Drew a picture of Damon today, not great, but MUCH better than I expected. The link to it will be in my profile and in the coment for this chapter.

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A little Lemony.

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Before the decision was made as to whether or not he was going to kill Katherine, there was a knock at the door. Erin went for it relieved to have the stress in the room alleviated. She assumed it was Elena or Bonnie coming back after the night before to check on Jeremy, but it was a man in uniform who clearly worked for the Hotel.

"Good morning Ms. Cortez." He said tipping his head arms crossed. "I am Alonso and I was told there was a disturbance."

Erin looked behind her, hadn't Stefan taken care of it? "Uhmm, I thought we already made arrangements to pay for the damage." She said slowly.

"You did, but the couple below you is quite worried. Is everyone okay?"

They realized he wasn't going to leave without an explanation and just as Erin went to open her mouth to give her lame apology Katherine pulled Stefan by the shirt forward and spoke. "Sorry, that was just me and my Fiancé, I like it rough." She winked and Stefan stood awkwardly and forced a grin when the man looked at him.

"I apologize for my nose being where it doesn't belong, but may I survey the damage?" Erin nodded and stepped out of the way.

He walked in and checked out the whole suite. "I'm afraid I am going to have to ask you two to...get intimate outside of our Hotel, and Ms. Cortez, I'm afraid that the renovations for the walls are going to require your absence. It will only take a day, but if you would like us to set you up in another room for the day we could make that happen."

She opened her mouth to accept when Damon spoke up. "No that won't be necessary, when will the renovations be done?"

"We are not sure, could be late, would you like us to call you?" He looked back at Erin.

"Uhh, sure" She said wondering why Damon had spoken up. Where were they going? "Do I need to get my things?"

"Only from the living room and kitchen areas" She nodded and he walked to the door. "They should be here within the hour. I will keep them downstairs until you leave." And then he took his leave.

She shut the door and huffed, "thanks a lot guys. So where am I going?" She said looking at Damon.

"You," he walked toward her "are coming to my house." He reached a finger out to touch her nose but she held hers up first shoving her head back. "Ah ah ah. Remember?" He frowned and she dipped out of his way smiling. This was going to be fun. "Okay, you two. Take my car and get back to mystic. I'm going to pack up a few things and then I'll be right along with Damon." She walked over to Stefan, "can you take Jeremy? Damon's car isn't exactly Baby friendly and I know he won't let you drive it." He nodded unsure. "I'll make a few bottles and pack his diaper bag with anything he may need. You have my number if you have any questions."

"Well, I guess it's a plan then." He smiled warmly and Erin headed to the room to pack his diaper bag.

Damon watched her take control of the situation and admired her, she was no follower. Burt he couldn't figure out why she was sending the baby with Stefan? Why would she trust him with that? How close were they getting? His fears were only worsened when he caught the fact that Stefan already had her number. He slowly followed her to the room. When he got in she was finished packing the bag and threw it at him, before picking up Jeremy.

"Why do you trust them with him? I mean I realize he isn't your brother but they are Vampires'" he said like it was obviously a bad idea.

"They both have already held him and they can handle it. I can't be expected to take care of him every second can I? Also, he isn't Elena's brother either, he is our cousin."

She walked past him and secured him into the car seat on the couch. She demonstrated how easy it was to secure it into the car for Stefan and sent them on their way once Damon handed the bag to Katherine.

"Get the blood out of the fridge." She demanded once they were gone.

"Excuse me?" He said stubbornly.

"Please Damon? I don't want to keep them waiting."

He was instantly in front of her breathing her in with slitted eyes walking forward as she backed away toward the wall. "But we are all alone now." He said giving his signature smirk.

She ducked out just as he placed his arms on either side of her head. "Doesn't change anything" She said smiling and heading for the bed room to get ready to leave.

He huffed and walked to the fridge not liking not being in control, he grabbed a handful of blood throwing it in a garbage bag. When he was throwing in his last bit his frustration reached his hands busting a bag sending the blood all over him. He cursed and tied up the bag and went to the room to grab one of his spare shirts he had stowed in a drawer.

When he walked in Erin had packed up all of the baby things that were in there and had only a tank top and panties on clearly getting dressed to go out. She was doing her hair in some form of a messy bun.

She saw him out of the corner of her eye covered in blood splatter from the waist up. She wanted to lick it off, but no touching. She cursed herself for making the rule as he slid his shirt up flexing all of his muscles. He planned to torture her, she just knew it. Well hey two could play that game. He strutted behind her and dropped the shirt into the hamper.

This wasn't fair; she opened her powder and purposely spilled it on her shirt. "Damn it." She whispered falsely under her breath. She could feel his eyes upon her back now so she arched it pulling the tank top upward and off revealing her black lace bra. She heard his sharp intake of breath and turned to face him "can you believe this? I spilled half my powder on my shirt." She huffed and walked forward staring at the discolored shirt and dropped it behind him in the hamper with her breasts a mere millimeter from touching his chest.

He groaned knowing what she was up to and refused to move. She stepped back and went back to do her make up. She wasn't completely satisfied with her body, but he seemed to like it so she didn't let her own insecurities get in her way. She applied her make up slowly as he washed the blood off of himself. They watched each other out of the corners of their eyes trying to pretend that their bodies weren't begging to be in contact.

She finished and walked in to the room followed by her Vampire. She pulled on a pair of boot cut Levis and he pulled out yet another black t shirt. "Do you wear any other color?" She said sarcastically. He grinned confirming that he didn't. "Wear this!" She threw Alaric's beige sweatshirt at him.

"I'd rather be staked." He dropped it to the floor a few feet away from him.

"Fine," she said "I'll wear it." She walked over and bent over giving him a front row view of her boobs. She stood up and slid it on. It hung off her shoulder and hung over her boobs concealing every one of her curves. This drove Damon mad, it was one thing not to be able to touch her, but it was another not to see her.

She slipped on her shoes and grabbed the bag and an empty one to clear out the kitchen and the living area. They did that quickly taunting each other every way they could think of and then left, determined not to give in.

Damon didn't enjoy not getting what he wanted but he was even less fond of the idea of losing. He was going to win this standoff.

As they drove to the boarding house all he could think about was how sultry her hair danced in the wind of his convertible. He wanted to reach over and touch it, just for a second but knew he couldn't do it. He gritted his teeth and focused on just getting to the boarding house. Believe it or not, he missed his home.

Erin saw every flick of his eyes, flex of his finger and clench of his jaw, she was driving him insane and it was very empowering to her. He had so much over her, but she finally really had him. She could tell that he clearly was trying NOT to give in, but she knew eventually he would have no more restrain and he would tackle her. This was going to be a day to remember.

When they reached the house Damon sped around to open the door for her and she stepped out slowly taking in the giant mansion again, the last time she had been here she had been carried out of the woods by the man standing next to her. It was then her turn to want to reach out and touch him, she wanted to kiss him and thank him and wrap him in her arms vowing to never let go. That day had brought him to her. She held back of course, she was not going to lose because of gratitude.

They entered the front door to find Stefan and Katherine staring at a screaming Jeremy.

"Thank god you are here!' Katherine yelled speeding out the door relieved to be rid of the child. Erin shook her head and rushed over to Jeremy.

"I'm sorry, I didn't know what to do, I tried everything and I figured you two were…ya know…busy." He said looking at Damon.

She bounced the baby and shushed him, "You heard me in the Hotel, were not touching at all today." Stefan looked at Damon like yea right, but Damon shrugged confirming. He was genuinely shocked. "What have you tried? Has he eaten?" She asked rocking him back and forth.

"Uhh, yea, I fed him one of the bottles right after I changed his diaper. He won't eat any more and his diaper is dry. I don't understand. I tried to be calm like you told me but the last 15 minutes I couldn't help it." He said desperate feeling like a failure.

"Well did you burp him?" She asked curious. His jaw slackened and she had her answer. He felt stupid for not remembering what she had done the night before as she turned him over and beat on his back 4 times and he let one rip, big time. "He just had gas on his stomach and it was hurting him." She kept patting relieving him of a few more small ones.

Damon took the bags to the couch and watched Erin take care of the baby, she was a natural, she was meant to be a mother, but he didn't ever want to let her go. He remembered the blood and took it to the freezer downstairs.

"So you and Damon really aren't touching? Like at all?" he said disbelieving.

She laughed, "Yep. Hard to believe huh?" she laid out a blanket on the floor with one hand and laid him down now that he was calm and in a pretty good mood. She stood back up and patted her legs.

He shook his head smiling, and closed the distance between them. He didn't understand what he was doing when he did it, but he found himself hugging her and he whispered, "Thank you for everything, Erin. You are too good for my Brother."

She was getting tired of hearing this from him, he always said it differently but she was sick of it. She began to push away when the front door opened.

"Stef—okay. I can't keep walking in to this or I am going to have to believe that there is something going on between you two." Elena said walking up to Stefan and hissing him. She was just joking, or was it warning them. Erin wasn't sure, all she knew was that it was getting ridiculous. She realized immediately. She was free, she didn't have to keep her face hidden and she had Katherine's credit card.

"Hey Elena!" she said cheerfully.

She eyed her suspiciously. "What do you want?"

Erin laughed, "Well since you are here now, and I showed you the basics last night, I think you should take care of Jeremy and give me the day off since I had him all night." She bit her lip.

"I guess—"

"Great!" she clapped her hands together and headed for the door. She was going shopping. "Wait, Stefan?" she held out her hands and he threw her keys to her. "Thanks! Have fun!"

She had barely slid into the Driver's seat when Damon was in the passenger's seat. "Where are we going?" He smirked.

I am going shopping." She said happily, putting an emphasis on I.

"Are you kicking me out?" He said feigning hurt.

She ignored him and started the car; this was a great opportunity to torture him even more.

Both Stefan and Elena stared down at the baby pensively; this was going to be a long day. Elena knew better than to disturb a happy baby so she sat down. "So you and Erin have gotten pretty friendly I see." She said jealousy seeping through her words.

Stefan joined her, "Elena, you know I love you, only you. I am just happy to see that Damon has finally found someone who loves him as much as he loves them, even if he doesn't deserve them." He said the last part roughly.

"Why do you do that?" She said thinking about how Damon wasn't that that bad, he couldn't be; otherwise she wouldn't have found herself masturbating the night before wishing Damon was there to help alleviate the tension.

"Do what?" he said confused.

"Nothing." she said, knowing that if she said anything else he would see right through her.

They spent the next few hours holding each other watching TV, and occasionally tending to a fussy baby. Stefan couldn't help but compare Elena to Erin every time he looked at her with the baby, if he were human, he knew without a doubt that he would choose Erin over Elena to be the mother of his child. But he wasn't human. He couldn't have children. And Erin was with Damon.

Erin drove to the mall just out of town and hopped out of the car radiating with excitement. Damon loved this look, she was glowing. She sped to the door and went into almost every store on the first floor. Damon had patiently stuck around enjoying every moment of her childlike happiness. She was like a 6 year old in Wily Wanaka's factory. He played Coat rack, purse holder, stylist, and second opinion.

She would go into the dressing room with a handful of clothes and accessories and he was the one to see them and pick which ones she kept and threw, after the first two stores she realized that he was only keeping the black clothes so she didn't give him an opinion in the next one. He didn't like that very much so in the fourth one he complimented a red number and she started taking his opinion again.

She would dance around in each outfit pretending to be in a music video along with the song playing over the speakers and then pretend she was on a cat walk. She had never had the money before to just go out and shop before.

Damon smiled the first time she busted out dancing to thriller as it played over the speakers and she did the dance perfectly in the mirror. Unfortunately at the time she was in a pair of tight leather leggings with black studded belts and a loose torn white grunge shirt that hung over her boobs exposing her black lace bra through the tears, she had a fedora to top it off. She was insanely sexy at that very moment and he felt himself growing hard with each sway of her hips. No, you are not going to lose because of a silly Michael Jackson song, he thought. He cursed himself. She turned around and went back into the dressing room and had she shut the door any slower he would have given in.

The next store she went into was a perfume store and his arousal died. He was one to appreciate a clever mix of oils on a woman but his overly sensitive nose was burning in this room filled with enough perfume to bathe a small world country. He waited outside with her bags.

Erin was checking out when she noticed Damon was sitting handsomely on a bench across from the door looking to the side as if her were in deep thought. She walked out and saw that he was not in fact deep in thought; he was talking to a young girl who was much more attractive than she was.

She walked over planning to grab him and claim his lips to prove to this bitch that he was taken but when she was about 3 steps from him, she froze. Then she would lose. Fuck.

Damon saw her freeze and he wanted to stand up and kiss her to make sure she knew he would never even think of this girl as an alternate choice to her but then he froze. Then he would lose. Fuck.

The girl just turned around, "Who are you?" she sneered like she was stepping on her territory.

"The owner of those bags." she said pointing to the bench full. She looked at Damon and he smirked at her, standing up and gathering them into his arms and shrugging. She huffed and walked away.

"Rawer." Damon mimicked like a cat scratching at the air. "Thought for a second you two were going to fight over me." That was a pretty hot idea to Damon.

"Uhh, okay. As if I need to. If she can take you, she can have you." She said strutting a few steps ahead of him headed to the last store on her list.

Damon actually stumbled a step, he was awes truck. What she had just said and done was the hottest thing she had done yet. That confidence drove him up the wall and he took a long stride to catch up, wondering where they were going next. Then he saw the Haven, she was going to Victoria's Secret.

She was afraid it would be a failed attempt because Victoria's rarely carried her size. 32DDD. But today was her lucky day, in the window they had a large sign that indicated that for a limited time only sizes went up to 36DDD. This was going to be fun.

She found her rack and pulled out one bra at a time holding it up to herself looking at Damon for an opinion, he liked them all. She was definitely going to stock up on lingerie. She walked into the dressing room and spotted a bra she had to have, it happened to be her size so she grabbed it as he compelled the attendant to let him in and no one else.

With each Bra and Panty set she walked out in he felt himself grow harder in his pants, he knew she could see it, but he wasn't going to touch her. He had to tease her as well if he was to be sure that he didn't give in, first anyway.

She walked out in a pink and white plaid one with boy shorts. He licked his lips, "The things I am going to do to you…" he said staring her up and down. It wasn't much, but he had to work her up. She blushed and did a little spin on her toes and headed in for her next set, a black and yellow striped one. "I want to lick every inch of your skin." She smirked and stepped backwards into the dressing room leaving the door open as she unclasped her bra letting it fall revealing her bare breasts for just a split second before the door shut.

She came out next in a lacy see through white bra and panties that were a little more opaque, she turned around and he saw for the first time a birth mark on her neck, it was a heart the size of his thumb. He stepped forward ready to kiss it when she turned back around. He found his resolve and said, "You, young lady, need to get back in there and stop torturing me with my naughty thoughts." She smiled and went back in as instructed. Her plan was working and she was nowhere near being done.

Next she walked out in a red silk bra that barely covered her and heart shaped panties. She admired herself in the mirror stroking her stomach, "What do you think? Too little?" She said turning back and forth.

"No not at all," He groaned.

She bit her lip and put her back to him, "Do you mind?"

"You amaze me", he said unhooking her bra careful not to touch her.

She felt the air cool around his fingers as he gently unhooked her bra, he was much better than she intended and she didn't know how much longer she could take it either. She stepped back in ready to pull out the big guns. She had the Black Diamond Bra they had just added to their store, the one she had grabbed last minute. It had two black onyx stones hanging from the middle about an inch or two apart. She took a deep breath trying to hold back her moisture begging to break free in the panties.

She walked out and popped a hip out nervously; maybe if she played shy he would lose it.

He started at her jaw slack and eyes wide for at least 30 seconds when he stood up took a step forward and whispered, "Erin Elizabeth Lux, Wow." He drew out the wow taking her in head to toe.

She felt herself let go and knew that he could definitely smell her arousal as she could see his rebelling against his zipper. She didn't know if it was going to be her or him who gave in but she couldn't take it anymore.


Who will win?

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