Disclaimer: I do not own any of The Vampire Diaries or Twilight characters mentioned, however the made up ones are mine.
"OK Beth, who doesn't want to get involved with a "Bad Boy?", Damon teased the new bar owner at Mystic Grill.
Beth was starting to like this dashing hottie, who just wouldn't take no for an answer. "Damon, really I've only been owner for a month, and I'd swear you've been trying to get in my pants since the first day I took over this joint. How many more times must I tell ya that I don't date my clientele? Further more, I don't know much about you, just that you sure like old Scotch.", Beth was into his extremely ice blue sexy eyes and that devious smile. "C'mon Damon, seriously, you might be a tease but not a "Bad Boy".
"Baby, you have no idea how long I can wait for something I want and will have!", Damon being 175 years old had all the time in the world. Vampires pretty much got that whole time stands still thing down to a tee. "Beth, at least let me walk you to your car later? Wouldn't want something bad to happen.", Damon really did mean it, if Beth only knew what went bump in the night around the likes of Mystic Falls.
Damon Salvatore and his brother Stefan, have lived to see many good and bad people come to Mystic Falls over the years, even some that should've left a long long time ago...Katherine. Damon was a very handsome lad back 175 years ago, until he and Stefan met Katherine. He returned home from the war injured and was welcomed home by Katherine one hot Louisiana evening. She was what every man desired and she knew how to get under their skin...literally. She was staying at their plantation home, as an old friend of the family, and no known family left of her own except for the Salvatore's. Damon hadn't ever remembered meeting her. That tight corset just made her white creamy breasts look so deeply voluptuous, and she knew how to work her southern belle charm when she needed to. That very night Damon was lying awake in bed, thinking about Katherine, when he felt an uncontrollable desire to see if she may be awake as well. Next thing he knew, she appeared wearing nothing but a red lipstick smile.
Katherine seduces Damon into getting what she deeply wanted – revenge. Damon had shot and killed her mate Trevor, while he had been running from Klaus. "Come to me Damon, make love to me, I need you to take the hurt away."
Damon did as he was what seemed like ordered to do what Katherine wanted. He made passionate love to her until the breaking of dawn. What Katherine did next he would never forget, nor would she ever allow him to, just as she leaned in to kiss him good morning, she bit down hard on his neck. Leaving him in complete agony, and screaming for Stefan's help. Stefan met Katherine in the foyer, and she begged for Stefan to protect her from his estranged brother. Lying was something she was very convincing at, and having 450 years to perfect it, she had yet the other brother wrapped around her pinky.
"Don't listen to her Stefan, she's not human, she's she's a monster!", Damon yelled from the top of the stairwell. "Somethings' wrong with me, I need the curtains pulled closed, NOW!", as Damon's skin was starting to what felt like a million burns all over.
"Katherine, what did you do?", Stefan demanded. "What is wrong with my brother? Why is the sun burning his very flesh?", Stefan grabbed his girlfriend's arm. Katherine then turned around with blood thirst in her eyes, and in a flash he too was bitten. She fled and wasn't seen again.
The thirst began, the desire for it, the need for it – blood. Neither of the two handsome Salvatore men, knew what was happening, only that they would remain this way for the rest of their lives. After nearly 200 years, they knew exactly what they had become – Vampires. Unfortunately, Damon lived off of the need for human blood, unlike Stefan who would rather hunt deer and rabbits.
At 2:30 in the morning, Beth was locking up the bar, and there he was. Damon was waiting for her right outside the back door. He was determined to keep her safe amongst other hidden agendas of course. "Beth, I was thinking, maybe we could go back to your house, and maybe I could pour us a couple of night caps?", Damon was wanting this woman bad. She had a scent that was intoxicating. He had to have it, to have her, but wasn't going to be the typical prick he usually was when it came to picking up hot women.
Beth was a little shocked to see that Damon was still waiting for her. "Damon, no just go home, I will be fine. I only live a few blocks away, and I love the fresh air. It makes me feel refreshed after being stuck in that smokey bar all night.", she insisted she was walking home.
"I don't think so baby. Come with me, I will at least drive you home, and make sure you arrive safely.", Damon said very smoothly. Beth wouldn't be able to handle the full moon lit morning. She hasn't been here long enough to know that you don't want to run into trouble on a full moon. "I insist, Beth I promise I won't bite, just scoot yourself into my '67 Camaro.", he coyly licked his lips and gestured for her to hop in. Oh Damon, you bad bad boy, you know you can't resist her, you need her – tonight.
"Very well, but you just keep your hands to yourself hun. You wouldn't want any trouble would you? Damon, you may be extremely charming and sexy, but guys like you don't fool or mess around with women like me.", Beth warned Damon in a teasing way. Beth didn't want to reveal to much about her past to anyone. All anybody needed to know was that she was a business owner of the Mystic Grill, and nothing more. She did think about inviting him in for that night cap or 2. Beth really would like to get to know a few people here in a town she knew nothing about. Would be nice to not feel so alone all the time, and the company of Damon Salvatore intrigued her. The way he smiled was sexy, his eyes were enticing, his everything was sexy, and he knew it too. "There the house on the right.", Beth pointed to a rather large pale blue and stone colonial.
"Such a big house for 1 person? Am I right to assume you are the sole occupant of this home? I could change that you know.", Damon raised his brow and winked at Beth. Why would such a knock out like Beth be alone? Beth has been all Damon's been able to focus on since Stefan and Elena left to seek some good ole fashioned R&R. "I could get used to driving you home you know."
Beth was growing fond of Damon's presence too. She hadn't been close to anyone since Emmett. Emmett was her best friend and when they decided to give the whole relationship thing a whirl, she just felt that he wasn't ready for that kind of commitment, he acted rather goofy most of the time. She had known Em for a long time and he was always there for her when she needed him. Sure, he had his happy jock-like attitude but he was a damn good lover. She wanted a little more depth to their togetherness, and he wanted her more but backed off when she went back to college to get her master's in business and finance. That's when she met Rosalie. Rose had many ups and downs of her own, and only Beth knew her true story on why Rosalie hated men. Rosalie met Emmett while her and Beth and few other "gal pals" went camping one weekend. Emmett had been attacked by a huge Kodiak, and was screaming for help. Rosalie was the only person with hearing and the speed to save him, her Emmett.
"Have any Scotch?", Damon asked as they walked up her porch. Waiting as she unlocked the heavy oak door for the invite in. He had to abide by the rules of engagement, vampires needed to be invited into homes. All it takes is one simple invite and they can come and go as they wish. "Really, you aren't gonna ask me to come in get to know ya better? I want to get to know the more relaxed version of Beth Swan."
She really did want Damon to come in, but was afraid, there was a hint of mystery behind his icy blue eyes. Not sure if Beth wanted to learn things about him that may just be the truth. She'd been seeking information about mythological creatures in the Mystic Falls area. Already she did believe in vampires, for she knew about Rosalie's history and now what Emmett had become too. That didn't change a single thing though. "C'mon in Damon. I'm going to get out of these work clothes, and into some pj's. You can help yourself to the scotch, and pour me a glass of red.", Beth said then disappeared down the hall to the master suite. Beth put on a pair of sexy blue satin boxers with a tight fitting satin tank. She was sure this would cause a stir in Mr. Salvatore's groin, and she didn't care. Beth was needing to be desired, and Damon would do just fine this dark early morning. Not sure if she wanted to be this easy looking, but was curious to see what he would be capable of.
As Beth rounded the corner to the kitchen, there he was with her back to her. He knew she was there, and had no idea what to think when he turned to see her in those sexy pj's, except for, "Shall we shag now or shag later? Beth you are asking for trouble.", within seconds he grazed her protruding clearly excited breasts and handed her a glass of red wine. He was so close to her he could hear her heart beating quickly, and loved every tick of that sound. Damon missed that himself but would never tell a soul. Beth went and sat down on the sofa and clicked on the TV. She patted the sofa for Damon to come sit.
"Damon, so I'm curious, I know there is mystery behind them blue eyes, but what stories do they tell? I mean tell me more about yourself hun. I noticed that you and your brother Stefan live just across town, and that girl Elena lives with you both?", Beth was making cheap conversation, when really she wanted to know if Damon slept alone or not.
"Beth my dear, yes we live in the Salvatore Mansion across town, no Elena still lives with her aunt Jenna and brother Jeremy, although she has sleepovers with Stefan all the time (laughs), and yes I sleep alone well most of the time. I am a man and have had women, many women in fact I do believe I will have you too tonight.", Damon said as he tries to compel Beth to take him to her room. Compelling isn't working? I don't understand, who is this Beth Swan? Damon then swoops Beth up into his arms, starts kissing her very passionately. She then turns and throws him back onto the sofa. Now he is majorly turned on by her in tenseness. "Oh I love a tough sexy woman!", Damon then grabs her in his strong arms and tries to compel her once again. Again it does not work. Okay then this will, as he in a split second strips her of her revealing pj's, swoops her up, and throws her down onto her king sized bed meant for two. Damon starts kissing her neck, then slowly kisses her whole body from head to toe. "Wow, you are gorgeous clothes on or off!"
"Slow down Damon, I want to enjoy every bit of this. It's been to long, that I've...", Beth started to tell Damon as he shut her mouth with his. She could feels his hardness through his black jeans, and his sexy bare chest was totally ripped. Damon can do with me as he wants. Beth was feeling desired, wanted, maybe even loved for just one night or day should we say. They had the most hot, heavy, passionate sex, that she can ever remember. Damon did things to her that made her blush as she awoke the next afternoon. Damon was indeed gone when she awoke but she knew she'd see him again.