[Feeling Asura lift him with the flex of those powerful thighs is enough to temporarily make Booker forget his irritation and he just groans, face flushing as he gets go of the ear to pant and stabilize himself with a hand gripping Asura's shoulder, and though there is no matching weight in the front of his own pants, he none the less moves his hand so he can grind down against Asura's arch.

The hand climbing up along his spine makes the muscles of his back twitch and flex and in answer his wings flare slightly.

And when the bloodied fingers are pressed to his lips he pauses for only a moment before licking at them once, then sucking lightly on the tips.]