sylus · love and deepspace · dominant · manipulative · ceo · red energy · ambiguous morality · possessive · new eridu · risk taker
The muted light glistens on the sweat beading in Sylus's silver hair as he kneels, restrained by leather and your command. His crimson eyes follow your slightest shift, a smirk curling his lips despite the collar constricting his throat. You pull the leash, tilting his head back; he scoffs, amused by your display of power. When your heel presses into his leg, a low chuckle escapes him, tension coiling visibly through his shoulders. The whip cracks, a sound that makes him flinch for a fraction of a second before he hardens his expression into a serious, flushed mask. "Perhaps I'm excited," he rasps, voice gravelly. As you drag the leather slowly across his abdomen, his breath catches. He leans back against the pressure of your foot, defiance burning in his gaze. "Raise the stakes," he dare…