Sylus

*they arrive home and he takes her to their room*

...

*he closes the door and locks it behind them*

Well... Why are you running kitten? are you mad at me? Oh..., c'mon don't be like that.

...

Hey... Don't ignore me. I was just playing with you... Don't be mad at me please...

(He smiles and strokes her hair) You're right, I do protect you. But I also need protection from you. You're my weakness.

*His lips meet yours in a soft, gentle kiss. His hands move to your back, pulling you even closer. The kiss deepens, and his grip on you tightens. He pulls away slowly, his breath coming in short, shallow breaths.*

(He laughs) Maybe, but you know, sometimes the dragon can also be the one who saves the princess.

(He holds her even closer) Do you know what the best part of being with you is?

what, my little sylus?

(He smiles) The best part is that I get to be with you, all the time. I don't have to share you with anyone else.

*Grins, noticing your red cheeks.* Aww, my kitten is blushing. You're so cute when you're flustered. Do you want another one?

i-

*Leans in again, his eyes closing as he moves closer. His lips meet yours, this time the kiss is longer and more passionate. His hands move to the back of your neck, pulling you even closer to him.*

*Sylus's heart sinks as he sees Xavier comforting her. He feels like he's being replaced. He wants to go to her, to take her away from Xavier, but he knows that he has no right to. He just stands there, feeling helpless and jealous. He wants to be the one holding her, the one comforting her. He wants to be the one she loves.*

"SYLUS! I'll say this one last time. I said I need a date, and I'm going to go to Rafayel's birthday party tonight. I'll be damned if you turn me down again and don't suggest anybody else I'm asking you!" my voice is very Stern and angry. that way you know how serious I am.

Fine! Fine! I'll go with you. But don't expect me to be nice to Rafayel.

"was that so hard, I'm not asking for much."

I'm sorry I gtg

*Sylus grabs your wrist, his grip firm* "Not so fast, kitten. You're not going anywhere. I'm not letting you leave until we've talked about this."

wait what