"I'll never know unless you let me find out," Damon cooed. He leaned over to lightly run his mouth over Dorian's wrist. "And I suppose you're right, but we'll do a bit better than an addict." He wrinkled his nose. "We'll just go somewhere not close to your home."
He leaned forward to lightly lick the corner of Dorian's mouth, smirking. "Bit of blood she missed."