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).
Warning, slightly darker smut in this chapter.
Whilst Elena was having her hair cut, Damon had decided to pay a visit to an old witch acquaintance of his. He wanted to see if she'd heard of Silas and if this prophesy idea was true, especially since they'd discovered the difference between a prophesy and a curse. The witch had been surprisingly helpful, she'd told him that part of the prophesy of raising Silas came with a way to destroy him. They would need to remove the magic Silas was currently channeling by breaking the bloodline from which he drew the power from. She'd given him a copy of the wording of the prophesy and told him not to speak to anyone about the possibility of Silas being raised, as there were witches who would seek to protect him. Safe in the knowledge that whatever information Rebekah would have, he would have an idea if she were holding anything back. The witch had also suggested that if a Bennett witch had come into contact with those who were suspected to be linked to the prophesy, the witch would have already made what was needed to break the bloodlines. But as his contact wasn't a Bennett witch, she didn't know what that would be as the knowledge was only ever handed down through the Bennett line.
Damon and Elena finally arrived back at Billy's the following night. Instead of feeding in the bar like they planned, after the shopping and Elena's new haircut, they decided to make use of being able to spend the night together in a bed without worrying what others thought, or if they could hear them. Not that Damon cared, but he knew Elena was uncomfortable with the idea if Stefan hearing them, therefore they got a little carried away making use of their alone time and forgot about going back to Billy's. Damon however, was determined to get Elena to feed from the vein once more. He needed to be safe in the knowledge that if she was stranded without him, she could look after herself.
The decision to feed at Billy's was an ingenious one. He had to make sure Elena was in her most deepest bloodlust, then he would try tempting her away. If she could stop during a frenzy, then the chances of Elena killing someone whilst feeding were slim. Not that Damon had an issue with killing whilst feeding, but Elena would be upset if she killed someone, and as much as he hated to admit it, Stefan had been right when he said there was a chance she'd switch off her humanity, despite the urge to kill being basic vampire nature. As much as flipping the switch could be fun, Damon knew from his own personal experience that it was hard to get it back once it was gone. He'd spent fifty one years without his and he'd done some heinous things during that period. Stuff that he could only deal with because he knew he'd had his humanity off at the time. It was a place he didn't want to go back to because it was lonely. Right now he had a life, he was happy with the most amazing woman in the world, there was no way he could let this go, and if Elena flipped her switch, her love for him would disappear with it, and Damon was determined to fight to keep it at all costs. This meant a twofold approach, prevent Elena from killing, and keeping her loved ones safe. That, as much as he hated to say it, also included the quarterback. He had no problems keeping Bonnie, Jeremy and even Caroline safe. He'd grown fond of Bonnie and Jeremy, and he was Caroline's sire, which, as much as they hated it, gave him a bond with her, even though Caroline was probably the safest vampire in town considering she already had Klaus practically whipped.
This brought them right back around to Billy's bar. He knew he could have done this back at the hotel, but it he also decided it might be a little more interesting to carry out his plan in the bar. Elena could pull away from Damon's blood during sex, but Damon was a vampire and vampire blood didn't have the same effect as when feeding on human blood.
Damon had asked for Elena to wear a black tank top and skirt for the evening. He hadn't elaborated as to why, but she suspected that the black was to hide blood, but she had no idea why a tank top and skirt, although it was the perfect attire for Billy's in early summer. She'd also opted for heavier make-up to practice her 'Katherine' look. Even though she'd decided that her make-up didn't need to be quite as heavy as her doppelganger's, just enough for people to think she was Katherine. The added bonus was that it made her look older, and Elena knew this was the type of make-up she was going to have to learn to do. Elena had already decided that at some point in the future, it would be an idea to study stage make-up and maybe even beauty therapy to learn aging tips so that she and Damon could settle in places for longer. It was an idea she was going to run past Caroline, once the whole Silas and cure business was out of the way, unless Bonnie could replicate the cure, because as Damon had discovered, there was a good chance this whole prophesy theory might actually be true, especially as he'd now got a copy of it.
When they arrived at Billy's it was already dark and the band were just getting ready to play as Damon and Elena made their way over to the bar and Damon ordered two beers.
"So what's the plan?" Elena asked as Damon handed a bottle over to her.
"We wait until the music starts, hit the dance floor and see who we can attract." Damon smiled. "However with you looking all hot with your new haircut, everyone in this bar is gonna be wanting to get close to you." he said, putting his arm around her waist and kissing her on the lips.
"You wouldn't be getting all jealous now would you?" Elena raised an eyebrow and smirked.
"Would you have gotten jealous of a pizza when human?" Damon asked as Elena looked at him puzzled. "I don't get jealous of dinner." he said proudly as Elena tapped him on the arm and glared at him.
"Damon!" Elena gritted her teeth at him.
"What?" Damon asked in mock surprise. "It's just an observation." he joked.
"You're not funny." Elena complained as Damon pouted.
"But I thought that was one of the things you loved about me." he said acting offended, which earned him another glare. "Fine." he sighed, before he moved he mouth close to her ear. "I don't get jealous because I know that there's nobody in this bar that can make you feel the way I do." he said seductively as he ran his finger down Elena's spine, causing her to shiver with desire. "The question is...will you get jealous?" he smirked.
"No!" Elena said indignantly.
"And why not?" Damon asked smirking.
"Because I doubt you'd get the mind blowing sex we have from anyone else in this bar." Elena smirked.
"True." Damon smiled as he put his bottle of beer down on a nearby table as he moved so he was stood behind her, wrapping his arm around her midriff and pulling her so her back was flush to his chest, he leaned down and whispered into Elena's ear once more. "But I'm sure there are a few people here right now that could make that mind blowing sex even more...mind blowing."
Elena turned her head to look at him quizzically. "What do you mean?" she asked.
"Do you trust me?" he replied.
"Usually." Elena frowned.
"Well then you have nothing to worry about." Damon smiled as the band started to make their way onto the stage.
Matt pulled the hire car up to what looked like an old run down plantation mansion on the outskirts of New Orleans. He and Rebekah had flown over and hired a car, but Rebekah had been reluctant to stay in New Orleans itself. Although Matt wasn't to bothered by a place that looked a little rundown, he was surprised that Rebekah would be okay with it.
"It'll be fine once you're inside." Rebekah reassured him after seeing the look of apprehension on Matt's face.
"Where are we?" Matt asked confused.
"This is Elijah's place." Rebekah smiled proudly. "Well one of them anyway." she added getting out of the car and walking up to the door and opening it with a key. "Come in." she said as she walked into the house. Matt looked around nervously before following, he didn't like that they weren't staying in New Orleans itself. He was stuck here with an Original vampire who was known to have a terrible temper. "Come on Matt." she called out. "I won't bite, I promise." she winked.
"Why here?" Matt asked as he walked through the door into the large dusty hallway.
"Many years, my brothers and I used to live in New Orleans." she told them. "We practically ran the French Quarter." Matt widened his eyes, taking in what Rebekah was telling him. "One of Nik's closest friends was a vampire called Marcel. My sources say that he's now running the French Quarter and that witches are banned from practicing magic." she told him.
"But that doesn't explain why we're staying here." Matt raised an eyebrow.
"I don't want Marcel to know I'm here." Rebekah told him. "It could...complicate matters." she explained as Matt suspected that something might have happened between Rebekah and this Marcel guy. "I need to try and go under the radar getting this information." she said. "They can't know that there is an Original vampire in town, it will send people on high alert." she added.
"I can go alone." Matt offered as Rebekah shook her head.
"It's not safe for you." she said. "Not all vampires are as friendly to humans as the ones you know." she smiled to a shocked Matt.
"I wouldn't call the vampires I know friendly." he frowned as Rebekah's cell rang.
"Hang on a moment, it's Nik." she said as she answered it. "Nik, are you checking up on me already?" she asked.
"Hello little sister." Klaus replied. "Of course I am. You know I worry about you." he said sarcastically.
"What do you want Nik?" Rebekah sighed.
"This prophesy, what makes you think it will work?" he asked.
"What he wants to know is what is the difference between a curse and a prophesy." Rebekah heard Stefan chime in. "Can you get your witch to explain it?" he asked.
"I don't need to." Rebekah frowned. "I can tell you myself." she said. "A curse is exactly what you know a curse to be. A prophesy is when the witches are unable to counterbalance the curse because their magic isn't strong enough to break it." she explained. "So instead, the witches ask the spirits for help them break the curse, and if the spirits agree, they will offer a prophesy."
"Like an antidote?" Rebekah heard Caroline's voice ask.
"I guess you could say that." Rebekah rolled her eyes at the crude analogy. "However, the prophesy is a one time occurrence. And as you don't know when it will happen, you have to watch out for the signs." she said. "Professor Shane said he suspected that the players might already be in place. How he knows this he didn't explain." Rebekah said, deciding to keep to herself the part about breaking the bloodlines.
"How do you know this?" Stefan asked.
"My mother was the Original witch." Rebekah sighed. "Meaning we were all witches, just never practicing ones." she explained. "We relinquished our magic when we became vampires. But it doesn't mean that I never listened to what our mother had to say when she was alive." she added.
"Well I'm glad someone did." Klaus admitted. "Fine Rebekah, that's all we need to know for now." he said.
"Before you go Nik." Rebekah stopped him. "You haven't heard from Elijah have you?" she asked.
"He's running a little errand for me." Klaus told her.
"Nik!" Rebekah exclaimed. "He was supposed to be helping me." she complained.
"Oh hush now Rebekah." Klaus told her condescendingly. "The witch already knows you are there. She'll be paying you a visit soon enough." he said.
"Good." Rebekah sighed. "I want to come home. This place is a dusty, and it needs renovating." she complained.
"Well unless we plan on moving back to New Orleans, which I very much doubt, I can't see that happening." Klaus told her. "Unless you fancy taking the place on."
"Get lost Nik!" Rebekah huffed hanging up the phone.
"That went well." Stefan said sarcastically as he looked at Klaus through the doom and gloom of Professor Shane's office.
After Bonnie had told them about the Expression triangle, Stefan, Caroline and Klaus decided to find out what Professor Shane had planned for Bonnie, and the first place to look was his office. They'd opted to search at night after everyone had left, in the hope that Silas hadn't already carried out his plans and they would be there in time to stop it.
"What are we even looking for?" Caroline asked.
"Well, if Shane really was working with Silas, chances are he was helping him plan his next move." Stefan told her.
"Where, on his evil villain to-do list? 'Steal blood, perform three massacres, pick up dry cleaning'?" Caroline said sarcastically.
"Actually, not to nit-pick, but we evil villains usually use minions to pick up our dry cleaning, that sort of thing." Klaus corrected her, his tone of voice deadly serious.
"Why is he necessary again?" Caroline asked Stefan.
"Well, we don't know what Silas can do, so if we do have to go head to head with him, an Original hybrid who can't die might come in handy." Stefan explained.
"Besides, Stefan and I work well together, or at least we did in the twenties." Klaus smirked.
"Well, granted my emotions were off." Stefan admitted.
"And that's why you were more fun, just as Damon is probably leading Elena's down a dark and dangerous path in New York." Klaus sneered.
"My brother knows what he's doing." Stefan
"Does he? Don't underestimate the allure of darkness, Stefan. Even the purest hearts are drawn to it." Klaus said, swiping a glance at Caroline, who looked up at him from her search. "Still, I'm sure it'll all be fine." Klaus smiled.
"I...I think I found something." Caroline suddenly declared as she carried a large book over to the desk. ""Symbolic Figures in the Dark Arts." Didn't Bonnie talk about Expression Triangles?" she asked. "Here." she said pointing at a large, intricate drawing of a triangle, as Stefan read from the page opposite.
""In some schools of magic such as Expression, human sacrifice can be used as a focus for power. It is rumored that the addition of two supernatural sacrifices compounds the mystical energy, creating an Expression Triangle."" Stefan read out loud.
"Humans...that was the council fire." Caroline said pointing at some of the symbols before pointing at another symbol. "Demons...Klaus' hybrid failure." she added.
"Well, I wouldn't exactly call it a failure." Klaus chimed in. "What's the third?" he asked.
"Oh, no." Caroline clasped her hands and brought them to her mouth in shock. "Witches." she whispered.
"I'm going to find out where Bonnie is." Stefan said as he walked out of the room with his phone in hand. "You two start trying to work out where this massacre is." he added, closing the door behind him leaving Caroline and Klaus alone in the office, poring over a map of Mystic Falls they had found in Professor Shane's desk. Caroline, found a ruler and a pen, and began drawing lines on the map.
"There have been two massacres." Caroline explained. "Pastor Young's farm is here, and the old Lockwood cellar, where you spitefully slaughtered twelve of your own hybrids, is here." she said glaring at Klaus before drawing a line connecting the two locations. "According to the book, the Expression Triangle is equilateral, putting it here." she said as she drew the rest of the triangle on the map.
"Somebody's been skipping their geometry classes." Klaus smirked causing Caroline to frown as Klaus took the ruler and pen from her. "There are actually two places where the third massacre could be." he said as he drew two more lines, forming another triangle opposite of Caroline's.
"Well, you didn't let me finish." Caroline smiled sarcastically as they continued to look at each other across the desk when the door opened and Stefan walked back in catching the attention of Klaus and Caroline.
"Hey. What's going on? Did you find Bonnie?" Caroline asked, welcoming the interruption, the air had become thick with sexual tension between her and Klaus.
"No, but I talked to her dad. I think I found Silas." Stefan smiled.
Bonnie had arranged through her mother, to meet the witches in the woods, exactly where Silas had told her to. When she got to the meeting point, she saw a woman already standing in the moonlight in the clearing, a pentagram already etched into the ground.
"Is it just you?" Bonnie asked as the woman turns around.
"This place wasn't easy to find." the witch said.
"Figured you wouldn't want to draw attention." Bonnie lied.
"It'll work. I'm Aja." Aja the witch introduced herself.
"You friends with my mom?" Bonnie asked.
Aja smiled "I was." she said. "After she became a vampire, we didn't have a whole lot in common." she sighed.
"So she's not coming." Bonnie asked, hoping her mom wasn't going to be involved.
"This is witch business." Aja explained. "Look, I know you're scared, but I've dealt with Expression before. I know the hold it can have on you." she told her.
"It's not that. I'm just...I'm strong. You won't be able to do this alone." Bonnie said nervously.
"Oh, honey, who said anything about being alone?" Aja smiled as suddenly some more witches began emerging from the forest into the clearing and surrounded them in a circle.
"There's almost nothing as strong as a full coven, so I brought eleven of my closest friends. Won't be fun, but we're gonna cleanse you." Aja explained. You ready?" she asked,
Bonnie nodded. "Let's do this." she said as she lay on her back in the center of a pentagram on the ground, unlit torches surrounded the pentagram and the circle of witches whilst Aja is crouched over Bonnie.
"Call out to the spirits, Bonnie. Let them in." Aja called out as she placed her hands on the sides of Bonnie's head, as Bonnie took a deep breath and began to chant.
Phesmatos tribum- aah!" Bonnie cried as her body began to jerk painfully. "I can't. It's hurting. It hurts! Oh!" she screamed.
"It's because you've rejected the spirits." Aja told her as Bonnie whimpered. "The Expression's consumed you. Phesmatos tribum nas ex viras..."
"I changed my mind." Bonnie said in a small voice.
"Purgal animum sous..." Aja ignored her and continued chanting.
"I don't wanna do this anymore!" Bonnie said louder.
"Obscarus!" Aja continued.
"Let me go!" Bonnie cried out.
"She's fighting." Aja told the other witches. "I need help. Link with me. Lend me your power." she asked as the others knelt to the ground and began chanting with Aja.
"Phesmatos repallus tantian..." the witches chanted in unison, as Bonnie screamed in pain, whilst the torches forming the circle around them began to flare brightly. "Maltuscanum anium par vas." they chanted as Bonnie's eyes flew open, her iris and pupils disappeared just leaving behind whites of her eyes.
"We need more strength!" Aja demanded.
"Phesmatos repallus tantian maltuscanum anium par vas." the witches carried on chanting as Bonnie continued to shout in pain.
Stefan, Caroline and Klaus had decided to split the search for Bonnie. Caroline didn't like the idea of going through the woods alone in the presence of lots of witches, and as she didn't trust Klaus to not hurt Bonnie, she'd decided to accompany him to one of the points and let Stefan check out the other possible location point they'd found. The woods were dark, and even with vampire sight, the map was impossible to read, meaning Klaus had to use his phone as a torch.
"I just want to see where we are." Caroline insisted.
"You know, when we split up you did have the option of going with Stefan." Klaus offered.
"Yeah? And leave Bonnie's life in your hands?" Caroline said. "Fat chance. Do you even know how to read a map?" she asked.
"Yes, and do you know who taught me? My friend Magellan." Klaus bragged as he put his phone back in his pocket.
"Wow! You had a friend." Caroline said sarcastically, not knowing the significance of Klaus telling her he had been taught map reading by the first man to circumnavigate the earth. "Was he drawn to your darkness, too?" she asked.
"Actually, I was referring to Damon and Elena when I said that, but clearly it struck a chord with you." Klaus smirked.
"It's because it's not true! There is no allure to darkness." Caroline huffed as Klaus stopped and turned around to face her.
"Really?" Klaus asked, not believing her. "So you've never felt the attraction that comes when someone who's capable of doing terrible things for some reason cares only about you?" he whispered.
"I did once, when I thought he was worth it." Caroline admitted, catching Klaus's interest. "But it turns out some people can't be fixed. People who do terrible things are just terrible people." she added sadly as Klaus merely looked at her, stoney-faced.
"We're here, although judging by the lack of witches, here is not the correct location." Klaus sighed, pretending the conversation had never happened.
The torches continued to burn bright around the witches' circle, where Bonnie was still lying on the ground, struggling against Aja and screaming. Her eyes are still white however her nose was now bleeding.
"Yield to the spirits, Bonnie! You can't fight us!" Aja cried out as Stefan vamp-sped into the circle.
"Stop! It's not what you think." Stefan called out to Aja.
"This is no place for a vampire." Aja said angrily.
"She's working for Silas." Stefan told them.
"Silas?" Aja said in shock as she looked at the rest of her coven.
"He brainwashed her to kill you." Stefan explained as Bonnie began whimpering on the ground. Suddenly Aja pulled out a dagger.
"Wait. What are you doing?" Stefan cried in shock.
"If Silas has her, she's lost. We can't save her." Aja told him calmly.
"Wait." Stefan pleaded as he moves toward Bonnie but Aja threw out her arm and using her magic to weaken Stefan, as he grabbed at his head and staggered backwards to his knees.
"I have the power of twelve witches. You don't stand a chance!" Aja sneered, as Stefan vamp-sped away from the circle, to escape the magic, backing into a tree, he groaned in pain, whilst the witches resumed chanting, just as Klaus and Caroline found Stefan.
"They're linked. Bonnie's gonna kill them." Stefan explained.
"Not if the witches kill her first." Klaus said as Klaus slammed Stefan up against a tree to stop him from trying to help Bonnie.
"Klaus, we need to save her." Caroline begged.
"How?" Klaus asked. "The only way to stop the witches is to kill them, and then Silas gets what he wants." he told her as they heard the chanting start up again.
"Spirits, take her soul. Free her from darkness." Aja cried out, holding the dagger over Bonnie as Bonnie screamed in pain. Not being able to take anymore of the sight of her friend in so much pain, Caroline vamp-sped into the circle and pulled the dagger into Aja's chest, killing her immediately.
"No!" Klaus shouted out as Caroline watched as the witches in the circle begin to drop down dead and the torches' flames burn out. Caroline looked around at the carnage, shocked by what she'd done, until remembers why she did it.
Caroline approach her friend. "Bonnie. Bonnie!" she cried as Bonnie opened her eyes which were still white.
"The triangle is complete." Bonnie said and eerie smile on her face.
The band had been on set for around twenty minutes and the dance floor was now pretty full with revelers dancing and getting either drunk of high. Damon's tactic was for Elena to scour the surrounding people and see if anyone caught her eye, then catch the attention of their prey and flirt with the person in question, exactly the way they'd done at the frat party. Soon a twenty-something blonde haired girl, wearing a black tank top and heavy make-up began dancing with Elena.
"Perfect." Damon said, so that only Elena could hear over the music. "Nobody will see the blood." he commented.
"Come with me." Elena compelled the girl to follow her to a dark corridor as Damon walked behind them. Elena pushed the girl up against the wall. "Don't scream." she told her. "It won't hurt, in fact you are going to like it." she added, pushing the woman's hair out of the way, as her eyes began to tickle and her fangs elongated before biting into the girl's neck and the sweet taste of human blood, warm and straight from the vein hit her mouth, causing her to desperately want to drink harder and faster.
"Gently. Feeding with finesse is more fun." Damon said from behind. "Only take in small amounts, keep the feed to last as long as you can." he encouraged her as the woman moaned with pleasure. Elena then felt Damon wrap his arms around her waist from behind.
Suddenly Elena felt Damon's fangs pierced her own neck, almost distracting her from feeding, yet at the same time making her wanting to feed harder as it was turning her on. Elena knew why Damon was doing this, he wanted to push her to her limits of frenzied desire, to try and send her out of control whilst still feeding to see if she could still stop. He'd promised that he'd pull her away if she refused to stop and now she knew why. Sexual desire and feeding were closely linked and a very turned on vampire feeding was more likely to kill their prey if they couldn't control themselves. Elena was now even more aware than before of the manifestation of sexual desire and feeding, especially as Damon was pulling her waist into him, she could feel the hard bulge in his jeans as he pressed up against her, thus turning her on even more. Suddenly she felt Damon's hand slip up the inside of her thigh as he pushed her panties to one side and began massaging her clit.
Elena tried to calm herself down, if she wasn't careful she'd drink too much and she'd kill the girl, but the sensation of the girl's delicious blood warming Elena's veins, right down to her core, combined with the sensation of Damon drinking from her, which was also manifesting itself in her core and Damon massaging her clit was too much. She needed more blood to keep the sensation, she'd never known such bliss, there was a clarity in her head that she'd never felt before. She also felt stronger, more powerful than she usually did. Every nerve in her body was more sensitive, all from the blood of this girl. However, Elena realized that this was a blood high and if she killed the girl she'd regret it. There was more blood on the dance floor, so she pulled away and looked at the girl in the eyes.
"What do you do?" Elena asked the girl.
"I'm training to be a teacher." the girl replied.
"You are going to leave this bar, concentrate on your studies, and make sure you get the best grades, and be the best teacher. You won't go round bars or clubs alone again. You will forget that this ever happened." Elena compelled her.
"I'm going to leave, study hard, graduate and be the best teacher. I will never go to bars or clubs alone again. I will forget this happened." the girl replied blankly as Elena saw Damon bite his wrist and put it to the girl's mouth.
"Drink this and forget about it." he told her as the girl drank his blood before leaving.
"How did I do?" Elena asked as she turned to Damon, however she was stopped in her tracks when she saw the blood on his face, her insides once again became hot with desire and her eyes began to tingle and her fangs elongated.
"Bathroom!" Damon commanded as Elena frowned, holding herself back from pouncing on him.
"Why?" she asked seductively. "I want to lick it off instead." she smiled.
"I was hoping you'd say that." Damon grinned wickedly. "But I've got an idea and the bathroom is the perfect place for us to go to carry it out." he added as he pulled her to a door indicating it was the ladies room.
As it was still fairly early and the band was still playing, the ladies room was empty, so Damon checked the cubicles and found the one that looked the cleanest and pushed Elena inside.
"In here?"Elena asked wide eyed.
"Kind of." Damon replied. "But right now we are waiting." he added.
"What for?" Elena asked frowning.
"Dessert." he whispered as he slowly licked the excess blood from around Elena's mouth, chin and neck, which she'd gotten from whilst feeding from the blonde girl. After he'd cleaned her up, Elena returned the favor or licking her own blood from his face until it was almost clean and they began to kiss. The last remnants of blood mixing in their mouths, turning up their desire.
Their privacy was suddenly disturbed as the bathroom door opened and they heard the voices of two girls talking enter the bathroom, prompting a huge grin to spread over Damon's face. He quickly left the cubicle and locked the main bathroom door so the girls couldn't escape.
"Shut up, don't scream, don't run. We're not going to hurt you." Damon compelled them as they shut up. "I want you to go into the cubicles, do whatever you wanted to do in here, and then wait until I say you can both come out." he instructed them. "No talking, and when you come out, make sure you thoroughly wash your hands." he added with a glint in his eyes as the girls headed inside the cubicles.
"What are you doing?" Elena asked in surprise as Damon suddenly picked her up and sat her on the vanity stand.
"The ultimate test of control." Damon smirked as he opened Elena's legs and stood between them. "But we don't have long." he warned her as he kissed her forcefully and Elena kissed him back with equal passion. The blood from earlier had set her body on fire and she suspected that the girls in the cubicles were next on the menu, a thought that caused her gums to itch with desire as her fangs threatened to elongate, but she knew she had to wait.
Damon got down on his knees and ripped Elena's black lace panties off, stuffing them in his back pocket as he hitched her skirt up and parted her legs. He licked his finger and ran it down her folds, separating them, before followed suit with his tongue.
"Fuck...you taste good." he murmured as he began to massage Elena's clit with his thumb whilst his tongue focused on her entrance and labia for a little longer before he changed tactics and inserted two fingers. "God you're wet." he said huskily as he began pumping her with his fingers and he sucked on Elena's clit with his mouth.
"Oh my god...yes...yes...yes..." Elena moaned as the heat began to pool in her stomach, somewhat heightened by the fresh blood from the vein. Her head was spinning from the blood high whilst her body felt like it was on fire from Damon's actions. "Fuck...Damon...I'm gonna come..." she cried out as suddenly the orgasm ripped through her body causing her to cry out in pleasure. She arched her back and squeezed Damon's head between her thighs as her body first went rigid and then began to shake as the white hot spasms convulsed through her core.
Slowly, Elena's body began to calm down as Damon stood up and kissed her. "Tasty." he grinned as he raised his eyebrows and kissed her again. Deciding that she'd had enough of foreplay and wanted the main course, Elena hurriedly unfastened Damon's belt before pulling it off and tugging on his buttons and zipper, to allow his jeans to pool around his ankles as Elena stroked his hard length through his boxer briefs.
"I want you to fuck me Damon." Elena growled, not caring anymore who saw or heard. At that moment only one thing mattered, and that was having Damon inside of her. Elena pushed Damon's boxer briefs away from his hips as he helped, before kicking his boots off and stepping out of his jeans. Elena pulled his t-shirt over his head and began to kiss his chest, but Damon nudged her so he could remove hers, leaving her clad in just her black lacy bra.
"You'll do." he winked as he wrapped Elena's legs around his waist and slowly pushed himself inside of her, filling her completely, causing her to sigh with pleasure, when suddenly he moved them at vamp-speed, as Elena found she had her back pressed up against the cold tiles, as Damon began thrusting..
This time Damon was more forceful than usual, but not rougher. Because Elena had had human blood from the vein, she was stronger than she usually was, and Damon hadn't fed from the vein for a while so for once her strength was closer to his, allowing him to use more of his vampire strength. Elena moved her hips in unison with his, creating a delicious friction, igniting her core once more.
"Come out and wash hands." Damon commanded to the girls who Elena had completely forgotten about in the cubicles. As they approached the vanity stand, their faces were flush red from what they'd heard and from what they could see Damon and Elena were doing. "Once you've washed them, come here and hold out your wrists." he demanded as Elena realized what his plan was, although she wasn't completely shocked. His plan was devious and kinky, but right now Elena was at her weakest and if she wasn't going to be able to stop, this would be when it would happen. If she could feed whilst Damon was fucking her without draining her girl dry, then she would be safe in the knowledge that she had super control over her bloodlust.
The girls walked over to them after they'd washed and dried their hands whilst she and Damon continued fucking passionately, which Elena had to admit was weird and kinky to have someone seeing them in the act, until a sudden burst of jealousy broke through her like she'd never felt before. These women were seeing Damon naked and she didn't like it.
"You don't look at him." she managed to say between moans to the girls earning her a small smile from Damon who kissed her. The girls held out their wrists as Elena's eyes tingled and her fangs elongated as she bit into the wrist of one girl whilst Damon bit into the wrist of the other.
The moment the blood hit her mouth, everything changed, all that mattered was Damon and blood, nothing else and in that particular order. The blood made her feel like she could do anything, her nerves were on fire, every sensation in her body was even more heightened, including how hot her core was from Damon's thrusting. The girls kept their wrists at Damon and Elena's mouths, whilst they just stared at each other, their bodies joined as one. Elena realized that her orgasm was getting closer and as it got closer, the more she wanted to drink, but she knew she had to stop, so she let the girls wrist drop.
"Back to the cubicle!" she panted as Damon instructed his girl to do the same. Elena took one look at Damon, who's face had droplets of blood at the corner of his mouth and kissed him passionately as he slid his hand between them and began massaging Elena's clit.
"Yes...yes...yes..more..." Elena cried out as Damon thrust harder and she grabbed hold of Damon tightly as she knew she was going to come.
"I'm not going to hold much longer." Damon panted as they kissed once more when Elena's orgasm hit her with a force that could only be likened to a freight train. Her back arched away from the tiles as the spasms ripped through her body, as her body went rigid and she pushed herself back into the wall to feel Damon deeper inside of her. Elena thought she heard a cracking noise but paid it no attention. She dug her fingernails into Damon's shoulders and raked her nails down his back, the smell of his blood hitting her senses forcing her eyes to tingle once again, but she managed to keep it under control as her orgasm milked Damon's length prompting him to spill his seed inside her.
"Elena...fuck!" he cried out, scrunching up his face as his body shuddered with the force of his own orgasm, until they both began to come down from their sexual high and Damon's head dropped into the crook of Elena's neck.
"That was..." Elena started.
"Interesting." Damon interrupted as he looked up at her grinning.
"What?" Elena asked frowning.
"You're hot when you're jealous." he winked and gave her a peck on the lips as she dropped her legs and tapped him playfully on the arm.
"Damon!" she huffed as they both began to put their clothes on at vamp-speed.
"Don't say that wasn't fun." he chuckled.
"I never said it wasn't." Elena said. "I just don't like other women seeing you naked." she said.
"Well then our little experiment worked." Damon announced smugly. "Even with a combination of sexual high and jealousy, you could pull away from the feed." he grinned.
"Did you plan on the jealousy bit?" Elena raised her eyebrow in suspicion.
"Hell no." Damon said. "I never saw that coming." he said in a way which made Elena suspect he was telling the truth.
"You can come out now." Elena called out as the two girls walked back out of the cubicles, only looking at Elena. "You will both leave and forget that this ever happened." she compelled them as they left the bathroom as she noticed the tiles around the area where she and Damon had been were cracked which raised a wry smile on her face.
"What no friendly words for the future?" Damon asked in surprise.
"They should have kept their eyes away from you." Elena folded her arms as Damon's phone rang. Damon took it from his jacket pocket and Stefan's name showed on the screen, so Damon answered it.
"What's up brother?" Damon asked.
"Have you started looking for Katherine yet?" Stefan asked.
"We were going to leave tomorrow morning. I wanted to get some other information first." Damon told him. "Why?" he asked.
"I didn't stop the massacre." Stefan told him hesitantly.
"Oh." Damon replied, as he and Elena exchanged worried glances. "Guess Silas has everything he needs." he sighed.
"Everything but the cure." Stefan said.
"I guess that means we're setting off tonight then." Damon shrugged as he looked up at Elena who nodded sadly.
"You need any help?" Stefan asked.
"No we're fine." Damon replied. "You look after Bonnie, I'll call you from Pennsylvania." he added before hanging up. "You ready?" he asked as he held out his hand for Elena, who took it.
"Let's get Katherine." she replied as they left the bathroom and headed out of the bar, and off to find Katherine and the cure.
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