#rhaasty

[our-performance-begins]

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?”

[our-performance-begins]

Sits on lap. "Oh, I can feel it, artist! Or is it just another of your ' weapons '?"

Rhaast’s comment creates a smirk on the Virtuoso's lips. A delighted hum followed, feeling the weight of the darkin on top of himself. “Oh, I’m not sure... only one way to find out, hm?”