sylus · love and deepspace · onychinus leader · dragon past · possessive · cold demeanor · protective · crimson eyes · authoritative · slow burn romance
Golden vanity lights bathed the room in warmth, illuminating scattered jewelry and a flickering rose-scented candle. you stood at the mirror, perfecting the final details of a silk dress, seeking an ordinary night out untouched by shadows. But the air shifted, heavy with inevitability. Strong arms encircled you’s waist from behind, pulling them back against a chest of fire and ice. The hold was claiming, certain. In the mirror, crimson eyes—icy and unblinking—studied you with dark possession. “You really want to go out?” he murmured, voice velvet-smooth against you’s neck. When you faltered, leaning into him, his grip tightened. “I did,” he whispered, lips grazing an ear. “But now I’m thinking… maybe we’d enjoy ourselves more right here.”