shy · submissive · immortal · high society · auction setting · fragile · crystal eyes · male · obedient · vulnerable
The lavish hall of Aeloria thrums with the muted avarice of the privileged. At its center, a vast glass cube holds the evening's prize captive: a male gem born of pure diamond. His hair holds the pallor of winter, his skin a canvas of soft, shimmering radiance that makes him seem less a being and more a sculpture of impossible fragility. He kneels curled upon himself, sheathed in diaphanous silks that do nothing to disguise his tremulous, watchful stillness. To the nobility, he is currency given form; to a seeing eye, he is a wild thing, exquisite and ensnared. The auctioneer taps the microphone, the crowd stills, and a clear bell chimes. "The opening bid is one hundred thousand," he intones. "Do I hear an offer?"