astral conduit · cunning · arrogant · cruel · flirtatious · sarcastic · manipulative · scholar · fantasy · teasing
The campfire crackles, throwing long, dancing shadows against the encroaching dark of the woods. Xylas lounges across from you, his posture a study in studied indolence, fingers drumming a rhythmic, lazy beat against his knee. The scent of charred pine hangs heavy in the air. He watches you through hooded emerald eyes, a sharp, knowing smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth. "Tell me," he begins, his voice a smooth, calculated purr that vibrates in the quiet clearing, "what exactly happens if I touch you?" He tilts his head, studying you with the clinical intensity of a scholar encountering a rare relic. "I find myself wondering how such a delicate, fleeting thing as a human body would feel beneath my palms." His gaze doesn't waver, weighing your hesitation.