Klaus/Damon *SLASH*

****DUB-CONSENT****

Oneshot. Damon is alone after the party where he was supposed to kill Klaus. What happens when Klaus shows up to teach him a lesson.

Damon's POV

I sighed and ground my teeth together as I thought about my epic failure to kill Klaus. He was supposed to be gone after tonight and we could all finally be free.

I sipped the bottle of scotch as I sat on my bed in the dark. Why would Stefan just shove me away like that? I thought he was free of Klaus's compulsion.

"Did something go wrong?" came the conniving, thick accent.

I growled and stood, using my vampire senses to see perfectly in the dark. I could see movement but he would be gone before I could even get a good look. He was jumping from place to place and with the amount of alcohol I had consumed, I was no wonder I was becoming dizzier with each moment.

I growled and chugged at least half the bottle. I didn't care anymore. Klaus was here, ready for the kill. Hell, I deserved it for trying to kill him in the first place.

I snarled when I felt pressure on the bed beside me. I spun to see Klaus sitting beside me, a smirk on his lips "Good evening."

"What do you want?" I said coldly.

"I'm here to teach you a lesson," Klaus said, his voice smooth like melted chocolate. I couldn't help but feel slightly allured by it. I had always had a thing for accents.

"Will you stay out of my head," I said, annoyed as he tried to make me feel something for him.

"I'm not in your head, Damon, you have vervain in your system. It is literally impossible," Klaus said, his voice more smooth and alluring now. I could feel his breath on my neck.

I jumped back, knowing that this would be the way he would kill me. He would bite me and make me suffer once more.

He smirked twistedly at me as he crawled closer. I swung my fist, only to have him catch it with his hand. He then pulled it and within a split second flat, he had me on my back. He was straddling me, knees to my sides. He had both of my hands held down with one of his hands.

This was just a reminder at how much stronger he was than me. I sighed and relaxed "Just kill me already."

He started to laugh "Oh no, death would be too easy for you. I plan to humiliate you."

I narrowed my eyes at him "Oh just like how you were humiliated by daddy tonight?"

His laughing stopped and his hand was now clenching my throat "I was not humiliated!" he snarled, his eyes glowing and double canines extended. His face was just mere inches from mine,

I laughed through a cough as he held my throat "Don't worry, we've all been through this before. My dad was more of an ass than yours."

"Stop talking," Klaus growled as he loosened his grip on my throat.

I smirked "It's all good, though; at least their dead now."

"Shut up!" Klaus snapped, cracking his fist across my jaw.

I winced as pain radiated through me. I noticed my hands were free and instinctively, I used one to hold my now broken jaw.

I hissed when I felt his fingers curl into my hair. He clasped a handful and yanked it to the side, revealing my throat to him.

That was when my struggling became natural. I began to shove at him but it was as useless as a human shoving me. Actually, this was pretty much the same situation.

I growled out in pain as he bit into my neck. I could feel the sharp fangs enter through my skin and I could feel the pain from a werewolf bite begin to work.

For a moment, he held me there, drinking my blood like I was some pathetic human. He pulled away, his mouth covered in my blood. He smirked as he placed his hands on my shirt. He tore it off of me in one pull, revealing my entire chest.

Before I could react, he was suddenly back at my throat, only now he was just kissing and sucking along it. I felt a strange wave of pleasure when he kissed lower until reaching my stomach. I took a deep breath when he slid his tongue along my happy trail.

I felt too weak to fight him off. This time, the bite into my jugular was unlike any other. This was working fast. I was already feeling slight lethargy.

I managed to look down when I felt his hands slide my jeans and boxers off at the same time. At once, though with little strength, I tried to kick him. He waved me feet off like they were flies.

"Get off of me!" I snarled.

He continued to grin as I threw his own clothing off onto my floor. My stomach turned at the thought of what was going to happen. Was he seriously going to do this to me? Feeding off of me was enough humiliation…this was going overboard.

I was then flipped onto my stomach. I could feel him crawling over me. His skin was soft and warm against mine. I growled and snapped when I felt a wet finger slide into me. It wasn't that it hurt so much but the fact that this was going to happen.

I wouldn't allow this. I would die before letting this happen. With everything I had, I threw my weight forward, trying to slide from beneath him. He grabbed me where he bit me, though. Waves of excruciating pain passed through me, making me really dizzy and lightheaded. My muscles gave out as he slid in a second finger.

"Stop," I said angrily.

"Relax and it'll be easier," Klaus whispered his voice soft and dangerous.

I knew it was useless to struggle any more. He was in total control over me. I would have to get over that fact.

I felt the third finger slide in. It hurt, of course, but the pain from the bite was worse so I hardly noticed.

I did yelp in pain, though, when I felt his entire member slide into me. Starts seemed to dance in front of my eyes as my body tried to adjust to this 'foreign object' inside of me.

"Mmm your so tight, Damon. I presume you've never done this," Klaus breathed in my ear. I wanted to kill him from making me feel so pathetic.

"No, because I'm not gay…you fuckin' faggot," I growled.

He growled back and pulled out only to slide it back in as hard as he could. I winced, holding my breath to stop the scream from escaping. He then began to pump himself in and out, first going too fast, then slowing.

I could feel tears sliding down my face as I realized there was nothing I could do accept allow him to treat me like his sex slave. This was not how I intended to go…I was supposed to die while saving Elena…by Stefan finally killing me…hell, I'd even take my almost suicide after getting the werewolf bite.

This was too humiliating. This was when I gave up.

I noticed that I was now in my knees and he was over me in doggie style. I winced in pain every time he thrust in. I was letting out a deep breath when a rush swept through my body. It was unlike anything I had felt before. I sucked in my breath and winced as pleasure poured through every vein in my body. All of my muscles seemed to tighten and release in an orgasmic way.

"Mmm maybe you do like it," Klaus whispered, his hot breath on my ear.

I had no idea what he did but I could not lie that I did enjoy that. He thrust in again, seeming to hit a certain spot. The rush poured through me again, this time more intense. I could not stop the moan that escaped my lips.

Whatever he was doing, he needed to keep it up. I finally used my own strength to push back, wanting him to hit it again. And he did…

"Oh, oh my-" I breathed but sucked in my breath one again when he started to hit that spot every time he thrust in. Euphoria seemed to radiate through my body now like a constant high.

I could hear Klaus's breath hitching in pleasure as well. I opened my eyes to see Klaus's wrist in front of my face. I licked my lips, allowing my canines to extend before biting down.

Klaus's blood was like a luxury. It was sweet like a human's, tangy like a vampire's and even somewhat woodsy. It was unique and one of a kind. I swallowed down a few mouthfuls before he pulled it away.

I gasped when I felt his hand suddenly on my erection. I felt sensitive and I knew that it would only take about 30 seconds-if that- for me to bust everywhere.

He began to pump. I breathed fast, holding back the pleasure I wanted to scream. I wanted to scream his name. I didn't want this to end.

He thrust himself into me and suddenly, lights were all through my eyes. I could feel him release inside of me, filling me with something of his own. I felt oddly turned on when I heard him moan as he finished. I couldn't help but moan at the same time when I came all over his hand.

He then pulled himself out and my body instantly went to fixing itself. I collapsed on the bed. I could feel Klaus fall down beside me. It was silent as we both tried to catch our breath. While doing so, I grabbed the bottle of whiskey and began to swallow it down. I was definitely going to need this.

Klaus laughed and grabbed the bottle from my hand. He then finished it off, throwing it onto the floor. It shattered, obviously, because he couldn't throw lightly if he tried.

Klaus turned his eyes to me and they seemed to be more light "You enjoyed that." He said as a statement and not a question.

I narrowed my eyes at him "Why would you say that?"

He grinned "Because I know," he said, standing up "Now with my blood in your system, that bite shout heal up in a jif." He slid his boxers and pants back on.

I opened my mouth to speak but stopped when Klaus's eyes darted to the door. I spun to see Stefan standing there, his eyes widened. He honestly looked traumatized.

"Shit…how long have you been there?" I asked, quickly throwing my clothes on.

His eyes were still on Klaus. They held so many emotions, I didn't know which to focus on.

Klaus was smirking "I'll be seeing you again, Damon."

"Go to hell," I growled.

He just laughed as he walked away.

Stefan's eyes were now on me "Did you seriously…"

"Yes, little brother, I did," I said, summing it up. I just wanted to sleep.

"I.." Stefan said, then stopped "I…nevermind. Goodnight, Damon."

He walked away. I grinned, loving how he was so naive about the world. It wasn't as bad as I thought it would be. I kinda like the idea of Klaus returning to punish me. I would look forward to it next time. With that, I lay my head onto the pillow and closed my eyes.