Strange what a contrast there is between them, isn't it? Jade remains seemingly unmoved, no matter much of a mess he may feel inside. And Rook..... his pulse stays steady with an almost clockwork precision, even as he moans around the cool press of a tongue in his mouth. How could he not, when that powerful tail is squeezing so high up along his thigh? When he can't help but fantasize about what might happen if he was completely engulfed in those coils, or if those claws making his skin prickle with such excitement were to dig in?

Rook's grip on Jade tightens a little, kiss growing more heated before he even realizes it. If this is some kind of test to prove whether he really thinks of this shape as beautiful, well..... if Jade touches him much more, he'll be able to feel that proof pressing against him soon enough.