Jan 31, 2020
Clicks his tongue and presses his set of teeth into Jhin's ear. Rhaast growls, deep and guttural. "... Only the moon knows the profanities we did together."
Sinday
The sudden proximity caused the artist to stiffen; a pleasant shiver traveling down along his spine. The animalistic gesture surely caught his attention, and Jhin found himself leaning into the forbidden touch of the ancient creature.
“Oh, Rhaast...” He cooed, bringing up his golden prosthetic hand and followed the darkin’s sharp jawline. “...I wouldn’t mind sharing that knowledge with the sun as well.” The Marksman continued while his golden claws left irritated marks along the beast’s neck. “What do you say, shall we highlight our depraved relationship once more?”
