This kind of talk should really be boring but honestly he loved hearing about things like this. Because Su-jin was the one doing them and the one interested in them. So he smiled as he listened.
"Mm," he hummed with a slight nod. "The owner has invited a select number of collectors to make offers on it. It's not a traditional auction with an auctioneer or an agency taking bids on the owner's behalf. They're doing it all themself."
Su-jin hummed again, letting his fingers trail mindless patterns over Silvio's bare skin. "I don't know if they're taking any other criteria into consideration other than price." He secretly hoped so since he (on Tiras' behalf) was a prolific collector. "Are you familiar with Rosetti's works?"
"And you got an invite? You must have a reputation." Him or his partner. He knew Su-jin had told him in the past that Tiras apparently had his fingers in a lot of honey pots. Usually without even remembering that he did. The stories were honestly always funny when his mate brought them up.
"'Remember me when I am gone away, Gone far away into the silent land; When you can no more hold me by the hand, Nor I half turn to go yet turning stay. Remember me when no more day by day You tell me of our future that you plannโd: Only remember me; you understand It will be late to counsel then or pray. Yet if you should forget me for a while And afterwards remember, do not grieve: For if the darkness and corruption leave A vestige of the thoughts that once I had, Better by far you should forget and smile Than that you should remember and be sad. '"
He'd been expecting that Su-jin would tell him about the works. Or would describe the history of it. Getting to hear a poem instead, made him go quiet so he could hang on to every syllable. When it was done, he smiled softly. "Love you too, Su-jin."
After several centuries, it's nice to hear now and then. Such words are never exchanged between him and Tiras. They don't need words. Su-jin doesn't need them from Silvio, either. But he likes them, soaks them up like a sponge.
"I love you very much, Silvio," he answers with an audible smile. There's such fondness in his tone, it's unmistakable. He sounds like some young lover who's just been able to actually his feelings. Is that too far from the truth? Though they've known each other nearly a century, this aspect of their relationship is very new.
He breathes out a soft sigh and returns to trailing his fingers over Silvio's skin. Mostly, they follow lines of muscle and the natural curves of bone. There's a silent marvelling in the gesture, a deep appreciation for the creature Silvio is and the big heart he has.
"I would not have imagined this when we first met. Though I did think you very handsome from the start."
Silvio shivered a little from the touch, his skin still sensitive while it was healing from the silver burns. They weren't as bad as they used to be but that didn't mean he could heal quickly. He'd still need at least a day to get rid of these. But, he didn't mind that because the sensitivity just made him even more aware of who was touching him. Admiring him.
He smiled at his mate. Sure he couldn't see him but he knew where that handsome face was. And no, it didn't matter that he'd never seen it. He knew it was handsome from all the times he'd run his fingers over the features.
"I still remember how surprised I was when you came back."
"I could hardly leave you alone in that condition." His voice is warm and nostalgic. He's not the sort who believes in fate or anything like that, but the longer he spent with Silvio, the more he felt it was right for them to have met that day. A thousand different decisions that led to a chance meeting that brought them here, into each other's arms and hearts. Any slight deviation could've changed the course of their lives.
He gave a soft laugh. Leave it to Su-jin to want to do something sweet like working harder to surprise him again. But it was one of the things that he loved about him. The fact that he wanted to put effort into something like that. Into him. Silvio smiled a little more.
"It must be a challenge with how good my nose and ears are to pull off surprises with me."
He could hear the change in his face to know he was pouting and he could even hear it a little in his voice. It made him laugh, loving how cute that made Su-jin sound in the process.
"I love that you try though. It means a lot to me that you care that much."
He huffed quietly, pouting openly again as he leaned his chin heavily on Silvio's shoulder. If there's one thing Su-jin's never been, it's spontaneous. Or maybe he was once when he could still be a regular human, but those days are long gone -- if they ever existed at all. Immediately he started thinking about what he could do that would be spontaneous... and realized planning defeated the purpose.
Silvio burst out laughing all over again. Much as his body ached, this was priceless. He was loving every damn second of it. Grinning ear to ear, he shifted so that way he could press a kiss to the side of Su-jin's head.
How could he keep being pouty with Silvio's laughter filling the air? So warm and genuine. He fought the smile for a fraction of a second before nuzzling against his companion. Su-jin's arms tightened around Silvio's waist subtly before he pressed a warm kiss on the shoulder he'd been leaning on.
"I'll be fine. I'm just sore. The worst part is my eyes and that'll settle when the full moon is gone. Until then I have you to help me." Gently, he rubbed at the arms around him to reassure him that he was okay. It'd take a little bit before the silver injuries were fully healed but it truly wasn't as bad as it had been.
"I'm going to make so much love to you as soon as I have the strength for it. And that doesn't count how I might mate you tonight when I'm a wolf again." Twisting a little, he pressed a kiss to his cheek. "You're all I need. I promise."
Su-jin breathed out a soft laugh. He hugged Silvio a little tighter against him and laid a kiss against his shoulder.
"I'll hold you to that," he teased. But truly, he didn't want Silvio to push himself for his sake. He also enjoyed just spending time with Silvio so if they just ended up sleeping curled up around each other, that was enough. Oh, the sex with him was great, no questions, but it's not specifically needed every time they visit.
"You're worrying. I can hear it." He grinned at him and then laughed a little. "But I'll let you. I know you're happier if you have the chance to fuss over me than if I just insist I'll be fine."
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"Are auctions trickier than normal sales?"
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Su-jin hummed again, letting his fingers trail mindless patterns over Silvio's bare skin. "I don't know if they're taking any other criteria into consideration other than price." He secretly hoped so since he (on Tiras' behalf) was a prolific collector. "Are you familiar with Rosetti's works?"
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"I'm not familiar though. Tell me more about it."
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Gone far away into the silent land;
When you can no more hold me by the hand,
Nor I half turn to go yet turning stay.
Remember me when no more day by day
You tell me of our future that you plannโd:
Only remember me; you understand
It will be late to counsel then or pray.
Yet if you should forget me for a while
And afterwards remember, do not grieve:
For if the darkness and corruption leave
A vestige of the thoughts that once I had,
Better by far you should forget and smile
Than that you should remember and be sad. '"
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"Say it again."
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"I love you very much, Silvio," he answers with an audible smile. There's such fondness in his tone, it's unmistakable. He sounds like some young lover who's just been able to actually his feelings. Is that too far from the truth? Though they've known each other nearly a century, this aspect of their relationship is very new.
He breathes out a soft sigh and returns to trailing his fingers over Silvio's skin. Mostly, they follow lines of muscle and the natural curves of bone. There's a silent marvelling in the gesture, a deep appreciation for the creature Silvio is and the big heart he has.
"I would not have imagined this when we first met. Though I did think you very handsome from the start."
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He smiled at his mate. Sure he couldn't see him but he knew where that handsome face was. And no, it didn't matter that he'd never seen it. He knew it was handsome from all the times he'd run his fingers over the features.
"I still remember how surprised I was when you came back."
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Yet here they are.
"I must work harder to surprise you again."
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"It must be a challenge with how good my nose and ears are to pull off surprises with me."
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"It is!" He insisted with a playful note in his whining. "It's quite a challenge!"
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"I love that you try though. It means a lot to me that you care that much."
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"I suppose I can continue on without surprising you ever again. It'll be hard, but I'll manage despite the emptiness."
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"Be spontaneous. Plan less. If you do it that way then you'll probably find I get surprised more often."
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"It does work though. Otherwise it's too easy for me to sniff things out."
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"Challenge accepted," he muttered.
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"You're adorable when you're sulking."
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"Try not to hurt yourself," he teased gently.
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"I'll hold you to that," he teased. But truly, he didn't want Silvio to push himself for his sake. He also enjoyed just spending time with Silvio so if they just ended up sleeping curled up around each other, that was enough. Oh, the sex with him was great, no questions, but it's not specifically needed every time they visit.
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