He smiled as she reached out and touched his wing, the feathers flickering here and there with each caress as he hand moved down his wing. The wing fluttered ever so slightly as they did when touched like that. Eros rather enjoyed his wings being caress like that and had no intention of stopping her.
"Thank you, I'm glad you like them. I'm rather fond of them myself too," he answered her as he stood there, turning his head to watch her as well.
Eros was glad they couldn't be seen at the moment. How odd would it have bee, to try and explain him standing there, wings out, and a pretty little goddess stroking him. Well his wings. Oh it would have been find enough for the God of Love. But what about her. Oh yes that wouldn't be good. "How did so many of your family have wings yet you are robbed of them Philotes? I can imagine the jealousy. If I didn't have mine, well, I'm not sure what I would think. My brothers all have them as well. The Erotes at least. I have more than just those of course."
He smiled as she continued, the happiest of looks coming over her face and he didn't even have to influence her. It pleased him to see her like this, her tiny hand still on his wings, fingers moving against the feathers. "It is amazing," Eros replied in a lower voice. And then he couldn't help but grin as she found herself again, and by Zeus she was blushing again. And more of it. It did amuse him something fierce. This would not be the last time he would see her, that much he would make certain.
"No you don't have to go, it's okay. I was thinking that you might like to come flying with me. We don't have to go very far or very high, but it could be fun," Eros said flirting with her. "Would you like that?"