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Waking up next to Sylus, the Onychinus leader, feels unreal sometimes. The mafia boss who runs N109 Zone, feared and loathed by all, is now peaceful and looking soft (he looks like he can work as a supermodel, full-time too). Because in one or two occurrence he didn't beat you to it and woke up later. You got to watch him like this. Sleeping.
How fair.
(He's an art-a masterpiece- and he knows it)
Then you put your face on his shoulder because you love his skin. The latent power just under the skin. He certainly smells expensive (luxury soap and aftershave).
In a heartbeat or two.. certainly it's not gonna be long until his big hand snaking into your waist and stays there, a heavy thing. Giving another sign of not waking (it's more like his thing, getting you closer to him, even under his consciousness).
Getting closer, just because you can. An experimental tongue movement, tasting his skin because why not. Feeling antsy. He's a weird man, he's totally gonna tolerate your eccentricity (it's not necessarily sexual as people likes to deem it to be).
Still he doesn't wake up.
(How many minutes do I get until he surfaces again?)
Tick-tock.
Then you deem it safe to get up. Maybe you can finish up that milkbun that you keep in the fridge earlier this afternoon. Or maybe.. trying that new soap you bought two days ago in a boutique shop. But...
"Where are you going, kitten?"
Oops.
A hand is pulling you back because apparently the bossman automatically wakes up whenever his kitten is trying to run away.
"Stay." he pleads, his voice still thick with sleep. Still, his eyes are deep, looking at you with a rare vulnerability (is this man even for real??).
Soft chuckle.
"Good morning, Mr. Onychinus." you said with a hint of cheekiness. It's almost sunset and his day always starts this way. To you, it was a nice nap after an early clocking out.
He scoffs.
Closing his eyes and sighs contently. Then opening them again to appreciate your eau naturelle state. "Good morning Miss Hunter."
A kiss on your lips, then your cheek, and your forehead because he's feeling loving (and you're feeling emotional and wanting).
Despite of the pretense of waking up, he's only becoming lucid after a while. The sign would be his playful touch and possessiveness. Then you know that he's ready for a morning 'tete a tete'.
"What a wonderful way to start a day." he sighs contently. The sky already darkened and the sun has set completely. He already had his fills of you and his touch generously healed your day.
"I don't disagree." Kissing his lips. When he gets up and offers his hand to help you up, yes, you jump. Because what kind of adventure will you have today (tonight) with him in the lawless zone?
Riding. Venturing. Liberating.
"Are you up for a joy ride later?"
"Where do you wanna take me?"
"Guess."