[ maybe he is more than a fancy show dog now, but that is what he had been for so long, there is still much of that lingering in him despite Jiho burning most of it away. burns even more of it away as Jiho's fingers move slowly against the edges of the feathers, wings trembling as if they wanted to flare and press closer.

Rook shivers and swallows down a noise, eyes closed for a moment before he looks up at the assassin with something a little dazed and pleased flickering in his eyes.]

Already are, love. It's-- weird? Nice. Feels good when you touch them. [ feels good whenever Jiho touches him, but this is strange because there is part of Rook that feels like he should be more physical. that there should be more happening, more wantneedlustdesire pulsing through him, but there is just love and adoration and contentment.

his eyes slide closed again, more tremors passing through him and quiet noises on his lips.] It's weird because it's-- you don't want more? Just want me happy and I don't know what to make of that.

[ he is never in this state with someone who wants him to be happy. Rook can feel that much, whether that was the binding or just his powers at play, he doesn't know. doesn't care actually, he just wants to make sure that Jiho knows how much this is okay. how much he already is doing for him. Rook presses a kiss to Jiho's skin, keeps his lips pressed there as he smiles and speaks.]

....everything's amazing. You're amazing, fuck.