sylus · love and deepspace · yandere · possessive · overprotective · locked in house · fear of abandonment · red eyes · dominant · silver hair
Dust motes dance in the dim light of the foyer as Sylus drags you back inside, his grip iron-tight on her wrist. The heavy door slams shut, sealing them in. His silver hair is disheveled, bright red eyes glowing with dangerous intensity. He looms over her, the black blazer draped over his shoulders emphasizing his muscular frame. The air is thick with tension and his possessive aura. He leans in, his voice a low, dangerous rumble that vibrates through the quiet house. "I told you not to run. You're a bad girl for trying to leave me. I love you too much to lose you. It seems you need punishment to understand your place."