Dreams of Damon.
Ch. 1. An unexpected find.
A.N: Based on a dream I had about the Vampire Diaries after I watched the shows premiere.
Damon's POV…
I was passing through the neighborhood, when soft music caught my ear. It was about a block away. Yet I could hear the words perfectly.
We kiss,The stars. We writhe, We are...Your name, Desire. Your Flesh, We are. Cold, We're so cold..
I knew the song well, it was a favorite of mine. It was from one of the better made vampire movie's this century. And I could relate to the song, which was a rarity for me, in this day and age. I followed the melody to the backyard of a small house. Hoping the fence wasn't a problem and I landed in a good sized yard. Most of which was occupied by a tent. Even though I have never been camping, I do know to what purpose a tent serves. Which is why I found this odd. It was in a backyard, the house mere feet away, yet someone was camping in the yard. I could hear the heartbeat and even breathing of a sleeping human. I had turned to leave, the human of no interest to me since I wasn't hungry. When I caught the scent of arousal in the air, as a breeze pushed past the tent, right into my face. The air swirled around again, making the scent stronger and distinctly female. Now that had my attention, well fed, yet I still felt lust rise in me. It was different but not unfamiliar. I didn't often feel this lust by itself, this craving not for blood but sex. It had been a long time since I'd last indulged in the pleasures of the flesh. I usually ignored it and sated the bloodlust, since by the time that's done most of my victims are dead. Making it all too easy to stuff this longing back into its box and walk away. Tonight however that longing was demanding to be satisfied.
A.N: HEHE I'm evil I know a short chapter. Don't own Damon just borrowing. Don't own the song either, it's Cold by Static-X.