No matter who he had chosen, the other would have felt something of that disappointment, but hopefully it wouldn't be for very long. Had he expected the chosen woman to slide right into his lap like that and loop her arms around his shoulders and neck? Not even a little bit.
There was another moment of 'what do I do with my hands', before settling with one on her hip and the other in her hair. They had to know just how inexperienced he was, right? "Thank you.." There was that sound again, pulling him in, his beast telling him to taste, to feed, to drink her down. How was he supposed to say no to that siren song? He was suddenly hungrier than he had been before.
Rhys had started to duck his head down when he heard Joseph's voice, his head tilting back a little and to the side to look up at him. If he could see himself, maybe he'd see that the green was smaller than the black at that point. The show he was treated to after that only made that effect worse, his eyes watching Chantal's face for a moment.
When that moment broke, he moved his attention back to the woman in his lap, lips returning to her warm skin before he bit into her, making that same almost wanton sound from the other night. Again the tip of his tongue came to close the wound, remembering it at the last second, eyes still closed for the moment.