A/N: first vampire diaries fic ever

Slash, guy on guy action. You've been warned

Inspired by: Haunted by Beyonce

Written in an hour so, yeah sorry for the inaccuracies. I was just reading a little fanfiction and I was shocked at the lack of love that Matt/Damon are getting. Seriously I can not be the only one who's disappointed.

To be honest though, I stopped watching the vampire diaries after season four. I just got so annoyed with the originals, don't get me wrong Klaus is all kinds of perfect and I love Rebekah but I got really annoyed with the story line they had going at that point so I just stopped watching.

But I hear it's gotten better so maybe I'll check it out.

For now, here's a little Matt/Damon love. It's basically PWP to be honest, I was listening to Haunted and just felt like writing something for them.

In this one Damon arrived at the bridge around the same time as Stefan did in the Departed, so it's basically an AU I guess.

Apologies spelling grammar and OOCness, seriously this was written an hour before posting. So my bad

Disclaimer: I do not own the vampire diaries or any of it's characters.

Matt paused as he stood on the porch of the Salvatore house, the same way he did every time Damon practically demanded his presence.

Just like every time Matt hesitated, he raked a hand through his hair nervously trying to make sure that it was at least a little presentable after his long shift at the Grill when he realised exactly why he was at this house in the first place and he almost face palmed in frustration.

Why does it matter what his hair looks like? It's not like Damon cares, so why should he?

He's just here to make good on that promise he made all those months ago at the hospital that's it.

Nothing more nothing less.

In hindsight Matt realises that he made a stupid mistake, not just driving so recklessly and almost causing both his and Elena's deaths but for being so over emotional when he came to that he made a promise to Damon Salvatore of all people.

He probably would have died that night when he swerved off the bridge and Elena would have too if it weren't for Stefan and Damon.

Stefan arrived just in time to pull Elena from the waters ignoring all of her protests for him to save Matt first, since the vampire knew that there would only be enough time for him to save one of them. Matt isn't angry at Stefan for the choice he made, he's actually glad for it.

God, knows he'd never be able to stand the guilt of knowing that he'd caused Elena's death, it would tear him inside out.

He loves Elena, even though it's not the same love as before, Matt still wants to see her happy. So if she could live a happy life in exchange for his own, then nothing else matters.

It was right I the middle of those thoughts, as Matt's body grew heavy and weak from the effort of trying to hold his breath, that he suddenly felt someone grab him. Of course he knew that he had been under for so long that there wouldn't be time to bring him back up to the surface before his heart stopped beating so he didn't hold out much hope for surviving. But then his mouth was forced open by another flooding his throat with water for the briefest of moments before it was just as suddenly replaced by a flood of blood.

The sharp metallic tang rushed down his throat while a tongue pushed down his own forcing him to swallow, before he was released and everything went black.

When Matt came to he was in a hospital, with Elena sitting by his side. The girl had practically attacked him when she realised that he had woken up, she only had a few injuries but apparently Matt was out for almost twelve hours.

Dr. Fell came in and explained how incredibly lucky he was to be alive, but thanks to Damon forcing his blood down Matt's throat before he went under, the blonde made it. The vampire blood healed the damage that was done by the crash and lack of oxygen and helped sustain Matt until they got him to the hospital.

Although the doctor admitted that it was an incredibly risky move, since Matt could have just as easily have been turned, but as long as a patient survived then she called it a win in her book.

Elena beamed at him, since she was just grateful that they'd both survived. She stayed until visiting hours were over and Stefan came to pick her up. The younger Salvatore had given him an apologetic smile as he left the room but Matt just waved him off.

It was around midnight when Damon came slinking into his room, scaring the living shit out of the blonde when he just suddenly appeared in the chair that Elena had occupied for most of the day.

Damon said that he just came in to check and make sure that Matt survived. Apparently all the months he spent as Barbie's sire have made him less than willing to have another highschool brat bound to him in any way whatsoever and he was even planning on driving a stake right through Matt's heart just to avoid it.

The blonde laughed despite the fact that he knew Damon probably wasn't joking. It was just strange knowing that Damon Salvatore, badass vampire extroardinaire, had actually put in any effort whatsoever to save him.

After all, he and Damon aren't friends in any way or form and Damon has threatened to kill him more times than he can remember. But then again, it's not like he didn't know why Damon saved him.

He did it for Elena.

Damon knew that his dying would tear Elena apart and in doing so, tear her and Stefan apart. Which would usually be good news for him, but Damon also knew that losing one of her closest friends and breaking up with Stefan would leave Elena broke beyond repair, so he wouldn't let that happen if there was anything he could do to stop it.

Sometimes Matt wonders how Damon put up with all this drama he's been dealing with all these years.

I mean, Matt still loves Elena, of course he does. But he has moved on from her while Damon just hasn't. Must be hard making all of those sacrifices for someone that may never really love you the way you want them to.

And right then, right in the middle of those sympathetic thoughts is when Matt's mouth decided to start making it's own decisions and started talking.

Although the blonde can admit that it didn't seem like such a bad idea at the time, seriously though... He should have known better.

He thanked Damon, said that he now officially owes the vampire and that if there's anything he ever needs, all he has to do is ask.

Damon scoffed as he leaned back in the chair and told Matt that he doesn't have anything that he could ever want, which is true. But Matt just smiled and said, that the offer is still on the table in case Damon ever needed it.

Biggest mistake of his life.

Damon watched the quarterback for a moment and Matt could almost hear the cogs turning in the vampire's head when he suddenly smirked and slid out of his chair to stand over the hospital bed. Matt shrank back into the pillows that Elena had fluffed up and stacked behind his back just before she left as that smirk slid onto Damon's lips.

That smirk that meant that something was about to happen that wouldn't be good for anyone except for Damon himself. Matt had to fight back against the shiver of fear that ran down his spine as Damon leaned over him and braced his arms on either side of the blonde's head, making Matt's eyes go wide as he just watched the vampire lean in and whisper.

"So you promise to do anything I want, huh quarterback?"

"I-uhm..."

Oh so now his mouth decides to have a malfunction?!

Damon leaned down to breathe him in, letting his nose drag along Matt's neck before leaning down lower to tease his fangs against the human's neck, drawing out two small drops of blood that he slowly licked and dragged up to Matt's ear. The human's breath hitched at the sting of pain when Damon came to hover just above his lips, staring intently at them before looking up into the blonde's eyes.

Matt's breath hitched in his throat and his heart started to pound against his chest, the heart monitor he was hooked up to started beeping loudly and Matt remembered exactly how Damon forced blood into his system.

He kissed him, which probably shouldn't be a big deal since just biting his wrist. The water would have washed the blood away before he got very far, Matt's mouth would have flooded with water and he would have just drowned faster.

I mean, it was the logical way to do it, that far down in the river with no hopes for reaching the surface in time.

But of course it was a big deal, an incredibly huge deal. Especially with Damon's lips hovering just above his and the reward Damon wanted for saving his life became abundantly clear.

Before Matt could protest, Damon's lips covered his own in a bruising kiss and the jock just lay there too shocked to move an inch.

One of the nurses came rushing into the room since the heart monitor was going insane by that point.

Damon was gone before the woman even knew what was happening and Matt was left wondering if they had given him any anaesthesia and he was just hallucinating.

That was almost two months ago, since then Damon had made it perfectly clear that he planned on cashing in Matt's promise and milking it for everything it's worth.

Which he does about twice a week, every week.

Maybe a third time on the weekends at the Mystic Grill after it was closed and Damon was the only one still there.

It was...

He'd rather be turned and eat a basket full of vervain than willingly admit it to Damon, but fuck it felt good. Every time, so good Matt would feel his eyes rolling into the back of his head at the mere thought of it.

But he'd never tell Damon, I mean why should he?

Damon doesn't care about him, Matt's just an idiot that agreed to be a vampires sex toy without even realising it two months ago.

He's lucky Damon isn't going around town boasting about his newest little plaything.

Thank God, Damon isn't going around town boasting about his newest little plaything.

Matt took one more deep breath, before he reached out and opened the door, stepped inside and closed it behind him.

"You're late."

The blonde sighed at the voice he could hear coming from the living room and walked over to find Damon standing over the whiskey bottle and tumblers on the far side of the room.

"I was afraid that I'd have to drag you here and force you to make good on your promise like the first time."

Matt blushed.

Yeah, the first time.

That had been embarrassing.

Matt went closer until he was standing just two feet away from Damon as he spoke, "I got caught up."

Damon gave a snort, "Let me guess, Klaus getting a little too friendly these days?"

Yeah, that was weird.

The original vampire seemed to be completely fixated on Caroline just a few months ago, now suddenly it seemed like all his attention had turned onto Matt for some reason.

The jock really didn't get it.

It's not like he's a vampire like the others or a dopple ganger like Elena and even after that one time he helped kill that original vampire, he still couldn't be considered a hunter like Jeremy.

He didn't get what Klaus wanted from him, but that didn't stop him from suddenly hanging around the Mystic Grill almost every night that Matt was working or showing up after school with Rebekah while his sister just stood by rolling her eyes.

But really, what did any of them see in him?

It seemed like every time Matt's life went back to normal, something would pull him back into the world of the supernatural even though he's just a human.

Not even a witch like Bonnie, but for some reason he kept getting pulled in. Matt could never really understand why.

"I don't get it." The blonde mumbled out just as Damon turned around with a glass of whiskey in his hand, most likely laced with vervain and the vampire just smirked as he stepped forward and put a hand on the back of Matt's neck to pull him closer. Resulting in a dark flush to quickly spread over his face at the overly familiar touch before he could even think about forcing it back.

"Of course not." Damon whispered as he reached back to set his glass down on the table behind him, "A pet doesn't need to know why it has an owner, it just sits there, follows orders and looks pretty."

Matt glared at the vampire earning a chuckle as Damon closed the distance between them and locked their lips in a bruising kiss, making Matt gasp and stumble back at the force of it while Damon took the opportunity to slip his tongue inside of the human's mouth to deepen the kiss.

Somehow right in that moment, Matt didn't care that he was just a toy to Damon. It felt too good to care.

The vampire pulled his jacket off and tossed it to the floor before feeling all along the lines of his shirt. Smooth cold fingers ghosted a trail over his shirt until they got to the collar and Matt gasped when it was torn right off of his shoulders. His skin flushed as Damon's mouth pulled away from his own and made the slow trail down his neck onto his chest while sharp fangs grazed against tan skin as Matt fought to keep his breathing steady.

It was insane.

The same touches would ghost across his skin even when Damon wasn't even anywhere nearby. Phantom kisses and bites singing across his body and he'd almost wish that the vampire was there.

He hated himself for it, but even though he knew that Damon would tire of him eventually a part of him hopes that that he won't. He's become addicted to every touch every kiss every bite.

Part of him that hopes that Damon won't stop.

God, don't ever let him stop.

Xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

"Ahhh, aaah~"

Damon grinned against the humans neck, with his back against the headboard in his bedroom while Matt gasped and moaned on his lap.

Matt's clothes were torn and strewn all along the house, leaving a trail up to Damon's room while Damon still had most of his on.

The blonde's hands gripped the edge of the wooden headboard behind him while his legs pushed himself up and lowered him down on the vampire's cock. Brushing past his sweet spot with every stroke and making Matt gasp and moan a little louder every time.

Damon lifted a hand to tangle in Matt's hair before pulling on the blonde locks to make the humans back arch to expose his neck as his head was pulled back and he let his other hand slide around the human's neck to apply a light pressure making his pulse jump and his breath hitch before Damon slowly dragged his hand down Matt's chest to rest on his hip. While Matt moved his hands down to the vampires clothed shoulders and hold on tight as he kept up his pace.

Damon was panting hard, even though he didn't really need to breathe as he leaned up to lick down from Matt's jaw down his neck before stopping at the bite marks that he'd made along Matt's collar just a few days ago.

"Da-mon... Ah!"

A deep possessive growl rumbled from the vampires chest as he slowly eased the human back down onto the bed, making Matt whimper in protest since his movements were officially halted as Damon's hand slipped up along his right thigh to rest on his hip.

The vampire smirked as his nose brushed along the side of Matt's neck and the hand he had in the humans hair slipped down to his chest to rest along his hip as well. The vampire gave a short thrust pulling a sharp gasp from Matt's throat as his hands twisted in the sheets beneath him.

He'll never get tired of this.

"Fuck." The human cursed and Damon chuckled.

"That's the idea."

Damon said against those bruised lips that had looked so pretty wrapped around his cock just a few minutes ago.

The vampire groaned at the thought as he slowly started thrusting into Matt's body and the human started moaning and gasping all over again. Damon buried his head in the side of Matt's neck, hearing the racing thump of his pulse and the rush of blood flowing underneath his skin.

The dense pleasure that sparked all over his body combined with the sound of blood and Matt's pleasured moans were maddening and Damon felt his control start to slip away when Matt spoke and all senses of restraint just snapped in half.

"Please, Damon~"

Damon started to thrust even harder and faster forcing a scream to leave Matt's throat when the vampire moved in a flash and bit right into his neck. The shock of pain forced a break in his restraint and Matt came hard before going limp in the vampires arms.

Damon moaned at the sweet coppery liquid that flooded his mouth, forcing him to slow his pace as he let the taste consume his senses when he felt Matt tighten around him as his orgasm ripped through his body and pulling the vampire along with him over into the abyss.

Damon pulled away from Matt's neck, lazily licking down the wound he'd made while the blonde lay panting beneath him.

The blonde's breaths evened out as he slowly fell asleep from exhaustion and Damon grinned. Letting his eyes trace over every bite mark and bruise he'd left on Matt's skin.

As soon as he was asleep, Damon pulled back taking the blonde with him so he could lay him at the top of the bed and slowly pulled out of the blonde. The vampire's smirk grew a little more at the visible shiver he saw go through the Matt when he left his body before he pulled the sheets at the bottom of the bed up over him.

The vampire tucked himself in and zipped up his pants as he pressed a kiss against the fresh bite mark he'd made on Matt's neck. Before turning back and walking out of his room, but stopped when he saw his brother leaning against the opposite wall as he stared at him with an amused look on his face.

"Eavesdropping is rude, little brother. I thought I taught you better than that." Damon said as he stepped out into the hallway and shut the door behind him.

Stefan just shook his head with a small smile, "I was just standing here, wondering when you were planning on telling him."

"Telling who what?"

Stefan nodded towards Damon's bedroom door as he spoke, "Telling your pet that you're starting to fall for him."

Damon tensed ever so slightly before giving a snort as he turned around and headed towards the living room. "He doesn't need to know anything, all he has to do is sit there and look pretty."

The End

A/N: yeah

So that's what that was.

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