[ She really shouldn't be watching Damon lick his blood from his lips and feeling envy. She lets out a breath, small and quiet and yet enough to bottom out her lungs. She concentrates on his eyes, which isn't really too big a feat, considering they're suddenly so close.
She could believe him. Maybe she does, or maybe that's just her distraction of Damon lagging her processing speeds right now.
She notices. She is just trying to have fun, and not want so much, and it works for just a moment, probably because she wants it. But then her cheek is sliding across his as she pulls back just enough. Sees his focus. What he's focusing on.
Oh. And she not jealous, because it's not about that. And it's sickening what it is about. Her hands cradle his jaw and pull his attention back on her.
Really, what is going on with you right now, Damon. ]