Re: Damon + Samandriel
The teeth were so much more than Samandriel had anticipated, the light suck after the bite driving him so much closer to the edge. This. This was what he had waited so long for and it was proving to be absolutely worth it. More than worth it. His body healed as soon as Damon's mouth drew away, the vessel of even a lower level seraph too much angel to bear marks for long from anything non-angelic.
He'd moved past the ability to form words in the intensity of their bodies together. His moans hitched and broke in his throat, hands moving wherever he could reach, never lingering in one place for long. There was no question in the moment how mutual their claim on each other was. When Samandriel finally tipped over the edge it began with a sharp gasp that bled easily into a very loud, very appreciative moan, muscles trembling reflexively as he came for Damon.