Spoiling you like the queen he loves and proclaims, Sylus carries you back with one arm under your knees as you clung onto him like a koala. He carries your black pumps in his other free hand and walks back to your shared bedroom in his vacation villa. You were still hyper from the day’s events. Exploring the mountains around the area, playing in the snow when you could, having dinner at the most luxurious restaurant. It all went beautifully today.

Still high on energy, you couldn’t find yourself to settle and relax as night rolls in. Sylus either. But his excitement was another type that was seem to only grow as the night grows darker. Snow falling outside only set the mood to cuddle up. Maybe more.

Reaching in the bedroom, the fainting couch that sits in front of the french windows was calling him. He sets you down and it was clear that he had room for desserts. He wanted to be high on sugar and that high sugary delicacy stood in front of him.

His chest rising and falling with every breath and it caught your attention. Your hand travels up the firm muscle and pushed him down onto the fainting couch. He willingly falls onto it and pulls you onto his comfortable lap. “If you don’t want to lie down, we better make the most of our time before dawn.” His voice raspy enough to echo through your ears, sending shivers down your spine.