[gremlin]

There was an unbearable hunger that continued to grow inside of Roy, though he wasn't sure what it exactly was for. He knew that he wanted to feed, but it was more than that. He couldn't really understand it, he wanted Damaris, he wanted the man under him. He pulled away from another kiss, his breath was heavy and his eyes wandered over the room. This really wasn't the place to be doing such things. The man who had been in the room earlier had left though Roy doubted that they would be alone long enough to continue. He lifted himself from the chair then leaned down, Roy brought his hands around the man's wrists then lifted him to his feet. "What's wrong?" he whispered the question, Roy saw that Damaris' eyes were wet. "Do you want me to stop?" he asked quietly, though really he didn't want to despite what Damaris said.