#captain sy fanfiction

[f10werfae]

Pretty Girl

pairing: Dad!sy x Pregnant!Mom!Reader

summary: Baby Ellie has her daddy wrapped round her little finger, but so does her momma. After-all they’re his pretty girl (smut)

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“Hey pretty, c’mere and give me a kiss” Sy cooed nuzzling into his wife’s side on their bench swing in the backyard, his hands rubbing over her exposed bump which was housing their second baby. “mhm okay” She gave in ultimately giving him a soft wet kiss, having to push him away for a breath. “D-da d-da” Both their heads turning to face their 1 year old babygirl, who was settled on her play mat out in the shade.

Aika rested her head on her paws whilst on the play mat, letting baby Ellie rest her body against hers, ultimately using Aika as her backrest. The Syverson family was spending this nice summers day out on the porch, with Ellie clad in only a diaper just to keep her cool. “Yes my gorgeous girl, ya enjoyin’ bein’ out here with your momma and dada?” Sy cooed slipping off the bench and onto the mat a few feet away, Ellie was holding up her own bottle as she drank away, her other hand reaching up for Sy’s hand.

Ever since Ellie had seen the effect of the word ‘da’ on her daddy, she’s been using it ever since as a sign of a beck and call. “Da, da da” The soft curled bundle of joy tottered away from Aika’s body and wobbled her way onto her daddy’s lap. “Aren’t ya jus’ precious sweetpea, you n your mama n’ baby brother” Sy growled peppering kisses all over Ellie’s face until she started giggling and had to push his face away.

“Sy stop it and give her a chance” Y/n giggled watching, knowing damn well her babygirl loved giving out kisses too, Ellie’s lips already pouting out to land kisses on her daddy’s beard covered cheek. “mwah da” Ellie babbled happily, her curls bouncing with her, her hands on his shoulders to stabilise her standing up. “Wow babygirl, best kiss av ever gotten” Sy gasped hugging her tiny body to his immediately, carrying her onto his lap again.

“Da-da baba?” Ellie pulled away looking up with her innocent doe eyes, picking up her empty bottle up to her daddy, another small pout playing on her lips. “N' here I thought you wanted to cuddle with dada” Sy playfully scoffed settling Ellie down by Y/n, their babygirl wasting no time in cuddling on her mama’s lap, her head resting on her chest, her tiny hands feeling the baby’s kicks; her eyes twinkling watching Sy walk inside with her precious baba.

“got daddy wrapped round your lil finger baby” Y/n smiled nuzzling her head against her baby’s, pressing a big kiss on her cheek as she rocked her gently. “One baba per request” Sy said rocking back into the backyard, shaking the small lukewarm pink bottle in his hand, testing the temperature on his wrist before he handed it back to his little precious petal. “mm baba dada” She said handing it back to him.

Sy smiled picking up the tiny tot and sitting down beside his wife with Ellie laying across his lap as if she was a newborn again. His hands steadily holding the baby bottle to her lips as she suckled softly, her naturally wide eyes peering around the garden at all the different birds before settling on the baby blues of her dad. One of her hands reaching behind her for her momma and the other holding onto Sy’s hand that was holding the bottle.

“Think she’ll go down for a nap soon?” He smirked looking up to his wife, that same playful lustful loon in his eyes whenever his eye caught hers, his head leaning down to kiss and nuzzle against the side of her face like a possessive bear cub. “Oh yeah she’s your daughter Sy honey, fill her belly and she’ll be knocked out soon enough” Y/n swooned, leaning her body towards him as her hand patted down his soft stomach and body.

“See look her pretty lil eyes are already closing, must be the cool breeze helpin cool her down too” Checking her nappy was still clean, after about 15 minutes Y/n had burped and lulled her babygirl to sleep, ultimately leading her to put her down in her crib. Turning on the baby monitor and adjusting the room temperature, Y/n left the room slightly ajar as Sy and her retreated to hanging out in their shared bedroom.

“I ever tell ya how pretty you are? Especially when you’re full n’ round cus a’ me” Sy poses on the bed like a girl, his feet swinging in the air as he lay on his stomach, his hands cupping his face whilst he just stared at his wife. “Yes loverboy, you tell me at least every hour”

“That can’t be right, i’ll make sure to say it every minute then” He joked rolling onto his back, guiding her to sit on his lap, his hands immediately clasping around her body to cage her closer to him. “But seriously you are just gorgeous, jus’ how do you get even more beautiful the more life goes on” Y/n soon found herself feeling hot and bothered the more compliments and kisses she received, not to mention the subtle ass squeezes Sy had managed to squeeze in between his monologues.

“Stop it Sy please” She whined carefully tracing his brow with her thumb, trying to distract herself from looking into his eyes which were desperately trying to catch hers. “What can’t I pay my pretty mama compliments? I’m havin’ to stop myself ‘ere” Growling lightly he slightly jerked his hips up, letting her feel his hardened cock through his grey sweatpants, his torso bare. “Fuck Sy”

“I know baby m’sorry, I can’ help it, anytime I see you, smell you or hear you, the little guy gets excited n’ needs ya” Rubbing up her back soothingly under his shirt she was wearing, he felt her slowly start to shift herself back and forth on his lap, her wetness starting to leak through her thin cotton panties to create a darker stain on his pants. “Oh baby what are ya doin?”

“I need somethin Sy, seein’ ya be such a good daddy to Ellie and how you’re just so fuckin’ sexy it actually kills me” She suddenly broke out into a curse, seeing Sy basically move around the house was like porn for her, seeing him tend to the laundry and housework? She was about to bend him over if she could. Seeing him try his absolute best to lighten her load, even taking his babygirl Ellie out on his walks just so she could have some peace and quiet.

“You gonna use me baby? Get what you need momma, so fuckin’ pretty like this, my perfect angel, got my cock all swollen jus by bein you” He pushed back some of her hair away from her face, her expression furrowed as she quickened her pace knowing it wouldn’t be long before Ellie woke up again. “Y-you make me feel so good” Moving her underwear to the side she let her bare sensitive pussy rub against the fabric of his sweatpants, the head of his cock peeking out of the band as per her request.

“Hold on pretty-“ He gasped pulling down his sweatpants to his thighs, letting them feel each other’s skin as they humped against each other lovingly. Her swollen lips parted to hug around his shaft, covering his length in her slick wet juices, the lewd sounds filling the bedroom along with her whines and whimpers; the both of them being careful to not be so loud. “So soft” He would whisper out as his thumb caressed her sensitive nerve, watching her face contort whilst he stimulated her clit.

“You gonna cum for me pretty girl? Can feel it, come on baby I want it so bad” He whispered against her neck, his lips inching upwards until they reached hers. His tongue slipping into her mouth engaging it in a wet spit filled kiss, keeping her quiet. “M-m gonna come Sy” She whispered urgently feeling that band in her stomach grow tighter, with it eventually snapping once one of Sy’s paws wandered up to tug and rub at her hardened nipples. “Aww baby you did so good, m’ so prouda you pretty, makin’ yourself feel good on your man’s lap” He cooed in between grunts as he tugged at his hardened shaft to squirt ropes of cum onto her pussy.

“You proud of me” Y/n smiled hazily leaning back, massaging his cum into her pussy, her eyes peering at him as he brought her back in for a sloppy make-out session, leaving both their chins shiny with spit. “Fuckin’ best thing ta ever happen to me”

(this fic is not proofread)

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PSA: Haven’t updated in so long but i’ve honestly just been enjoying my summer🫶Hope you enjoy this Dad!sy fic

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[sillyrabbit81]

Fuse

Prompt: Sleepy & Lazy, Daddy Kink from @myaimlessuniverse (x) Thank you so much for sending the prompt in. Sorry its taken so long.

Pairing: Captain Syverson x Female Reader

Word Count: Approx. 600

Warnings: Smut, daddy kink, praise kink, probably some dd/lg vibes (I don't know! maybe!), p in v sex, Sy POV

Authors Note: Hi... Been a while... Probably not what you expected, but I swear I'm working on the Brotherhood, but I also have quite a few of these left so I thought I'd knock one out as a warm up for the smut I'm trying to write in the Brotherhood (the Brotherhood won't have daddy kink in it fyi) I'm not feeling Daddy kink like I used to and so I tried to write this a little different from what I had done before. Fingers crossed! As always I need to thank my amazing mate and reader @nashibirne , your thoughtful and honest comments are always appreciated. I also need to thank @augustsprincess for her reading and suggestions.

It was edited by me, on the fly, there will be errors

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Sy tightens his jaw and he breathes out a ragged curse through his teeth as he slips past your slick, velvet folds and into your silken heat. He watches, enthralled by the utterly carnal vision of himself disappearing inside your impossibly tight core.

“Stop,” you gasp and he peers up at you perched precariously above him. 

Your thighs tremble beneath his hands and it takes everything he has to stop himself from grabbing your hips and sliding your blossoming core all the way down his cock.

“You’re doing so well, babygirl,” he says, dropping his gaze back to the explicit view between your legs. 

You’ve only taken the tip of him inside yourself and already he feels that tingle brewing in the base of his spine. He’s waited so long for you, longer than he ever thought he’d wait for anyone and he could barely stand it.

“Just a little more, I know you can do it.”

“Daddy,” you whimper. “You’re too big.”

He groans as sweat breaks out over his forehead. “Fuck, baby. You’re killin’ me here.”

“I’m sorry, Daddy,” you say, in a voice that quivers as much as your pouty bottom lip.

Sy’s heart breaks and he sits up drawing you to his chest. “Hush. You did so good for me baby. Daddy’s proud of you for tryin’.” 

With the tip of his cock still trapped within your snug pussy, he rocks you slowly, murmuring his sweet praise in your ear as he strokes your hair. His thumb caresses your cheek and he smiles when he feels your soft lips against his pad. His cock pulses inside of you as your plush tongue curls around him and you begin to suck. It doesn’t take long for him to feel your quivering body relax against him. He closes his eyes, content as he feels you hum happily within his arms.

He doesn’t really notice at first, he thinks the soft warmth enveloping his cock must be his imagination. Then he hears you moan.

“Babygirl?” he murmurs, softly.

“Hmm?”

He looks at your pretty head resting on his shoulder. You look almost asleep, your eyes seem to have trouble focussing and you’re still sucking hard on his thumb. But then you sigh and nuzzle into his neck while you roll your hips and there’s no doubt about it, you’re slowly sinking lower onto his cock.

“That’s my girl,” he growls into your ear. “That my good fuckin’ girl.”

Sy clenches his jaw to keep himself in check, each moment you rock your hips and take more of him into you is the most exquisite torture he’s ever had. 

“Am I doing good, Daddy?” you ask, hesitantly, dropping his thumb from your mouth.

He’s trembling as much as you were earlier. He has no idea how you can’t see how much you’re affecting him, that you can’t see that in this moment he’d give you everything, anything, just for a little bit more of your sweet pussy.

“So good baby,” he groans. “But don’t stop, Daddy needs more.”

He has to lay down, he has to see his thickness stretch you open. He holds your hips firmly, keeping you in place as he falls back to the bed. His mouth falls open as he watches the last of his cock vanish and your bodies completely fuse. 

He can’t hold it back, that orgasm that threatened from the start tore through his spine and his hips bucked up from the mattress. His eyes force themselves shut as hot pulses surge through him and even though he can’t see anymore, the image of your bodies finally together is burned into his psyche.

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[gummydummy19]

Him looking down like that does things to me….

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[imyourbratzdoll]

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[astheskycries]

Soft Side

This is a sweet little story for my dear friend @cavillsthighs ! I'm so so so sorry this is late, but I really hope you enjoy this sweet little story.

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It was oddly quiet when you entered the small house, kicking off your shoes and listening for Sy's telltale music he plays when working on his latest project. The house you both bought was a bit of a fixer upper, but you knew when you laid eyes on it that it would be perfect, Sy immediately taking a liking to having projects to occupy him when he's home. Lately it's been finishing a task at a time, and he had spent the entire week talking about finally finishing the master bedroom and his plans for the next job.

Sighing to yourself, you toe your shoes off and head to the spare room you had been sleeping in while the master was in disarray, wanting nothing more than to change into comfortable clothes and relax on the couch. You were admittedly a bit disappointed, having been looking forward to spending the rest of the day with your captain, but the thought immediately goes out the window when you see the obvious lack of clothing in the opened wardrobe. You frown and turn to check somewhere before hearing a crash and Sy's gruff voice cursing.

"Sy? Is everything ok?" Your brows furrow as you turn the corner, immediately having to bite back a laugh as you see him shaking a foot next to the end table that you moved that morning, but the sight of him juggling a large bouquet of peonies and an extra-large pizza box from your favorite local shop. "Aww..."

He grumbles a bit, a tint of pink teasing his cheeks from above his beard. "You weren't supposed to be home yet..." He sets the pizza on the counter, wrapping an arm around you and kissing you softly. "Happy birthday little one."

You blush, smiling shyly as you accept the peonies. "You're too sweet," You kiss his cheek, smiling as you put them in a vase. "Were you trying to surprise me, captain?"

Sy grumbles a bit at your teasing, chest puffing a bit as he crosses his arms, following your every move with his eyes. "Don't rub it in, I was tryin' to spoil my girl." He wraps his arms around you from behind, kissing your neck. "Why don't you take a nice hot bath, get in your pjs, and we can open some beers and watch your movies... As a start," You feel his grin against your skin.

You hum, relaxing against his strong chest. "Thought you hated them?"

"I do," He kisses across your shoulder, letting his beard tease you. "But I love seein' my girl happy more."

"So the captain really <i>does</i> have a soft side..." You can't help but grin, turning in his arms to hold him close. "That sounds perfect... Thank you."

"Just for you." He grins, kissing you deeply as his large hand squeezes your rear. "Get dressed, baby. It's gonna be a long night, you won't be able to move once I'm through with you."

You flush a bit, shaking your head as you head towards the stairs and feeling his gaze on you. "You just want to stare at my ass."

"'Course I do," He smirks when you blindly flick him off, still focused on the sway of your hips. "The rest is a bonus."

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[samaraj]

Title - Ride you

Pairing - Sy x reader

Warnings - smut

Story - Sy wants reader to practice driving a stick shift. Reader wants to ride him instead.

“Sy are you sure?” You glanced at your fiancée who was sitting in the passenger side of the truck, dangling the keys out to you with a cheeky grin on his face. “Remind me again why I have to drive a stick shift?”

“Because my truck will be our second vehicle and I don’t trust that car of yours”.

“Sy!”

“Baby you got to learn. What if I’m deployed and that heap of shit you drive doesn’t start again?”

“Why do you hate my car so much?” You rolled your eyes as you started the ignition. “It’s a classic”.

“A classic heap of shit”. Sy laughed as you punched his arm. “Ok, ok .. just drive woman!”

“I hate this..” You grumbled as you crunched the gears. “I prefer my automatic”.

“You’ll thank me later”.

“Why am I driving out here in the bloody paddock?” You groaned as you drove along on the bumpy dirt road.

“It’s a dirt road that leads to a paddock”. Sy laughed.

“Same thing”. You rolled your eyes.

“Because I can’t trust you on the road yet”.

“Hmmmm”. You huffed and glanced at Sy as he put on his sunglasses. You smirked and decided to see how far you could push him. When he looked away you quickly moved your knee length dress up to your thighs then continued driving. “Sy baby?”

“Yeah? Sy looked at you then immediately glanced at your bare legs.

“It’s hot isn’t it? Can you turn up the air?” You kept your focus on the road but you knew that your dress was sitting just short of your lace boy brief panties.

“Oh yeah sure thing Sugar” Sy stammered as he fidgeting with the air conditioning.

You smirked when you noticed Sy adjusting his crutch discreetly. The captain was a big strong guy, but you were his one and only weakness. After leaning back in his seat and shifting a few times he huffed before placing his big hand on your upper thigh.

“Doing well Sugar”.

“I have a good teacher”. You chewed on your bottom lip as you slowed the truck down and parked to the side of the road. Sy glanced at you and raised his eyebrow.

“Something wrong baby girl?”

“I’m getting tired of driving Sy”. You turned to him slowly, your eyes on his huge bulge. “It’s so boring .. I feel like riding something instead”.

Sy licked his lips before unbuckling his seatbelt then leaning across to do the same to yours. His hand rubbed up and down your thigh.

“You wanna be my naughty girl huh Sugar?”

“You like that don’t you?”

“Fucking love it”. Sy leaned forward and sucked on your bottom lip before kissing you passionately. “Wanna take this in the back?”

“Thought you’d never ask Captain”. You winked at him before opening your door and getting out of the truck. You watched as Sy leaned across to push the seat forward before getting out himself. You grinned as you slid your underwear off and tossed them at him. “Get in Sy and no pants”.

“Bossy”. Sy rolled his eyes before unzipping his jeans and pushing them down along with his boxers. He grinned at you and slapped his thigh, his cock erect against his stomach. “Come ride me Sugar”.

You got in and crawled onto his lap as he pulled your skirt up. You sat on his thighs as he sucked on two fingers before easing them in between your folds.

“So wet for me already”. Sy rubbed his fingers over your clit before sliding them in. Immediately you moaned and rocked on his hand. “Look at you riding my fingers .. you want it bad don’t you love?”

You moaned louder and moved to fist his cock. You kept your eyes on his as you leaned closer and spat on your hand to lubricate him.

“Jesus”. Sy closed his eyes as you pumped his cock while his fingers moved inside you. “Tell me you can take me. I need to fuck you”.

“I’m ready”.

Sy withdrew his fingers and lined his cock up at your entrance. He groaned as you pushed your hips down to engulf him inch by inch.

“You’re so big”. You groaned feeling Sy stretch your walls. “Gimme a minute”.

“You can take me”. Sy rubbed your clit in circles. “Tight little pussy”.

Once he was embedded deep within you, you started to move and Sy moaned out loud. His hands moved to your ass then you felt a slap against your bare skin.

“That’s it .. fuck me good”.

You threw your head back as the truck started to rock. Sy pushed your t shirt up and you felt the cool breeze on your bare skin as he pulled your bra cups down and exposed your breasts. You knew how much Sy loved them as they were big and natural. He leaned forward to suck on one of your nipples as his fingers rolled the other one. Then he leaned back as his eyes watched your bouncing breasts then in between your legs.

“That’s it .. ride me hard like that. Make those tits bounce”. Sy moaned.

You loved how dirty he got during sex. It turned you on and he knew it.

“Like this?” You rode him harder and cupped your breasts in both hands.

“Fuck yeah .. like my own private porno”. Sy pushed his hips up to meet your thrusts. You cried out as he hit your cervix. He was so deep inside you that you swore you saw stars. Your hands gripped his t shirt hem as you tugged it up to reveal his rock hard abs. Instantly your hands moved to his chest as you lent against him for leverage.

“Fuck you’re riding me so well Sugar”. Sy groaned. “Gotta sit back and enjoy the show now .. your old man can’t keep up with you”.

You smirked as you continued to ride him hard. Your thighs burned, sweat glistened on your skin and all you could hear were squelching sounds coming from between your legs. You lent back slightly, letting Sy get the best view of your body. He was muttering profanities, clearly enjoying what you were doing.

Sy licked his fingers then twisted your nipples. He knew you were super sensitive there and it usually bought on your orgasm. You felt the tingle in your toes as he repeated the action.

“I’m going to cum”. You moaned.

“Yeah? Gonna cum on this big cock?” Sy watched between your legs. “Fuck .. how the hell do you take me?” His hand moved to your lower abdomen. “I’m in here. Oh fuck”.

“Sy”. You moaned as your stomach started to coil. “Oh god I feel it”.

“Come on Sugar. Give it to me”.

You screamed his name as the most earth shattering orgasm hit you hard. Your body jerked in spasms as Sy continued to move you up and down on his cock.

“Shit”. Sy muttered. “Can feel you gripping me .. fuck I’m gonna cum. Lean forward”.

You were tired and your body was limp and well spent as you lay against Sy’s chest. He moved you up and down on his cock quickly while muttering filth into your ear.

“Just a bit more. Need this pussy a bit more”.

“Cum Sy”. You were so tired and your pussy started to ache. He was a big guy and you knew you wouldn’t be able to walk tomorrow. All you could do was lay against him as he used your pussy as a fuck toy to reach his peak. It was always this way with Sy. He seemed to last forever.

“Sy”. You moaned. “Cum baby”.

“Close .. fuck so close”. Sy was grunting loudly as he pushed his hips up and down at a rapid pace while you lay limp against his chest. “Just a bit longer. Fuck your pussy is so good baby”.

You were tired as hell and your bull of a fiancée had a lot more in him, so you decided to play dirty in a bid to soothe your battered pussy.

“Please.. please Daddy ..”

“Fucking hell!” Sy faltered in his movements before snapping his hips again. “Keep talking .. keep saying that”.

“Need you to fill up my little pussy”. You sucked on his neck. “Your big cock is fucking me so well Daddy”.

“Lean back”. Sy grabbed hold of your waist as he bucked up into you. You knew he was watching your big breasts bounce around so you grabbed hold of them and moaned. “Daddy! Fuck me like that Daddy!”

“Yeah? Fucking tell me!”

“Look”. You leant back grabbing the seat behind you as you moved off your knees and spread your legs wide. You knew him well and this was by far his biggest turn on. “Look how big your cock is and how tiny my pussy is”. You gyrated your hips as he slowed his movements to watch you. You could feel him twitch. He was so close.

“Do you like that Daddy? You like stretching this little pussy?”

“Fuck yeah”. Sy grabbed at your knees, pushing them wider apart. “Jesus I’m close”.

You sat up slightly as his hands moved to your waist and he started using your body again.

“Cum Daddy”. You grabbed at one of his hands and moved it towards your face. Your mouth opened as you sucked on two of his fingers. “Pussy is getting sore Daddy. Need your cum”.

“Jesus fucking Christ!” Sy grabbed your waist hard as he released inside you. He was never a one shot kind of guy, instead he always came in a series of bursts. So you moved your legs wider across his lap, opening yourself up to him as he moaned. “Fuck that’s it. Take it”. His hand drifted between your legs as some of his cum started to drip out. He rubbed it all over your clit before moving his fingers back to your mouth to suck clean. The minute your lips parted he groaned loudly as he finished emptying his load inside you.

“Naughty girl calling me that. You know what that does to me”. Sy panted as he lay back against the seat. He was all sweaty and the truck smelt like sex.

“I had to get you to cum”. You kissed his lips. “I was getting sore”.

“Did I hurt ya?” Sy looked up quickly, his eyes looking over your body.

“No but you’re a big boy Sy”. You got up on your knees as he eased himself out of you. He saw you whimper and he looked concerned. “Don’t think I’ll ever get used to your big dick”.

Sy ran his hands over your stomach and hips. You could almost read his mind. He was into aftercare and although he never liked to hurt you, he knew that he was well endowed and anything rough left you a bit sore.

“Lay back baby”. Sy made you lay down as he pulled off his t shirt and slipped it under your ass. Gently he wiped you clean then bent forward to kiss your stomach. “Gotta reward you now love. You just lie there while I take care of ya”.

“Sy”.

“Let me make your pussy feel better baby”.

Before you could react his mouth was between your legs seeking out your clit. He gave it a good long suck and you moaned. Unlike other men before him, Sy had no issue with tasting himself between your legs. It was something that turned you on.

“Sy oh god Sy!”

Soon you were moaning, your hands grasping Sy’s hair as your walls clenched. His mouth had latched on to your sensitive clit while one of his fingers pumped into you. As you came down from your high you noticed Sy hovering between your legs and wiping his mouth with the back of his hand.

“You good?”

“Yeah .. fuck that was hot Sy”.

“Best car ride I’ve had Sugar”

“So you think I’m ok at driving your stick shift?”

“Your mean riding it?” Sy grinned at you. “The best baby”.

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[backpackgoldfish]

Without You

summary: Bucky has a hard time moving on from his wife. 

pairing: Bucky x Wife!reader You can imagine anyone I just like imagining Bucky or Captain Sy

warnings: death, suicide, drinking

“I haven’t been here before, have you?” His date asks him as they sit across the table from each other. He looks at her and tries to hide his disappointment. He’s not ready to be doing this yet but his friend talked him into it, said he needed to get back out there again because she’s not coming back. 

“Yeah, it’s a favorite of mine.” He leaves out that it was actually a favorite of theirs, (him and his wife), he used to take her here most Sunday afternoons, they would sit towards the back and just enjoy each other’s company. She always ordered the same thing; well, she’d always have him order the same thing for her.

Looking at the woman across from him he wishes more than anything it could be his wife there instead. He just wants to talk to her like he used to. They always had the best conversations, even when they weren’t talking about anything in particular. But now when he texts she doesn’t answer, and when he calls he goes straight to voicemail, at least then he gets to hear her voice. Hey, this is Y/N; sorry I can’t talk right now, but leave a message and I’ll get back to you as soon as I can. He’s listened to her voicemail so many times just to hear her, she sounds so sweet and joyful, exactly like how she’s always been.

He'd give anything to have her back. He doesn’t want someone new; he just wants her. But he can’t have her anymore, there can be no fighting for their relationship or begging her to come back to him. She’s gone. Out of his life for good. She was the love of his life, his everything, he thought one day she would be the mother of his children, but apparently not. You can’t control fate, and even though he begged and pleaded and prayed for her to stay she just couldn’t.

He thinks of their wedding day, she was so beautiful that day, not that she wasn’t every other day as well, but she had a glow about her and a smile that was unforgettable, they were both so happy, he’d love to go back in time and relive that day just once. Everything was perfect then and she was still by his side.

He doesn’t know if he says a word the entire date, just trying to get through it as best he can. But she seems to have had a great time and after he drives her home, he walks her up to her door. She looks at him expectantly and he can tell what she’s waiting for, she gives up on waiting for him and leans in, but he pulls back, “Sorry, I- I’m actually married.” She scoffs as she shoves him back a little, calling him a rude name and rushing into her house, slamming the door behind her.

He drives home to a silent house. Nothing but a bottle of whiskey calling his name. He takes off his shoes at the door a habit picked up after being yelled at a number of times for forgetting to. He goes upstairs finding the safe, he opens it and pulls out what he needs before heading back down to the kitchen to locate that bottle of whiskey.

He sits down on the couch setting everything down on the coffee table in front of him. He picks up the picture frame from the table. He stares at the picture of him and his wife, it was taken just a couple of years before now, they were just engaged at the time, they had taken a weekend trip out of town. She wanted to take pictures of him with the sunset. She always loved taking pictures of him, it was one of her favorite things even though he hated it. He insisted she had to be in it too. He wrapped his arm around her waist, pulled her close, then kissed her as the camera’s timer ended and took the picture. It was her favorite picture of them. She always said it showed how much they loved each other. He wants to show her how much he loves her now; he didn’t mean to take her for granted. And if he were given another chance, he would never do it again.

He takes a drink and sets the now half empty bottle back down. Her dog, that she left behind along with him, comes and lays on his feet. “I know bud, I miss her too.” He says heartbroken, to the dog, patting its head before pulling a pack of cigarettes from his pocket. He places one between his lips then lights it. He inhales the smoke just once then sighs as he lets it out. “She always hated when I smoked.” He says out loud, shaking his head as he puts out the cigarette.

“I don’t think I can do this without her.” he doesn’t know if he’s talking to himself or the dog, but it doesn’t really matter. He grabs his phone off the coffee table, sitting back, he dials her number. Holding the phone to his ear he listens closely as it goes straight to her voicemail once again.

“Hey, this is Y/N; sorry I can’t talk right now, but leave a message and I’ll get back to you as soon as I can.”

“I’ll be there soon, sweetheart.” He whispers the last words he had said to her over the phone that night. He didn’t think they’d be the last or that he’d come home to find his wife collapsed in the kitchen with dinner burning on the stove. He never got the chance to say goodbye. By the time he got her to the hospital she was already gone. He knows they told him the cause, but he doesn’t remember, too dazed at the time to understand what the doctors were saying.

Pressing the cold metal of the barrel to his temple he mutters the words again, “I’ll be there soon, sweetheart. I promise.”

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Thank you so much for reading! This is my first post so I'm really nervous about how it turned out. I've been writing for a little while and I haven't written much that I like and even though this one isn't super long or well written I really like it and I hope you guys do too! Thank you so much again! Please let me know what you guys think🥰

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[doll-r-t]

My Baby Bear

-> soft smut, sub!sy, suckling on breast

They say the right person fits like a Puzzle piece

-> Sy thinking about how you fit him so well

Henry's Characters with a reader with chronic pain

-> Napolion, August, Syverson, Sherlock, Geralt, Walter, Henry

We Did It

-> The disabled reader gets her disability pass after a long time fighting for recognition

Butterflies in your stomach (NEW)

->Autistic reader

Weird Position to Relax in (NEW)

-> Autistic/ADHD reader. Sy and you moved in together and he notices you relax in weird positions that cannot be comfortable but he finds it so endearing

Syverson's Proposal

->Pure fluff and wholesomeness

Syverson helps you through your Migraine (NEW)

->Disabled reader

How does Syverson court you? (NEW)

-> Just fluff

A Free Dinner (NEW)

-> Sy and you are good friends. After his last deployment you take him out for dinner and you two fake a proposal that turns into a love confession

A cold tent but a warm Captain: Part 1 

-> You go on a camping trip with your friend group. You are nervous as Syverson is there a guy you like. You two are the only single ones in the friend group

Things that Syverson does that drives you crazy 

-> contains SFW and NSFW clearly marked tho

Things you do that drive the Captain crazy 

-> contains SFW and NSFW elements, clearly marked tho

Syverson vs Your Period

-> Syverson takes care of you, you suffer from extreme pain. ( can be read as Premenstrual dysphoric disorder (PMDD) is a more serious form of premenstrual syndrome (PMS). I have this and basing it off this.)

My Syverson look alike

->Different pictures of Sy look-alikes I put together

Imagine holding hands with Sy: Different typ of situations you hold Sy’s hand , Part 2, 

-> Just fluff with pictures (but inclusive of race (at least I tried my best to do so)), one section refers to loosing virginity to each other

Syverson being attracted to your innocence

-> Smut headcanons

Being Highschool sweethearts with Sy

-> Just fluff and different looks into dating Sy in High School (Tried to make it inclusive of race)

Syerson being in love with a soft woman 

-> Just fluff headcanons about Sy dating a soft woman

Being Syverson’s Trophy Wife

-> Smutty

Syverson Helping you with your ED

->You have an eating disorder and Sy is supportive

My Sweet Peach 

TW: SMUT and Sy being Sy

Soft Sleepy Baby

->You struggle with sleep and have a specific routine but it makes you ashamed and it causes a fight between you and Sy. Resulting in you telling the truth about what is going on

TW: some angst, fluff, reader struggling to sleep

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[funfickgirl22]

I have finished this book in one evening. Logan reminds me Sy. if you like reading romance with a bit of smut, this book is for you.

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[missacidburn928]

Now on ao3...

I've got to feel, how it feels, to be loved by you…

Alpha!Captain Syverson x Omega!POC!Reader "Sunny"

No matter the circumstances, love finds a way. It’s up to you to accept them.

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[sapph--ire]

I am alive, I’ve just been busy. Signals Lost is finished, I just need to edit and upload the remaining gazillion chapters…so many chapters!! 💕

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[f10werfae]

Daddy’s Princess Fairy

pairing: Husband!Dad!Sy x Wife!Mom!Reader

summary: Sy comes home to his newborn babygirl and wife after his last ever deployment, and he’s desperate to meet his tiny twin, and get into his wife’s panties (Dilf Sy) likes, comments and reblogs are appreciated🫶

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“Daddy’s nearly home booboo, he’ll be out here any second now” Y/n cooed bouncing her baby girl in her arms, the two month old softly snuggled against her mama, the both of them waiting at the entrance of the military base along with the other families. Her eyes tracing each body that left the aircraft, her breath hitching when she saw her big hunk of a man step out, his head shaven but his beard grown rough and long. God he looked filthy but so sexy.

Biting her lip she saw him take off his dark sunglasses as he scanned the crowd carefully, his lips pulling into a smirk once he saw his baby momma waiting at the back, away from the crowd; holding his baby girl. Practically skipping all the steps he threw his bag to the ground, his built arms bringing his wife and newborn into his arms, this was his first time home since that night their daughter was conceived. That one special night by the fireplace.

“Fuck pumpkin, missed ya n’ your sweet self s’much” He grumbled inhaling her scent deeply as he grazed his nose up and down her cheek, his other hand cupping his daughter’s head, this would be the first time he would see her in person. “And this- this is Penelope, Penelope Syverson” Y/n giggled holding up Penelope up to Sy, and even he could see she already was his twin, the same grouchy look already.

“She’s stinkin’ adorable, i’d say jus’ like her momma but i’m seein’ frowns on her already” Sy chuckled seeing his babygirl whimper and wiggle, leading Y/n to place the tiny babe into his arms, and just the mere size difference between the father and daughter was enough to make a witch’s heart melt. “She missed you, anytime you wasn’t on the phone she’d cry and whimper until I played your voicemail” Y/n explained tucking Penelope’s bib a bit more, seeing how she was drooling onto her daddy’s arm.

“Awk babygirl you break ma heart, m’not leavin’ again, I can’t do it- that’s me done” Sy chuckled bending down and kissing her forehead, breathing out a sigh of relief, he was finally discharged and able to start the rest of his life. “Damn right you aren’t leavin’, we still need to give our bubby a brother” Giggling Y/n latched herself onto his arm, the happy family walking towards the pickup truck waiting for them; Y/n watched on as Sy carefully put his pride and joy into her carseat, pouting up at Y/n when he realised Penelope wouldn’t let go of his finger.

“Babe, jus pull your finger out come on” Y/n laughed as he shook his head, “no can do sugar, don’t want my babygirl thinkin’ am leavin’ her again, can’t be her first heartbreak”

“If ya let go i’ll give ya some of your treat when we get home, after I put Pen down for her nap” It hadn’t even been two seconds but Sy carefully pulled his finger out, kissed his baby bye bye, and jogged over to the driver’s side of the pickup truck. “Now ya gotta keep your promise, wait- are you even okay down ‘er” Sy questioned looking concerned down at her crotch, he knew how hard the healing process was for his wife, needing stitches and medication. It honestly broke his heart that she had to go through it alone, but she was strong and independent, just his typa woman.

“Yup! Doctor gave me the green light a while ago, jus wanted to surprise ya for when you got home, Captain Syverson” Y/n winked grabbing a handful of his thigh tightly, his eyes widening and smacking her hand off, “Jesus woman didn’t ya read the sticker on the car? There’s a baby on board” He joked intertwining their hands and kissing her knuckles, leaning forward and pressing a heated kiss to her lips, his beard scratching her face in the best way possible. His tongue venturing out to lick over hers, tasting his favourite watermelon lipbalm causing him to groan into their kiss.

“Forgot how much I missed these luscious lips of yours” He growled pulling away, kissing her lips once more before sitting back in his seat to look at her, his wife. “Yeah? What else did ya miss” She giggled leaning over and pulling him back towards her, both her hands holding onto his as she looked up at him, her fingers then playing mindlessly with the wedding ring on the chain around his neck.

“These other lips down ‘ere” Laughing his hands smoothed up her thighs, settling under her dress, right on top of her panties waistband; he could already feel that it was those cotton white ones that he had a thing for. She just knows him so well. “No you didn’t”

“I did” She winked pulling up her skirt enough to show the start of the soft cotton pants, pulling the skirt down fast enough once his fingers tried their way up again. “Nuh uh mister, only when the angel is bed do we get to play” She scolded turning the ignition on for him, watching as he scoffed and turned his attention to the road

-

“Alright princess fairy queen, ah need ya to get to sleep pronto” Sy whispered into his baby’s tiny ears, the tiny tot sleeping on his bare chest, her head nestled comfortably on the curls on his chest. Her tiny fist clutched peacefully as tiny gurgles and coos came out every time she hiccuped or moved. “Princess fairy queen? Really Sy?” He heard his wife ask from the nursery door, clad in her white silk robe, very clearly not wearing anything underneath.

“I need my little girl to know she’s the best of ‘em all, n’ that means callin’ her every nickname on God’s Earth so she knows how much ah love her” Looking down at his tiny tot, he felt the need to lean down and nuzzle his nose with hers, pulling away instantly when he heard a toot. A fart.

“Now was that from me or you?” Sy frowned holding her up to face him, her tiny eyes clearly shocked, her own farts had woken her up just from how loud it was; “Tell ya what bubby, you’re definitely your daddy’s daughter”

“Yeah there’s now way that loud thing came outta this tiny precious sugar cube” Sy questioned seeing the tired girl had gone to sleep in his arms again, thankfully for Sy’s sake she didn’t need changed, well not yet anyway.

It finally seemed like baby Penelope finally got the memo when she finally stayed asleep in her bassinet, after 20 minutes of him just whispering pointless happy memories of him and her momma, many soft baby back rubs and head scratches and of course with her binky in place. Princess Penelope was down for her nap. Now Sy could have his wife, any way he darn wanted.

“Momma, you spoil me too much” Walking into their shared bedroom Sy saw his wife, her robe untied as she laid on the bed waiting for him, a chocolate covered strawberry already in her mouth as she winked at him, her legs spread open showing off her glistening folds; she needed him as much as he needed her.

“Irish twins?” Y/n asked plucking the strawberry from her mouth, licking its juices from her lips as she quirked up a brow; Sy doing nothing but growl and rush to get rid of his white t-shirt and cargo pants. “I’d give ya irish triplets if it were possible” He snarked climbing on top of her, his body hovering over hers as he bit into the strawberry that was back in between her lips, his teeth squeezing the juice down the valley of her tits. His delicious welcome home treat, just for him to enjoy.

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PSA:Hope you all enjoy this bit of Daddy Sy 😗

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[sillyrabbit81]

Curious

Prompt: Possessive & Rough, Mutual Masturbation from @martha-oi (x) Thank you!

Pairing: Captain Syverson x Female Reader

Word Count: Approx. 3.1k

Warnings: Smut, masturbation (m & f), fingering, thigh riding, pearl necklace... or pearl jewellery, I don't know, it is what it is, descriptions of body fluids, rough kissing and touching.

Authors Note: As always I need to thank my amazing mate and reader @nashibirne , your thoughtful and honest comments are always appreciated.

If this feels a bit rushed, thats because it is. I'm supposed to keep these around 500 words, but you know... Its Sy, I love him. I'm sorry, I hope its enjoyable anyway.

I'm sorry, but I barely had time to read over it, it was edited by me, on the fly there will be errors

Dividers by me.

Masterlist

Celebration Masterlist

The normally quiet Camp was full of men shouting insults, off-key singing and dirty r’n’b lyrics. Part of you wanted to join them, but you thought it wouldn’t be appropriate. Not only because you were the only woman on base, it was also because you were a journalist, and you knew that despite having access to all areas of the base and free reign to follow the team on any and all operations, in the end, you weren’t one of them.

Still, you are curious, it is in your nature. So you sneak down the hall and peek into the raucous room. The sight that greets you makes you smile. The men are dancing like no one was watching, a bottle of something being passed between them, glow sticks stuck in helmets or held in their hands like microphones that two or three of them sang into. 

You watch a few moments, taking note of the differences in the faces and body language. You had been embedded with them for a month, seen them laughing and joking, but this is the first moment that you truly saw no lines of worry on their faces and no tightness in their shoulders.

A small glimmer of jealousy ripples through you. It isn’t that you resented the guys having a good time and relieving some stress, it is more the fact that you had no such outlet. You are the outsider here, the ODA was a tight unit that you would never be a part of. However, you would be leaving in a few days, back to the comforts of home, while these men would still be here for months, you know you shouldn’t begrudge them these rare moments of levity.

Sighing, you back away, leaving the men to their fun. You barely take three steps and you walk into what feels like a brick wall.

Two large and strong hands gripped your shoulders and stopped you from falling on your face. They turn you around quickly and you’re face to face with the Captain.

He stares into your eyes, studying you and you can almost see the calculations and assumptions he’s making. His fingers dig into the flesh of your upper arms, his grip is firm but not tight, still you don’t think you would be able to pull away if he didn’t allow you to.

Without breaking eye contact, he nods in the direction of the room. “You joinin’ the party?”

You shake your head. “I was just leaving.”

He lets you go. “Good. My guys need to blow off some steam. Can’t do that when they’re worried ‘bout slipping up and sayin’ shit that’ll end up splashed all over the papers.”

You roll your eyes. 

He lets out a grunt that is half amused and half annoyed. “You better get outta here ‘fore they notice you.”

“Have you forgotten that I don’t answer to you?”

“Have you forgotten that I don’t give a shit?” 

You open your mouth to retort but he gives you a curt nod and turns, swaggering down the hallway like he was John Wayne or something. You watch him walk away and not for the first take a moment to enjoy the view. He may be a bit of a prick to you sometimes, but the sight of his tight ass and thick thighs straining his camo pants and broad shoulders stretching his t-shirt, sure make forgiving him a hell of a lot easier.

Abruptly, he pauses at the door to his room and looks over his shoulder at you. “You comin’ or what?”

Heat floods your cheeks as you see him smirk at catching you staring at him. It’s also not the first time you’ve been caught checking him out. To be fair though, you’re fairly certain you’ve seen his eyes linger a little too long on your breasts before. You never called him out on it though, in fact, you kind of liked it.

You lift your chin and clear your throat before asking, “Where we going?”

His smirk grows. “To blow off some steam of our own.” He doesn’t wait for a reply before he goes into his room.

“Cocky bastard,” you mutter. You follow him, your curiosity getting the better of you once again.

He’s standing next to his bed, a similar bottle to the one the men had in one hand and two glass tumblers in the other.

“Close the door,” he says, that smug grin still on his face. He places both glasses on his desk and starts to pour.

You warily close the door and your skin prickles and a restlessness starts to build in your joints. You look around the room, trying to appear calm so Sy doesn’t notice your agitation.

“Is this how you normally blow off steam?” you ask. “Drinking alone?”

“Honest answer?” he asks, handing you a glass.

You raise your eyebrow at the amount he poured. Jesus that much would knock you on the floor. He sits on his bed, backing himself into a corner so his back leans against the wall and takes a sip of his drink.

“Off the record?”

You roll your eyes and follow him to his bed, mirroring his position on the opposite end and raise the glass to your lips.

“I usually drink with the guys for a bit then come in here and jerk off,” he says so deadpan that you gasp, causing you to inhale a not too insignificant amount of liquor.

You cough hard, tears coming to your eyes as you try and catch your breath. Sy’s large hand thumps you between your shoulder blades, then starts to rub your back.

“Shit, for a minute there I thought you were being serious,” you rasp out when it doesn’t feel like every breath burns your trachea.

“What makes you think I’m not?” he asks just as seriously as before and just as deadpan. 

He’s close enough that you can feel his warm breath on your cheek. The hand that was on your back is now on your shoulder, the tips of his fingers caressing the back of your neck.

You turn to look at him to gauge his seriousness. His blue eyes sparkle with their usual amount of mischief, but instead of the accompanying grin, the tip of his tongue peeks out from between his lips. It disappears into his mouth followed swiftly by his lower lip which he sucks on briefly then he drags his teeth over it before it returns to its rightful position.

You turn away quickly, your breath comes in hard. God, what would that look like? It’s not like you hadn’t been curious. You’d never seen a man do that before, not in real life anyway.

Equally as hard as your breath is the hand that wraps itself around the nape of your neck, the fingers working deep into the muscles.

“I have to go,” you say.

You stand quickly. Too quickly. The ground spins around you as waver and you throw an arm out to steady yourself with Sy’s shoulder. 

He stands with you, his hands firmly on your waist as he draws you close. 

“You don’t have to go anywhere,” he says roughly. He lifts your chin making you look into his eyes that burned with a fire that rivalled the one growing between your legs. “Stay here. With me. No one’ll notice, not tonight.”

He was so close, his warm breath tickles your lips and smells like mint and alcohol. You inhale deeply through your nose and smell soap, barely a trace of the usual hint of sweat. You study his features, something is different, there’s none of the usual traces of dirt or sand. You look down at his shirt, it’s clean.

Holy shit.

“You planned this?” you say. It’s part question, part accusation.

For the first time this evening he hesitates, his eyes dart away and licks at his lips. 

“So what if I did?” he says eventually, bringing his gaze back to yours.

“I’d say you were one sneaky and presumptive bastard.” 

“Sugar, you say the sweetest things,” he chuckles.

Scowling, you try to look away but he holds your jaw firm and walks you backwards until you hit the wall.

“Don’t fuck with me li’l girl,” Sy says in a voice as rough and jagged as gravel. “I’ve seen you watchin’ me, eye-fucking me, pressing my fucking buttons. You knew what was gonna happen when you walked in that door tonight, don’t pretend otherwise.”

“Maybe I just like riling you up,” you say, pushing your hips into his. “Maybe I like knowing that when you blow off steam, you’re thinking of me.”

“Now who’s bein’ presumptive?” Sy grins.

“I’m not wrong though. Am I?” It’s a stab in the dark really, but as you slowly sway your hips, and brush against the front of his pants Sy clenches his jaw. 

“Not one bit,” he admits through his gritted teeth.

“Show me then,” you say.

Sy’s brows draw together and he leans his head back. “Show you what?”

You reach between Sy’s legs, palming him gently until you find him. You cage his cock with your fingers and press against his semi-rigid length with the heel of your hand.

“Show me how you blow off steam, Sy.”

“You fucking with me?” he asks, cocking his head.

You shake your head. “Not one bit.”

“You wanna watch me jerk off?”

“Uh huh. You’ve made me curious.” You press your hand against him again and you grin when you feel how much quickly he’s thickening in his pants. “Seems you like that idea too.”

He groans and leans into you, rubbing himself against your hand. Then your eyes widen as he reaches between your legs. Your breath leaves your lungs in a rush as his palm presses directly over your clit.

“I was thinkin’ more along the lines of us blowin’ off steam together,” he says, resting his forehead against yours, your noses touching, your lips a hair's breadth away from his.

“We can,” you say softly, your lips so close to his that your lower brushes the whiskers on his chin, “I’ll let you watch me, if I can watch you.”

Sy’s chest works hard as he thinks it over. He takes half a step back and runs his eyes over you, then closes the distance again.

“Okay,” he says, “but I want to see everythin’, no clothes on, no hiding.”

You slip out from between Sy and the wall. He says nothing, but he follows you as you back away until your legs hit the edge of his bed. Although your heart is working overtime and you can feel its pulse everywhere, its strongest between your legs. You want this, want to see the man in front of you on equal footing with you for once. No more of this power play between you, he’d be as vulnerable as you are.

Without overthinking it, you lift your shirt over your head and stare at Sy as you reach behind your back and unclasp your bra.

Sy curses and starts to toe off his boots while pulling his shirt off. It was a race to the finish, and it wasn’t long until you’re both standing naked in front of each other. Sy’s eyes are wild as he takes you all in and his hands work into fists at his sides. You take the time to look at him too from the vast expanse of his chest and the thickness of his shoulders and arm to the way his body tapers to his waist. Your cheeks burn as your gaze drop lower and see his cock, thick, smooth and so fucking hard.

Sy moves, taking your jaw in his hand he kisses you, his lips hard against yours. His arm works its way around your back, drawing your body close to his while his hand grabs a handful of your ass. 

You turn, repositioning the both of you until Sy is back up to the edge of the bed and you keep leaning into him until he takes the hint and sits, pulling you down with him until you’re sitting astride one of his thighs. He takes you with him as he climbs onto the bed. Your tight and pebbled nipples graze his chest and your pussy drags over his thigh as he gets comfortable and rests his back against the wall. The feel of his hard muscle and sparsely haired skin against the hot and wet skin between your legs makes you moan.

His mouth is on yours again. His lips work against yours, nipping, licking and sucking, while his hand works its way down your neck to your breasts. He groans and digs his fingers into the soft flesh, his palm rubbing and massaging.

You push against his shoulder that is all bulky muscle, and pull away from his kiss. His eyes are wild and hungry as he moves to follow your lips.

“No,” you say, lifting your head away from his advances. 

He growls and the arm around your waist tightens, his fingers are bruisingly deep into your hip. 

“Show me,” you whisper.

Taking his hand off your chest, you place it around his cock. Then you lean back, resting your weight on outstretched arms behind you. You rock your hips slowly, dragging your throbbing and wet pussy over his thigh, grinding your clit against him..

“Oh Jesus,” he groans, “fuck that’s… Oh fuck.”

His eyes are feral as he looks over your stretched body like he can’t decide where to look. His hand starts to move while he rakes you, his fist stroking up and down the length of his cock. Part of you longed to touch it, to feel the skin that looked so soft while it slides over the hard, thick core beneath. 

But watching him touch himself is enthralling. He is brutal with himself, his fist slapping hard against his body on the downstroke and his hand chokingly tight on the upstroke. His voice rumbles in his throat, sounding almost like a constant purr.

His free hand is on your ass again, helping you along as you rub yourself against his thigh. You’re so wet, your arousal glistens on his leg and you can hear the wet sounds of your pussy as you slide over him. Your thighs tighten around him as they start to shake, you’re not going to last much longer, the feel and sight of him is just too good after all this time.

“Come ‘ere,” he says hoarsely, wrapping an arm around you until your body is flush with his. 

Your knee brushes against his sack and he lets go of his cock a moment to clasp your thigh drawing you close until your thigh is almost crushing him. His hand reaches for your nape and pulls your panting mouth down to his, and taking advantage of your parted lips he slips his tongue between them to stroke, massage and explore.

His thigh falls away and you whimper at the loss until you feel his palm cupping you. The roughened texture of his hand feels even better and your arms encircle his neck as you kiss him back and slide your tongue over his.

“Oh fuck,” you cry as one of his thick fingers slips inside you and immediately curls. 

The pressure feels so good that you cover his hand with yours and push another of his fingers inside you before you tighten your legs until you trap his hand and roll your hips over it.

“That’s it, baby,” Sy encourages, “Use me. Make that tight li’l pussy come all over my hand.”

You shake, your whole body trembles and tightens as you breathe hard into Sy’s mouth. His pupils are so big, his eyes look as dark as the ocean at night as he stares up at you. His free hand moves to your chest, seeking out your nipple and rolls it between his fingers. You shiver at the feeling and your nerves are on fire as it moves through your body and slams into your clit.

“Harder,” you gasp.

Sy takes your tight little bud and pinches, before giving it a jerking twist. You bite down on his lip as your body shudders and your pussy starts to throbs sending pulses of heat ripping through your body.

“Fuck yeah,” Sy growls as he watches you cum, hardly feeling your teeth in his flesh. 

He waits for your body to go lax before he moves and lays you on your back. He grabs his cock again and resumes his brutal beating as he holds himself over you, watching you bathe in the afterglow.

“Where do ya want it?” he asks in a voice that’s thick and guttural.

You shake your head. “Wherever you want,” you say, breathlessly. “My face. My tits. My cunt. Anywhere. Everywhere.”

Sy lets out a string of curses, his hand moving so quickly it’s nothing but a blur. You lift your knee until it presses against his balls again. His eyes go wide and raising himself to his knees he frees his hand to hold you to him. 

“Fuck!” he bellows, his face going red as the first hot jet of his release splashes over your neck and chin.

He grins, and half chuckles as his body jerks with each stuttering release as he paints your body with white ribbons. He squeezes himself, forcing the last of his cum to leak out slowly over your pussy.

He stares at you, his face still split into such a wide smile, that it makes you giggle too. He chuckles freely as he reaches between your legs and using his thumb, spreads his cum over your pussy.

“Stop that,” you laugh as he brushes your still sensitive clit.

“Shit baby, look so fuckin’ pretty right now.”

You roll your eyes at him. “Uh huh. How about cleaning me up?”

He leans over and grabs a small hand towel from the footlocker of his bed and starting at your chin, he carefully wipes up.

When he’s done, he cups your cheek and kisses you. It’s nothing like the kisses he’d given you up until this point. It was soft, gentle, almost loving.

When he pulls away he looks at you expectantly, like you’re supposed to say something, but you’re at a loss as to what he wants. He doesn’t seem to mind though because he lowers his head and kisses you again.

You wait for him to break the kiss again and throw your legs over the edge of the bed.

“I should go,” you say.

Sy’s hand grips your shoulder and pulls you back down. “Stay. Sleep here.” 

You start to protest but Sy is suddenly on top of you, silencing your objections with a deep, hard kiss.

“Stay,” he says and you stiffen at the command in his voice.

He must have felt your reaction because his next word is softer and more of a plea.

“Please.”

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[gummydummy19]

Month four (August): Laundry day

Summary: You've been so caught up with work and stuff that you've gotten behind on your laundry....maybe you can borrow something from Sy's closet? just this once? What he doesn't know can't kill him, right?

Warnings: flashbacks, backstory, some smutty thoughts

'Shit!'

You tried jumping back but it was too late. Your bowl of pasta slipped out of your hands, bright red bolognese sauce splashed on your shirt before the entire thing smacked on the floor.

'Great...' You sighed, tugging off your pasta-covered shirt, leaving you in the sports bra you'd been wearing all week and a pair of semi-clean panties.

You were living like an absolute animal. The dishes were piling up, your room was a mess and the only thing in your fridge was leftover pasta, which was now splattered all over your kitchen floor. You grabbed some paper towel and scooped up as much as you could, before cleaning up the rest with a wet rag. You made your way to the bathroom to throw your shirt in the hamper, but when you got there you could hardly see the hamper anymore.

Okay, this had to end now. This was your first day off in weeks. Lord knows you'd been working overtime but honestly, you enjoyed your new job and you wanted to make a good impression. Part of you had hoped to just crawl into bed all day and watch some awful rom-com. Although that sounded good, you needed to do something about the mess that was in your apartment.

You started sorting through the laundry, taking off your underwear to add to the pile, but when you were finally ready to take your first load to the laundry room downstairs you realized you had nothing left to wear. Supposedly the summer heat combined with your busy schedule had finally taken its toll.

'You have got to be kidding me...'

You could hardly go downstairs naked. Your closet was completely empty aside from a couple beanies and some snow boots.

You walked into the hallway, trying to figure out a plan when Sy's bedroom door caught your eye.

'Hmm...'

What he doesn't know won't hurt him, right?

Your hand hesitated on the doorknob for a sec.

'Stop being such a fucking wuss...you'll wash his stuff when you're done and put it right back where you found it...he won't even know!'

You opened the door and immediately his scent hit your nose. It's like he was standing right in front of you. Christ did you...miss him?

You looked around his room. Everything was very....Sy.

His sheets were dark. There was a guitar standing in the right corner, leaning against the bedside table.

You walked over to his dresser. There wasn't much on it, aside from a couple framed pictures. One of them was of an elderly couple. The man looked like an older version of Sy, he had his arm swung around the woman. She had a beautiful, big smile. The more you focused on her eyes, the more you saw Sy in them.

On the other side of the dresser, there was another framed picture. It was Sy when he was younger and a guy who looked a little older than him. You noticed that same jaw again. Must be his brother.

Sy looked happy. His face was clean shaven and his hair was a little longer. He looked to be around 20. Probably before he enlisted.

You pulled open the first drawer. It was filled with neatly folded boxers shorts and some basic t-shirts.

Perfect.

You grabbed a pair of each and quickly shut the dresser again. You wanted to hurry out of the room as if Sy would be back any minute. He wouldn't, you knew that. He had two more months left. And then, he'd come back home.

Home. With you.

Before you left the room you noticed a hoodie hanging over a chair in the corner.

You knew that hoodie. Sy had been wearing it in the days before he left.

As soon as you picked it up, a smile crept up your face. You couldn't help but bury your face in the soft fabric, the scent of it invading your senses as you remembered Sy's last night in the apartment.

He had ordered take-out for you both from his favorite Chinese place around the corner. It was his treat, he insisted after you said you had never tried their noodles.

It was the first time he's had an actual conversation with you.

'So where are you from?' You asked, swallowing a mouth full of noodles, which were admittedly the best ones you'd ever tasted.

'Texas, you?'

'Europe.' You replied

'Really? You kinda sound Californian'

'I don't know if that's a compliment but thanks' You smiled, making him chuckle

'I like your shirt' He said with a grin, pointing to the shirt you had gotten from your best friend before you moved to the US. It said 'BARBIE IS A SLUT' in big pink letters.

'I like your accent' You replied

'Hmm,' he grumbled, smile still tugging at his lips, 'So what brings you to the land of the free, huh?'

'You say that as if you're not being sent away to go shoot people in like a week.'

Sy's smile dropped, and you immediately felt bad.

'Sorry. I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said that.' you apologized, 'Work. I'm here for work.'

'What kinda work you do?'

'I'm a writer. Well, a journalist actually but I focus mainly on writing. I got hired at The Times. I start on Monday.'

'Damn' he huffed

Silence took over the table and for a second you feared you had fucked up already.

'You miss home at all?' he broke the silence

'I miss my mom, but that's about it. Never really had much of a home, aside from her. We call a lot tho.'

'Hmm,' he grumbled again.

You were beginning to notice he did that a lot.

'What about you? Do you miss your home? Your family?'

'My parents own a farm back in Texas. My brother lives down the street with his wife and 3 kids. I try to visit on important days and stuff, but that life was never what I wanted.'

'Don't want kids?'

'I do, someday. Just not the way they want me to.'

'Hmm.'

It was your turn to do that this time.

'I was engaged once.' he spoke, 'We were high school sweethearts, she lived a town over. I asked her to marry me a week after graduation.'

'What happened?'

'4 months in I found out she was fucking some other guy. All I know is that he worked at the hardware store. I enlisted that same week.'

'Oh, Sy...I'm so sorry, I...I don't know what to say.'

'You're not the one who owes me an apology, sugar.' He smiled, but you could tell there was hurt underneath it, 'Have you ever been in love?'

'I've thought I was in love.' You replied, 'Looking back on it I think young and dumb would be a better way to put it.' He chuckled at that, and the sound made your heart soar a little.

You don't know how long the two of you had sat there, but by the time you went to bed, you were feeling a million things at once.

You couldn't help but feel a little sad.

That was probably just because of Sy's story. He seemed like a good guy, he deserved love and happiness. Getting your heart broken like that? No one deserves to feel that pain.

Yeah, that's why you were sad.

Not at all because Sy would be leaving in a couple days.

...

You decided to hold on to the hoodie for a little while and left the room. Quickly putting on the clothes you took before heading downstairs to put in the first load of laundry.

Wearing Sy's clothes felt oddly comforting. His boxers basically fit u like a pair of shorts and his shirt almost swallowed you whole. The most comforting part was the smell of his hoodie tho. You couldn't help but think of Sy. You hoped he was okay. It had been a while since his last letter.

You wondered how life was there. You had no clue how army tours worked. Six months sounds like a long time.

You can't even imagine.

Six months without a home. Six months without watching movies or going shopping. Six months without reading romance novels. Six months without....

Oh my god.

Does he...do they get...company...there?

For some reason, your stomach twisted at the thought of Sy with another woman.

Do they even have room for that there? I mean do they even have privacy? What if they wanna...

oh...oh

Your stomach did something entirely different at the thought of Sy doing that.

Suddenly you were very away you were wearing Sy's clothes. In fact, you were wearing nothing but his clothes.

No.

No no no no no.

You couldn't do this. You could not get wet in Sy's boxers.

That would be so wrong.

Bad. Very bad.

Very wrong and bad.

But why did the thought turn you on that much more?

At this point, you were no longer in control of your own brain. It was running wild.

Wild with very wrong, very bad thoughts.

You wondered if Sy had ever gotten hard in these boxers. If he ever touched himself in these. If they were ever covered in his cum...

A loud ring startled your clouded mind back to reality.

You grabbed your phone.

No caller ID.

'H-Hello?' you picked up the call, trying to calm down your racing heart.

'Hi there,'

'Sy?!'

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A/N: Ugh I just love him, okay??

p.s: pretty please give me some feedback bc I've been feeling so shitty about my writing lately LOL I just feel like I have so much scenarios in my head and I wanna get em all out

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[justreblogginfics]

“Fixer Upper” by @raccoon-eyed-rebel is so so so so good!

How Sy is written is just amazing! I love him in this, I can’t wait for more!!!

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[samaraj]

Title - His last wish

Pairing - Sy x reader

Warnings - Angst, smut, stillborn

Note - This one’s long and holds an element of things that I’d say are personal to me. It was therapeutic to write but a bit deep so consider that a warning. Also had it sitting in drafts for ages so not the best with proofreading!

Summary - Reader returns home after ten years still holding onto a deep burden. She’s home to see her dying grandfather but is worried about crossing paths with the one who broke her heart.

It had been ten years since you’d returned home. Ten years since you left to chase your dream of becoming a doctor. And ten years since your heart was crushed into a million pieces when your first love told you “We’re going in different directions”. You’d managed to stay away this long - your family understanding your turmoil and agreeing to visit you in the city instead. But now here you were standing on your parents doorstep after they called and begged you to come. Your beloved grandfather was dying and had asked to see you.

“Honey! Oh honey!” Your mother opened the door and pulled you into her arms. “What on earth? You said your plane was arriving at midday! We were coming to pick you up from the airport!”

“I took an earlier flight Mum. I didn’t want you driving”. You smiled as your mother kissed you on the forehead. Truth being, you did it on purpose. Wanting to avoid the airport greetings knowing that you could very well bump into Sy since the military base was close by and he had a habit of visiting the airport’s cafe.

“Your Dad will be cross”. Your mother smoothed down her apron and as you breathed in the scent of fresh apple pie.

“No he won’t”. You pulled your suitcase inside. “When has he ever been mad at me?”

“Honey …” Your mother held you at arms length as she smoothed down your hair like she did when you were a child. “Thank you for being here. It will make him happy .. I know it’s hard for you”.

“Mum ..” You swallowed and recited your well rehearsed speech. “I was nineteen years old. Young and stupid .. don’t worry I’m passed it”.

“I’m your mother, I know you love. I know what you went through”.

“It’s the past Mum. I’m here for granddad and for all of you”.

Your mother studied your face before she sighed. She rubbed your shoulder and gestured towards the upstairs guest room.

“I won’t .. shock him will I?”

“No but your father is in with him”. Your mother smiled. “You’ll shock him no doubt”.

Your eyes flickered to the locket your mother was wearing, the one that matched your own around your neck. Your heart clenched knowing that the same photo was inside and for a moment you wondered if you’d made the right choice in coming home.

Your mother looked down at the locket and then back at you. She smiled softly.

“I’ve never taken it off”.

“Neither have I”. You swallowed the lump in your throat. “I just .. I wonder a lot .. and I just think .. did I do something? Was I to blame? I know that’s stupid .. but I still think like that”.

“Honey .. never ever .. just ..” Your mother grabbed your face as her eyes filled with tears. “You did nothing wrong. I was there .. I know”.

“Oh Mum”. You hugged your mother as you cried softly. Her hands rubbed your back while she hummed softly in your ear in a bid to comfort your broken heart.

“Take your time love. Just breathe ok? Everything’s alright. You’re the strongest person I know darling. Such a brave nineteen year old and now look at you. Twenty nine and a doctor. Honey I’m so very proud of you”.

“Thank you Mum”. You wiped at your face. “Sorry for being so emotional. It’s just .. being back here. Knowing Sy’s here. It’s brought up so many deep feelings and memories”.

“I know love. We appreciate you being here and I promise you that we will look after you ok?”

“Thanks mum”. You glanced at the stairs. “I’m going to go see him now ok?”

“Alright love. I’ll finish fixing your room”.

You paused at the bottom of the stairs before walking up slowly. You stared at the timber door to your left and your hand traced over the handle before knocking twice then opening it slowly. You smiled at the look of surprise on your fathers face. He was sitting in a chair next to your grandfathers bed. He jumped up quickly, causing your grandfather to open his eyes.

“What are you doing here! Did I miss your flight? I didn’t doze off?”

“No Dad! I got in earlier”. You laughed quietly as your father hugged you before kissing your cheeks. You waved at your grandfather who was blowing you a kiss. “Hi Grandpa. I came to see you”.

“Look at you”. Your grandfather beckoned you over and you rushed to the side of the bed to grab his hands. “There’s my girl”.

“I missed you Grandpa. Im going to be here for a few weeks ok? So don’t you worry about anything”.

“Im glad sweetheart. These doctors tell me I’ve only got a few weeks but what do they know?” Your grandfather smiled. “You’re the only doctor I trust”.

“And im here to look after you”.

Your grandfather nodded as he lay his head back against the pillows. His fingers touched the locket around your neck.

“Im going to see him soon sweetheart”.

Your heart ached and you nodded. You saw your father wipe his face.

“I know”.

“Im going to look after him for you”.

“I know grandpa”. Your lip trembled. “Thank you”.

“Wyatt”. Your grandfather whispered.

“Wyatt”. You whispered as your grandfather closed his eyes, sleeping in soft breaths. You saw your father quietly leave the room, giving you time alone. When the door closed you lay your head on the bed next to your grandfathers arm.

Wyatt .. you repeated over and over. Your baby boy born at only 26 weeks that took one breath. He had been your savior throughout your heartbreak over losing Sy. When you found out you were pregnant Sy had already been deployed. You found out he wouldn’t be home for 12 months and was in a restricted area so you had no way of contacting him. You planned on telling him .. bringing Wyatt to him. You just had no way of knowing that you would lose him. And then you found out that Sy had a new girlfriend … actually many new girls. So you decided not to burden him with the memory of a son that he never got to meet. Was it wrong? Maybe. But you were young and broken.

The days that followed you spent looking after your grandfather. You were glad you came because the time you spent with him were therapeutic. You went through old family movies and photo albums .. his health was deteriorating rapidly but he was also smiling.

“Sweetheart?”

“Yes Grandpa?” You paused as you were reading him a passage of a book.

“Go see that boy of yours”.

“Sy? He’s not my boy Grandpa. It’s best kept in the past”.

“For me? I just want you to have peace”.

“I have peace Grandpa”. You paused. “There’s no use in bringing up all that hurt. He’s moved on, I’ve moved on”.

“What about Wyatt?”

“What good would that do now Grandpa? I tried to tell him but he was gone you know that. Then it ., happened and .. it was too late”.

“It’s never too late sweetheart”. Your grandpa patted your knee. “You are still hurting”.

“So why hurt him? After ten years?”

“You know why .. the same reason you tried to tell him in the beginning”. Your grandfather paused. “Because he has a right to know”.

“What right Grandpa?” Tears stung your eyes. “He left me. I was nineteen and in love with him! Then I came back after losing Wyatt and he was with every girl he could find! Like I was nothing!”

“Love .. you’re still hurt. Can’t you see that?” Your grandfather stared at you. “Just promise me that you’ll talk to him if your paths cross. You don’t have to search him out .. if fate has it then that’s another story”.

You chewed on your bottom lip as you looked at your grandfather. You couldn’t say no so you nodded.

“If our paths cross ..”

Your grandfather smiled and motioned for you to continue reading. You sighed and settled back into the armchair as you tried to forget about Sy.

3 weeks later your Grandfather passed away peacefully. You felt heartbroken yet content that you had such cherished time with him. The funeral was held a week later and he was laid to rest. You spent that afternoon helping your mother serve afternoon tea to the people that were at the service. Extended family and friends that came to pay their respects.

“Honey can you please put on another pot of coffee?” Your mother asked you. You nodded and headed into the kitchen. As you waited for the coffee to brew you felt a presence behind you. Your hands griped the counter as you breathed in the scent of spice that you knew so well. Your knees almost buckled but you willed yourself not to turn around. Not now, today of all days.

“Been awhile”.

There was no mistaking that Texas accent. You breathed in deeply and tucked some of your brown hair behind your ear. Instinctively your hand moved to your locket. You could do this .. surely you could do this. You breathed in deeply and slowly turned around.

“Hello Sy”.

“Hello Sugar”. His eyes stared at you intensely. “Been ten years hasn’t it?”

“Yes”.

“You look different .. still pretty as hell but real different”.

“I’m not a teenager anymore”. You swallowed as you took in his muscular physique. “Neither are you”.

“Turned 30 last month, can you believe it?” Sy scratched at his beard, something that was new to you.

“20th of July”.

“You remember?”

“Course”.

“Well I remember yours too .. hard to forget”.

Your face flushed remembering how you lost your virginity to him when you were 16 on your birthday.

“Yeah ..”

“I’m sorry about your Pa”. Sy breathed in deeply. “He was a good man”.

“Thank you. Yes he was”.

“He was .. hoping you’d spend some time here. I bet he was happy to see you”.

“You spoke to him?” You studied Sy’s face.

“Well I …” Sy paused.

“When?”

Just turn as your mother came in. She stoped dead in her tracks when she saw you standing with Sy. She smiled and pointed to the pot of coffee which you passed to her.

“Hello Sy. Thank you for coming”. Your mother glanced between the two of you.

“I’m sorry for your loss Mam”. Sy stood awkwardly with his hands in his pockets.

“Thank you dear. I’ll uh .. leave you to it”.

Your mother left and an uncomfortable silence filled the room. You looked at Sy but he looked as unsure as you felt. You cleared you throat and wondered what to say but just as you opened your mouth Sy spoke.

“I should go. Just came to pay my respects”.

“Oh ok”.

“It was real nice seeing you”.

Before you could react he walked out. For a moment you stood still, digesting what had just happened. Then you heart started pounding and before you could think you charged out of the kitchen and followed Sy out of the house. How dare he just show up like that. How dare he act like nothing had happened between you both?

“Wait!” You saw him turn around in surprise. You knew this was wrong. You were too emotional and part of you knew you should just go back in the house but you couldn’t help yourself. You matched right up to Sy and pushed at his chest with both your hands as hard as you could. “Why the hell are you here? Why? Today of all days!”.

“I told you I came to pay my respects!” Sy grabbed hold of your wrists as you pounded at his chest. “Just calm down”.

“I’m not going to calm down!”.

“Just listen to me!”

“No! You fucking left me!” You screamed. “You left me and never looked back! You chose the army over me and never even cared to see how I was!”

“I did what was best for you!”

“Best for me?” You laughed through your tears. “You were what was best for me you idiot”.

“You’re a doctor! That’s what you wanted and I was holding you back”. Sy let go of your wrists slowly.

“Right! You knew what was best. You just wanted to be a bachelor huh? I was holding you back”.

“Thats not true”.

“Fucked half of the town haven’t you?”

“Now you listen ..” Sy raised his voice.

“I tried .. I tried to reach you”. You sobbed causing Sy’s eyes to widen I shock. “Came back after and you were too busy playing the field ..”

“I was in Afghanistan for a year”. Sy’s voice softened. “You tried to reach me?”

“I tried .. I couldn’t ..” Your hands grabbed fistfuls of his shirt. “I tried ..” You gasped for air.

“You needed me?”

“I .. needed you”. You could barely make out his face through your tears. His hands gripped your shoulders. “I didn’t know what to do .. I was nineteen Sy. I was so scared ..”

“What are you trying to tell me? Whatever it is .. tell me”.

“I didn’t know what to do Sy”. You were choking out your words between sobs. “I didn’t know what to do”.

“Tell me ..”

“I found out .. I was pregnant”. You gripped his shirt so hard that your knuckles turned white. “I was having your baby”.

“What? You ..” Sy’s eyes searched yours. “You were .. pregnant?”

“Yes”.

“I’m .. I’m a father?”

“I was nineteen. I needed you”. You struggled to speak. “He .. he …”

“A boy?”

“Wyatt .. I lost him. I lost him Sy”. You felt his body go rigid for a moment. He was wiping your face, trying desperately to understand you.

“Lost him?”

“I .. he came early”. You felt his hands cup your face. “Twenty six weeks .. I had him but he didn’t make it”.

Sy pulled you against his chest. It started to rain but neither of you moved. The water soaked through your clothing but you were transfixed .. sobbing against Sy’s chest. Your heart ached the same way it did when Wyatt laid on your chest and took his only breath. Your heart ached when your mother held you and told you he had gone. It all came back just like it was happening all over again.

“I’m sorry”. Sy whispered against your wet hair. “I’m so sorry Sugar”.

“So am I”.

He held you against his chest as your vision blurred. You were vaguely aware of his arms holding you up and then everything went black. You thought you could hear your mothers screams, but maybe it was your imagination?

You woke up in your bed. The first thing you thought was that you must have dreamed everything. But then you noticed your wet black dress in the clothes hamper and then Sy sitting on a chair in your room. He had dry clothes on and they looked like your fathers.

“Sy?”

“Yeah I’m here”. Sy looked up from his hands. “I’ll go get your Ma …”

“It’s ok .. just wait”. You glanced under the covers and saw that you were wearing sweatpants and a t shirt.

“Your Ma changed you .. you fainted outside”.

“Oh .. I’m sorry”.

“Don’t be”. Sy looked at you and you could see the sadness in his eyes. “You’ve had a hard day”.

“I’m sorry I yelled at you .. I shouldn’t have come after you like that”. You swallowed. “I shouldn’t have told you like that”.

“Doesn’t matter now”. Sy smiled softly. “You’ve been through a lot .. I’d take your anger a thousand times over if it would make you feel better”.

“Just seeing you again .. “

“Forget it now. I’m just .. glad I know”. Sy stared at the ground. “Can I ask you some things? If you’re up to talking that is?”

“Ok”.

“You wanted to tell me that you were having my baby?”

The way he said “my baby” tugged at your heart. You nodded.

“Came back home and went to the base. They told me you were deployed for a year”.

“What were you thinking then?”

“I was going to have the baby then when you came back .. tell you. I was going to see if you wanted us”.

“Wanted you both? You thought I wouldn’t?” Sy looked at you as his voice broke. “That I’d turn you away?”

“I wasn’t sure how you felt about me .. but I knew you would want to know Wyatt”.

“Jesus”. Sy rubbed his face. “You don’t have a clue how much I loved you do you? I pushed you to take that scholarship because you were smart and you deserved more that this town could offer. I wanted that for you because I loved you”. Sy paused. “I would have taken you back in a heartbeat though .. I mean that .. killed me to let you go”.

Silence filled the room. You watched as Sy’s chest rose and fell.

“Oh”.

“Tell me .. about him if you can”. Sy glanced at you. “Can you?”

“What do you want to know Sy?”

“He was .. born in a hospital?”

“Yes. I went into labor early but at the time I didn’t think so .. thought it was a false alarm”. You swallowed. “My Mum was with me. One minute everything’s ok then they were telling me that he was in distress and I had to push”.

“You would have been so scared”.

“I was .. I wanted to keep him inside of me for longer. I knew he was coming too early”. You felt your hands shake. “He was .. so perfect but so tiny Sy. He just .. wasn’t strong enough and he ..”

“It’s ok”. Sy looked at you sadly. “I’m sorry you had to go through that .. I wish I had of been there”.

“He looked like you Sy”. You reached for a tissue on the nightstand. “So much”. You reached behind your neck to unclasp your locket. You handed it to Sy. “There’s a photo of him in there. It’s only small but it’s my favourite”.

You watched as Sy opened your locket. He stared at the photo inside for what seemed like eternity. He closed his eyes for a moment before opening them again and he repeated this a few times.

“So small ..” He spoke the words to himself out loud. “I can’t believe that .. we made him. He’s just .. perfect”.

“I know”.

“Did you .. think after .. to tell me?”

“I came back a few months after because I heard you were home. I had every intention .. i went for a walk with my dad along the beach and I saw you ..” You chewed on your bottom lip as you fidgeted with the blanket. “You were with a girl .. actually you were with all your army friends .. playing volleyball but you were kissing a girl”.

“Oh”. Sy’s cheeks reddened at the memory. “I uh .. started seeing her for a bit. Didn’t last long”.

“Yeah so well I … didn’t want to ruin your life. Made sense at the time to me. I was young and thought why tell you? Wyatt was gone and you looked happy”.

“Sugar ..” Sy swallowed. “I wasn’t happy .. I was just trying to move on”.

“I saw you kissing her Sy .. you were different with me. You were all over her”. You sighed. “It doesn’t matter anyway. You were young too .. probably just enjoying not being tied down”.

“It wasn’t like that at all”.

“Like I said .. we were both young. Too young”. You saw Sy open his mouth then close it. There seemed nothing much more to say. The past was the past and neither of you could change anything.

“Was he .. was he ..” Sy stammered but somehow you knew what he was trying to say.

“He’s buried here … not far from where my Grandfather is”. You paused as your eyes flickered to Sy’s. “Do you want to go with me?”

“Yes .. yes I do”. Sy breathed out deeply. “And if .. if you have more photos?”

“My mum has an album that I made her. I’ll get it for you”. You watched as Sy nodded. Your heart felt constricted seeing how much pain he was in. Yet at the same time the weight in your shoulders was lifting. You closed your eyes for a moment thinking of Wyatt .. with great love came great pain.

The next few weeks were a blur. You spent countless days with Sy at Wyatt’s grave just talking. Which was nice because you also visited your grandfather and grandma too. But in the past seeing Wyatt’s tombstone was such a painful experience, but now with Sy it felt different. He sat next to you cross legged on the grass listening to every single detail about Wyatt’s existence. You told him everything from the beginning - how you found out, your morning sickness, your cravings for nachos and roast pumpkin. He listened .. almost intrigued as you opened your heart to him. After awhile it wasn’t just Wyatt that you talked about .. he told you about his deployments and all the terrors that came with his job. He told you about his parents divorce and also about his relationships since you.

“I’ve had a date here and there but nobody ..” You chewed on your bottom lip. “I was too busy getting into med school I guess?”

“No wealthy doctor tried to steal your heart?” Sy smiled.

“No”.

“Just for the record .. all those years ago .. the one you saw me with on the beach”. Sy paused. “She was someone I guess I tried to use to get over you. Now saying that out loud makes me feel really bad .. but I just needed to tell ya ok?”

“Sy .. it was so long ago”.

“I know .. but since we’re being honest”.

“I appreciate that”. You smiled softly. “My teenage self wanted to kick your ass though”.

“Don’t know what I would have done if I had of seen you that day ..”

“Guess we’ll ever know”. You played with a blade of grass as the sun started to set. “We should head back?”

“Do you wanna go some place first?”

You looked at Sy .. he suddenly didn’t seem like he was a 30 year old grown man. He reminded you of the Sy you once knew. Your Sy. He seemed apprehensive and a bit unsure of himself.

“Ok”. You let him help you to your feet and followed him to your truck.

Sy took you to a place you’d missed. A hill with a city view. The same place he’d kissed you for the first time. You felt your face flush at the memory and wondered if he was thinking the same thing. Your heart hammered against your chest and then you had to quickly turn turn your head before the emotion on your face showed.

“The sunset is nice here” Sy said as you tried to keep your breathing even.

“Come here often?” You turned to him and smiled.

“Only with you”. Sy stared at you. “And it’s been a few years”.

“I remember ..”

“You were sixteen”. Sy paused. “I was so fucking nervous ..”

“You were?”

“Course I was .. I knew it was going to be your first kiss. I wanted it to be special”.

“Sy ..” Your voice caught in your throat. “You shouldn’t have worried because everything with you was special”.

Sy stared at the beautiful sunset while you looked at his side profile. He was so different from the boy you once knew. He was a man .. a muscular man with a beard who was sure of himself in so many ways. But he was still Sy.

Slowly you reached for his hand and covered it with yours.

“We were just two kids Sy”.

“We were”.

“So much time has passed”.

“It has”. Sy turned to look at you. “But I’ll always love you. I’ll never love anyone but you”.

“Sy ..” You sucked in a breath.

“I wish things were different. I’d fucking do anything to re write the past. You have to believe me”. Sy turned his head and you knew him well enough to know that he was trying to hide his tears.

“Look at me Sy”. You watched as you saw his eyes filled with tears. Your hand reached to his cheek. “Oh Sy I’ve never loved anyone but you. And I’m so glad .. so very glad that it was you that was Wyatt’s daddy”. Your eyes filled with tears as you felt the wetness of Sy’s tears on your hand.

“I’m sorry”. He whispered. “I’m sorry that you lost your baby .. our baby”.

“I’m sorry too”.

He moved towards you and you waited. His eyes looked exactly how you remembered them, except his hands were different. Bigger, stronger .. they cupped your face as you inched closer.

“Stop me. Tell me you don’t want me .. tell me that you don’t have any feelings for me”. Sy’s lips were on your forehead, his breath hot against your skin. “Tell me now Sugar and I’ll drive you home”.

“I can’t Sy .. I can’t tell you that .. because it would be untrue”. Ten years of heartache and you were now at this point.

You heard him suck in a breath then his strong hands moved your neck up until you are looking at him. Your hands gripped the front of his t shirt and you willed yourself to stop shaking.

“I missed you”. Sy whispered just before his lips found yours. It wasn’t like the first time at all. His lips moved with purpose. His hands were now at the back of your neck, caught in your hair as his mouth opened and his tongue sought yours. This was a different Sy. He was older, experienced and wiser. You gasped into his mouth as his once tentative tongue was anything but. His hand moved to the small of you back, pulling you closer in the confined space of his truck.

“Sy .. I ..” You moaned as you broke apart for sure. “I missed you too”.

You missed ten years. You missed everything about him. You were scared but at ease too .. you wanted him to repair your fragile broken heart.

“Sy take me back to your place”.

Suddenly he was pulling back and looking into your eyes.

“I don’t need anything more. I just .. kissing you ..”

“I do .. I need you Sy”. Your lips trembled. “Please just .. don’t leave me this time”.

Your heart beat in anticipation as Sy stared into your eyes for what seemed like eternity. He slowly nodded before leaning over you to pull at your seat belt and buckle you in. As he moved back across you his breath passed your ear and you knew that he was just as needy as you were.

The drive back to Sy’s apartment was silent. His hand rested on your knee as you watched the city lights pass you by. Without thinking you fidgeted with the locket around your neck, immediately thinking of your son. But for some reason, this time you didn’t feel the usual ache in your heart. You felt at ease.

Soo you were inside his apartment. Sy was watching as you walked around his living room glancing at photographs and the medals/trophies he had on display. You felt nervous. Not that you didn’t want to be there with him, but because you didn’t know how to initiate things.

“Sugar?” Sy smiled softly at you when you turned around. “You ok?”

“Yeah I’m just nervous. I don’t know how to .. do this”.

“This?” Sy smirked. “We don’t have to do anything”.

“I want to .. I just .. It’s been a long time Sy. I just need ..” You stammered. “I need you to take the lead”.

“I didn’t want to assume anything .. that’s not what this is for me”.

“I feel the same”. You watched as he walked over to you. Suddenly his hands gripped your hips, pulling you flush against his hard body.

“I’m happy to take the lead Sugar”. Sy’s voice was slightly rough, sending an ache between your thighs.

“Then take me”.

Sy suddenly lifted you up and your legs wrapped around his waist. He carried you to his room, kicking the door shut with his foot. His eyes were transfixed to yours and you could feel his heart beating quickly against your own.

He placed you on his bed gently and stood Infront of you. He pulled his t shirt off in one motion and you felt your mouth drop open at the sight of him. Ten years ago he was lean yet now .. he was a fit man with a large muscular frame and chest hair. He smirked before removing his jeans and before you could react he took his boxers off too. You gasped and flushed when you saw the sight of his rock hard erection standing firm against his stomach. He seemed huge compared to how you remembered him.

“Your turn”. Sy’s hands grabbed at the fabric of your skirt and soon it was on the floor. You hastily tossed your t shirt over your head followed by your white lace bra. You watched as Sy took in your naked form before his eyes settled on your white lace panties. “You’re fucking perfect Sugar”.

“I’m not”. You whispered as he moved over your body, keeping his weight on his forearms as he kissed you. “I’ve changed”.

“You’re beautiful .. you’re not a girl anymore love. You’re a woman and you’re perfect”.

“I have ..” You stammered. “Stretch marks .. from the pregnancy”.

“Where?”

You face flushed but you pointed to your lower stomach where the small white lines existed. You gasped when Sy moved lower and his lips kissed every one of them.

“You’re beautiful and these … are a reminder of him. I wouldn’t change them for anything”. Sy whispered against your skin.

“Sy …” your eyes filled with tears as he continued to cherish you. After a few minutes he slipped your underwear off and settled between your legs. He smiled at you reassuringly before gently opening your thighs.

“Let me love you”. Sy kissed your inner thighs causing you to tremble. “Relax Sugar”.

You sunk back against his pillows as you remembered how you both had to learn how to please each other. You smiled at how inexperienced Sy was back then and how he’d constantly ask you if he was making you feel good with each swipe of his tongue. But now … this was a different Sy as he held you thighs open with both hands. His tongue sucked on your clit, and he didn’t ask you a single thing before he pushed a finger inside you.

“Oh Sy .. oh”. You were shocked at how good he made you feel. He clearly knew what he was doing as he alternated between sucking, licking and pumping not one but two fingers inside you.

“You gonna cum for me Sugar?”

You face burned. This wasn’t the boy you knew. Sy had never communicated much during your intimate moments, yet this Sy was very vocal.

“Sy”.

One of his hands held your lower stomach to stop you from moving while his mouth sucked on your clit. Suddenly his fingers curled inside you and you arched your back. You felt heat pool in your stomach and you swore that you saw stars as you called out his name over and over again.

When you came to a moment later, Sy was still between your legs. He was looking up at you but his fingers were still moving inside you, riding out every last bit of pleasure. You watched as he looked between your legs and you fought the urge to close them.

“Don’t ..” Sy stared at you. His eyes were dark and he licked his lips before looking between your legs again. “Wanna see you Sugar. I’ve … Jesus I’ve fantasized about this for years”.

“Sy ..” Your face was heated as your eyes fell to his other hand which was fisting his cock as he touched you. “Sy .. oh god Sy .. feels so good”.

“I could cum just like this. Just watching me touch your pussy”.

“Sy!” You gasped. He had never talked dirty to you before.

“Don’t deny you like it .. I felt you clench on my fingers love”. Sy smirked.

“Can I touch you?” You whispered. Sy nodded before withdrawing his fingers. He held your gaze as he put his fingers in his mouth.

“You taste so good”.

“Lie down”. You smiled and shook your head as you changed positions. You leaned over him and kissed his lips softly. “Where’s my shy inexperienced Sy?”

“Long gone baby”. Sy smiled.

You laughed as you reached for his cock. He groaned as you moved your hand up and down his shaft like you used to do. You explored him slowly before watching as Sy spat on his hand and rubbed himself before replacing your hand with his. You were shocked but his reaction at the feel of your hand with the lubrication made you ache between you legs.

“That’s it love .. oh god yeah just like that”. Sy moaned. He had his eyes closed, head thrown back. Hesitantly you moved your hand to his base before lowering your mouth on him. You struggled with oral and you felt embarrassed to tell Sy that he was the last person you were with. You had no clue if you could make him feel good. Your doubts were gone the second you heard him gasp.

“Jesus! Oh god baby ..” Sy glanced down at you in shock. “You don’t have to .. oh fuck”.

You started to bob your head while your hand worked on him. Your clit throbbed at the sounds he made and the profanities thar left his mouth.

“Fuck baby ..” His hand moved to your head and gently applied pressure. You quickly looked at him and released him with a pop.

“Sy I haven’t been with anyone since you .. I’m not sure ..I just wanted you to know”. You muttered. “I just ..I want to make you feel good”.

Sy opened and closed his mouth before his thumb grazed your cheek. You could tell that he was lost for words. Ten years was a long time after all. You’d had a few dates here and there, some kisses and a few heavy make out sessions with a college of yours. But nothing further. Something always held you back.

You held Sy’s gaze as your mouth engulfed him again and this time Sy’s hand tangled in your hair while he gently helped you find a rhythm. He sat up slightly to watch you and the whole time he muttered praises.

“God that’s it baby. Jesus your mouth .. look at me, don’t take your eyes off me Sugar”.

You stared at him and your confidence grew along with the arousal pooling between your legs.

“God you’re beautiful .. so fucking beautiful”. Sy gently moved your mouth off him and sat up to kiss you passionately. He whispered in your ear that he was close and needed to be inside you.

He moved you onto your back and kissed you as he pulled his body on top of yours. You were kissing him back and so completely lost in the sensations that you were feeling.

“Sugar just a sec”. Sy lent across you and pulled open a draw. You realised he was getting a condom. You were glad that he was responsible but also a little bit hurt to know that he had used them with other women. Sy opened the packet with his teeth and you watched as he sat back between your legs and rolled the condom on. He looked up at you and noticed your expression. “You ok?”

“You .. have a big box of those”.

“Guess so”. Sy rubbed your hips gently.

“I didn’t mean to say that out loud”.

“It’s ok Sugar. But I can’t apologize for anyone after you .. I had no idea back then that I’d ever be with you again. I thought it was over for good”.

“I hate the thought of you with anyone else”. You paused. “I hate the thought of you using those with anyone else”.

“And I don’t want anyone else but you”. Sy lent forward to kiss you. “You still want me?”

“Course I do”. Your hands wrapped around his neck as he kissed you deeply. You felt him rub his cock up and down your opening before the tip moved inside you.

“Keep your eyes on me”. Sy’s fingers moved to your clit as he pushed into you gently. “That’s it Sugar. Oh Jesus you feel so good”.

“Sy”. Your eyes went wide as your body struggled to remember the act. You felt your walls tense as you willed yourself to relax.

Sy was halfway in when he moved to bring his mouth to your breast. He sucked on your nipple while his fingers moved in circles on your clit. You started to moan as you threw your head back. He seemed to know exactly what you needed. Gone was the awkward Sy you once knew. Once he felt you relax he pushed completely inside you inch by inch.

“Sy!”

His mouth left your breast and found your lips. He sucked on your bottom one before you opened your mouth and to your surprise he pushed his tongue into your mouth, mimicking the act between your bodies. You could feel his pubic hair flush against your bare skin as he ground his hips into you. You marveled in the feeling.

“You’re so tight .. god I’ve missed you”. Sy leaned back to look at you. “You ok?”

“More than ok”.

“You tell me if it’s too much .. I don’t wanna hurt you”.

“It doesn’t hurt Sy .. I just .. you feel so big”. You flushed.

“Yeah?”

You watched him smirk before he kissed you again. His lips moved to your ear.

“Gonna make you scream my name baby”.

Slowly he thrusted into you before pulling all the way out and thrusting back inside. Your hands clutched fistfuls of his sheets and you started moaning. He was playing you like an instrument.

“You like that Sugar? Gonna make you cum on my cock”.

Your toes curled as he continued to whisper dirty things on your ear. Your hands felt the way that his muscular back rippled before moving to his shoulders then his biceps. You realized then that you loved his arms. They were so strong and you couldn’t wrap your hand around them. He was very much a grown man now.

“Sy .. god you feel good inside me”.

“You feel like heaven”. Sy thrusted deeply into you as his hand moved to grip behind your knee, pushing your leg up higher so that he had better access. You couldn’t believe how deep he was. He was touching a part of you that felt so good. Your whole body started to feel like it was on fire.

“Right there Sy!”

“Yeah? Right there baby?” Sy hit the magic spot over and over again. “Need to feel you Sugar .. need to feel you cum”

You were struggling to breath, no words left your mouth as the most intense orgasm overcame you. You started shaking and your mouth opened to scream but for a moment there was a delay before you cried out. Your heartbeat was pounding in your ears as Sy kept thrusting into you. In your haze you watched him - sweat glistening on his chest, his muscles contracting in his huge shoulders and the words spilling from his lips made you even wetter if that was possible.

“I love fucking you .. god how I love you”.

You felt your heart explode as you watched Sy chase his orgasm. His hands moved both your legs over his shoulders and you felt him slide even deeper inside of you. The initial shock of the position he had you in quickly turned to intense pleasure as he touched a sensitive spot deep inside you. His hands found yours and he interlaced your fingers with his as he neared his release. A few deep thrusts and he exploded inside of you. He let out the most manly, almost animalistic sound as his hands moved your legs off his shoulders and his head dropped to you chest. Your hands stroked his back as he continued to thrust shallowly into you and empty ever drop of his release.

You held onto him as you struggled to catch your own breath and you hoped that Sy would need a moment to recover. You wanted to stay exactly the way that you were for as long as possible.

“I love you” You whispered softly. “Just in case you didn’t know”.

“I know Sugar .. nothings changed”. Sy’s mouth was hot against your skin before he kissed your cleavage then traced your nipple with his tongue. Heat instantly rushed to your face. You didn’t want to know where Sy leant the things he was doing to you .. he certainty wasn’t this way ten years ago. But part of you was thankful that you got to experience it with him now. You were amazed that even after such passionate love making that he was still attentive to your body. Still trying to draw out ever bit of pleasure from you.

“Sy”. You breathed into his hair as his mouth moved to your other nipple and his fingers traced your other bud.

“Hush Sugar”. Sy smirked against your skin. “I missed these”.

“Now I know why all the ladies want you Sy”.

“Why’s that?” Sy looked up at you before he rolled you both to your sides with him still inside.

“I don’t know what happened .. well I know but .. Sy you’re good .. so good in bed”. You blushed.

“Thank you Mam but I’m all yours Sugar. If you’ll have me”.

“I want you .. I can’t go back to before .. not after this ..”

“Then don’t”.

“You want me?”

“All of you” Sy smiled at you before moving out of your body slowly. You watched as he went to the bathroom and returned with a warm hand towel. You wondered what he was doing when he parted your thighs and started to clean you.

“What? Sy ..”

“Shhhh Sugar ..”

“Sy”. You winced slightly, knowing that years of abstinence would probably mean you wouldn’t walk straight the next day.

“You sore love?”

“Just worked muscles that haven’t been used in a long time Sy”.

“I wasn’t too rough?”

“No Sy. You were perfect”.

“Ok baby. You always talk to me won’t ya? Tell me if I do something you don’t like?” When you nodded he went to the bathroom to dispose of the used hand towel.

You smiled when he returned back from the bathroom and lay down next to you. He was on his back staring at the ceiling.

“What are you thinking about?”

You watched as Sy reached across to the nightstand draw and passed you an envelope. You nodded at it, indicating that he wanted you to open it.

“What’s this?” You looked at it, addressed to Sy.

“Open it”.

Slowly you did and as you clutched the paper your mouth fell open. You had to re read it.

“My grandfather sent this?”

“It came a few weeks ago .. He wanted to make sure ..”

“He asked you to come to the house after the funeral. He wanted you to see me”. You traced your finger over your grandfathers writing. “He .. wrote this when he was dying Sy”.

“He did .. and I’m glad that I kept his wish”.

“Oh Sy”. You put the envelope on the table next to you and pulled Sy down to kiss you. His hand roamed gently on your stomach and you knew Sy was thinking about Wyatt too.

“We can’t go back Sugar”

“No we can’t Sy”

“I wish we could”.

“So do I”.

“But .. even after everything .. I feel blessed right now”. Sy cupped your face. “With you, here in this moment”.

You felt lucky in so many ways. You got to see your grandfather one last time and you got to reconnect with Sy and tell him about the son you both shared. You had no idea what the future held except that you were happy .. for the first time in 10 years.

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