Page 118 of How Not to Date an Angel

“Fluffy,” he settled on.

Rami’s lips twitched, chest aching. “Fluffy?”

“They look soft,” Julian said, shrugging.

“Do you want to touch them?”

Julian’s eyes widened, and he nodded.

“Go ahead, then,” Rami offered.

They studied Julian’s expression as they shifted a wing in his direction, curling around both of their bodies.

His gaze was greedy, taking Rami in, mouth slightly parted and red from their kisses.

Rami shivered as he touched their wing, the sensation like that of someone trailing fingers down their spine.

“They’re so silky,” Julian mumbled. “They’re beautiful. Holy—” He trailed off, and Rami snickered as he corrected with “—cow.”

Something in their chest fluttered, too big to fit, too large to put a name to, and they sighed beneath Julian’s touch.

“Do the eyes actually… see?”

Rami nodded. “Mostly feelings and emotions, but they’re not, ah, cognizant. So feel the feathers all you want. For now,” Rami said quietly. “Because I’m having the urge to have my way with you,” they admitted.

Julian’s dark gaze flicked up to them. “Is that so?”

“Yes,” they said, with no hesitation. “I want to take you to bed.”

Julian swayed toward them and it was more intoxicating than any of the drinks they’d had together earlier that night.

“Well, Feathers, what are you waiting for?” Julian purred.

Rami’s nostrils flared, and then they were gripping Julian’s hand and leading him upstairs.

There was no room for awkwardness or uncertainty in that moment.

They felt empowered after stepping up, protecting someone they cared about. They could be in control of their life, instead of just letting things happen to them.

Rami wanted Julian.

And they were going to have him.

Emboldened, Rami pulled him close, kissing him and wrapping both their arms and their wings around him.

“Like a cloud,” Julian muttered into the kiss before their tongues twined.

Rami hummed and felt the growing length of Julian through his pants, just like they’d felt him earlier, too, on the dance floor.

He’d been so open with them, accepting their affections with not even a shrug. In fact, his eyes had lit up, softening every time Rami touched him in front of their new friends.

Their heart did that thing again and they felt like crying from the force of their affection, but instead they pulled away and pushed Julian down on the bed.

“Had your fill yet?”

Julian arched a brow. “No, but I have a feeling whatever you have in store for me will be just as fun.”

Rami grinned down at him. “Tell me if it’s silly,” they began.

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