#zombtalks

It started with small kisses, your hands exploring each other’s bodies. Then, it got more heated, desperate on both ends. Sylus groaned into the kiss when you landed a particularly hard bite on his lip, a wide smile on his face as he continues to kiss you. “There she is..” He hums. You pull back from him, an odd surge of boldness coming through your body like a tidal wave.

“On the bed, Sylus.” You spat out, he chuckles but, obliged. As you reached for the lube and turned your back, sylus had already slipped his boxers off, on his back with no shame. The sound of the lube cap popping open echoed through the room, Sylus’ body pale under the gentle moonlight from the open window. “We don’t have all night, do we?” He looked at your form up and down, you scoffed. “Oh shut up, you’ll be singing different tune after this, asshole.” You laugh out, Sylus raises an eyebrow. 

“Oh? is that a threat or a promise?” He retorts.

You laugh quietly, “whichever you prefer.” You hum out as you properly seated the strap on around your thighs and hips, making sure it’s securely on. 

You can tell Sylus chose such a size specifically for this. It was heavy on your hips, around 9 inches, maybe? It was girthy too, he wanted to push his limits. You pour a good amount of lube in your hand, as Sylus got comfortable and spread his legs to give you a better view. He even fucking shaved for this.

“You were ready, huh baby?” You tease, you could have swore you saw red on his cheeks as he laughs back. “Only wanted you to get the best experience, sweetie.” He says back.

You press one lubed finger to his hole, he tenses, you feel him twitch against the pad of your finger. You shuffle so you’re on the bed, between his legs. “Calm down, ‘m not going to do anything if you aren’t ready, Sy’.” You mumble as you press soft kisses to his neck, waiting for him to relax.  He only grunts quietly, which amazed you. Usually he can’t keep his damn mouth shut when you’re in bed.

His body slowly goes pliant, you slowly sink your finger in to the first knuckle. “Christ.. that feels..” His voice trails off, you laugh breathily. “Give it a moment, gotta get you used to it.” You reassure him, he only sends a glare. Not missing the tone of voice you used— the same tone he’d use to tease you when he was on top.

His quiet gasps were now shaking moans by the time you properly stretched him, three fingers stuffed inside. “Very greedy, i must say, my love.” You quietly coo. You laugh when all he could muster was a grunt in response, his chest starting to heave with heavy pants. You eye his body language, before slowly moving your finger in and out--

In. Out. In. Out. In. Out.

You continued, listening to his stifled grunts and huffs, before you deemed him ready for a second.

You hear him mumble, under his breath. "Cant hurry this up, at all? You seem to be enjoying this a bit too much." 

Your eyes meet his, "never seen you this impatient, Sylus." You say, barely holding back a smirk. Sylus scoffs.

"Only because you seem to be staring quite hard."

It was only a matter of time, between muffled grunts and groans, and teasing smiles and statements. The skin-toned strap pressed against his ass. You feel his body tense, rubbing a gently hand down his side and sharp hips. 

You line the lubed silicone up with him, gently leaning over his body, quietly asking if he was ready. Your lips kissing that spot right under his ear, trailing down his neck as he laughs, speaking in a breathy tone.

"Beyond ready, sweetheart." His voice was slightly hoarse.

With a final, deep breath- you slowly push in, Feeling Sylus tense under you, stilling. "Deep breath- ease up..-" You grunt as it physically becomes harder to push in due to resistance. 

"'m trying.. 's fucking big.." He huffs. You try not to laugh but.. a giggle or two slip out. "Sy' you chose the size.." 

He only rolls his hooded eyes at you, head turning away, you wear you can see his cheeks turn red. He'd never admit that though, heaven and hell no.

You raise up as your hips (finally) pressed to the backs of his thighs and ass. You wait for him to adjust, when you hear him talk again.

"Plannin' to move any time soon?" He says gruffly, you look down at him. His hair was stuck to his forehead in patches- chest heaving. The matching trail of white hair trailing down his naval heaved with his stomach.

You glare, "I dont want to hurt you, wait." You state, knowing sylus has the habit of thinking he can take anything- which.. he probably could, you just didnt want to risk it.

You wait a minute.

Then two, then three. Your hips finally slowly pull back, gently thrusting into him at a slow pace. Your lips moving back to his neck as your hands find home on his strong thighs.

He's just barely lifting his hips, pushing back. Hes aching for more, you could tell. Again- he would never admit that. Quiet moans left his lips, eyes closing as he gets used ti the pleasure, the bobbing pale pink tip of his cock hitting his stomach with every thrust.

"God, Sy you look s'good, baby.."

You mutter absent mindlessly. 

"So, s'much better when youre not sassing me..-" You groan quietly,hips subconsciously grinding deeper, speed increasing. You shift, looking for.. that one spot..

"Oh.. shit!" Sylus gasps in shock, back arched slightly when you find his prostate. His hands balled into the sheets under him. When he cracks his eye open, nose scrunched, he sees an evil glint in your eyes, smile widening in mischief. "W- ..fuck!..- Whats that-.. ngh.. look for..?" He tried to question between moans.

"You're just.. so, so much prettier underneath, y'know? Big bad criminal, under me whimpering and moaning." You muse as your hips deliver a harsh thrust. 

His eyes widen, voice dying when he tried to respond. "The h.. oh-- fuck!" He grits out between clenched teeth, you rise forward as your fingers toy with the buds of his nipples. 

His face was flushed, the red of his eyes now a sliver from his blown pupils. That cocky smirk was replaced by a wobbling lip. You dug your heels into the carpet floor under you, doubling down on your actions as he gasps harshly. 

His cock jolts, beads of pre-cum leaking as it starts to pull at by his belly button. His toned stomach twitched and heaved as he groans. "God- oh.. my.." He barely manages through moans.

"Yeah? Feel good Sy'?" You mumble back, as you pant slightly from your movements. Your hips still continued to zero on his prostate, as his stronger hands hold at your forearms. "Fuck! Hang on, gon'a cum..-" He mewls out with a whimper. white hair sprawled on the bed as his bangs stuck to his forehead with a thin sheen of sweat.

You chuckle, "already?" He glares, "Well when y- ngh..- You're being so harsh, i don't have m..much of a .. choice-" He tried to say through moans.

"Mad you got your own medicine in bed?" You laugh as a hand goes to jerk at his aching cock- red, hot, and furious- His back arches as his groans get louder, his eyes shut as he twitches against your palm. 

"mm.. Cumming.. god, 'm cumming!" He grunts as his body tenses, back finally jerking back onto the bed as white shoots out the mushroom tip. It paints his chest and stomach, he pants harshly as you continue. Your pace was slower now, removing your hand as you slowed to a stop. 

A gentle smile as you watch him try to recover, cock softening. Your hand goes to his flushed cheeks, "you okay, baby?" You coo. He pants as he chuckles, eyes flashing to your lips.

"Suppose I.. got what I proposed." He states the obvious. "Mhm, What was it i said earlier? 'You'll be singing a different tune when we're done?' I think i proved myself quite right." You giggle.

He sits up, looking at your form. "I can't be all pleasured while my lady is still unsatisfied." He hums. You tense, nope, if he does anything with you- it's for sure gonna be pay back for what you did.

But, before you could reply, his hands are on your hips. Not caring for the semen on his body as he pulls you chest to chest with him. The strap-on slid off your waist with his skilled hands.

"Sylus-" You start as he shushes you. "Mm, quiet, just, let me do this." He mumbles back. He scoots back on the bed, easing your hips to straddle his hips, then his chest.. Then his face. 

Your knees laid on each side of his head. He smirks at you between your thighs. "Your panties are soaked through, did you fucking me affect you that much, sweetie?" He muses.

You glare at him. "Shut up, will you?" He only chuckled, pulling your panties to the side as he licked a broad stripe up your cunt. He groans at your taste.

Your eyes close, a hand tangling into his white hair as your hips bucked against his tongue. His nose bumped against your clit deliciously as his tongue prodded at your entrance, dipping in constantly as he swipes his mouth left to right. He's constantly moaning against you, vibrations only intensifying. 

Your eyes roll back, "sy'.. 's s'good..-" You gasp when his mouth latches to your clit, you instinctively look down, his eyes were already trained on you, his nose pressed to the fat of your pussy. His eyebrows were knitted, he was hellbent on making you finish. "Sylus! Oh god, fuck, please! Right there, don'stop, mnnmm!" 

You whine into the air as your head throws back again, hips now moving on their own as you grind against his mouth and tongue, he simply allows you to. You chase your own high, hips riding and bucking wildly as your stomach churns. 

"Gonna cum.." You rasp, breathless as you continue to moan. Sylus moans as you hand on his hair , pulling his tongue back to your clit as you basically rub yourself raw on his tongue, the warm muscle only obliging to your movements.

One more thrust and you break, hips shaking as your body spasms. A loud cry of Sylus' name leaves your lips as your eyes roll back, back arching as sylus' hands move from your hips to your thighs, rubbing small circles as he then moves to coax your through your high. 

Recovering after a moment, you shift off him, he smiles at you.

"Better?" 

You nod., "much.." You meekly respond. "All shy again? Cute." He teases, moving to clean himself off. 

Embarrassingly, all of the previous moments had drained your energy, and your tummy. Your stomach growls loudly. Sylus, who stepped into the master bedroom's bathroom, laughs. "Hungry? I'll ask Mephisto to bring your favorite dish. Fresh." He offers as he returns with a warm rag, wiping you off aswell. He simply threw on a pair of boxers, grabbing one of his shirts and a clean pair of panties for you to sleep in after he finished. 

After a warm, fresh meal, followed by cuddles and kisses, small affirming words and phrases, you laid in the bed, sylus at your side. You were drifting off, listening to the steady pulse of his heart beat as your ear pressed to his chest, his arms around your torso to hold you close.

Though, with a few soft strokes to the small of your back, you were out like a light. Only managing to hum a incoherent reply when Sylus tells you goodnight.

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