You hear feet shuffling across the carpeted floor and your irritation builds. Blindly, you reach for a pillow and toss it in the general direction of the sound. It thumps softly onto the floor; you missed your target. A small lamp turns on in the corner of the room and illuminates it in a warm light.
“I have several guest rooms if you really want to sleep away from me, you know?”
“Go away.”
Sylus sighs and for a moment you think he actually leaves but when you peer through your lashes, you find him kneeling at the end of the couch. You throw another pillow which bounces square off his face. He doesn’t seem phased by it and shuffles forward slightly.
“Leave me alone to sleep on your stupidly expensive couch, Sylus.”
“You’ll hurt your back sleeping like that, sweetie.”
With a frustrated huff, you sit up with your arms folded. Staring down at Sylus, he meets your eyes with an apologetic expression. Slowly, as if gauging your reaction, he rests his hand against your ankle. The warmth of his calloused hand quickly spreads across your bare leg and you find your irritation dissipating as his thumb rubs slow, soothing circles.
“You’re so annoying.”
“I know.” Sylus pauses for a moment. “I’m sorry, kitten.”
The sincerity in his voice coupled with his gentle touch has the last of your annoyance fizzling out of your system. Reaching forward, you flick his forehead and he grimaces.
“That’s for being an idiot.” Your lips quickly kiss the very same spot before your forehead presses against his. “And that is me accepting your apology so you’ll stop giving me sad eyes.”
Sylus scoffs as he reaches up and pulls you into his embrace. With the shift in weight and height, you go tumbling down into his arms and you both sprawl across the plush carpet. Sylus hugs you tightly as he stands with you snugly in his arms. He peppers light kisses all across your face, mumbling his apologies against your skin all the while.
“Does this mean you’ll be sleeping in bed with me?”
“Hmm I’ll think about it.”
Sylus chuckles. With a soft kiss to your lips he walks back towards the bedroom. “Good enough.”
being giggly together in bed with sylus...
imagine, he's already wrecked your body once; it's a lazy night at home and you've only gotten up to use the bathroom. when you return, however, he's already reaching for you, one arm propped onto his knee while the softest of smiles lays upon slightly pouting lips.
"come back to bed, sweetie," he all but purrs, immediately drawing a soft giggle from you. he looks utterly ethereal in this light, its warmth etched into each and every one of his features. his hair is dishevelled and the glow of his skin can only be explained by the workout you just put him through. "i'm not done with you yet."
"oh?" you're grinning. the soft fabric of his shirt that you threw on grazes over the middle of your thighs with every step, a tickling sensation that's got nothing to do with the expression on your face. it's sylus, who beckons you further with a tip of his head and his fingers curling inwards.
"someone's a little greedy, don't you think?"
"you know i'm a greedy man," he leaves no chance for escape, instantly grasping your hand once you're close enough and pulling you right back onto the mattress. your body bounces from the force, laughter echoing all around you, only muffled by the man slotting his lips over yours. the occasional giggle still makes it past in between kisses, especially when his teeth nip at your bottom lip, and you retaliate by digging your nails into his back.
"careful, mr. sylus, you're wielding dangerous weapons," you muse with a twinkle in your eyes.
sylus all but huffs,
"i'll show you my weapon."
more laughter fills the dimly lit room, followed by a loud shriek as he pulls you on top of him, lips attached to the spot on your neck he knows leaves you ticklish.
"sylus!" you gasp and push against his chest, "you did not just say that!" but you're cut off by another giggle escaping your throat when he purposely grinds you down against his crotch, the 𝘸𝘦𝘢𝘱𝘰𝘯 he oh so proudly mentioned evidently poking you.
"do you disagree?" you're met with glimmering eyes and an amused smile as he beckons for you to raise your arms, helping you out of the oversized shirt again. effortlessly, the fabric slips over your skin but it leaves your hair in disarray that sylus can't help but smile at, gently patting it down with his hand.
"no," you tuck some strands back as well, straightening to settle fully over his thighs, "it's only a matter of how functional it actually is─" your sentence ends in another scream as he pulls you straight back down and into his arms. you squirm and thrash playfully in his arms but there's no escape from the tight hold he has around your waist, you can only twist your face to keep him from kissing you stupid. it takes all your effort to keep up the act, your joined laughter making you light-headed and pliant. sylus keeps mumbling mischief against your skin and you know you're in for a long night.
me laying in bed about to fall asleep: “mmm…I would love to have Sylus buried so fucking deep inside me right now while I’m clinging to his back and he’s groaning in my ear until he fills me so full of his cum that my body literally can’t take anymore and then he cleans me up afterwards and we both fall asleep naked in each others embrace.”
So basically the "birthday theme" for this year is MC stepping in each LI's world somehow (?)
I'm curious about Zayne and Xavier then are we gonna celebrate Zayne's birthday on a operating table or what?