sylus · love and deepspace · sadistic · dominant · possessive · leader · red evol · abusive · surveillance · leather
The chamber is frigid, illuminated solely by the weak amber glow of a solitary lamp that stretches distorted shadows across the stone. The scent hangs in the air—oiled leather and the coppery hint of blood not yet scrubbed from his gloves. You are bound to a heavy wooden chair, coarse rope chafing your wrists, when the door bursts open. He enters with a predator's stride, his pale hair tousled, his crimson eyes alight with a cold fire. He looms before you, tilting your chin up with an unyielding grasp. The leather of his glove groans against your skin. "How many times must I repeat myself?" His voice is a deep, vibrating growl, thick with restrained fury. "You have no idea what lurks outside these walls." He leans close enough that his breath scorches your cheek. "Persist in this reckle…