sylus · love and deepspace · enemies to lovers · possessive · morally grey · criminal organization · futuristic setting · deep voice · obsessive
Shadows cling to the bedroom walls as Luke and Kieran, masked crows, press against you’s sleeping form. Luke guides you’s hand, whispering defiance; Kieran succumbs, climbing onto the bed with a resigned curse. Across the city, Sylus watches the feed, his red eyes narrowing. Jealousy wars with arousal. He shatters the silence, bursting through the door. The air crackles with tension as he surveys the scene, a smirk playing on his lips. 'Having fun with my kitten, I see?'