A/N: Ok another chapter! Hope you enjoy and there was no beta so I'm really sorry for any and all spelling and grammar mistakes!
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Chapter Four:
Damon followed the older vampire up the long marble stairway that lead to an enormous landing; where mahogany doors stretched from right to left down long hallways with beautiful paintings of landscapes hanging between each one.
The original turned to the right before stopping at the fifth door. Damon instantly fell in love with the sight before him.
The whole room was decorated in different shades of grey with a mixture of silver and bronze furniture and little bits of greens on the cushions and rugs that were covering the hard wooden floors.
It was artistic and calming and was not at all what Damon had been expecting.
Klaus walked in passed the sitting area and through an archway that led to the bed and walk in closet.
"Take whatever you want" said Klaus opening the doors and walking into the closet as he picked out a clean shirt for himself and some pants.
Damon found a dark blue shirt that was to his liking and a pair of jeans.
For the first time in God knows when Damon felt uncomfortable. Well not uncomfortable as such but he wasn't sure what to do.
Should he undress right in front of the other vampire or go into the bathroom to change?
He normally would just strip and dress again, after all he had been on this earth long enough to lose whatever shyness he had as a boy, which hadn't been much.
But now for some reason it was different in front of Klaus.
The choice was made for him when the original started to take his shirt off right in the middle of the room.
Damon couldn't take his eyes of the chest that was slowly revealed to him. He found himself wanting to see the man take his pants off as well and was a little glad that the ones he was wearing were covered in blood.
Heat started to pool in his belly as the first signs of arousal started. He couldn't take his eyes off the now shirtless Original.
Klaus obviously noticed from the smirk now donning his features.
He walked over to Damon slowly almost as if he were afraid he was going to run away.
Damon couldn't even if he wanted too. His throat had gone dry and his whole body was tight with tension and felt like a coiled spring ready to pop.
Klaus walked over until he was standing right in front of Damon.
The younger vampire had to look up slightly at the taller man; he could feel the heat coming from his body and he smelt incredible, like the woods on a warm autumn day mixed with cinnamon.
"Are the clothes to your liking?" asked Klaus his voice deep and his accent even thicker than usual.
Dam that voice should be illegal.
"Well they feel expensive enough so yeah I'd say they'll be fine" said Damon glad that his voice actually worked.
"Well I'd suggest you get out of those shredded ones but you seem a little frozen" breathed Klaus stepping even closer.
"Need help?" asked Klaus his eyes sparkling with mischief.
Damon couldn't think of a single witty come back so he just nodded his head.
Klaus reached up and started to unbutton his shirt. Damon had no idea why this was happening or how he was allowing one of the most dangerous vampires in the world to undress him, but one thing he did know was he had never in all his life been this hard or turned on.
His breathing was getting heavier and every brush of Klaus's warm fingers made him shiver with need.
When he had the shirt open he slowly pushed it off Damon's shoulders and allowed it to fall to the floor.
Damon felt immense satisfaction at the hungry look he saw in Klaus's eyes as they roamed over his chest.
Damon suddenly couldn't take his eyes of Klaus's lips; he really wanted to see if they tasted as amazing as they looked.
But before anything could happen they suddenly heard a voice call form downstairs.
"Oh brother" a voice called.
Rebecca was downstairs and by the sound of it she was lazily walking up the stairs obviously unperturbed by the dead bodies and scenes of violence in the hall.
The spell was suddenly broken and Damon heard Klaus curse in a foreign language before he was moving back with a sigh.
"Aren't family the best" he sighed looking at Damon in regret.
"You better see what she wants" said Damon looking down at the floor as he quickly dressed in the new clothes.
"I better go and see if I can find out if there's any more werewolf packs hanging around town" he finished quickly as he walked out of the room. "It could prove to be a problem for us".
He smirked at Rebecca who was now standing on the landing with a surprised look on her face.
He didn't have time to enjoy it in his haste because all he could think about was getting out of the house as soon as possible.
At least in the fresh air he felt a little bit better but it did nothing for his arousal.
When he got home he bypassed the front door since he could hear Stefan and Elena talking in the sitting room and instead just went straight through the back and up to his room.
Once inside he paced but found that wasn't helping at all so he gave up. Lying down on his bed he relished the warm cosy blankets and mountain of soft pillows instead.
He was trying to ignore the thoughts racing through his head with the blonde Original starring in every single one.
It didn't help that the clothes he was wearing smelt like the other man and the fact that he still had a big problem.
Sighing and finally giving into temptation he lowered his hands to unbuckle his jeans imagining another set of hands instead.
Taking himself in hand he hissed at the contact as he pictured the older original lying over him and stoking him up and down roughly.
He could almost feel his naked chest rubbing against his own and he moaned as he picked up the pace.
It wasn't long before he was coming hard biting his lip to stop himself from crying out too loudly.
He was surprised by how fast he had come and that he had fantasised about a man. Not just any man but the vampire who had tried to kill Elena and who basically kidnapped his younger brother.
Damon groaned in frustration when he remembered the blonde's eyes as he talked to him tonight in the bar.
There was definitely something else there besides the whole bad ass psychotic crazy Original that everyone had pinned him as.
And that Damon was now crushing on he thought annoyed but unable to deny it.
He cleaned himself up but kept the clothes on. There were pretty nice after all, and lay back down.
Damon had no idea how to explain tonight. Klaus could be playing him for all he knew.
After all Damon didn't have a great track record when it came to matters of the heart he thought bitterly as he listened to Elena and Stefan heading upstairs to bed.
Before he fell asleep though he couldn't get stop thinking about how he felt when he saw Klaus getting attacked.
His body at immediately jumped into protect mode without any hesitation. He finally closed his eyes to the picture of Klaus and the smile he had given Damon when he had gotten into his car tonight.
A happy expression without any of its usual malice or hatred, it was something Damon knew he'd like to see more of and secretly promised himself he would try to re-create in the future.
OOOO
Klaus watched Damon go with a smile on his face. The night hadn't gone as he planned but it did turn out pretty great.
"So did Damon have anything to do with the little massacre downstairs?" Rebecca asked crossing her arms over her chest as she waited for an answer.
Oh yes he had forgotten about that.
Sighing he realised that he was probably going to have to do something about that.
"No he did not. He actually helped" he said walking down the stairs.
"What? Nicklaus are you feeling ok? Because I think you just said that a Salvator helped you willingly?" asked Rebecca incredulous.
"Well dear sister it's not like it was a serious jam and I could have handled it perfectly well by myself" said Klaus.
"Well why did he do it then?" asked Rebecca.
"The man really hates werewolves?" tried Klaus.
Rebecca huffed at his play for humour before she stalked off.
"Fine Nicklaus I have more important things to think of anyway" she said before leaving.
Klaus was glad and a little relieved. Rebecca was asking the same questions that he was asking himself.
Truthfully he had no idea why Damon helped him. If he were being honest it had been awhile since someone had volunteered to assist him like that.
Klaus couldn't see any alternative motive behind Damon's actions and it frustrated him.
Besides he was eager to replay other memories of this evening and not pick apart Damon's intentions until they became a blur of anger and mistrust.
He continued on to the library so as to sit in his favourite chair. He kept a sketch pad there and other art materials which was exactly what he needed right now.
Throwing himself down he picked up a piece of charcoal and thought about what image he wanted to capture first.
The look on Damon's face tonight when he was undressing him was foremost in his mind. Those deep blue eyes were both vulnerable and full of desire.
He really was beautiful he decided as he started to draw. Klaus had started out not knowing what he wanted from Damon just knowing that it was something.
Now thinking of the possessive feelings brewing deep down inside of him and the way Damon instantly jumped to help him tonight he was starting to realise that he wanted Damon for his own.
The idea of him; at home where the little doppelganger always seemed to be made his chest clench uncomfortably at the thought, he knew she didn't really love him. He had lived long enough to see the signs.
Elena had and would always choose Stefan. Someone needed to choose Damon first he thought as he started to darken the portraits hair.
As he drew he couldn't help but think about ideas and ways to get Damon. It was probably the first night in a long time that he hadn't thought about his hybrid army at all.
A/N: Ok so you can probably see where this is going! This was supposed to be a one shot but actually it's going to be much longer so if people are still enjoying it then look forward to lots more chapters! =D
The bad news is I won't be updating for a little while (not to long but I have exams coming up etc) but I never leave a story unfinished so just in case people think I'm not writing I am it'll just be a lot slower.
Anyway more to come, both plot, drama, fluff and M related material=)
