He sat up a bit, shifting on the bed and took the wrist to his mouth without hesitation, drinking down the sharp tasting liquid and feeling the numbing in his body as all pain went away and he wound to his neck healed. Once he was done, Damon pulled his mouth away, giving her a smirk, his sloppy curls falling into his face. "Mm, I do so love that," he admitted to her, kissing at her wrist as it healed before his eyes.