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Sex with Sylus was like composing a symphony. The battle of desires unfolded in foreplay and set the tone for how events would play out. Whose desire took control and whose demanded a softer touch varied. Each movement, whether fueled by control or ferality, was an expression of love. Each touch was a lingering note, every kiss added to the melody, your hearts kept time with the rhythm of your passion.
It always started with a look. The corner of Sylus’s mouth curved up ever so slightly as his red eyes narrowed. You would bite your lip without even knowing it and suddenly he was before you whispering filthy words in your ear.
"Mmm, you know I just want to fuck that mouth when you bite your lip"
"Did you need me to help you keep your mouth occupied, sweetie?"
Today, you were at the Onychinus base and he was opening a bottle of wine in the kitchen. The sleeves of his shirt had been pulled up to reveal his forearms and the simple act of his muscles flexing while turning the corkscrew suddenly turned you hot. He turned his head towards you to see why you had gotten quiet when he saw you staring at him with *that* look on your face. His nostrils flared and you knew exactly what he scented on you.
“Kitten,” he purred in your ear as he wrapped himself around you from behind. “How many times have I said ‘don’t bite your lip’? You know what it does to me.” His hand stroked up your neck and grasped your jaw, tilting your face towards his. Before you could take a breath his mouth was sealed over yours. He ran his tongue over the seam of your lips to get a taste of you and grabbed at your clothes desperate to get you as close as possible. His fingers dug roughly into your hips as he turned you around to pull you off the barstool and onto the countertop in front of him. Sylus stepped between your legs and pulled you in for another brutal kiss.
Your desperation for him was unleashed and you pulled at his hair and grabbed around his neck while your tongue battled his for control. You wrapped your legs around him and tried to pull him closer, but he pulled back and licked his swollen lips. His gaze was full of lust and adoration and you knew your eyes reflected the same. This was pure desire in its most carnal form. Sylus dove back into devour you at the same time your hunger for him surged and you were once again trying to claw your way into each other. The sounds of your passion and the hums and moans of pleasure filled the kitchen as desperation took over.
“Sylus. Baby, please. I need more.” You whimpered in his ear as he bit into the soft flesh between your neck and shoulder. You pulled his head back by yanking on his hair and crashed your mouth into his. He held you tightly to him as he slowed down the pace and his kiss turned from frantic to reverent. His hands slipped under your sweater and found the bare skin his fingers had been craving. The cool touch of his hands made you shudder and goosebumps trailed behind where he dragged his fingers so softly against your flesh. He pulled away from you and placed soft kisses along your jaw and down your neck. Your moans filled the room as his hands continued their slow torture filled his ears.
“Yes, kitten. Tell me exactly how much you enjoy this.”
You let out another groan as his thumbs slipped under your bra to play with your nipples. Your hands, still tangled in his hair, gripped his hair harder and he let out a small hiss of discomfort, but made no effort to stop you.
“Syl-“ His name morphed into something unintelligible as he pinched the hardened buds.
He knew what you wanted him to do and he chuckled in the low tone that made your pussy clench. The sudden change of pace left you breathless and reeling. Of course, this was a challenge. You begged for more and he couldn’t just let you have what you wanted without making you earn it.
“Well, two can play can play at this game.” You thought to yourself as a wicked smile grew.
Your hands stopped pulling on his silver locks and began caressing the nape of his neck- One of his most sensitive spots and that low chuckle turned into a groan.
“Sweetie…mmmm” He groaned a bit louder and you felt his hands tighten around your waist and his hips grind against you.
“Yes?” You said coyly, nipping at his ear. You kissed his neck and slipped your hands underneath his shirt. Your hands ran up his chest and twisted his nipple while you licked along the curve of his jaw. He let out a hiss at the sudden pain mixed with the wet softness of your tongue and his hand wrapped gently around your throat.
“Kitten, you really wanna play this game?" He lowered his forehead to yours as the thumb on your neck stroked your pulse point. You pulled and twisted his nipple again as you nuzzled your nose against his eliciting another hiss from his perfect mouth.
“I just want you to fuck me. You’re the one who slowed it down so I’m letting you know exactly how I feel about that,” you shrug your shoulders and look at him innocently. He let out an amused chuckle and dropped his head to your shoulder.
“My apologies, kitten. So I should just give you everything you want exactly when you want it?” He whispered as he kissed below your ear.
He slipped your shirt off and discarded it on the floor.
The cool air around you felt so good against your flushed skin. Your back arched and you were rewarded with Sylus nipping and sucking at your collarbone and down your chest.
“You are always telling me to be more greedy. So really, my behavior is your fault,” you whispered back, smiling.
Your head rolled back and you dug your heel into the base of his spine and dragged it up bringing his shirt up with your foot. You grabbed it along with a fistful of his hair and pulled it over his head, tossing it near yours.
“Tsk tsk kitten, you’re not playing very nicely. Are you punishing me for leaving you wanting?” His voice was practically a growl at this point. His desire for you only being kept at bay because he willed it to. His lips left hot kisses on the swell of your breasts and you pushed your chest out further encouraging him on.
“Mmmm. Not really. I’m just feeling feisty right now,” your words came out more breathless than you intended, but he had you panting with every touch and lick so it really couldn't be helped. His hand snaked up your back and unclasped your bra. You had no idea where it landed because he grasped one of your nipples with his teeth and tugged hard. You cried out at the pain, but it quickly turned into a moan as he soothed the sting with broad strokes of his tongue.
“Still feeling feisty?” He asked between licks.
“Always,” you responded, but the way it came out proved some of your fight had left with the way he had his mouth on you. He stood up with a smirk and licked his lips.
“Is that so, sweetie?”
He lurched forward and grabbed your ankles pulling your legs apart and towered over your body as buried his face in your neck. He inhaled deeply and groaned loudly as he breathed in your scent. The smell of your shampoo mixed with your natural scent intoxicated him and he palmed one of your bare breasts, grabbing it roughly while he licked a long stroke up your neck to your ear. His other arm wrapped around your waist and pulled you up to a sitting position and your thighs found their way around waist. Your hands managed to slip in between your half-naked bodies and you reached for Sylus’s belt buckle. You undid it quickly and plunged your hand inside to find your reward.
Your hand was met with his cock at full attention, as hard as diamonds and and as soft as velvet.
“Ohhh my love! It seems like you enjoy when I’m feeling… feisty,” you whispered to him. You squeezed his cock tightly at that last word and he glared at you as he tried to pull away, but you kept your grip on him until he stopped resisting you. His gaze turned from pain to ecstasy when you slowed your pace and stroked him slowly with the exact pressure you knew would drive him wild. Your thumb caressed the head of his cock and spread the little bit of precum out across the tip. His eyes rolled back and he held his breath.
“Good boy. Don’t try to run from me again.” You said as you nipped lightly at his bicep. His gaze shifted again from pleasure to defiance and before you could react, your hand was off his cock and you were thrown over his shoulder.
“Feisty kittens don’t usually make the rules. You’re in my house so we’ll be playing by my code today.” His tone was bordering on anger to the untrained ear, but you knew this man like you knew how to breathe. You heard the underlying desire, the barely contained greed for your body and soul.
You let out a yelp in surprise at the sudden change in position and another gasp as he pulled your leggings and panties down as far as he could, baring your ass and most of your pussy. He leaned his head towards you and inhaled again as the hand holding you in place traced over your soaking pussy.
“Well well, it seems like you also like when I am feeling…feisty,” not one to let things go, he plunged two fingers into your cunt at that last word. He twisted his wrist and curled his fingers to stroke that spot inside you that could make you come undone.
The hallway was filled with your moans and you shifted away trying to relieve the quickly building orgasm, but he was holding you too tightly and your movements seemed to encourage his own.
“Sy, baby, I’m gonna…” But you didn’t. He withdrew his fingers just as you were about to tip over that orgasmic edge. You let out a frustrated roar as you watched him smugly lick his fingers clean of your juices. Tonight, he’d been working you up under the guise of a competition and just proved he had you under his control despite letting you get the upper hand on occasion.
“Cruel. You are a a cruel man!!” You beat your fists on his back as he chuckled before tossing you onto the bed. He ripped your leggings and underwear off the rest of the way and you pulled you knees up to your chest with a look that conveyed your annoyance.
His undone pants hung low on his hips and any frustration you had melted away as you stared at the muscles of his abs and the delicious dip of his waist. You wanted to run your tongue along every ridge of his stomach and memorize the taste of his skin. You knew your eyes betrayed what your body was saying and you’d had been bratty enough today that you also knew he wouldn’t let this go.
He leaned over you and whispered in your ear, “Cruel I may be, but never to you. At least for long.” He leaned in for a kiss and parted your mouth with his tongue. His tonged rolled around your mouth lazily and he guided your legs down from your chest. You sat up on your knees and tangled your fingers into his hair as you kissed him as if it were the last time.
He cupped your face and looked into your eyes with such devotion. He had told you once that there was no love purer than his, you didn’t know exactly what that meant at the time, but he showed you every single day. He was showing you now. He indulged your behavior and let you take your pleasure from his body when you needed to have control, but when he needed the control the sex was nothing short of worship. Pure reverence. Absolute adoration.
He kissed soft and slow down your neck, sucking at all his favorite spots on the way to your tits. He gently pushed you down to lay back on the bed and he took on of your nipples into his mouth and sucked on it slowly. His tongue lapping at the sensitive bud softly before quickly flicking his tongue over it. You arched your back and moaned as he switched to give the same attention to the other one. His hands caressed the soft, short hair between your legs and you spread open to give him better access to your pussy.
He teased your entrance and stroked your clit with his middle finger while he continued to kiss down your stomach and across your hips.
He withdrew his fingers and you whimpered in defiance, but stayed still because you knew what was next. You had your eyes closed and you felt him shift to end of the bed. He wrapped his arms around your thighs from behind pulling you to to the edge of the bed. He lowered his head and buried his face deep in your folds breathing you in.
“Fuck me, kitten. Your scent is incredible,” he said with a growl. You sat up slightly and watched him nuzzle your cunt, he caught your eyes and held eye contact as he licked you with one long, broad stroke of his tongue.
He held your gaze for as long as you could take it before you had to lay back. His tongue expertly danced on your pussy and Sylus was showing off all his best moves. He lapped softly at your clit and then buried his tongue deep inside your pussy drinking up every drop you had to offer. He licked and sucked exactly where you wanted him to and soon his fingers were back inside you stroking you softly. He knew exactly how to flick his tongue on your clit to make you tremble, how to stroke your inner walls at the same time to make you cry out his name.
You wanted to fight him. Your instinct to gain the upper hand was raging inside you, but his tongue was currently in the spot between your clit and pussy, your legs were trembling too hard to do anything but exist. He had you so close, just one more stroke of his tongue, one more twitch of his finger and the pressure building would release.
He knew your body like he knew his own so he was well aware that you were just about to tip over the edge, but he had a different edge in mind as he withdrew his fingers and ceased the movements of his tongue.
Seconds passed and you lay there with your eyes closed breathing heavily and silently cursing his name. His face remained within a breath’s distance from from your body and his warm breath teased your sensitive flesh. You wiggled your hips up and felt the tip of his nose brush against your folds and he inhaled your scent like it was bringing him back to life.
Your moment had come, he was distracted and the building orgasm he had denied you again had subsided a bit. You could think a little clearer and you lifted your head to assess your next move. His eyes were closed and you swear you almost came from the look of sheer bliss on his face.
You almost let him be, but the competitor in you won out and you closed your legs gently around his head. He snapped his eyes open to yours and let out a wicked little groan as he moved up your body and flipped your positions so he was underneath you. Your legs straddled his waist, but he effortlessly lifted you slightly off the bed to move you farther up his body so you were straddling his head instead.
“This is what you wanted isn’t it, kitten?” He asked as he buried his tongue in your folds and painted his love for you with his tongue.
“Mmmnngghh… yes,” You barely managed to get out a word out before you ground your hips further down onto his face letting out a loud moan. He hummed in approval as his tongue kept pace with the rhythm of your hips.
“I love your fucking mouth, fuck and these hands.” You grabbed his hands and placed them over your tits. You held his hands in place with yours as you rode his face slowly, taking your pleasure from him. Those hands you loved so much wrapped around your waist and held you in place as this masterpiece he had created just for you began to draw to a close.
His tongue slowed and his mouth opened as he kissed your clit softly. He sucked your clit into his mouth and swirled his tongue around that bundle of nerves. He let go and flicked his tongue over it again before lapping softly at it. His strokes became firmer and more precise. That delicious orgasm you had been chasing all night was so close. He’d worked you up into such a frenzy you were begging for release, begging to come because you were sure you were going to die if you didn’t come on his tongue right now.
But his tongue kept you just on the edge until your begging became even too much for him and he changed his pace just enough to undo you completely. You bucked against his face and cried out the sweetest melody as he continued to hold you in place. His tongue slowed down and he continued to lick you until your breathing slowed and your cries turned back into the breathy refrain he loved so much.
You climbed off him and laid down as he sat up to wipe off his face that was absolutely soaking with your juices. You watched him lick his lips and savor your essence as if it was the most decadent dessert.
“You’re staring, kitten.” He smirked at you and shook his head at your brazen leering.
His pants were still undone and barely hanging on, you could see his cock straining against his pants just begging for your attention.
“Well, I have plenty to stare at,” you said as you continued to stare while he slowly dropped his pants, letting his cock spring free. You bit your lip again.
A deep growl left him as he stalked towards you. You rolled onto your back and hung your head off the bed, but he scooped you up and rotated you towards the head of the bed.
You could feel his cock against your thigh and you felt your pussy clench in anticipation. Your mouth watered at the delicious pain you knew was coming as he stretched you wide. His hands traveled up your forearms and caressed your palms before he crashed into your lips with a brutal kiss. You took a breath as he adjusted his mouth over yours and grasped his hands tightly. He widened his stance above you and used his thighs to spread your legs wide open for him.
His dick dragged up your slit and you moaned into his kiss. He smiled and hovered his mouth just above yours whispering, "Look at me." He was pleading, not asking. He needed to make that connection with you to know you were right there with him, to be sure he could keep going. Your eyes snapped to his and his desperation to be inside you was blazing hot in his crimson gaze. You nodded your head and squeezed his hands tightly as another sign of reassurance.
He reached between you and grasped his cock, rubbing the tip softly along your folds before lining himself up to your entrance. You never broke eye contact with him as he slid slowly inside you. That burn as his cock stretched your walls open was the most exquisite kind of pain and you relished that feeling, craved It sometimes. You were panting and breathless looking into his eyes and felt a hand move to cradle the side of your head. You gripped his biceps and leaned into his touch on your cheek. His hand was so warm and you became acutely aware of every place your bodies were touching. The heat between you was starting to gather in the base of your spine as another orgasm approached.
"Fuck, you're so beautiful when you take my cock like this."
He'd yet to look away from you and you could see the pride in his face as he sat fully sheathed within you. You whimpered in desperation and he smirked, "So greedy…". His hips started rolling slowly and your fingers dug further into his arms.
"Always for you, my love." You moaned as he pumped in and out of you, your hips meeting his in a perfect rhythm. The heat curling at your spine built higher and higher until it reached another crescendo and you screamed his name as another orgasm ripped through you. His tempo never stopped and he dragged out this orgasm into another one quickly. Tears leaked from your eyes once again and your body needed more and needed rest all at the same time.
"Yes, my good girl, coming twice for me like that." He praised you and your stomach and pussy fluttered in response. He leaned down to kiss you and your hands tangled into his hair instinctively. He began to fuck you slowly as he kissed you. His whole body covered yours and the weight of him on top of you was comforting. You knew he loved this too - the feel of your skin against his, your hands in his hair, your tongue in his mouth, your pussy warming his cock.
He broke the kiss and breathed heavily into your neck. Neither of you spoke, but no words were needed in this moment. You kissed his temple and attempted to roll over and were surprised when he didn't resist. You straddled him and began to rock your hips back and forth. Sylus grasped them and guided your hips along as you took your turn to fuck him slowly. You leaned down and buried your head in his chest as you continued your movements, feeling every inch of him inside you, but you needed more pressure. Sitting up again, you ground your hips into him giving yourself some relief for your swollen clit. His hands moved back to your breasts and his large hands kneaded them roughly as you rode him faster and faster.
"Kitten, don't come again yet." Sylus commanded suddenly in your ear as he sat up. He wrapped his arms around your waist and you felt a hand grab your neck from behind. Lips met yours in a fiery kiss and he bucked up further into you causing you to cry out.
"Sylus…ohh you feel so fucking good!" Your voice was hoarse from all the crying out you have done, your body was marked and bruised from his teeth and hands, and every part of you demanded rest, but you couldn't stop. You didn't want to stop the pulsing rhythm of his cock into your pussy. His grip on you tightened and quickly rolled you over pinning you beneath him once again with your legs spread wide in the air. His hair hung in front of his face and you reached up to move it aside so you could look into his eyes.
"I don't know if I have another one in me," you whispered and brushed his hair aside from his sweat-dampened forehead.
"Ohh my beloved, I would like to challenge that notion. I know you have at least one more for me." He rested his head against yours and began to move slowly inside you once again.
He fucked you slowly again as he wrapped his arm around you from behind and pulled your hips up so he could fuck you even deeper. Your eyes rolled back in your head and he increased his pace, grunting as he rutted into you. You grasped at the sheets, bunching them into your fists and relaxed your hips into the rhythm he had set. His brow was furrowed and you could tell he was close to finishing.
"Look at me, Sy." You reached up and gently took his jaw in your hand and tilted his face to you.
Red eyes met yours and his face softened into a love drunk kind of bliss. He moved one of your legs to rest on his shoulder and tenderly kissed your ankle. His hand caressed up your calf and around to the inside of your thigh before finally finishing its journey up your body and settling on your clit. He rubbed it gently and chuckled at that loud gasp you let out at the surge of desire at his touch. His eyes met yours again and he picked up the pace. His cock moved in and out of you faster, his fingers matched the same tempo and once more you were building to a final crescendo together.
"Mine… all mine. Every part of you mine."
"Yours, Sylus. Always yours"
Your moans and his grunts filled the room and the harmonious sounds of your shared pleasure created an erotic and intimate symphony. His grip tightened on you once again and you knew this was the finale. His fingers danced on your clit and you cried out his name as you came on his cock once again, he continued fucking you to prolong your ecstasy. His hips slamming into yours and pounding into your pussy relentlessly. You clung to him with the edges of your vision hazing from the sheer intensity of him - his love and his power.
I just want you to fuck me. That's what you had told him back in the kitchen and that is exactly what he was giving you. He always gave you what you wanted…eventually.
He cried out his own release into you shortly after, your own name falling from his lips like a prayer and dropped his weight onto you. Your hands began to rub his back as you both calmed your breathing. After a few minutes, he lifted his head and kissed you softly.
"I love you, kitten."
"I love you too."
He nuzzled his nose to yours and pulled out of you. He got up and padded to the bathroom to get a towel, stopping by the closet to grab a t-shirt of his for you. He tossed you the shirt and towel then walked naked out of the room returning after a couple minutes with water and a small plate of cheese, fruit, and nuts… still naked.
"Aww! Look at you bringing me a snack!" You leaned over and kissed him on the cheek as he set the plate down on the nightstand. "Oh, and some food too!"
"Yes, you're very clever sweetie." He teased, but the smile on his face told you he enjoyed your terrible joke. After you both got cleaned up and dressed, you sat across from each other with the food in between you.
"Don't you have work to do now?" You asked as you popped a grape into your mouth. He bit into an apple and spit it out in disgust, "No, I had the twins go to my meetings in my place. I wanted to be here with you instead."
"Good. I missed you." You beamed a him and your heart swelled at his confession. You had both been so busy lately, that anytime you had for each other was precious and often short-lived. You finished the charcuterie and chatted for a while catching each other up on everything that had happened while you were apart. Eventually, you let out a big yawn, stretching your arms above your head. He got up to clean up the food and you snuggled into bed. He climbed in behind you and wrapped his arms around you, holding you tightly.
"Another round already?" You waggled your eyebrows at him and he laughed at your boldness. "No, sweetie, you need your rest now. Hey OTTO, lights off," he called out and the room plunged into darkness.
He nuzzled into the back of your neck and his warm breath made you drowsy. You wiggled deeper into the covers against him and whispered into the dark before drifting off to sleep.
"Goodnight, Sylus"
"Goodnight, my love"