He might. Eventually - under protest.

Javik didn't move either, thighs tensing as he adjusted the sensation. Damon's cock was... smooth, but a generous length. Alien, but, as the vampire had learned, not bad. Something he could get used to, which was another thought certain to horrify him in the morning.

Leaning over Damon, Javik braced his hands on either side of him on the bed, rolling his hips once. He didn't intend to give up any depth just yet, simply grinding back down on him.