Disclaimer: I don't own the vampire diaries, otherwise Elena would have stayed dead during the season finale, and Klaus wouldn't have taken over Tylers body, and a lot of other things

Warning: Rated M for Mature themes. Will add chapters later on.

Reviews are always welcome, go easy on me though, it's my first attempt at fanfiction. :D

I'm in a little bit of trouble, and I'm in real deep Caroline was mentally replaying that one song from last night. The final battle had been staged at the decade dance. She mentally told the whole world of supernaturals to go fuck themselves, for not leaving her with a fond memory of even one of the decade dances. Klaus, as well as Tyler and all remaining hybrids, had been banished to a parallel universe or something, and everybody was happy. Everybody, except of course Caroline, that was. As usual no one cared about whether Caroline lost someone or not. It was always about Elena. "Fuck Elena." Caroline growled. "My sentiments exactly. Though I'm sure I mean it differently than you." Damon's voice came from behind her. "Get out." Caroline snapped. Damon smirked. "Aww, you won't really kick me out, not now?" Caroline rolled her eyes before she said: "Would you like a 'Fuck off' to guide your way?" While looking at him from under her lashes, she put her hands on her hips and didn't move. "Well, Blondie, I have a proposition." He smiled temptingly.

He didn't know why he would ask Caroline to go there with him; he just figured he wouldn't let the tickets he'd acquired go to waste. "I'm listening." She replied casually before turning around to go to her closet. She was undoing her zipper, and Damon nearly elicited a moan. What is she doing? He thought to himself. Yes, she was still wearing her Decade-Dance attire, but had she no idea what this would do to any man? Her back was just so inviting, it took all the control he had to not jump her then and there. He flashed in front of her, and held up two tickets. "What's this then?" she asked. "Ball tickets. I was invited to this formal piece of crap in New York, and I really don't feel like going alone." He winked at her, hoping she would say yes. Instead of an answer, she stepped out of her dress, and proceeded to walk across the room to lay said dress on the bed. Her underwear was red lace, matching the color on her lips. "If you're so hell-bent on getting in Elena's pants, I don't understand why you'd ask me." She replied nonchalantly "Well, a couple of reasons…" Damon started as he darted across the room to block her path once more. She cocked her head to the side, eyes never diverting from his face. "Again, do tell, Damon, master of failing-at-wooing-Elena." Damon's eyebrows shot up to his hairline, as he gasped. Then he smiled. "Anyways, reason 1: I have to leave Elena alone, so she can actually figure out what she wants, 2: Elena's not a fun companion on road trips, as I found out last week, and 3: We get along great, Barbie." He smirked seductively. Caroline laughed out loud. "Need I remind you what happened the last time you and I were completely alone. Look at that wall, and tell me more about how we get along so great." Then she pushed past him, slid on a tank top, and a pair of short shorts. Damon got a good look at her ass, and tilted his head sideways to get a better view. It was true. The last time they were completely alone, with no one in earshot, he had slammed her into the wall and warned her about Tyler. She was turning around, and brushed out her hair. "Well, but aside from that…" "Don't even start." "But Barbie-" He pouted. "Stop! If I say yes, will you stop that?" She asked incredulously. Damon's face lit up. "Thanks Blondie. You won't regret it." "You saying that already makes me, Damon." Then she bent down to take off her shoes, and her cleavage was hanging out. When did she take her bra off? Damon thought she had to be doing this on purpose. How else could anybody be that sexy, unintentionally? Damon felt a slight throbbing in his pants. She kicked her shoes off and combed through her loose curls with her hand. Her green eyes looked at him. "So, what more do you want?" Damon groaned at the double meaning and crashed his mouth on hers before she had a chance to react.

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