a glimpse of his wife! I heard he's bringing her as well!"

I paused. I understand now.

Even though there are a handful of people in Onychinus who know what Sylus looks like only the top rank, the one that Sylus trusts and the one who has influence on Onychinus. However, there is a large percentage of Onychinus who don't even know what Sylus looked like. So anyone can walk into Onychinus and claim to be Sylus and many would believe him, as long as this impersonator has a good enough confidence and aura around him that can convince them he is Sylus.

Even if the impersonator fooled those members of Onychinus who have never seen Sylus, all the valuable information about Onychinus are by the higher ranked. And those higher-ranked members all knew Sylus pretty well. Two of those high-ranked members are Luke and Kieran.

So in conclusion, the so-called Sylus that is in the main base right now isn't Sylus at all. Sylus impersonators are plenty. I had seen a few, but many wouldn't dare to impersonate him as he always brings bad luck.

Suddenly, a commotion behind be broke me away from my thought.

"Hey, move it!" Someone yelled.

I turned around and found a group of bodyguards shoving people aside. I glanced at Luke and Kieran. Talk about low profile...

"Hey, lady!" The bodyguard pointed his finger at me and yelled. "Move away."

I quickly grabbed Luke and Kieran and dragged them aside. Both of them looked at me as if saying "We could show him who's boss."

I scanned their crowd, trying to find who they were protecting and my eyes landed in the middle of the group. He was a small man, he is a bit taller than me by a few inches. I blinked a few times. This man claimed himself to be Sylus. How short he is and how small he is, he is like an extremely sorry version of Sylus, like someone who wanted to cosplay Sylus while not knowing who he looks like. I felt slightly offended for Sylus.

My eyes twitched once I saw the lady next to him. The way she acts and dresses, it is so obvious that she is a stripper who just got paid extra to walk around with this man. I felt even more offended. The interpretation of me in other people's eyes is so disgusting. The fact many thought that Sylus only married me for looks is making me sick.

I guess that small man saw me because he was talking toward me. The guards all told him not to and that I could be dangerous.

He refused to listen to the guards and walked toward me, "You look like an eye candy." I inwardly cringe at his poor attempt to flirt. "Want to come with me?"

I narrowed my eyes, "I'm married."

The man smirked, a horrible smirk really. "You'll change your mind once you know my name." He walked so close to me I could smell his disgusting breath on me.

I turned my head away, "No, I won't."

"Sylus."

I inwardly rolled my eyes. Of course he's going to say that. I raised an eyebrow, "You're Sylus."

'Sylus' nodded with pride.

"You're the most wanted criminal?"

'Sylus' placed his hands on his hip, "Yes."

"You. The most wanted criminal. The highest bounty on your head. You're Sylus."

'Sylus' had enough of my attitude, "One order and I can get you killed."

I shrugged, "Sure, go ahead. What are you going to do, Mr. Sylus?"

'Sylus' face is red with anger. "You bitch, watch your mouth."

"Right, right. Sorry, Mr. Sylus." I sarcastically said. "I have a meeting with your henchman, Luke and Kieran.

I can see Luke and Kieran snickering in the corner of my eyes.

"Sylus" smirked again, "No problem. They are here with me."

Their smile faded when he pointed behind him and soon enough, two masked men appeared. Except one man is slightly taller than the other and dressed very...colorful. It's almost as if they used the stereotype of mischievous teenagers and slapped those clothes on them. I quickly covered my mouth, trying not to laugh. I can sense the anger oozing from Luke and Kieran. They wanted to start a fight so bad.

I'm just surprised by how dumb this looked. This man sure did his homework, having both "Luke" and "Kieran" with him. I wanted to see how long they would stay in character. "That's more convenient for me. Since Luke and Kieran are here, why not start the meeting? Let's go to a meeting room?"

'Sylus' smiled confidently, as if being proud to convince everyone in Onychinus that he was Sylus. Luke and Kieran led him to the meeting room while he walked in front of the entire group with his army of bodyguards around him. I quickly took my phone out to take a sneak photo of those impersonators. I sent the picture to Sylus with a message saying "Hey, it's you!"

As soon as we walked to a secluded area, I spoke up, "Alright. The act's over. Who are you?"

Luke and Kieran stopped immediately and knocked all the bodyguards to the ground, dragging them one by one away, leaving 'Sylus' and his wife and henchman. I walked toward them. "You're not Sylus."

I can feel the fear of those four people. 'Sylus', however, is still trying to pretend to be Sylus until the very end. "Y-you got nerves to ask me that."

I smirked, "No, you got the nerves to infiltrate Onychinus base. That means someone helped you to get in here." I leaned against the wall. "Someone is betraying Onychinus. Tell me the names and I'll let you go."

The stripper is the first to break. She started sobbing and tried to explain herself, but her broken sobs and hiccups were making it hard to understand her. However, no useful information from her.

"Sure, keep your mouth shut as much as you want. Just know it won't be pretty when I start using force against you three." And that didn't take long before they started to give me names.

I smiled sweetly at them as soon as they finished, "Thank you all, that been a great help."

I pushed myself off the wall and walked back to the corridor.

A voice called behind me, "Who are you?" I turned around to see "Sylus" standing there trembling.

I smirked at him, "Sylus."

Sylus groaned before opening his eyes, adjusting to the dimly lit bedroom before turning to his side only to find the bed empty. He sighed and reached for his phone on the nightstand. He unlocked his phone and smiled when his wife sent him a couple messages only to frown once he saw the message consisted of a picture of a man with a message saying "Hey, it's you!"

He scowled at the picture. A short man in his forties. Sylus' eyebrow twitched. Sure, he didn't think he was dashing, but he surely looked better than him! Does his wife think he looks that poor?

What is the meaning of this?

It didn't take long for his wife to respond.

I didn't know you had so many imposters. I'm starting to doubt you're actually Sylus.

Sylus huffed playfully before sending another message to his wife

You caught me. I'm actually Skye.

He can already picture his wife giggling at his message. He slowly got out of bed as the sun slowly set on the horizon. As other people's day ended, his day just got started.