Chapter 2 of Puppeteer
Elena sat on the edge of her bed, staring blankly in front of her. She felt a cool breeze and looked over at her window, watching the curtain flow through the wind. She looked around at her room and noticed she was naked, her clothes were scattered on the floor, "That's weird."
Damon was standing below her window, holding himself back from running inside and undoing his compulsion. "She doesn't deserve to be miserable." He whispered to himself as he watched her get into her pajamas and sit on the edge of her bed. She winced as her backside hit the mattress and quickly stood back up, "What the hell?"
He jumped up into the tree under her window and quickly realized why she was in pain. "How didn't I realize that before?" He thought to himself as she paced around her room panicking. He growled under his breath and jumped onto her windowsill, quickly climbing inside.
"Damon! What-" Damon vamped over to her and gently grabbed both sides of her face, instantly shutting her up. Her heart was pounding in her ears and her body was trembling in fear, "Please, don't hurt me." She whimpered as he soothingly ran his fingers through her hair.
His eyes widened and he shook his head, he hated that she would think that he would hurt her. He took a deep breath, shaking the thoughts from his mind and stared deep into her eyes, "Remember everything I made you forget tonight. Remember why I came here, and what I am. Remember, please." He whispered as a few tears rolled down his cheeks.
Elena blinked a few times as her body stopped shaking and she gripped onto his jacket until her knuckles turned white, "Why did you try to make me forget you? I told you I wouldn't say anything. I, I don't understand. How did you even do that?" She glared at him with fire in her eyes, her chest was heaving as she tried to calm herself down.
He tenderly ran his fingers down the sides of her body and then pulled her into a tight embrace, "I was trying to protect you, I didn't realize I, I didn't know, I didn't mean to, I don't even know what to say. I'm sorry. I know you won't believe me, but I was actually trying to not be selfish."
Elena slowly pulled away and looked up into his eyes, her eyebrows knitted together, "I'm not mad, I mean I am but I, I was mostly scared. I didn't understand why my body was sore or why my clothes were all over the room. I couldn't remember anything, it felt like there was a hole in my brain. I thought someone might have, I, I didn't know."
Damon looked down at the ground and let out a sigh of distress, "I know. I didn't realize you never, I didn't know, you were so passionate and devious, I just assumed. I wouldn't have been so rough with you if I knew, I hope I didn't hurt you." He said softly as he laced his fingers in between hers.
Her skin turned bright red from embarrassment, and she nervously glanced up into his eyes for a split second before staring down at her feet, "You didn't." She mumbled under her breath before pulling away from him and anxiously rubbing the back of her neck.
He kicked himself internally and a low growl rumbled in his chest. She looked up into his eyes and slightly gasped when she noticed how dark they were, "Damon, you didn't hurt me. Really, It's okay." She whispered in a reassuring way, cautiously taking a few steps towards him. He glanced down at her and shook his head as the tiny black veins started to spread down his cheeks. She quickly closed the distance between them and tenderly ran her fingers down the side of his face, brushing over the veins, and pulled him down to kiss her. She placed a soft kiss under both of his eyes and then his lips, sighing happily as she felt his strong arms wrap around her. He cupped her face, tilting her eyes up towards him, and slowly leaned down to rest his forehead against hers, "Elena, this life, I" Elena softly pressed her finger to his lips and gazed into his eyes, "I don't care. I don't know why you insist on being alone. Just because you were for all these years doesn't mean you have to continue to be. Let me show you. I promise, I, I won't run away. I have this overwhelming feeling to, protect you, and I, I"
Damon stopped her thoughts with a passionate kiss, taking her breath away. He grabbed both sides of her face and tangled his fingers into her hair, groaning as she traced his lips with the tip of her tongue. She moaned into his mouth and wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him down to her as he ran his fingers down the sides of her body. He swiftly scooped her up off the ground, vamped them across the room, pinned her against the wall, and started trailing kisses down her neck, "Yes, Damon, b-bite me." She panted as her legs tightened around his waist.
Damon growled and brought his eyes back up to hers, his chest was heaving as he tried to control the animal inside, "No, I don't want it to be that way. I don't want to use you to feed from."
Elena couldn't help but smile at the emotion behind his eyes and the way he cared about her, "I wouldn't think that, I honestly, you made it feel so, amazing. I never felt anything like that before. And the taste of your blood was, I can't even describe it, I, it was like a power surge through my entire body."
Damon closed his eyes as he listened to what she was saying, trying his best to keep the demon at bay, but the way she described his blood made the veins under his eyes resurface. His eyes popped open when he felt her fingers trailing up his bare chest under his shirt, brushing over his nipples. He groaned and looked into her eyes before she leaned into his neck and started kissing up towards his ear, teasingly darting her tongue out to trace the shell of it. She sucked his earlobe into her mouth, very lightly nibbling on it as she ran her fingers down to the waistband of his jeans and popped the button open, "Damon, I want you." She breathed into his ear before sticking her tongue inside it and swirling it around.
"God, Elena. You, you have no idea what you do to me." He panted as he stumbled forward, leaning his hand against the wall behind them.
Elena smiled against his skin and gently bit down into his neck while she slipped her hand into his boxers, "Bite me, Damon. Please." She whispered as she wrapped her fingers around his cock and slowly started pumping him.
An animalistic growl came from deep in his chest as he tightened his hold on her and then he ripped her shirt from her body before sinking his teeth down into her succulent breast.
"Oh God." She purred as she grabbed the back of his head and held him tightly. He moaned as she sped up her hand around his cock and vamped them over to the bed, tumbling down onto it. She arched her body up into him and cried out his name as his fangs dug deeper into her delicate flesh. He bucked into her, feeling his release approaching as her grip tightened around him, "I want you to cum. Let go." She breathed out as she ran her fingers up his chest and pinched one of his nipples. She started moving her hand quicker, running her thumb over the tip, and trailed open mouth kisses down his neck, slightly nibbling on her way down, "Lay on your back." She commanded seductively, as she pulled her hand from his boxers. A desperate moan escaped his lips as he reluctantly let go of her breast and rolled over onto his back. She quickly sat up on her knees and wiggled his jeans off, along with his boxers. He watched as she threw her hair up in a bun and licked her lips before slowly lowering her mouth over his throbbing erection.
"Fuck, Elena, I'm so close already." He groaned as his cock hit the back of her throat and she swallowed. She slowly ran her tongue up the length of his shaft and twirled her tongue around the tip, collecting all the pre cum. His head fell back into the pillows and his nails were digging into the sheets as he neared his release. She glanced up at him through her thick eyelashes and caught his eyes, making her moan around him. His chest was heaving, his eyebrows were knitted together, and his eyes were fighting to stay open, as he watched his cock disappearing in and out of her mouth, "Oh God, Elena, I'm about to cum." He panted as his cock swelled up and his ball constricted. She moaned and lightly trailed her fingers up his inner thigh making his legs shake. She stared into his eyes as she teasingly ran her finger around his ass, slowly probing him but not pushing it fully inside. He arched his body off the bed as a high-pitched moan came from deep in his chest and his hands shot down to tangle in her hair, "Do it, please do it." He pleaded breathlessly as his toes began to curl. She nodded her head as she ran her finger through the spit that was covering his cock and then slowly pushed it inside his ass, curving it up to hit his prostate. "Elena! Fuck, where'd you even learn that?" She pumped her finger in and out of him, rubbing against his sweet spot every time, as she pressed her tongue firmly across the vein that ran from the base to the tip of his cock, bobbing her head as quickly as she could. His nails were digging into her scalp, and he had to fight to make sure he didn't scream out her name as he felt his release about to hit him. His body started to shake, and his balls tightened, she hit against his prostate a few more times as she swirled her tongue around his cock, and he finally let himself go. "I, I'm cumming!" He cried out as his cock shot out his warm, salty cum down her throat. His body arched off the bed and he couldn't stop himself from shaking as she swallowed every drop, sucking it out of him. She slowly pulled her finger from his ass and ran her tongue up to the tip of his cock, collecting all his cum, then she licked his entrance making his body jolt upward. She smiled up at him as she planted sweet feathery kisses up his body, stopping at his lips. He gently grabbed the back of her head and gazed into her eyes, "Elena, that was, I never in my whole existence, felt that before." He whispered softly while lightly running his fingers through her hair.
Elena ran her fingers up his body, relaxing all of his muscles, before laying her head down on his chest and snuggling into the crook of his neck. He wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her in tightly, resting his chin on top of her head, "I really need to get going. Stefan is"
"Here." Stefan stalked towards them from the darkest corner of her room. His eyes were dark, and he was flashing his fangs.
Elena jumped up, covering herself with her sheet. Her heart was about to explode, and her body was trembling, "Stefan, I, I'm sorry, I"
"This isn't your fault. It's Damons, he planned on doing this since he moved back into town. You know Damon, I really thought that there was a shred of humanity left in you, but clearly, I was wrong." He hissed as he pulled something out of his pocket.
Damon couldn't help but laugh while he started to get dressed, listening to Stefan accuse him of yet another bad thing, "Oh, brother, you have no idea how wrong you are." He looked over into Elenas eyes and smiled as he made his way over to her.
Stefan growled and lunged forward, tackling Damon to the ground, "Stay away from her, Damon." He tried to jab him with something, but Damon deflected it, knocking it to the ground. He looked down at what appeared to be a syringe rolling away under Elenas bed and laughed under his breath, "Vervain, I presume?"
"Guys please. Aunt Jenna or Jeremy will hear you. Please stop." She anxiously pleaded as she quickly threw on some clothes.
Stefan looked back at her over his shoulder and quickly got off the ground. He looked down at Damon, sneering, while he got up and once again made his way over to Elena. Elena looked up into Damons eyes and lightly traced her fingers over the veins that resurfaced, "Are you okay?" Damon whispered softly, leaning into her soothing touch. She nodded her head and smiled when she noticed the veins fading away.
Stefans eyebrows scrunched together as he watched the interaction between them and he shook his head, "I, I don't understand. Elena, you know he's just faking all of this, right? I mean, there's no way, I, Damon?" Stefan stuttered while he tried to find the words to say and slowly walked over to Damon.
Damon turned to look at him and gently nodded his head, "I told you; you were wrong. I didn't compel her, or trick her, I admit I did come here originally to piss you off but, something in me clicked and I can't explain how or why." He swallowed deeply and glanced at Stefan, "I know that-"
Stefan grabbed Damons shoulders and eagerly pulled him in to a tight hug while a few tears rolled down his cheeks, "Damon, I missed you." He whispered in a shaky voice.
Damon hugged him back for a few seconds before pulling away and clearing his throat, "Still not a fan of that, Stef." He chuckled sarcastically as he patted Stefan on the shoulder.
Stefan nodded his head and then looked over at Elena, "Well, I uh, I guess he explained some things to you since you didn't run screaming when you saw our faces change. I wanted to tell you, Elena, I did. I just didn't know how."
Elena shook her head and looked down at the ground, kicking an imaginary rock with her toes, "What did Katherine look like?" She whispered as her eyes slowly looked back up into his. She tilted her head to the side as her eye brows scrunched together, her eyes were desperately searching his for the truth.
Stefan glanced over at Damon for a second and then back at Elena, swallowing back his nerves and the lump that was growing in his throat, "She, well she, she's been gone a long time Elena, it doesn't matter. That has nothing to do with why I wanted you." He tentatively reached out towards her, but she backed away, bumping into her dresser.
"What did she look like?" She said a bit louder, trying her best not to get angry.
Stefan chuckled nervously and cleared his throat while he pressed his hands down into his pockets, "She, she looked exactly like you." He whispered under his breath
Elena nodded her head and laughed a non-humorous laugh, "You see, Damon told me that literally within an hour of getting here. Along with a lot of other personal things. I've been talking to you for quite some time now, and you haven't told me anything real, it's all been a lie."
"That's not true, Ele" Elena threw her hand up to stop him and looked him dead in the eyes, her hand was trembling as she tried her best to seem strong.
She took a deep breath and tucked her hair behind her ear, "Just, please, I'm so tired and it's like 3 in the morning. Can you please just, leave. We can talk about everything tomorrow, okay?" Stefan nodded his head and without saying anything else he disappeared out her window.
Damon made his way over to her and gently ran his fingers through her hair before he wrapped his arms around her, quickly picked her up and vamped them over to her bed, making her giggle. He laid her down gently against the pillows and then slowly started to crawl up her body. "Damon, I need to sleep." She giggled as he wiggled her shorts down her legs.
"I know, just let me help you relax. I love the way you taste." He purred as he brushed his lips over her heated center. She took a deep breath and tangled her fingers in his hair, arching her hips up towards his mouth.
"Damon, God that feels so good." She moaned as he went to work on her with his tongue. He smirked against her pussy and quickly added his fingers into the mix, pressing two of them inside her, bending them up towards her g-spot. "Oh, b-bite me, please!" She begged as her body began to shake. He glanced up at her and caught her looking down at him, her face scrunched up and her lips slightly parted. He growled into her, sending vibrations through her body, and sucked her clit into his mouth as he continued pumping his fingers. Her head flew back into the pillows, and she raked her fingers through her hair, her skin was covered in a thin layer of sweat, and right before she was about to cum, he very gently bit down into her inner thigh. "Oh, Damon!" She cried out his name, digging her fingers into his hair as her orgasm ripped through her body.
He only drank from her for a few seconds, until her body came down from its high, and then he let go, making sure to lap up all the blood that was trailing down her skin. "See, that didn't take long, did it? Now get to sleep." He smirked as he climbed in next to her, after taking his jeans off and leaving them neatly folded on the floor next to the bed. He extended his arm out, pulling Elena into him, and she rested her head against his chest. "Elena, I know you love when I bite you, and believe me, you taste exquisite, but if I keep feeding off you, there's a chance you could become addicted to my blood, and I, I, I'm not sure what would happen if you did. I've never shared blood with anyone before. So, we just have to be careful, okay?" He glanced down at her and swiped her hair from her face, realizing she was fast asleep and smiled as he kissed her head. "Oh, you will be the death of me." He whispered before closing his eyes and resting his head against hers.
Stefan was still standing outside her house, leaning up against her house as he worriedly bit his lip, "They're sharing blood? Damon knows damn well what will happen if they continue doing that. Fuck! I really believed that he changed but clearly I was wrong, again." He angrily stormed off back to the boarding house and vamped up to his room. He ran over to his book shelf and anxiously looked through all the books, looking for one in particular that he acquired over the years. "Here it is." He growled as he ripped it off the shelf and vamped over to his desk. He pulled the chair out so aggressively that he accidently threw it across the room, "God Damnit!" He had to stop for a moment to calm himself down. He leaned both his hands against his desk and let his head fall as he took a couple of deep breaths. The veins started to creep down his cheeks and he could feel his fangs descending, "I can't let him get to me like this. Breathe Stefan." He whispered to himself as he walked over to his desk chair and picked it up off the ground. He brought it back over to his desk and slowly sat down, opening up the book to a page that was bookmarked, "I fucking knew it! Son of a bitch." He glared at the page and shakily picked up the bookmark that was holding the page in place, a photo of Katherine from 1864, and the title of the page was "Permanent effects of blood sharing" He growled as he shot up from the desk and threw the book across the room.
"I see you found the book I was reading" Damon caught the book midair and smirked at his younger brother as he sauntered into the room.
"Damon, you really had me fooled this time. I should have known this was all just a sick game to you." Stefan hissed as he glared at Damon, his chest heaving as he tried to keep his composure.
"Tsk Tsk, now Stefan, you really think I am that much of a monster? I wouldn't do that to poor Elena, she's so, or she was so, innocent." He chuckled as he licked his lips. Stefan growled and lunged forward, knocking Damon to the ground as he closed his hands around his throat, "You are a monster, Damon. And I will protect her from you. Stay away from her!"
Damon smirked as he kicked Stefan off him and jumped up off the ground, dusting off his jacket, "Goodnight, Stefan. Have fun at school tomorrow. Say hello to my little cheerleaders."
