"It's not just that." Riley growled against Tao's skin, squeezing him that much tighter, as if he was trying to merge their bodies together by sheer will. "It's not just the fuck, it's the fight, too, and all that power, clashing and scratching." He turned the attentions of his tongue to just beneath Tao's jaw. "I'm not looking for a pulse," he continued, "I've already found what I want." He pressed his nails into Tao's back. "And if you don't have a single emotion in you, you can at least acknowledge that it wasn't a fuck- it was multiple fucks, hours of fucks." His voice wavered slightly, "Just make this one more."