When Damon and I arrived at the school there were already students everywhere running around in costumes.
"Rora?" Lena's voice asked from behind me.
"Hi!" I said running up and hugging her. She looked lovely in her medieval dress.
"Damon?" Stefan asked. I giggled. "What are you doing here?"
"Partying," Damon said grinning and showing his fangs. I saw Elena cringe. She knew! Good.
"How did you do it Aurora?" Stefan asked.
"Do what?" I asked.
"Get him to act normal?" Stefan asked. I bit my lip and looked at Damon from under my eyelashes. We shared a long, intimate look. Stefan looked suddenly embarrassed for asking the question, and Elena looked shocked.
"Rora, can I talk to you?" She asked taking my arm and dragging me to the side.
"Yes?" I asked.
"What are you doing?" She asked.
"What do you mean?" I looked at her with curious eyes.
"This is Damon Salvatore!" Elena said. "He has been torturing Stefan for decades! He is dangerous and using you."
"Elena, have I ever given you a reason not to trust me?" I asked. She shook her head. "Everything is fine."
"Just last week you were telling me about how you never wanted to be with a guy again, until you were sure how you felt," Elena said. "It seems sort of soon to be jumping into the sack with him."
"Wait, what?" I asked. "Damon and I aren't sleeping together," I said, although the thought had crossed my mind more than once, today.
"Rora, I hope you know what you are doing," Elena said.
"She does," Damon's deep voice purred from behind Elena.
"Were you listening?" Elena asked. Damon gave an innocent look.
"Lena, I know you worry about me, but, things are different now," I said trying to assure her I was okay. She didn't look convinced. Bonnie appeared suddenly looking happy dressed as a witch.
"Hey you two, we were wondering when you'd show up," She said hugging us both. "What's wrong?" She asked feeling the tension.
"Nothing," Elena and I said together. Bonnie nodded, not convinced, but she dropped it.
My entire body went rigid suddenly.
"Rora, are you alright?" Damon asked taking my arms.
"Something's not right," I said.
"What is it, what's wrong?" Damon asked.
"Jeremy, where is Jeremy?" I asked.
"He just left with Vicky," Bonnie said.
"We have to find them," I said.
"Rora, what are you talking about?" Elena asked.
"Jeremy is in trouble," I said.
"How do you know?" Elena asked.
"I don't know, I just do!" I said urgently.
"Rora, stay here with Bonnie and Elena, Stefan and I will deal with this," Damon said disappearing to find his brother.
"Vicky is dangerous," I said softly. "Come on," I said grabbing Elena's arm. She followed me. We ran out into the night.
"Rora, what is going on?" Elena asked.
"Shh," I said. I didn't understand what was happening to me, but I was suddenly hyper aware of everything that was happening around me.
"By the dumpster!" I said racing off in that direction. Elena was hot on my heels. When I rounded the corner I saw Damon and Stefan running a wooden stake through Vicky's heart. Her body went rigid and she fell to the ground in a crumpled heap. Jeremy was watching, his face horrified.
"Jeremy!" Elena said running over to her brother to see if he was okay. Stefan had put his human face back on, but Damon was still vamped out, the spike of adrenaline clear in his face.
"Damon, what's wrong?" I asked as I approached him. Vicky was motionless, a dead vampire.
"Who made her?" He asked. I didn't understand the question at first. "Neither Stefan nor I gave her our blood, so who made her a vampire?" Before I could even think of an answer Damon looked over to where Elena was whispering to Stefan and Jeremy was tucked into Elena's car.
"No," Damon said loud enough for them to hear.
"Damon, please," Elena said.
"No, I won't do that," Damon said.
"Do what?" I asked.
"Elena wants me to erase Jeremy's memories," Damon said.
"Elena! How could you?" I asked.
"Rora, you know how he took mom and dad's death, he can't possibly survive Vicky's too," She said.
"You'd take away your own brother's choice in whether he wants to remember or not?" I asked.
"Please, Damon," Elena said ignoring me. "Stefan can't do it. He doesn't drink human blood."
Damon looked at me.
"Don't," I said. "Don't you dare! Jeremy is strong enough to live through this. Besides, what if he finds out you've taken his memory?" I asked looking at Elena again. "He can and will live through this!"
"I agree," Damon said.
"Vicky is dead," Jeremy said. He was standing near us now. "The last memory I have of her is her trying to kill me, of her as a vampire," He said. "I don't want to remember her that way, but I don't want to forget that she turned on me," He said. "Elena, Damon and Aurora are right, you can't take my memories from me, it won't fix the problem."
"Jer, I didn't want you to hear all that," Elena said looking ashamed.
"Rora, will you take me home?" Jeremy asked. I nodded and looked at Damon. The three of us headed towards Damon's car, leaving Stefan and Elena behind.
Jeremy got out of the backseat and went inside.
"I'll be right in, Jer," I said. He nodded as he left. "Thank you for not taking his memories," I said looking at Damon.
"He is a strong kid, he'll handle it," Damon said.
"What are you thinking about?" I asked seeing worry lines on his lovely face.
"There is at least one more vampire in Mystic Falls, and I think I know why," He said.
"The tomb?" I asked. Damon nodded. "What will happen if it is opened?"
"I don't know," He said.
"Come inside?" I asked as I opened my door. Damon looked at me and gave a soft smirk.
"Of course," He said.
Jeremy was sitting on the couch watching tv. Aunt Jenna was in the kitchen.
"Aurora, can I see you for a minute?" Jenna asked. I entwined my fingers with Damon's and we went into the kitchen. "I didn't know you were bringing a friend home," Jenna said.
"Jeremy had some trouble at the party tonight, Damon brought us home," I said.
"Damon, Stefan's older brother?" Jenna asked.
"Yes," I said. "Damon, this is my Aunt Jenna," I said giving a quick introduction.
"Is Jeremy okay?" She asked. I nodded. "Damon, do you mind if I have a quick word with my niece?" She asked.
"Not at all," Damon said smiling and backing out of the kitchen. Our fingers linger together and took a moment to part.
"Aurora?" Jenna asked.
"I already got a lecture from Elena," I said.
"I'm not going to lecture you," Jenna said. "I just hope you know what you are doing."
"I do," I said with a slight smile. "We will be in my room," I added as I walked from the kitchen before Jenna could protest. If only she knew that Damon had already been in my room, several times, and in my bed. I checked on Jeremy quickly. He was fine, and then I went to my room where Damon was already waiting for me.
"Hungry?" I asked. Damon nodded. I tried to reach the back of the dress to unlace it, but Damon was quicker. "I don't even want to know how you know how to untie ladies clothing," I said with a giggle. Damon pulled the sleeves of the dress down to expose my neck. This was different, he usually went for my wrist. He pushed my red hair out of the way. I could feel his breath against my skin, and my body tingled as his fangs began to press into my veins. I shivered with intense delight.
My blood rushed through my veins with nothing to slow it down. My eyes closed in absolute, pure pleasure. As his fangs retracted I felt a great feeling of loss. Damon's arms were secure around my waist and he pulled me back against his chest. My head lulled to the side for a moment, and then I turned to face him, but did not pull away from his arms. His eyes were still red, and his fangs still extended. I reached up on tip toe to kiss him, but he pulled away.
"What is it?" I asked.
"You don't need to touch me when I'm like this," He said referring to his face. I scoffed and put my palms against each side of his face.
"I didn't even notice," I said pulling his lips to mine. His fang pricked my lip, and my blood spilled into his mouth as we continued to kiss. This was a new sensation I had not felt yet. Damon taking my blood while holding me close was erotic enough, but having him actually kissing me while my blood was passed between us was almost too erotic. My knees buckled under me, and Damon's strong arms kept me from falling.
Our kiss was slow but held all the intimacy and affection of a couple laying in bed together. His hands held my waist tightly, pulling my body right up against his. A ragged breath from him, and a small moan from me made me suddenly very aware of how close we really were in this situation. My body burned with the need for release, the need to be closer to him, always closer. The way his arms kept trying to pull me nearer to him made me think he was feeling the same.
His tongue traced the small cut as more blood passed between us, and I was practically shaking with desire. My breathing was becoming shorter, and my heart was pounding in my chest. My mind spun in every direction, and my pulse sky rocketed. Damon let out a deep groan and pulled my hips into his. The thick fabric of my dress kept us from getting close enough.
"I think maybe I should change into something more comfortable," I said slowly pulling away, hating to lose the deep seeded pleasure rooted in my very core. Damon smirked. I rolled my eyes and went to my bathroom to change into pajamas.
Damon was lying on my bed when I returned to my room. I climbed onto the mattress next to him. His eyes were closed, but he held an arm out, so I cuddled up to him. I kissed his forehead.
"What thoughts plague you tonight?" I asked.
"What just happened?" He asked.
"We kissed," I said in an obvious voice, although I knew what he meant. I had never felt that type of deep, lusty connection with anyone, I had never needed someone more. I guess he had had a similar experience. "Blood is an aphrodisiac," I said giggling.
"I know," Damon said. "But that was different."