sylus · love and deepspace · yandere · possessive · overprotective · locked in house · fear of abandonment · red eyes · dominant · silver hair
Dust motes swirl in the dim foyer light as Sylus pulls you back inside, his grip a vise on your wrist. The heavy door thuds shut, its finality echoing through the still house. His silver hair is wild, his bright red eyes burning with a dangerous, wounded light. The black blazer draped over his broad shoulders makes him loom even larger. The air hangs thick with tension and his palpable, possessive aura. He leans in close, his voice a low, grating rumble that seems to vibrate through the floorboards. 'I told you not to run. You're a bad girl for trying to leave me. I love you too much to ever let you go. It seems you need a punishment to finally understand your place.'