// sylus caleb valko mc poly au
my fav headcanon to think about is the 'what if' of sylus being the one that adopted calebmc instead of josephine after he saved mc from the gaia lab, catch-22 kinda situation but calebmc are actually rlly just the same person split in two and therefore sylus is very confused to sense the other half of his soul evenly split in these two kids so he'll take them both, AND, since the more the merrier, and we know valko was highly likely an orphan too, what a wonderful dynamic would it be to have sylus coming home one day a few months later with a little wolf hybrid that he'll soon train to become the future guard of the twins, accidentally imprinting on both of them cause yes ☝️ (one day i seriously wanna make few comic pages about this au)
i posted a pt2 a couple hours ago and was too nervous to say anything... but here u go 👁️👁️💧
VALKO COME HOME!!!! #BringValkoBack
https://t.co/YF5ZKPx1kj
Sylus steps out of the shower. Water droplets running down his body. You watch him—staring, even. Then you have a sudden déja vu. Back when you two just met, you were looking for a brooch that he told you to find so you could come with him to the auction and retrieve the (1/12)
ㅡ 🍎🔞 1k mini oneshot
synposis: You come home, exhausted and missing Caleb. You start grinding against him for some relief while he tries to fight the side of him that wants to mark and absolutely ruin you.
A dilemma about his lust for you.
#夏以昼#caleb
If you’ve never heard the orgasmic whine/gasp noise he makes here when she grabs his ass please for the love of god do yourselves a favor and look it up
I’m happy for my good friends that see Valko as a sub. I’m not in the business of yucking anyone’s yum and there’s room for all of us perverts, but…
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I like Valko a little mean. I NEED Valko a little mean.
🐺 I want him to use his growls, fangs, claws and height against me when I mouth off. I want him to say things like “Say that again” or “Keep talking because that mouth is going to get you in trouble when we get back home.”
🐺 I want that man to weaponize his thighs and slot them between my legs until I’m grinding against the corded muscle there because that’s all he’s willing to give, because that’s all I’ve earned
🐺 I want the dirty talk to be filthy and I want the banter to be even filthier.
🐺 I want him to talk shit while he’s deep in it because he knows it’s his
🐺 I want him to exploit every inch of me that eagerly, willingly craves every inch of him
🐺 Every time my legs try to close, because sex will ALWAYS feel intense with him, he puts them back where he wants them. I need those big, muscle-laden firm hands on the inside of one of my thighs, spreading me, holding me open so I can’t hide how wet I get for him.
🐺 And then I want him to knot me until he breaks my brain. And because he’s a good man, he’ll praise me for being his “perfect fucking girl” who takes him like the perfect mate I am.
I desperately need that version of Valko.