damon marcello

He didn't think he'd ever really get used to seeing her in a different light after feeding. She giggled and seemed amused by his display of fake insult but shrugged as if it wouldn't be such a big deal if he did act like a barbarian. Again, he had to remind himself that despite her current appearance, Yumi was still fragile and he wouldn't put her through that. When he told her he sweet talked his prey, she tilted her head as if truly curious, asking if it did make it go down smoother. Now it was his turn to shrug. "Sometimes." She seemed like she was actually entertaining the idea. He watched and waited until the waitress came over with some things. He leaned back in the seat while she placed everything down, a brow arching as Yumi called her attention, saying one more thing.

Whens he turned to him, he looked at her in surprise. What? Then she gave a subtle nod and he could have laughed. She was giving him permission. Well great, now he'd have to put on a show. Sighing, he put on his best charm and smiled at the waitress, glancing at her name tag before he spoke. "Sarah, how has your day been going? Want to talk about it?" He turned on the persuasion, too, just a little, enough to make her drop her guard and give him a thousand watt smile as she set down her tray and leaned over the table toward him. "Oh, you have NO idea. There was this couple this morning...." And that went on for the next ten minutes or so in which Damon showed his best quality. Listening. He gave her his utmost attention...or at least appeared to. Really, he tuned her out in the beginning but his gaze never left hers so she stayed convinced of his attention the entire time.

By the end of it, she was out of breath and her hand was on his arm, stroking softly. The persuasion was softening her up. Noticing an empty cup, he took it from the other table and poured his coffee into it, placing the empty one down in front of her. Tilting his head, he turned on the charm once more. "Can I have a refill, please? I'm craving something....sweet." He licked his lips for effect. Completely at his mercy, the waitress nodded, her lips puckered and her eyes dazed as she leaned over the table more, slipping her wrist over the cup. "Thanks, doll." He whispered as he moved his finger over her wrist in a caress, using his other power to make a slit so the blood could pour readily into the cup. Once it was full, he gave her a wink and leaned in to lick her wrist softly, letting the skin close before she leaned back up.

"That should be it for now. Again, thanks so much, Sarah." She smiled and nodded, taking her tray and excusing herself to check on the rest of their food and only then did Damon take his glass and lean back with a sigh, fully satisfied with himself as he raised his glass toward Yumi. "See? Smoother." He took a sip, making an "mm" noise in his throat.