couldn't let the the Sylus stans leave high and dry, so enjoy this little Christmas drabble. 🩷

„What is this, sweetie?" comes Sylus's confused voice from the door as he enters the central room of the mansion where you are busy decorating the room for Christmas. The open-hearth fireplace gets a holiday glow up in particular with hanging socks and artificial pine garlands.

You turn around from your festive doing to look at what he's talking about as the white-haired man strolls up to you, two colorful clothes packages in his big hands. And delighted you squeal and run in his direction the second after.

„They arrived! Finally!" you haul the soft things out of his hold. „I was afraid they'd be late!"

Hardly holding back you're excitement you wrap them out of the protective plastic bag and hold one of it out before Sylus.

He musters the very thick and colorful knitted sweater with a raised eyebrow before sending you his signature smirk full of mockery. „It's ugly."

Shocked you gasp at him before falling into a bubbling laughter „Of course it is! It has to! These two sweaters are part of a special Christmas tradition between couples. Usually, they are handmade but this will also do."

Sylus just shakes his head, a hand tapping his temple „Don't tell me you want me to wear this, Sweetie."

And you give him your broadest, most joyful smile „I do!" and then you grab him by his shoulder, guiding him towards the big black leather sofa. „Come on, try it on! I bet you'll look stunning nonetheless!"

The Boss of Onychinus obediently sits down with you and takes the bigger sweater into his lap. „Alright, but it comes with a price."

„Yeah, yeah..." you impatiently wave at him „... just put in on already!"

As he pulls the knitted material over the full white hair you jump up and down, not able to contain your excitement and joy.

You're bubbling with amusement as Sylus sits there with the most comical Christmas sweater you could find online, the knitted fabric stretched over his shoulders and muscled chest, deforming the pattern into an even more ugly sight.

Ruby-red eyes also filled with amusement locking into yours „Seems you're having much fun, kitten." and with that, you're pulled into his lap with the help of his Evol. „Time to claim my prize then..." whispers his dark timbre into your ear.

Goosebumps spread along your neck with the touch of his hot breath. Hot lips graze the soft skin beneath your ear as Sylus kisses and licks along the jugular vein. Your heart starts beating erratically and big arms are wrapping around your waist, making it impossible to get away.

"Sylus..." you try to stop him with a voice that trembles, much to your disdain. But your weak protest is in vain as his teeth nibble the skin and a deep hum vibrates in the chest of your lover.

"You claim me, I'll claim you, kitten." a short pain makes you yelp as his teeth dig into the flesh at your neck before it's licked and kissed away. "That's just fair, wouldn't you say so?"