New Story**Damon/Elijah (because I needed more of these two)
WTF Damon and Rebekah? Well I can't avoid that but I have a way to make it better (;
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The party was in full swing
Drinks and laughter all around
Girls with glitter and silk dresses and heals clicking with every step they take
Damon danced all night.
With Elena and other women.
Sexy women, gorgeous women.
He drank like it was nobody's buisness, because it wasn't.
He felt everyone's eyes on him and it was great.
But after one too many spins around the dance floor, he needed air.
As he walked back into the house, he leaned on the doorway into where everyone was mingling. He spotted Klaus with Rebekah talking. Her beautiful lips and perfect teeth smiling. The guests were drinking and laughing. Esther hadn't shown up yet.
Then he saw Elijah talking to a lovely brunette. He noticed the way his hair fell in his eyes. He watched as he angled his head, making it slide gently to the side. He watched his lips curve into a smirk. Elijah was flirting. He couldn't help but feel a little jealous. He was impressed that this man could possibly look better than him. He was already stronger; did he have to beat him at his only forte? The art of seduction.
He let his eyes dance over Elijah. He did look great. He always cleans up so well. And that hair! Not to mention, his body. Wow. His eyes grew wider as he realized he was eyeing him fixedly. He looked away quickly. Maybe he had a little too much to drink.
He looked back to Elijah. Elijah had his eyes fixed right on him. His eyes held a smile and perhaps a hint of humor. Or maybe something else? Damn turned away quickly and looked at the others at the party. He remembered Elena and he began on a walk in search to find her. He also made a stop to the alcohol table. Damon wondered if Originals could read minds.
Well, that wouldn't shock me, they can do just about everything else.
"Damon. Are you enjoying yourself?"
"Rebekah, yes thank you. Have you seen Elena?"
"I last saw her heading outside with Stefan."
"oh" he frowned.
"Is everything alright?"
"Yes, I just promised myself I'd keep an eye on her."
"What's wrong? You don't think any of us would harm her would you?"
"Well, considering you haven't completely forgiven her for stabbing you in the back, literally and ruining your chance to go to prom. And knowing it would please Klaus none if you rid of her yes, I think that is motive enough."
"Damon, please. We have all forgiven each other. Niklaus may be a rude selfish pig, but he is still my brother, besides mother wants us to be a family now. Start anew. Care for a dance?"
He smiled and took her hand and spun her to the floor. "Everything is good, for now. Till Klaus does something to fuck it up. or maybe it'll be Stefan" Damon watched as Rebekah glared daggers at Caroline and Matt. He continued the dance with her. As he made to leave her she held a tight grip on his hand.
"Damon. Love is a strange thing. Sometimes it is the hardest concept to grasp. But you should never pass it up if it comes your way."
He looked up into her beautiful eyes. "Thanks for the tip"
He left her standing there with an eerie smile.
"Maybe that's the problem"
The party became too much. Elena became too much. She doesn't love him, why would he think she would? That she even could? His thoughts were racing, the alcohol swimming in his veins. He punched Cole and everyone was now on the porch watching him. He walked away, from all of them. Bunch of fuckers.
He ended up fucking Rebekah later that night. Why?
Because he was reduced to thinking about his feelings and he would rather not. He was angry and she was there looking for something rough. Why not?
Elena caught them at the door and immediately he was reminded of the shit that happened last night. Rebekah left and he was filled in on Esthers little plan on how to kill all her children. What a lovely mother, he thought. It would rid them of Klaus though,
He couldn't help but think of the rest of them though. Like Elena said, Elijah didn't deserve it. And Rebekah? Well shes just whatever. But he didn't want to lose her.
He found himself standing on their porch. He had to tell Rebekah, and Elijah. As he made to knock, the door opened and Klaus and Cole stood there looking at him.
"What do you want?" Cole asked rudely. Though he doesn't blame him, for last night.
"To speak with your sister"
"What do you want with her?"
Damon laughed a little, "Well, I already got something from her last night, but I just wanted to tell her something important"
Klaus spoke up now, "Careful Damon, that's my sister you're talking about. If you do anything to hurt her you will have me to deal with"
"Trust me, she likes it when it hurts" Cole got up in Damons face. Damon raised an eyebrow as if intrigued by the kids passion. The tension was so thick you could slice into it.
"Come on now Cole, we are going for a drink. We needn't let this one ruin a perfectly good evening"
Klaus looked him up and down before walking away and tugging Cole alongside him.
He walked inside. He heard Rebekah and Elijah talking and followed the sound. At his entrance they both turned to him. Silence.
"Damon." He looked up to Elijah's eyes even though it was a female voice who called him. He remembered. He remembered all the tension between him and this vampire, this man. Last fall, before Klaus daggered him. When he saved him all those times. When he plotted to kill him. When he was a huge mystery, a puzzle he was so keen to solve. He was a threat, with all this big bad power!
The air seemed to shift. He looked up to see Rebekah glaring at him. He swallowed and looked back to Elijah. His face cold, his eyes dark. He held the same serious face as always.
"Where is Esther?" Damon spoke finally.
"Out" Rebekah answered him, though he didn't even look at her.
"Your mother plans to kill you. All of you"
"What are you talking about it?" Rebekah asked.
"Elena told me what they talked about last night"
Elijah's jaw tightened and he turned away from both of them. Damons eyes stayed glued to him.
"I knew mothers intentions weren't as they seemed" Elijah spoke softly, more to himself.
"Well, what are we to do Elijah? I don't want to..."
"We will find something..." Elijah looked back to Damon.
"Why tell us? Don't you lot want to rid of us?"
Damons gaze was on the floor now. "Maybe some of you are worth saving..."
"After last night, I would sure hope so!"
Damon looked up. Again into Elijah's eyes. Why was he doing this? Was he really afraid to see Elijah's reaction. Would he be disgusted with him for sleeping with his sister. Damon didn't answer fast enough...but holding Elijah's stare was enough for Rebekah to say,
"Uhm, ok then...perhaps not! I'll just leave you two ALONE!" Damon knew she was upset, but he didn't go after her.
Elijah turned his back to Damon and made his way to the balcony outlooking the backyard. Damon followed him slowly. The backyard consisted of beautiful lush gardens. A whif of the flowing flowers travelled to his nose. He watched as Elijah leaned casually over the railing, exposing his long legs under his suit. Damon made his way to where Elijah stood, the gardens were the most peaceful thing he had seen in the last few days.
"Do you enjoy this view?"
Damon waited for a response, but nothing came. "It's perfect" he added.
Again he waited. He looked at Elijah. Elijah looked down below then back up the sky's turning hues.
"Indeed, the view is wonderful"
"Elijah?" Elijah didn't look at him right away.
"How can I help?" Elijah turned to him. Damon's mind went blank under Elijah's stare. Those eyes
"I can't help but feel that I will never truly be happy as long as I am undead. My humanity is gone."
"You want to be human again?" Damon asked
"Well, wouldn't you, to feel again?"
"Well, not to sound so emo, yes it would be nice to feel"
Damon waited for Elijah to speak. Elijah spoke, his voice sounding smooth and passionate. "I miss being able to blush, to feel innocence and guilt swell in my heart. And to feel pain that will not heal in seconds.." Damon missed that too.
"To have my heart race in the most delicious way when I am frightened or..." Damon couldn't help his mind from wondering. He imagined a very naked Elijah, heart racing and face lost in pleasure. Damon snapped back to reality when he saw Elijah stand up straight and face him. His face was flawless, and handsome. He couldn't look away.
"I never did thank you for undaggering me..." A smirk was present on his lips now. Damon stared at them, they were...full and, and damn it, he wanted nothing more than to push Elijah into the balcony and take that smirk right off him!
"So thank me" Damon was unaware of how dry his throat became. He tried to play it off, clearing his throat.
"Well Damon,
considering I saved you all those times...I'd say we are even, wouldn't you agree?" Elijah was very aware of Damons eyes on his lips. He was careful to pout them out.
"Hmm? oh yes how could I have forgotten you had to be the hero and save the damsel in distress..." Damon remembered Elijah standing over him after ripping those chains off him. Then how Elijah had his hands on his throat and his chest the other night at dinner. To hold him down of course, but fuck, how he wanted Elijah's hands to touch him again.
"A damsel? You are referring yourself to a helpless woman in need of a man to save her? I can hardly agree with that, then again, I can hardly disagree as well..." Elijah chuckled. That was a little too much HARD for Damon to control himself... He stepped closer to Elijah. Elijah's eyes looked down at the distance getting shorter between them and smiled at Damon. "If you keep looking at me like that..."
"Like what Damon?" Now Elijah stepped closer. Damon growled and reached his hands out to grab the ends of Elijah's tux. Elijah grabbed Damon's wrists and twisted them around. Damon tried to pull away, his wrists twisting in pain from Elijah's strength. Elijah pushed him backwards till he was against the railing. Their legs lined up and touched. Damon didn't like the fact he was being dominated.
"Don't Damon"
"Don't What?"
"You shouldn't want this, you should be running away"
Damon arched his back off the balcony. For more than one reason. One, to gain control. Two, to prove to Elijah that he wouldn't never run away from anything or anyone! And THREE, to put Elijah in his place and show him that it wasn't just him who wanted this. Damon has had that bullshit thrown in his face way too many times and he was fed up. He wanted someone to want him too damn it!
As soon as hips colided, a loud gasp filled the air. Damon smirked as he backed Elijah into the railing this time. The gasp that escaped Elijah's lips were enough to throw him into his usually cockiness. He traced his lips lightly over Elijah's jaw. He looked up into Elijah's eyes which opened as he realized Damon stopped. Instantly their lips connected. Neither know why or how but next thing they knew were each other's mouths inside and out.
It was slow and passionate and then it got rough and hard, then it was slow and soft again. It was a kiss that Damon found most interesting out of all the kisses he had recieved in his hundred someodd years of life. He was more curious than ever to see and feel this man's body and tongue all over him. To hear Elijah's moan because he was losing control.
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