Don't Stop Me Now
Tonight I'm gonna have myself a real good time
I feel alive and the world it's turning inside out Yeah!
I'm floating around in ecstasy
So don't stop me now don't stop me
'Cause I'm having a good time having a good timeI'm a shooting star leaping through the skies
Like a tiger defying the laws of gravity
I'm a racing car passing by like Lady Godiva
I'm gonna go go go
There's no stopping meDon't stop me now I'm having such a good time
I'm having a ball don't stop me now
If you wanna have a good time just give me a call
Don't stop me now ('Cause I'm having a good time)
Don't stop me now (Yes I'm having a good time)
I don't want to stop at allI'm a rocket ship on my way to Mars
On a collision course
I am a satellite I'm out of control
I am a sex machine ready to reload
Like an atom bomb about to
Oh oh oh oh oh explode
A/N: i hope this is realistic - that's always what i strive for... let me know what you think! Thanks for all the reviews3
'I am not a whore.'
'I am not a whore.'
I am not a whore.'
'I am not a whore.'
'I am not a whore.'
'I am not a whore.'
'But I like to do it.'
There was a part of me that wanted to dance away to I Am Not a Whore by LMFAO, but the other larger part that couldn't wait to eat. I shook my head from the massive thirst that consumed me at the moment as we walked through the front door of a relatively large white frat house with the letters EKB, or epsilon kappa beta, on one side of the house and 'Murder House' on the other.
As I walked in, Damon stood behind me, and Bonnie behind him. I looked curiously at all the lights and all the dancing people, I almost grinned in satisfaction and a bit of embarrassment as a few guys ogled me. Was it there fault? Not really. It was all Damon's. Or mine actually…
"What are we looking for?" Bonnie asked as we went to the costume store and started picking through clothes.
"Well, it says we can dress up as our favorite villain or target-" Damon grinned. "So I guess I'll just go as myself." He smirked.
I simply glared.
"Eh, maybe not." Damon shrugged as he headed over to a costume.
"Are you sure you want to go to this?" Bonnie whispered to me.
I knew it was useless, since Damon could hear every word, but I whispered back anyway.
"Yeah, why not. It'll be fun." I smiled comfortingly.
"It could be dangerous." She whispered, still clanging hangers beside me trying to pretend we were still looking for clothes.
"Damon wouldn't let me do anything I didn't want to do." I assured her.
"Are you sure about that?" She looked at me through the corner of her, doubtfully.
"What do you mean?" I stopped pretending with her and started looking at her directly.
What was she insinuating? That of all the times Damon had proved himself, this was the one time he was just going to break my trust and disappoint me? Yeah, that was not true. And it was upsetting that she would think that of him.
"I mean that maybe Damon has his own agenda in all of this." Bonnie stopped clanging hangers too, trying to make sure I wasn't too angry.
"His only agenda in all of this is to help me." I hissed. "That's all he ever does. I understand why you might be skeptical, but I've seen a different side of Damon, and he's nothing like what you're thinking."
"Alright, Elena." Bonnie whispered passively. "I just hope you're right."
I am damn it. I thought.
"Ladies! I have found our costumes." Damon smirked coming from behind us.
"Our?" I smiled nervously, what did he take from my conversation with Bonnie?
"Mhm." Damon nodded as he pulled his costume from behind us.
"I'll be Jack the Ripper!" He laughed.
"I thought you said you weren't going to be yourself?" Bonnie smiled sourly.
"Hey, let's not confuse my brother and I, shall we?" Damon smiled viciously.
"And where's our costumes?" I immediately diffused their argument.
"Well naturally you'll go as my victims." Damon did the little dance with his eyebrows as he smirked.
"Absolutely not." Bonnie shook her head adamantly.
"You're awful." I rolled my eyes. "But why not?" I shrugged.
"Yeah, why not?" Damon grinned. "I'll even let you choose your own costumes."
"We're going as his victims?" Bonnie's eyes almost popped out of her head.
"Why not? It's just a party." I laughed.
"Okay…?" She looked at me as if I were an entirely different person, a stranger.
As I tried my hardest to continue the smile when her heart beat quickened and my hunger threatened to consume me, Damon came to my side and said, "why don't you help me pick out a tie." He had to drag me, but I somehow turned with him.
"Thank you," I whispered, and he nodded.
If only she knew.
I walked in with a dark blue sweater that covered my extremely tight dark highlighter blue corset, that was covered in black see through lace and poofed into the tiniest of skirts, that might have been long enough to cover booty shorts – which I wasn't wearing - I was wearing stockings and heels though. I also had a tight black cloth necklace thing around my neck. I curled my hair into waves while separating both sides of my hair by putting two little pony tails on the top of my head. Then I put extra eye-liner on and lip gloss, to get into character. The Party character.
Bonnie was dressed similarly, except her dress had a cape and was much longer than mine. She was also wearing fake blood on her neck, which I couldn't help but laugh every time I saw. We looked very similar, and she looked gorgeous.
I hadn't gone to a party in forever and I was thrilled to finally be having some fun, at a party, which I hadn't done in a while. It felt like the perfect opportunity to just let go all the emotions I had been feeling till now and just have fun! For once…
"Let's get drinks." Damon whispered loudly in my ear.
I couldn't help but get goose bumps as he stood so close behind me, but I ignored it as I followed him because he always seemed to know where he was going.
The bar was filled with alcohol sections, some bloody Mary's, some pina colada's, some rum and cokes, etc. Damon got a bloody mary and handed me and Bonnie one.
"So how's this gonna work?" I asked Damon, curious, and no longer worried about being toostraightforward. I was starving damn it.
"Pick your victim." Damon grinned out loud as he took a sip of his bloody Mary and then pointed at everyone.
"Just like that?" I asked.
He nodded. "Find some random guy," he said coming closer to me. "Come." Damon grabbed my hand and started working.
"Wait, Bonnie-" I started, sort of worried about leaving her alone.
"Don't worry, Elena. Go, Learn." She grinned and took a sip of her drink, but I couldn't help but notice the worry in her eyes.
"Bye Witchy." Damon yelled.
As Damon dragged me, I couldn't help but laugh at his top hat. It was so un-Damonlike to be in this costume, that I couldn't help but giggle.
We paused in front of a thick column that hid us both and Damon put his hand on it as he backed me up into it and leaned in.
"There's a guy over there." Damon started, he wasn't looking at me, just the guy. Meanwhile I couldn't help but feel excited as Damon was so close, and I was so close to getting my first lesson, and first meal in days. "He's a blonde and he's wearing like a casual shirt with a glow in the dark necklace, with a giant bloody Mary in his hand." Damon stopped looking at him and started looking at me.
I started laughing hysterically at his top hat. Seriously, I couldn't take it seriously.
"What?" Damon spit out asngrily.
"I'm sorry, it's your hat. I just-" I started fanning myself to not cry from laughter and ruin my eyeliner. "Alright, I'm sorry. I'm back."
"Quit being cute." Damon rolled his eyes. "Do you want to learn or not?" He hissed.
I nodded.
"Alright then," Damon grinned. "You're going to go over there and flirt with the guy. Get him to go over to one of the darker places over here. And then I'll help you."
"Okay," I nodded, as if hypnotized by the music and he's voice at the same time, as well as the blood that I was ecstatic to start feeding on.
"Alright, Go." Damon nodded.
I quickly walked around him and started talking to the guy.
"Hey, what's your name?" The guy grinned before I a human would've been close enough to hear him.
"Elena," I smiled, coquettishly.
"Elena," He tried to say seductively – it didn't work. Only Damon said it seductively. "I like it. Mine's Jake."
I nodded as I took a sip of my Bloody Mary.
"Bloody Mary's free until Midnight." He raised his giant blood Mary glass. I smirked, trying to be pretend to be attracted to this obvious deusch bag.
"Do you wanna dance?" I smiled seductively.
"Hell yeah." He nodded and immediately made his way over to me, and grabbed my waist. I rolled my eyes as I led him to the place where Damon told me to go. But instead of waiting for Damon, the hunger and disgust for this guy overwhelmed me and I pushed him forcefully against the wall where no one would see him.
"What the hell?" The guy grinned, obviously turned on.
Gross.
How could anyone feel bad for feeding on guys like this? Immediately I attacked this guys neck and sank my fangs into him.
Oh my god finally. This was better than being on a three year carb diet and then finally eating some cake and donuts in one day., This was better than sex. This was, oh god, delicious.
I back into this guy, and he was squirming, but the music made his sounds unintelligible.
"Elena!" Damon yelled. "You were supposed to wait!" Damon yelled, watching out for me.
I simply moaned, ignoring him.
"Alright, Elena. That's enough."
"Mhm." I moaned again.
"Elena!" Damon yelled.
I wouldn't back down.
"Elena, come on." Damon started to pull at my waist.
Somehow I found it in myself to pulling away from that orgasmic taste of blood and I retreated my fangs from his neck and laughed as I wiped my mouth. The guy in front of me looked terrified.
"Compel him, Elena." Damon said, standing very close to me.
"You will not remember this. You just made out with some random girl. She gave you a huge hickey. You're going to brag to all of your friends about this girl, but you're not going to remember which one it is. She was pretty." I hissed in a smile, still licking my lips and teeth. The guy walked away.
I turned around and grinned at Damon.
"What'd you think?" He grinned back.
I couldn't help but hug him and keep him close to me. I wanted that proximity, I wanted to feel that pleasure again and what better than Damon Salvatore-
"I want more." I whispered in his ear and grabbed him close.
"That can be arranged." Damon grinned and pushed me away from him.
I almost cried as he pushed me away, but decided to ignore the extreme depressing emotion as he pulled me with him.
"Wait, I want to pick now." I giggled, feeling similar to a tipsy feeling.
"Your choice, Elena. As always." Damon grinned and waved at all the people in front of us.
"I pick him." I pointed at a guy who was standing against a column; he was relatively attractive and had a plain shirt. He was by himself, which made him so much easier a victim.
As I walked over with confidence, I knew Damon was not too far behind me and I felt like bouncing up and down in joy, but tried to keep my cool. Where's the Elena that should feel repulsed by this? I laughed.
Anywhere, but here.
I walked over to the guy, and he looked up at me and smiled. "You want to dance?" I grinned.
"Sure." He grinned coolly, walking over to me, but way too close for comfort. As his hands were about touch me I pushed him against the other column and hissed. He looked at me strangely, and before I gave him the chance to respond, I attacked his neck and began to drink. Again, the guy squirmed and yelled but with the extremely loud music playing again, I almost danced.
Drinking human blood that was real and flowing was like taking E or something. It was pure ecstasy and deliciousness and uh… I can't even explain it.
I noticed Damon was standing in front of me, and staring as I fed. He gulped as I looked up at him. And then he looked away.
Even though I didn't want to at all, I mustered all my discipline and stopped feeding.
"You won't," I panted. "Remember this." I let out another breath. "Go away." I waved him away as I went to Damon and began to grab whatever remaining blood was on my teeth with my tongue.
"You're hungry." I said, it was harder to pronounce with my fangs, and it felt kind of funny, but I ignored it.
"It's nothing. I'll get my share later." Damon smirked, trying to make me ignore the issue.
"Feed with me." I said the words faster than I could think and process them. But once I did, I didn't regret it. He immediately tensed up.
"Who's going to watch you and keep you under control?" He swallowed as he actually considered my proposal.
"It's getting easier," I nodded with a smile. "As long as I can have another one right after, and another one…" I giggled, feeling almost drunk off of blood.
Damon grinned.
I reached out for Damon's hand with a big smile, which must have been a little frightening with my fangs still out.
"I choose…" I started looking around in the outskirts of the party for a person who was alone. All of a sudden I felt Damon snatch his hand away, and when I turned to look at him, he was already feeding on some blonde's neck - and instead of fear, the blonde seemed to be enjoying it.
Whore.
What is it with Damon and blondes?
The faces and moans that came from the girl as Damon fed from her, made me so freaking angry and turned on that I was ready to kick someone's ass or have sex with them at the same time. Instead, I found the guy that was right in front of this blonde girl and went up to him and just started feeding on him out of nowhere. It immediately soothed me.
The song went to Gangnam style and I immediately wanted to dance, but instead, I just squeezed this guy harder as I tried to drown on the moans of the girl right in front of me. I wanted to keep drinking this guy's blood, but the girl was distracting as hell. I opened my eyes to see what Damon was doing and and I immediately felt a rage equivalent to my hatred for Rebecca, consume me as Damon was basically grinding her and she was enjoying his drinking from her.
I tore myself from this guys neck, and blood drinked down my mouth, then I compelled him
"You won't remember this." I hissed, wiping my mouth.
I immediately walked over to Damon, and poked him on his shoulder. He reluctantly let go of her.
"What is it?" He hissed.
As blood covered his mouth and started dripping, I was dying to kiss him and lick it off. I was too angry to be nice enough to kiss him, so I got to the point.
"I'm bored." I hissed.
"You want to try something really fun?" Damon's smile immediately had my lower half dancing in excitement, and I nodded.
He grinned in a laugh and compelled the girl before grabbing my hand and leading me somewhere dark, near the bar – still in the party.
There was a brunette and tan girl standing against the wall, attractive, but watching everyone dance – she looked lonely.
"We're going to drink from her at the same time." He grinned.
My eyes widened.
"It's extremely awesome, trust me." The corners of his mouth were fighting the rest of him as the bounced trying to hide his excitement. "We have to be careful though."
I nodded in a laugh at his nervousness.
He kept holding onto one of my hands, and with the other one he grabbed this girls waist and went straight for the kill -her neck.
"What the-" She yelled, but I shut her up when I pierced the other side. It was amazing this feeling – biting the girl while holding Damon's hand over her stomach. Damon and I were basically on top of her trying to both get my blood and to get closer to each other, and I thought it felt orgasmic before –
I opened my eyes and saw Damon's eyes were already open. It was so erotic watching as he sucked the girls blood at the same time I did. It made me suck the girl's blood harder and harder.
Damon hissed when he repealed his fangs from her neck, I didn't want to but I had before I realized it. The girl collapsed on the floor, after Damon and I had released our hold on her.
"Is she," I paused, panting and staring intensely up at Damon's eyes – he did the same. "She gonna be okay?" I asked, not even looking at her, extremely focused on Damon's proximity as we both walked closely to each other.
"Yeah, someone will think she's just drunk-"
"Good," I nodded and laughed – feeling drunk myself. "That was so fun." I giggled.
"Yeah," Damon nodded.
"I wanna dance!" I laughed.
"Alright, go dance. I'll meet you there in 5 minutes." Damon grinned.
I immediately ran over and started dancing as I got lost in the crowd. All the blood was getting to me like drugs, alcohol, and sex together – but without any guilt or sickness following it.
And I was just letting it consume me.
I felt somebody grab me from behind, and I immediately noticed it was Damon.
"I love when I dance with you!" I gleefully bounced as he turned me around to face him.
"Well then you're gonna love dancing right now…" Damon grinned and I laughed.
"Fine, but first take off this stupid hat." I laughed and knocked his hat off, he pulled me in with a laugh.
In that moment I understood what 'everything is heightened' meant – and as I danced to It's Time by Imagine Dragons with Damon guiding me, God I couldn't wait to try it out to the full extent.
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