#!damon

uh-muse-me

Damon could not believe he had let a co-worker slip him alcohol…he also could not believe that the coffee concoction (or concoctions) he was given could taste so good even with alcohol in them.  He had attributed the burn in his throat to the heat of the coffee, which was actually well-prepared for once (though still not nearly as good as when Carter made it).

Damon nearly walked into the wall for about the fifth time that evening.  He flung out a hand to steady himself, casting his eyes about in search of his lover, who had gone to the restroom quite some time ago (and by “quite some time” he meant long enough to trip over nonexistent obstacles on the floor and make an utter fool of himself).  The only thing the professor wanted was to take his gorgeous lover and go home.  Upon spotting the object of his undying affections, he stumbled over to the younger man, pulling him in for a hug.  “We need to leave.”

Carter hadn’t been a lot of attention to the coffee cup in Damon’s hands, since it was a regular site. It hadn’t even occurred to him to wonder if there had been alcohol added. He’d never seen Damon drink so much as a glass of wine.  But clearly, by the way Damon was clinging to him in public, the professor had imbibed. Whether or not by choice was another matter. 

Damon was exceedingly uncomfortable at this…event.  He didn’t understand why his department would require such a thing of its faculty.  New York truly was a strange place.  

His eyes widened at his lover’s bid, simultaneously relieved that he was going home with the only person he had any interest in and wary as to how the younger man had acquired such a sum.

Holden: Not sure

Angel and Turner: Fuck yes

I think I’m closing a couple of my current ones, though, namely Damon and Bernd, though I guess B was never really open to begin with.

10: Something that turns your character on - Being bitten, especially his neck

03: A memory from your character’s career - The first time Damon was asked to be the keynote speaker at an academic conference

Damon licked his lips and stepped forward, tilting Carter’s chin up for a kiss.  “Only half naked?  Certainly not.”  Another kiss.  “I want you completely naked in our foyer so I can warm you up in our shower.”