Cupping Their Faces

Cupping their faces

Sylus can finally be added to the face cupping club😫😫and now he's finally held our face too

They just look SO soft whenever we touch their faces🥺🥺🫶🏻🫶🏻they're all so touch starved and so in loooove

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inkblogfortress

6 months ago

Can I just say, I would love to just lay underneath this pretty ass man- like Sylus just sleeping and trapping me underneath him with his weight-

Visiting Sylus after being away for so long felt like breath of fresh air. It was one of the times where at the association, it was quiet and there were almost no metaflux fluctuations. During these times, you resorted to sometimes leaving the city and traveling all the way into the N109 Zone and visiting your favorite resident there.

When you arrived, Mephisto was the first to greet you. Flying over and perching on your shoulder. You smile when you see that Sylus had added a small modification to Mephisto, changing the outer metal part of his wings so now it was a gunmetal color; a light color from the usual black. “Hey Mephisto, where’s your creator at?”

The crow caws and flies away, leaving the building. You sigh and smile to yourself, knowing that Sylus was out, probably attending to business. You decide to just go and walk to his room and just wait for him to come back.

Entering and closing the door, you decide to go and freshen up. Walking into the bathroom and showering. After almost 20 minutes, you emerge from the bathroom wearing a robe. Changing into something more modest and comfortable, you then sit down on his bed and read a book to pass the time.

After what felt like 30 minutes, Mephisto appears once again. Choosing to go to his perch as door opens and a familiar tall man appears from the other side of the door. He was wearing his signature black outfit with the matching jacket as well. He looked exhausted.. very exhausted.

Sylus looked up at me with a tired gaze. Closing the book and putting it on the night stand, you say nothing and just open your arms, inviting the man into your warm embrace. Sylus closes the door behind him and you can see his guard being let down as he walks over and lays down. Situating himself in between your legs and laying his head on your stomach; wrapping his arms around your waist.

Running a hand through his hand and rubbing his back, Sylus sighs and slowly falls asleep. His back slowly rising and falling. As you play with his hair, you beckon Mephisto over to you, the crow curious of your request, flies over quietly.

“Make sure the building stays quiet for the rest of the night.” With that request given, Mephisto flies out the room, fulfilling that request.

Now that it was just the two of you, you smile to yourself as the boss of Onichinus and probably the most dangerous and powerful man in the N109 Zone, sleeping soundly in front of you. His guard completely let down as he breathes in and out quietly.

“Sleep well my love~”

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inkblogfortress

4 months ago

Just saw this post on Twitter [Link]

They are so real for that last comment in particular. Sylus is the actual definition of down bad and the ultimate loverboy.

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inkblogfortress

4 months ago

sylus x "sweetheart"

He rolls over in the middle of the night, his arm reaching across the bed into empty, cool sheets. "Sweetheart?" He mumbles softly into the quiet room, blinking the sleep from his eyes as he half-raises his head off the pillow, searching the darkness for you with bleary focus. He hears the light flick on in the bathroom and his muscles relax as he snuggles back under the covers, trying hard to fight off sleep so he can welcome you back into his arms once you return to bed.

"Sweetheart..." he draws out each syllable playfully as he leans agains the front door with a bemused expression. a smirk playing across his lips as he watches your frantic movements. "We're gonna be late." You're scrambling around the foyer looking for your keys. He thinks to himself for a moment, and then his smirk deepens. "did you leave them in the lock again?" He lets out a soft chuckle as an embarrassed, knowing flush rises to your cheeks, already pulling open the door to check. sure enough— stuck straight in the lock. "You've really got to stop doing that."

You're walking down the busy sidewalk alone, tote bag over your shoulder as Sylus' voice echoes through your earbuds. "Hey, sweetheart. you look nice today." "Huh? I haven't even seen you today." "That's true. but I'm pretty sure I'm seeing you right now." You whirl around, searching the crowd, until you see the the familiar silhouette of a sleek black car slowly creeping down the street, matching your pace. Sylus rolls the window down, just enough for you to see the tops of his fingers as he gives a casual, flirtatious wave. a car honks in irritation behind him. He murmurs into the receiver. "You gonna make me hold up traffic like this much longer? This guy behind me's about to start seeing red."

"Sweetheart," he says in that husky low voice that makes you weak in the knees as he's pulling the strap of your nightdress down, inching it lower and lower on your shoulder as the movie plays in the background. His fingers are rough, his hands slightly calloused, but the motion of the touch itself is somehow silk-soft. "You're so warm," he whispers, his breath ghosting over the sharp ledge of your collarbone, fingers momentarily moving to trace its edge. "You sure you don't wanna keep watching?" You almost roll your eyes at the ridiculous question. "Fuck no, not when you're looking at me like that."

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inkblogfortress

4 months ago