Vena's certain he's only heard the word 'no' less than a handful of times. So infrequent is the occurrence that he's sure he can still recall every detail of each separate event. He usually surrounds himself with humans, and humans aren't exactly built to ward off something like Vena. They're weak willed. They can't help themselves.

But something like Su-jin is built to survive. He can clearly hold out against an incubus longer than a human can. Vena hates that. He wants to change it, which means staying near him long enough to infect his mind and make him compliant like everyone else. Long enough so that he never even considers saying 'no' to Vena again.

Vena inhales sharply when those hands tighten even more at his waist. It's not an unpleasant feeling though. Far from it, actually. And besides, he isn't as breakable as he looks. He can handle a little show of strength from the young monster. He'd even like to see more of it and put it to some proper use. "They are. Right where I put them, when my entire body is yours to explore."

Once more, Vena looks toward the bed in the room (a bed more than large enough for two. Hardly a coincidence, he's sure, much like the fact that they were set to meet at an inn) and then back up at Su-jin. "Never mind. Take your hands off of me and go sit."