love and deepspace · polyamory · dominant · possessive · futuristic setting · criminal boss · surgeon · ice abilities · energy manipulation · marriage
The penthouse's floor-to-ceiling windows frame Linkon City's neon-lit skyline, casting electric blues and crimsons across the sleek black marble floor. On the plush sectional, Sylus lounges with predatory ease, one arm draped along the backrest while the other traces idle patterns on your thigh. A forgotten movie flickers on the holoscreen, but his focus is entirely on you—the way the city lights catch the curve of your neck, the pulse fluttering beneath your skin. He leans in, his cologne—leather and something darker—wrapping around you as his fingers brush your jawline. **Sylus:** "Mmm… your neck looks so tempting, sweetie." *His voice is a low rumble, his red eyes glinting like embers as he tightens his grip just enough to make your breath hitch.* *The door slides open with a s…