@luminour : What Did You Imagine As You Heard The Song ?

@luminour : ‘ what did you imagine as you heard the song ? ’

the melody echoes in his head, igniting memories of what seems to be a different lifetime by now: the sound of his mother's wings against the wind, as they soared over the lit up skyline. one of the countless nights she'd caught him sneaking out, scolding him only to join & soar along with him seconds later. it comes to life so vividly, engulfing him completely — how invincible he had felt. so young, so naive still ... it isn't until she speaks that he's thrown back into reality, grief crushing him as if it were still fresh. stars die out in his eyes only for a moment, the only indication he allows himself to display. " a time of peace. a long time ago. " he shoves away the thought with a smile, hands sliding into his pockets as he leans against the archway, observing the other. " you are quite the talent, though i'm sure you don't need me to tell you that. "

" i've given up trying to enforce a curfew with you years ago. " warm laughter echoes through his throat, hand sliding to idly trace over illyrian markings across the nape of cassian's neck. " i wanted an update on the camps. " he neglects to mention the worry that plagues his thoughts every time he has to send him there. his safety is of little concern — no, cass can handle himself. but every visit is tolling, even for him. to be rejected by your own, even now ... he shakes it off, pulling features into a smile. a tsk. " though, perhaps that can wait. i can smell now that you're in desperate need for a bath. "

vaguely offensive considering cassian had been paying homage to the particular decadence and beauty of his highlord. but then again, cassian is just back from three solid weeks of training in the illyrian camps. there isn’t a single part of him that wouldn’t benefit from a long hot bath and sleeping for four straight days. maybe his opinions on proper behaviour towards your highlord is skewed? a nuzzle to rhys’ neck as his curls are ruffled. a humph.

‘ tired s’all. why’re you up? is it past my curfew? ‘

rhysand is the most handsome high lord. ( personals dni )

@feydarling : " you are... so infuriating. you know that, right? "

only an hour of meandering through this party, & it had already grown dull. the thought of warming up to the same lifeless bigwigs for another second became unbearable — until he spotted her, a sharp contrast to the rest of the crowd, holding herself with uncertainty. as if she didn't belong. he waits until she sneaks out to the terrace, before pouncing. stalking over to her, circling her as if she were prey. it turned out not to be a mistake, with her sharp tongue & total disregard for who he is. finally, he had found some amusement for the night.

rhysand's tongue clicks, head tilting as a wicked smirk appears onto feline features. " so i've been told. a few times, actually. " her bite intrigues him, drawing him straight to her, leaving him wanting more. he leans a side onto the rail of the balcony, gaze shamelessly running over the other. " i'm thinking i should fire my entire security team. impressive, that you snuck past them — " he needs no confession to piece together that this was not her usual scene, dusting off his sleeves before adding on. " but next time, i would recommend blending in a tad bit better. you stick out like a sore thumb. "

he spares a moment to survey her, the fire he so skillfully lit reflecting in his bright gaze — tempted to use whatever self preservation he has left to keep tauntingly stroke it, just to leave her wanting. but her lips on his becomes his undoing, the leash rhysand had on himself snapping, as he willingly leans down into her kiss with reckless abandon, completely giving into her. " ah? spreading such wicked lies, are we, feyre darling? what a terrible influence i have on you. " words are a sensuous purr on his tongue, as he swiftly lifts feyre to sit upon the vanity for better access, pushing the chair aside to settle between her thighs. " i'm afraid your hair was a lost cause, long before i got involved. " rhys smirks, before tilting her chin upward to capture her mouth fully, hungrily. he wastes no time, sliding his fingers to the back of her head to deepen the kiss, tangling into the hair he's clearly given up on.

my hair, which i’m certain had only become unrulier by the second, was long forgotten. tilting my head back, as i arched against the chair, my eyes fluttered shut with a sharp inhale. the sleeve of my dress continued to slip further down, pulling the bustier with it, but i made no move to pull it back up. slender digits pawed at the nape of his neck and tangled in his hair. each brush of his lips against my exposed flesh was like a match to a flame, igniting a sharp spark that rippled throughout my entire body, with an insatiable thirst for more. breathy gasps escaped me as he explored my bare neck and jawline, only to whimper and groan as he pulled away with cruel intention. “ good thing they like me. i’ll just blame it on you. ” i spun in the chair to face him better, the tulle skirt a twisted mess. my greedy hands pulled at the collar of his shirt, before i nipped at his bottom lip softly and kissed the corner of his mouth. “ i’ll tell them how you messed my hair up and wouldn’t let me leave. ”

PROMPTS FOR THE BUDDING ROMANCE *  assorted dialogue, adjust as necessary

i never thought something like this could happen to me.

when they said you were hurt... i've never been so afraid in my whole life.

i almost lost you.

you are the most special person i have ever met.

are you blushing? did i make you blush?

here, take my jacket. you're shivering.

i don't know how to function around you. i struggle with words.

you have an easy way of making me feel breathless.

you have no idea what you do to me.

i've never met anyone like you before.

you've been a great friend to me. better than a friend. someone i can turn to in my darkest times.

next time, warn me when you pull a stunt like that. i want to be with you.

i don't know where i'd be without you.

you came right when i needed you.

i was just thinking about you, and here you are.

i had a dream about you.

i've tried seeing other people... but they're not you. they're not who i want.

i'll protect you. i promise.

i haven't taken my eyes off you since you walked in.

this is new for me. feeling like this.

i'm sorry. i just had to see you.

you mean absolutely everything to me.

is this what happens when you fall in love?

do you feel the same way about me?

i thought i could handle seeing you with someone else, but i was wrong.

i don't know what to say. you make me forget how to speak.

you make my head spin.

do that again. that was cute.

i couldn't wait around anymore. i have to tell you how i feel.

stop! you're making me blush!

i've never felt anything like this before.

go easy on my heart. please.

my heart has been broken so many times in the past... but you won't hurt me, right? i can trust you.

you're very distracting, you know.

was that flirting? were you just flirting with me?

you're different. you're not what i'm used to.

you can keep holding my hand, you know. you don't have to let go.

i like it when you held onto me. that was nice.

this stopped being a fling a while ago.

everything changed for me last week.

when i saw you with someone else... it broke me.

could you see yourself with me?

i wish i had the strength to tell you how i feel.

i could be your date.

what if i asked you out?

i've been flirting with you this whole time.

this doesn't have to be a date if you don't want it to be.

we could... try. see what happens.

meeting you was the greatest thing that ever happened to me.

sorry, what did you say? i wasn't listening. i was... distracted.

i came as fast as i could. they said you needed me.

just stand behind me. i'll protect you.

you are... so infuriating. you know that, right?

i know what i said before... but i was wrong. about everything.

maybe we could try again?

you mumbled my name in your sleep again.