A/N POV:
He gathers you up in his arms, pulling you against his chest.
"Shh, it's okay, you're okay. I've got you,"
he murmurs soothingly, carrying you over to the window and pulling the curtains open to let in light.
"y/n, look at me,"
You bury your face in his chest, your arms wrapping tightly around his neck as you continue to shake. Slowly, you lift your head to meet his gaze, your eyes wide and haunted.
"Sylus... they locked me in here. I'm scared of the dark..."
Sylus's heart wrenches as he sees the raw terror in your eyes. He tightens his grip on you, pulling you even closer.
"Shh, it's alright now. I'm here. I've got you," he whispers, his voice gentle."
His large, warm hands come up to cup your face, thumbs gently caressing your tear-stained cheeks as he tries to soothe you.
"You're safe now, Y/N. I won't let anyone hurt you,"
he promises, his voice low and reassuring.
"Just breathe with me, okay?"
As you focus on his face and his soothing words, your breathing slowly returns to normal. Their eyes lock, and the atmosphere between them shifts. Sylus's thumbs brush over her bottom lip, parting it slightly. Your breath hitches, and you lean in ever so slightly.
Sylus's gaze drops to your lips, the remembered feel of them against his own freshness in his mind. The fear and panic in the room are gradually replaced by a different kind of heat. Sylus leans in, his eyes flicking up to your questioning.
"Y/N..."
His lips finally meet yours in a soft, gentle kiss. Your eyes flutter closed, and you melt into the embrace, your arms tightening around his neck. As both of you kiss, the tension between both of you builds, the fear and panic from before giving way to a simmering desire.
You both break the kiss abruptly, both of you startled by the intensity of the moment. Your cheeks flush with embarrassment, and you look away, fiddling with your hands nervously. Sylus clears his throat, trying to regain his composure.
"Y/N, look at me,"
This time, when you both kiss, it's with desperation, a shaking of the hands and trembling of the lips. Both of yours kiss like you're trying to forget everything else, to lose themselves in each other. Sylus wraps his arms around you, pulling you close as he deepens the kiss.
Y/N POV:
I can't believe the kiss just happened. My mind is a whirlwind of emotions as I try to process what just occurred. Sylus's arms around me, his lips on mine, it all feels so surreal. I'm embarrassed, excited, scared, and turned on all at once.
Sylus pov:
Kissing Y/N is like nothing I've ever experienced. She's so responsive, so eager. The way she's melting against me, wrapping her arms around my neck, it's driving me wild. I can't help but deepen the kiss, my hands roaming her back, her waist, her hair.
Her body is so soft, so warm against mine. The curve of her waist, the swell of her hips, the smoothness of her skin - every touch is like fire against my fingertips. She's like a drug, and I can't get enough.
A/n pov:
Sylus breaks the kiss, his breathing heavy as he stares into your eyes. His hands slowly roam down to your waist, his fingers playing with your bikini top.
"Can I?"
he asks, his voice low and hoarse. You nod, your eyes are wide and trusting.
Y/N POV:
I watch Sylus's face as he slowly undresses me, his eyes dark with desire. Every brush of his fingers against my skin sends shivers down my spine. I've never felt so exposed, so vulnerable, and yet so safe in his arms.His touch is gentle yet firm as he explores my bare skin. His large hands span my waist, his thumbs brushing the underside of my breasts. I gasp at the sensation, my back arching slightly.
A/N POV:
Sylus leans down and kisses you softly on the lips, then trails his kisses down to your neck, your collarbone, and finally to your breasts. He caresses them softly, massaging the soft mounds, his thumbs brushing over the peaks gently.
"You're so beautiful, Y/N,"
Y/N POV:
His words make me melt, my heart racing at the sweetness of his compliment. I feel like the most beautiful person in the world right now, and it's all because of him. I look up at him through hooded eyes, my lips curving into a soft smile.His hands continue to explore my body, his touch gentle and reverent. I feel like a precious object in his hands, something delicate and fragile that he's handling with care. Every now and then, he pauses to kiss me, his lips soft against mine.
A/N POV:
Sylus trails his kisses down to your neck, nuzzling the soft skin there before moving lower to your breasts. He kisses and caresses them gently, his hands and mouth working in tandem to drive you wild. You moan softly, your fingers tangling in his hair, pulling him closer.
Sylus pov:
I'm intoxicated by Y/n's scent, her taste, her touch. I kiss her body reverently, like a man worshipping a goddess. Her skin is so soft, so smooth beneath my lips. The way she's moaning, her breath hitching, it's driving me crazy.Her breasts are perfection, the way they fill my hands, the way they rise and fall with her quickened breath. I lavish attention on them, my mouth and hands learning her curves, her responses. I want to remember every gasp, every shiver, every dilation of her pupils.Y/n's moans are like music to my ears, soft and sweet, getting louder and needier with each passing moment. She's like a symphony, her body responding to my touch, her voice rising and falling in a melody of desire.
Y/n pov:
Sylus's mouth is everywhere - on my neck, my collarbone, my breasts. His hands aren't idle either, caressing, squeezing, massaging. Every touch, every kiss, draws a moan from me. His mouth is hot, his hands even hotter.
I'm lost in a haze of sensation, my mind is foggy with need. Sylus's kisses are like brandings, marking me as his. He kisses my stomach, my hip, my thigh. His breath is warm against my skin, making me tremble and quake with anticipation.
A/N POV:
Sylus's hands grasp your thighs, spreading them gently. He kisses your waist, her hip, then lower, until his breath is warm against your core. You gasps, your fingers gripping the sheets, your back arching slightly.
"Sylus...please..."
Y/N POV:
His breath against my core is hot, tantalizing. I squirm under his touch, my voice barely a whisper as I beg him for more. The anticipation is killing me. I need him, now.
"Please, Sylus..."
My heart is pounding in my chest, my breath coming in short pants. I can feel the warmth spreading through my core, my hips lifting involuntarily, seeking more of his touch. His hands on my thighs, his breath in my center, it's all so overwhelming.
"Please, Sylus..."
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