His Darling

Chapter 2

You nod at his comment. "Kiss me"

Sylus smiles at that, a smile full of desire and possessiveness. He slowly leans in closer until his lips are just a breath away from yours, looking into your eyes.

"I've been wanting to do that all night..."

He finally closed the distance between you and kissed you deeply, his hand gently cupping the back of your head as he held you close against him. His lips feel like you're touching the silk sheet, so soft and gentle. Sylus slowly moves his other hand to your thigh, gliding down your waist and the sides of your hips till it reaches its destiny.

Sylus rubs your outer thigh, while his lips are doing their job on you. His kiss is gentle despite his hunger for you, after waiting for the whole day.

He pulls away for a moment, looking into your eyes with his lustful ruby ones. He sees your face is already red, and he chuckles, booping your nose with his finger.

"Still can't use to our kiss, I see," he said with a teasing tone. You blush harder and can't help but laugh.

"It's not my fault!" you said and glared at him.

Sylus laughs and shakes his head. "You're too cute to me, do you have any idea how badly I want you now?" he said, caressing your cheek with the tip of his fingers.

"Patience, patience..." you smirk, clearly teasing him.

"You're testing my patience here, darling" he leans into your lips again, ready to devour you this time. That's when you put your hand on his mouth, stopping him.

Sylus looks down at you, he looks a bit confused now. "What?"

You remove your hand and say, "I need to change clothes"

He glances down at your clothes, his eyes scanning your body up and down, a dark look on his face.

"Sure, you can go change. But you know I prefer it when you wear my clothes.."

You slowly sit up and chuckle. "Since when?"

Sylus sits up too, letting you get up from the couch but his arm quickly wraps around your waist, keeping you close to his body. He leans in and speaks next to your ear.

"Since pretty much always. Didn't you know by now that I always like seeing you in my clothes? It's like a reminder that you are mine."

"Oh~ okay then" you get up from the couch. "Do you want to choose which clothes I should wear?"

Sylus raises an eyebrow and smirks, a mischievous look in his eyes.

"Are you really giving me the choice to do that? You know I will only pick the clothes that make it easier to get you out of them, right?"

You gasp and cover your mouth, weren't expecting that question from him. "Ahem, okay then"

Sylus smirks again, enjoying your reaction. He leans back on the couch and crosses his arms, looking at you smugly.

"What? You expected me to make a different choice? I've been waiting for you for hours, so it's fair that I get a little treat, don't you think?"

He has a point, so you just nod. After all, who wouldn't love it when your husband does that?

"That's fair. So are you coming?" you said, looking down at him.

Sylus stands up from the couch and grabs you in his arms, lifting you against him as he walks up the stairs to the bedroom.

"Of course I am, I wouldn't let you choose clothes by yourself. Who knows what you'd wear?"

You laugh, staying still as he walks with you in his arms. "Alright, the choice is yours."