Hello, my lovely readers. First of all, sorry if I keep fixing chapters, because I keep finding mistakes I missed the first go. Next, I know I haven't been all that graphic in the sexy times, but that changes a bit here. I don't like to go straight for lemons, I like a subtle build up, so here you go with that. Lastly, thank you so much for reading, following, and if you choose to comments would be wonderful. I plan on keeping this going for a bit, but honestly I have a great ending sorted so I hope you like it.

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8 HOURS AFTER THE MEDDLING KIDS LEFT

Jessa was laughing as she and Damon soaking in the large claw foot tub, bubbles floating around them. They'd spent hours working to fulfill their promises, but damn this house was HUGE.

"So," he said, laughter in his voice, "what kind of redecorating should we do to our house?"

She was smiling in his arms, quiet after her laughter. "We could cut the damn thing in half?"

"Or, we could try harder to get through the task at hand." He said, his hands slipping under the water to touch her again. His fingertips were barely grazing her skin, but she shivered in response. "Unless you've become a quitter, Jessa."

She turned around faster than he'd expected, splashing the floor a bit, and straddled him. "Oh, Damon, are you challenging me?" Her eyebrow was raised, and her lips were still a little swollen from their kisses.

He winked at her before leaning in and nipping at the full bottom lip that he knew was still sensitive. Flicking his tongue against it, she sighed, allowing him to deepen the kiss that would definitely re-stoke their fiery thirst. Suddenly the fire was everywhere, and her hands found his hair, pulling lightly his lips released hers and she was kissing down his jaw toward his neck. His hands found her hips under the water, and pulled her forward on his seemingly always ready erection. Her teeth found his pulse point and she nipped before he slowly slid into her folds. A hiss escaped both their lips as they found themselves settled together. Neither moved, enjoying the feeling of completion.

Jessa moved her head back, so she could look into Damon's eyes as she started rocking her hips. Slowly, so no more mess could be made from the water in the tub. This wasn't much different than the other times they'd made love, though each time was mind-blowing and breathtaking. Each time they took their time, making sure they learned every part of each other's bodies to the point that no gasp or moan was a complete surprise, yet every single one felt like a triumph.

She felt Damon's hands slipping up her body tortuously slow. From her hips, along her stomach, rippling along her rib cage, then stopping under the curve of her breasts. His thumbs tease at the curve, going no further, and knowing that the tease of what was to come was just as much a part of their lovemaking as the actual act. Her accompanying moan proved him right as his thumbs found her hard nipples. Sliding gently over the pebbled nubs, he felt her clench around him. He smiled at the reaction, and bent his head to give her right nipple more personal attention with his mouth. As soon as his tongue touched her, the clenching was firmer around him, and he could hear Jessa's breathing become a little more labored.

Pulling away just enough so she could feel his breath against her wet nipple, he asked, "Do you want more, Jessa?" The air making her wet flesh tremble. He let the tip of his tongue touch just the very tip of her nipple before retreating.

By now, her movements in her hips had stopped completely, and the only thing he could feel was the clench of her around his engorged member. She wasn't sure she could speak, but she knew from her limited experience in their lovemaking that being silent wouldn't do. She tried nodding, but he just shook his head wanting her to say it.

"Please, Damon," her voice came out as barely a whisper and was shaking with need.

"Please what, darling?" He asked, looking up at her from his position at her breast.

She made a noise between a groan and a growl, and twitched on his erection. His eyes lost focus for a moment at the feeling, but her couldn't give her what she wanted if she wouldn't say.

"Please, please, please." She kept saying, suddenly inarticulate with her need. Her hips rocked against his, needing release, and he could feel her clenching around him with need. He'd never seen her so undone, and it was unbearably sexy.

"Alright, baby, let's see what I can do." He said, sucking her nipple into his mouth and his unoccupied hand slid back to her hip to help her reach her goal. With his hand guiding her rocking, and his mouth on her breast she knew she was going to explode soon. Her hands fell back to his head and hair, pulling gently to let him know that her other breast needed attention. He smiled against her skin, licking his was gently to her left nipple. He nipped the tender flesh of the sensitive bud gently, making Jessa cry out in ecstasy.

Ah there it was, he thought, the sound he'd been waiting to hear. It took awhile to get her to unleash her voice, but once he got the first out of her, she'd be much more vocal to his delight. He pulled both of his hands to her hips and starting truly giving them both what they so desperately needed.

Her hands still buried in his hair, he moved his mouth from her breast and looked up. He would never get used to see her so wanton and he never wanted to. Her hair was wet down her back and her eyes were almost purely black her pupils blown so wide. She was making the most glorious sounds now, crying out and saying his name as if in prayer. She looked down at him, noticing him watching her she pulled his lips back to her own. He kissed her as they rushed toward their final stretch, screaming into each others' mouths as they both came within seconds of each other. Him squirting his seed deep within her and her clenching desperately around him, milking him dry.

The thirst was quiet for a moment as they both came down from the high they were on. The water was beginning to cool and they were slumped against each other. Moments of silence to gather their wits, Damon held her to him, listening as her heartbeat slowed back to normal.

She gave a little moan as she realized that the water wasn't nearly warm enough now, but was reluctant to move. Damon sensed her discomfort and released some of the cooled water down the drain and refilled the missing water with hot. Jessa sighed, and turned in his arms as he slipped out of her. His arms reflexively wound around her and pulled her to his chest. She heard him chuckle and looked up at him from beneath her lashes.

"What are you laughing about, my love?" She asked, smiling because she was pretty sure she knew.

"One more surface to check off the list." He said, grinning at her like a kid. At that the laughter grew between them both.

ONE HOUR LATER

Off to magic school I go, thought Jessa. She was dressing for her first real go at learning how to remove magic from anything. The box was a good start, it showed her how to use these new powers, but with Klaus, Stefan, and God knows who else coming for the "party" here in Mystic Falls everyone knew she needed more advanced training. She sighed, thinking she'd much rather be her doing her bucket list with Damon, but it wasn't to be for the moment.

Damon was already dressed and laying against the headboard of the bed they shared. He was flipping through a magazine he'd found on the bedside, while shooting her smoldering looks as she went from naked to dressed. She was wearing the outfit she'd came to town in and his smolder was somewhat darker than usual.

"Damon?" She asked, catching him looking at her like she was about to be devoured. "Are you OK?"

He gave a tortured groan, and looked deeply into her eyes and she sat down facing him. He tossed the magazine to the side and pulled her closer. Nose to nose, he glanced down at her outfit before looking into her eyes again.

"You were wearing that the day you arrived." He said, his voice shaky. She nodded, and their noses rubbed against each other. "Seeing you, in those clothes, in this town, ALIVE after all the time that passed was like seeing a dream and a nightmare bump into me." Before she could say anything he plowed through. "Then I came here and you were so angry and I thought I'd die from seeing you look at me like that, with disdain. Even when we'd fought as kids you'd never looked at me like that. I thought I was going to have to let you go again, this time seeing you leave and knowing without a doubt it was all my fault. It was like my life really came to an end." His eyes were tight and she waited, knowing there was more to come.

"You were always my dream, Jessa. From the moment I met you at four years old, I knew that this would happen. You and me, that was always my hope and dream. I don't want you to think I'm a creep, I'm not into kids." He was rambling, but she let him. "The day you came to be introduced to my family, I know you were only four, but I SAW you like THIS. At this age, with me, on the porch of this house holding each other. It kept me going through the years with my father, it kept me safe during the war, and then I came home and saw HER and it all fell away. When I woke before transition, I was worried about HER not being here, but when Stefan said you were going to marry HIM and we had to go through with transition to see you again, I called myself a monster. It was the first time since I'd met HER that I'd considered what I was going to become a monster. You and the possibility of your existence made me realize that." His eyes were glossy with tears as he continued. "I've switched my humanity off and on, and you know what always brings me back? YOU. Your eyes, your hair, just YOU. And seeing you in those clothes, the ones you're wearing now, reminded me of how fucking lucky I am to have you again. I will NOT let anything or anyone rip us apart again, and that's a promise and a threat." His voice went from shaky to fierce at the end of his speech. He pulled her to him, and claimed her mouth again. Letting her know without words of his absolute honesty.

They pulled back and looked into each other's eyes. "Damon, I'm sorry that you felt that, feeling certain that it wasn't your fault. And I'm sorry that my outfit causes you pain. Do you want me to change?"

He shook his head. "No, Jessa, don't. This outfit isn't all bad. Because I can honestly say that it's featured highly in some of my fantasies. Although it was usually coming off at the time," he smirked. "I just hadn't thought of you in modern clothes, and there you were. Alive and well. I'll take an angry ALIVE Jessa over the alternative any day."

"Fantasies, huh?" She said, smiling at him. "We'll explore that later. Are you good to go? I know I'm going to be working with Bonnie, but are you going to be OK with the boys?"

She remembered the blow up he'd caused by suggesting, innocently to make her a fresh vampire. She understood he was trying to help, but luckily she'd been able to show him that it wasn't a great idea. The creation of a vampire was traumatic for the new one, and she didn't want to create more issues than fix. Since he, Tyler, and Alaric were working together toward the goal of finding a young cursed one, she was hoping they'd be able to cooperate.

"We'll be fine, sweetheart." He said, trying to assure her he'd be on his best behavior. "I will TRY to not make any kibble jokes to Tyler and Ric will keep us all on task."

She giggled, thinking that Ric had his work cut out for him. As for the others, Caroline was taking Elena duty with Matt's help. Liz was supposed to let them know if any "animal attacks" were reported nearby to give them a better timetable. Everyone had their job, and was focused. She knew Jeremy would be with her and Bonnie to make sure his girlfriend was safe, which was fine with her. It was just leaving her and Damon's bubble that was painful. They were so peaceful together, even with the manic lovemaking and burning thirst. They'd had their rest, though, and now was time for work.

"Come on, stud," she said, pulling him easily to his feet. "Let's go conquer our tasks so we can come home and play."