Damon wrapped his arms around him, holding him close, all but snuggling into him. His hand slid slowly over Ric's skin, up and down his back, returning the touches with a smile. His head tilted when Ric nuzzled, and he trembled just a little bit harder at the memory of the bite--nothing he'd ever expected from Ric, honestly.

He was so not complaining.

"Thank god no one knocked on the door," he said, some of his snark reasserting itself, but, honestly he was sincere, too. "I don't think we could have stopped."