Tyler was temporarily relieved when Damon pulled him from their position on the wall and dragged him farther into the large house. He wanted to ask the vampire about his previous threat but decided against acknowledging it.

He was shoved into a room and turned quickly to face Damon, ready to defend himself as much as he could. He scanned the room for another weapon.

"You really don't give up." Damon said stepping slowly towards Tyler who moved back to keep the distance between them. It was a useless attempt. Damon grabbed Tyler and threw him onto the bed in the room in one quick motion. He again held Tyler's wrists above his head but this time was facing the teen and straddling his legs. "For you to live you need to do what I say." He began then shifted himself so that he was laying on Tyler instead of sitting on him. "And I will force you too by any means necessary." He warned with another thrust.

Tyler's breathing was increasing in speed. "So you would rather fuck me than kill me." He said, having trouble with the words.

"Very much so, yes." Damon responded easily.

"But if I do what you say then…" Tyler trailed off. "You get to keep your clothes on?" Damon finished his sentence in more of a question. "Not necessarily." Damon answered the question.

"You'll need to understand that I do whatever I want and that I couldn't care less about how you feel about it." He said and watched Tyler's jaw clench in anger. "You seem like a difficult person to control, therefore I don't find you especially trustworthy." He said casually.

"I won't tell" Tyler shot back. "You don't need to do anything to me." He said.

Damon laughed and leaned closer to Tyler's neck, slightly grazing his lips against skin where Tyler's veins were giving away his fast heartbeat. The teen was pulling his head away from Damon instinctively but it only served to expose more flesh to Damon's delight. "I don't believe you." He said in a drawn out singsong voice. He then laughed to himself, now having fun with the situation.