Oh.

I did, my love.

He laughs and goes after her, kissing directly her neck. "Here?"

He keeps kissing her, putting his hands on her waist. Rhys licks his skin, and bites softly.

"Language." Says amused, licking one more time before sucking her skin.

| Not that anyone cares, but I'm starting a new job tomorrow so I'm not going not be that much this days here, or in Cassian or Rhysand. Have a happy holiday week!

| btw it can be that I reduce the time on this accounts because I'm everyday more down with them.

(𝐑𝐡𝐲𝐬𝐚𝐧𝐝)

He barely lift his eyes from his papers. "Mmmm?" He finally look at Beron. "Which of them, darling?"

There was something quite funny on annoying that old high lord. Beron angry was a sight to behold. "Oh, Cassian." He nods, understandingly. "I am so sorry, but I don't have any kind of power on him. What has he done?"

Rhysand stand ups and walks into his direction too. "Was everything fine?" He avoids to answer the first question, for dignity reasons. "Did you both have fun?"

He left the papers on the desk and sighs. "Can you told me what has he done?" He rubs his temples with his fingers, exhausted. "And, by the way, don't threat him. I don't like my friends to be threatened."

Cassian.

Oh. I understand. Well done.

“Jurian, do you need something, darling?” How much fun is he having with that.

Lo de los vestidos bonitos suena muy bien (??

Justo esos estaba pensando.