Ric gave a snort of amused laughter, caught Damon by the back of the neck and leaned in and kissed him. Not soft or tentative, but hard and deep and tongue sweeping into his mouth without any hesitation, much less recoil from the taste of blood. Heck, he still had the taste of Damon's blood in his mouth.

He pulled back a little bit, forehead to forehead with Damon. "The problem wasn't blood."