Damon didn't quite know what to do with himself when he had finished his food. He had never been shy in the bedroom, but he had never exactly gotten into bed with anyone strictly to sleep. It was new territory for him, and he couldn't help but feel nervous, it wasn't as though he had ever slept with anyone he had actually cared about. The men and women had come and gone but he had never had what anyone would call an actual relationship before. His frustration almost pushed a growl from him, should he keep his clothes on? Was Clary expecting him to sleep on top of the covers?...