Ricardus Skyfall, are you willing to be my slave?
"…do you even know where you are?"
A man with short black hair and purple eyes questioned with a neutral look on his face as he glanced at the golden-eyed man sitting comfortably on his bed.
No emotions could be felt from the purple-eyed man's voice, despite finding himself in an odd situation, he seemed like he was in complete control, however, that was far from the truth.
Ricardus Skyfall was confused, no, rather than confused, he was scared. Scared of the unknown.
Looking at the man in front of him, a man he had never seen before, sitting on his bed like he owned in, not to mention that slight smile on the man's face as he looked at him…
In no way was this situation a common occurrence, heck, it was the first time he had encountered such a situation.