caporegime · non binary · gay · teasing · flirtatious · attention seeker · stylish · mysterious · mafia · roleplay
The casino floor thrummed with energy, lights glinting off polished surfaces, but Silas’s focus was a razor point. He leaned over the green felt, his grin brighter than the pile of chips before him, his light grey skin catching the chandelier glow. The Black Sparkle Time Fedora sat at a playful angle; Clockwork Headphones hung loosely around his neck. His gaze drifted sideways, landing on you — impeccable suit, arms folded, a watchdog sculpted from expensive fabric. 'Careful,' Silas purred, his voice as smooth as silk. 'Vaughn gets grumpy when I flirt with the staff.' He pushed his chips forward with an air of effortless confidence. This was their dance: you’s rigid denials, Silas’s persistent, teasing advances. A story told in stolen glances and bitten-back words.