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Chapter 6

Before she could take her next breath, she found herself thrown back onto a bed with a thump, and she was looking up at a ceiling she looked down and he was between her legs, and even before she could prepare herself for it, his lips found her and made her lose control.

She no longer had any say over her body's movements and responses to him. She was at the mercy of his mouth on the most intimate part of her body, and his fingers in her. The sounds from her lips echoed in the room, and when she couldn't wait any longer, she tugged at his shoulder, and he listened, he crawled up to her, she cradled his hips between her legs, those beautiful, sexy, delicious long legs that went on for miles, and as she drew his face closer to her to taste herself on his lips, she reached down to stroke him on, to feel for herself how hard he was for her.

He hadn't realized until then how much he'd been craving that friction, that touch of her hand on his manhood. The way she knew how to work him, her thumb moved across his tip, smearing the juices forming there, and before he knew it, she was lining him up against her entrance, he teased further by rubbing up against her clit.

"Fuck! Damon!"

"Yea... that's exactly what I intend to do"

And he entered her with one quick motion, letting himself in, to the hilt. She was breathing so hard, he could feel her heart thrumming, he could hear it's erratic beating, he could smell the sweet blood in her, running through her veins, he was doing everything he could from stopping himself from needing to taste her blood himself. He wanted to taste all of her.

And right now, as they both took a moment to adjust to each other, connected in the most intimate way a man and woman could, they saw the end in each other's eyes, they saw that what they were doing was to attain pure release and it was so close right now.

She kissed him hard, and he started moving slowly in her, leaving her breathless. She met him thrust for thrust, watching the planes of his face, the way he was concentrating on her eyes. She, however, was finding it harder to focus. It had been a long while since she'd done this, and hell, it felt good, she let her hands wander on his back, urging him on, mewling and moaning and groaning with him, encouraging him to lose all control with her, and he did exactly that.

He was strong and he knew what to do to heighten her pleasure, to bring her to a place where she could lose herself, and be allowed a moment of utter ecstasy.

Before they knew it, skin slapped against skin, fists tightened in his hair, lips clashed and hips ground together erotically, until... until finally, she found her release, clenching around him, spasming around his strong hard member, and bringing him there with her, both coming hard and fast.

He hadn't even realized it until he heard that strangled cry of pleasure from her lips. His teeth were biting into the skin on her neck while he came. For some reason, even he couldn't understand why, he hadn't bitten hard enough to draw blood, just enough to make her go crazy, just enough for him to feel the rush of her blood under her skin, move in a frenzied motion, hot and sweet in her veins. It heightened the pleasure for both of them, the feeling that her entire body was conspiring with him to make this one memorable night.

and as the room echoed their sounds of pleasure, two broken hearts found some kind of solace and refuge in a human act of love, something they did out of respect for the others' torment and suffering, something to bring at least materialistic comfort, if not the actual comfort they're souls needed.

And in those moments, the universe and its cruel ways could go screw itself, because right now, it didn't matter what the universe had taken away from them. Right now, it was about forgetting that the universe existed to give or take from them. It was about allowing yourself to find a hideaway place form the universe and showing it that it is possible to run away from it for a while.

As he lay spent over her, he could hear too much at once. Her breathing, her heart beat, and then there were voices in his head trying to say something to him, but he closed it off and let himself surrender to sleep. He'd deal with everything else later. He surely had left her speechless.

Damon opened his eyes to find he was alone. He looked at the alarm clock on his bedside table. It was 5 am. He turned himself and found Kate Beckett sitting the sofa chair in his room, sipping on coffee, clad in her clothes from last night. He sat up and said "Don't feel guilty about last night"

She smiled sadly and said "I'm not feeling guilty."

"Good" he said. "And I'm glad you didn't leave" he added.

"I thought I'd say goodbye to you before leaving" she said.

He nodded. "Let me drive you back to the city?"

"Okay" she said and he got out of bed and got dressed.

As they went about getting ready to leave, things weren't awkward at all. It was comfortable between them because they had an understanding. They got what they came for, and it felt good. But they needed to return to their lives and move on.

As he drove her back to city, she said "Thank you."

He looked at her.

"Thank you for last night. It helped" she continued.

He nodded. "Last night was pretty good for me too." They smiled and that's all the exchange they needed between them. He stopped the car right in front of her apartment building and said.

"This is your place?"

"Yes... I would have called you upstairs, I know you didn't have anything to eat before we left…but I'm actually late for a breakfast date with my daughter"

"You have a daughter?" he asked with amusement.

"My fiancé's daughter"

He looked impressed. "She's lucky to have you"

Kate smiled. But in the back of her mind, she couldn't help but wonder how weak she would look to Alexis if she knew about her little escapade last night. She tried to push the thought away. She took off her seat belt and just before leaving she looked at him and said

"Damon, your ex-girlfriend Elena, she's really missing out. She could have been happy with you, you're a good man, so don't let this bring you down."

"You know it isn't that easy detective." Kate understood. She did.

"But Thank you" he said "And for the record, I know that wherever your fiancé is, he probably misses you a lot. I can see why he loves you."

Kate smiled. She gave him an acknowledging nod and got out of the car, and never looked back. She heard him drive away and hoped for the best for him.

Last night may have been a weak moment for her, but it was what they both needed. They needed it to remind them, that however strong they believe they are, it's okay to fall sometimes, it's okay to seek comfort. It's okay to be weak when the only thing that was keeping you strong had been stolen away from you.

It's okay to do something against the universe's will, something as wild and dangerous as having sex with a vampire. Because really, the universe is merely someone we can put all the blame on, someone we can curse, someone we can hold responsible for the hurt and loss we experience. In the end, we need to find our own ways to cope, and deal with our emotions.

And even before Damon hit the acceleration, he looked at the woman who had given him great company last night, a woman so respectable and bright, that he hated to see her so torn apart for her fiancé. The last thing he wanted was for her to ever feel she had done the wrong thing last night. She may not say it now, but somewhere during the day, he knew it would all sink in to her, and she'd hate herself for it. So Damon did what he does best.

He compelled her to forget.

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