Damon received another nonverbal answer in the form of a growl. Leaving his mouth unoccupied had undesirable results, so he was going to have to plan this out a little better. Maybe this would be easier if he weren't so drunk, but - there was a good chance he wouldn't be doing this sober.

After a few agonizing seconds, the armor came loose, and he let it drop to the floor. Javik didn't bother removing anything else, since that was the most awkward part of the equipment. Nudging it out of the way, Javik turned his attention back to Damon and promptly dropped to his knees in front of him. Normally he looked vaguely offended or insulted in Damon's presence, but at the moment he looked downright predatory.