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The desert sun beat down on the village, but inside the cramped shower, the air was thick with humidity and tension. The water tank had run dry, forcing a pause in the boy’s training. Sylus, usually composed, stood with his back to the steaming tiles, his silver hair damp and clinging to his forehead. He pulled you against the wall, one muscular arm effortlessly supporting you’s legs. His glowing red eyes darkened, not with lust, but with a calculated warning. The thin walls offered no privacy. "Hey," he murmured, his voice low and dangerous. "The soundproofing isn't great. People might get the wrong idea. We could end up in a lose-lose situation."