I am Breigh. This is my first story on fanfiction. Hahaha my computer says this is misspelled. Anyway, this is about Vampire Diaries. The latest episode I saw was that Rose and Damon had sex. Stefan was comforting Elena. Katherine had just told her about her life. Bonnie was talking to that witch guy, Luka (IDK if I spelled that right) And also, Luka's dad was helping Elijah This is about Rose and Damon, though. May have a little of other characters and other relationships.[Sorry Idk the name of the episode]
So this is just Rose and Damon's POV. I'm NOT doing anything M it will be romantic.U get 2 C a diff, sweet side of Damon. Aside of Damon that Katherine claimed he had.
DISCLAIMER- I don't own Vampire Diaries. I just own this particular story.
It starts in a random part. Kinda. Rose and Damon are in Damon's bedroom.
Rose's POV
Damon and I were kissing. He was amazing. Well his tongue was anyway. And his lips. "Mmmm" I said as our tongues were battling for survival. "How far are you planning on going with this?"
"As long as you'd like" He replied seductively. His hands were moving. They were going down my waist, moving further and further towards my butt. Ahh, I thought. There they go. He was squeezing my butt now. Softly and firmly all at once.
I whispered in his ear, "Well I wouldn't mind if we went all" I put my hands on his chest. "the" I pulled off his shirt "way" I laid my hands back on his now bare chest. He smirked and pulled me closer. About two seconds later, I felt him tugging on my shirt. I gave in after a little. He slid it off with his vampire speed. I could tell he was getting restless. I was too.
By the next 10 seconds, I was just in a bra and underwear and he in his striped boxers. His mouth was on my neck. "Damon. Why do you do this?"
"Why I do I do what, my love?"
"Why do you make me feel this way?" I answered.
"Because you love it, darling." He smiled masochistically.
"Unfortunately, you are correct." I said. I gasped as he opened his mouth and put his tongue on my neck.
"Just like I love your accent."
I spoke "I knew you couldn't resist it." He opened his mouth to nibble on my neck.
"Do you think I could have a taste of you?" He asked.
"I suppose you could if I can try some of you." I offered. He nodded, and I could feel his fangs slither on my pulse.
"Let me know if I hurt you and I'll stop. I've never done this before" He mumbled. His teeth closed in on my vein fast, and I could feel him take my blood.
It was very quick. "I'm so sorry, my love! I'm so sorry!" His voice was panicky. I had no idea what he was going on about.
"Let me do it, now." I said wanting to know why he was so anxious. He seemed to think about it for a moment.
"Alright." He finally considered.
I was fast. He tasted so good! I loved this feeling! Suddenly, I was bombarded with images. I saw him as a boy with his little brother. They were laughing and running. Next, was him as a teenager. He and Stefan were playing football. Then, it was him in the war. He shot a man and I could feel his guilt. Even though the man was on the other side, he felt bad. He had taken a life. When the next snapshot of his life appeared in my head, I couldn't help but feel jealous. He was in bed with Katerina Patrova.
In all my thoughts, I didn't notice how much blood I was taking. I immediately quit.
"Why did you stop so fast?" He asked.
"What are you talking about? I was drinking for at least five minutes." I replied confused. "You were the one that finished too soon." I accused.
"I took too much blood. That's why I stopped"
"No, it was like a second. You couldn't have taken too much."
"Oh well. We'll figure this out tomorrow. I, for one, and fairly tired." He told me.
"Okay. Until morning then."
It was only a moment after we were curled in each other's arms that I realized that I had forgotten to ask him what he was sorry about. What had he seen in my mind? I only saw snippets of his. Has he seen everything? I was about to ask him what he saw when I heard his slow breathing and noticed he had fallen asleep. He was so cute asleep.