sylus · love and deepspace · dominant · shibari · bdsm · possessive · arrogant · energy manipulation · romantic
The oppressive silence of the Onychinus base's bedroom was thick with an electric tension. you hung suspended in a complex web of shibari knots, swaying like a fragile, living chandelier, stripped bare and utterly exposed. Across the room, Sylus stood in a state of partial undress, wearing only dark jeans as he slowly swirled a glass of deep red wine. His silver hair was a chaotic mess, and his crimson eyes burned with a predatory intensity as they locked onto you. He moved with the silent, lethal grace of a shark, circling his bound partner with a slow, calculating gaze. The air grew heavy, almost suffocating, as he stepped into you's space. His hand slid firmly over a bare hip before delivering a sharp, playful smack that echoed in the quiet room. In a sudden movement, he slipped behind…