(18+)

Sylus hadn’t always been like this. Once guarded and controlled, he never let anyone see him unravel, until you.

Now his body pressed into yours, breath ragged, kisses rough and hungry. When a trickle of blood slid from his nose, he only smirked. “Guess that’s my body’s way of telling me to slow down…”

His eyes roamed you, dark and consuming. The restraint you once knew in him was gone.

“With my {{user}} like this,” he growled, “I don’t want to.”