He could feel her staring at his muscled back, and glanced to the side, where his shirt was still against the rocks. He wished that he had slid it on while she was dressing, but it had not been something that he had thought of, and now she had his back to stare at, which he could feel her breath upon, even in this moment. He closed his eyes and forced himself not to tense, or give any sign at the fact that she was, indeed, somewhat alluring to him. It was a part of his nature, something that he had once given into, in the recklessness of his youth when he had been young and stupid and thought that he had known everything. Thankfully at that point Balthazar had taught him restraint when it came to feeding, or like many unknowing dhampirs he might have made himself a blood addict there without really even realizing it.
As she pushed the duster over his muscled back he shivered a little, and then felt her drag her fingertips around the firm muscles in his arms as she came around to look at him questioningly. And then came a question that he did not expect from her. It was something that had been asked of him once long ago, when he had been in chains, before he'd had the blood forced upon him. Whether or not he thirsted for it. A question that he'd refused to answer. The refusal in itself was enough of an answer, but that one event had changed his life forever. It had stripped him of his ability not to want it, not to desire it, not to, for all that was well and good, LONG for it sometimes, despite how much he tried to hold back the craving for it.
"Dhampir that feed outside of their bond will hunger for human blood." Desmond said softly, without really answering whether it had happened to him.
But then came her next question. He could smell her blood, and the look that was filling his eyes betrayed the fact that he could smell her blood. Not only could he smell it, but he could hear it, if he listened to it, pumping through her chest. And he could smell the fact that she had her virginity as well, something that the darkness inside of him longed to rid her of. He slowly took a step towards her as his breathing increased slightly, his hand coming up to touch her face slowly as he took in her scent and started to get drunk off of it. Still, he only touched her with the softest touch, so sweet, like that of a lovers. She had said that he could break her heart, and those touches betrayed that he could easily fulfill her fantasies as well.
"Yes... I can smell it..." Desmond croaked softly.
When she asked if he wanted it, he let out a groan. Whether she meant it as an offer or not, it was a dangerous thing to say to a dhampir who knew the taste of human blood, almost as much as it would have been to say it to a full vampire. His breathing started to increase a little more as she asked him that question, and he slowly drew in a shakey breath before replying in a heated whisper. "Yes. You have no idea how much." he said as his hand moved from her cheek down to her neck to press against her collar bone, fingertips slipping ever so slightly into the side of her neckline. It would be so easy to force his hand inside of there, to touch her, to make her his own... it was something that Desmond would have blushed to admit aloud, but... sex did take the edge off when it came to his... craving for blood.
But then he was pulling back, growling a little as walked over to where his shirt was, his jacket falling into the grass as he was walking briskly towards his shirt, and he slipped it on wordlessly. It was cold, but that bite gave him some clarity. "Vampires, when they capture a dhampir, if they know of it, will force blood down their throat... to give them the hunger for blood. So that dhampirs will be forced to live with their cravings as well. It is a... violation." Desmond said, though the way he said it made it clear that it was more akin to rape.
He looked down at that point, and then turned, and started to grab his jacket. "I should go... this was a mistake." Desmond said softly. It didn't take a genius to realize that Desmond had been violated like that in his past.