Author's Note: Rated M for language, violence and some brief sexual content.

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I don't own The Vampire Diaries.

Even though we couldn't last forever, baby, you know what I want right now

Hit me one more time, it's so amazing how you shook my world and flipped it upside down

You're the only one who ever drove me crazy 'cause you know me inside out

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Damon was sitting this time on the couch, with an excited smirk on his face. Katherine scanned his features, still holding his shirt in her hands.

''And where are you going to let me sleep?'' she broke the awkward silence, more like the tension that seemed to build up between them, stepping closer to him, her eyes lingering on his naked chest for some seconds.

''It depends how well you behave.''

She removed her jacket, throwing it next to him on the couch, before pulling her top over her head, letting it fall on the floor. He already was following her every move, his lips parting slightly when her pants landed on the floor too, and she remained only in her lace black lingerie and high heels.

''Enjoying the view?'' she teased, noticing his venerative expression as he was contemplating her body from top to toe.

The Salvatore blinked to get out of his reverie, and looked away from her, pretending to admire the fire. Except the fire wasn't worth admiring, her almost naked body was.

''Not at all. After a while you get bored. Nothing I haven't seen before.'' he lied as convincible as he could, looking at the wooden floor. She put his shirt on, without buttoning it, taking a deep breath, taking his scent in. His perfume was deep, dark and strong, just like him. A seductive smirk appeared on her lips.

''Even you don't believe that.'' she said in a low, sexy voice, placing her knee between his legs and leaning in closure, placing her hands around his neck. Damon's breath hitched suddenly, gulping as he looked up to her face. He could hear his heartbeat accelerating like crazy and she probably could too. Some sun rays that slipped through the window played upon her, making her eyes sparkle with...desire? Did he really see desire and passion in her eyes or his imagination was playing tricks on him? She positioned her legs so she could straddle him, her fingers moving up to his hair, tugging softly at it. Without realising, his own hand trailed to her waist, while he continued to stare at her hungrily.

His brain screamed at him, trying to make him push her away, but his body and heart told a different story.

He wanted her, more than anything, and when Damon wanted something, he went after it, no matter the cost.

No, no. His brain continued to scream at him, telling him that he loved Elena, that he belonged with Elena, that he needed to save her.

Oh, give it a rest, he thought, licking his lower lip. He loved Elena.

But he wanted someone else.

''Katherine...'' he protested, but without doing anything, just staying still. Their lips were inches away. If he only moved his head a little bit, just a little bit, and their lips would touch.

All this time that he spent, trying to hate her, trying to convince himself that he didn't feel anything for her, all of it for nothing.

She suddenly felt something sharp pressed to her back and didn't dare to move anymore.

Damn it.

Damon's confident smirk showed up again, holding the stake against her back.

''Now, Kitty Kat, didn't you know that it's not good to carry such a dangerous weapon in your jacket unwatched? Someone like me could steal it and use it against you. Give me a good enough reason not to stick this in your inexistent heart.''

She was so lost in seducing Damon, that she didn't observe his other hand moving in the pocket of her jacket. If she was lucky, he won't ask her why she has a stake in it, or she'll be able to distract him. Another plan formed quickly in her mind, as her arm reached to the table, taking the glass of bourbon that was there. He frowned in confusion, as she took a sip, giving it to him.

''Relax, Damon. You're not going to kill me anyway.''

He still held the stake pressed to her back cautious, the hand that was on her waist taking the glass she handed, bringing it to his lips and drinking some of it too. For a second his sight became foggy, before he blinked and put the glass back on the table. Using his vampire speed, he pinned her to the wall, placing his hands on the wall on both sides of her body, cornering her so she had no way to escape. Katherine was sly and smart, he just needed to be smarter and guess her moves.

''Do you want to test that theory? I for one am eager to.''

''Do you know what you're really eager for? This.''

She pushed her hips towards his, her smirk widening when he answered with a growl and pressed his body against her hard, feeling all of her provocative curves.

''Fuck you.'' he hissed, glaring at her hateful.

''Fuck me.'' she replied as if it was a challenge, her hands running down his chest and stopping at his belt.

This was it. All of the things that stopped him, all of his worries simply vanished. Damon grabbed her chin, crashing her lips with his rough, his hands roaming all over her body. He has been waiting for this for too long, and finally, finally he could have her.

And then he woke up.

Now, now, don't hate me! ;D This isn't one of these stories were everything was just a dream. I might be cruel, but not that cruel! XD I'll explain the next chapter what exactly was a dream and what not and what actually happened. Stay tuned ;)