Chapter 14
Just A Little Bit Of Compulsion
The next day Damon and Rose awoke to Stefan's voice.
"Damon have you seen my jacket?" Rose grumbled and pulled the pillow over her head while Damon yawned. Stefan opened the door. "Damon are you awa- YAAAAHHH!" Stefan turned bright red before slamming the door shut again.
Damon smirked. "I knew he'd freak."
Rose groaned. "What is his problem?"
"Would you like a list?" Damon got up and got dressed while Rose went back to sleep.
Later that day Elena called and asked for him to come over to her place. He obliged warily, remembering what had happened last night. As soon as he got there Elena pulled him inside.
"Damon... I am so, so, sorry about what I said last night. It was really mean. I know it hurt you..."
Damon shrugged. "Yeah well, you were probably right."
"You are getting better Damon, you really are. I can see how much you're trying. I really can."
"But?"
"You still need to work on the no killing thing."
Damon nodded and sighed. "Yeah, I gotcha. It's just kind of hard to change the habits that you've kept for over a century."
"I know."
"You know... you always punish me when I do something wrong." Damon's eyelids went up and down in that flirtatious way of his.
"What are you getting at?" Elena looked a little worried.
"You don't really think I'll let you get off scot free do you Elena? Since you hurt my feelings so badly and all?"
Elena backed up. "Now wait a minute..." Using his vampire speed, Damon suddenly had her necklace off and in his hand, dangling from his fingers. "Damon!"
Too late. He looked her in the eyes and had her. He smirked and took out his cell phone, pointing it at her and pressed record. "Elena, quack like a duck."
"Quack!"
"Now bark like a dog."
"Arf! Arf!"
"Now look like a fan girl and say, Damon Salvatore is the sexiest man in the world."
Elena became starry eyed. "Damon Salvatore is just the sexiest man in the whole wide world!"
"Yeah, that's good." He stopped recording. "And... send. The others should get a kick out of this." He let Elena off the compulsion.
"Wha- Damon! That was so not funny!"
"Yeah it so was!" He gave her a crap eating grin and tossed her the necklace.
Elena just managed to catch it and put it back on. "You're still in trouble for going after Tyler." She scowled at him.
Damon lost the grin. "Nuts..."
Damon was really getting tired of being in this position over a kitchen table. Once again here he was, pants down, and Elena ready to whale on him. At least she wasn't using the belt this time. He felt her hair brush land hard.
"Ow! Wasn't you hurting my feelings enough? You have to add injury to insult too?"
"Well talking never seems to really get through to you Damon, hurt feelings or not." Whap!
"Ow! You're sooo mean."
"I'm mean? Oh I'll show you mean." WHA CRAAACK!
"YEOW! That one really hurt!" He turned his head to see Elena blinking at her brush which was now just barely hanging from the handle.
"You broke my brush."
"Uh excuse me, I broke your brush? You were the one slamming it against my butt. You broke it."
Elena rolled her eyes. "Get up. If you do something like this again, I'll order a paddle online or something I swear."
"Getting kinky aren't you Elena?" He stood up and redressed.
Elena just groaned. "You need serious help. Will you just go home?"
Damon snickered all the way back to the boarding house.
To Be Continued...
