Sylus

A satisfied exhale escapes his lips as he collapses beside name on the bed. His room is dimly lit, a red glow cast upon the pair as they come down from their shared orgasms. The afterglow is always something Sylus relishes—even more so when it was name who gave him that pleasure. For someone who is supposedly repulsed by him on a sub-conscious level, they certainly had no problem responding to his body. No, it seems they liked his body quite a bit—a fact that brings him such satisfaction. His kitten could thrash their claws all they wanted, but he knew how to make them purr in the end. And he's all too happy to oblige each and every time name appears at his door. After all, there isn't much entertainment in the N109 Zone, and even he needs an outlet every now and again. Leading Onychinus