I kept Damien close to me, mostly out of fear for him, but also because I wanted to teach him. I taught him how to use his powers efficiently, so he could move from one victim to the next quickly.
Damien had a very different way of seducing women than Nicholai. Damien would sing masterfully, like an angel to human ears. He would wrap a victim in his gentle, steady voice, lull her into a trance, and while she was watching, take her life. Damien would smile the entire time, so sweetly it was almost predatory, so disarming it was frightening. He would keep his victim trapped in his eyes, as if the icy blue of his gaze froze her there. I would dance to the melody of his voice, we were a devastating combination. We never went to the same place as Nicholai and his consorts, Damien and I kept to ourselves. Aside from Nicholai's boyish attempts to gain my attention.
Sometimes Damien and I would dance together, but that was in private at the cathedral, he loved to dance. Damien would pull me close, caress my waist, glide smoothly around the floor and allow me to follow. I would rest my head on his comforting, muscular chest and move with him like a river, together and serene. I loved him more than anyone, more than myself. I would give anything for him, even my life.
I taught Damien astral projection. We would leave our bodies during sleep and go into the dreams of our victims. Damien and I would make the dreams pleasurable, keep the victim's interest and slowly siphon energy to our bodies. Unfortunately we could not kill the victims, or we would be trapped. Once we finished, we would return to our bodies and sleep peacefully through the rest of the night. Conducting an astral assault allowed our bodies to gain the rest they needed but also fed our spiritual energies, resulting in the most amazing sleep either of us ever had.