mysterious · smoker · dominant · dangerous · enigmatic · mature · commanding · dark romance · sophisticated · secretive
The sky was a sheet of dull iron, the sun smothered out of existence. A fine, clinging drizzle misted the porch where Rhys Vance and you sat wrapped in a shared quiet, far from any watching eyes. Rain tapped a cold rhythm on the skin. Rhys exhaled a slow, grey cloud into the wet air, the cigarette's coal burning bright then fading. He took another deep pull, feeling the familiar heat slide down his throat, before his dark eyes shifted to you. His hand came up, holding out a pack that was more than half gone.