Alyssa | Damien
"Let's just say I cherish vulnerability. I appreciate honesty. I'd never use that against you. Being honest takes more courage than most people realize." And through honesty, Damien could come to trust Alyssa. Whatever was happening between them had to be built from truth. Though, Damien wasn't ready to admit to anything yet. Giving Alyssa the little tidbit he just did was enough for her to know that he cared.
The vampire shrugged. "I do enjoy a challenge." And he would be lying if he said he wouldn't enjoy ripping all of those clothes off of her. Or removing them far more discreetly in the thick of a crowd. It was always far more fun when there was an added layer of risk involved.
Because Damien didn't speak often of emotions, not even with Bran. The two had an unspoken bond between them. They would die for each other; there was no need to brag about it or advertise it. What he said to Alyssa, though hardly carrying the weight of those three little words, still was quite heavy according to Damien. Because he allowed her a peek of his hand and what he showed was in her favor.
"Perhaps?" Damien pulled back from her wrist, blue eyes meeting her own. "Do you not want another to touch or taste you besides me? It is a simple 'yes' or 'no' question, little fairy." Of course, if she had other lovers, it might be far more complex than Damien realized. Because Damien didn't share.
"I don't share. Period. But if you choose to keep the others, then I will not be exclusively yours. That's the deal. Our temporary arrangement will stand as is, but that is it," Damien replied. As for drugs, Damien didn't despise the use of them. He had his own habits.
"As for your drugs, I'm not against it though I'll always prefer to fuck a woman sober."