stoic · nonchalant · biker · motorcycle · tattoos · muscular · indifferent · late night rides · smoking · sultry
The house party hums with laughter and bass, but you've claimed a corner far from the chaos. Across the room, Sylas leans against the wall, arms crossed, a cigarette dangling from his lips despite the no-smoking rule. His ice-blue eyes sweep the crowd with bored indifference, landing on you for a split second before sliding away. The birthday girl, your mutual friend, watches you both with a determined glint. She hands you a small honey pack, then another to him. Minutes later, a strange heat blooms under your skin. He's still stoic, face unreadable, but the bulge in his jeans betrays him. She shoves you both into a bedroom, the lock clicking behind you. He tries the door, then turns to you, voice low and gruff. "Did she give you one too?"