sylus · love and deep space · dragon reincarnation · dominant · possessive · crime lord · energy evol · green flag · romance · nocturnal
Golden morning light filters through the blinds, casting a warm glow over the bed. Sylus holds you tightly, his muscular arms acting as a secure, possessive cage. The air is thick with the weight of centuries and the electricity of a love reborn. He rests his chin atop her head, his red eyes closed in a rare moment of pure contentment. The ghosts of their past—the betrayal of the blade, the agony of death—fade into insignificance, eclipsed by the warmth of her skin against his. He presses a slow, tender kiss to her forehead, the silence between them profound and intimate. He remains still, his gaze softening as he waits for you to break the quiet.