Chapter 3: Erotica
Summary: Okay kiddies, there is SEX in this chapter. I will not be responsible for any damage I do to your young minds if you are to read this. Damon returns to Padua.
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When he arrived in Padua nothing had changed. The university was still as dull as ever. He walked up the stairs to his room and smiled at people he knew. It amused him that none of them knew of his passing.
When Damon reached the door.
He knocked twice. and put his ear up to the door.
Santo was his roommate and they had a way of communicating whenever one of them was showing a lady the bachelor lodge.
There was no response so Damon opened the door.
The room was spotless, mainly because Damon made Santo keep it that way. Of the very few things he'd inherited from his father he'd sure gotten his love of cleanliness.
Besides, who wants to make love in a unorganized room? He thought, no respectable woman would.
Damon set down his newly acquired bag and clothes. The sun had tired him. He would have to drink more blood in order to last. That was the reason Katherine had stayed in her room all day. When you're feasting off of nothing but animals you can't survive long under the rays of the sun.
The door opened suddenly.
Santo walked inside laughing. There was a female attached to his arm. When he saw Damon he stopped dead. A look of surprise lingered on his face and Damon wondered if perhaps word had gotten to him already about his death.
"Damon, I thought you were quitting the university." Santo replied.
Damon felt relief flow through him, "I was, but I decided why not use the last of the money before I go. Money's money, there's no point in wasting it."
Santo nodded, smiling, "I see you're thinking like me now."
Damon smiled a sly grin, "Well, I see you have a visitor so I'll leave you two alone. Perhaps Alessandra is in need of some company."
Damon closed the door and head down the corridor. Alessandra was the headmasters daughter. A girl with an angel's face, but a wild nature. She and Damon had always been willing to help each other out in personal ways. Her father hated him, which made it all the more exciting. He was defiling his little girl right under his nose. In his own school no less.
Damon turned down the hallway and luckily Alessandra was standing outside her bedroom talking with some girlfriends. He heard their excited giggles pick up as he approached.
"Hello, ladies." Damon said smiling seductively.
"How was your trip, Damon?" Bianca asked. Her brown hair shone under the light.
"I suppose you can say it was kind of dead." Damon laughed, knowing they didn't know the true meaning of his words.
"How is you brother?" Rosa asked, "He is well, no?"
"I haven't slightest. I didn't see much of him." Damon looked into her hazel eyes.
"Well, now that you're back I need to talk to you." Alessandra replied.
Her friends listened with open ears.
"How about we go inside?" Alessandra opened the door.
Damon knew perfectly well that there would be no talking involved, but he played along with her.
Alessandra closed her friends out, their mouths were wide as she slammed the door.
Alessandra turned and faced him. He took in all the details of her beauty. Her pale skin, that flushed pink just above the cheek bones. Her sky blue eyes shone. Her long black hair tumbled down her back in curls.
"I have missed you, Damon." She said, smiling sweetly, but mischievously.
"Has it been me you've missed or us you've missed?" He asked pulling her closer. His hands rested on her hips.
"Both." Alessandra said, her lips were just inches from his own.
Damon had never been patient and he captured her lips with his.
She moaned at his touch and kissed back, deeply.
Damon effortlessly lifted her tiny frame from the ground and walked her over to her bed. He set her down gently and then climbed up to lay beside her. He stroked her cheek lightly and then kissed her again. They were undressed within minutes. Making love as only they together could. Damon thrust in and out, eliciting raged gasps from her lips. Her warmth surrounded him and felt himself building up to his peak. He pulled her astride him and allowed her to ride him. Her breasts bounced as he pushed inward.
"Oh, Damon!" She yelled falling forward and clinging to him desperately, "More." she demanded.
He permitted her to ride the wave of passion for a few more minutes.
She cried out his name and he kissed her neck.
"Damon, you're so good." She moaned.
Damon released inside of her, but when this happened he could not suppress the urge to bite down on that swan-like neck. Blood flowed down his throat like a fountain and he drank it in greedily.
The sound of screams brought him out of his dream world.
Alessandra was screaming.
Damon released her neck and quickly covered her mouth with his hands.
"Hush." he demanded.
Alessandra's eyelashes were spiked with tears.
"Calm down." Damon said, soothingly.
"Damon, what have you..." she trailed off.
"Alessandra, I'm a vampire." Damon admitted with a grin, "And I can't have you spreading that around. Now the way I see it is we have two options. Either A: I can trust you not to tell everyone in school or B: I can kill you now.
"A." Alessandra cried.
"As of this moment B is looking very good because I am quite hungry. And I don't know if I can trust you with A. Because you're the kind of girl who tells." Damon smiled.
"Don't kill me." Alessandra replied, "Please." it came out a sob.
Damon looked into her sky blue eyes. Their eyes were complete opposites. His were dark and bottomless and hers were like heaven.
Suddenly he remembered a conversation he had, had with Katherine. She had said, "Weaker minds are easily influenced."
Damon smiled.
"Alessandra, I am not a vampire. I came over today and we had wonderful sex as usual. The best you'd ever had. The bite marks on your neck are not from fangs, but from some erotic experiments we were testing out. Wear high necked dresses this week." Damon smiled, " Repeat."
"You are not a vampire. We had the best sex I've ever had today. These are not bit marks. We were just being erotic. I will wear high necked dresses this week."
"Good." Damon replied.
Mind control really does work effectively.
Alessandra snapped back to reality. She blinked confused and then looked at him.
He smiled at her and got out of bed. He pulled on his pants and buttoned up his shirt.
Alessandra lay back on the pillows, "You were wonderful." She replied dreamily.
"Likewise." Damon said and kissed her forehead.
He strolled to the door and opened it.
He smiled as Rosa and Bianca nearly fell inside the room.
Alessandra hurried to the door to see what the commotion was. The sheets wrapped around her nude body.
"That's what happens when you eavesdrop." Alessandra scolded them.
"I'll see you later, Alessandra." Damon walked away, knowing that their eyes were on his back.
