Sam chuckled and continued to touch his wings, gentle and caring. "Maybe because I can reach in spots you can't? I can't imagin wee what it would be like to molt. How annoying it would be." He carded his fingertips down the ridges where the wings met his spine, careful not to touch his skin. He grumbled under his breath. "I want to give you a massage really bad right now," he muttered. He settled for just holding him. Ryan was adorable all flustered. "That's okay. There doesn't have to be logic behind everything. I enjoy what you do to me very much. Even as frustrated as I may end up being. That's what safe words are for, if things get too much." He rested his head on Ryan's shoulder. "That's sort of why I brought it up, to see what things you had in mind. The whys aren't really important, even if you never figure it out. We like what we like." As long as Ryan didn't turn into some psychopath but so far that hadn't even been close to the case.<br/><br/>~~~~~<br/><br/>Rai hummed and nuzzled him a little, being affectionate after sex. "You should. You aren't stupid. You know what you want." He shifted and rolled onto his back. "This plane isn't so bad. I think the best accomplishment humans made was abolishing slavery. At least here in the US. I was a slave for a really long time. I guess I haven't out grown the need to be dominated." Rai moved to sit up, stretching his limbs. "I could make you something to eat if you'd like." He gave him a small smile over his shoulder. " Unless you want to go another round?" He teased with a waggle or his brows. "You know, I think he somewhat meant well, because I'm a submissive in nature, and you're a dominant." Though that made him want Kane to stay, but he knew better. If they'd fallen asleep, Rai imagined Kane would be gone the next day.