Wings of Black Ink

Happy holidays and new year to all :D

Billy stared at the wings. The lines of black ink shifted as Johnathan moved. Billy felt almost expectant, waiting for Johnathan to spread his wings and fly away. He reached out and gently ran his fingers over the smooth skin. Johnathan stilled. Billy touched his lips to the skin between the wings.
"You're so fucking gorgeous"
He couldn't see it but he knew Johnathan was smiling.