Walking into the exterior part of the tomb, Damon tosses the rabbit through the open doorway and watches as Katherine grabs it and drains it dry.
"Did you enjoy that?" he asks smirking as he takes a seat leaning back against the wall. "It only seems like yesterday that you were feasting on people blood. Now, you've acquired the Stefan diet of eating bunnies." he quips
"Why are you here Damon?" she asks, looking dirty and the most disheveled that he had ever seen her.
"Nostalgia? Penance? Torture? You choose one. You've always enjoyed effecting my choices anyway."
"Ok. Nostalgia." Katherine responds, thinking that was were she would get the most response from him, and maybe manipulate his feelings for her again.
"So you want me to talk about our sick little threesome. Where you basically fucked me and my brother, without each other knowing, promising me eternity with you, and all the while planning your escape?" He explodes, his deep, angry voice bouncing off the tomb walls and echoing back to them. "Or maybe the fact that you never loved me? That it was my baby brother, Stefan, that you truly wanted?"
"Ok, maybe nostalgia was the wrong choice," She responds, annoyed that her plan had backfired, "What about penance? What penance are you paying, Damon?" Katherine asks him, standing and tapping her chin with her index finger. "Trying to make up for your past sins against your brother? Trying to prove that you could be good enough for Elena, but knowing that no matter how hard you try, you're still going to fail?
"How about what's torturing you? It's them, isn't it? being in the same house with you, and you getting to hear all their whisperings, the lingering stares and touches or maybe you heard a lot more than that. Do they know that you sit in the dark, listening to their most intimate moments?" She finished with an evil, yet lovely, smirk on her face.
Damon's ice blue eyes gave him away, just for a second, before he could control them. They flashed hurt, then he quickly recovered it with a smirk. "I was home tonight and I just couldn't resist listening to them. They don't hold back anything from each other, you know. 'Oh Stefan. God, you're amazing. Yes, kiss me there.' 'Elena, you taste incredible.' It reminds me of being in bed with you 145 years ago. Did you teach him that too? I know what you wanted from me and I guess you taught both of us how to please you. And now he's using all those skills on her." His eyes flashed at her in sadistic enjoyment when he saw the look of pain flash across her face before she fixed him with a cold stare, "Hurts doesn't it? But I have more experience than my brother. I've lost count of all the woman that I've had. I could pleasure her in ways she can't even imagine."
She smirked seductively, "Hmm. I'd like to give it another go... For old time's sake." She moved away from the door way to make room for Damon.
He rolled his eyes and crossed his arms over his chest, "Yeah, that's never going to happen, as I said before, I rather poke my eyes out."
"Fine. It makes no difference to me. It's not like I actually care what you've done. Or who you've done." She said icily before she continued in the same tone, "But you'll never get that chance with her. Will you?" She smirked again. "That's part of the torture. You know it will never be you, and yet you can't leave. You still have to stay and protect what you can never have.
"Why do you even do it, Damon? It's not you and it will never be you. It's not who you are. You haven't been that person for over one hundred and forty five years. And it's much too late for you to change now."
"Well, you'll never get the chance either, will you, Kat? She's sweet, kind, loving, and most of all good. You've never been any of those things, except when it fit the role you were playing. And Stefan's all about his girl being a goody two shoes like him," He remarked sarcastically.
She looked thoughtful for a moment before she spoke in a slightly seductive voice. "Maybe I can… Maybe we both can have what we want... If you decide to help me."