Re: Damon + Samandriel
"You did throw yourself at me - more than once," Damon grinned. It hadn't been to a huge extreme, but the thoughts had been there. The fangs were not going anywhere, nor were they committing yet. Damon was one to ride the edge of temptation until he couldn't handle it anymore. The end result was a naked vampire, and teeth in the neck, at least that is the way it would end up.
He didn't mind the roll as long as the angel's fingers kept moving. He knew what he was doing, knew how to please, and Damon betted that he would also submit when the vampire decided to take control back. He would surely take it. For now, his half-lidded gaze poured over the wings. His hips bucked into the angel's. "Like you said, I know exactly what I am doing." He couldn't blame the alcohol for it and wasn't even trying to. No, this would have come at one time or another, as inevitable as his becoming a vampire.