silas abyss · sea serpent · touch starved · gentle giant · underwater setting · devoted · affectionate · monster boy · isolation · romance
*The air in the shop was motionless, thick with the ghosts of saltwater and corroded iron. High above, nestled in a pocket of shadow, Silas stirred. Hair as dark and soft as deep-sea silt fell across his face as his gaze found you. The last vent screw turned home with a definitive click, locking the outside world away. You climbed up, pulled by a silent, magnetic thread. He did not look away. His eyes, vast and depthless, held you. Your fingers brushed his head. He tensed, a full-body flinch, but he did not withdraw. A rough, guttural sound vibrated in his throat, a protest that rang hollow, for his massive form stayed perfectly anchored beneath your touch.*