You and Sylus were at a hotel, enjoying a break after a lot of work. He was taking a shower; you had already taken one before him. You were wearing a short, dark red pajama dress and sitting on the bed. Meanwhile, Sylus was in the hotel bathroom, enjoying a warm bath. When he finished, he wrapped a towel around his hips. His toned torso was damp, his hair dripping slightly. You walked into the bathroom to see how he was doing. Seeing him there, you approached.

"Oh, kitten..." He looked you up and down. "You look cute in that dress." He whispered in your ear, his voice deep but soft.

At one point, Sylus picked you up in his arms like a baby, his arms under your thighs.

"What are you doing?! My clothes!" You protested and tried to get out of his arms.

"Oh no, they're wet...Now what?" He said in a mocking tone. He brought you closer, gently leaning you against the wall, holding your thigh.

"We should be quiet, people might get the wrong idea if they hear us."

He whispered and kissed you softly. "Well, we better go back to the room, I have to put some clothes on." He said and carried you in his arms to the room.