"I have plenty of reminders of that, yes," he says, groaning under his breath as he slowly grinds down into him. "If it were anymore obvious, you'd have it over you in neon lights. Besides I'm certain I can live with choices like this."

Yes he wanted him still especially with the thrum of venom in his blood but there's something about being with him that makes all of the awful easier to forget. He feels exposed (in a different way than simply naked) yet accepted and the trust and the adoration... "I can certainly live with that, raleur. Love you too."