"It would mostly rely on you, or one like you, being corporeal when I do it, like you are now," Damien explained. "You mean.. you'd like me to make accidents happen to you? I guess I can do that. But it's never expected. It could happen when you're walking someplace, or sitting at your place watching TV, or walking out of a store." That could be fun. No one had ever wanted to try that out. Mostly because for humans, it was permanent. But Tate, a ghost that could sometimes be physical, this could be an interesting game.
He blinked, at hearing about the mother. Damien hated her already. "Oh, I don't like her kind. Don't get my wrong, I like when people sin carnally, it's fun. But to be a hypocrite and act like they're not, to pretend to be something else or even good... those are the types I like to watch die." He smiled. "Well hey, least she's not here? You're free of her at last." Damien pondered what Tate had said then while smiling, curious to other tricks. "I can cause chaos among people. It's unpredictable. If I let my power release when I walk in a crowd, crazy shit happens. People turn on each other, or kill themselves, or whatever. I can demonstrate that some time when we go someplace."
He smiled even more when the blond had made the offer. Didn't need to hold back, and their meetings can be secret? That was a great deal. He liked it. "Ohh, I don't need to hold back? That is very good to know," he said with a smirk, looking him over again as he walked closer to him. "Hmmm... I'm thinking. You mentioned wanting to feel stuff. I could show you that touch of pain thing I mentioned earlier. Of course, I would heal and remove the agony afterward. Interested? And... well, could maybe do some of this too after that." To explain what he meant by this, he leaned closer, hand on his cheek as he suddenly pressed his lips to Tate's in a firm and needful kiss, unyielding and not at all shy. And goddamn, it did feel good.