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PAIRING: Sylus x (Fem)Reader WARNINGS: MDNI/18+ ONLY. Oral sex, cunnilingus, face-sitting. WORD COUNT: 2,394 SUMMARY: And what else does Sylus want for his birthday? Of course he wants you to sit on his face.

A/N: his bday memory was so sweet i feel like a freak for this but who gaf. HAPPY BDAY SYLUS

Three letters. One word. One syllable. And one definition with one purpose behind it but a multitude of different places to do it. Just one tiny word that had you freezing in your spot and widening your eyes once you realized what Sylus was insinuating.

“Sit.”

If your eyes could’ve bulged out of your head you were sure they did then, a new, horribly embarrassed appearance painting your face at him asking for you to sit on his face. Though as flustered as you were that he said it so indifferently, you couldn’t help that snaking sensation of invigorating thrill over him wanting you to do so. You met his eyes and then looked off around towards anywhere that wasn’t there since he was back to the soul-piercing gaze again, nevermind the fact you were literally hovering your drenched pussy over his face either…

You couldn’t help but to fall back onto his chest, sitting atop all pretty in the lingerie you had bought for his birthday as he rose one lone eyebrow at your sudden shy behavior. It wasn’t like it was the first time for either of you too, and Sylus had spent a generous amount of time with his face in-between your legs, but you’d never actively sat on his face in the throes of intimacy. A cough left you as you looked off the side, slightly confused on why on the night of his birthday he was wanting you to sit on his face rather than get the ride of his life from you, or even getting the best head he’d ever gotten, and you had to stop the goosebumps spreading across your entire body when his rich chuckle vibrated your inner thighs.

“Cold feet?” he asked after a few moments, finger idly drawing patterns into your thighs as he waited for you to gather yourself.

Rolling your eyes you tapped a rhythm onto his chest, “No, just… didn’t think this was what you’d want for your birthday.” If anything, you thought the way he’d been eyeballing you in your dress all night meant you would get your hands on him for vigorous rounds of sex until he was worn down into the mattress, yet he threw you for a loop the moment you surprised him with your lingerie and he only curled an index finger forward for you to wiggle your hips up to his face. That was what had you stumped, and nevermind you were all but dripping waiting for it to happen, you just didn’t know if he’d live the encounter…

“Why not?” His eyes lidded as they trailed up the expanse of your inner thighs and into where your cunt laid shadowed by the negligee, “Everyone wants dessert on their birthday.” He even chuckled at his own (bad) joke, like he was the funniest person to ever walk the planet.

You groaned at the awful joke – nothing but a cornball he’d been all night, “Sylus…”

A sigh swelled the expanse of his chest, his hands moving away from your thighs to instead massage his thumbs into your hipbones. The thick carnality left his gaze for the moment, replaced by genuine interest once he saw the way you were stalling, “What’s bothering you?” he spoke tenderly as he soothed you, and you couldn’t help but feel slightly ashamed for what you were going to say.

Hugging your arms closer to your body, you looked off towards a spot beside his ear as your own began to burn from your shameful admission, “What if… What if I suffocate you?”

There, you said it. And it sounded even worse said aloud, but apparently to Sylus he found the entire ordeal humorous as he began to laugh so hard he began to shake you. You couldn’t help the scowl, playfully swatting at his chest to get him to stop laughing and take you seriously and only achieving in doing so when you closed your thighs enough to where it squished his cheeks together. Ruby eyes squinted at you before he nipped at your inner thigh, his hands sliding back down to your thighs to pull them apart as your body began to raise on its own again.

His chuckle tickled you, using the hold he had on your thighs to slowly rock you back and forth, “It hurts you don’t have more faith in me, sweetie,” he reassured you as he walked you back to hovering directly over his mouth, his face the literal poster of desire if you ever saw it and his eyes pooling with unbridled lust as he eyed the darkened spot of your panties, “I think I can handle Little Miss Hunter sitting on my face. And if I forget to come up for air?” One lone eyebrow arched again, a shrug accompanying it as he hummed, “Well, consider me bested.”

He had a point, and you knew he was right. So really it was your own shameful embarrassment that was holding you back from you both getting what you wanted. And really, what was the difference from the various other times he’d had his nose in your pussy? It was basically the same premise, yet that time… a little up close and personal…

You exhaled heavily as you came out of your thoughts from him softly massaging into your thighs, shifting closer to him as you placed your hands onto the headboard and giving him affirmation, “Okay, just… push me off or something if it gets to be too much.”

“I won’t.”

Before you could ask what he meant and if he meant it about being uncomfortable or the way you weren’t even able to pull your panties to the side or even get them fucking off, Sylus had grasped your waist in a strong grip and pulled you down to sit directly over his awaiting mouth. You gasped as your nails dug into the headboard from his tenacity, the gasp during into a squeal when he full-on pressed an open-mouthed kiss to the material of your panties over your sopping opening before swiping his tongue along your clothed slit and began to suck through them while groaning loudly at the taste of your fluids soaked into your panties.

Your back arched immediately as you felt him huff into your panties before swiping his tongue along you again, another high-pitched whine leaving you before you were able to gather your bearings, “Sylus! At least let me take my panties off…” Oh he was eager for it.

He had the audacity to groan, one hand sliding down your hip as you only lifted up a fraction while the other came to hook a finger into the front of your panties. After pushing your panties to the side far enough for him to seat his mouth back along your cunt, he was already lapping upward onto your slit with just the tip of his tongue to start out with. Your eyes closed as he returned his other hand to your hip, encouraging you to begin swinging your hips atop his mouth and face with his thumb rubbing slow circles into your hip bones to better reassure you. You began to follow along with his movements as you rode his face, his pointed nose better hitting your swollen clit as you moved more.

Your thighs nearly closed on his head again as you dropped one hand from the headboard and coiled a good chunk of his hair into your hand and used the hold you had on it for leverage to move your hips faster along his face and get his nose rub your clit better. The answering result from that was his lips closing in around your folds and sucking hard while you keened and nearly ripped some of his hair out of his head in the process.

He grunted that time from the tug you gave his hair, arching your back further inwards and lolling your head to hazily gaze at a spot on his ceiling once it vibrated into you. Sylus’ tousled hair wisped along your inner thighs as you rocked your hips for more of that tickling sensation and to get him where you really wanted him, his face burying deeper and literally inside of you when your lips began pushing out louder noises.

“Fuck –! Sylus!” Were the first two words you were able to conjure up since you sat on his face, your hand on the headboard returning to scratching at it as you interwove your fingers into the silvery strands atop his head. You heard him groan again, the noise reverberating through your pussy as he curled his tongue along them in every which way to gather as much of your slick as he could to lather it upon his tastebuds.

Your eyes rolled, your hips desperately trying to rock harder against his face for his tongue to push deeper into your cunt and his nose to hit your clit in just the right spot. Your hand on the headboard had moved to fist the sheets next to his head to anchor yourself as you began to tug and pull as much as you could for how your mind was beginning to spin into dizziness and your legs were beginning grow weaker as the seconds passed both of you. Your anxiety was gone then, a fleeting thought to criticize yourself later for even being worried in the first place retaining to what he was doing and the knowledge that he liked it.

The amount of loud moans he was pulling out of you was downright sinful, your grinding picking up as you tugged his hair hard enough to lift his head a fraction and have that pointed tip he possessed on his nose slide right along the perfect spot atop your clit. He groaned loud into your sopping cunt then, making you clench hard around his tongue while your eyes fluttered shut when the vibration of it expanded out from inside of you and tingled up towards your clit while your fingers tugged harsher onto his hair to get another delicious moan from him to echo into your pussy.

Your muscles felt practically useless and the noises you were producing growing louder as his enthusiasm grew tenfold when his hold on your waist doubled down to almost bruising and you started to hear his breathing become labor. He was getting off to again just as much as you were, and the thought sent a hard curl downwards to where your anticipated release grew rapidly and out of control.

You were close.

It was debauch in the way you desperately chased after your release in the form of freely fucking his face while he didn’t seem to mind that you were using him so greedily, his own gluttony showing in the way he was eagerly rolling and twisting his tongue about your pussy and teetering you down to come undone around the appendage again.

You jerked at his hair and shook your head when you felt the quivering of your legs increase, “Sylus, I’m so close, please –" you broke yourself off with another whimper as the only answer he gave to that was to pull you impossibly closer, hands sliding up once to fondle your tits in a squeeze before he smoothed them back down your abdomen and let one fasten atop your thigh in a hard grip as the other hand trailed further down to let the pad of his thumb rub away at your swollen clit in fast tight circles.

You moaned his name again in a wail, your eyebrows furrowing with sweat beginning to line your brow as the combined factor of his tongue-fucking, clit rubbing and your grinding was nearly too much for you to bear. The thought had you unraveling at a devastating pace, your eyes rolling back into your head as Sylus’s tongue slithered out of your pussy and his hot breath sifted across your thighs and opening before he was latching onto your cunt in a kiss with a breathless moan as he ran the fat on his tongue in quick licks to pull you down further down into ecstasy.

“Sylus –”

Your hips rolled faster, harder.

Sylus’s tongue licked and sucked faster, harder.

Another loud groan vibrated your entire cunt and your thighs constricted more around his head as they began to roughly shake with another pornographic moan falling out your mouth. The pressure in you was too large to ignore then, spine tightening as you sought relief for it and when Sylus’s thumb returned to rubbing harsh circles into your clit and his tongue wiggled along your opening teasing it and you could feeeeeeel –

You didn’t get another chance to warn him when the coil inside of you broke free and your cunt clenched harshly around nothing and you felt that pressure flood out of you tenfold and all into his awaiting mouth.

All the tension inside of you sprung forward like a geyser finally erupting from underground. The cry of his name (you were sure all of the N109 Zone probably heard) with your head thrown as far back as you could get it earned you another groan from him, albeit that time louder than he had been doing as it morphed into a softer moan whenever he got the full visceral taste of your cum pouring straight into his mouth and onto his tongue that he absolutely devoured. Your thighs were shaking hard around his head, and your toes had curled so hard and fingers had pulled at his hair so roughly once more to help you ride out the harsh orgasm while he slowed his rubbing onto your clit to soft massaging to help you float back down out of post-climax clarity.

You slid off of his face after a few moments, completely boneless as you flopped down to lay atop his panting form and only hearing his breathless chuckle in your ear as you could think of some way you’d get him back eventually. You were too blissed out at that moment, feeling his hand smoother over the back of your head as his lips found your ear with a small nibble.

“I suppose we’ll doing this again. And next time you can sit on my face for hours until I drown – a much better obstacle than suffocation.”

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