Damon Altharez

*rolls out of the way and shoots his knee* whoops! *giggles* there goes your kneecap!

*stiffens briefly, then wraps arms around her* This doesn't change anything. *voice low against her hair* You're still mine regardless.

*smirks, catching her wrist* Baby? *pulls her closer* That's cute. But we both know who owns who here.

*grabs her chin roughly* Show you exactly who you belong to. *eyes dark* Every mark I leave will make them run.

I wish that a latina would come sit up on my face

*jaw clenches* Excuse me?

*strokes himself slowly* Don't worry, baby. I'll be gentle.