I don't own any of the characters that are in the books/tv program of the Vampire Diaries, only the situation they're in.


Chapter 1

Three years of her life she'd spent at university working her arse off to become an all famous director and where has that got her? Fetching coffee and laughing at the 'jokes' of an all famous director. She'd been so determined that she'd completely forgotten to have any fun at Uni. Elena considers if it's been worth it. She decides it hasn't.

Elena Gilbert's life consists of performing mundane tasks for her ass of an employer as he and some producer talk continuously about some new smutty TV program they've created. Typical men. When Elena had first been offered the job, she thought it would be for a hard-hitting documentary, or an emotional drama show. But no such luck. It was essentially a notch less than porn so they could show it on TV and get sexually frustrated teenagers tuning in every week. She knew she should be grateful, and should at least try and learn as much as she can from the experience, but she can't seem to allow herself to enjoy her situation.

Finally the day had come to hire the actors. Yip-di-fucking-do. A woman named Caroline Forbes, who Elena considers to be too fucking sexy for it to be legal to air, has already been cast for the lead female role. Now all she needed was her leading man. Hundreds of average looking men entered and auditioned. However they couldn't get more than three words out before squirming under Caroline's intense gaze, no doubt trying to hide their obvious hard on; she tended to have that effect on men. Especially with her chosen attire. But Elena noticed. She saw their trousers become tight and a bulge appear. She wondered if anyone else noticed, if they did they were ignoring it.

After hours of uneventful and unsuccessful auditions, Elena, along with her boss and the producer, was beginning to lose faith. Almost as if it were timed, in stepped sex personified. Elena's eyes bulged and her breathing hitched as she appraised him: this man was the most exquisite thing she'd ever had the sinful pleasure of viewing. His hair was tousled and silky looking, as if begging to be tugged. His face was excruciatingly beautiful with a knowing lob-sided smirk plastered on his place, like he can hear my dirty and entirely unprofessional thoughts. He was dressed in black from head to toe, his shirt fitted so his rippling muscles were prominent and all her coherent thoughts are screaming at her to jump him. But that wasn't even the best part. As if his face and body were unfair enough, there was still his tight black trousers that hugged him and it was driving Elena insane with disgust for herself as to just how much she wanted his familiar-looking stranger. She suddenly thought of the imminent erection he'd get by doing his audition with Caroline and felt a pang of jealously mixed with anticipation and excitement. His trousers were so tight surely it would be insanely obvious, especially since he already has a pretty prominent bulge already. Oh my God what the hell was wrong with her? She was practically drooling.

'Hi, I'm Damon Salvatore.' That shook her out of her lust filled haze as realisation hit her. Oh dear Lord. Damon Salvatore? How had she not realised? It was so obvious now. This was THE Damon Salvatore, the most famous actor of 2011, known for his scandalous love life and voted '2011's Sexiest Man of the Year'. Duh. She didn't even want to dwell on the sound of his velvet voice and what it was doing to her already frantic breathing. She needed to be professional. Elena plastered a-little-too-wide smile on her face and nodded in acknowledgement. She ignored the conversation he was having with the director as her eyes fell to his bulge again. He hasn't got any bigger but she knew once they started reading the script together, it'd be only a certain amount of time. And she couldn't wait.

She sighed, rather loudly, content with the view and then was jolted back into reality from the light tap on her shoulder from her boss. He was giving her a stern look and by the looks of it, he was slightly embarrassed for her. She looked back up to Damon and saw his smirk had got even bigger as if he was trying to hold back a laugh. Elena blushed massively. Everyone had seen her look. Damon had seen her look.

The rest of the audition was a blur: from the introductions between Damon and Caroline, his obvious gaze that fell to her enormous chest, his smirk throughout the scene, which just so happened to be the most sexually suggestive conversation she'd ever witnessed, to Elena's disappointment mixed with relief as she saw his trousers didn't get any tighter. After the scene there was an applause and was instantly offered the job. He accepted, shook the hands of the director and producer, went to hug Caroline (bitch.) and turned to leave. She expected him to continue to the door but swerved towards Elena. He was several meters away from him, so he took his time and pleasure in watching the different emotions flash across her face: confusion, shock, lust, back to confusion and awkwardness. She settled on embarrassment as he took her hand and placed a kiss on it. Elena flushed scarlet and her hurt fluttered. Then without a single word, he left, but not before turning to wink at the very flustered and very frustrated Elena.

That was the first time she touched Damon Salvatore.


Tell me what you think. It's my first fic, but I promise I'm not a fish out of water, I know where this story is going :)