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Hiii I'm alive 🤡 I had a lot of school work and then I was on vacation lol

In which Sylus likes seeing his crybaby break.

Warnings:: p in v, dacryphilia, Sylus is BIG, descriptions of reader having a low cervix, size difference, reader is whiny.

Sylus almost felt a hint of remorse for how he might ruin you. You followed him around like a lost kitten. You clung to his fingers when you were scared or buried your face in his shoulder to hide.

He would immediately feel bad when he raised his voice to snap at a guard. Your pretty eyes would swell with tears and he would stop what he was doing to cup your face until your cheeks squished and lips puckered. “I’m sorry, Kitten. Forgive me.”

But what he wasn’t sorry for, is how perfect you looked breaking apart on his cock. You had never managed to take all of him. A few thick inches still poked out from your wet folds every time. But that didn’t stop the slobbering, drooling, tear-filled mess you became.

“C-can’t-! Mm gonna tear!” You cry out under him. The expensive Italian sheets under you, a rich crimson, threaten to rip from how hard you grab them.

He hushes your cries and unbends your fingers from the sheets. “Easy Kitten. Put those claws away. I know it hurts. But you're being so brave for me.” His voice is like a balm. You sniffle and wiggle on his cock. His composure breaks for a split second. His eyes snap shut and a low growl escapes him. You immediately tense up, a fresh wave of tears forming when you think you’ve upset him.

“S-sorry!” You squeak out, but your inner walls just flutter more. “I-I’ll try harder! I can-“

Sylus pushes his thumb past your kiss-swollen lips to silence your babbling. “We’ve talked about this.” His voice is solid and you know not to interrupt. His free hand trails to the bulge in your tummy. His fingertips poke against the outline of his length and you hiccup. “You can’t take anymore. It’s what we agreed on.”

It’s true. The first time you had managed to convince him to fuck him with more than just fingers and tongue, you had cried. Your hole had bled and Sylus had bought out the claw machines at the arcade for you.

So now, he was more than content watching you come apart on the few inches he could give you before the cockhead met the cervix. Sylus popped his thumb out of your mouth and cupped your flushed cheeks. His massive frame curved over you, forearms resting on either side of your head.

“You’re perfect. This pretty hole was created just for me.” His honeyed voice makes the tears slowly start to dry as you wipe your eyes with the back of a balled-up fist. Sylus chuckles and kisses your forehead. He starts to rock those few inches into you just to watch you come apart again. It’s not long before your cheeks are covered with streaks of tears yet again.

He’d never tell you he does this on purpose.

A/N: GUYS IM ALIVE I PROMISE! I’m posting this for Sylus’ upcoming bday I’m so excited! ALSO I MISS YKU GUYS SM ANDHCHCH.

In which Sylus likes seeing his crybaby break.

Warnings:: p in v, dacryphilia, Sylus is BIG, descriptions of reader having a low cervix, size difference, reader is whiny.

Sylus almost felt a hint of remorse for how he might ruin you. You followed him around like a lost kitten. You clung to his fingers when you were scared or buried your face in his shoulder to hide.

He would immediately feel bad when he raised his voice to snap at a guard. Your pretty eyes would swell with tears and he would stop what he was doing to cup your face until your cheeks squished and lips puckered. “I’m sorry, Kitten. Forgive me.”

But what he wasn’t sorry for, is how perfect you looked breaking apart on his cock. You had never managed to take all of him. A few thick inches still poked out from your wet folds every time. But that didn’t stop the slobbering, drooling, tear-filled mess you became.

“C-can’t-! Mm gonna tear!” You cry out under him. The expensive Italian sheets under you, a rich crimson, threaten to rip from how hard you grab them.

He hushes your cries and unbends your fingers from the sheets. “Easy Kitten. Put those claws away. I know it hurts. But you're being so brave for me.” His voice is like a balm. You sniffle and wiggle on his cock. His composure breaks for a split second. His eyes snap shut and a low growl escapes him. You immediately tense up, a fresh wave of tears forming when you think you’ve upset him.

“S-sorry!” You squeak out, but your inner walls just flutter more. “I-I’ll try harder! I can-“

Sylus pushes his thumb past your kiss-swollen lips to silence your babbling. “We’ve talked about this.” His voice is solid and you know not to interrupt. His free hand trails to the bulge in your tummy. His fingertips poke against the outline of his length and you hiccup. “You can’t take anymore. It’s what we agreed on.”

It’s true. The first time you had managed to convince him to fuck him with more than just fingers and tongue, you had cried. Your hole had bled and Sylus had bought out the claw machines at the arcade for you.

So now, he was more than content watching you come apart on the few inches he could give you before the cockhead met the cervix. Sylus popped his thumb out of your mouth and cupped your flushed cheeks. His massive frame curved over you, forearms resting on either side of your head.

“You’re perfect. This pretty hole was created just for me.” His honeyed voice makes the tears slowly start to dry as you wipe your eyes with the back of a balled-up fist. Sylus chuckles and kisses your forehead. He starts to rock those few inches into you just to watch you come apart again. It’s not long before your cheeks are covered with streaks of tears yet again.

He’d never tell you he does this on purpose.

A/N: GUYS IM ALIVE I PROMISE! I’m posting this for Sylus’ upcoming bday I’m so excited! ALSO I MISS YKU GUYS SM ANDHCHCH.

I get CPR at the end of the video 💗