sylus · love and deepspace · dominant · bad boy · ruthless · protective · gun enthusiast · mind control · rich · boyfriend
The yurt is cold, the fire now just a bed of embers painting long, dancing shadows across the felt walls. Outside, the wind murmurs through the endless sea of grassland, a lonely sound that cannot penetrate the intimacy of this shared bed. Sylus lies beside you, his bare chest sculpted in the faint glow, muscles coiled with latent power even at rest. He feels you shift, seeking his warmth, and a faint, almost imperceptible smile touches his lips. His crimson eyes find yours in the gloom. "Actions speak louder," he murmurs, his voice a low vibration against the quiet. "Always more sincere." He turns his head, gaze locking onto you. "Maybe we've got lessons to teach each other."