#heelplay

(Sylus got you a new outfit for a birthday present to wear to the next auction, except for the fact that both of you never made it to the auction ~)

Characters: Sylus (his POV) and you

Content: NSFW/Sexual Theme, smut, consensual

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“Are you almost ready, sweetie?” I call out as I flip the page of the leather bound book in my hand. Without hearing a response, I slip my reading glasses off and shut the book with one hand as she steps out of the connecting bathroom, her hands fumbling with the earrings that she was trying to put in her ear lobe. 

“Can you help me zip the dress up, Sylus?” She asked as she finished putting on her earrings, turning her back towards me from the bathroom door. The long obsidian colored dress that I had picked out for her looked too good against her pale skin as I stood up and made my way towards her. The dress hugged her curves just right, before pooling down by her feet. As I walked closer, I noticed the scent of her perfume which was so intoxicating. Cherry wine.

“So you decided to wear it?” I asked, standing behind her and zipping up the dress before leaning down and placing a kiss on her bare shoulder. She turned around and looked up at me. God damn. She looked good in anything she wore that she could pull off wearing a sack and still look stunning. Her hands worked their way to my chest, smoothing out the fabric of my black dress shirt. 

“Of course! You gifted it to me, so it’s only fair to wear it in return.” She smiled before walking over to the edge of the bed and opening a shoe box in her lap. The slit on the dress opened a little further to show off her long legs as she started taking out the heels I bought for her, too. Now, I wish that I didn’t buy the dress for her because now other people will see her and maybe fantasize about her, like I am. As she leaned down to place her foot in the heel, she glanced up at me. “With the way you’re looking at me, I would’ve mistaken you for a hungry lion ready to pounce on its prey.” 

I smirked back at her before walking over to her, kneeling down on my knee and taking her foot and heel in my hand. “Maybe I am, kitten.” I say in a low tone, as I gently worked the strap around her ankle before bringing her foot up and placing a kiss on the top of her foot and looking up at her “But maybe, I made a mistake in buying this outfit for you.” I said with a sigh, analyzing her heels, simple black heels with a strap around the ankle, and the bottom soles a deep red. 

“Why do you say that?” She questioned me. The only person that dared to question my authority, but I was willing to answer. I looked back up at her and tilted my head slightly to the side. She looked honestly worried, which got a low chuckle out of me. 

“Because, now…” I started, my fingers trailing up her calf before stopping midway. “I won’t be able to stop staring at you all night.” Normally, something like that would make her flustered, but not this time. Her heel made it to the middle of my chest which earned a grunt from me. Her eyes narrowed at me as I looked at her. Oh? This was new.

“Maybe, I want you to only look at me.” She said, as she leaned back on her hands, her heel not moving from my chest. “Does that make me greedy?”

I shook my head, answering her with a laugh. “It’s your birthday. There’s no harm in being a little…greedy.” My answer earned a smirk that played on her red tinted lips; the pointed tip of her heel tapping against my chest. 

“I kind of like this view of you.” She said in a low voice, a curt laugh escaping her lips. I suppressed a laugh, and got on both of my knees in front of her. 

“And I like this view of you.” I replied with a grin, my eyes traveling down her body, before looking back up at her. She tucked her short black hair behind her ear as her stiletto heel dug deeper into my chest. A groan rumbled from the back of my throat, the pain resonating from my chest. 

“Relax, you can handle it.” She purred, not taking her eyes off of me. This is definitely new, but I’m not against it.

“You’re not stepping hard enough, kitten.” I growled at her, bringing my fingers around the ankle that dared to step on the feared leader of Onychinus. “You need to step as if your heel is going to pierce my heart.” 

A moment of shock flashed across her eyes before her fiery determination took over. Her heel dug into me deeper, as I sucked in a breath. Who would have thought that this felt so good? I gripped her ankle tighter as she kept going. “We’ll be late for the auction.” I hissed, a mix of pain and arousal taking over me as I struggle to keep my thoughts straight. 

“Maybe… I don’t want to go anymore. This seems more fun than an auction.” She mused, her other leg moving to rest on my shoulder. 

“Are you sure, sweetie?” I asked, my chest heaving up and down as I looked at her. A sly smirk appeared from the corner of her lips. 

“I’m sure.” She replied back, her heel easing off my chest a little bit, but just enough for me to move. Grabbing her other heel from the box, I strap it onto her other foot, and put her legs over my shoulders.

“We’re more alike than I thought.” I tell her in between the kisses I trace down her inner thighs, earning a low moan from her. The pain from my chest changes to a pain of need as the scent of her perfume starts to intoxicate my senses once again. I bite down on her inner thigh, leaving a bright red mark behind.

“Sylus!” She squeals, trying to push me away with her legs, but I catch her ankles easily in my hands and hold her in place to look up at her.    

“Mmh…first you want it rough, now you want it soft?” I whisper. Her ears start to turn red. “You’re a tough one to please tonight, kitten.”

She turns her head away, now embarrassed to look me in the eyes. I continue to kiss her inner thigh, stopping right before her heat. She still refuses to look down at me and a low growl erupts from the back of my throat. 

“Look at me.” I ordered, feeling the power in my right eye start to work its way to her as she bashfully looked at me, her teeth biting down on her lower lip. “That’s more like it.” 

Her hand grips a fistful of my hair as I bite down on her inner thigh again. She uses her other hand to keep her upright on the bed as her other hand continues to run through my hair. Then it dawned on me why it was so intoxicating while down here. “What a surprise, sweetie.” I hummed, looking up at her, and grinned. “You’re not wearing anything under this dress.” 

“I-I can explain!” She stammered. 

“No need.” I reply, running my tongue along her entrance. A moan escaped her lips as her head rolled back. I smile and rub my thumb against the spots that I bit on her thighs earlier. I continue to work my tongue against her, lapping up any juices that spilled out. A string of moans come out from her as her grip in my hair gets tighter. I pull away slightly and bring my hand up to rub my thumb against her clit, my index and middle finger pushing into her entrance. She lets out a drawn out moan that almost sends me over the edge. God, I love her voice. 

“Sylus…” She groans. I met her gaze, half closed and hazy with lust, as she looked down at me. I moved up as my hand continued to move inside of her, catching her lips with mine. She kissed me with a hungry passion that almost threw me off guard. The same hands that smoothed out my shirt earlier, now were quickly unbuttoning my shirt. 

“We have all night, sweetie.” I chuckle against her soft lips, before biting down on her bottom lip. She frees the last button on my shirt before her fingers find their way to my belt, undoing that just as quickly. Her greediness turning me on even further and feeling my own erection becoming uncomfortable in my dress pants. She let out a loud moan before leaning forward, biting down on my shoulder. Found it. My fingers brushed against her spot, my free hand wrapping around her to pull her closer to me. 

“If you don’t mind,” I whispered in her ear. “ I’d like to fuck you with your dress and heels on.”

“Please do.” She moaned against my ear, the heat rushing down to my erection. “But I want you inside me already.” She moves at a quick pace, which is not surprising coming from a hunter, switching our positions so now she sits on top of me on the edge of the bed. Pushing my dress pants and underwear down just enough, she hovers over my erection and looks down at me, lust written on her face. 

“What’s gotten into you, kitten?” I asked, placing soft kisses against her chest and up the side of her neck. 

“It’s my birthday.” She says with a grin. “And you said it was okay to be greedy.” She lowers her hips down, pushing her entrance against my tip. I grip her hips tightly as she pushes her lips against mine, running her tongue against the bottom of my lip as her heat takes in all of me in one go. I groan against her lips as her walls wrap tightly around me. 

“Fuck, kitten.” I let out a breathless moan, as she starts to move her hips rhythmically up and down my length and drapes her arms lazily on my shoulders, her nails digging into my back. The pain and pleasure mixing as one of my hands grab her waist to help guide her and my other hand going up to grab a fistful of her hair, pulling her head slightly back as I hungrily bite down on her skin. Her moans get louder and more wild as she rides me, her nails clawing at my back. “You’re a fucking masterpiece.” I growl against her skin.

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Luke walks down the main hallway towards his boss’ room, his hands in his pockets as he whistles a random tune. Then he stops in his tracks as he hears faint moaning coming from the end of the hall. “Oh-” He quickly turns around on his heel as he goes back the way he came. Kieran comes walking towards Luke, tilting his head. 

“Are they ready to go?” Kieran asks. Luke shakes his head in response.

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