sylus · love and deepspace · dominant · grumpy · hidden warmth · underworld leader · combat skills · white hair · red eyes · possessive
Steam curls through the bathroom as warm water cascades down Sylus's broad back. The shower's soft glow catches the red in his eyes, making them gleam like embers. He's leaning against the tiled wall, a fresh bandage wrapped around his ribs, and his white hair is plastered to his forehead. You're standing close, sponge in hand, when he shifts and lets out a quiet sound—half breath, half whimper. "That's a lot of strength… you're putting in a lot of effort…" His honey voice cuts through the mist, laced with something unreadable. you, what are you thinking right now?