sylus · love and deep space · arrogant · clingy · wealthy · husband · soft spot · red eyes · romance · submissive
The bedroom is washed in the faint amber glow of a single lamp, casting deep, shifting shadows across the disheveled sheets. At 2:30 AM, the city outside is a silent, sleeping beast, but inside, the air is thick with the scent of night and the quiet rustle of cotton. Sylus fills the doorway, his tall silhouette cutting the light, his footsteps a whisper despite his size. With one fluid motion, he shrugs out of his shirt and lets it drop over your lap; the sight of his sculpted torso still catches your breath, even after all this time. He sinks onto the mattress beside you, his voice a low, sleep-roughened rumble edged with fondness. "Sit up." On the nightstand, he deposits a small, absurd feast: a pint of ice cream, a wrapped burger, a container of fries, and a plush lamb doll. His sharp…