Disclaimer: I do not own anything related to The Vampire Diaries, TV show or books. However I decided to have a little play around with the characters (I would definitely like to play with Damon).
Four hours after leaving the Salvatore boarding house, Kol arrived on the small unmarked island, two hundred miles off the coast of Nova Scotia. He'd flown from the small airfield north of Mystic Falls, which served for small private jets, and arrived at Halifax airport after a four hour flight. After that he'd rented a helicopter and transferred to the island to take a look around before Rebekah and the others came searching for the cure. If the intrepid group of cure hunters had flown, he may have about six hours on them. Trying to get a flight to carry seven was harder than getting a flight for one, although it wasn't beyond the realms of possibilities that one of the Salvatore brothers could fly. He'd be unable to learn as he'd been daggered during the age of air travel, however he was going to rectify the lack of flying by taking it up himself after he'd finished with Silas.
Kol's plan was to get the hunter out of the way, without killing him, as he didn't want to face the Hunter's Curse. However there were other ways of getting rid of him. He'd suggested the rope binding spell to Elena as it would make it easier for him to kidnap Connor as it meant he would be able to control the hunter, allowing him to die of enforced natural causes, bypassing the curse. The part of the plan he'd never revealed to Damon and Elena was that he was also planning to kidnap the Bennett witch and get her to perform the spell to raise Silas so that he could shove the cure down his throat and then kill him. He wasn't intending to hurt the witch, however if she died as a consequence of destroying Silas, well that just made her collateral damage. A small price to pay to save the world.
To set his plan in motion, the first thing Kol had to do was find somewhere to imprison the hunter, until the hunter died from hunger and thirst. He would provide bread and water to last a few mouthfuls, just to be thorough about the curse, but the hunter would never be found alive again. This was why Kol had made sure that he was there before the others. He needed to search for a suitable location, once found, all he had to do was wait until the party of cure hunters arrived.
The morning after they'd set off, Stefan, Damon, Elena, Bonnie, Rebekah, Professor Shane and Connor arrived on the island off Nova Scotia. They'd got a flight from Richmond, with a connection at Newark - New Jersey to Halifax. They'd then flown by chopper to the neighboring island and rowed out from there. The entire journey had taken a total of twelve hours and they were all exhausted, but they knew that with Klaus only on a temporary lock-down in the Gilbert house, they needed to quickly get a move on if they were going to get back before Bonnie's spell wore off.
The shingle beach they'd landed on was surrounded by thick forest, easy to get lost in whilst, a thought not lost on any of them as they took in their new surroundings, with a mixture of fear, curiosity and trepidation.
"Congratulations. We made it." Professor Shane said to more himself than anyone else as the rest of the intrepid group began unloading the small boats of their camping gear. Heading back towards the group he saw Damon sharpening a knife nearby on the beach as Professor Shane approached him.
"Couldn't they have hidden this cure in Hawaii? Where the hell did you take us?" Damon complained.
"Two hundred miles off the Nova Scotia mainland." Professor Shane told him. "If you recall, the whole point was to hide the cure on the world's most obscure, desolate island."
"Oh yeah?" Damon asked sarcastically. "I thought the whole point was that no one found Silas, the oldest, deadliest freak in the world."
"Yeah, that too." Professor Shane shrugged nonchalantly as he held up sunscreen and offered it to a confused looking Damon.
"Sunscreen?" Professor Shane offered.
"Is that a joke?" Damon asked.
"Right." Professor Shane said turning around and walking of towards the rest of the group doing various tasks.
Stefan was tying a knot with the rope Bonnie had spelled for Connor, like Elena had suggested, as Rebekah is stood above watching him, when she suddenly her attention was caught elsewhere and she began glaring at Elena as she walked past.
"You know, you're not really helping." Stefan complained as he looked up at Rebekah.
"You're perfectly capable of tying a knot." Rebekah retorted.
"You giving Elena the evil eye, it's not really helping." Stefan said again, trying to drive the point home.
"She put a dagger in my back. She's lucky all she's getting is the evil eye." Rebekah replied, her death stare not leaving Elena.
"You know I can hear you, right?" Elena called out to them, whilst walking away from them.
"You know I don't care, right?" Rebekah called back, prompting Elena to stop walking, and vamp-speed over towards Rebekah, grabbing her neck and pointing the dagger at her chest. However, Rebekah was stronger and faster, therefore she subsequently flipped Elena over and pushed her to the ground.
"Go ahead, try and dagger me again. But then you'd have to face your real problems." Rebekah sneered. "Like the fact that Stefan invited me here, himself. I guess he likes me again." she smirked before walking off.
Stefan offered his hand to help Elena up, but she turned over and ignored him, got up and walked away with an irritated look on her face whilst she brushed the sand and dirt from her pants. Elena walked back over to where she'd left her bag and shoved the dagger back into it, as Damon wandered over to join her.
"Looks like someone forgot her team-building exercises." Damon said in a half joking voice.
"I'm not apologizing for not wanting her here." Elena snapped as she took off her coat.
"You know Stefan just brought her here to make it seem like he's moving on." Damon tried to reassure her. "He wants you to think that he's over you, and he wants me to think that I can't get under his skin." he said.
"You know, you're right." Elena agreed. "With any luck, I'll only have to tolerate her for a few more days, and then we'll find the cure and I'll never have to deal with her again." she smiled.
"Human Rebekah...I can't imagine her without fangs." Damon frowned.
"Morning, sunshine. You look pathetic." Tyler chimed as walked into the front door of the Gilbert house to see Klaus stood in the living room, with an angry look on his face.
"Only until Bonnie's spell locking me in here wears off. Then I'll look different. Angrier, perhaps. Or I won't look like anything because I'll have gouged your eyeballs from their sockets." Klaus warned him.
"My friends will be back with the cure by then. So, I could shove it down your throat and make you mortal." Tyler threatened back.
"I'm an Original. What makes you think my entire vampire bloodline won't be cured along with me? I.e., you." Klaus asked.
"You know what I think? I think that's impossible." Tyler smiled. "I think the moment you stop being a vampire, our whole blood connection to you is broken, and your sire-line ceases to exist. So, whatever happens to you, happens only to you, which means I can kill your ass and no one else has to die. Although I am still debating just how to do it." he added, taunting the Original until Klaus vamp-sped towards Tyler, but was stopped by the barrier.
"I recommend drowning." Klaus sneered. "There's nothing quite like the feeling of someone fighting for something as basic as human breath. And let me tell you, your mother was a fighter." he added, almost sound impressed .
Suddenly Caroline walked in through the back door. "You're still here? What are you doing?" Caroline asked as soon as she saw Tyler.
"Gloating." Tyler smirked pouring himself a drink, as Klaus emerged from the living room.
"Hello, Caroline." Klaus said smiling as Caroline turned to glare at him for a moment before turning back to look at Tyler.
"Come home. Don't stoop to his level." Caroline pleaded.
"He destroyed my life. I plan on being present for every second of his misery until I can kill him myself." Tyler insisted.
"Fine then, gloat." Caroline sighed in frustration.
"Tyler's mother is dead. You daggered my brother. We're even." Klaus tried to reason with Caroline. "Call Bonnie. Get her to let me out of here." he asked,
"I will never, ever, help you." Caroline replied stubbornly.
"How quickly you forget the part where I saved Tyler from the misery of being a werewolf. Or the night your mother invited me into her home to save the life of her precious daughter." Klaus reminded her.
"How delusional are you?" Caroline cried out. "You killed his mother. And let's not forget that we're standing in a house where Elena's aunt Jenna used to live. Or did you think that your charm would make us forget how you killed her, too? You know what? No. I am not going to engage in this. You are not even worth the calories I burn talking to you." she lifted her hands in defeat.
Suddenly Klaus vamp-sped and picked up a nearby floor lamp, and impaled Caroline with it, before swinging her over to his side of the barrier and bit her neck, causing her to fall to the floor.
"No!" Tyler cried out helplessly.
"Now, that was definitely worth the calories." Klaus smirked, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth with his fingers.
Bonnie was taking pictures of Connor's tattoo with her phone whilst Stefan was stood holding the rope that Bonnie had magically spelled to make Connor placid and compliant with the wishes of the person who was holding it. Unfortunately this left only Stefan, Damon and Bonnie able to hold the rope as Elena and Rebekah wanted to kill each other and nobody trusted Professor Shane.
"Sorry, if there was a less awkward way to do this, I would." Bonnie apologized.
"No problem." Connor replied as Bonnie smiled.
"These symbols must have been left for the hunters, so they can find the cure." Bonnie explained. "And this must be the story of Qetsiyah and Silas." she said, looking at the other pictures on Connor's arm. "According to Shane, Silas asked Qetsiyah for help making a spell for immortality. She helped make him immortal, only to learn that he planned to use the same spell on another women, not her. When she found out, she freaked." she told them.
"So, Qetsiyah killed the other woman?" Stefan asked, prompting Bonnie to turn to look at him.
"Yeah. Silas was immortal. She couldn't kill him. So she trapped him in a cave, and buried him alive instead." Bonnie replied as she turned and began examining the tattoo once more.
"Does it say anything about the hunter's purpose in all this?" Connor asked as Professor Shane joined them.
"I was wondering when you'd ask. the Professor replied. "Qetsiyah created a cure for immortality, and then she buried it with Silas, hoping that he'd take it and die, and end up on the other side with her for all eternity. But he wouldn't give her the satisfaction. So, many centuries later, her descendants created the hunters to find him, cure him and kill him." he told them. "You know what? I'll explain on the hike." he turned around to face the rest of the group. "Come on. We gotta get going." Professor Shane called out signaling for them to start the hike through the woods.
Not long after they'd started out through the woods, Professor Shane got out his phone but to check for a signal, however there were no reception bars showing, just the words no service.
"Satellite phone lost its signal." Professor Shane called out to the rest of the group.
"Well, that's a good sign." Damon said sarcastically.
"Is anyone else a little creeped out?" Elena asked, for a while she'd had the feeling someone was watching them.
"So then leave. Out of everyone, your presence is the least necessary." Rebekah smirked.
"Please don't start." Stefan sighed in frustration at the bickering women.
"I'm merely stating the facts." Rebekah said. "Connor has the spell on his body. Bonnie is the witch that unseals the cure. Shane is the human compass. You and I have the tombstone, which does god knows what. And Elena has no point." she smirked.
"What about me?" Damon asked.
"You have a nice behind." Rebekah said as Damon smirked.
"Oh my god! Oh my god!" Caroline cried as Tyler settled her down on a sofa.
"Hey, hey. Look at me. Look at me. I can fix this." Tyler promised.
"How? The only thing that can heal me is his blood! Oh my god..." Caroline began to panic.
"I know. I'll fix it." Tyler tried to reassure her.
Tyler walked over to face Klaus. "She'll die if you don't heal her." he said sadly.
"Okay." Klaus said as he bit into his wrist and extended his arms, palms up. "Beg me to save her life." he demanded.
"Is this what you want? To remind me that I'm powerless against you?" Tyler asked in disgust. "Fine. You win. I'm nothing. Now save her. Please." he begged.
"I'm sorry, mate. I didn't quite catch that." Klaus said holding his hand to his ear.
"Please." Tyler begged.
"Please..." Klaus repeated, waiting for the rest of Tyler's request.
"Please save her life." Tyler pleaded.
"See, now I think you're just telling me what I want to hear. I mean, you did call me pathetic earlier." Klaus said thoughtfully. "And wouldn't it be more pathetic of me to help now, knowing that hours ago, you announced your plan to kill me in a manner in which you're debating because you want it to have a certain amount of flair? I'm just asking." Klaus sneered.
"I'll be your slave again. I'll do whatever you want. Just help her." Tyler begged.
"No!" Klaus exclaimed.
"Get me out of here. I can't even look at him." Caroline said in disgust.
"Come on." Tyler said as he helped Caroline get up whilst Klaus watched them leave.
Hours later, darkness had fallen upon the island and the group was still hiking through the woods and had now resorted to using flashlights, whilst Professor Shane used a headlamp.
"Centuries after Qetsiyah died, there were these miners who were excavating a well on the island." Professor Shane told the group as they continued to walk through the woods. "Suddenly went mad. They bled themselves dry. No apparent reason. So, the legend spread that these miners, in exchange for a drop of their blood, saw visions of their lost loved ones in the well they were digging. The word traveled and explorers sought out the well to see if the legend was true." he finished.
"So, the well was magic?" Bonnie asked.
"Well, you know, some people believe the voices of lost souls were just a wind vortex whipping through the caves, and visions were caused by inhaling the island's poisonous plant life." Professor Shane told her.
"And what do you believe?" Elena asked.
"I believe in magic." Professor Shane told her. "My wife and my son died within months of each other. And so...I decided to try the well out for myself. I offered up my blood and I waited. I saw my wife. I saw her eyes, her smile. My blood let me see her again." he said smiling at the memory.
"Yeah, got it. Don't eat the poisonous flowers." Damon warned the group sarcastically.
"Wait. Stop. Stop! Stop." Professor Shane cried as everyone stopped. "Is everybody paying attention?" he asked as he picked up a large rock. "Our first lesson in survival." he told them as he threw the rock which triggered a net trap that swung up into the trees. "Stay together. Keep your eyes open." Professor Shane warned them.
"What is this place?" Stefan asked, his voice full of trepidation as they came upon a clearing with a couple of what looked like ram-shackled sheds.
"According to island lore, a group of college kids came here for spring break. A few weeks later, they were all found dead, completely drained of blood." Professor Shane smiled.
"Well, tragic for them, brilliant for us. Who sleeps where?" Rebekah asked as everyone started to settle around the site whilst Damon walked over to Professor Shane.
"Well, that's lovely. There's mystery traps in the woods and we're just gonna camp?" Damon said sarcastically.
"We're safer here than we are hiking in the dark." Professor Shane warned him.
"Let's just keep going. You know? Get the cure. Get in, get out. Where is it?" Damon whispered.
"How stupid do you think I am?" Professor Shane asked suspiciously.
"Stupid enough to raise an immortal witch, so I'd say...incredibly." Damon sneered.
"You know, I'm shocked you even want the cure, you don't strike me as the type who'd want to be human." Professor Shane frowned.
"You clearly don't know me very well, do you?" Damon said before walking over towards Elena.
"Shane doesn't know what he's talking about." Elena rudded Damon's arm reassuringly.
"No, he doesn't. Well we'll find out tomorrow if he's right, then it'll be all unicorns and rainbows." Damon said snarkily.
"Do you really think that we can get this cure?" Elena whispered to Damon. "Do you think we can get rid of Silas"
"I don't know. And if we find it tomorrow, we'll find out." Damon replied as Elena kissed him, before pulling apart, she lovingly touched his face. Damon smiled in response and wrapped his arms around her.
Rebekah walked over to Stefan, who was sitting in front of a campfire holding the headstone and the rope which had Connor attached to the other end, asleep in a tent with just the rope poking out.
"Well, seven of us and no one thought to bring marshmallows. What are you doing with that?" Rebekah asked, nodding in the direction of the headstone.
"We're a day away from finding the cure. I'm not letting it out of my sight." Stefan told her, as they suddenly heard the sound of animals screaming in the distance, prompting to Rebekah grab onto Stefan's arm in fear.
"Did you hear that? I swear this place is haunted." Rebekah said shakily.
Stefan put the rope down and put his hand reassuringly on top of Rebekah's. "Um...you're crushing my arm." Stefan complained.
"Okay. You got me. I'm a scaredy cat." Rebekah laughed.
"You do realize you're an Original vampire, right?" Stefan asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Which is precisely why you should stop teasing me. I'm very powerful." Rebekah warned him in a joking manner. "What are you gonna do when Elena becomes human and comes running back to you? You said that you'd take the cure to be with her. You'd have children and grow old. Is that still true?" she asked, her voice turning serious.
"Well, why do you want to take it? Aren't you the perfect vampire?" Stefan asked back.
"Isn't it obvious? It's all an act, Stefan. Being a vampire is miserable. I would give anything to be human. Normal." Rebekah explained, as Stefan nodded in agreement.
"If I take the cure...it wouldn't be for her. It'd be for me." Stefan admitted as Rebekah nodded in understanding.
Back in the clearing, Professor Shane had decided to camp in one of the sheds. Wanting to understand what she was looking for, Bonnie decided to pay him a visit.
"I've been staring at pictures of Connor's tattoo and there's no spell." Bonnie told him.
"Expression doesn't require a written spell. Just think of it as a way of accessing magic that already exists inside you. You just have to want it bad enough." Professor Shane explained.
"And I'm just supposed to trust you?" Bonnie asked suspiciously.
"Bonnie, listen, I taught you Expression so that you could access the cure. I'll be right there with you the whole time, I promise." Professor Shane tried to reassure her as Damon walked into the shed and stood behind Bonnie.
"You didn't answer the trust part." Damon said menacingly.
"All right. Let me put it this way. You need me to help you through it, Bonnie. Because as you've demonstrated, Expression can get messy. Believe me when I say I've seen it get a lot worse." Professor Shane began to babble nervously.
"How much worse?" Damon asked.
"When we lost our son in the car accident, my wife kind of lost it. She tried to resurrect his body using magic." Professor Shane admitted.
"Your wife was a witch?" Bonnie cried.
"She was a powerful witch. And incredibly undisciplined." Professor Shane told her sadly.
"And you never thought to tell me?" Bonnie asked, shaking her head in anger.
"I just didn't want to scare you. The truth is, she tried to bring our son back using Expression, and it overwhelmed her, and she died." Professor Shane sighed, looking down.
"You taught me the same magic that killed your wife?" Bonnie threatened.
"Yeah, but look, the upside is I've learned the warning signs, all right? I can keep Expression from consuming you." Professor Shane promised.
"Downside is, you turned her into a bomb that only you can dismantle." Damon sneered.
"Don't you think I know how this ends? I came here to raise Silas so that he could bring back the dead, but you're never gonna let that happen. The second I point to a cure, you're gonna kill me. Now Bonnie has to keep me alive so I can keep her alive." Professor Shane told them smugly.
"You fucking bastard." Damon snarled. "As soon as you're done with her you were just going to let her self destruct and then you can go on your merry little way weren't you? Well think again." he hissed as he stormed out of the shed, bumping into Elena who was just coming to see if she could diffuse the situation after she'd overheard the conversation inside.
"Damon!" she cried out as she ran after him, grabbing his arm and stopping him. "Come with me." she said as Elena pulled Damon into the small tent they'd set up for the night's camping. Damon was agitated and Elena knew he could be volatile when moody, which meant he needed to be calmed down, and she was the best person for the job. Damon's head hit the lamp hanging from the center of the tent, making his mood even worse.
"Come here." she said pulling him down to the ground so they were both sat on top of the sleeping bag. "Calm down." Elena cooed as she stroked his face, an action which usually helped.
"He used us to get Bonnie to open that tomb to get to Silas." Damon growled. "He's turned her into a time bomb and we're all at his mercy. He could make her kill any one of us unless we do as we're told." he complained.
"There's nothing we can do right now." Elena said. "Keeping Bonnie calm is the only way to keep her and us all safe." she told him. "When we get back, we can get Abby to help sort out what he's been doing to her." Elena reassured him.
"You do know this could fuck up the plan?" Damon whispered, as Elena nodded in reply.
"You think we should tell him? Elena mouthed to Damon.
"I'm guessing he already knows." Damon whispered. "He didn't want to challenge her because he couldn't beat her."
"So he's her only hope?" Elena asked.
"I guess we'll have to see Who knows what he's got planned." Damon sighed. "It's a bad fucking day when you're having to put all of your hope and faith in Kol fucking Mikaelson."
Elena laughed. "I can think of better ways to take our mind off things." she whispered as she softly placed her lips upon his. Damon pulled her in close as he deepened their kiss as Elena ran her fingers through his hair, before Damon pulled away.
"Here?" he asked quietly, raising an eyebrow.
"Why not?" Elena whispered back, pulling off her boots. "I'm sure we can be real quiet." she added quietly, sitting on his lap and circling her hips as she went back to kissing him, whilst Damon removed Elena's hat and scarf.
"You..can..never..be..quiet." Damon mumbled as he began lathering kisses down her neck.
"You wanna bet?" Elena asked, pushing Damon backwards so they were lying on top of the sleeping bag and she was straddled across his hips.
"Mhm." Damon moaned as she kissed him once more. "I like a challenge." he smirked as he sat back up pushed Elena's jacket away from her shoulders. "You do know that anyone could walk in at any time." he told her.
"That's the fun of it." Elena whispered into his ear. "It's a challenge, we have to be so quiet and almost still that nobody knows what we are doing. And we need to be semi dressed." she added as Damon pulled back from her and pouted.
"Why?" he asked, still pouting.
"Because we're camping in the middle of an island in the middle of nowhere and we're all convinced someone is watching us. So, we need to be ready to go at a moment's notice." Elena explained.
"I'm always ready to go at a moments notice." Damon growled into Elena's neck, causing her to laugh which suddenly turned to quiet moans as he nibbled on a particularly sensitive spot just beneath her ear which he knew she liked.
"What if someone walks in on us?" Elena mumbled, genuinely concerned, prompting Damon to stop and look around.
"They won't." he reassured her. "Firstly A – Bonnie is too busy arguing with Professor Creepy, and she knows what we'll be doing so she's going to avoid us. She likes living, and she knows that if she interrupts, she is risking life and limb." he smiled earning him a death glare from Elena. "And B – Stefan and Rebekah went further out and built the fire whilst they take their turn in looking after Connor." he explained. "Stefan wouldn't hear anything, his hearing is worse than yours from all of that puppy blood. And Rebekah won't want to hear anything so she's taken them out of her hearing range."
"How do you know?" Elena asked.
"Because I cant hear them, and her hearing is more powerful than mine, and I know that Rebekah is a lot of things, but she's not that masochistic to want to listen to us having sex." Damon told her as she gave him a strange look. "Strength, speed and abilities improve as you age." he explained. "My hearing is far more powerful than yours, and if I can't hear them, it means Rebekah has moved them far enough away so they can't hear us." he smiled as he kissed her once more.
"Okay, you've got me convinced." Elena giggled as Damon flipped them so he was hovering above her.
"Just to be on the safe side, we'll get in here." Damon opened the zipper of the sleeping bag.
"In here?" Elena asked in surprise.
"I didn't see a motel on the hike here, so I'm afraid it's all we've got." he sighed.
"That's not what I meant." Elena smirked. "I just never imagined you'd be up for doing this." she waved her arm around. "You know out here, in a tent, under the stars." she smiled and kissed his nose. "I just thought you'd think it was all a bit beneath you."
"The only thing I want beneath me is you." Damon growled as he wrapped the sleeping bag around them.
Elena's hands made their way to Damon's belt and she quickly freed his erection from the constraints of his jeans, although he was still confined in his boxer briefs. Not wanting to ask the question of whether the cold would affect a vampires erection the way it did a human, she decided to leave the briefs on for a while, so she slipped her hand inside and began to stroke his length, earning her a small moan from him.
"I thought I was going to be the noisy one." Elena whispered seductively in Damon's ear. Damon pulled back and looked at her as a huge grin erupted on his face.
"You asked for that." he said as he slid his body down inside the sleeping bag as he pulled the waistband of Elena's pants down, Elena lifted her hips so that Damon could pull them off. Before Elena got chance to lower her hips, Damon had pulled her panties off too, leaving her top half covered with a sweater and just her socks. Damon rested back on his heels for a moment, drinking in the sight of Elena, resting back on her elbows with her legs spread in front of him. "I think I'm going to start to like camping." he grinned as he wiggled his eyebrows and settled his head between Elena's thighs.
Elena nearly shot through the roof of the tent when she felt Damon's hot wet tongue exploring her entrance. The external cold weather, and the hint of danger was making her body feel more sensitive than usual. Slowly Damon started off tongue fucking her, causing Elena to have serious problems in not screaming in ecstasy. Elena took one of Damon's hands and began sucking on his finger to help her to keep quiet, however, she heard Damon moan, and she realized this action must have been having an impact on him.
Damon began to suck Elena's nub and he inserted two fingers with his free hand. Mimicking his action, Elena inserted another of his fingers into her mouth and continued to suck. Soon however, his fingers were not enough to keep her quiet, the taste of his flesh in her mouth teased her vampire senses and she felt the veins around her eyes tingle and her fangs itching to break through her gums, so she let go of Damon's hand, not wanting to bite him. The white hot build up of her orgasm was becoming so intense she wasn't sure she would be able to not scream.
"Damon..." she whispered. "I don't know if I can..." her voice trailed off as Damon's eyes met hers, even in the dark, she could see see his blue eyes vividly, and the love for her that poured out of them. A sight that tipped her over the edge as spasms spread violently through her core, she arched her back as her body went rigid and her voice disappeared, words too difficult to produce when the pleasure he gave her was ravaging throughout her body.
Damon climbed back up and hovered above her as she was still coming down from her high. "I'm afraid we're gonna have to go back to basics tonight." Damon whispered. "This sleeping bag leaves little room for adventure." he added as he gently pushed inside her.
Elena thought she was going to have another orgasm right that minute as Damon slowly pushed inside of her, his hard member filling her, causing her to silently moan with pleasure. Elena put her arms around him and pushed her hips to meet his, as Damon set a pace so slow that she thought he'd forgotten to move. Damon put a finger to her mouth to suggest that she be quiet as he began to gently pick up the pace. Still agonizingly slow, but for some reason, Damon could even make agonizingly slow seem amazing. His movements were careful, and he was managing to brush up against her clit with every thrust, creating extra friction without the need to slip a hand between them.
Aware of their surroundings, they both tried everything to keep quiet with the only method they knew, by locking their mouths together, their tongues desperately exploring each others mouth. However, for some reason this triggered Elena's fangs to elongate, for once an unusual lack of self control, causing her to catch Damon's tongue with the tip and blood to spill from the small incision. Elena thought she was going to go into a frenzy as she wasn't sure how much self control she had left to not let the inhabitants of the entire island of Nova Scotia itself, which was almost two hundred miles away, know how wonderful Damon was making her feel. Her orgasm was looming and the blood had only sped that up. She wanted him to increase the pace of his thrusting, so Elena moved her hips quicker to urge him on. Taking the hint he increased the pace.
"I'm gonna come." Damon panted in her ear.
"Me too." Elena whispered back.
"Bite me." Damon whispered. Elena didn't need to be asked twice. Her eyes trained on his jugular, as she licked a line up it, prepping it for her attack whilst he repeated the action on her. Her fangs elongated and the veins around her eyes tickled as she clamped her mouth down on his neck, the sweet nectar of his blood filling her mouth and her mind, whilst simultaneously feeling Damon do the same to her.
Instead of being transported away into another memory, they were still in the tent, making love, however Elena was no longer confined to keeping quiet. Sharing their blood was also a means of communication, which meant she could scream as loud as she wanted and only Damon would hear her.
"Don't stop." Elena moaned. "This is so good."
"Fuck...Elena..." Damon panted, as he increased the pace of his thrusts even more, as Elena felt the white heat of her contractions starting to spread throughout her core.
"Damon..." she screamed as her fingers cupped his ass and her nails dug in, the smell of blood filled the air. She'd dug in sufficiently to scratch him and draw blood. This however, spurred Damon on. Never one to shy away from pain, it seemed to turn him on even further. This knowledge seemed to only increase the intensity of Elena's own orgasm. Her back arched once again her body became rigid, however this time Elena screamed out Damon's name as the spasms from her core milked Damon's shaft and led him to his own release as Elena felt his hot seed spill inside her, whilst he cried out her name in ecstasy.
After a few moments, Damon pulled out of Elena and they began to put their clothes back on, before settling down to cuddle up together in the sleeping bag.
"So who won the bet?" Elena asked as she rested her head against Damon's chest, whilst he wrapped his arms around her.
"I made you scream." Damon insisted.
"But nobody heard me." Elena said proudly.
"Shh." Damon whispered. "Someone's coming."
"Are you guys decent in there?" Bonnie's voice came from the other side of the tent.
"No were completely naked and having mad passionate sex." Damon complained. "Go away Sabrina." he added.
"Damon!" Elena chided. "No it's fine Bonnie. We're decent, you can come in." she said, playfully elbowing Damon in the rib.
"Ouch." Damon said, clutching his side and feigning pain as Bonnie undid the tent zipper and walked in holding a flashlight.
"What's wrong?" Elena asked, sitting up as Bonnie turned the flashlight off and lit the lamp with magic, before turning back to look at her friend.
"It's Connor." Bonnie told them. "He's gone missing."
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