CHAPTER 2 – "Whatever you want"

Warrant – Cherry Pie

She's my cherry pie
Cool drink of water such a sweet surprise
Tastes so good makes a grown man cry
Sweet Cherry Pie

A/N: Beyond amazing response for the first chapter and I'm happy to know that you want more. Just a little teaser of Damon and Bella...

Once Bonnie had captured our attention with her insane rambling, we tried calming her down before she finally filled us in on everything that we'd missed in a more rational tone.

Long story short, it turns out that the woman that had kidnapped Elena had now decided to help her. In doing this, she also ended up staying in the Boarding house with them for a while. She had also been a busy bee when acting out of sheer stupidity or recklessness when helping Elena on a suicide mission by linking her to a contact that could get to Klaus. Along with this we found out that Stefan was now trapped in the tomb. With Katherine.

Just hearing the mention of that bitch's name was all it took to have me frantically packing while Damon ordered our tickets over the internet for the first flight back to Mystic Falls.

The soft sounds of his fingers tapping frantically at the keys halted before I heard the low click when he closed his laptop, "We got five thirty-five" he called out to from the other room once he was done while I made my way towards the bathroom.

"Sounds good", my dull sarcastic reply was muffled as I was still brushing my teeth.

Bending down, I spat out the foam and rinsed both my mouth and the toothbrush. After I was done, I made no move to walk out as I set it down and gripped the sides of the sink before raising my head to look at myself in the mirror. Gone was the teenage happiness driven by crazed hormones over a new found puppy love as it was now replaced with a grim expression, now knowing that I would be going back to Mystic Falls.

It was like he'd sensed my trepidation because he appeared at the doorway with a worried look so I straightened up not wanting to worry him.

We locked eyes for a moment, trying to get into the other's thoughts but the connection was soon broken when he flashed behind me. His strong arms slipped around my waist and he pulled me back onto him, placing his chin on my shoulder after placing a soft kiss onto my neck and I practically melted into him. "Don't look so glum, chum" he nibbled at my earlobe knowing that was my weakness as I giggled and tried to squirm free from him hold with a failed attempt.

I turned my body so that we were now chest to chest, "We could stay one more week?" he suggested with a mischievous glint in his eye as his hands trailed down my spine making me shiver against him and I knew that he was playing with my weaknesses in hopes that he could break me down.

As appealing as the idea was, I knew we couldn't do that to Elena or Stefan. "We can't leave your brother in there for another week with Katherine" I spat out her name with disgust and felt the grimace darken my features. "I wouldn't wish that fate on anyone" I added and I inwardly cringed which made Damon smirk. Turning my glare onto him, I placed a finger on his chest, "I still don't know how you landed with her"

"I have better taste now" he defended himself.

Pleased with his reply, I smiled, "I know" reaching up to wound my arms around his neck, "I am quite the catch" I replied with a devious smirk.

Instead of making a smart Damony remark to taunt me further, he actually surprised me when agreeing with my response, "Don't I know it" and I could sense the seriousness in his words. The change in the atmosphere both excited me and frightened me – it was different

Not really sure how to reply with his intense stare, I continued with my teasing, "You're pretty lucky"

His icy blue eyes glazed over before the smirk that I (and many other women…and men) loved returned, "So are you" he retorted.

"Don't I know it" I smiled back at him and reached up on my tiptoes while he bent down to meet my puckered lips halfway. His lips were smooth but his kiss was rough as he claimed me and our breaths grew more haggard as the kiss grew into something more with our insatiable nature. Our hands were frantic yet again and he was quick to grab my ass and haul me up onto the counter. The free hotel products clattered to the ground but none of us cared especially as I felt his fangs extract and then prick my tongue gently causing us both to moan.

When I felt my own fangs extract, I knew that I had to regain my control so I tried to force myself into being the stronger one and will myself to stop what we were doing but I could not find it in me to pull my fingers away from his slick black tresses.

"We have to get going" I was finally able to let out but in a gasp which didn't make it convincing as my fingers were now unbuttoning his shirt on their own accord. I swear it wasn't me.

Damon smirked against my lips knowing that he had me where he wanted me while his own hands worked their way under my shirt, "Yes we should" he was making fun of me and I acted on that anger when gripping his shirt and forced him back.

"No" I murmured with my breaths still in shaky gasps.

Damon looked desperate as he moaned, "Yes", then made a move to kiss me again but I forced myself to place my palm, flat on his chest evidently stopping his approach. This time he groaned realizing that I was serious and then stood up straighter and pouted.

Feeling sorry for him as I knew what he felt like so I hopped off the counter and placed a chaste kiss on his lips, "Once Stefan's out, I'll make it worth your while" before walking off but I'd already caught the smirk that was beginning to tug on his lips.

He flashed in front of me before I could take another step and like predicted, the smirk was in it's place and his eyebrow was hitched, "What does that mean exactly?" he questioned with uncertainty and I was offended to think that he would doubt me.

Trailing my fingers up his muscles, I felt his breath hitch when I looked up at him under my eyelashes, "Whatever you want" I winked and saw the mischief return while a calculating expression landed and I could practically see the ideas roaming around in his mind.

With his eyebrow still hitched, he crossed his arms over his chest and asked, "Anything?"

I took a confident step closer to him and met his eyes with my own challenging stare, "Anything" I promised with a smile.

"Hmm…" was all he said with a pensive look as his gaze was cast off into the distance and I waited for him to suggest something. Instead he cleared his throat, composed himself and spun on his heel, walking out of the room, "The car will pick us up in 20 minutes" he called back, leaving me wondering over what he was thinking.

That man will be the death of me...

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