Re: Damon + Samandriel
He could taste the bourbon on the air between them. Tonight then. This was happening tonight wasn't it? And then what? Their dirty little secret from her for however long this lasted? Samandriel considered seriously visiting Damon in his dreams from time to time just to pay him back for all the weeks of fantasies projected at him, ones that his own powers only made more vivid.
One of them had to cross the line, had to reach out and be the person to blame for erasing it, and it looked like that job fell to the angel. Whatever. He'd be the bad guy for once. "Oh shut up," he said softly and did just that, closing the distance between their mouths to kiss Damon hard and hot, fingers knotted in his hair. The vampire was his in his own way. Samandriel needed him to know that.