Re: Damon + Samandriel
Samandriel found himself letting out a long, luxurious, contented sigh. He liked the way Damon was practically cuddled into one of his wings. He rolled over only enough to steal a slow kiss, answering without words first. "So much better," he murmured against those bloody lips. He reached up to brush that slightly sweaty hair out of Damon's face.
"Well and truly fucked." That answered all questions both spoken and not. "Was it as good as you'd hoped?" He could handle being a disappointment, could probably even manage accepting this as something that wouldn't ever happen again if he had to. He just...he couldn't bear the idea of Damon shutting him out for some reason, of being implicitly loved any less.