In the end, that noise was all the needed. They were a complicated pair, and no matter what they said or agreed to it would turn the way it was supposed to. The door was cracked and Damon would walk through it every time willingly. Talk was tough, but the kiss burned through the walls with the power of a damn inferno.
Alex...
If he popped a button, he wasn't sorry. Need demanded skin bared, and he was going straight for it more intense than they had ever been. He wasn't gentle about it either, and it wasn't what they needed. They needed the heat, the flames, the greed, the hunger - even the rage of a separation that went on too long. He take him to relentless highs, that he would feel days later, then do it again as allowed to feed that hunger. If it was only once, it was going to be that once that was remembered, nothing left untouched.
They were connected. No matter the words, there it was.