Alyssa knew enough from conversations with both Damien and Bran that Damien didn't do long-term relationships back home. He didn't have time and, from what information Alyssa gathered and read between lines, it might prove dangerous to be with him back home. So, the Netherling knew Damien felt more comfortable being possessive of his Fairy Girl than of Alyssa's possession of him. At least for now.
Not that it kept her from moments of possessiveness like right now. If Damien had an issue with how she handled the situation or questions, he could ask or say something.
She wrapped her legs around Damien's waist, not a position unfamiliar to the blonde. That growl turned her on even more as the kiss deepened, a quiet moan leaving her mouth. When she pulled away to breathe, the Red Queen's eyes looked more wild than usual, although she rested her head against Damien's long enough to ask, "Are you okay with how I handled the situation?" Hopefully, given Damien's reaction to the manager asking the Red Queen for drinks.
Her mouth painted scorching kisses along Damien's jaw to allow him space to reply. For now.