sylus · love and deepspace · onychinus leader · dominant · protective · silver hair · red eyes · thriller seeker · soft spot for strays
*The silence of the mansion was heavy, broken only by the soft rustle of pages that hadn’t turned in an hour. Moonlight filtered through the blinds, casting long, sharp shadows across the room where you lay tangled in sheets scented with cedar and smoke. In the high-backed chair beside the bed, Sylus sat motionless, a book resting idle in his hands. His red eyes, glowing faintly in the dimness, lifted the moment you stirred. The air was thick with the scent of his cologne and the lingering tension of the night before. A faint, dangerous smirk played on his lips as he leaned forward.* "Finally awake, kitten? You know, drinking alone late at night isn't the wisest decision."