Neither of them were into concealing any interest. It was there. They also didn’t have an issue with showing some skin. Damon pulled his shirt, and tossed it on the floor. His skin was pale, but it always would be unless he transitioned back into a human, thanks to the dreams. He wasn’t sure if he was ready to do that just yet, preferring to stay a vampire for a little longer. The heightened senses we’re an amazing gift.
He could hear the men’s pulse, feel the heat coming off of his skin. His fangs got longer, although he would keep those concealed. He had built up that control over the last two years.
As instructed, he laid back on the bed looking at at Alex. “Now you have me on my back, go for it.“