Re: Damon + Samandriel
The way comfort managed to wash over him despite the world outside their borrowed bed was something Samandriel hadn't expected. Some part of him had been sure he wasn't going to get this kind of aftercare, that Damon was going to rush to put his clothes on and get out. His fingers skimmed over his vampire's body, edging closer when he was guided, bringing his other wing around to shelter them both.
"I had extremely intimate, mindblowing sex with a man I love. It was better than I could have imagined and everything I wanted it to be." He liked that smile Damon gave him. It felt like something just for him. There was no way he couldn't return it no matter that the gentle press of their foreheads together made it impossible to see.
"We've had a problem as long as we've known each other," he whispered. "I try not to see it as a problem and just...something that is." It didn't always help. He wasn't going to think about the young woman downstairs whose life he might have ruined, or heart he might've helped break. He was too emotionally raw to manage that with any kind of rationality or grace. Kissing Damon while his vampire was still allowing him was a much better option.