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Fourth Chorus fight

Feel free to use it as a reaction image, it would be funny

And because my friends on Discord will kill me if I don't add the obligatory VGen post stuff... I'm also trying to get on VGen, and to do that, this post needs 100 likes and 5 comments (or any of my other posts tagged with "VGenCode")

hii everynyan :D came back finally with a drawing.... also!! I'm also posting this in attempt to join VGen (vgen.co/ephemii)!! ... let's hope for the best :]

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Hi guys, it's been a long while but I'm BACK, better than ever, and I watched Heated Rivalry :P

Thought it might be interesting to look at concepts of Amy and Tia! Before doing full illustrations for them I roughly sketched them to have somewhat solid designs! I'm also trying to get on Vgen so I can start accepting commissions🙏 Likes and comments will help out a lot! https://vgen.co/ChillyDum

Hi! I love writing and drawing and I want to try to get a code for VGen, but for that I need your help to receive the code: 100 likes and 5 unique comments. If you like this headcanons or my other works, please support me! ✨

please enjoy... ♡

Sylus simmered quietly off to the side, watching as you stood near the exit chatting sweetly — in his opinion, far too sweetly — with one of your coworkers.

Your shift had ended about ten minutes ago, yet you were still standing there, animatedly telling him something. Only after a few more minutes did you finally say goodbye and head toward the car.

His car.

Sylus had never given in to his instincts. He had been certain they died long ago — along with everything that remained of his draconic nature. But the moment you slid into the seat beside him and the scent of another man reached him, his teeth clenched involuntarily and his fingers tightened around the steering wheel.

“Kitten, I’ve been waiting for you,” he said with a small smile that never quite reached his eyes.

But you didn’t notice.

The entire drive, Sylus lightly tapped his finger against the steering wheel. If he still had a tail, it would have been lashing restlessly against the seat right now. But fortunately — or perhaps unfortunately — that tail was long gone, so nothing about his behavior seemed strange to you.

After a while, you noticed the car turning away from the road that led to your home.

“Where are we going?” you asked.

Sylus didn’t answer.

The moment you stepped across the threshold of the mansion, Sylus lifted you into his arms without warning and carried you into the living room. He sat down in an armchair, settling you on his lap and holding you there so you could barely move.

Then he buried his face into your neck, trying to suppress the jealousy that burned inside him.

You were sitting in his car.

You were right beside him.

And yet that disgusting another man's scent still clung to you.

“Did something happen?” you asked, trying to turn to face him.

In response, Sylus only hummed quietly against your neck… and suddenly licked your skin. Even he was surprised by the movement. It had been pure instinct — unexpected even to himself.

He needed to remove that scent from you. To erase it. To cover it. To let everyone know that you belonged to him.

Sylus would never try to control you. But he couldn’t allow other men to touch you.

“Are you cold, kitten?” he asked softly.

The question was rhetorical — because the next moment he was already wrapping you in his jacket.

This was much better.

Now the scent was right.

Now you smelled like Sylus.

But it still wasn’t enough.

He slowly ran his nose along your neck, breathing in deeply as if checking whether any trace of that scent remained. His fingers tightened slightly around your waist.

“Who were you talking to?” he asked quietly, still not lifting his head.

There was no anger in his voice. Only a strange, tense softness.

“A coworker,” you shrugged. “He just—” You didn’t get to finish.

Sylus dragged his tongue across the skin at the base of your neck again, slowly, almost lazily, as if wiping away the last traces of another man’s presence. You shivered slightly.

“Sylus…”

Finally, he lifted his head. His eyes had darkened, something far too predatory flickering within them.

“He was standing too close,” he said quietly.

It didn’t sound like a question. More like a statement.

His hand rose to your hair, gently moving it aside and exposing your neck completely. For a moment he simply looked at the skin, as if considering something. Then he leaned down again.

This time his lips lingered against your neck far longer than a normal kiss.

Sylus knew exactly what he was doing.

Dragons mark what belongs to them.

And his instincts had clearly decided that you were a treasure worth guarding.

When he finally pulled away, a visible mark remained on your skin.

He brushed his thumb over it as if checking the result and exhaled quietly.

“Better.”

You looked at him in surprise.

“You’re acting strange.”

Sylus chuckled softly.

“Am I?”

His fingers slowly slid along your back, pulling you closer.

“Just reminding the world…” he murmured near your ear, “that some things are already taken.”

And if he still had a tail, it would be curling around you in quiet satisfaction right now.

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