A/N: First Jeremy/Damon fanfic, hope you all enjoy.
You weren't here for him. You tell yourself that. Every time you come over, it's not to see him. It's to see her. It's to see Elena.
But it isn't, you know that, and Jeremy knows that.
"Is Elena in?"
"No. She's at yours..."
That smirk that sets itself on your face as you move closer to him, corner him, like he's your prey.
He is.
One touch of his lips. Then you're here for him.
You're there to get what you want.
Not meaningless sex – you can get that anywhere.
You came here for love, affection, passion, and someone to care about you for once.