Damian had known starvation in the past. It was that way every single time that he woke up from a long sleep. Groggy and starving. However that didn't compare to what this was like. He needed Iseul so badly and it was like he was only just now discovering this fact. Every fiber of his being was forgetting the world around him in favor of this one being before him. It was...mind-blowing.

Moaning softly into the kiss, he let himself tangle tongues with the fae as he got to know the taste of him. Oh but how good his blood had to taste! And he hadn't even experienced it yet! Damian shuddered just imagining it, longing to taste and hold Iseul close without all these clothes.

It was madness in a way he never knew he needed.