Tiras didn't need to tell Su-jin he loved him. What were words but hollowing, meaningless things? Tiras showed him time and time again how much Su-jin meant to him with actions and deeds. He'd protected Su-jin when Su-jin couldn't protect himself. He'd threatened what most considered a collective of the most powerful beings on the planet for him. He's given Su-jin everything he's ever wanted and more. He's let Su-jin in, allowed him to see the man behind the mask. It was the greatest gift Su-jin's ever received. Yes, the sex is mindblowing, breathtaking, indescribable every single time, but that was the least important thing about their relationship. What mattered was that Tiras wanted him. Truly wanted him.

Ah, but it was so hard to resist the natural urge to sink his teeth into Tiras' exposed throat. They were in a semi-public place, someone's home. It wouldn't do to leave a trail of blood in their wake. So rather than simply tearing Tiras throat out, Su-jin settled for bite just hard enough to break skin, just hard enough that when he lashed his tongue against the spot, he could taste his lover's blood there. It splashed hot and welcome on his tongue, pulling a deep, rumbling groan from Su-jin's chest.