Dannielle POV

"Damon, get the hell off of me, NOW!" She shrieked at the vampire who currently straddled her waist, pinning her arms above her head, on the floor of the lounge in the Boarding House.

"It's punishment." He grinned slyly at the ginger human under him, sending dancing thrills down her spine, she hated and loved him at the same time, but that would not stop her.

"Punishment for what exactly, Demon?"

"You left this morning without giving me a good morning kiss." He pouted his lip at her making him look ridiculous.

Damon had gone all spoilt on her since she left her superstar career and started to remember things of her past like his fear of bunnies, which he is currently trying to overcome to prove her a point.

"That's it? Really Damon? I'll have to set the bunnies on you for that."

He tensed at her threat and she just laughed.

"That was a low blow."

"So is attacking me off guard when I enter the house. So stick that in your blood bag and suck it Mr. Salvatore." Her chin poked out in defiance.

"I'll have to bite you now." He stated matter of factly.

"Why would you do that?"

"It would be good."

"Huh?"

"I didn't say it would be good for you." With that he leant in and licked her veins on show… then Stefan walked in.

"Couldn't you two at least take it into a bedroom before you start getting hot?"

"Damon how about we go upstairs then? I think if Stefan wants us to get a room we'll use his."

"Sounds like a plan."

Stefan groaned, "at least let me get out of the door before you have sex in the lounge, clean up behind yourselves please." He called from the door.

Damon looked back down at her with a grin, "now we have the whole house to ourselves, what do you want to do?" He looked at her suggestively.

"I have an idea Mr. Salvatore."

"Yeah, and what would that be Ms. Carter?" He purred while leaning closer to her face, his hot breath mixing with her own.

She leaned back and grinned, "first of all we could call Caroline, Bonnie and Elena, get some snacks and watch Twilight and New Moon."

He groaned and leaned back away from her, his eyes glaring at her.

"Really, I hate that movie, they're all ninnies."

"You take me way too seriously sometimes; I mean everyone does, especially when just the other week we were at the beach, you were getting lunch and this really obese guy stood in front of my sun and I said 'Oh my god, it's a solar eclipse.' He took it way too seriously and stormed off in a huff, I mean what is that about?"

"You're evil, almost as bad as me, I admire that."

"I was being honest."

"You can be too honest you know?"

"You love me for me though, right?"

"I don't know? Do I?"

"Damon."

"Yes I bloody love you, you mad woman, why do I always have to tell you that?"

"Its nice to hear it, now come here."

Her hands wound in his hair and pulled him closer to her until his face was millimetres from hers, then he closed the distance between them. The kiss was slow and passionate, full of all the things that they can't tell each other in words but in actions.

His hands slid down to her waist as he pulled her up so he was standing and wrapped her legs around his waist in one swift movement.

Then she was flat on her back on his bed surrounded by his black silk sheets. He smiled down at her then kissed her again, slowly unfastening her shirt and letting it float to the floor slowly followed by the rest of their clothes.