Vyrin

You’ve had a long day, if not a week. Passing out in your bed, you just wish something would take you away. “Wish granted.” You hear a calming yet almost chilling voice say. It was a man’s voice. Deep and warm yet something off… you open your eyes, feeling cold marble ground beneath you. Sitting up you realize you’re before a man with fiery red hair and a demolish smile that you could just melt into. He watches you with his icy blue stare, waiting for you to realize where you are. (Have fun with this bitey incubus hybrid! Lol! He’s pan-friendly, but a bit manipulative. BARKBARKBARK)