Sorry it took so long to get this out to you. I've literally re-written this chapter a billion times and I think I got it right this time! Thanks so, so much for your patience and kind words :) Beware, there is a lemon at the end. You guys wanted hot, rough, make up sex so here it is! There is anal play so if that's not your thing, skip it.

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"Cassandra, wait up!" Elena pleaded as she trailed behind a nearly jogging Cassandra as they bustled down the long hallway to meet with Esther.

"Let's just go, Elena." Cassandra growled as she picked up her pace. She was still angry with Elena and Stefan that they decided to snap Damon's neck.

"Look, I told you that I was sorry!" The doppelganger whined as she gripped Cassandra's upper arm, forcing her to stop. "You can tell Damon it was totally my idea! I just wanted tonight to go smoothly and I knew that Damon would have tried to ruin things." She said.

"You and Stefan really have no faith in him, do you?" She shook her head disapprovingly.

"I just want you to know that I'm sorry, okay? I should have spoken to you first." Elena mused and she wrung her hands in her lap. Cassandra looked back at Elena, she didn't want to be angry at someone else tonight but she just wanted to get this night over with. She spotted Finn standing outside a door down the hallway and the two girls made their way to him.

"I thought I told you both to come alone." He said.

"We are alone. You didn't think I'd let her come by herself, did you?" Cassandra raised a challenging eyebrow. Finn stepped forward, towering over the hybrid and Cassandra raised her nose at him. The two were trying to size each other up. "You tell your mother, that it's the both of us together or nothing." She growled. Finn just stared back at her and then the door opened, revealing Esther.

"Ladies, thank you very much for coming." She said with a sweet smile and Cassandra pushed past Finn and into the room with Elena trailing behind her. Esther was holding a burning herb in her hands and the girls looked questioningly at her. "It's only sage. I've spelled it so we can speak freely without fear of being overheard." She explained before dismissing Finn. Esther motioned for the girls to sit and they did, smoothing out their dresses from under them. "You both must have a million questions for me."

"How are you alive? Klaus killed you." Cassandra cut right to the point.

"When I died, the witch Ayanna preserved my body with a spell. She was a close friend of mine, an ancestor to your friend Bonnie." She said.

"So, that's why Bonnie and her mother could open up the casket." Elena spoke up.

"They complete the Bennett bloodline. I drew power from them and their ancestors who were with me on the other side."

"You've been on the other side for a thousand years?" Cassandra mused.

"Nature's way of punishing me for turning my children into vampires. But there is a way for me to undo the evil I created." Esther said.

"You'll help us kill Klaus." The hybrid stated.

"One thing at a time, Cassandra. For now, I simply need help from the both of you." Esther rose from her seat on the couch and walked to a small table where she started to busy herself with some herbs and candles.

"Alright, but Klaus can't be killed. He's immortal." She said crossing her arms across her chest.

"It will take time, magic and your assistance." Esther lit some candles and blew out the match.

"What do you need from us?" Cassandra asked.

"My children believe I'm holding this ball to celebrate our reunion. But in truth, I've gathered them to perform a ritual. The first step requires blood from the doppelganger." She explained and Elena visibly tensed. "Only a drop. Its essence will be in the champagne toast later on this evening. Will you do it or shall I?" The Original witch asked, holding out a small knife to Elena. She eyed the sharp blade and slipped her hand from her long black glove. Esther pricked her finger and she hissed lightly as her blood dribbled into a glass with some clear liquid in it. "Elijah is more suspicious than the others, so he may need more persuasion."

"And what about me? Am I just here to stand around and look pretty?" Cassandra asked snidely. She was beyond impatient now. All she wanted was her engagement ring and to go home.

"I need your blood as well." She said.

"What for?"

"You were the first hybrid created and it will help with Klaus's undoing." Esther explained while wiping the knife on a cloth. "And you can certainly help with persuading Elijah to drink at the toast. All of them must drink in order to be linked as one."

"What do you mean 'linked as one'?" The hybrid asked.

"You said yourself Klaus can't be killed. But tonight's spell links all of my children together, so that if one goes, they all go." She said.

"What?" Cassandra's voice was barely a whisper.

"I love my family, Cassandra, but they are an abomination. I betrayed nature when I created them. It's my duty to kill them."

"You want me to give you my blood for a ritual that will kill your own children?" Esther nodded as if Cassandra was talking about a bunch of strangers as opposed to her own family.

"I just need a drop, that's all." The witch said simply.

"No..." She shook her head. "I'm sorry Esther, but I can't let you do this." Cassandra thought about Elijah, he didn't deserve to die. What children should have to die at the hands of their parents for that matter? Esther didn't seem surprised that Cassandra was being so resistant.

The witch turned to Elena, "You are free to leave." She said but the doppelganger didn't move from her spot.

"It's alright, Elena." Cassandra assured her. "I'll be fine." The look of trepidation slowly faded from Elena's face and she nodded curtly before leaving the small room.

"Come with me, dear." Esther instructed and led Cassandra across the room to a balcony that looked over the entire ballroom. Everything looked even more extravagant from up above. The pair watched the guests mingle with their champagne flutes. Cassandra's eyes saw Elijah and Vanessa chatting together and the hybrid smiled. The two of them looked like they were having a fun time. Elijah whispered something in Vanessa's ear and the young vampire giggled, placing a hand over her mouth to try and stifle her laughter, but Elijah laughed with her as well. Cassandra looked over the room and her eyes landed on Damon. His eyes scanned the ballroom, probably looking for Cassandra. He massaged the side of his neck, trying to work the kink out of it when Stefan snapped it.

"I know you love that boy." Esther said, her eyes locked onto the young vampire. "And he loves you, more than you know." She added and Cassandra caught a glimpse of Finn standing behind Damon. His dark eyes watched Damon's every move. "I would hate to have this engagement end so quickly." Esther mused and Cassandra's heart dropped low in her chest. Finn's eyes met his mother's and Cassandra was able to see that the two were clearly communicating through their gazes.

Cassandra looked between mother and son, "What are you doing?"

"I need blood from you, Cassandra, and I will get it in whatever way I can." Esther replied and Cassandra watched Finn move closer to Damon with a haunting look in his eyes.

"No…I can't…" The hybrid looked between Finn, Esther and Damon and she felt her heart breaking in her chest. It wasn't fair that Elijah had to die and right now, Esther was threatening her with killing Damon. Esther was certainly the most wicked witch of all. The Original witch lifted her hand, waiting at the ready.

"The choice is yours." Esther added and Cassandra's fists clenched at her sides, her nails biting into the palm of her hand. The witch moved to lower her hand and that's when Cassandra finally broke.

"Stop!" She blurted out and Esther stopped her communication with Finn. He held himself still, waiting for his mother's orders. "Take it! Just take it, give me my ring back and leave me alone!" Cassandra growled and Esther nodded to Finn and he backed off.

"Thank you, my dear." Esther said sweetly as the two walked back into the room where they continued the ritual. Cassandra yanked off her glove, offered her wrist and quickly sliced the skin with the dagger, watching it fall into a separate cup. "And as I promised." She said and held out Cassandra's ring. The hybrid yanked it from her hand, slipping it onto her finger before storming out of the room. She happened to see Finn walking down the hall and her fist made contact with his nose. The Original stumbled, holding his nose and he cracked it back into place.

"Don't threaten my fiancé again or else!" She snarled and left Finn to nurse his broken nose.


"How was my mother?" Elijah's voice broke Cassandra from her trance as she was just wandering aimlessly around the ballroom. Vanessa was walking arm in arm with Elijah and Cassandra smiled at the two. She had to put on an impressive performance if she was able to fool Elijah.

"Intense." She answered and Elijah nodded with a little chuckle.

"And for what reason did she need to speak to you in private?" He asked as he collected three glasses of champagne and handed two to Vanessa and Cassandra, leaving one for himself. Cassandra's eyes happened to travel up the staircase to see Esther standing near the railing with a glass of champagne in hand as she eyed the crowd. The two locked glances and Cassandra glared angrily and Esther raised a challenging eyebrow as if to try and challenge her. The hybrid scowled; luckily Elijah and Vanessa were chatting away and didn't hear her. Cassandra opened her mouth to spill the truth to Elijah, but nothing came out. Her eyes widened as she tried again but she was met with the gasping of her vocal chords trying to make noise. She placed a hand on her throat and looked back up at Esther who was smirking at her. "Cassandra?" She turned back to face him and he was looking at her for answer. "Should I be concerned about my mother's intentions?" He asked and Cassandra cleared her throat, taking a sip of champagne. She smiled, hoping that her voice would come out now.

"She just wanted to apologize for everything that's gone on." Cassandra replied and sighed in relief that her voice was back. So, it seemed like Esther had some tricks up her sleeve. Taking away her voice? That was low.

"So, it's true then? She's forgiven Klaus?" He questioned and Cassandra wanted to look away from his oak eyes and tell him the truth but she couldn't. Esther had already put a stop to that. She was deeply conflicted and she felt like she was betraying the one person she trusted for all those years.

"It's true." She confirmed with a small smile and her heart wrenched in her chest. The sound of crystal ringing throughout the ballroom drew everyone's attention to Esther, who was getting ready to speak.

"Good evening, ladies and gentlemen." Esther addressed the crowd. "Waiters are coming around with champagne. I invite you all to join me in raising a glass. It provides me with no greater joy than to see my family back together as one. I'd like to thank you all for being part of this spectacular evening. Cheers!"

"Cheers!" The crowd replied and Cassandra's eyes found each Original as they drank from their champagne flutes. First Klaus, then Rebekah then Kol and Finn. She turned back to Elijah and he lifted his glass to toast with hers. His smile was nearly breaking her heart, but pushing her emotions aside, Cassandra clinked her glass with his and the two of them drank their champagne. As Elijah was drinking, Cassandra wanted to snatch the flute from his hand and smash it to the ground into a million pieces but she kept her composure as she let the liquid slide down her throat, the alcohol leaving her with a bad taste in her mouth.


"I thought I'd find you here." Klaus's voice tore Cassandra from her careful analysis of the paintings up on the walls. She didn't know how long she had been standing there, it was like something led her here and she willingly followed. In all honesty, she wasn't feeling too well after the champagne toast. She dismissed it as the stress of the evening, but at the same time she felt like she wasn't in her own body. It was hard to explain so she didn't try to interpret what she was feeling. She had been steering clear of Damon, or anybody for that matter, she just didn't want to be around people.

"I wanted to get away from all of the noise." She replied. "You did these?" Cassandra asked. Her eyes were still glued on the magnificent paintings that hung on the wall.

"All of them." He said proudly and joined her side. "I see you've found one of my passions."

"They're beautiful." She whispered softly, fighting the urge to run her fingers over the brush strokes. "I knew you painted, but I didn't know you loved it so much." She would sometimes just sit with him in his study and watch him paint. She loved watching how calm and skillful he was with a paintbrush. He even tried to teach her a couple of times, but one thing always led to another and the paint covered their bodies as opposed to the canvas. Cassandra felt her face heat up at the memory. Klaus was always such a passionate lover and he would make her forget the burdens of being a new vampire. "Have you ever showcased your work?" She asked, desperately trying to get her mind off the memories swirling in her head.

"Actually one of my landscapes is hanging at the Hermitage, not that anyone would notice." He answered with a little smirk. Cassandra nodded blankly and Klaus took a notice to it. "Are you alright?" He asked worriedly.

"I'm not sure." She hushed. She really didn't know what was wrong with her. Perhaps it was her conversation with Esther, or the fact that she lied to Elijah's face, or that she was helping put five Originals to their death. "Look, before, when I overreacted...I'm sorry. I assumed and I made an ass out of myself." She admitted. This conversation needed some change in direction.

"I accept." He said and watched her as she picked up many of the sketches on the table. Klaus noticed that she lingered on the drawings of horses.

"This one looks like the horse I had back in 1864."

"What was her name?" Klaus asked.

"Lady. She was a beautiful horse and very sweet."

"You know, horses are the opposite of people. They're loyal." He chuckled. "My father hunted me for a thousand years and the closest he ever came was the day he killed my favorite horse. He severed his neck with a sword." He finished gravely and Cassandra shuddered that a father could be so cruel to his son.

"I'm sorry." She said.

"What for?" He asked.

"That your father was so cruel. No one deserves that kind of treatment. Even you." Cassandra lifted her eyes to his to see that they were hard and filled with pain. "I'm sorry that your father didn't love you like he should have."

Klaus shrugged, "He's dead and gone now."

"But, I'm sure it still hurts." She said.

"Of course. Isn't a son supposed to look up to their father?" It was a rhetorical question but Cassandra felt herself nod. "Well, with all of this apologizing going on…I'm sorry." He muttered and Cassandra raised a questioning eyebrow at him. "For taking your parents away from you." Cassandra's heart broke to pieces not only thinking of her parents, but the fact that the man responsible for their deaths was apologizing to her. "I was selfish; I wanted you all to myself no matter what it took." Tears dripped down her soft cheeks and onto the drawing in her hands, the water smudging the sketch. She placed the drawing back on the table in an effort to save it from any more of her tears. "They loved you so much, Cassandra."

"I know…" She whimpered sadly, the tears were flowing freely now. Cassandra lifted her hand to dry her cheeks but Klaus pulled a handkerchief from inside his suit jacket. She looked at it and Klaus offered it to her again. She took it with a sweet smile and dabbed her tears daintily. "I don't know why you bother being so nice to me." Cassandra sniffled.

"I fancy you. Is that so hard to believe?" Klaus replied.

"I've been nothing but a complete bitch to you!" She fought. "So, yes, it is so hard to believe."

"Why? You're beautiful, you're strong, you're full of light." He said and her cheeks flushed. "I enjoy you." Cassandra smiled gratefully and she felt comforted by his words. She hadn't heard Damon tell her such sweet things for a couple of days so she soaked up Klaus's tender words. They somehow sparked something deep inside her that was at first unusual, but then the feeling numbed her.

"Underneath it all, you're very compassionate." She smiled. "No one else sees it, but I do." They were standing before each other now and Cassandra placed his handkerchief back in his hand, silently thanking him. Her eyes stared up into his before trailing down his hard features and resting on his lips. She cupped his cheek and her gloved thumb rubbed against the stubble on his jaw. Why was she doing this? What possessed her to act so tenderly to him? It was as if her body had a mind of its own and someone else was making her do these strange things. Klaus held her hand in his before moving it from his face and gripping the tip of her middle finger. He slowly pulled the long white glove from her hand, his eyes locked with hers the entire time. The material skimmed over her skin, making little goose bumps form over her arm. Cassandra's body was nearly set aflame as the glove fluttered to the floor and their skin was finally able to touch. She felt this new kind of hunger for him that she had to quench. Her inner wolf felt attracted to him in ways she never felt before. Cassandra placed her now naked hand at the back of his neck, her fingers threading through the hair there. She craned her head up and slowly pulled his lips down to hers, but Klaus stopped at the last second.

"Cassandra, what are you…?" He whispered.

"Don't fight it." She hushed in a trancelike voice, it sounded like she was being compelled.

"I don't…" Klaus trailed off. This wasn't like her. Something was definitely wrong.

"I know you want me to. I know you dream about my lips on yours, so why not just let it happen?" Cassandra smirked and moved to kiss him again, but Klaus gripped her wrists.

"Stop! You don't know what you're doing." He growled.

"But I do! You're father didn't love you, so you assume that no one else will either." She said and Klaus found himself staring back into her big brown eyes. Cassandra placed her hands on his chest even though her wrists were still restrained by his crushing grip. "Kiss me, Klaus." Her husky whisper sent a shiver down Klaus's spine and he soon felt himself leaning down to her lips. He now felt some kind of pull towards this different side of her. Normally she'd slap him if he made these kinds of advances towards her, but now he was completely enchanted by it. His lips leaned closer to hers; his breath tickling her face. This was the opportune moment where she was vulnerable and he could easily throw caution to the wind. He could take her right here if he wanted, she was already so willing that he figured she'd let him. She locked eyes with him but her gaze fell to his lips. Klaus's lips were mere inches away from hers and quickly closing in, but he pulled back. Cassandra suddenly gripped both sides of his face and pulled his lips to hers in a crushing kiss and Klaus immediately tensed. Her body and mind were screaming at her to stop before this got bad but she was enjoying this hazy new plane she was on. She moved her lips against his and Klaus felt the tension within him melt away as she kissed him. Their lips kept up a slow and gentle pace. She pulled back slightly to see Klaus still staring down at her, but his eyes were now glazed over. The rims of their eyes had golden rings around them, almost like what happened when they turned into wolves. Cassandra smirked evilly and brought her lips back to his again.

This time, Klaus didn't hesitate. His hands gripped her waist, pulling her against him and Cassandra sighed feeling his body mesh perfectly with hers. She threw her arms around his neck as her tongue swiped across his bottom lip, pleading for entrance, which Klaus gave to her. Tongues danced wildly and Klaus moaned, feeling her suckle his bottom lip. Klaus blurred them to push Cassandra's backside into the table that held his drawings and the female grunted at the rough contact but it only turned her on more. He was hungry to have his wicked way with the female hybrid in his arms. Their inner wolves were fighting to be released as their lips increased their frenzied pace. Klaus detached his lips from hers, but only to place openmouthed kisses and bites on her neck. Cassandra whined, missing his lips on hers, but she moaned loudly and yanked at his hair when he bit her playfully with his fangs.


Esther watched over the cauldron as the images played out in the water before her. Klaus kissed Cassandra back hungrily and she smirked, seeing that her spell was playing out so nicely. The witch chanted over the water and the candles around the cauldron burned brighter as Klaus shoved Cassandra against the table. The two hybrids were now in heat since Esther was able to call on the power of the moon for her spell. Since they were both half werewolf, they would be affected by the pull of the full moon. Their inner wolves would become provoked easier and they were clearly begging to be set free. Esther has put Cassandra's blood in both hybrids glasses during the champagne toast.

"She's a fire, that one." Finn muttered as he closed the door behind him.

"That she is." Esther agreed as she took out a piece of parchment paper. "I can see why Niklaus takes such a liking to her."

"Are we alright to speak freely?" He asked warily.

"Yes, the sage still burns." She replied and started to etch Cassandra's and Klaus's name in a fancy script on the paper. "What are you going to do about her?" Finn raised an eyebrow as he saw Esther write the names next to each other.

"Not to worry. I have my own plans for her." Esther said darkly as she stared at the female hybrids name. "I have no doubt that Elena will keep our little secret, but Cassandra…she's the one I'm worried about."

"Why is she so attached to Elijah?" He asked.

"Elijah's blood turned her so naturally she feels some sort of attachment to him." She answered.

"Do you think she'll try to tell Elijah of our plan?"

"I wouldn't put the idea past her. So, I'd rather be safe than sorry. She already tried to tell Elijah and I had to steal her voice for a couple of moments." Esther said. She gripped the cup of Cassandra's blood and some other herbs, putting them off to the side on the table. Esther lit a match and burned some herbs over the glass, murmuring some incantations before letting the ashes of the herbs drop into the glass. The top of the liquid caught fire as well, the flames burning vibrantly as Esther continued to chant. Finn watched his mother intently as she waved her hands over the little fire. Suddenly, the flames were extinguished and Esther dipped a finger in the red liquid. She mumbled some other words and dribbled one drop of blood over Klaus's name and then repeated the same process with putting her finger in the glass and letting the liquid stain Cassandra's name. Esther closed her eyes, chanting once again and Finn watched the drops of blood make circles around each name before meeting in the center. The red substance then seeped through the paper and disappeared like it was never there. Esther smiled, her job was done.

"What happens now?" Finn asked and Esther took the glass of Cassandra's blood and poured it into two champagne flutes.

"Make sure Klaus gets one and so does Cassandra." She instructed him and held out the glasses. "Since they are both part wolf and they are the strongest of the hybrid pack, this spell will attract their wolf sides to one another." Finn smirked evilly, eyeing the glasses and he could see nothing that could give away the fact that they were spelled.

Esther was able to make out one other presence in the room and smirked when she saw a wide-eyed Damon peeking through the door. She had sent Finn downstairs to more or less hint that Cassandra was somewhere in the manor. The witch felt his anger and downright confusion as he watched his fiancé moan heatedly in the arms of another man. This was exactly what she wanted to happen. Esther knew that Cassandra would become a problem from the moment she laid eyes on her. She had a vision that Cassandra and Damon would get in the way of her plans to dispose her children if they worked together so she did the most sensible thing. The witch had to break them apart if her plan was to go off without a hitch. She watched Damon leave through the watery pool and her eyes snapped to Klaus's and Cassandra's burning names on the bottom of the parchment. The spell would only last as long as the flames burned. She already bound her children together with the help of Elena's blood. The flames were starting to die down and she smirked sinisterly as she turned her attention back to the water.


Cassandra wound her hands into Klaus's hair, yanking his lips back on hers and it was time for her to play with him. Her fangs pierced his bottom lip and sucked roughly, like so many times before, but this time she moaned in pleasure as his perfectly aged blood sang on her tongue. Her hands quickly worked at the buttons of his dress shirt, eager to feel his hard chest beneath the fabric. She scratched her nails down his skin and Klaus hissed against her lips. He was able to smell her growing arousal as the situation escalated. Cassandra took the opportunity to grip his bottom lip between her teeth and pull it through, giving Klaus a feral growl. The hybrid's nails were shifting between that of a wolf and his own as he fisted her gown in his hands. The fabrics on their skins tore during their frenzied battle. Cassandra suddenly jolted back, as if she had finally woken up from the trance she was under. She was panting, like Klaus, and she raised a hand to her swollen lips and she stared back at Klaus with wide eyes. The two were in disarray, wild hair, torn clothes and little healing bites adorned their skin.

"What…?" Cassandra mumbled and Klaus threw his hands up surrender.

"Remember, love, you kissed me." He said.

"Oh my god…I…I have to go." She whimpered and hurriedly ran to the door, but Klaus stopped her.

"What just happened here?" He asked and Cassandra just shook her head.

"I don't know." She wretched her arm from his grip and bolted out of the room, leaving Klaus alone. He lifted a hand to his lips, which were still tingling from Cassandra's rough kisses and he longingly looked after her. She kissed him. She kissed him.


Cassandra let a couple of tears streak down her cheeks as she trudged back to the main ballroom. She just couldn't wrap her head around what just happened. What the hell was wrong with her? Why? Why would she kiss Klaus? She initiated everything; every single thing that happened was because she started it! She kissed him and he kissed her back. She didn't do anything to stop it! What if someone saw? What if Damon saw? Their whole engagement would be over! Even if he didn't see it, she had to tell him. She couldn't keep it from him, it wouldn't be fair.

"Cassandra?" Damon called and she hesitantly turned around to face him. "Snapping my neck, really?" He asked.

"That had nothing to do with me! That was all Elena's plan." She said.

"Yeah, like how kissing Klaus had nothing to do with you either." He replied snidely and Cassandra's shoulders dropped. He saw everything. His eyes said it all. Cassandra ran a hand over her face and just sighed.

"Damon, I have no idea what happened back there." She stammered.

"Neither do I, but you can try and explain it on the ride home." He gripped her upper arm roughly, but she shook him off.

"Don't do this now, not here." She pleaded with him.

"I thought you said you'd never kiss him back!" Damon growled.

"I would never! What happened tonight was…I don't know! I just don't know what happened!"

"Let me ask you something, does the ring on your finger mean absolutely nothing to you?" He hissed.

"You're blaming me for something I can't explain?" Cassandra snarled.

"You kissed him, Cassandra! There's nothing to explain! You kissed him!" Damon yelled and Cassandra stepped back from him. "And on top of it, you snuck around to speak with Esther."

"Oh, so now you're mad at me because I was trying to protect you!" She argued.

"No, I'm mad at you because I love you!" His eyes flashed with anger.

"Well maybe that's the problem!" Cassandra snapped and immediately closed her mouth as soon as the reply flew out of her mouth. "No…I…Damon, I didn't–"

"No, I got it, Cassandra. I care too damn much." Damon said sadly. "I'm a liability."

"Damon, I love you, more than anything, but these secrets and going behind each other's backs has to stop." She pleaded.

"Hey, have you guys seen Matt?" Caroline suddenly stepped into the conversation and the couple just eyed her before shaking their heads. The blonde vampire looked between the feuding couple and decided that she should just leave. Damon looked back at Cassandra and he wasn't sure if he could ever look at her again. His heart was broken.

"Please, Damon, I am so sorry." She cried softly, but he just left her standing in the middle of the ballroom. Cassandra sniffled, turning on her heel and making her way outside but she saw a flash of movement on the upper balconies of the manor. She looked around her to see if she was alone before walking up the lavish staircase. She slowly walked the hallways until she saw a shadow outside. Cassandra pushed open the balcony doors and frowned to see that no one was there. She enjoyed the night air for a couple of moments before turning to leave, but she was quickly met with a smirking Kol.

"We meet again." He remarked.

"Just leave me alone." Cassandra hissed.

"I couldn't help but overhearing you and Damon arguing before." Cassandra glared at him and he just chuckled. "Don't pout, love. He's a fool if he lets a beauty like you go, even if he did find you kissing my brother." He snickered and Cassandra suddenly reared her hand back. Her fist connected with his nose and Kol staggered back. A thin trail of blood dribbled from his nose and he wiped it with the back of his hand. Cassandra rubbed her knuckles as she felt the bruises healing. She side stepped him but Kol yanked her hair in his hands roughly and threw her against a column. "You're not getting away that easily."

"Oh, yeah? Watch me!" Cassandra gritted before kicking him in the stomach. Kol retaliated and punched her hard and she fell to the ground. She tried to get up but Kol was much faster, he kicked her ribs and Cassandra cried out as heard her bones cracking. Kol gripped her hair again, hoisting her up and he made a move to strike back but someone gripped his hand from behind. Cassandra looked over his shoulder to see that it was Damon who had come to her rescue.

"Hasn't your mother ever taught you that it's not right to hit a lady?" The blue eyed vampire smirked and tossed Kol off Cassandra. The two men snarled wildly, like two beasts before Damon tackled Kol off the balcony. Cassandra ran to the edge and peered down to see the two vampires fighting and she bolted down the steps and outside just in time to watch Damon snap Kol's neck.

"Damon!" Stefan ran outside and his brother looked back at him with a wild look in his eye. "Are you crazy?" Damon looked to see that some of the other Originals had gathered outside and were observing the scene before them.

"Maybe a little." He shrugged and happened to see Cassandra standing beside Stefan. Damon's eyes met her troubled ones. "Far be it for me to cause a problem." He smirked, the comment was clearly meant for her and he turned on his heel, stalking off into the night.


Cassandra slammed the front door of the boarding house behind her and she stomped into the living room to see Damon lounging on the couch. He was nursing a glass of bourbon in one hand while the other held a rose from the organza of roses he sent her. He looked disheveled, his hair was mussed and his bow tie was undone along with the top button of his white tuxedo shirt.

"Going after Kol?" She hissed and Damon visibly flinched.

"Easy! Keep the noise level down please!" He slurred, gulping down his drink.

"What is wrong with you?"

"He attacked you! What else was I supposed to do?" He defended.

"Not snap his neck! Do we really need any more Originals against us?" Cassandra growled.

"You're lucky I didn't snap Klaus's neck after tonight." Damon grumbled, filling up his glass once more and knocking it back.

"Why did you do it? Why would you help me if you were so mad at me?" She asked.

"So, I should just let an Original asswipe beat the shit out of you?" He deadpanned.

"You know what I mean. I have completely ruined this entire relationship between us because of something I can't explain." She admitted tearfully. It hurt her even more to actually hear those words come out of her mouth. "You should hate me! I don't deserve you and yet I'm still here."

"Well, let's not throw ourselves a pity party." Damon rolled his eyes. "If anything, I think I should be the one to drown my sorrows." He grumbled and the two remained in silence for a while. The crackling of the fireplace was the only thing that split up the empty space between them until Damon finally spoke up again, "I want you to compel me." He said and Cassandra's heart dropped into her stomach. She looked back at him and knew that he was dead serious.

"No!" Cassandra hissed. "I won't do it."

"So, you'll let me live in pain?" Damon prodded. "That's very selfish of you."

"Why? So you can live carefree and I'd still live with the pain?" She snarled. "You're the one being selfish here, Damon!"

"I beg to differ because I'm not the one who was fooling around with some Original hybrid freak!" Cassandra suddenly snapped. Her anger went through the roof as she gripped a vase of roses and hurled it past Damon's head and into the wall.

"I am not dealing with this bullshit from you, Damon!" She screamed and the vampire in question sat there wide-eyed that he'd seen her get so angry. "I fucked up, alright? Is that what you wanted to hear? Well, here it is, I. Fucked. Up!" She picked up another vase and smashed it into the fireplace.

"Knock it off, Cass!" Damon growled.

"No! No, no, and no!" Cassandra reached for a third vase, but Damon quickly gripped her wrist, halting her tantrum. She smirked up at him and let her hold on the vase loosen. The glass shattered and the roses fluttered to the floor. Damon's anger rose at her attempt to rile him up. It worked. He slammed her to the wall, holding both her wrists above her head.

"I said, knock it off!" Damon snarled. "Is this what you want? Do you like making me angry?"

"According to you, that's all I'm good for." She hissed angrily.

"You're playing with fire, Cass." He warned but she just snickered.

"Hmm, angry Damon, I haven't seen him in a while." Cassandra purred. "Do you remember the last time you got angry at me, Damon?" She asked and his grip tightened. "I walked right out the front door."

"What exactly are you insinuating?" He prodded.

"That I could leave and you would do nothing to stop me." She replied simply and quickly launched him to the opposite wall with a satisfying bang. Cassandra smirked at him, smoothing out the creases in her dress as Damon got himself back up. Cassandra turned on her heel to walk away from him and Damon shot across the room and gripped the strings lacing up the back of her corset gown. He'd be damned if he was going to watch her walk away from him. He pulled roughly and Cassandra jerked back. She scowled at him over her shoulder and Damon just smirked widely at her. "Let go of me!" The blue eyed vampire snickered and yanked even harder, sending Cassandra backwards and he was able to pin her to the wall again.

"I'm never letting go of you!" He spoke. "You're my fiancé, Cassandra, and I'll touch you whenever I want because you're mine." He growled, crushing his lips on hers again. Cassandra thrashed under him and his grip on her tightened. It was rough and bruising and possessive, their teeth were gnashing against each others. Cassandra took both ends of Damon's bowtie in her hand and whipped them around so Damon's back was against the wall. She smirked and yanked him down to meet her lips. Their tongues battled with one another, neither one wanting to be submissive. Cassandra's hands fisted his white shirt and ripped it to shreds off his body. Damon moaned into her mouth as his fingers winded themselves into the corset strings of her dress. In a flash, he turned her in his grip and shot them to the edge of the doorframe. Cassandra braced her hands against the wood and her nails dug into the frame as Damon placed little bruising bites along her neck and shoulders. She shivered and felt Damon take a hold of the back of her dress.

"No, don't you dare!" She warned, but her plea fell on deaf ears as Damon tore the gown off her body. The noise of the fabric tearing put a huge smirk on Damon's lips, but he growled in her ear seeing that her body was still confined in a tight corset with matching panties. "You fucker…" Cassandra muttered and Damon chuckled against her ear.

"I'll get you another one." He said.

"That's not the point, you ass!" Cassandra panted and Damon roughly bit her neck with his blunt teeth, making her moan out. Damon's hand cupped her neck, his fingers splaying out over the skin. His lips sucked ruthlessly on her shoulder and his fangs took a couple nips. He slipped his index finger in her mouth.

"Suck." He commanded roughly and Cassandra's lips closed around the digit, her tongue swirling around it greedily. She suckled his finger and her teeth bit down firmly. Damon hissed in her ear as he was turned on more and more by her ministrations.

"Mmm," She hummed and Damon added another finger. His other hand danced down to her panties where he could feel that she was already soaked for him.

"You naughty girl." He tisked. "You like it when I get riled up, don't you?" Cassandra nodded as her teeth and tongue still moved around his fingers. "You just love driving me crazy. You live for it." He growled and he removed his fingers from her mouth before teasing her breasts with the wet digits.

"What can I say? You're hot when you're mad." She breathed and Damon ground his confined cock into her ass. "You're controlling," She said and promptly felt him thrust against her. "And possessive." Another thrust. "And dominant." Cassandra then blurred the two of them upstairs and threw him on the bed. She pinned Damon down to the bed and she straddled his hips. His hands cupped her hips but Cassandra swiftly gripped his wrists, slamming them back down to the mattress above his head. Her lips crashed down upon his and Damon arched his neck to keep their lips attached. His tongue snaked over her teeth and he nipped at her bottom lip with his fangs. He heard a clicking noise and the feel of cold metal around his wrists. Cassandra pulled back, smirking widely and Damon shook his wrists, the metal of the handcuffs clinking against the headboard. She raised a challenging eyebrow as she sat up on his waist. She looked positively sinful in that tight corset.

"Let me go, Cass!" He growled.

"Oh, so you want more?" She smirked as she ghosted her index finger down his chest. "I don't know if I wanna let you go. You look so delicious all tied up." She mused playfully. Damon glared at her and wrenched his hands, but the handcuffs held him tightly. He specifically got a special pair that were made for vampires because what fun was having a pair that could snap at the flick of the wrist?

"You're playing with fire, little girl." He hissed.

"I'm so scared." Cassandra pouted as she traced her nails over his toned chest. She watched the muscles shift and jump underneath the skin at her light touches.

"I'll make it worth your while." He offered.

"Hmm, are you negotiating with me?" A playful smirk tugged at her lips.

"Maybe..." Damon trailed off.

"I don't think so, Damon." She tisked and kissed down his muscled body till she reached the button of his pants. Cassandra flicked the button open and gripped the zipper between her teeth and yanked it down. She fisted her hands in the fabric of his slacks and tore them off him. Cassandra smirked down at his cock against his boxer briefs before blowing a puff of air over it. "What have we got here?" She teased and Damon thrust his hips up to grind against her core. "Down boy." Her hands pushed his hips down to the mattress and Damon groaned in frustration.

"Cass!" He gritted and Cassandra just smirked, leaning down to his hips and letting her tongue play over the skin. Her canines teased over his right hip bone and she sucked hard. Cassandra stole a look up at Damon and smirked, her double set of fangs peeking from behind her lips before burying them in his skin. Damon threw his head back and groaned loudly, his hips thrusting upwards to try and cause some friction on his raging cock. She sucked earnestly at his blood and purred like a little kitten. When she had her fill, she unlatched her teeth from his skin and licked the blood off her lips in a suggestive matter. Damon's eyes glazed over with lust and he wrestled with the handcuffs once more. Cassandra trailed her lips up his body, leaving angry bite marks in their wake. Her hands snuck inside his boxers and peeled the fabric off his body, letting his cock spring up to stand at attention. She took it in her hands, pumping him quickly before slowing down to a torturous pace. Cassandra rubbed him against her wet panties and Damon shuddered, wishing he was free so he could ravage her himself. Her other hand slid her panties to the side, allowing Damon's cock to touch her heat. Once again she teased him, smacking his cock against her clit and little shock waves of pleasure electrified every nerve in her body. Her juices ran down his shaft and she finally dipped his swelling cock inside her. Damon let out a loud moan, thankful that she had given him what he needed. She moved up and down his shaft at an agonizingly slow pace and she kept her eyes locked on his face as she teased him. The blue eyed vampire growled as Cassandra braced her hands on his thighs and opening herself to him. Cassandra changed her pace to light, quick bounces and Damon's toes curled at the sight of her impaling herself on his monstrous cock.

"I'd much rather fuck you." She giggled.

"I can't wait till I break these." Damon growled low in his chest and Cassandra pistoned herself harder on him.

"And what will you do?" Cassandra raised a challenging eyebrow.

"I'll fuck you into the fucking mattress!" He snarled.

"Is that a promise or a challenge?" She smirked.

"Oh, it's a fucking promise!"

"Good, I'll hold you to it." Her head fell back as she started to play with her clit and grind against him. Damon was losing it quickly; his cock was twitching wildly inside her, ready to release. She moved fluidly over his cock and all Damon could do was watch. He hated being tied up and restrained. He wanted to mark her body and make her his but the handcuffs were making it very difficult. For now he had to sit back and enjoy the ride, and enjoying it he was. Her pussy swallowed him whole and he was able to watch his shaft glisten with her juices.

Damon suddenly came with a mighty roar as his cum shot up from his swelling slit. His body was bucking uncontrollably under Cassandra and she moaned as his cocked twitched within the grip of her tight walls. She willed her muscles to squeeze around him, making sure each drop of his cum was deep inside her. It was hot and sticky as some of it spilled over, running down her thighs. Damon panted beneath her and happened to move his arms to rest comfortably against the mattress. He then smirked, knowing that in the midst of his powerful orgasm, he managed to break the handcuffs. Cassandra seemed unaware of this since she leaned back, his cock slipping from her and she contracted her muscles to push some cum and make it dribble over her lips. She swiped some onto her finger, their juices mixing together and she offered it to Damon. His lips opened obediently, his tongue reaching for her finger but she pulled back teasingly. She smirked coyly at him before dipping the soaking digit in her mouth. Her lashes fluttered as her lids closed and she moaned at the taste of the two of them mixed together. Damon watched her suckle her finger and slide it between her pouty lips. The little noises she was making was getting little Damon hard once again, but he wanted to torture her this time. He waited patiently before pouncing like a panther. Cassandra was completely taken by surprise as a shriek emitted from her lips. Damon growled like the animal he was and pinned Cassandra down.

"You broke those handcuffs?" She pouted. "You naughty, naughty boy. Looks like you can't hold me down." She purred seductively and Damon flipped her so her face was pressed against the mattress.

"Oh really?" He breathed in her ear and draped his body over hers. "Try me." The hybrid beneath him could hear his smirk and it sent a shudder down her spine. Damon ripped that damned corset and panty set off her body and yanked a long cord from the shreds of fabric and whale bone. He took her wrists and bound them together above her head before quickly moving them off the bed and hanging Cassandra by the hook on the back of his door.

"Always have to be in control, don't you Salvatore?" She kicked her feet, begging to be let down.

"Well, that's the point." Damon smirked and his eye swept over her naked body. The chord was biting harshly into her wrists and he could spy little cuts forming over the skin. Perhaps if he could get her to wiggle around enough, she'd bleed. Her dark brown eyes held some sort of frustration of not being able to touch him, but the frustration was drowning in a pool of lust. The normally smooth skin of her nipples was now puckered to a hard point, practically calling the vampire to tease them. The scent of her arousal was coating the entire room, Damon was sure that any vampire could smell her within a couple mile radius. Her bare pussy was dripping with want and he caught sight of her trying to rub her thighs together in order to stop the ache there.

"Damon," She whined.

"Nah, ah, ah. You're going to be a good little girl for me, right?" When she didn't answer, he smacked the tops of her thighs before a breathed out a reply.

"Yess..."

"Yes, what?" He prompted and Cassandra picked up on the type of game he wanted to play.

"Yes, master." She hissed and Damon smirked before quickly turning her around on the hook to face the door. The vampires hands caressed down her back and ass, cupping the firm cheeks and squeezing.

"Let's play a little game, Cassie." He started as he ran a finger up and down her spine. "I'm going to ask you questions and you're going to answer them. If I don't like an answer, then you'll be punished and you must call me 'master'. Do you understand?"

"Yes, Da–Master." Cassandra quickly corrected herself but Damon noticed her slipup.

"I'll let that one slide." He growled and bit teasingly at the skin on her neck. "Now, first things first..." He trailed off before the sound of skin smacking skin echoed in the room. Cassandra's face twisted up in pain as the smack to her ass stung. "That's for teasing me." Damon spanked her again, causing Cassandra to bite her lip. "And now it's my turn to tease you." His fingers crept around the front of her body to tease her wet lips and he snickered in her ear. "Hmm, it looks like my girl is enjoying her punishment." Cassandra moaned, nodding her head as Damon's finger strummed her clit rhythmically. "You like it when I spank you, huh?"

"Oh yes, master. I like it a lot." She replied.

"Good girl," Damon cooed, kissing her shoulder softly. Cassandra rocked her hips against his fingers, trying to ignore the sting on her wrists from the binds. Unfortunately, Damon stopped his pleasurable movements by removing his fingers and Cassandra huffed. The vampire eyed her juices on his finger before dancing them over the curve of her ass. He spread her cheeks and located her little puckered hole and trailed a wet finger over it. The hybrid shivered in delight, Damon had never taken her there before. The two knew the basics of anal play and even engaged in it a couple of times, but he had never fucked her in her other hole. Damon's finger tapped over the hole and it unclenched slightly for him to slip the tip of his finger inside. He circled the digit, feeling her walls stretch around him before he started to pump slowly. Cassandra arched her ass higher, trying to get him to give her more but his other hand held onto her hip.

"Master, please…" Cassandra whimpered, hoping that if she played his game he'd give in.

"Tell me what you want." The vampire whispered in her ear.

"Please, give me more…" She pleaded.

"Not specific enough." Damon tisked and removed his finger from her tight hole. Cassandra whined out and struggled against her bonds.

"No! Damon, please don't stop!" She blurted out and suddenly realized that she hadn't followed his rules. He was quick to act, pulling a belt from his dresser and doubling it up.

"You are such a bad girl." He drawled in her ear and spanked her hard with the belt. Cassandra moaned and Damon hit her again, harder this time. "Aren't you?"

"Yes, master! I am a very bad girl!" She agreed.

"First you tease me," He wailed on her again. "And then you don't follow my rules." The cheeks of her ass were turning red as he continued to spank her over and over again.

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry, master!" Cassandra pleaded. She was enjoying him spank her, but she wanted him to fuck her hard. Damon stopped hearing her frantic begging and lightly ghosted his hands over the raw, red skin. His gentle touch soothed her and Cassandra shivered. Damon dropped the belt to the floor and hugged his lover from behind. She could feel how hard and hot he was for her. He trailed little kisses over her shoulder before biting at the shell of her ear.

"Are you ready to tell me what you want?" He cooed and she nodded quickly. "I'm listening."

"I want you to fuck me, master." She whispered huskily.

"Where, beautiful? I want to hear you say it for me." Damon laved her pulse point, holding back on biting the skin with his fangs.

"Please, fuck my ass, master." Cassandra moaned. "I want you to mark me."

"And mark you I will." He promised, placing a kiss where her shoulder and neck met before cutting the cord around her wrists. She immediately slumped, her knees buckling and Damon caught her in his arms. He flashed them to the bed and Cassandra propped herself on her hands and knees in front of him. Damon kissed her ass, his tongue snaking out to circle her hole and Cassandra keened out. "You have the most gorgeous ass. It's absolutely perfect." He murmured and then spit on her hole, lubricating it before pumping his cock a couple of times. The tip rubbed against the puckered skin and he gently dipped inside her. Cassandra gasped, his cock stretching her in a place he never ventured before. He pulled out and pushed back in a couple of times until he was completely buried inside her to the hilt and Cassandra was moaning wantonly. She arched her hips as Damon set a pace for them. The vampire groaned at the tight walls that were squeezing around him as he continued to thrust into her.

"Who's fucking you?" Damon panted as his hips snapped wildly into hers.

"You are." Cassandra whimpered out since Damon's thrusts were practically bruising her hips.

"Say my name." He commanded gruffly and he managed to hear Cassandra moan her response. The vampire pulled back slightly, his hand spanking her ass and she jolted. "Say. My. Name." He demanded, punctuating each word with a hard thrust.

"D-Damon..." She whispered.

"I can't hear you." Damon sang mockingly.

"Damon." She moaned and the blue eyed vampire smirked.

"Scream, Cass. I want to hear you scream for me." He begged in her ear and his hand slipped around to play with her clit.

"Fuck, Damon! You feel so good inside me." She shrieked and she felt her orgasm cresting. "Damon, fuck me harder!" He obliged her and pulled his hips back only to ram back into her.

"You're so fucking tight, you're gonna make me cum." Damon groaned and flicked her clit.

"Cum in my ass, claim it please! Make it yours!" Cassandra begged and it didn't take long for the vampire to let himself come for a second time. His seed spilled along her walls and Cassandra followed soon after him, screaming his name into her pillow. His fangs pierced her shoulder, heightening his lover's orgasm further as he sucked her sweet blood from her veins. "Mmm, Damon." She moaned and the vampire removed his fangs from her sweaty skin. Some blood dribbled from the wound and Damon quickly licked up the closing holes. Damon made sure every drop was deep inside before collapsing on top of her body. Cassandra panted wildly, trying to get some air back into her lungs from screaming while Damon's eyes were drooping closed. She collapsed herself, her body falling to the mattress and Damon rolled to the side of her. The pair was coated in a thin layer of sweat as their heartbeats tried to calm down. No words were exchanged between them, only quick breaths. Sooner or later, the both passed out from utter exhaustion and let their minds wander off into a blissful sleep.


Hope you all enjoyed it! What would you like to see in the next chapter of, 'All My Children'?