Lio gasps, exhaling a soft, shaky sound of approval at the feeling of those teeth. He clings to him still, moving with Galo through the height of their climax and then more or less collapsing against him.

Tears are still slipping free from his eyes, but Lio Fotia hasn't allowed himself to cry for as long as he can remember. Maybe it's all coming out now when he feels safe and cared for, for the first time in his life.

He turns to nuzzle his way into Galo's neck in turn. "Stay with me," he murmurs, a soft agreement. Now and always.