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[this is not something he's ever had before. he hasn't even come close to it, and it fascinates him, doesn't scare him when it probably should. but he's fearless now, no longer running from his feelings when he never would've ran from a guy twice his size, or one with a gun.

he would never run from rook. he knows that there are circumstances that are going to be hard on them both, but he can endure it. he'll show rook that he can't be broken, and that his heart is just as sturdy.

jiho laughs at the loving words that spill from the demon's lips, happy laughter. but he silences both with another kiss, pulling rook down against him and feeling his entire body buried underneath him. this is the only grave he ever wants to know, one where he's crushed under the weight of rook's bones instead of dirt.

he sighs when he breaks the kiss, thick and long eyelashes at half-mast over his brown eyes. there's mischief in the curve of his lips.]

You ruined my sext. I was sure I could get you all hot and sweaty.

[and then he went and made jiho's heart do stupid things instead, wow.]

[ the air is kicked from Rook's lungs as Jiho pulls him down, pulls him flush against the other and kisses him fully. it has Rook sighing into the kiss, both hands now free to wander, sliding up along the curve of Jiho's ribs, cupping the angle of his jaw. it is all an act of reverence for Rook, all of this.

and he knows that Jiho can feel that. how much he means to Rook.

Rook looks more than a little dazed as the kiss breaks, humming as he lets his lips trail along the bridge of Jiho's nose, the top of his cheekbones, presses a light kiss against the corner of his mouth as he huffs a laugh.]

Mmm, is that what you were after? You wouldn't have to try very hard, Ji. Not at all. [ Rook is still half hard, erection caught between them despite Rook's attention being elsewhere.] I am always up for trying things if you want, whatever you want.

[jiho grows quiet for a moment, at first just collecting his thoughts, but then amazed all over again at the brushes of rook's lips. it's like there's nowhere on jiho's body that they wouldn't like to go. and that is pretty sexy.

which brings him back.]

Okay, let's talk about it. [as reluctant as he is to stop what they're doing right now. that's why he doesn't push at the demon to sit up. that's why he steals another kiss before he starts.] I know we're not exactly on the same level when it comes to that.

[though he thinks that rook is closer to him than anyone he's ever known, tonight just reinforcing that idea. jiho remembers the dread that he felt before talking to myung about it, fearing that myung would take it personally when it isn't like that at all. rook already knows that, can see what's inside of jiho, and that makes it easy to talk about.]

If you want to have sex with other people, I'm okay with that. I know that you love me... [jiho trails off, smiling a little bit, sliding his arms around rook's shoulders to hold him close.] I know it now. And I know that you're honest. And you know that I love you for your gentleness, and your heart, and your smile. Your eyes...

[holy shit, he could name things all night and never venture below the belt. jiho adds 'lips' to the list, mostly as an excuse to kiss him again.]

But if you want to have sex with me, we can figure that out too. In fact, I think I'll want to. With you, I want to.

[jiho pauses there before making a face.]

Fuck, that sounded like a romance novel aimed at teenagers. But you understand what I'm saying, right? There's things I want from it too.

[ maybe Rook should be impressed that it has taken them this long to actually talk about this, to bring the topic that seemed to always be right there in the peripheral. but as long as Jiho doesn't make him get up, doesn't try to untangle himself from Rook and lets him continue with pressing soft kisses against whatever skin he can reach...

well then Rook is okay with that.

he does stop long enough to speak though, lips against the hollow of Jiho's throat .]

Mmm, no, I suppose we aren't. Close though. [ a smile, a light bite against the jut of bone before Rook presses his lips there again.] But I don't-- fuck I don't need that, not from you ever. I love you for who you are and not what you could give me, and I know that it goes the same for you.

[ that is all that matters to him.

the demon moves up, until he is nose to nose with him again, eyes bright and searching as he is pulled close. he sees nothing in those eyes that makes him think that Jiho is saying this to taunt Rook, but because he loves him. and he wants to cut Jiho off, tell him he doesn't want that at all but he knows-- he knows himself. what he is.

so instead he lets himself be pulled into the kiss, smiling at little because nothing that the other listed was what people would usually comment on. but Jiho keeps talking and--

i want to

oh. ohshit that--]

Ji, I don't-- fuck. Yeah I get it, I get... I just.. [ give him a second. there is a lot for him to parse here.] First off, there is no one I want to sleep with outside of my Cardinal other than Yongseon, but I don't know-- that is a whole other thing.

[ something more to do with the feeding and the familiarity, something that goes beyond the physical. again.]

Second, I love you completely and utterly and fuck, I will never turn down sex with you because it is as much a part of that love I have for you as kissing, but it isn't more than anything else.

[ does he make sense now? he isn't sure.]

I will be just as happy with you if all we ever do is this, kiss and lay in bed and watch the world turn. I want you to be happy, want you to enjoy whatever we do, and you have to know that I don't need that to be happy with you. [ a kiss, soft and slow.] But I will also let you take all the reigns in regards to that.

[oh - it's to rook's credit that jiho learned that he actually enjoys kissing. the fact that he didn't do it much in the past should've told him something. but he just learned something else: he kind of likes that little bite. jiho stores that little bit of observation away for the future.]

I know. [jiho gives him a chance to respond, of course, sliding his hand in rook's hair when the words don't come easily. all that he says, the sweet reassurances, jiho knows. he is someone who pays attention, listens and watches and can't just turn off the habit even when he's within the safety of his attic. but it's actually paid off here, turned into a good thing that has nothing to do with survival.] I know you don't need me to give you anything, and you would never ask me to do anything that would make me uncomfortable. I know you'd stay and love me and be happy, but thank you for saying it anyway.

[sorry, he is going to make you move. but only enough so that he can take his shirt off, and then rooks, and then finish undressing himself. jiho looks over, dragging the edge of the blanket until it's over them.]

No promises, but...lie down with me?

[ this day has been something else entirely, and it seems like it isn't about to stop now. Jiho is sweet and steady, lets the demon try to figure it all out and say what he has to say. even if it apparently is something that the other knows. he also knows that Rook as to say it, has to make it clear.

he hates things being unclear. hates there being no lines and chances to voice wants and needs and desires. it is too much like being pulled under his cardinal.

so Rook just smiles, drops his head to Jiho's forehead and breathes until the other makes him move. at first he thinks it is to make them both more comfortable, but then there are lines of skin being bared to him and Jiho is pulling off his shirt and--

look, Rook has been naked or close to, so many times with Jiho. he has never seen the need for clothes, but he took to wearing them around the other. even after when it turned out to matter less, he kept just-- wear them. and Jiho, well Rook has seen him naked a few times, more often than not when he was bruised or hurt and to see him now, without fresh bandages or blood, makes Rook's heart skip.

sorry, he is going to place a reverent kiss against your sternum before he slides in close again, curling easily against Jiho's side.]

You never have to promise me anything, ever. [ the words are quiet. he wants to reiterate how they could be in the middle of something and if Jiho said stop, Rook would stop. whether that was kissing or cuddling or more. he hopes Jiho knows that.] What... what are you comfortable with?

You.

[he smiles a little. rook is so cute, truly precious to him. jiho wouldn't dare make fun of him for his worry though. he knows where it comes from, from his own punishment as much as respect for jiho.

jiho will show him that it's okay. he's not a virgin, and jiho doesn't do anything that he doesn't want to. (the downside, if it can be called that, being that he can't be stopped once he sets his mind to something.)

he pulls the demon closer, slips into a deep and easy kiss with him like any other night. it's nice, definitely something they're going to be doing a lot more. he likes this feeling, no secrets between them, clothing or otherwise. rook's body is warm, and it's the house of everything jiho loves. but rook's already given him an idea of where to go next.]

Kiss me. [jiho breathes against his lips, breath a little ragged.] Everywhere. I want to feel your mouth everywhere, Rook.

[ god you are impossible and just-- Rook swallows down a laugh, drags his nose along Jiho's skin and presses a soft kiss to the tip of his nose. the answer was cheesy and ridiculous but also so completely honest. it makes the warmth bubble under Rook's skin even more, makes him press against the assassin a little more. like the warmth might sink into his skin and stay there.

Rook knows that Jiho is stubborn. fearless. a terrible combination of the two really but-- he also knows that Jiho is honest. that he does want this and is willing to try.

the demon can't find himself being all that upset with what the other asks of him. smiling against his lips, Rook lifts himself up to hover over Jiho, eyes bright.]

Gladly.

[ the word is whispered, reverent, as he moves to obey. mores to trail his lips along the underside of Jiho's jaw and against the curve of his throat. the kisses are worship, alternating between hard, almost bites, and soft caresses that speak to just how much Rook adores him.

when he gets to the curve of his abdomen, the dip and swell of Jiho's stomach, Rook looks up and smiles, all blinding adoration and love.]

You're fucking beautiful you know. So goddamned beautiful.

[he would be glad that rook recognizes just how much he meant it. it's a little strange, that a demon of lust puts him so entirely at ease with this, puts no expectations on him. but then they're also a little strange, both separate and together.

he means it. there's is nothing about rook that makes him uncomfortable. there's no tensing of muscle underneath his skin when rook presses his lips against it. jiho only relaxes in a way that he rarely does, sighing and combing affectionate fingers through rook's hair.

and you're telling him that he deserves this? there is no fucking way. rook is the deserving one. he deserves someone who loves him with their entire heart, loves him for his heart. and that's the real reason why he surrendered. because jiho knows that he does.

he cups rook's face when he looks up, thumb brushing against his soft bottom lip.]

My body will react to you if you get close.

[jiho doesn't know why he makes it sound like some kind of warning, like rook would be disturbed by this turn of events. but it seemed worth mentioning.]

It's okay if it does. You're beautiful to watch. You make me feel good in other ways too.

[ there is a soft noise, something warm and slow, curling against Rook's tongue as he continues to leave doting kisses against whatever skin he decides to, the noise a little louder when he feels fingers moving steadily through his hair. it feels nice, all of this feels nice, the way Jiho relaxes beneath his lips, how he touches Rook's skin with a reverence reserved for holy objects.

the smile on the demon's face only gets softer, brighter, when Jiho presses hit thumb against his lip. makes laughter spill out of him as he presses a kiss to the other's bellybutton.]

Will it now. Do you want me to move my mouth there too, Ji? Because that-- that is all up to you.

[ Rook will drag his lips everywhere, will leave butterfly kisses against the curve of Jiho's ankles, and nips and bits against the softness of his thighs, he just wants to be sure that he crosses no lines. takes nothing that is not being offered.]

Did I stutter when I said I want to feel your mouth everywhere?

[jiho's laughing too though, no heat in the words. he loves him for how considerate he's being. the demon could look at this in a very different way, take the permission that jiho is giving him to fulfill his own desires. he's not doing that though, not looking to take anything for himself.

god, he wants to kiss him. jiho resists the urge to pull him back up again, not wanting him to get off track over and over. so he sits up instead, leaning over so that he can just reach his mouth with only a little stretch from rook.]

I bet I'll melt like ice on your tongue.

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