Disclaimer: I do not ownanything related to The Vampire Diaries, TV show or books. However Idecided to have a little play around with the characters (I woulddefinitely like to play with Damon).
Warning lots of smut and explicit language.
"Told my dad to give us a minute." Bonnie said as shewalked in the interrogation room and turned the camera off. "Camera'soff." she added as she sat across from Shane at the table "Youcan talk."
"Are you sure about that?" Professor Shane askedpointing at the corner mounted ceiling camera.
"Yeah. I don't lie. I'm not you." Bonnie sneered.
"Look. I was always gonna tell you the truth. I just keptputting it off because I was worried how you'd react." ProfessorShane pleaded.
"Bad. That's how I react to murder." Bonnie noddedangrily.
"I'm not a killer, Bonnie. Pastor Young was depressed..."Professor Shane tried to explain.
"I've heard this. Skip to the part where you convinced him tomassacre 11 people." Bonnie snapped angrily.
"It wasn't a massacre. It was a ritual." Professor Shanetold her. "It was something necessary to raise Silas and get thecure that your friends so desperately want."
"If they knew people had to die..." Bonnie scowled.
"It doesn't matter if they die. Silas will bring them back."Professor Shane smiled.
"You're crazy." Bonnie frowned in disgust.
"I'm not crazy. I'm just passionate." Professor Shanecorrected her.
Bonnie stood up and leaned across the table. "You're full-oncrazy." she whispered angrily as she walked over to the door andopened it.
"Do you remember our first session?" Professor Shaneasked, stopping Bonnie in her tracks as she paused at the door. "Itwas about your grams, right?" he asked. "You thought everytime you did magic you were causing her pain." he said as heturned to look at her. "Aren't you curious what's happening toher now? Wouldn't you like to see her again?" he asked as Bonniegaped at him in disbelief for a moment. However after thinking aboutit, she decided to stay and hear what he had to say, so she closedthe door and returned to the table and sat back down to face him.
"Go on!" Bonnie demanded.
Damon arrived at the next bar on his list which Klaus had providedhim with. Walking inside cautiously, he headed straight to the bar,to look for people who might be drinking, except he found no one. Hecould hear music playing in the background, yet after looking around,he couldn't see any staff either. Then he noticed the smell of freshblood, looking around he saw a giant red smear on the ground,prompting Damon to go and examine it. He followed the trail of blooduntil it led into a back cold storage room, where he found a giantpile of corpses in the corner.
"Something's not right." Damon muttered to himself."Looks like I'm gonna have to find some new vampires. What awaste." he added annoyed.
"I confess." Damon turned around to see Kol entering theroom with a bottle of bourbon in his hands. "I did it." theOriginal smiled.
"Kol!" Damon simply said.
"Damon, good to see you, mate. Sorry about the mess. Ugh, itwas a little crowded when I arrived, and I prefer more intimategatherings." Kol grinned. "We need to have a little chat.Care for a drink?" he asked as he took a sip of bourbon from thebottle.
"Look, I don't like you, so let's just cut the crap."Damon said grumpily.
"You know, my brother bragged about his plan to completeConnor's hunter's mark. I found Klaus's list and just followed you.It was easy to work out that this little bar, was next on your list.And as I wasn't driving a truck, I got here sooner." Kolbragged.
"Why? What's it to you either way?" Damon asked.
"Because, you fool, in your zeal to find the cure, you riskwaking someone very dangerous." Kol replied.
"Oh...You must be talking about Silas." Damon smirked.
"What do you know of him?" Kol asked, raising aneyebrow.
"Not a lot. Not my problem." Damon answered, acting moreblase than he genuinely felt. He was dubious about this Silas guy andwanted to know more about him.
"Isn't it?" Kol asked.
"Uh-uh." Damon replied. "I'm just the compelledhelp to make sure Connor completes his mark." he snapped.
"A few hundred years back, I came across a group thatworshiped Silas." Kol explained. "His followers told methat he would rise again, and when he did, he would trigger the endof all time. You know, being an immortal, you can see why I'm opposedto time's ending. So I murdered all of them. And now, here you arewilling to risk raising him in your search for the cure. I can'texactly sit back and let that happen, can I?" he warned.
"Klaus is not going to back off the cure 'cause you were toldone too many scary bedtime stories, you idiot." Damon protested.
"You're a smart guy. Why don't you call off this imbecilictreasure hunt?" Kol asked.
"I'm not really interested in the cure. They can shove it upSilas's ass for all I care." Damon told him. "I'm notcalling anything off because I can't, Klaus compelled me."
"Well I could kill Connor. But then, I'd have to deal withthe hunter's curse. And I don't particularly feel like being hauntedfor the next century. Better idea. I'll just kill you instead."Kol threatened.
"The Klaus will just compel another minion to do his dirtywork" Damon backed away, smiling. "Look, I have a betteridea. Klaus needs more than just the sword and the mark to releaseSilas. Am I right?" he asked.
"You know more than you're letting on." Kol saidintrigued. "Continue."
"He's not going to be able to get the cure without ProfessorCreepy." Damon added.
"Who happens to be dead." Kol smirked.
"Um, no he's not." Damon grimaced.
"I killed him myself." Kol thundered.
"Yeah...about that." Damon explained. "He's beenteaching a witch Expression, who put some type of protection spell onhim."
"I know about the massacre's, he confessed." Kol toldhim.
Damon raised his eyebrows in surprise at that information. "Look,I can help, but I'm useless under Klaus's compulsion. Klaus can't doanything even with the mark complete. If you want my help to stopSilas from being raised, let me finish the mark, then we meet up andtry to find a way to stop Klaus." he suggested. "Look, Idon't want to raise this Silas guy if he's as bad as you say."Damon told him. "Plus, why would I want the cure? I got thegirl, we both want eternity together. What do I get out of it?"he asked.
"I'll take your offer into consideration." Kol replied."And yes you're right, Nik can't do anything with just the swordand map. I'll let you complete the mark, and then we'll organize alittle get together. I suggest we both have a chat with our siblingsto find out what they're up to, and decide where to go from there.Deal?" he offered.
"Deal!" Damon smiled as they shook hands before Kol leftthe bar. Damon followed him out to the truck to find Kol was alreadylong gone. Suddenly Damon heard his phone signaling a text message,as he looked at the phone he saw Klaus's name as the sender.
'50 more to finish the cure.' it said.
Smoke was hovering around Professor Shane's dimly-lit office,courtesy of Stefan and Rebekah's discovery of his secret stash ofherbs. Which they'd rolled and fashioned in cigarette papers tosmoke.
Stefan sighed as he walked around examining the artifacts theProfessor had collected over the years.. "So much random crap inhere."
"Crap, maybe. Random, no." Rebekah corrected him as shesat and watched. "Looks like Shane has a bit of an afterlifefetish. Hopi prayer feathers, the Han dynasty soul vase, and that isa Polynesian sacrificial knife. Brutal way to die, but at least youappease the gods." she explained as Stefan picked up the knifeto examine it.
"Since when did you become such an artifact expert?"Stefan asked curiously.
"I enjoy other cultures, Stefan." Rebekah told him. "Iknow that might be hard for you to understand, considering you dateda child who only thinks about herself." she said bitterly, asStefan smiled before throwing the knife at Rebekah, who caught itright before it hit her in the face, prompting her to laugh. "Stilla sensitive subject, I see." she said as she stood up and walkedtoward Stefan. "Do you know why I wouldn't compel Elena fromyour memory?" Rebekah asked.
"Because you wanted me to suffer." Stefan suggested.
"I did." Rebekah admitted. "It's the only wayyou'll learn. It took me a thousand years and hundreds of betrayalsto realize that love, and caring, ruins you."
"Hmm. That's awfully bleak." Stefan said dismissively.
"Quite the opposite. It's liberating actually." sheadmitted. "You know why we had so much fun in the twenties,Stefan?" Rebekah asked. "Because we didn't care. We justdid what felt good...drinking, feeding, sex." Rebekah saidseductively as she lightly dragging the knife against Stefan's neck.
"The sex wasn't good because we didn't care. It was goodbecause you're crazy. Crazy sex is always good." Stefanwhispered.
"You were hardly the model of sanity." Rebekah purredsmiling as Stefan grabbed hold of her wrist and pulled it and theknife down, prompting her to laugh and at him.
"Stop...caring." Rebekah told him as she dropped theknife whilst they continued to stare at one another intently, theirfaces nearly touching.
Suddenly the door opened, prompting the two vampires to vanish, asa man walked in and immediately began searching for something. Hestarted opening drawers, removing books from the shelves and eventapping the walls, until he eventually found a hidden door, openingit and revealing a large stone.
"Good. You found it." Rebekah said, appearing out ofnowhere as she grabbed the man's neck, restraining him. "Questionis who are you?" she asked, however the man just remainedsilent.
Rebekah nodded to Stefan who pulled over a chair to where the manstood, Rebekah pushed him down and he sat in it, placing his arms onthe armrests. Rebekah picked the Polynesian sacrificial knife back upand slid the blade down his right arm causing a wound to open andblood trickle out.
"All you have to do to make it stop is tell me who sent you."Rebekah told the man, meeting nothing more than a groan from him, asshe tasted some of the blood on the knife. "You're full ofvervain, so I know you haven't been compelled." she saidconfused.
"Or maybe somebody compelled him before he ingested it."Stefan offered.
"He was after the headstone. We need to know who sent him."Rebekah observed.
"Okay. Fine. So we take him home, wait till the vervain isout of his system, and then compel him and get whatever informationwe want." Stefan suggested.
"That's not a bad idea." Rebekah agreed as she suddenlyheard a grunting noise, prompting both her and Stefan to lookstraight at the man who began spitting out blood. Stefan grabbed hisface and looked into his mouth. "He just bit off his owntongue." Stefan frowned in disgust.
"So he does know something." Rebekah exclaimed, as theman suddenly grabbed the knife from Rebekah's hand and stabbedhimself neck. Stefan pulled it out but it was too late the man wasdead.
"I guess he was compelled." Stefan concluded.
"Was it my bastard brother or yours?" Rebekah askedStefan.
"Maybe it's option number three. There's another team in therace." Stefan suggested. "Kol maybe?"
"Kol wants to make sure Silas isn't raised." Rebekahexplained. "What would he want with the headstone?" sheasked.
"To make sure nobody else gets their hands on it."Stefan offered. "That way nobody gets the cure and we can'traise Silas." he explained.
"Could be." Rebekah said thoughtfully. "So what doyou suggest?" she asked Stefan.
"Take him out of the race." Stefan told her.
"And how do I do that?" Rebekah demanded.
"By taking a leaf out of Klaus's handbook." Stefanexplained as Rebekah frowned, confused. "Dagger him." hesmiled.
Bonnie began pacing back and forth after listening to ProfessorShane's explanation, whilst he was still sitting at the table.
"You're saying if I help you raise Silas you can bring myGrams back? Don't play on my guilt, Shane." Bonnie admonished.
"I'm not playing on anything. This is the truth."Professor Shane began. "You told me what happened. Your recklessuse of magic is the reason..."
"Don't." Bonnie yelled as she interrupted him.
"...is the reason those spirits are torturing her on theOther Side." Professor Shane continued, ignoring theinterruption.
"Don't." Bonnie cried angrily.
"Hurting her again and again and again." Professor Shanecontinued, ignoring Bonnie's pleas.
"I said don't!" Bonnie shouted loudly.
"Unh!" Professor Shane cried out in pain as he raisedhis hand in the air. "My hand! You can't stop, can you?" hesaid frantically. "All this power that you're feeling, youactually like it, don't you?" he went on. Bonnie smiledmenacingly when suddenly a cracking noise could be heard in the airas Professor Shane began screaming in agony.
"Look at yourself, Bonnie. Look at yourself, Bonnie."Professor Shane cried as Mayor Hopkins opened the door.
"Bonnie, what are you doing?" Mayor Hopkins cried outalarmed.
"Get...out of here." Bonnie quietly warned her father asshe threw water from a glass onto the floor which suddenly turnedinto fire.
"Bonnie, stop!" Mayor Hopkins cried out terrified.
"You can't reason with her, Mayor. She's lost control."Professor Shane said manically.
"Bonnie, baby, baby. Please." Mayor Hopkins begged as helooked at Bonnie, before turning to Professor Shane. "Dosomething!" he yelled at the Professor.
"Bonnie...Bonnie, look at me!" Professor Shane calledout as Bonnie glanced at him through her eyelashes. "Now take adeep breath. I'm right here with you. You are in complete control."he said, using the same words he used when he hypnotized her.Suddenly Bonnie's expression began to change as the calming influenceof the hypnosis settled in. "That's it." Professor Shanereassured her as the fire disappeared and the Professor Shane lookedat his hand the pain completely gone. Realizing what she'd done, atear slid down Bonnie's cheek as she left the room.
"Your daughter...is a prodigy." Professor Shane toldMayor Hopkins. "With my guidance...she could be one of the mostpowerful witches in the world...But without it...she's a time bomb."he said.
After disposing the last batch of dead vampires from the now emptybus, Damon arrived back at the Young farm hoping Klaus was rightabout how far the mark had left to grow. Damon had brought back thefifty people Klaus's requested from his text after Damon had spokento Kol. He'd then dropped them off for Klaus to turn whilst he burnedthe rest of the bodies. He couldn't wait to be out of his clotheswhich reeked of charred vampire flesh, and into his shower and suitto await Elena and their little fantasy later on. It was what hadkept him sane all day. He made his way up to the cow shed to watch asthe new vampires were sent into the room with Connor to meet theirdeath. Apparently the mark had begun to grow quicker, although Damonhadn't been around to witness it.
As Damon entered the shed, he was greeted by Elena running up intohis arms, clearly upset with all of the carnage. Damon held her closeto him, and stroked her hair, trying to soothe her. He hated the parthe'd had to play, but if Klaus was right and they'd gotten the rightamount of people, he'd be free of the compulsion and they could getthe hell out of there like he'd been promised. Damon watched over asConnor staked another vampire, who turned gray and veiny, signalinghis death, followed by Jeremy quickly drawing the image on Connor'sbody, whilst Klaus was looking over Jeremy's shoulder.
"Is it like you remembered?" Damon asked Klaus, whoturned to look at him.
"Of course." he replied, before leaving to get anothervampire for Connor to kill.
"And as soon as it's complete, we can all go home?"Damon asked, as Klaus shoved the new vampire in the room with Connor,who simply walked up to the vampire and staked him.
"I said so didn't I? Klaus replied, as the vampire dropped tothe ground and Jeremy began frantically sketching once more.
"How many more?" Damon asked, as Klaus rolled his eyes.
"There are five more left." Klaus snapped, clearly sickof being asked questions, so Damon turned his attention to Elena.
"You still up for our 'date'?" Damon whispered, hopingall of the bloodshed hadn't put her off their planned activities.
"I wouldn't miss it for the world." Elena whisperedback. "I've only waited around a year to find out what happenednext." she smiled, before kissing him on the lips.
"Ewww, gross." Damon heard Jeremy's voice come fromwhere he was sat. "You guys need to go get a room." he toldthem.
"And you need to draw faster so that we can go get a room."Damon called back, as the last of the vampires were led to theirslaughter. Suddenly a roaring sound was heard from Connor's bulletproof cell, prompting them all to rush forward to see what was wrong.
When they got there, the sight they saw came as a completesurprise as. Connor's mark began to become visible to everyone,signaling the mark was complete. It was obviously affecting Connor ashe was shouting, although Damon couldn't make out whether it was painor something else. Whatever it was, he just wanted to be out ofthere.
Elena turned to face Klaus. "I guess you won't be needingJeremy now." she said.
"I guess not." Klaus smiled.
"Does that mean we can go now?" Jeremy asked.
"I'm a man of my word." Klaus nodded. "Of courseyou're all free to go."
"And no more compulsion?" Damon asked.
"You forgetting the location is the only compulsion that willstand." Klaus told them. "Think of it as a good willgesture and all. It is after all for your own protection. Now go."he told them as he went to take a closer inspection of Connor'stattoo. Damon, Elena and Jeremy didn't need to be told twice, as theygot into Damon's car and set off back to Mystic Falls.
Kol waited at his brother's mansion, knowing that at least one ofhis siblings would eventually turn up. Suddenly he heard a noisecoming from the library, prompting him to investigate and bumpinginto Rebekah who was about to leave, blocking his way.
"What are you doing here?" Rebekah asked. "Iwouldn't stay here if I were you, I don't think Nik would be happyabout you trying to prevent him from getting the cure." she saidas she pulled out a dagger covered in white oak ash and pointed it athim, Kol to stopped in his tracks.
"You'd really dagger me?" Kol asked. "If you dothen you're no better than Niklaus. Daggering siblings when youdisagree with them...Look at what this family has become. I mean,Elijah won't even show his face, he's so disgusted by our bickering."he said. "This cure has ruined us, and it hasn't even been foundyet. Just imagine what would happen if it is."
"This family was ruined long before we knew about the cure."Rebekah argued, as Kol pulled out the white oak stake and pointed itat her heart. "Kol!" she cried, suddenly scared.
"I won't let you raise Silas." Kol shouted as Klausvamp-sped into the room, breaking the two of them apart.
"Enough of this foolishness." Klaus demanded as hesighed and turned to his brother. "Put it down, Kol." hedemanded as Kol vamp-sped out of the house, taking the white oakstake with him .
"He was going to kill me!" Rebekah cried.
"Well, then, I think you need a lesson in how to properlydagger a sibling." Klaus said patronizingly.
"Burn in hell." Rebekah shouted as she turned and leftthe house.
After interrogating Professor Shane, Bonnie's father decided itwas time for a little chat with his daughter over dinner, consideringit was getting late and neither were in the mood to cook, he opted totreat her for food at The Grill.
"I owe you an apology." Bonnie said, putting the menudown.
"You don't owe me anything. I'm not happy to be right. I'mgonna get you some help." Mayor Hopkins told his daughterreassuringly.
"Help? Dad, I'm okay." Bonnie said confused.
"Are you kidding me?" Mayor Hopkins said in surprise.
"I got angry, I admit, but I knew what I was doing."Bonnie admitted.
"You lost control, and Shane said... " Mayor Hopkinsbegan.
"Didn't we just establish that we couldn't trust him? Hetrying to get under your skin." Bonnie frowned.
"The only thing that got under my skin is what I saw, whichis my daughter using dangerous magic! And the fact that you don'tthink you need help means you need it even more " Mayor Hopkinstold Bonnie, who suddenly became quiet, realizing that maybe herfather had a point.
Rebekah was stood in front of the mirror in her bedroom as shesipped a cocktail, when suddenly the door opened and Stefan walkedin.
"Sure. Just barge right in." Rebekah complained
"Oh. I thought not knocking was our thing." Stefan saidsarcastically. "You didn't dagger Kol."
"Well, the white oak stake pointed at my heart made things alittle difficult." Rebekah said as she removed her earrings. "Ido believe my brother Kol has finally lost his mind."
"So where'd you put it?" Stefan casually asked.
"The headstone?" Rebekah answered.
"Mm-hmm." Stefan replied.
"Some place safe." Rebekah smiled.
"Wasn't really our deal." Stefan said as he walked overto her.
"Well, considering that you've betrayed me twice, and I'vebetrayed you never, I think I'm acting prudently. Especially since wehave no idea why that guy was looking for it." Rebekah told him."Did you work things out with Elena?" she asked.
"Do you care?" Stefan replied.
"Nope. Just trying to figure out why you're here."Rebekah explained.
"Do you even have to ask?" Stefan, asked seductively.
"No feelings, no attachments." Rebekah stressed.
"None...whatsoever." Stefan said as he leaned in to kissher.
Elena felt nervous as she left the guest bedroom to follow throughon the sexual fantasy of re-enacting the first Miss Mystic Fallspageant, except this time it was taking place at the boarding housewith no other guests. Damon had gone to some trouble to get smallaspects right, he'd managed to find Within Temptation's 'All I Need',to ensure they danced to the same music. He'd even gotten someone torecord her introduction exactly as it was the first time. He'd evenreassured her he'd try to get hold of Stefan to make sure he didn'tcome back and interrupt them, although he'd yet to confirm to herwhether he had or not.
Finally her hair and make-up was ready, dressed in the originalblue satin dress she'd brought over that morning, she was evenwearing the same underwear as she did at the pageant, just forauthenticity. However for some reason she was nervous and she didn'tknow why. She'd already spent many hours in bed with Damon as they'dexplored each other's bodies, and Damon had made it abundantly clearhe liked the idea of acting out sexual fantasies, so she shouldn't beworried about that. But for some reason she felt just as nervous asthe first time around.
As Elena appeared on the hallway near the top of the stairs, sheheard Boccherini's Menuet Celebre playing, exactly as it had done theday of the pageant.
"Miss Tina Fell, escorted by Mr Bartholomew Whitmore"Mayor Richard Lockwood's voice called out through the speakersfollowed by the noise of people clapping, surprising Elena. Shewondered how Damon had managed to get someone with a voice that hadsuch a likeness to the long deceased Mayor.
"Miss Caroline Forbes and her escort, Mr Jeffrey LockwoodHamilton." Mayor Lockwood announced, taking Elena's mind back tothe day itself, Caroline wasn't a vampire, Jenna, John, Ric and Annawere still alive, and Stefan was about to attack Amber Bradley in thewoods. A wave of sadness momentarily washed over her, however shepushed it to on side, and remembered that she needed to check withDamon where Stefan was to make sure he didn't disturb their littlefantasy.
"Miss Elena Gilbert, escorted by Mr Stefan Salvatore."Mayor Lockwood's voice rang out followed by clapping, as Elenareached the top of the stairs, only to initially find nobody waitingfor her. Suddenly Damon appeared at the bottom of the stairs, lookingexactly the same as he had the day they danced at the pageant, onlythis time, instead of being shocked by his appearance, he instantlytook her breath away. Elena descended the stairs and took Damon'shand as he led her to the parlor.
"Where's Stefan?" she asked, a sudden sense of deja vuhit her, she was sure those were the same words she'd used at thepageant, only this time it was for a different reason.
"I don't know." Damon replied. "I tried calling himbut he's not answering his phone." he added as they took theirplace and the music changed signaling the beginning the officialpageant dance.
"So what do we do?" Elena asked curtsying as Damonbowed.
"Right now, we just have to have to get through this and hopewe're not interrupted." Damon said through gritted teeth."Remember to stay in character true to how you were back then."he reminded her. "It makes it even more fun." he winked asthey began to dance, hands not touching as per the rules of theintimacy of the near touch.
The first time she'd danced this dance was in rehearsals withStefan and they'd never taken it seriously. Stefan was high on humanblood, even though Elena was unaware at the time, plus he was drunk.When she'd danced with Damon the first time, she had realized therewere sexual undertones to the dance, it had hit her the moment hetook her in his arms and the world fell away as if it was only themand the way he'd made her feel...as if it were the first time a manhad lain a hand on her.
This time she felt it even more. This was their story, for so longthey'd skirted around each other, illicit thoughts of one another. Nomatter how much they wanted to be together, their friends andfamilies would frown upon it. But when he took her in his arms,everything faded away and they no longer cared what the outside wordthought of their love. As Damon took her in his arms and waltzed heraround the parlor, he pulled her slightly closer than he did thefirst time and his fingers caressed her back a little moreintimately, as they gazed into each other's eyes, giving Elena gooseflesh, even though she wasn't cold.
As the dance ended, they separated, and Elena once again curtsiedwhilst Damon bowed back, when suddenly he looked as if he'd heardsomething. He picked up the remote for the sound system and turnedthe music off, grabbing Elena by the elbow he began leading her outof the parlor with urgency.
"What's going on?" she frowned confused by Damon'sbehavior, considering she hadn't heard anything herself.
"Come with me." he said, his face suddenly serious,causing Elena to begin to think something was seriously wrong, whichshe found disappointing as she felt this was a one off opportunity torelive that moment they'd shared and up until Damon's change indemeanor, it had been going perfect.
"Where are we going?" she repeated, panic encroachinginto her voice as they quickly walked down the hallway.
"In here!" Damon said as he suddenly pulled her througha door which she instantly recognized as the small downstairsbathroom, which simply contained a toilet and a vanity unit with alarge mirror.
"What are we..." Elena began, but her words were cut offas Damon wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her in close tohim and fervently pressed his lips against hers, as she realized ithad all been an act, he'd been so convincing he'd had her fooled,prompting her to smile into his kiss. Elena wrapped her fingersaround the back of Damon's neck, running her fingers through hisraven locks.
As Damon pulled their hips together, Elena could feel Damon'serection through his trousers, sending heat pooling to the pit of herstomach. Elena wondered if this was how he felt the first time, butshe couldn't ask, their mouths were too preoccupied, as their tonguesdanced to something a little more intimate than the near touch. Damonbacked them up so Elena was leaning up against the vanity unit, sheperched her leg on the toilet behind him to help her balance. Damonbegan kissing her jawline, the move allowing him to pull awayslightly so he could slip his hand under her dress and stroke herankle.
Damon's mouth continued making it's way down her neck, reachingElena's jugular, gently scraping against it with his blunt teethbefore he sucked the highly sensitive spot and licking the area,mimicking the act of biting and feeding. Meanwhile his hand slowlyand sensually crept it's way up the back of her calf and to her knee,causing Elena to elicit a moan of pleasure.
"No vamping out!" Damon commanded in a whisper."Remember you were human at the time." he reminded her ashis hand slowly began to slide up Elena's thigh.
Elena realized that her fantasy was now being re-enacted in full,this was almost exactly how Elena had imagined it, however, in herdreams, she would never get any further, instead she would wake upall hot and bothered. Right now she was even more wet and turned onthan any time she'd experienced when she'd woken from her dreams.Deciding it was time for a little exploration of her own, Elenareached for the front of Damon's expensive black suit and gently madeher way down so she could feel his erection through the material withher hand. Once she found it, she was able to make out that he wasunsurprisingly, already hard, so she began to stroke his length,prompting him to moan with pleasure. Not one for being outdone whenit came to giving pleasure, Damon's hand slid from the outside to theinside of her thigh and then began to touch the outside of herpanties.
"Fuck...Elena...You're already wet." he mumbled betweenkisses as his fingers stroked the outside of the damp fabric.
"No more wet than I was last time we danced." she moanedas Damon's fingers began circling the outside of her clit through thesatin crotch of her panties. Elena pulled down Damon's zipper and herhand found its way inside so she could stroke his member through hisboxer briefs, causing Damon's eyes to roll to the back of his head.
"What do we do if Stefan finds us?" she panted, decidingto up the realism, although there was a genuine chance he would hearthem if he walked into the house.
"As long as he doesn't want to join in, I don't care."he said breathlessly as he kissed her mouth. "I've done a lot ofthings in my time." he mumbled between kisses. "But that alittle too kinky, even for me. Plus I don't like to share." hewhispered.
Elena moved her hand into the waistband of Damon's boxer briefsand pulled out his very erect length and began pumping it, as shetook in how hot he looked, all decked out in his suit with just hismember completely visible and standing to attention. She thought shewas going to come just at the sight of him dressed, or rather,slightly undressed and looking all disheveled like he currently did.
Damon slid Elena's panties to one side and began stroking her clitbefore he decided she was damp enough for him to use his fingersinside her. He'd not told Elena, but this had also been one of hissecret fantasies. He'd also wanted to relive the moment and thensome, which was why he'd compelled Richard Lockwood to record hisscript before he died, so that Damon could remember what happenedwith precise detail and use his imagination to fantasize about therest, which included them fucking in one of the bathrooms. Never inhis wildest dreams did he ever expect it to become a reality, andnone of his dreams had lived up to being close to the real thing.
"Fuck me Damon." Elena whimpered, she desperately neededhim inside of her.
"I can't." Damon replied. "I have to taste youfirst." he said as he got down on his knees, lifting up herdress to reveal white satin and lace panties with matching suspenderbelt against the caramel tones of her skin.. "Holy shit!"he cried. "So pure and virginal, I like it." he smirked ashe licked the outside of the fabric. "And so going." headded as he hooked his fingers around the waistband and removed them."Although I do like idea of you having an angelic side." headded before nudging Elena's legs apart and licking her slit. "Mmmhmm." he moaned as Elena purred with pleasure.
Elena looked down as she held her dress to see Damon's mouth onher core as he lifted his beautiful blue eyes to meet hers, causingher to almost come at the sheer sight of him. She watched him spreadher nether lips before he began to tongue fuck her, whilst still onhis knees, Elena grabbed his hair with one hand and ran her fingersthrough it, trying to hold onto her sanity but it wasn't working.Just the sight of him and the thought that anyone could walk into thehouse at any minute and catch them was ready to send her crashingover the edge. Damon realizing what she needed quickly latched ontoher nub at vamp-speed, and inserted his fingers, creating an intenseorgasm to flow through her body. Every part of her core was burninghot, her contractions were as powerful as any she could remember, andDamon had managed to find a way to keep her orgasm going for longerto enable him to stand up at vamp-speed and insert himself into her,so he could feel the last remnants of her spasms around his length.Elena gasped as his member filled her core to the hilt, whilst helifted her onto the vanity unit and began thrusting until he felt thespasms subside.
Momentarily Damon slowed, to enable Elena a moment to recover, asshe could feel her orgasm die away, but that was all he gave her. Hewas in desperate need to come himself, and he wasn't going to be ableto hold out much longer as his erection was almost becoming painful.He knew he couldn't use vamp-speed fucking because it would haveseriously hurt human Elena, and for the moment, they were pretendingshe was still that girl from almost a year ago, so instead he'd haveto resort to human strength, because fucking is what they were doing.They were re-enacting a real experience adding in the fantasy ofhaving a sordid tryst in a bathroom in the middle of a party whilstshe was dating his brother. There was nothing romantic whatsoeverabout it. It was meant to be dirty and illicit, which was why theywere both almost fully clothed, although he had managed to pull histrousers and boxers down whilst when was busy attending to Elena'sdripping core. Now he was stood, as he once again began thrustinginside Elena, her legs around his waist, one arm around his neck, herhand running through his hair, and the other massaging one of hisbutt cheeks as she pulled him in closer, thrusting her hips in timeto match his.
"Oh my god Damon, fuck me." she cried as she tightenedher legs to pull his hips closer to her. Damon held onto her lowerback so he could tilt her hips to find the perfect angle, allowingElena to move in unison with him as he upped the pace of histhrusting.
Elena had had only a few seconds to recover before Damon increasedthe pace once again, and she could tell he wasn't far from his ownrelease. She glanced down and saw his shaft thrusting inside of her,causing her stomach to lurch and the heat beginning to quickly poolonce more. Another orgasm was building up, almost immediately afterthe previous one, she'd never had them this close before. But thesight of Damon fucking her increased her arousal tenfold. She glancedup at Damon who'd was also taking in the imagery of their carnalactions, before he raised his eyes to hers and his mouth attackedhers with passion, ferocity and lust.
"Don't stop Damon...Don't stop." Elena cried as Damonpulled away from her mouth and rested his forehead against hers."I'm...gonna...come!" she gasped.
He moved his hand down towards Elena's nub and began to circle it,sending Elena spiraling as she cried out, arching her back, her bodygoing rigid as red hot spasms burnt right through her core, her nailsdigging into Damon's backside as she felt a wetness under herfingernails and the smell of his blood filled the air.
"Oh yes...God Elena... fuck...that feels so good." Damonpanted. "Fuck!." Damon growled as he felt Elena's orgasmcontracting around his shaft, his insides heating up, as his ballstightened and he felt his seed flowing hot through his member as itspilled inside Elena, prompting him to moan with pleasure and scrunchhis face up in blissful agony. Elena pulled Damon closer with herlegs, so she could keep the feeling of him him inside her for longer,he as he finally collapsed and lay his head into the crook of herneck, as his member softened.
"That was so much more fun than the first time around."Damon whispered breathlessly into Elena's ear.
"Who thought re-living moments from our past could be so muchfun?" Elena murmured as she rested her head against his.
"You don't by any chance still have that costume from thefrat party?" Damon asked as he lifted his head back up andturned to look at her with a smirk on his face, before pulling out ofher, as they had almost recovered from their activities, promptingElena to laugh.
"Of course." Elena looked at him suspiciously. "Howrealistic do you want to make it?" she asked curiously.
"As far as you're willing to take it." Damon answeredwith a glint in his eye. "But let's wait until this curebusiness is settled first and then we can decide what you want."he added, as he kissed Elena chastely on her forehead and smiledbefore pulling up his trousers and boxer briefs.