Date: 2012-04-20 03:00 pm (UTC)
Damon moaned as she touched him, hips jerking a little jerkily into her hand. He gave up on her shirt, switching to her pants instead, getting them undone and pushing them down impatiently.

Trying to not just throw her against a wall like an animal had been why he'd left the room, but he guessed now that he should let those impulses flow instead.
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