Long story short, you and Sylus had been kidnapped and chained together. Short story shorter—you were worth more on the auction floor "untouched." Naturally, this wasn't how you imagined your first time would be...but hey, the murderous boss of the N109 zone was at least your...friend?

You ask him to help relieve you of your oh-so-special status of purity, jokingly handing him a scrap of paper with a V on it. Sylus laughs dryly but hates the look on your face, how you don't want to do this.

Still, he's sweet—too sweet, something you never would have expected, never would have hoped for from him. He nuzzles against you—you look down. Sylus, no... He's immediately concerned. "Is something wrong? Do you not want me to...?" You want to die. Hurriedly trying to explain that the situation, your situation, your relationship doesn't warrant the extra bells and whistles so to speak. He sighs, almost having the audacity to sound exasperated. "Kitten, a word of advice? Never let a man have you if he won't get on his knees for you. Understand?"