I do not own TVD or TO. This chapter kind of came out of nowhere if I'm honest with you because I started and intended to cut to another scene when I just kept going.

This is the warning for SMUT. Elena without her humanity has no sense of modesty or decency and as she said in the show she wants what she wants and she takes what she wants. So I sort of explored that side of things in more detail then I originally meant to.

Seriously y'all the smut is smutty and dirtier than I've ever written and if you don't like then skip to the first line break.

There... you have been sufficiently warned of the adult content.

Three inch heels; she had never felt confident enough to wear them before, but now she strode across the edge of the dancefloor with ease. She could feel the eyes on her from several corners of the room; they ran up her long legs towards her face and lingered on several areas in between.

It was by design. She had deliberately worn the sexiest clothes from her admittedly lackluster wardrobe: black skinny jeans, a plunging red tank, and the red three inch heels that she was certain once belonged to Caroline. They were hers now.

The best way to attract her food was to look like prey, and she looked like an all-you-could-eat-buffet. She made a mental note to upgrade her wardrobe the next day, or maybe the day after.

She might be busy for the next few days. Her eyes locked on the bar and the people milling about its sticky surface.

"I'll have one red headed slut," she flashed the bartender a smirk. Elena's eyes darted to the slim woman on her right. She winked and allowed her eyes to dart down; she could see the freckles vanishing under the woman's shimmering top.

"I'll need to see some ID."

Her head whipped back around to the bartender. Meeting his pale blue eyes her pupils dilated slightly.

"No, you don't," her lips remained in a smirk.

He set to work fixing the drink: cranberry juice, peach snapps and Jägermeister.

"That'll be…"

"Free?" Elena tilted her head.

"On the house," he slid the shot across the bar.

Elena lifted the glass to her lips and downed the shot.

"Woo," she cheered. The alcohol burned on the path down her throat, and for one brief moment she knew the haze of a buzz but then her advanced healing kicked in. She'd probably have to down half the bottle before getting truly tipsy, but that didn't mean she couldn't act it.

She reached out and placed a friendly hand on the woman's freckled arm. Leaning in she giggled and whispered conspiratorially.

"I love red headed sluts," her finger trailed up the other woman's arm, "but they're gone so quickly." She heard her heart skip a beat and recognized the telltale smell of lust fueling her blood. She wondered how the emotion would change the taste of the life giving liquid. "Do you know where I could find another?"

"I might have an idea," she shivered and looked Elena over slowly.

Elena ran her finger down the smooth flesh teasing the sensitive skin before grasping the slim fingers and tugging the girl onto the dancefloor.

The moment they began dancing Elena felt more eyes find them. Nothing drew the male gaze like two women grinding on each other in the middle of a crowded club.

Elena's hands slid down around her rolling hips and leaned closer to whisper in her ear.

"What's your name?" She didn't really care, but she wanted to ensure the woman knew she was talking to her.

"Ava."

"Well Ava," Elena leaned back and met her twinkling blue eyes, "no matter what happens tonight between us I want you to stay quiet; don't scream. And if you decide you've enjoyed yourself you can come back tomorrow night."

The poor little lamb nodded eagerly thinking she'd be making noise for another reason. Elena suspected Ava had a submissive side. She took the red head's hand and spun her around to pull her flush against her chest.

Elena heard the softest of moans from the other girl. Her hands slid down the flat stomach as they twisted together sinuously. One slipped beneath the shimmery material to tease toned skin as the other moved back up and held Ava's slim throat.

She began laying kisses on the skin before her. She licked and nipped the shell of Ava's ear while her fingers dipped lower beneath the mini skirt and into the scrap of lace that made up her underwear. Damon and Stefan both had trouble finding the sensitive little nub but she located it in a jiffy.

Bodies pressed in on them from every side blocking them from view. Through the tangle of limbs nobody could see what she was really doing to the red head.

"Do you like this?" Elena scraped Ava's clit with her nail.

Ava nodded in response since she wasn't allowed to speak. Her reward was for Elena to firmly circle the swollen nub.

Elena's long fingers dipped into the other girl's pussy and pumped. She smirked on finding her to be dripping wet; it was enough to send a flood of arousal to her panties.

"Are you someone who likes getting caught, Ava?" Elena whispered in the girl's ear and chuckled darkly when she shook her head. "Don't lie to me slut."

Ava turned her shake to a nod and shuddered when Elena began toying with her clit again.

Years of playing with herself and the knowledge that Ava liked the thought of being caught in public allowed her anonymous lover to push her to the edge quickly. Elena dipped her fingers beneath the neckline of Ava's top and tweaked her braless nipple; she played with the sensitive bud and swollen clit until Ava was strung up high.

Elena could feel the tension in the girl's body and dropped her lips to Ava's neck. They had long since stopped dancing allowing the other bodies in the club to push against them as they were locked together on the floor.

Her lips teased Ava's fluttering pulse. She slipped her fingers into the sopping wet cunt and pressed firmly on Ava's g-spot while furiously flicking her clit.

The moment her walls fluttered Elena began pumping at vampire speed to prolong the red head's earthshattering orgasm and sank her teeth into Ava's neck.

Elena moaned at the glorious flavor that flowed through her mouth and down into her stomach. It was hot and spicy. Elena decided she liked lust fueled blood; it fueled her own lust.

She pulled her teeth free and licked the trail of blood until only the teeth marks remained on the smooth throat.

Ava lifted her hand slowly to hold her neck and gasped as Elena pulled her fingers free of her wet folds.

The brunette released the red head's body and slid between the writhing bodies before Ava could turn around and ask. Later she would look at the marks in the mirror and feel a fresh wave of arousal while wondering what had actually occurred on the dance floor and why she felt so light headed.

Elena smirked when hands grasped her hips from behind and she felt a hard cock grinding against her ass.

"That was hot," a husky voice breathed in her ear.

She contemplated breaking the man's wrists but then he ground into her behind again. With a coy smile she glanced over her shoulder and pulled the man off the floor into a dark corner.

"It was wasn't it?" She purred and ran her hand down his hard chest. She could feel the well-defined muscles of his abs quiver beneath her fingertips; this was going to be fun. "But you know what the problem is?"

He shook his head and held his breath.

"Now I'm all hot and bothered," she unfastened his tight jeans, "and you are too." She freed his hard cock and pumped him with her right hand; her fingers and palm were still covered in Ava's juices so he was quickly lubed up and ready for what she had in mind. "Do you think we could help each other out?"

Elena tilted her head to give him access to her throat when he leant down. She hummed and pumped his cock slowly as his lips worked quickly to the tops of her breasts.

He pulled her tank down until the tips of her nipples were exposed and bit roughly tugging the hard pebbles with his teeth.

Elena used her free hand to press him firmly to her supple flesh and moaned wantonly; she had always liked it a little rough and he was tugging on her sensitive nipples, only a vampire could have been rougher.

She almost admired his forwardness when he pushed her into the darkest corner against a wall.

"You like it rough, slut?"

"Let's not forget who's in charge here," Elena squeezed his cock until he hissed in pain.

"Yes, ma'am," he thrust into her palm.

"Good," Elena swiped her thumb over the tip and spread his pre-cum around his head. "Now that we've established that I'll tell you: I do like it rough. I want you to fuck me hard and fast right here in this corner. What do you think of that?"

She didn't bother with compulsion since she had him right where she wanted him. His quick nod told her he would do whatever she said.

"Marvelous," she released his shaft, licked her palm and returned to pumping him. She added a little twist in her wrist that drove him wild. "Do you know why I'm getting you nice and wet?" She met his lidded eyes when he shook his head.

"Because…" she let him go and unfastened her jeans. "I…" she began to shimmy her hips and spin around, "… want you…" her panties slipped down to expose her firm cheeks, "… to fuck me…" she grabbed the flawless flesh and pulled exposing her puckered hole, "… right here."

She looked back over her shoulder and spoke loud enough for him to hear.

"Do you want to fuck my tight little asshole?" She moaned when his dick ran through her folds and circled her clit. The gasp that fell from her lips was surprised when he thrust into her dripping cunt and fucked her hard twice. "Are you telling me that you're a guy who doesn't fantasize about bending a girl over and shoving your prick in her ass?"

"No," he pulled his dick free with a grunt and ensured he was concealing her body, "I just wanted a little more lube." His fingers prodded her puckered hole stretching the ring of muscle slightly.

His preparation was hardly necessary or worthwhile since the muscle sprang back when he moved his hands to grasp her hips. Elena relaxed the muscle when he lined himself up and rocked back as he pushed forward with a hard thrust.

The pounding music drowned out their voices. Only a vampire could have heard them over the thumping bass.

"Oh… fuck me," she cried out and fell forward to hug the wall. He had pressed two inches of his dick in her tight ass and at first it hurt, but by the time he was buried in her darkest passage her vampire healing had kicked in and she felt nothing but pleasure.

"I intend to," he moaned into her ear. His hot breath fanned over her neck and made her shudder.

"Fuck my slutty little asshole," she turned her neck and breathed raggedly. Her breath caught when he pressed his mouth firmly to hers and thrust his tongue in and out imitating the quick motion of his dick that was rocking into her as fast as he was capable of going; his balls slapping her cunt with each snap of his hips.

She pressed her forehead to the wall and moaned when he released her lips. The old Elena would have never admitted to enjoying this, but the new Elena the one without emotions was a slave to her own body. She wanted what she wanted and she would take it when she wanted it where she wanted it.

Her back arched into him as he fucked up into her ass at a glorious pace. His fingers dug into the flesh of her hips and pulled her down harder every time he buried himself in her. She hadn't looked before but she knew he had to be big as he was reaching deep into her bowels.

She slid her hands up and down her body. Her deft fingers pressed firmly against her clit and pinched her hard nipple. She worked herself to her orgasm. If only her lover were a tad bit stronger his dick alone would have done the job but she found herself in need of a bit more.

A few minutes later she screamed as she came. Her juices squirted out to coat his balls and the top of his jeans.

He groaned as a tingle began at the base of his spine and bent forward to breathe hotly against her ear.

"I'm gonna come," he grunted and thrust into her ass hard. "Where do you want me to?"

Elena straightened her spine and pushed him back with her hands. She spun around and looked this way and that before smirking and dropping to her knees. She met his eyes and wrapped her full lips around the tip of his dick.

She was immediately greeted with the combined taste of him and her. The flavor of her pussy was well known since she had often blown Stefan after he made her cum. The taste of her ass was different, but the further down his shaft she went the more she enjoyed it; it was getting her worked up again.

She bobbed her head up and down quickly and swallowed his cum when he blew his load in her warm, wet mouth. A small amount of him dripped from the corner of her lip and down her chin as she stood up.

"That was fun," she kissed him soundly and buried her tongue in his mouth. "Would you care to join me back at my hotel for some more?" She tucked him back into his jeans and pouted. "My poor pussy feels neglected after you fucked my ass so well."

The next morning Elena sent Daniel on his way after healing him. He had plowed all of her holes and deposited several large loads of cum during the course of the night and then licked her clean. She had bitten him and nearly drained him when he was at the peak of his arousal several times.

The only thing that kept her from killing him was the knowledge that the club was an excellent place to find a quick meal and someone would track the missing person back to there. Besides: why do away with part of her supply when she might call him up again? She'd taken his number in case.

After all, he was good in bed.

"Did you find her yet?"

Bonnie rolled her eyes and returned to her map of the country. She really had no desire to help Damon but she knew he was right. They had to find Elena before she did something she would regret the moment her humanity came back on.

"What's your plan for making her flip the switch?" Bonnie glanced up from her spell.

"There are a lot of ways," Stefan toyed with a bundle of sage. "We'll start by trying to reason with her."

"And if that doesn't work?" Bonnie pushed her hair back behind her ears.

"We'll try to summon some emotion," Damon crossed his arms. "If one leaks through the block of ice they all follow."

"Let's hope it doesn't come to that," Bonnie scribbled down an address and stood up.

"She hates being manipulated," Jeremy took the keys. He cast Bonnie a sideways look. "Why'd you tell them anyway?"

"I was yelling at Damon when you called," Bonnie sighed.

"About?" Jeremy cocked an eyebrow.

"Elena," Damon pulled the door shut and followed towards the car. "Judgey here went and told her about the way to break the sire bond after I told her."

"You should have just done it," Bonnie snapped when they were in the car. "You knew, before Elena realized she was sired to you, how to break it."

"You what?" Jeremy spun around.

"I recognize that I screwed up," Damon rolled his eyes. He didn't sound in the least remorseful. "But I couldn't do that to Elena."

"Couldn't or wouldn't?" Bonnie rolled her eyes.

Jeremy choked down his anger and looked at his ex-girlfriend.

"Why are they here now?"

"Because…" Bonnie hesitated before meeting his eyes, "… I don't know the first thing about getting a vampire to turn their humanity back on and they do."

What do you think?

I didn't have her compel anyone for a reason because even without emotions she doesn't think she needs compulsion for this. The combination of alcohol and hormones are more than enough for her to get what she wants.