Hi, I decided to make this thing a two-shot? Might add another chapter later if I feel like it but right now I haven't planned anything. This chapter is set after 5x13 and as I said in the last chapter, this is a slight au thing, so some things don't add up to the canon plot.

Excuse any errors you might find.

And after all that said, I hope you can enjoy this chapter.

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"I see how this might be a problem" Enzo murmured in front of me. It was hard to concentrate on anything else than my hunger. I had just ripped a young vampire's head off while feeding on him but all I could think of was to eat more. This crazy hunger was far more serious than any hunger I've felt before, it felt like I had to feed, have more and more, and I don't think it's ever possible to get rid of this thirst.

"Damon?" he tried to get my attention, "Alright Damon, we'll… work this out, yeah?" my eyes moved over to his face, slowly eyeing him up and down. All my mind could think about was how delightfully tasty his blood would taste. "Damon!" he repeated in a firmer tone this time, "take a deep breath, control your hunger" … his face would look good covered in blood, I could… "Damon! Do you really wish to hurt me?" I thought about the question for a long moment, and then shook my head slowly, I didn't want to hurt him. "Then stop looking at me like you wish to rip my head off too" a small grin showed itself on his face, even at this kind of situation he have the guts to smile. I sighed deeply and closed my eyes, trying to get a better grip on myself. But that wasn't possible in a room that had a bloody corpse.

"I need to get out of here" I groaned as I stumbled past my friend. Enzo grabbed my hand and lead me out of the building (which was good since my mind couldn't recall where the exit was).

"Aren't you… afraid of me?" I looked down at our joined hands.

"Not really, I told you we'll work this out. Plus I've been a vampire for a long time, I'm not weak and defenseless, I wouldn't let you eat me without a fight" Suddenly the world started spinning around me, Enzo's broad back became blurry and I felt my grip of his hand failing. My legs gave up and I heard the older vampire calling for me, but I felt so heavy and unable to form words. I slipped into the darkness.

I awoke in an unknown room I haven't seen before. I was tucked in under the covers in the middle of a big bed. Enzo was sitting in a chair at the nearest window, looking outside.

"So you've finally come to?" He asked but his eyes didn't leave the window.

"How long was I out?" my throat felt dry and my animalistic instincts screamed in the back of my head for blood.

"A couple of hours" he sat up and made his way to my side, a glass in his hand. The red liquid couldn't be anything but blood. "You should drink this" he offered the drink to me and I didn't waste any time. I drank the blood greedily at a fast speed. My friend sighed deeply beside me, "Haven't I told you before not to drink everything at once? You should enjoy it…" he didn't make any moves to stop me though and let me drink. When it was all gone I wanted yet more, this was hardly enough to satisfy me. Plus this blood was far more delicious than the previous poor bastards blood I'd fed on.

"Got any more of this?" I growled like an animal to him. I really hoped there was more to get…

"Well…" he begun and pointed to himself "the blood is mine, so technically there is more" a smug grin spread on his face. His response suprised me, if I thought about it it wouldn't be so strange though, who else would he had turn to to get vampire blood if not himself. But… I was still suprised, who could have guessed that this tasty blood ran through his veins. I couldn't recall any better tasting blood I've ever tasted before, I don't even think Elena had this good… "So how good was it?" I snapped my head to Enzo looking at him in worry. Should I just give it to him straight or lie my way through this…? "Aah…" the grin on his features grew wider, "it was that good huh?"

"I haven't even said anything yet" I mumbled.

"It doesn't take a genius to figure out it was good" he started "no good isn't the right word… amazing maybe?" he had an special glimmer in his eyes, which I didn't like since he was gonna say something I didn't want to hear. "You haven't quite had anything like it before isn't that right?" he eyed me up and down in the bed, like he was looking at an beautiful yet complicated artwork. He leaned in closer and whisper "And you want more, yeah?" He took his hand and moved it up to his mouth, showing his fangs, moving to bite down on it and draw blood. I reached out my hand and gripped around his wrist before my brain could understand what I was doing. I was in some sort of daze, I wasn't quite sure what was happening, all I knew was that before me was the most delicious blood I've tasted before and how good it would taste straight from the vein. Enzo was looking down at me with dark, challenging eyes, he didn't look scared of me at all. I swallowed hard.

"… I won't be able to stop…" I murmured under my breath. Enzo looked at me with questioning eyes.

"Is that doubt I'm hearing?" Did this guy have a death wish? He saw what I did to the young vampire, drinking him dry. And he didn't even taste half as good as Enzo did. He sighed deeply, and finally retreated his hand from me, backing off a bit.

"I just wanted to tease you a little, seems like I went a little too far though" a smug smile crept onto his features, "sorry about that my dear" he didn't look a tiny bit sorry, his 'dear' obviously added to embarrass me. Which he sadly (for me) succeed with, I turned a slight scarlet.

"When will you stop saying those kind of things to me?" I turned around in the bed so I wasn't facing him anymore. I couldn't stand to look at his satisfied face. He was getting at my nerves, but mostly I was annoyed with myself, since for some reason he was always able to get me to blush. It was so stupid. Damon Salvatore, that have had countless of women, and flirted with even more, without being even a little nervous or embarrassed, couldn't help his heart from 'skipping a beat' when this shit bag called him 'darling'. And I can't even figure out why that is.

"Aw, did I hurt your feelings?" I could hear him trying to surpass a chuckle (with not much success). He shifted his position behind me, "Or maybe it is your pride I've wounded?" his hand moved across my upper arm slightly, like a ghost. I shivered under his touch.

"If you don't back the hell off you'll become more than just wounded, my dear" I said in a dangerous voice, I added the dear in a mocking way, I intended to frighten him a little, but with no luck.

"Ah, Damon, come on! Quit trying to scare me away will you? I won't leave you." he sat himself on the bed next to me, so close that we were touching. He placed his hands behind his neck and laid down in a more comfortable position. I didn't bother to answer him, I knew he wouldn't mind, plus he always seemed to know what I was thinking.

"I hope you're alright with sharing a bed with me, I promis I'll be gentle with you, love" He whispered quietly in a suggar sweet voice in my ear, his breath hot on my skin.

"I hate you…" I mumbled in my pillow. He ruffled my hair slightly, before he replied in a calm voice,

"We both know that ain't quite true…" he then let his hand rest upon my head, which I was okay with, for some reason his hands always calmed me. They felt safe and solid. Suddenly I realized how tired I was, it was becoming hard to keep my eyelids open…

"Hey Damon?"

"Mm"

"… You remember what I told you that night in the cell?" Enzo's voice sounded serious, but it was hard to focus on it. And I couldn't really connect what it was he was asking me about.

"I might not have known it at the time, but I think I was telling the truth…" What was he talking about? Couldn't it wait…? He sighed deeply, "… I've thought about it for a long time… after all…"

I didn't hear the end of his sentance, I drifted off to sleep. But I dreamed about soft lips against my own, and strong arms holding me in their warm embrace. I wasn't sure if I've ever felt so safe before in my life, even though it might have just been a dream.

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Gah, this became… very fluffy ;w;

Sorry for any errors, I have no beta reader!

-Miranda