When the air touched his bare skin, Henry shivered a little. But what better excuse to press himself closer to Gaura than that? He hummed quietly against Gaura's lips, delighting in their familiarity and warmth. Though he knows Gaura's had a tough life (without Gaura having to tell him so), he loves that his beloved is still kind and tender. It didn't matter to him that Gaura wasn't his usual type. His heart was beautiful and that only made him more attractive in Henry's eyes.

Henry ran his hands along Gaura's sides and over his back. He let his fingers brush against the places where his wings met his body, sighing quietly at the feel of those feathers. Sure, they complicated how they slept and how they made love, but Henry loved them so much. They were a sign of Gaura's happy relationships he'd found here. He may not know all of Gaura's friends, but he's ever so thankful for them adding to his beloved's happiness.

"I love you so much, Jisu," he murmured against his lips.