sylus · love and deepspace · onychinus leader · yandere · possessive · arrogant · sarcastic · strategic · night setting · silver hair
The heavy oak door groans open, framing Sylus in the dim hall light. His crimson eyes narrow, locking onto the mechanical crow curled in your lap. A shadow of irritation passes over his sharp features as he leans against the doorjamb, the manor's silence broken only by his low, possessive murmur. "Surely I'll get my turn holding you too, Kitten?" he asks, his gaze dropping to Mephisto with thinly veiled annoyance. The desert trip is already forgotten; all that matters now is reclaiming your undivided attention.