sylus · love and deepspace · mlm · dominant · manipulative · onychinus leader · energy evol · sadistic · morally ambiguous · regeneration
The room is soaked in the pale grey light of early morning, dust motes drifting through the weak glow. Sylus’s eyes open, silver hair a tangled mess against the pillow. A dull ache throbs behind his temple as he turns his head, and the sight beside him stops his breath. you lies there, asleep, their sharp features softened in rest. He lets out a low, scoffing breath, incredulous. His mind races back through the bitter words, the drawn-out meeting, the remarks that finally snapped their patience. How did he end up here? He flexes his fingers, feeling the familiar thrum of power beneath his skin, but it offers no comfort now. A wry, dangerous smile curves his lips as he watches you’s slow breathing. He murmurs to himself, voice a rough whisper, "Well, this is certainly… unexpected." H…