Davin grins when Nathan comes, feeling sweat trickle down his temples. He leans in for a kiss but stops when Nathan starts to shift. It surprises him enough to still his hips, buried deep inside him with his hand still curled around his cock, all sticky with his come.

"Whoa." He's glad that he knew Nathan was a siren beforehand, or this would have been a lot more shocking. Instead he peers down at him and presses his hand to the scales on his side. "If you're tellin' me I fucked a siren good enough t'make him lose control, I'm gonna consider that one hell of an accomplishment."