Sylus who without a doubt would scent you, at first it was unnoticeable. You'll always find him burrowing his face on your neck, his nose nuzzling up and down your neck, he'll remain, not kissing, just there... nuzzling, resting, quietly inhaling your scent, storing it in his memory.
Sylus is a dragon at heart, after all, and dragons are notoriously possessive of what belongs to them. You were his most precious treasure, and he treated you like it. He’d spend ridiculous amount of money at underground auctions, outbidding everyone without a second thought just to bring home the rarest, most expensive jewelry for you—custom-cut gemstones, ancient heirloom cuffs, gold and ruby pieces that looked like they belonged in a museum. He loved draping them over your skin, adorning his prize, but nothing he bought ever satisfied his instincts quite as much as leaving his own mark on you
Sylus who would intertwine your fingers together when he's pinning you on the bed, rubbing your wrists together as he burrow himself on you, "Sy! get off, I can't breathe" he'll move away from your neck to look at you, his face painted with serious offense like you just told him you'll take Mephisto away. "Alright, breathe." he'll demand, giving you a few seconds before nuzzling back, now pampering your neck with kisses, muttering how unfair you're being for telling him to get off.
Sylus who already stake his claim to you, you thought he's just that clingy, nuzzling on your neck, you thought him pressing his nose on your wrist was just his affectionate behavior, or so you thought. You caught on when Tara commented on your scent, "you smell different" not quite understanding her at first, feeling self conscious but she immediately assured you. Saying something about your natural scent being different.
Sylus who is so insufferably smug when you finally put it together, it's a meeting he had with Valko that you figured what's happening. Being acquainted with Valko you greet him as you take your seat next to Sylus, "Damn..." was his greeting, immediately eyeing Sylus with a knowing smirk. "What?" you asked as his nose sniffed, you try to sniff yourself, confused why your werewolf friend is sniffing.
"Come on, you didn't have to lather her in your scent, Mr. Qin," Valko teased, looking right at Sylus. "We already know she's yours." Instead of denying it, Sylus just reached over and gave your thigh a firm, possessive squeeze under the table, a thoroughly satisfied smirk spreading across his face.
"Gotta make sure my message is clear."
𑣲𝓳 hullo, it's my first time writing for Sylus so I hope u enjoy reading this drabble. lol I just got his perfume and I can't stop smelling it, it's the reason why I wrote and created this acc. so yeah<33
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Studying with Zayne when he starts to get distracted by how you look laying on the couch. You're not wearing anything special, just a comfortable tank top and some loose shorts. But then again, it's never taken much for stoic Zayne to turn feral for you.
You're reading off the next flash card of medical terms, waiting for him to define it. You don't understand much of what it all means, but you try to help anyways. When several seconds pass you look over at him from under the card.
He's crawling toward you, eyes half lidded with lust, licking his lips. "Let's take a break," he's suggesting as he gets to your legs, running hands up them, making you shiver.
"We just took one," you try to remain stalwart in the face of this onslaught.
"A quick one, then."
His hands are sliding up, up, up. His fingers twist into the very edge of your shorts.
"Zayne!" you're saying, almost like a warning, but he's already beginning to nuzzle into you. You're hearts beating in the way that only he can do. Your body is coming alive. You know he sees how paper thin your resolve is.
"Let's not stop studying, then. Every right answer and I get to explore," his hand trails up your shorts, fingers alighting at the grooves where your hips and legs meet.
Before long he's straddling your legs on his shoulders, barechested and cheeks flushed. Your hold on the flash cards in tenuous as you read out the next word:
"Ly-ahhh-lysogenic."
He stills, his cock throbbing inside you. You're agreement was he can only keep going if he gets the word right.
"Harboring a prophage as hereditary material," he answers quickly before he's back to pumping furiously, trying to get you distracted enough to put the cards down.
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I have said it before on many occasions but it's worth reminding people that Sylus is a WHORE. And I love it.
He gives major fuck you in the bathroom on the first date before dessert arrives energy.
Think about it.
In his vampire myth, this man was ten seconds in from meeting MC and had every single intention to kill her and he STILL made out with her. Zero memory who she is, ready to impale her to death after bleeding her dry and has the audacity to be like “hold on, give me a kiss real quick,” LMAO!
In his dragon myth when MC was sneaking him, and she started acting like she was trying to fuck cause she feels bored did you see the look on his face? He was down!
I'm convinced if it wasn't for her hating his guts on sight in main story, because despite that she does admit he is hot as fuck so I KNOW he would have taken her amnesia having ass to base and slutted her out regardless. All she had to do was say when.
Nobody can tell me otherwise.
Sylus is easy. And I love that about him.
Fake sleeping so he can get handcuffed to his bed wearing nothing but a silk robe.
Just stamp the words “Fuck me whenever” on your forehead Onychinus leader cause we all see you're about that life.
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Zayne who gets super embarrassed when he gets hard while making out with you for the first time 🤤
The last few dates you’ve had with zayne since realizing your feelings for each other have been wonderful. He is a perfect gentleman and ensures you are enjoying yourself at all times. But due to him being a perfect gentleman, no moves have been made besides a chaste peck on the lips when he dropped you off from your last date. And now, you were starting to wonder if he desired you the way you desired him.
You were shameless in your desire for him by yourself. Every night, your pillow held his name and you could only cum thinking about him. You didn’t exactly feel guilty, figuring it’s only natural in response to a 6’1 hunk of a man who respects you before anything and is incredibly intelligent. He’s sexy, basically, but you didn’t want to make any moves for fear of scaring him off. You know zayne well, and you know that he tends to get avoidant when he runs into something he can’t handle, so for now you’ll accept the fluffy dates and cry his name into your pillow later.
Zayne, however, felt differently about that subject. Now, it wasn’t that he didn’t find you attractive, not in the slightest, but the guilt he feels…it’s overwhelming. He’s touched himself to you before, and it made him feel so incredibly ashamed of himself. The fact that it was photos off your instagram that had got him going as well, he felt like a monster. You were just innocently going on sweet dates with him, wanting to be closer with him, and spend time with him while he couldn’t help acting like a pervert. Despite the guilt, he could never stop. It was a cycle. He wanted to make sure you felt loved and respected before anything, so he only acted on his desires in private, dealt with the guilt, and waited for you to make any kind of move.
Now, you both sit on his couch watching some silly movie. He had an arm wrapped around you, far more used to physical affection now. Your fingers were laced together and he couldn’t help the warm, fuzziness in his chest. You were just so good, the best thing to ever happen to him. You idly chatted about the movie until you were just staring at each other for a moment. You laughed lightly, which made him nudge you a little.
“Just what’s so funny, miss?”
You looked back at him with a grin that was just too hard to hide.
“You are…very handsome. I’m getting flustered looking at you.”
He felt his own cheeks warm at that, but laughed it off, trying to remain smooth.
“That’s quite a compliment, coming from someone as gorgeous as you…”
He said it so softly, so sweetly…you couldn’t help but melt when looking at him. You lightly bit your lip before leaning forwards to peck him on the lips. This time, you barely pulled away before deciding to go back in for another. Then another, and then another, each getting a bit more drawn out and sensual until you were kissing him deep for the first time.
Zayne had responded well to this, enthusiastically actually. He didn’t realize that his lips were moving on their own and just trying to get more of this incredible, fireworks sensation. Slowly, the kiss deepened. He felt your tongue politely lick the seam of his lips, almost asking permission.
How could he say no?
In this mess of tongues and saliva, you had started climbing your way into his lap. He was perfectly willing, at least, he was until….
Ah!
Your soft gasp pulled him out of his haze to suddenly realize, you just sat directly on his erection. His incredibly obvious erection. His erection that had given him a nice, big, wet patch right on the front of his grey slacks. The way white noise crowded his ears was something he hadn’t really experienced before.
Pure, unadulterated shame and embarrassment.
He immediately lifted you off his lap with his hands under your arms, like you were some sort of doll, and set you on the other side of the couch. He, on the other hand, stayed as far away from you on the other side as humanly possible. His posture stayed rigid as he clasped his hands over his lap and stared at the ground. You had never seen him get so red. By now you were still kind of confused, at least until he spoke.
“I apologize, that was incredibly inappropriate of me and I should have better control over my body. You didn’t ask for that.”
The poor man’s ears were on fire as he delivered this…apology with such straight edge professionalism. But his eyes fluttered, the quick blinks betraying his nervousness. As hard as you tried not to, you started to laugh.
Zayne took this the wrong way, hanging his head lower and letting out a shuddering breath.
“I’m aware I’ve made a fool of myself and I understand if you’re having any second thoughts.”
Your laughter slowed when you realized that this was real to him. He was embarrassed, like actually embarrassed. So much so, he thought you might…stop seeing him?? This ridiculous man. You sighed softly and scooted closer to him on the couch.
“Zaynie, are you serious? Do you really think I’d have second thoughts over this?”
He seemed to desperately want to run away from you as you got closer, but he managed to stay put.
“I would not blame you, you did not consent to that. Please, if you are too uncomfortable with this situation, I will take you home now. Or I can call an Uber for you, I’d pay of course…”
You sighed and tilted your head at him.
“Zayne, do you want to know something?”
He didn’t respond but you kept going anyways.
“I touch myself thinking of you all the time.”
Zayne froze, eyes fixed on the floor as he processed that information. Then, as is a habit of his, his eyes fluttered with rapid blinks as he looked up at you.
“…you do?”
You smiled fondly at him.
“Yes, most nights. Does that bother you?”
Zayne blinked some more, then looked down at the floor again.
“No.”
You let out a quiet huff and reached out to grab his hand from where it was rigidly hiding his shame.
“Great, then we’re both desperate perverts, yeah?”
It was like that clicked something in zaynes mind. He spoke slowly.
“So…you want me…intimately?”
“Of course…”
“And…you’re alright with me wanting you…intimately?”
“Zayne I fuck my hand almost every night just wishing it was yours.”
“…”
Zayne let out a shaky sigh, seemingly having trouble holding himself together. Then, he turned to make proper eye contact with you and hold your hands.
“I would like to make love to you…”
You couldn’t help but grin at that. Blunt, as always.
“It’s about time.”
Notes: No I don’t care that you think zayne would be more confident than this or if this is ooc. My fic, my rules 🤤
fluff! just zayne being unable to sleep without you by his side, he's very lover boy coded here hehe
it's seven a.m. on a saturday and the other side of the bed of the bed is cold. zayne sleepily extends his arm out, but is met with silk sheets. taking in a few deep breaths in, he counts to ten in hopes that you come back.
but after five, he feels the sleepiness worsen. there is one problem: he can't sleep without you by his side. groggy, he lifts up the blanket covers and slips on his fluffy slippers, making his way to the kitchen where he hopes he will be able to find you.
you stand with your back to him, stirring sugar into your camomile tea. he drags his feet against the floorboards, his arms encircling around your waist as he rests his head on top of yours.
“your side of the bed was cold without you by my side, darling. come back to bed with me, please?” he complains, snuggling closer into you.
“i'm so sorry, my love. i only wanted to make some tea to help me fall back asleep.” you place your warm hands over his arms, soothing him.
“hm,” he hums, nodding without saying anything else, clearly ready to go back to bed with you.
“let's go back to bed.” you gently remove his arms off your waist but are met with a slight whimper of disapproval from zayne. “just for a minute, my love. i need to carry the mug back to bed and then i'm all yours, okay?”
you lead the way, with your boyfriend drowsily following behind. settling into the bed, zayne happily slips under the covers, looking at you with pleading eyes as he waits for you to finish your tea.
the tea is slightly hot, but you don't let it show. drinking this tea in slight discomfort is the least of your worries whilst your hard working boyfriend needs his needed rest. you place the mug down on the bedside table, letting your head rest against the pillow.
zayne pulls you close in his embrace, making sure to have you flush against him. he lets out a sigh of relief, and finally closes his eyes for a peaceful slumber with his beloved by his side.
Sloppy little cunt, all messy from his creampies, yet still greedy enough to want more, drooling everywhere, stretching shamelessly as he shoves his cock in again, knowing there's empty space he can fill.
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zayne’s cum face is just so fucking pretty… i can see it clear as day in my mind. lord let me go replay exclusive tutorial and absolute zeal… and hidden motive
every time i have a bad day, i remember i have this card and it gets 10x better. ts actually changed my fucking life. this specific part (where you’re touching him and he starts whimpering) replays in my head. all i can think about is him denying your attempts to suck him off for sooooooo long and when he finally obliges and you get to wrap your mouth around him, he’s just a fucked out, whiny mess. every bit of self control disappears and all his guards are down and then when he cums in your mouth after .5 seconds, you realize the only reason he denied you for so long was because he’s so weak for you 🚬
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