Try That Again
Damon/Alaric one-shot, takes place after Season 2. Not related to my other stories.
Damon knows he's been healing just fine. The ugly wound on his arm is no longer there and he hasn't felt dizzy or weak in days.
What he doesn't know though is whether or not he's strong enough to compel someone yet. He hasn't had the chance to try because so far the only human that's been around has been Elena. And of course she's wearing her necklace all the time, so…
There's a knock on the front door and Damon's face lights up when he recognizes the heartbeat.
'Perfect timing,' he thinks and rises from his seat. 'Just the guinea-pig I was looking for.'
Damon opens the door with a smile and before Alaric can utter so much as a 'Hey' he's being pulled over the threshold by his shirtfront.
"Are you on vervain?" Damon pushes Ric's body against the wall and leans close to his stunned face.
"What? Ugh," Ric frowns confused. "How…?"
He doesn't try to move away but throws a pointed look down to Damon's hands that are still clasping his shirt. Damon lets go but doesn't take a step back.
"Actually, no. I've run out of vervain," Ric shrugs when it's clear that Damon's still waiting for an answer. "That's what I came to talk to you about. I took the last I had yesterday morning, so I was wondering if you have…"
Damon's smile becomes positively lecherous and Alaric stops confused. His heart skips a beat – not out of fear, he 's refused to be afraid of Damon a long time ago – and he knows Damon can hear it.
"So you're all vervain-free?" Damon's voice is low, seductive.
Alaric gulps. "Yeah. Damon, what…?"
"Relax, I'm not gonna hurt you," Damon places both hands on Ric's shoulders. "I just need to try something." He lets his gaze slowly glide from Ric's face down to his neck and back up again.
"Damon,"
"Shhht, no talking," he shushes him and is pleased when Alaric's mouth shuts immediately.
'Seems like it's working.' Damon briefly contemplates leaving it at that but then again… a bit more proof won't hurt, right? But what kind of proof is best? What secret can he pull out of Alaric's nose?
Damon meant what he said earlier, he's not gonna hurt Ric. And on some level Ric seems to get that because he's not struggling to get out of Damon's grasp. He's just a teensy bit nervous, if his racing heartbeat is any indication.
"Now," Damon locks his eyes on Ric's and lets his compulsion work. "I want you to tell me…" But then Damon shakes his head. Something better just came to his mind.
"No, Ric. I want you…" Damon leans closer until their noses almost touch, "to want to kiss me."
"I do," Ric promptly replies, voice hoarse all of a sudden. His eyes fly down to Damon's smirking lips.
Damon licks his lips. "Then do it. Kiss me, Ric."
He has barely finished the words when Ric's mouth crashes down on his. His bottom lip is sucked into a scorching heat and Damon has to suppress a surprised gasp. Damn, the teacher is good at this! Damon presses his body closer to Ric's and his hands hold on to the strong shoulders as if his life depends on it. Damon can feel Ric's hands come up to roam over his back and he can't help it. He lets out a low growl and pushes his hips forward into Ric's groin once or twice before he finally pulls away with a start.
Damon looks at Ric – he's wide-eyed and panting and his hands are still fastened around Damon's waist – and lets out a pleased snort.
"Okay, looks like my compulsion is working just fine," Damon states and steps out of Ric's arms. Or, well, he tries to but the other man's hands suddenly tighten.
"Ugh, no," Ric clears his throat. His eyes never leave Damon's. "You didn't compel me."
"What?" Damon's face shows nothing but confusion. "But you just… ugh, in case you hadn't noticed, Ric. You just kissed me."
"I know."
"And you're saying…" Damon's eyes narrow.
"You didn't make me do anything I didn't want to," Alaric shrugs. A small smile hushes over his face. "In fact, I don't think there's anything that you'd have to make me do. But, if you don't believe me, feel free to try that again though."
Damon stares at him, speechless for a second or two, before he leans in to do just that.
And soon enough he realizes that Ric's right, there's actually nothing that Damon has to compel him to do.
The End