Author's Note: So sorry for the long update. I had kinda taken a break from writing. But this chapter's a little dirty so WARNING! lol Enjoy
Song Inspiration: "I Remember" - Deadmau5 & Kaskade
-1870 A.D. -
"Monsieur Damon, stop!" Sydney squeaked, giggling as the dark and handsome young man chased her down through the woods. She had been holding her green, ruffled skirt up so that she'd have more room to run away. She did her best to maintain her "human" speed. She wanted to allow him to think he was going to actually catch her. She could hear him pant as he picked up speed. Sydney grinned as she stopped in front the fallen tree branch just before the downward cascade of the hill. She turned to face the on-coming Damon, who grabbed her intending to stop himself. But the two went tumbling over the log and down the hill. She squealed as the two fell over and over one another. The tumble come to halt as they reluctantly reached their destination.
The reservoir just beyond the lock of woods south of the Salvatore home. "Why hello dear Sydney." He smiled as he hovered above her, propping his hands on either side of her. "Now I have had beautiful women fall for me before. But this definitely has to be a first." She smiled. His charm and his scent was intoxicating. Oddly enough he was right, she was beginning to fall for him, she was beginning to hate that he (a normal ordinary fellow) could read her so well. Sydney didn't want to seem so eager to oblige his advances. So as he brushed a small twig out of her hair, she pushed him off her and onto his back.
Damon chuckled as his back hit the grass. Sitting up and brushing grass of her blouse and skirt, she remarked, "Yet I'm certain that you bring every beautiful you meet down to the pond. Possibly using a similar tactics to get them beneath you."
"You have caught me, dear." He smirked, following suit and sitting up and propping his arms up on his knees, looking up at her as she stood and began to look out at the water. The wind gently brushing against her hair. For a silly attempt to make her swoon, this was a very good location. It was beautiful out there at sunset.
"This is quite impressive, monsieur." She exhaled. Damon stood to his feet and walked over behind her. Brushing her hair off of her shoulder, he whispered in her ear. "Not quite as impressive as you are , Miss Sydney." His fingers brushing against her cheeks as they began to flush pink on her tanned skin. "I hope you don't mind me. I wanted to bring you here so we could have some time alone. With our families occupying the house, there is absolutely no way I can have my way with you..."
It was very rare that Sydney let anyone breakthrough that personal barrier. But his breath against the nape of her neck was a small start at breaking it down. She bit her lip then sighed. Sydney turned toward Damon and said, "Hm. What makes you think that I want you to have your way with me?" Both hands on her cheeks, he places the smallest kiss on her full, succulent lips. Their sweet embrace would have been great if Sydney hadn't pulled away afterward. She shoved Damon away from her proclaiming, "Monsieur Salvatore, I am not that kind of lady!"
Damon frowned. He hadn't meant to offend her. "I'm sorry, Miss Sydney. I didn't mean to-" His words were broken off by the embrace of her lips. More forceful and definitely more passionate. Damon's firm, pouty lips made his kisses as irresistible as a an ultra rare steak. She pulled him down into her as they fell into the grass covered knoll. "I shouldn't be kissing you like this." She panted breaking the kiss. "My mama would have a fit if I were kissing anyone other than my husband."
His hands found themselves under her skirt and traveling up her thighs. "What mother doesn't know isn't going to hurt her now is it?" Damon began tugging her drawers down, he pulled off and tossed them somewhere in the reservoir. He pressed a thumb into her folds and began gently massaging her sensitive nub. She gasping for air, her moans were soon swallowed by his kiss. She wanted to maintain control but slowly found herself slipping and forgetting what role she was playing for now. Damon's long fingers soon wiggled their way inside her warm core and she began losing control of herself; her hips gyrating, Sydney was grinding on top of Damon's fingers. He closed his eyes briefly imagining her grinding herself on his cock.
He whimpered as he kissed the nape of her neck. Her sweet cries as he felt her began to climax were music to his ears. That came to a screeching halt as he realized he was now on his back, she was straddling him, and her hands on his chest pinning him down with an unbelievable amount of pressure. She leaned down to kiss him, this time her kiss was rather ravenous. "OW!" Damon yelped and began pushing her away. Sydney had lost control, she looked at him Damon wiped his now bloody mouth. Oh my lord, I bit him. She thought.
"Oh my... I'm so sorry Monsieur." She panicked, "I must go. I will see you in the morning." Sydney crawled away from him and ran for the woods. She had to get away from Damon and from the Salvatore manor as quickly as she could. Damon ran after her, calling for her to come back, however Sydney had gotten a decent head start ahead of him. Passing tree after tree, she seemed to disappear. He stopped when he saw the cloth of her skirt followed by her blood stained blouse. He picked her clothes, very confused.
It was nearly midnight when Alice heard the pounding and scratching at the front door. She grabbed a lantern and headed downstairs. She opened the door and come face to face with a pair of huge, haunting blue eyes. It was a wolf standing on it's hind legs. With it's jet black fur, it let itself inside the home and headed straight upstairs. Alice closed the door behind it, a bit of a scowl on her face. The wolf ran into one of the bedroom, Alice heard it kick the door shut. Immediately after there was a muffled howl followed by a louder muffled moan.
Alice walked to the bottom of the stairs and called out to her. "Sydney, honey?" The door opened up and out walked a naked Sydney, wrapped in a white bed sheet, blood dripping out the side of her mouth. She stood before the top of the staircase and sighed.
"Everything alright?" Alice asked, arms crossed.
Sydney frustrated by the events leading up to this moment, shook her head. "There's a body back behind the house." Alice growled. "What in god's name happened this time?!" Sydney ignoring Alice's obvious displeasure in her actions. She headed straight for the wine cabinet and grabbed the first bottle she could see. Popping the cork with her teeth, she began guzzling down the tangy nectar. "I need Joseph and Levi to take care of it for me. I've had a long night." She snorted nonchalantly. Alice was disgusted with her general disregard for any of her actions.
"I can't believe you, Sydney. This is makes the third body this month. The full moon is not for another week. The town is starting to notice. three people don't just vanish in four weeks time." Sydney sat down on the chaise that sat to the right of wine cabinet. She shook her head.
"Does it look like I give a damn about these wretched people disappearing? Half of them deserve what they have gotten. Unfortunately for this one, he made the mistake of being at the wrong place at the wrong time when he watched me shift." She spat, guzzling down more wine.
Alice paced back and forth. "I get it, you had to get rid of the guy without raising suspicion. But it's a little ironic that the same reason you killed that man is cause the same unwanted attention that we don't need? You have to calm your-"
Sydney cut her off, "I pounced on Damon Salvatore... bit him actually." Alice did a double take. She was about to have a fit when Sydney cut her off again and responded with, "Before you begin to lecture me on what a dunce I have been, it was an accident. We were being more intimate than I had planned. He put his hand up my dress and lost all control of myself. I really like him. I enjoy his company. I truly believe he could be my mate, but I scare myself around him..."
"You are afraid you'll hurt him." Alice said, placing her hand on Sydney's cheek, wiping away the tears forming in her eyes.
Sydney's voice cracked, "I'm afraid I'll kill him..."
-2011 A.D.-
The sun shined on her tanned cheeks, waking her. Sydney's dark blue eyes opened to welcome in the sunlight. Completely nude, she began to stand and take in all it's beauty as it shone through the treetops. She heard a rustle of pine needles and leaves beneath her caught her attention. She looked down to see bundle of red hair and bare peachy skin stretching out next to ripped up bear carcass.
It was like this on every full moon. They couldn't control their shifting any more than modern day wolves. However the next morning was so relaxing, almost euphoric. A full belly and hours of running through the woods was all a bitch needed to make herself feel better. Bloody smiles were exchanged between the two. The silence broken when Alice asked, "You think people gonna believe that bear died of natural causes?" They laughed.
"I'm just glad there weren't any people out here." Sydney said as the began tossing what was left of the carcass over a nearby cliff. Alice, following suit and throwing the remains over, nodded in agreement. "So I spoke with Arlene after I left the school. She said she can't wait for us to move in with her. She can't wait to hang out like back in the good old days. "
Sydney chuckled, "Oh back during my 25th stint in a college senior. That crazy old slut."
"Well technically, you're the old one. She's just the slut." Sydney cocked an eyebrow at her before Alice laughed, "What? I'm sure the thousand year age difference kind of got you there by default." Sydney growled at her as Alice let out a small chuckle.
"Whatever. We have a place to stay now. Let's get there before anyone comes out here and finds two naked weirdos chucking animal parts into a bottomless abyss." Sydney stated tossing off the the last bear foot. Alice nodded and the two raced back to the Shelby. Sydney was dying to get the blood and bits out of her hair.