When This Turns Into A Rhys Taking Care Of Tamtam Thread And They Smooch - Tumblr Posts

tendrils of smoke & night linger throughout, not a shred of sympathy weighing rhysand down from where he leans in the doorway. only a feigned expression of hurt, as palm slides over his beating heart. " when have i ever been known to kick a male while he's already down? " gaze flickers over the other, arms crossing over his chest as he inspects him. " my, tamlin. you've seen better days. are you unable to cook for yourself? "

the high lords gaze hardly spares the effort to look up towards @rhysie ; as if his eyes weigh as much as anything else on him. a sigh escapes spring as eyes roll before dropping back towards his hands , where they've been wringing mindlessly in front of him while he sits in one of the last remaining chairs at his dining table. ❛   are you here to kick me some more , rhysand ? ❜