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[hoodwinker]

[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.

[nunchii]

[ 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.]

[hoodwinker]

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.