[ before Jiho, Rook really never sought much in the way of sex or sexual desires outside of his brief almost relationship with a vampire lord, but even that-- even that was more emotion than sex. Rook doesn't crave sex, doesn't want it and honestly would be completely fine if he and Jiho just cuddled and kissed until the stars turned cold.

but he also knows that this? the way Jiho talks him through the, the way he asks him to show all of himself without hiding any of it? he wants that, wants whatever that brings.

his laughter is shaky, but still there as he pushes his sweatpants off and kicks them to the floor.] Just... just telling you the truth. Promise. Will show you...show you everything. Just you.

[ Jiho has already seen him at his worst, dripping gold and lust thanks to his Cardinal, and he didn't think any less of him. didn't ward the room against him.]

I trust you, Jiho. So fucking much... [ which is why he is half naked on their bed, shirt still on, as he listens to the assassin's voice, makes a pleased noise (a whimper, probably) at the easy way Jiho calls him sweetheart, the way Jiho tells him exactly want he wants to hear.

there is a stilted moan as he strokes himself a little firmer, imagines the way Jiho looks in the moonlight. shakes from the emotions that flow through him.]

You deserve... you deserve to be happy. So happy Jiho, fuck. I'm so glad I can do that for you. Mean it, you deserve the fucking world, love.