Ch 4. Weirdness

Damon sat on a park table, letting the sunlight warm him. When he'd woken up he'd been enveloped in warmth. He'd felt warm for the first time in over a century. But the warmth glowing from within him disappeared as Tylers seed slipped from his body. The wolf himself had left before breakfast, saying he'd see him soon. Damon supposed he had to go to school.

His bruises had faded, but his body was still tender. And he was so cold. He felt like the morning after he'd been turned. Cold, alone and bare. He'd chosen the softest and the warmest clothes he had, even though it was a warm summer day.

He lit a cigarette in an effort to gain some sort of warmth, but the lukewarm smoke did little. At least the music took his mind off of it.

~*~...

"I can't believe you did that man," Matt said, breathing heavily as they jogged through the park. "I had no idea you swung that way."

"I don't," Tyler replied, I just -"

"- Fucked Damon Salvatore until he screamed?" Matt arched a brow and took a sip from his bottle, not slowing down.

Tyler let out a bark of laughter. He'd gotten more than a scream of of him. Even sounds he had not been able to identify. "Did you listen in?"

"We could hear you all the way down man. Maybe you should consider actually getting to his room next time." Matt said, "Thanks though, it got the girls pretty hot."

"Don't let you imagination run off with you," Tyler said as he spotted a lone dark figure over by the fountain, "I don't share." And with that he sped off, leaving Matt in the dust.

"Hey!" Matt yelled. When he saw where Tyler had run off to he just shook his head and headed off on the opposite track.

~*~...

Damon glanced up as the testosterone fuelled scent of Tyler Lockwood hit him in with face along with the gentle wind. A second later the wolf in question stopped in front of him. "Hey," he said.

"Hey," Damon replied quietly, taking a drag of his smoke.

"I'm sorry for leaving while you were sleeping," Tyler said, "can I sit down?" Damon shook his head. He just wanted him to go away. Tyler smirked and sat down and looked him over, "Man, it's cooking today. How can you wear all that?"

"I'm cold," Damon replied simply.

Tyler chuckled and took Damon's hand. He noticed the blue eyes man tense under his touch. "God, you really are freezing," Tyler exclaimed, "You're like ice."

Damon's breath hitched as the wolf took both his hands in his. He noticed how his own hand looked delicate compared to the paws of Lockwood, but what really struck him was the warmth spreading up his arms and through his body.

"Is this ok?" Tyler asked.

Damon nodded and let out a shaky breath. "Yeah,- how are you so warm?" he asked.

Tyler chuckled, "how are you so cold?"

"I'm a vampire," Damon replied.

Tyler paused, then he chuckled again, "Well, guess I'm a werewolf then." The undeniable truth of the statement made Damon smile. "We're quite a pair then."

Damon closed his eyes. An image from the night before sent a shiver through him.

-.-...

'Tyler slammed him up against the wall, lips crushing against his. With strength no human posessed he hoisted the older man off the ground. Damon instinctively wrapped his long legs around his waist and purred at the rough treatment.'

-.-...

Tyler felt Damon shiver and mistook it for frost. "Jesus," he said and moved to sit behind the dark haired man. He set his legs on either side of Damon and pulled him close. Even as he was doing it he wondered why this guy made him act so... caring. He was supposed to be keeping an eye on the guy so he wouldn't hurt Caroline.

Damon felt the frost leave him wherever Tyler touched him. God, this should not feel this good. With a soft involuntary sigh he could not help but sink into the toasty embrace. Tyler felt Damon's scent go right to his head.

But why? Why as this happening? Why couldn't he control himself?

"You were really good with Caroline yesterday," Tyler mumbled against his neck.

Damon snorted, "Is that why you fucked me until I bled?"

"It's why I fucked you until you bled in pleasure." Tyler replied.

~*~...

Matt headed back on the main path as he set his nose home. He figured Tyler and Damon were done talking - or whatever they were doing - by now. As he glanced over to the fountain he nearly tripped over his own feet in surprise. Tyler was a dog by night but he usually kept it in his pants by day. Yet there he was, with Damon Salvatore, the bad boy of Mystic Falls, snuggled again his chest with Tyler Lockwood, ultimate player, nuzzling at his neck and arms wrapped around his waist.

Looking further along he saw a few guys from the football team. Matt shook his head. This was Tyler's game.

Tyler turned his attention from Damon's neck as his phone buzzed. He fished it out of his pocket and frowned as he saw the name on the screen, "Elena?" He accepted the call and held the phone up to his ear, "yeah?"

"Tyler!" he heard Elena call on the other side. "Where are you?"

"Uh..." Tyler hesitated and kept a firm grip on Damon as he tried to move away. "I'm in the park... what's up 'Lena?"

"You need to stay away from Damon, Tyler. He's dangerous. He's no good for you -"

Elena's words brought up a flare of anger in Tyler's chest. "I can take care of myself Elena," he growled. Damon dangerous? The thought made him smirk. Damon was like a kitten - furious, dramatic and hissing - and weak and vulnerable to those bigger than him.

"You don't understand -"

"What I do understand is that you are sticking your nose where it does not belong Gilbert," he replied. "I'm a big boy, and you are in no position to boss me around." He said and promptly hung up. He shoved his phone back in his pocket and wrapped both his arms around Damon.

Damon shivered as the growl vibrated through Tyler's chest. It made him feel weak and it made him feel safe at the same time. He didn't understand why he was being so emotional. Had he unintentionally flipped the switch? Was the switch broken?

Tyler got up and pulled Damon off the bench, "C'mon." he said and kissed him square on the lips. Damon gasped, but pulled the wolf closer to deepen the kiss, desperate for the warmth. Tyler rose to the challenge and let his hands run along Damon's body. With a lusty growl he grabbed his ass and pulled them flush.

Completely focused on each other they barely registered the cat calls. Tongues sliding smoothly and blunt teeth nipping at lips the pair devoured each other.

"oh god..." Damon whispered as his body quivered, "oh god oh god oh god -"

Tyler smirked and nipped at his chin, "Tyler will do," he teased, rubbing his hands up and down the slighter man's back. "You warm?"

"Yeah," Damon breathed. He was warm now.

Tyler chuckled, "Good." He leaned away a bit so he could see Damon more clearly. "How are you?"

"I'm fine," Damon said, trying to call back some of his bravado.

Tyler sighed, "I meant from last night..." he hesitated, "I saw... you were pretty bruised up..."

"You didn't-" Damon said, his lips thinning. One thing was taking this...man..boy? Within himself, but he'd never admit that he'd been so sore and tender that moving at all had hurt. Still hurt.

Tyler scowled, "I bit you, I made you bleed. I know I hurt you Damon," he growled.

Damon tensed at the deep growl, "I'm fine Tyler, just..." he swallowed, "a bit sore..." he paused at Tyler's glare, "very sore - I heal fast," he added. Why was he feeling the need to justify himself to this cub?

Tyler nodded, "Look, I know this is... not quite normal, but... I like you. Even though you were a dick to Caroline" Damon snorted, "Shut up," Tyler said softly, "I like you, and I... I want you to go to the Spring Fling."

Damon arched a brow. The Spring Fling was another one of those bi-annual parties the Lockwoods had held since the 1860's.

"My mom is probably going to ask you to chaperone it..." Tyler trailed off, "But would you go with me?"

"Your mom will kill me..." he said.

Tyler smirked, "I'll protect you- " he said and ran a finger down Damon's cheek.

The vampire shivered and turned his head away, "Oh Lord this is so surreal..."

"What is?"

"This!" Damon exclaimed, "I'm the one who leaves in the morning - and acts all protective and - and this!" he said gesturing between them.

Tyler stood with a dumb expression on his face as Damon ranted, then he burst into a heartfelt laughter. "I see - well," he chuckled, "Just let me do the work this time, uh?"

Damon scowled. Was there really any reason to go with him? Was there really any reason not to go with him? The cub was... exceptional in bed, and he made him feel good. But he also made him feel out of control. Tyler took his control for himself. And Damon liked being in control. But...

Biting his lip, he nodded, "Yeah, why not?" he said and offered a cocky smile. Tyler smirked and nodded. "Look, I'm heading over to the school," Damon said, "Alaric wanted me for something or the other... you want a ride?"

Tyler nodded, "Yeah, that'd be great. I've got circuits with the team and running all that way after the one I just had would leave me on the floor."

Damon just gave him an odd look. A werewolf exhausted on the floor? He thought not.