"Mr. Steal Your Girl"
synopsis: Pretty much just Sylus getting jeal-oused (jealous & aroused)
pairing: Sylus x Valko x You
tags/cw: semi suggestive content
wc: 590~
Sylus had taken you to many galas, gatherings, and events in the past. Tonight was no different.
You were both fitted for a fancy new suit and dress at Sylus's go-to boutique, as the gala he was taking you to this evening happened to be particularly special. Word on the street was that the chairman of EonCore Tech himself would be there, and you secretly hoped to meet the elusive, high-profile hunk of a man that you had been told he was. You had concealed your excitement from Sylus well enough in the hours leading up to the event, but it started to get harder to contain when you actually approached the venue on the back of Sy's motorcycle.
“Excited, sweetie?” Sylus's voice cuts into your brief fantasy “I can feel your heart pounding.”
He saw right through you, though you tried to keep the true reason for your excitement hidden.
“Yes, definitely” you answer that part truthfully at least. “I'm a little nervous too, I can't lie.”
He chuckles softly at your comment, the sound rumbling against your chest through his back that you were pressed tightly against.
"I'll be there with you. No need to be nervous, kitten.” He was onto you.
You nod instinctively against his back as the motorcycle stops in front of the gala. You see a myriad of well dressed civilians exiting their vehicles, moving past security, and entering the grand looking building. You and Sylus follow suit, being quickly checked in and mingling effortlessly with the other guests.
It isn't long before the guest of honor arrives, fashionably late, some would say. You can't spot him at first, mainly because you're trying not to be so obvious as you scan the crowd… all you can hear are excited murmurs.
“How special is this Mr. Big Shot anyways?” You mutter, catching Sylus's attention.
“Mr. Big Shot? You mean him?” His voice is low as his hand reaches your chin, guiding your head so that the man of the hour is within your line of sight.
Your breath hitches when you finally see him. He's conversing expertly with an older gentleman, laughing and stepping away for a moment to take a call. His words are barely audible due to the distance between you two, but your keen ears pick up the gist.
“Auntie? Sorry, I'll have to call you back. I'm at the thing I told you about earlier. Tell cous I said hi.”
You barely stifle a laugh at the exchange before he hangs up. Spotting you and making you straighten up immediately. You can't seem to take your eyes off him as he walks towards you, raising an eyebrow. It's like your body has this strange magnetic attraction towards his.
Sylus, on the other hand, notices your fixation and grabs your chin, the sudden touch almost making you jump out of your skin. Your eyes are peeled away from the captivating man approaching you and re focused and to Sylus's soft features. A soft, condescending smirk plays on his features.
“Hm…have I lost your attention already, sweetie? Or do you expect to share it?”
You open your mouth to answer, but—
“I wouldn't mind that.” Another man's voice cuts in, making Sylus's smirk— to your surprise—grow instead of falter. Valko. His hand is on your shoulder from behind before you can react. The air between the two men where you're sandwiched is charged with something heavy, and you only know a fraction of it. Something told you this was going to be a long, hard night.
What a way to meet.
an: should I make a part 2.... yes or yes...
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