"So possessive, my darling, my lover, my sweet Taliesin. Have you always been like that and simply hidden it behind the coquettish façade you used to wear so well?" Not that Kian hadn't always enjoyed making him drop that mask, so he supposed he might have really brought this on himself.

He likes the soft kiss, the loving kiss. Perhaps he liked it even more than those kisses that bruised him. Perhaps he liked them both in their own way. "I only want you. And for now, I want you to come with me."

Hm. "And perhaps to bathe, once we arrive."