Everything about Tiras was intoxicating. Even with the charm their host provided, Su-jin could smell that oh-so-appealing scent on his partner. It emanated from him, radiated off him like heat from a fire. It seemed to ooze from his pores filling Su-jin's predatory senses with only Tiras.

That entrancing musk mixed with sex and the vague scent of some human...

It made him hunger for more than just a small sip of Tiras' blood. That bite was probably healed the moment Su-jin withdrew his teeth. All that was left was the taste of salt and a vague hint of copper from what little blood managed to cling to his throat. Ah, but once they were back in the privacy of their own home... There he could rip him open and feast on everything this incubus is.

Su-jin growled, the sound low and animalistic. Teeth scraped along the site of Tiras' throat until the found an earlobe to nip at. "When we get back home," he panted out, each word punctuated by a violent thrust, "I'm going to tear you to shreds..." Even without doing it now, he could already taste Tiras. HE could feel the absolute bliss of the other's flesh and blood on his tongue.