it's often on very particular nights, usually after a case going wrong, when insu invites vincent over with something like this in mind. the anticipation hangs heavy in the air because they both know what is going to follow as soon as insu closes the door. it is a form of unwinding for insu — having a complete control over someone, finally having something so tightly in his grasp that only he is dictating what will happen next and nobody else. no surprises. insu presses vincent against the door, not waiting even a second longer, his heart beating fast in his chest. one of his hands finds his way to the other man's hair, tugging on it to pull him in for a kiss, the other gently wrapped around his throat, putting a little bit of pressure there. " wanna play, baby? but you are so smart, you wouldn't come otherwise, would you? " he whispers into vincent's ear before tugging on the earlobe with his teeth.