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"sy?" you tugged on sylus's robe as he brushed his teeth, and he looked down at you, raising his eyebrows to let you know he was paying attention. you couldn't help but smile, and he smirked back down at you, toothbrush still in his mouth.
"i-i was thinking," you looked away, and he tapped your chin to get you to look back up again. you could feel your cheeks heat up at the casual display of dominance, but you obeyed. "i was thinking, um, about sleeping shirtless with you?" you fiddled with the hem of his shirt, which you often used as sleepwear. asking for things always made you nervous, even with him. you continued speaking as he spat out the toothpaste into the sink. "i mean, you always sleep shirtless, and i thought it would be nice if i did too,"
"why the sudden interest, sweetie?" he asked, this time with just one of his eyebrows raised. before you could answer, he added another question. "did you brush your teeth and do your skincare?"
you nodded.
"good boy. okay, continue."
it was difficult to keep talking as if his praise didn't affect you. and by how he smirked a little wider when your cheeks grew hot again, you knew you failed. you started talking again anyway. "i thought more skin-to-skin contact would be nice, and i always like it after we- um, when we cuddle during aftercare,"
he hummed, gently cupping one of your flushed cheeks and stroking over it with his thumb. the look in his eyes when they met yours was filled with so much love that you felt your heart throb in your chest. "is that something you want?" he asked quietly, and when you nodded, he pressed a kiss to your forehead, his lips warm and soft. he spoke before pulling back, his breath caressing your face. it smelled like mint. "then of course, sweetheart. i would love to."
your cheeks were still pink when he pulled back, and you were sure that if you had a tail, it would be wagging like crazy. he took the hem of his your shirt in both of his hands. "may i?" he purred, and you nodded, raising your arms, too flustered to respond verbally. he carefully pulled the large shirt off your torso, leaving you in just a pair of his boxers. he placed it aside, followed by his robe, before picking you up and pulling you tightly into his arms.
he pressed a smattering of kisses to your neck as you giggled, unable to hold back his affection. he carried you to bed and pulled you onto his lap, surrounding you with his warmth as you felt his large palm against your bare back. "you're so beautiful," he breathed, gazing down at you with adoration. "i'm so lucky to have you. so, so lucky. my sweet boy, so perfect for me."
"syluss," you whine, burying your face in his warm chest to hide. he knows how weak you are for praise, yet he's not just saying it to tease you. you can tell every word of it is genuine, and that's why it affects you so strongly.
he chuckled fondly. "you're so cute, kitten. did you really think i wouldn't notice you wearing a pair of my underwear?" when you shyly held him a bit tighter, he leaned down to kiss up and down your neck, barely holding back his cuteness aggression. his lips were soft against your skin, and a trail of warmth followed them wherever they went.
you tried to hold it back, but you couldn't help it when a yawn slipped free from your lips. "you're a sleepy kitty, hmm?" sylus murmured, his lips ghosting your jaw as he spoke. "do you want to go to bed?" at your nod, he pulled back to look at you, devotion written deeply in his expression. "so honest. so good for me."
he gently lifted you as he pulled the sheets back and skillfully maneuvered both of you beneath them, drawing them back on top of you until both of you were bundled in soft comfort.
"comfy?" he questioned, his voice just barely above a whisper.
"need you closer," you pleaded quietly, and he quickly obliged you. he pulled you flush against his chest, his skin warm and smooth against yours. his large palm rubbed circles on your bare back, gently scratching at the nape of your neck, right in the spot that always sent tingles down your spine. you could feel the corded muscles of his back flexing as he moved his arm; the strength beneath your hand was comforting and safe. your legs tangled with his, your bodies slotted together like you were made to lie with him like this. like you were finally returning home.
"sweetheart," sylus murmured, and only when his thumb grazed your cheekbone did you realize that you were crying. the ache in your chest from longing for him was finally sated, and the relief was nearly overwhelming.
"m'sorry, i-i don't know why, i'm just, i'm just s-so," you stumbled over your words as you struggled to describe what you were feeling. luckily, sylus understood. he always understood.
"shhh," he pressed a gentle kiss to your lips to quiet you, his eyes so soft and his expression so tender. he gazed at you as if you hung the stars in the sky, like he could lie with you like this for a lifetime and still want more. "i know. you're alright, darling. i'm not going anywhere. i'll never leave you alone."
you let out a soft sob, your tears wetting his skin. he didn't seem to mind at all, though. "love you, sylus. i love you so much,"
"i love you too, sweetheart." his voice was rough, as if he was holding back tears of his own. perhaps he was starving for your touch just as much as you were for his. you didn't know how to properly convey the depth of your feelings for him, and maybe he was the same.
he pressed you close with a hand against your spine, neither of you able to fully relax until you were tightly pressed together. he was never afraid to show you the depth of his love for you. "rest." he murmured, gently scratching your scalp. you went lax in his grip, melting into him, pliant beneath his touch. "you're mine. i won't ever let you go." feeling comforted by his words and finally whole, you slipped into a peaceful slumber alongside your dragon.