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A/N: What is this, another chapter, up so quickly? A miracle! I managed to get it written surprisingly quickly. Although the fact that these two idiots can't stop getting horny probably helped! I hope that all of you are enjoying humanityless Alexa so far! And my little twists :) For Alexa's hair, think Ursula Corbero's hair in seasons 1 and 2 of Money Heist!

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Thanks to my boyfriend's speed demon tendencies, we arrived in New York around mid-morning. Of course, we could have gotten there sooner, but I wanted to stop a few times to eat. And there were a couple of times that we had stopped because I had teased Damon to the point where he just couldn't keep his hands off of me. I had to admit, I did enjoy doing that. The sex was fucking fantastic. And I enjoyed the ache that followed. Goddamnit, now I wanted to have sex again. Luckily, I had an impressive distraction

New York City was absolutely mind boggling. Like it was fucking insane. This was nothing like Chicago or Atlanta or Alexandria. This was the next level. Even at this time in the morning, the streets were packed. So many people, just going about their daily lives, filling the streets. I watched in fascination, just thinking about the fun that I would have, when Damon pulled up to the curb. He had decided to park his car down one of the quieter streets, where it would be safer. I just thought that he wanted to avoid driving where it got busier.

Not that I cared. The moment that I got out of the car, I took a deep breath. It smelt of smoke and food and blood and perfume and people. It was intoxicating. I just didn't know what to focus on. Heartbeats echoed around me, never stopping, there were rushed ones and panicked ones and relaxed ones. I could hear voices everywhere, numerous conversations just happening. People walked past me, their warmth calling out to me. Their blood calling out to me. There was just so much blood around. This was nothing like home. And my god, I loved it.

There was a hungry edge to my gaze as I looked around, one that my boyfriend must have picked up on. With a roll of his eyes, he moved around the car so that he was stood in front of me, pressing me back against the car. I just wrapped my arms around his neck, holding him even closer to my body and beamed up at him, "Babe, why did you never bring me here before? This is amazing. Look at all the people. Ugh, I could just eat all of them, they smell so delicious."

"Well, back when you cared about killing people, this place would have overwhelmed your baby vampire senses and you probably would have lost control," Damon shook his head at me, an amused look in his eyes. "Now that you no longer care about decimating the locals, I can bring you here without worrying about the body count."

"Rude," I rolled my eyes, tapping his nose before looking around again. "I can see why you have fond memories of the city. It looks like fun. I don't know why you would ever want to leave."

"It definitely was," my boyfriend smirked as he looked around, tucking me under his arm. With a nod, he picked a direction and started walking. I just held on to him, content to let him direct us while I imaged all the fun that I could have in a city like this and all of the people that I could eat. "When I lived here, I fed like crazy and had a blast and went undetected for years."

"Seriously?" I raised, impressed that Damon was able to feed without worry for so long. I guess that was the benefit of living in a city, no one would really notice when a significant amount of people went missing. Not like a small town, that panicked after a couple of disappearances. Honestly, why did I insist on spending my undead life, or at least the start of it, at fucking Mystic Falls. I was missing out on fun and food and just good times. And it was all because I let my humanity make my decisions. Ah well, that won't be an issue for a long time now. "Damn, I love it. Does that mean that I no longer have to show restraint?"

Damon sighed dramatically, "You know, you're really going to get me in trouble with those back home."

"Only if they find out, and I'm sure as hell not telling them."

"Well, when you put it like that," my boyfriend smirked down at me before pressing a kiss to the top of my head. "We are in a city-sized, all-you-can-eat buffet. A place where there is so much life that a little death goes unnoticed. Even if I am supposed to make sure that you don't do something that you will regret when you turn it back on, I can't deny you the opportunity to have fun and let lose."

He was supposed to make sure that I didn't do something that I would regret? Aw hon, I was well past that. My entire reason for turning it off was so that I would do stuff that I would regret later. I might as well own it and really get my hands dirty. Because what was the point at stopping with 12 lives? There really wasn't much of a difference between 12 lives and 30 lives.

"Damn straight you can't," I tucked my hand into the back pocket of his jeans, giving the delectable ass a squeeze as I did so, enjoying the low rumble that I got in return. "Now where is a good place to go eat? Because my god, I am starving."

"I know just the place," Damon laughed, shaking his head at me. I would have been offended at being laughed at, but my boyfriend's fingers slipped beneath my top, stroking the skin on my hip and I quickly got distracted. Damn, I was fairly sure that I had gotten hornier since I turned off my humanity. Ah well, I was definitely benefitting from it. And I sure as hell wasn't going to do anything to stop it from happening.

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Damon did know just the place. And it not a place that I was expecting. No, instead of a restaurant or even a back alley, my boyfriend took me deep into Central Park. I shouldn't really have been surprised. I had heard stories about straying from the path if you were an out of towner. As beautiful as it was, the park wasn't the safest place to go. Unless, of course, you were a vampire.

I followed Damon through the trees as he looked for someone for us to eat. I knew that I could have been helping, but there was something so damn sexy about watching him hunt. His body moved with such confidence, drawing the eye to it. His already gorgeous eyes darkened slightly in the dim lighting. A human would sense the danger coming from him and run. I just wanted to rip his clothes off and fuck him.

When he found the person that he wanted to eat, my boyfriend beckoned me over. He stood behind me, hands on my hips as his head rested against mine. His breath caressed my neck as he whispered in my ear, "Go have your fun, baby."

My lips curled into a smirk as I eyed up the human in front of us. He was in his late forties, scruffy hair and stubbly beard. I was probably making assumptions, but I was fairly sure that he lived alone. And so, it would take longer for someone to notice that he was missing. Which would be just perfect for us.

As I watched him, I adjusted my boobs in my bra, making sure that they stood out more, before unbuttoning an extra button on my dress. Now I was showing far too much cleavage, and if I was in normal society, then I would definitely be judged. But I was willing to be that the human in front of me didn't care about that, and would just stare at my boobs until I ripped into his neck. Ah I loved it when people were easy like that.

When the man turned around to stub out his cigarette on the tree that he had been leaning on, I took my opportunity. I silently sped forward so that I was standing behind him. With my hands clasped behind my back, I widened my eyes into my best innocent look, just in time for the human to turn around. He jolted back a step in surprise, knocking into the tree behind him. It took all of my self-control to not laugh, but I managed to hold it in. Instead, I asked, "Mister, can you help me?"

A sleezy smile replaced the look of shock on the man's face. He stepped forward again, reaching out to rest a hand on my shoulder. My eye twitched slightly in disgust at the smell of his breath as he slurred out, "Of course I can, girly."

"Thank you, mister," I fluttered my eye lashes and the man tried to shuffle even closer to me. I was so tempted to push him away, but I was having far too much fun in playing with him. So I would endure the smell of him for a little while yet.

"How can I help?" the human tried to give me a charming smile, but it just looked disgusting. And I knew that even when I got my humanity back, I would feel absolutely no guilt when it came to this kill.

I reached up to grab his wrist as I allowed my face to change, "I'm just so hungry."

The human's heartbeat sped up as he looked at my monstrous face. My smirk perfectly showed off my fangs and I could feel the veins beneath my eyes pulsing in excitement. The man went to scream, fear consuming all rational thought, when I covered his mouth with my hand. Using just one hand, I pushed him back against the tree before pressing my body against him. My nose dragged along his neck as I took a deep breath. Beneath the smell of the booze and dirty skin, I could smell his blood. The mere scent of it had my mouth watering. So without hesitation, I sank my fangs deep into his skin.

The human whimpered under my hand, but I just held my hand tighter, fingers digging into his jaw. I was surprised that I hadn't broken it, with the strength that I was using. But it was lucky for him. The man wouldn't suffer from as much pain as he could have before he died.

As I drank, I felt Damon's warm body settle behind me. His entire body pressed up against mine, forcing the human further against the tree. I ground my hips back against his as I felt my boyfriend's fangs scrape against my neck. Damon muttered a curse into my skin before he leant forward to sink his own fangs into the human's neck.

With the both of us feeding, it took virtually no time at all before the man's heartbeat faded into nothing. Luckily, by that point, we had both drank our fill. Instead, I had awoken another hunger. I shoved the body to the side, not even flinching when it hit the ground with a thud and slowly slide down the slope behind us. I just turned around, looking up at my boyfriend.

His lips shone a ruby red in the sunlight that forced its way through the thick canopy of leaves above us. I reached up to tangle my fingers in his hair before licking away the blood that had dripped down his chin. A low growl rumbled through Damon's chest as his hands gripped my hips with a bruising grip. I just nipped on his lip in return before grabbing his crotch through his jeans.

I knew that I could get away with a certain level of teasing before Damon's composure broke. That level normally depended on his mood and how much I had been teasing him beforehand. Apparently, it didn't take much for him to break this time round.

He breathed out my name before he spun me around. I gripped onto the tree, as I grinded my hips back against his. I could feel his erection straining against his jeans as Damon bit the back of my neck with his human teeth. He sucked and bit as his hands came up to grab my boobs. He squeezed and kneaded them, occasionally tweaking my nipple, until I was practically begging him to fuck me. And he hadn't even gone anywhere near my core. My boyfriend knew how to get me to fall apart and I loved and hated it.

I could feel Damon smirk against my neck before he pushed my panties down to my knees. I was tempted to just take them off altogether, but before I could even begin to move to do so, I heard the familiar sound of a zip being undone. Anticipation flooded my body as I felt the head of his cock press against my entrance. I didn't care that we were in the middle of Central Park. That anyone could stumble upon us. All that I cared about was being fucked by my boyfriend.

I didn't even bother holding in a moan as Damon slowly entered me. His hands covered mine as his entire body pressed against mine. He held me against the tree, mouth firmly attached to my neck, only allowing his hips to move. He kept his thrusts short and slow, giving me just enough friction to make me want more, without actually giving me more.

I groaned out Damon's name, followed by a lot of cursing, as his careful movements had my orgasm creeping up on me. Oh, it wasn't enough to have me falling over the edge. But the pleasure blurred my senses. I couldn't see beyond it, it curled in my stomach, just building and building. It was enough to drive me insane. And my boyfriend knew that. I could feel him smirking against my skin as he suddenly sped up his movements. His hips slammed against mine, hitting that special spot, as his fangs pierced my skin.

After that, it took barely any time for me to fall over the edge. I let out a breathless groan as I did so, my face changing as I lost all control. My legs shook beneath me and it was only the weight of Damon's body against mine that kept me on my feet. I just held onto the tree, trusting Damon to keep me up.

It didn't take long for him to follow me over the edge. His hands squeezed mine as my boyfriend groaned against my neck. He had stopped drinking but kept his fangs in my skin. I didn't mind. The sharp pain had faded and the feeling had only made my orgasm stronger.

When he retracted his fangs, Damon muttered, "You are definitely getting me into trouble."

"But baby," I purred, tilting my head back so that it rested against him. "Trouble is just so much more fun."

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Damon's POV

Once we had drunk our fill on the homeless of Central Park, we returned to where I had parked my car. Alexa had left my side to go compel herself a new dress, since I had gotten blood on hers. But I didn't mind. I knew that she would come back to me. Even without her humanity, I trusted my girl's loyalty.

I just leant back against the car, waiting for Alexa, like I had promised that I would. I was quite content to just people watch until my girl returned and we went to Billy's, but as usual, my brother ruined my plan. He was calling me for the twentieth time today and I knew that I unless I picked up, he would keep on calling. So with a sigh, I answered the call, "Stefan, what a surprise. I didn't expect you to call me."

"Where are you?" my brother instantly demanded and I rolled my eyes. "Where did you take Alexa? Everyone here is worried about her."

"Oh relax," I shook my head. "She's fine with me."

"Damon, where are you? Jenna is going out of her mind with worry."

It was only the mention of Jenna, sweet, pregnant Jenna who was partly my responsibility until I got her nieces back to her, alive and full of humanity, that had me answering, "We're in New York."

"What do you mean you took her to New York?" I could practically picture the frown that he had on his face. It would be full of disapproving worry. It was pathetic. My brother should know that I would never do anything to put Alexa in harms way. And since I was one of the two people that Alexa trusted, Stefan should really stop judging me. Although it wasn't really much of a surprise.

"And that tone is the reason why I didn't pick up the first twenty times that you called."

"Where is she now?" Stefan asked, not sounding at all reassured. Which was very rude of him. He never did get over the attitude that I wasn't good enough for her. And Alexa's little adventure without her humanity had only made that worse. He thought that it was my fault that she hadn't turned it back on. That I hadn't done a good enough job in persuading her to. I just respected Alexa's choice, like my brother claimed to do with Elena.

"Out exploring," I shrugged, glancing around. Alexa wasn't back from her little detour yet and I was relieved. I didn't want her to have to deal with my brother's self-righteousness. She had dealt with that enough yesterday. And I knew that the mere sound of Stefan's voice could possibly set her off on another murderous rampage. He was just lucky that I was able to distract her with sex for the time being. Not that Alexa had any complaints with that method of distraction. "Maybe she's eating a hot dog… vendor."

I smirked at the disgruntled noise that Stefan let out. But he let my comment slide. Instead, he asked, "So I take it that your search for Katherine is off?"

"Relax, man," I shook my head at his pessimism. "This little joyride is actually a cure hunt. That vampire that Katherine sent after Hayley was a friend od mine. He lived in the city. Will got vampires fake identities and I'm pretty sure that Katherine was one of his clients."

"And Alexa's okay with this little field trip?" Stefan asked with a frown, doubting my ability to handle my girl. "Just yesterday, she was living the vampire high life. She doesn't want the cure."

"Let me handle Alexa," I warned my brother. I could have just told him the truth. That my girl was more than happy with going on a cure hunt. That she wanted to rip Katherine apart more than anyone. But he didn't deserve that information. He would just try and use it against us somehow. And I refused to let him hurt my girl more than she had already been hurt.

But Stefan, idiot Stefan, who really didn't know Alexa at all, just frowned even more, "Damon, if she finds out that you're still looking for it, she'll bolt."

"That isn't going to happen, brother," I kept my tone even. Even as my phone creaked slightly in my grip. "Alexa is going to have fun, getting wasted on booze and blood. She won't even want to think about bolting. I know what I'm doing."

"Don't underestimate her."

"If I can handle you when you flipped your switch, then I can handle Alexa," I rolled my eyes. "Trust me. She trusts me, she will listen to me."

Of course, I left out the part where she had already been munching her way through the locals already. I knew how bad she could get. The difference between me and Stefan was that I wouldn't judge her for what she did. I would just help her through it when she came out the other side.

"Listen to me," my brother pushed and I shook my head. "She's ruthless without her humanity. The cure is the fastest way to get it back."

"Then it's a shame that she won't be taking it," I forced out through gritted teeth before smirking. "Now, just be a good brother and keep Mystic Falls afloat for me and let me do my thing. You've got an immortal named Silas to deal with, remember?"

Before Stefan could say anything, I ended the call and put my phone back in my pocket. I could see why he drove Alexa insane yesterday. He didn't know how to deal with her like this. To be fair, he hadn't been able to deal with her as a vampire full stop. He had always tried to force her to go down his route when it came to diet, he didn't want her to have fun. And when you factored in his breakup with Elena, it all got a bit messy.

I didn't look up until I felt someone standing in front of me. I glanced up and immediately smiled. Alexa stood in front of me, a wide smile on her face, as she ran her fingers through her hair. Apparently, on her way to find a new outfit, she had also got it cut. Her hair just about brushed the top of her shoulders, sitting just at the end of her neck. Thick bangs settled just above her eyes, drawing attention to her eyes. Her natural wave had taken over, giving a sexy edge to her look. I had to admit, my girl looked even sexier than I thought possible.

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Alexa's POV

Even though I could tell that Damon really wanted to enjoy my new haircut, and I could feel his nose against my neck as I stood in front of him, we had somewhere that we needed to be. Although, as I stared up at the sign in front of me, I did allow myself to enjoy the kisses that my boyfriend pressed against my neck. Even if it wasn't as much as I wanted, I knew that I would get my way later, judging from the look in my boyfriend's eyes.

Getting my hair cut had been a bit of an impulse. But I was glad that I did it. I looked so different to before, thanks to my new bangs. I needed that change. A new look for a new me. And, I did look damn good too. Anything that led to more sex was worth it to me.

I followed Damon into the dimly lit bar. It was virtually empty. Only a couple of people were within, lurking at the tables near the back, in the dark. I nearly made a crack about them being vampires, but I held my tongue for once. Well, for now, at least. I just had the feeling that Damon wouldn't appreciate it just yet.

"Looks about right," my boyfriend nodded as he looked around, leading us over to the bar. There was no bartender in sight, but that didn't stop Damon from reaching over and grabbing a bottle of scotch. He also grabbed a couple of shot glasses before pouring us drinks.

As I accepted the offered shot, I looked around and sighed, "Day, this looks a bit disappointing. I mean, where is the hedonism? Where is the fun? I was promised entertainment and that lot over there don't look too entertaining."

"Well, it's early," Damon rolled his eyes, tapping my nose, encouraging me to drink up. I stuck my tongue out at him before doing as requested. "Hedonism isn't a big fan of the sunlight."

"I can tell," I snorted, gesturing over at the people huddled in the dark. Most of them were slumped over their tables, empty glasses in front of them. The ones that still looked conscious just stared at the walls. I didn't know what they were on, but damn, I wanted some. So I made a mental note to eat from at least one of them later, just to see if I could get a bit of a buzz from them.

"Play nice," my boyfriend scolded me, but I could see him hiding a smirk. I sighed dramatically before nodding. As a reward, Damon filled up my glass. I mean, if I was going to get a drink every time that I 'behaved', then it would be worth it. And then, once I had drunk enough, I would go after my favourite reward. "Just give it a couple of hours. This place will be crawling with more punked-out nihilists than you can eat in a decade, trust me."

"Oh yeah," I smirked, leaning forward, my dress showing off my cleavage. I had gone for one that showed off my boobs amazingly. Purely so that I could tease my boyfriend. Because that was fun and I lived for fun right now. Well, until I managed to get my hands around Katherine's neck. "And how do you know that, huh? Trip Adviser?"

"Because I spent most of the seventies here," my boyfriend replied, taking a good long look at the view that I presented, before giving me a look. I just smirked and blew him a kiss. "The Factory was too clean, CBGB's was too high-profile, but Billy's… Billy's was the underground of the underground."

"Sounds like you had a lot of fun here," I laughed, allowing Damon to move me to one of the tables. It was one of the more secluded tables by the wall. But I didn't care. I was curious about this part of Damon's life. Oh, he had told me about parts of it, but when it came to the middle of the last century, he had been a bit light on the details. The fifties he refused to talk about, the same with the sixties. All I knew about the seventies was that it was a bit of a dark time for him. Oh, he had his fun, thanks to his lack of humanity, but it was still a dark period of his life.

"I did," my boyfriend nodded, a nostalgic look on his face. "In exchange for the IDs of my victims, Will let me feed here without discretion. It was a pretty good deal. I never went hungry. I either ate here or on the streets of the city."

"And you had your humanity off?" I asked, leaning against the table. I knew that some of Damon's past was difficult for him. And even with my humanity off, I respected that. I kept my questions as gentle as I could. And I knew that my boyfriend would respect that. I would want the same if people asked about the island. I hated that part of my life and I would rather not talk about it. But if I had to, then I would prefer to be asked nicely.

"The entire time," Damon replied, drawing patterns on the palm of my hand. "It was going great, until 1977. That's when the worst happened. I was about to feed when the second most annoying person on the planet arrived to ruin my fun."

"Who was that?" I gasped dramatically, playing along perfectly.

"Lexi," my boyfriend grumbled, a distasteful look on his face as he remembered what had happened.

I stared at him with wide eyes before laughing, "No way! Lexi was here? Lol bad luck, babe!"

Before Damon could do more than rolled my eyes, we were joined by someone unexpected. A well-manicured hand plucked my drink from my hand. I opened my mouth to snap at the thief when I glanced up to see who it was. When I saw Rebekah standing there, a smug look on her face, I paused.

"Honestly, you two, following a lead without me? That is poor form, Damon."

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"I have to say that I'm a little hurt, Damon," Rebekah pouted while my boyfriend poured me another drink. "I thought that we made a good team. Not without its fireworks, but what classic pairing isn't?"

"Is that your way of saying that you came here for a threesome, Rebekah?" I asked with a smirk, wiggling my eyebrows. That earned me an eyeroll from both of the vampires at the table. Although, judging from the way that he came around to stand next to me, a possessive arm wrapped around my shoulders, my boyfriend didn't want to share me.

Rebekah just gave me a look before shaking her head, "No, Alexa, Damon is following a lead to the cure. I'm following him. You're just a pleasant surprise."

"Aw, that's so sweet of you to say," I mock-cooed. Apparently, my good mood made me feel a little bit of a shithead. I mean, I didn't care too much. I knew that if I kept winding Damon up, I would get some damned good sex out of it. And that seemed to be a priority of mine these days.

Above me, Damon just rolled his eyes, "How does it feel to be wrong all of the time? I brought Alexa here to feed. I mean, Mystic Falls isn't exactly Vamp Xanadu right now."

"Right," the Original looked incredibly doubtful. "So you drove 7 hours to New York City?"

Before my boyfriend could say anything to get himself in trouble, because he would definitely do that, I just waved my hand, "S'cool babe, you can tell her the truth about why we are here."

Damon looked down at me with a raised eyebrow, "You sure?"

"Yeah, why not, Rebekah isn't a snitch," I shrugged, downing my shot. "And besides, she could help us."

"What are you talking about?" the blonde asked, glancing between us with narrowed eyes. Was I enjoying her suspicious paranoia? Yeah, I was. It was quite entertaining. The Original Sister always liked to pretend that she knew everything. Keeping her out of the loop like this, right in front of her, was quite entertaining.

"We're here to find a lead on Katherine and the cure," my boyfriend eventually replied, after staring down at me for a few more seconds. "But we're also here to have fun while we do so. Alexa can feed without worry and I can have my own fun without Stefan breathing down our necks. Besides, my history in this city has a particular resonance to her current situation."

"He was here when his humanity was off," I helpfully pointed out, before smirking at the look that Rebekah gave me.

"Yes, thanks, Alexa, I had figured that out," Rebekah replied dryly, sitting down on the empty seat and taking Damon's abandoned glass.

"Just thought that I would help," I shrugged, giving Damon a wink when he refilled my glass. "Now, babes, you were telling me about your old bestie coming to say hi."

My boyfriend gave me a look but played along, "Apparently, the news of my fun had reached pious ears back in Mystic Falls. Stefan, despite us being in the off part of our relationship, had decided to send Lexi to come sort me out."

"Bet you just loved that," I laughed, ignoring Rebekah's disgruntled expression. She clearly didn't care about story time, and just wanted to find the lead to Katherine and the cure. But I wanted to enjoy my time here. Katherine could wait for a little while. I was having fun.

"Oh I did," Damon just shook his head. "She starting lecturing me having turned off my humanity and my disregard for covering my tracks. She claimed that if I carried on down my current path, I would get caught and killed. As if that would be possible in a city this big. The damn woman just wouldn't let me alone."

"I thought she hated you though," I frowned slightly, tapping my fingers against the table. "I mean, I know that she got her jollies on with that kind of shit. But still, why would she want to help you?"

"Because she promised Stefan that she would," my boyfriend replied simply. "No matter what I said to her, she just wouldn't break that promise. And so, I was stuck with her, forced to say goodbye to the fun that I had been having."

"Well, she sounds dreadful," Rebekah piped up. She had apparently had enough with being ignored. So, even though we weren't doing what she wanted us to do, she hated being ignored more.

"She had a Mother Teresa complex," Damon rolled his eyes at the thought of the deceased vampire. Even though I had only met Lexi once, I had definitely picked up on that vibe from her. She had been so keen on helping a completely sloshed me the first time that I had met her.

"Well, I have to say that I'm glad that she's dead," I snorted, forgoing the empty glass to just take a swig from the bottle. "She would have been utterly dreadful to be around right now. And I'm all for having fun. Not being lectured because I happened to decimate a swim team."

"You've eaten a swim team?" Damon glanced down at me with a raised eyebrow.

"Not yet," I winked.

"We're going to need drinks," my boyfriend nodded, before tapping me on the nose and giving me a stern look. "Stay here. And try not to eat anyone just yet. We're saving that for later."

"I make no promises," I smirked, enjoying the eye roll that I got before Damon walked over to the bar. He started harassing the bartender that had appeared, demanding a lot of drinks. I just laughed and ran my fingers through my hair. Despite his attitude, I knew that I was amusing him. He always enjoyed it when I got into this kind of mood. And apparently, I was well on my way to being a bit of a bitch. Not that I particularly cared.

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"You know," Rebekah spoke, scooting her chair around so that she was sitting next to me. From where we were sitting, we could see Damon at the bar. He was looking at the photo of his friend again. I knew that he regretted killing him, but he was doing him a favour. Klaus was the one that had signed the poor guy's death warrant. Damon just put him out of his misery. "I'm surprised that you are looking for the cure. I thought that you didn't want it."

"I don't want to take it," I agreed with a nod, pouting at the empty bottle in front of me. Come on, Damon, get back here with my drinks. Your girl was thirsty, babe, don't make her wait for long. "But I want to have control of it. Just in case someone gets a naughty thought in their head and tries to force me to take it. And if that happens, then I won't be responsible for my actions."

"Like Stefan," the blonde nodded, knowing exactly who I meant. I mean, it probably wasn't hard. It was inevitable that the Original had heard all about what had happened back in Mystic Falls, wasn't like I had tried to keep it quiet. Including my frustration with the younger Salvatore. Honestly, he was just lucky that it was Caroline's neck that I had snapped. Because it quite easily could have been his. I wouldn't have hesitated either. In fact, I probably would have enjoyed it.

"Yep, like Stefan," I rolled my eyes at the thought of the other vampire. He was still on my shit list. And I couldn't see him getting off of it any time soon. In fact, I didn't want him to get off of it. He was a convenient target for my frustration until I could rip Katherine apart. "Besides, hon, I'm not just searching for the cure. I'm looking for Katherine too. So that I can rip out her heart and make her eat it."

"Do you think that you can find her?" Rebekah asked, glancing around the room. I don't know why she was looking for eavesdroppers, there wouldn't be anyone in this room capable of listening in. And even if there were, they would have absolutely no clue as to who we were talking about. These people didn't know us. They didn't care about us. We were nothing to them and they were nothing to us. The only capable of listening in was Damon. And he was putting on a marvellous act of pretending to ignore us. It was quite adorable really, although I was quite certain that Rebekah didn't realise what he was up to.

"Damon seems pretty confident that this dead Will person would have something that would lead us to her," I shrugged, watching Damon at the bar. He glanced back over his shoulder at me and winked. I knew exactly what he was doing. Rebekah wouldn't be speaking this freely with him around. She didn't quite trust him enough to believe that he wouldn't screw her over. Which was why he was taking so long at the bar. I had to admit, even if I was annoyed at my lack of drink, it was useful hearing what Rebekah thought. "Apparently he has been gathering fake IDs for her for a long time. And he had to have some kind of address to send them too. We just need to find the most recent address and hope that it isn't from before the island."

"And you trust him not to force you to take the cure?"

"Right now, Damon is the only person that I trust when it comes to the cure. He likes me like this and he won't force me to do something that I don't want to do. He is the only one to respect my choices and, even with my humanity turned off, I respect and admire him for that. To tell you the truth, if it wasn't for him, I would have ripped Mystic Falls apart before just ditching town."

"You mean, you don't trust me?" the Original had the audacity to look offended by my words. I didn't know why. She wasn't exactly the top of my list of trustworthy people after her recent actions. And that was when I cared about them. At this point, there were a whole load of other reasons as to why she wasn't on my trustworthy list.

So I gave her a look, "You're kidding, right? Rebekah, right now, I do not trust you to screw me over and go find that cure by yourself. Which, you know, if you want to take it, great, that means that no one will force me. But if you go off by yourself, you will cost me my chance for revenge. And I just can't let that happen."

It was obvious that I was serious. Until I could use Bonnie to bring Elena back to life, my revenge was the only thing stopping me from diving headfirst into an ocean of sex and blood and booze. Katherine deserved to pay for what she did. For too long, she had been hurting my loved ones. And it was about time that she was made to regret that. The doppelganger had been fearing the wrong person for all these years. Klaus would be nothing compared to me. And I couldn't wait to see the look on Katherine's face when she realised that.

Rebekah was silent after that. And during that silence, I took the opportunity to look around the bar. As it had gotten later in the day, it was starting to fill up. A band had even started to set up on the stage. It looked exactly like I expected it to. Like grunge had made a comeback. But I didn't care. Because the place was now filled with warm bodies full of blood for me to eat.

Before I could go sink my fangs into someone, Damon reappeared at the table. He passed Rebekah a drink before wrapping his arm around my shoulders. I took mine from his hands before settling back against his chest. For a while, we were content to just watch as the party started. But soon, I was itching to get involved.

XXX

"So tell me about the Lexi method, Day," I relished the burn of the shot before placing my empty glass to the side. I tilted my head back so that I could look at Damon's expression. "Would she approve of us drinking alcohol? Or was she a bit of a tee-total bitch?"

I could feel the music pounding, reverberating in my bones. It had me itching to get up and dance. To surround myself with beating hearts and thudding music. To feel the warm bodies around me and relish in their scent. It was the party and the fun that I had been promised. And I knew that it wouldn't be long until I got involved.

"Oh, she would have allowed it," Damon laughed, taking a swig directly from the bottle. He took advantage of my tilted back head to pour some in my mouth too. I licked my lips when I was done and I could see my boyfriend' gaze flick down at them, those gorgeous silvery depths darkening slightly. "Lexi thought that the only way that I would turn my emotions back on was if I started enjoying my life."

"Do not tell me that she took you to Bon Jovi concerts too," Rebekah grumbled in the background, grabbing the spare bottle from the table. I could tell that she wasn't happy at being ignored by us. But hey, we didn't invite her along. So if she was third wheeling, then it was her own fault.

"No, wrong decade," my boyfriend shook his head before leaning forward to nip at my jaw line. "Lexi was not allowed to feed with Stefan. But I didn't have that problem." His lips traced along my jawline before whispering in my ear. "And neither do you."

Damon wrapped his arm around my waist before lifting me off the stool that I was sitting on. My body thrummed in anticipation as he led me onto the dancefloor. This was what I had been looking forward to since we left Mystic Falls. Damon could look for a lead for Katherine. I just wanted to have fun and let lose. Which was something that I definitely couldn't do back home. Thanks to Stefan and Caroline.

My boyfriend settled behind me, hands on my hips, as we danced to the band on the stage. His hips pressed against mine as I tilted my head back so that it rested against his. I could feel the smirk on his lips as Damon brushed them against my temple, "Take your pick, Ally. No one hear will notice or even care."

I moved my head to the side, giving my boyfriend a quick kiss, before I looked across the crowd. There were so many people to chose from. All of them caught up in the music and the atmosphere. Some of them were high, either on weed or the good drugs spied earlier. And while I would look to share their buzz later, for now, I just wanted an easy meal.

So I picked out a young man that was bopping his head to the music in front of us. My lips curled up into a smirk as I left Damon's side and approached the human. I could feel my boyfriend's eyes upon me as I rested a hand on the man's shoulder. He glanced down at me as I moved in front of me, swaying my hips. I could see his eyes immediately go to my boobs as I stood in front of him, wrapping my arms around his neck.

I gave Damon a wink over the young man's shoulder before making eye contact with the human, "Don't scream, hon."

Content that he was now under my control, I let my face change. The man's heartbeat picked up as he stared at me with fearful eyes. And I had to admit, it did excite me. I gave the human a kiss on the cheek, letting him feel my fangs against his cheek before I sank them into his neck. My fingers gripped his hair, tilting his head back as I greedily drank the warm blood.

It wasn't until I felt fingers brush against the hand that was tangled in the human's hair that I glanced up. Damon stared down at me, a hungry look in his eyes before his face changed too. I reached out to gently stroke the veins under his eyes, still feeding on the human in my grasp.

Damon's hand trailed down my arm, leaving goosebumps in its wake, before it gently tangled in my hair. He stepped up behind the young man before biting into the other side of his neck. The human's heartbeat picked up sharply before it slowly started to fade again. I knew that between us, we would drain the kid dry. But I didn't care. His life meant nothing to me. He was just stranger in a bar for me to feed on.

I moved my hand so that it rested on the back of my boyfriend's neck. We had never fed like this, sharing a human so intimately. It felt different to earlier. With the young man's body between us, it just heightened the experience. I could feel Damon through him. The more blood that he took, the more he rested his weight against us. And the tighter Damon's grip on me became.

It wasn't until the human's heartbeat had faded to practically nothing that I retracted my fangs. I could feel his blood staining my lips as I met Damon's gaze. He stared down at me, his fangs glistening in the light of the bar. And fuck me, he looked so fucking delicious. I shoved the human to the side, barely aware of the fact that Rebekah caught him before he could fall and draw attention to us, and stepped forward. I gripped the collar of Damon's leather jacket, pulling him closer to me before whispering in his ear, "Take me somewhere private. Right. Now."

Damon didn't need any more convincing before he whisked me from the room.

XXX

Damon shut the door to the stockroom with a click, flicking the lock as he did so. And the moment that he turned around, I was upon him. I sucked his bottom lip into my mouth as I reached down to cup his growing erection. My boyfriend groaned into my mouth as I nipped his lip before spinning me around, reversing our positions.

He quickly took control of the kiss, licking into my mouth as his hands gripped my hips. I wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling him closer against me, so that every inch of his body was pressed against mine. The taste of the blood in his mouth had me moaning. I felt Damon smirk into the kiss before his hand slowly made its way up my body.

Clever fingers dipped beneath my dress, teasing me over my bra. His thumb brushed against my pert nipple while his fingers gently kneaded my boob. His other hand moved to do the same, while his hips kept me pressed against the door. I could feel his erection straining against his jeans and I lifted one of my legs to wrap around his hips.

Damon's lips moved to my neck, leaving me a necklace of bruises as he sucked and nipped my skin. He tormented me, lightly brushing his fangs against the sensitive spot beneath my ear before moving on to other areas. It was enough to make me gasp for me. And my boyfriend didn't disappoint. He pushed my bra out of the way and I finally felt his hands on my skin.

He pinched and rolled my nipples between his fingers, focusing on both of them, not giving me a chance to breath. I just rocked my hips up against his and Damon cursed into my neck. His mouth moved down my body, biting the skin above my breast before moving down to my nipples. He sucked and nibbled, before licking away the blood that had dripped down.

While he distracted me with his lips, those clever fingers hooked into the waistband of my panties. He slowly slid them over my legs before dropping to his knees. I whispered out his name, tangling my fingers in his hair when he lifted a thigh over his shoulder. I could feel his breath against my core as he moved between my thighs, peppering them with kisses.

It took me repeating his name, a desperate whine in my voice, before he finally took pity on me. Looking back on it, I was grateful that the music in the bar was pounding so loudly, because the noise that I let out when Damon sucked my clit into his mouth was obscene. I could feel him smirk against me at the noises that I was making.

As he sucked at my clit, his fingers teased my entrance, dipping in and out, leaving me wanting more. I tugged on his hair as my legs shook, silently begging for it. Damon teased for a little while longer before he finally slid his fingers inside me. He curled them, pressing against that magic spot. He rubbed firm circles against the spot, as his thumb replaced his mouth on my clit. He stroked it with a featherlight touch as his fangs scrapped against my inner thigh.

"Please," I whimpered as my toes curled in pleasure, my legs shaking. It was only Damon's grip that kept me on my feet. His fangs sank into my skin, marking me again, as his thumb pressed firmly against my clit. The sharp pain mixed with the pleasure was enough to have me falling over the edge. The music hid my moans as my eyes rolled back, Damon's fingers keeping my orgasm going. His tongue licked the healing skin on my thigh before flicking my clit. My gasp had him smirking as he rose to his feet.

Fingers tangled in my hair as Damon grew me in for another kiss. I could taste myself on his tongue as he moved me away from the door. I felt the cold metal of a keg against my thighs as I pulled back, breathing out, "Damon, fuck me."

My boyfriend obliged.

He turned me around, bending me over the keg. I arched my back, thrusting my hips in the air as I kicked off my panties. They landed near the door and I made a mental note to pick them up before we left. After all, I couldn't wander around New York without them. Even if it would make my boyfriend jealous in the most delicious way.

I heard the sound of a zipper before I felt the head of Damon's cock pressing against my entrance. He rocked his hips back and forth, his tip barely entering me each time. Apparently, he was in the mood to tease tonight. Normally, I wouldn't complain and would just tease him back. But my body was throbbing in pleasure, still riding on the high of my previous orgasm, and it wanted more.

Fortunately, it didn't take much persuasion to get Damon to stop teasing. He firmly gripped my hips before snapping his forward, filling me completely. I let out a loud moan at the feeling, grinding my hips back against his, seeking movement and friction and just more.

"Don't worry, baby, I've got you," my boyfriend let out a throaty moan as he started to thrust. He bent forward over my body, arm wrapped around my waist, keeping me pressed against him. Each sharp thrust had the keg beneath me moving, letting out a loud scrape each time, but I didn't care. With every movement that Damon made, his cock dragged against that magic spot. And it didn't take me long to reach that edge again. I breathed out Damon's name as he increased his speed, chasing his own high, self-control escaping him tonight. He bit my shoulder with his human teeth and I let out moan as the unexpected pain sent me over the edge. I scrambled to grab the edge of the keg in front of me, squeezing tightly as wave after wave of pleasure crashed over me.

I wasn't aware of the fact that I had dented it until Damon let out a breathless laugh, "Careful, Ally, you might want to let go of that keg before you spill beer all over us."

XXX

Once we had caught our breath, and I had retrieved my panties, we made our way into Will's apartment. He lived over the bar, in a tiny apartment. And Damon was right, he was an extreme hoarder. There were boxes everywhere, filled with files and papers. They covered every table and most of the seating, leaving only one spot on the couch free. Apparently, Will didn't have guests over often. He was either a bit of a loner or he just entertained down in the bar. I didn't know which option was worse.

"At least it's all in boxes," I shrugged, laughing at Damon's disgruntled look, before I slipped my panties back on. I could sense my boyfriend admiring my bare ass as I did so and I gave it a little shake. I didn't even get the chance to flip my dress back down when I felt Damon's body pressing against mine. His hands landed on my hips, his fingers resting on my inner thighs, his thumbs brushing the sensitive skin just above my core. I could feel the rough fabric of his jeans through the thin lace of my panties.

He nipped the skin beneath my ear before muttering, "You need to stop distracting me."

"It's not my fault that you are easily distracted," I purred, grinding back against him before turning in his arms, revealing the lingering blood on my skin. Damon's arms moved as I turned before settling back on my hips. His fingers dug into my ass, holding me tight against him as he looked down at me with a raised eyebrow. "Besides, you are so fucking sexy, how am I supposed to keep my hands off of you?"

"Well, do you remember your favourite word 'restraint'?"

"Ugh, not that again," I rolled my eyes and pouted, tilting my head back. I knew that Damon wouldn't let me fall, as was proven when he wrapped his arms around my waist, holding me close to him. I knew that I was giving him a good view of my cleavage from my dramatic position. But he didn't take the hint and do what I wanted him to do. Damn his self-control.

"Let me find some kind of lead to Katherine and we can have as much fun as you want," my boyfriend laughed, deep and throaty as he shifted his hips against mine. And damn, did he have some impressive self-control. Because I was about ready to rip his clothes off. But all he did was give me a lingering kiss, nipping my bottom lip, before depositing me on the sofa.

I pouted up at him, hoping to get him to come back to me. But instead, he just wandered from box to box, flicking through the files. So I just shrugged and settle back against the leather of the sofa, resting my feet on the corner of the coffee table in front of me.

When I got bored of Damon just frowning at the boxes, I asked, "So, you said that your friend didn't have a filing system. How are you going to find what we need?"

"Well, it seems as though Will had upgraded his system since I was last here," my boyfriend muttered, pulling out a couple of files and flicking through them before placing them back in the box. "He has ordered it by birthdate, which doesn't really help me."

"Why, cos you don't remember Katherine's birthdate?" I snorted, shaking my head. Only to roll my eyes when silence followed my words. "Come on, babe, you were obsessed with her for decades. And you don't remember when she was born?"

"Well, what can I say," Damon gave me a look. "She hasn't exactly been a priority for me for a while. Why would I want to remember anything about her when I can just think about you?"

"Damn straight," I winked at him. "If it helps, she mentioned that encountered Klaus around 1490. I think it was 1492?" I thought for a moment before shrugging. "Eh, something like that. Does that help you narrow it down? Cos judging from her ugly face, she couldn't have been that much older than me when she was turned."

"You do realise that she shares a face with your sister, right?" my boyfriend asked, giving me an amused look.

"There are enough differences that make her ugly."

"Of course there are," Damon sighed, shaking his head. But he did move around the boxes with a more determined stride. There were still enough boxes for him to search through, but at least he had a starting point. That was more than he had before.

As I watched Damon, I slide down the sofa a bit more, bending my knees as I rested my feet on the edge of the coffee table. I knew that I was giving my boyfriend an amazing view of my lacy panties, but I didn't care. I was comfortable like this. Of course, I could have been helping him search the boxes. But finding the led was Damon's job. I was just here to have fun and to stop me from snapping more necks back home. And for the sex. Definitely couldn't forget the sex.

I could feel my boyfriend's gaze on me a few times as I opened my legs wider. I slyly dragged my dress up so that I was sitting just below my panty line. At this point, it wasn't covering anything. Was I being a distracting little shit? Yep. Did I care? Hell no. I just wanted more sex. And I would get it. Even if I had to just start stripping to break Damon's self-control. Because I knew that he was close to just coming over here and giving me what I wanted. I could tell by the way that he clenched and unclenched his fits, the way that he muttered under his breath. I loved it when he lost control. And I was so close to getting what I wanted.

XXX

I didn't get what I wanted.

Stefan, even though he was back home, was still ruining my fucking life. He had called Damon just before his self-control snapped. I rested my hands low on my stomach, fingers playing with the edge of my panties, when the phone buzzed. Damon just raised his eyebrow at me before answering the call.

I pouted in frustration before sitting up again. I moved so that I was sitting cross-legged on the sofa, arms crossed and an unhappy look on my face. I wasn't impressed that Stefan had ruined my plan. And I would make him pay for it the next time that I saw him.

The younger Salvatore was telling his brother all about the goings-on back home. Apparently, Silas had been secretly planning without anyone realising. He had been discussing the plan with darling Bonnie. I knew that he wouldn't stop her from doing it, if anything, he would force her to complete the plan quicker. Hopefully he had some information on how the whole expression triangle and dropping the veil thing worked. Because we were just going on guesswork and what Bonnie had been told on the island.

"So, Silas is appearing as Professor Shane," Damon hummed, flicking through the box closest to me. I could see the amused look on his face at my grumpiness. The little shit. "Wouldn't be my first choice."

"Well, it would be if you needed to brainwash Bonnie into committing a massacre," Stefan countered over the phone. "Even if she does have Alexa forcing her as well, Silas will want to make sure that Bonnie is done as she is told."

It was obvious that the younger Salvatore didn't know that I was listening in. And since Damon wasn't telling him, I decided to keep my mouth shut. I mean, I could find out some useful information. Eavesdropping was always useful when it came to finding out the gossip. Even if I did get offended by Stefan's words. How dare he presume that I was forcing Bonnie into this. The witch was more than happy to go along with it all. In fact, she was the one that suggested the plan in the first place. I was merely helping her sort out the gory details. And maybe even actually do the killing for her. Since there was a huge difference between planning to kill 12 people and actually killing them.

"I think that Alexa would be more persuasive than Professor Shane," my boyfriend snorted, fingers brushing against my shoulder as he walked past me. "But do you need me to come home and sort out the big bad Silas?"

"No, we got it," Stefan sighed, and I could just imagine the frown lines. Honestly, he had frowned so much recently that I was surprised that they weren't permanently etched onto his face. "How's the cure search going?"

"Eh, not great. I mean, it's not massacre in the making, but Rebekah trailed us here, which is just tedious. But hey, at least it gives Alexa someone to party with while I'm busy," Damon gave me a wink and I nodded. Apparently Stefan wasn't clued into the fact that I was on board with the clue hunt. And if my boyfriend wanted to keep that piece of information out of Stefan's head, then I wasn't going to argue it. Besides, it could only benefit us in the long run. "Then in addition to my buddy being a brilliant identity thief, he's also a hoarder."

"What are you trying to find?"

"Will had a repeat customer, 5'7" brunette. Said she was a runner."

"Katherine."

"Turns out that I was helping her run from me. Ironic," Damon rolled his eyes. "Problem is, I'm pretty sure that this filing system goes by birthdate, but I can't for the life of me remember Katherine's."

"June fifth, 1473," the younger Salvatore immediately said and I raised an eyebrow. It was interesting that he remembered it when Damon didn't. I didn't know if I was reading too much into it when I remembered my boyfriend's words. Damon forgot about Katherine because he was in love with me. But Stefan hadn't done the same when he was in love with Elena. Eh, maybe I was reading too much into it. "I'm surprised that you don't remember."

"Katherine means nothing to me anymore," Damon shrugged as he walked over to a different box. "So why would I waste my time remembering unimportant little details." It took him barely a second of flicking through files before he let out a triumphant noise. "Well, will you look at that?" He pulled out a folder and flicked through it, pulling out a piece of paper. "It's all her former addresses, including a couple from the last two months. They're mostly P.O. boxes, but hey, it narrows the search."

"Well, you're welcome," Stefan rolled his eyes. "So, you headed back now?"

"Maybe in a day or two," my boyfriend replied, walking over to stand in front of me. I gave him an innocent look as I tried to hide the fact that I was adjusting my boobs to make them stand out more. "Gotta keep up the ruse for the terrible twosome outside. Besides, Alexa's having fun and if she is having some harmless fun, then she isn't killing people."

"As long as you don't let her kill anyone. I don't know if she will be able to recover from that when she turns it back on," the other vampire cautioned and I rolled my eyes. Honestly, it wasn't like I had never killed anyone. Granted, he didn't know about Heather, but he knew about the others. My hands weren't exactly free from blood. So why would it matter if I killed a few more before I completed my plan and turned my humanity back on?

"Don't you worry about Alexa, brother, I know how to look after my girl," Damon replied sharply, hanging up the call before Stefan could respond. He tucked in phone back into his pocket, followed by our lead, as he muttered unpleasant words about his brother. Once he was done, he stared down at me with a raised eyebrow, "Now, what to do with you."

"I have an idea," I gave him a wink and opened my legs.

XXX

I definitely got what I wanted.

My head hung back, my hair swaying as I rocked back and forth on Damon's cock. His hands gripped my hips, fingers digging into my skin as he watched me through dark eyes. My dress lay discarded on the floor behind us, my bra on top of it. I didn't quite know where my panties had ended up but I would track them down eventually. Because I didn't exactly care where they were.

All that I could focus on was thick heaviness of Damon's length as he filled me. On the way that every inch of him dragged against me every time I lifted my hips. My fingers dug into my boyfriend's shoulders as I moaned out his name. My slow and steady pace was driving me crazy, much like it was Damon. I could tell by the tight grip that he had on me. By the way that he ground out my name, staring at me. And as much as I wanted to move quicker, to feel him pound away inside me, I wanted to break his composure more.

And I got my way a lot quicker than I was expecting.

I changed the angle of my hips, taking him in deeper than before, and that was when Damon's will broke. He pulled me against his chest, his hips snapping up to meet mine. I muffled a groan in his neck at the feeling. He kept up a ruthless pace and I moved my hips down to match his. It was quick and it was intense and it was just what I wanted.

The hard thrusts, hitting that special spot each time, soon had me reaching the edge. And I didn't even try to fight it. I just let my face change before sinking my fangs into Damon's neck. His moan matched mine as I greedily drank his blood. My fingers dug into his shoulders as I let my pleasure and his blood consume me. I felt Damon orgasm not long later, his fingers digging bruises into my skin. And I was almost annoyed that they would immediately heal. That was the annoying thing about my vampire healing, I couldn't wear his marks anymore.

When Damon's grip eased, I carefully retracted my fangs, licking away the remaining blood on his skin. And while I didn't move from where I was, I did shift so that my arms were wrapped around my boyfriend's neck.

I gave him a lazy smirk before purring, "Now that was exactly what I wanted."

"You are insatiable," Damon murmured against my lips before gently nipping my bottom lip. He reached out to the side, grabbing his jacket before wrapping it around my shoulders. I just rested against his chest, content to cuddle. I wanted to enjoy this moment of peace before reality interrupted and I continued my search for revenge.

"It's not my fault that you turn me on," I carefully shrugged, kissing his jaw. Despite his grumbling, my boyfriend held me close to him with a level of desperation. It was as though he didn't want to let go of me and return to reality either. It was so much easier to just stay in this room and fuck each other as much as we wanted.

"You know," Damon eventually sighed into the silence of the room. "We can't stay in here forever."

"Sure we can. Not like Katherine is going to die anytime soon. Maybe I can do Klaus' favourite little trick and make her paranoid for the next few years."

"As wonderful a plan as that sounds, you forget that we have a very impatient Original in the bar downstairs."

"Ah damn, I had forgotten about Rebekah," I groaned, rolling my eyes. "She just won't let us have any peace until she has that damn cure."

"Well, why don't we just let her take it?" Damon suggested and I pulled back to look at him, eyebrow raised. "Just think, Alexa, if Rebekah takes the cure, then no one can try to force you to take it. And I won't have to rip my brother's spine out."

"Hmm, true, but I did want to see you rip out Stefan's spine," I pouted before smirking at my boyfriend's eyeroll. "But you do make a good point. The fact that Rebekah followed us here does imply that she is pretty desperate to take the cure. We could take advantage of that and use her to get the cure from Katherine. She will be stronger than the annoying little bitch, might as well use that to benefit us."

"I'll let you speak to her about her involvement. She's more likely to trust you than me right now."

"Eh, I mean, she does know that I have no intention of taking the cure. And she does know that you won't make me take it. I suppose it would be easier for her to just take it than to hide it somewhere. That way, I can focus on ripping Katherine apart limb by limb."

"And I can make sure that Stefan doesn't bother you while you indulge your violent side," Damon shook his head at the smirk on my face. I knew that my violent mutterings over the different ways that I would kill Katherine amused him. He even made some suggestions of his own. Damon just liked to tease me over my recently unleashed violent side.

"That, my dear, is why you are my favourite person ever," I purred, nuzzling his cheek and grinding my hips against his. My boyfriend's chest rumbled in a low growl as his hands moved from my waist to my hips.

"I should hope that I am," he muttered before pulling me in for a searing kiss. I just gripped onto him, fingers moving to tangle in his hair, keeping his lips against mine. I could feel his arousal and smirked, nipping his bottom lip. Damon retaliated by licking into my mouth before his fingers slowly moved to circle my clit. I moaned into his mouth, moving my hips against his.

God, I fucking loved vampire stamina.

XXX

The moment that I returned to the bar; I was ambushed by Rebekah. I wasn't surprised, like at all. The blonde was obviously waiting for me to appear with the precious lead to Katherine's whereabouts. Unluckily for her, the lead was still in Damon's pocket. He had stayed upstairs to answer Alaric's call. Apparently, he had been avoiding speaking to his recently returned friend. I didn't know what had finally guilted him into answering the call, but something had. My money was on Jenna, as I highly doubted that Stefan would be capable of guilting Damon into anything. Especially right now. He was firmly on my boyfriend's shit list. Which was kinda hilarious.

Rebekah looked at me, taking in my messy hair and the still healing bruises on my neck, and wrinkled her nose, "Is that why you two took so long? You were having sex?"

"Don't be jealous because you aren't having any," I gave her a wink before ordering a bottle from the bartender. He looked doubtful at first, clearly wondering if he should be IDing me, but after I gave him a wink and leant forward, giving the young man a perfect view of my cleavage, he gave me the bottle without saying anything. Ah, I loved how easily people could be manipulated. It meant that I didn't have to try and compel him. Because that was far too much effort.

"What makes you think that I haven't been having sex?" the Original asked, sounding offended as I walked over to the one of the tables. I made myself comfortable, flashing a bit of thigh to those who were still in the bar. It had emptied out quite considerably while I was gone. But I didn't care too much. I had had my fun. Now it was time to get serious again. I hadn't forgotten why we had come here, even while I was distracting Damon with sex. And now I was ready to resume my hunt for revenge.

"Because you are still pining over Matt and Stefan," I rolled my eyes, pouring her a drink before taking a swig from the bottle. "The last time you fucked someone, it was revenge sex with Stefan. And it wasn't even you trying to get revenge, it was Stefan trying to get into Elena's head." I let out a dramatic sigh and shook my head. "It's a shame, really, you're hot. You shouldn't be wasting your time pining over random boys who don't respect you. You should be out fucking your way through the city, bending it to your will."

Rebekah frowned, wondering if I was insulting her or complimenting her. She must have decided to take the compliment that I had hidden in my words, as she slowly said, "Uh, thank you." She continued to frown for a moment before shaking her head, "So, did you manage to find a lead on Katherine?"

"Yep," I nodded, tapping my fingers on the table as I debated whether I did want to feed or if I was just bored. "Damon has it."

"Why does he have it?" the blonde asked, sounding disgruntled. I smirked at her annoyance, topping up her drink.

"Because I don't have pockets," I shrugged, giving her a wink. "And since I took my bra off not long after he found it, I couldn't exactly hide it in there."

"You two are frustrating. Why didn't you take me with you to go find it?"

"Because my boyfriend is possessive and didn't really fancy a threesome at the time," I laughed at the disgusted look on her face. "Look, just because we didn't take you with us to go search through some boxes, doesn't mean that you can't be involved."

Rebekah paused before slowly asking, a cautious edge to her voice, "What do you mean I can still be involved?"

"Because I don't want to take the cure. But you do. And if you do take it, then it means that the risk of someone forcing it down my throat has disappeared. I just wanted to task about one thing, why do you want to be human again? I mean, it isn't exactly fun. You're weak, you have to deal with periods and PMS, you get hurt easily. There's nothing fun about it."

The Original was silent for a moment, looking at me with considering eyes, before sighing, "Because, someday, I want a family of my own."

"Ah, so you want to be a mom," I nodded, that made sense. Of course Rebekah would want a family of her own. I mean, her own one was a bit shit. They constantly betrayed her and wouldn't let her live her life like she chose. And she never chose to become a vampire, her father forced it upon her. But her reasons for taking the cure made this even easier for me. The blonde wanted a family of her own, which meant that she would fight for the cure. She would be a useful ally. "Awesome, well, get ready to get pregnant, hon. Because tomorrow, we're going on a cure hunt."

"Why tomorrow?" Rebekah frowned, pausing as she went to get off her seat. Honestly, that girl was far too impatient. She had spent a thousand years as a vampire, a few more days wouldn't hurt. She was just lucky that I was in a good mood after getting what I wanted and getting fucked by my boyfriend. Otherwise I would get snappy and rude.

"Because I want to have a bit more fun in New York," I shrugged, glancing over to the side as Damon re-entered the room. He glanced around the bar, nodding when he saw me sitting at the table. I held up the bottle and he nodded, walking over to us. "Unfortunately, once you've taken the cure and I've ripped Katherine apart, I'll need to head back to Mystic Falls. And since having fun is impossible in that damned town, I'll just have to fill my quota here."

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When Rebekah left to go sulk over the fact that she couldn't persuade me to chase after the lead right that second, I turned to face my boyfriend. Damon was stood next to the table, elbows resting on the wood, as he watched me with an amused expression. Honestly, I should probably find it a bit rude, how often he was amused when I was being a stubborn bitch. But since I normally benefitted from it, I just didn't have it in me to be insulted.

So instead, I wrapped my legs around his hips, tugging him forward. With an indulgent look, he stepped forward so that he was standing right in front of me. Damon's hands settled on my hips as he hummed, "You look like you're after something."

"I just wanted to know how your little story about Lexi ends," I gave him by best innocent look, blinking up at him. "You left it on a cliff-hanger. Tell me, how did you manage to get rid of the annoying wench?"

My words startled a laugh out of my boyfriend and he shook his head, muttering, "I've been too much of a bad influence on you." He glanced down at my expectant look before dramatically sighing and taking a drink from my bottle, "Okay, I'll continue story time. But only because you asked so nicely."

"I always do," I purred, wrapping my arms around his shoulders as I looked up at him. Now, I know that you are wondering why I was asking about his time in the seventies with Lexi. A part of it was curiosity. I mean, he did end up killing her. Was this part of the reason why? But the main reason was that every time he talked about that time of his life, he got all riled up. And I definitely enjoyed it when he did, as the only way that I was able to calm him down was sex.

Damon rolled his eyes but played along, "Lexi stuck with me for months; she was partying with me, showing me a good time, but late every night, she'd torture me in the worst possible way."

"Oh no, what did she do?" I put on a dramatic tone, one hand reaching up to cover my mouth. My boyfriend gave me a look, barely able to hide his amusement, before taking my hand in his.

"She'd ask me about Katherine," he replied with a shrug. "She'd make me talk about her, what she looked like, what she sounded like. She even tried to get me to talk about things that reminded me of her."

"Ugh, that sounds lame," I scrunched up my nose. "Why would she do that?"

"Because she was under the impression that I was still in love with her, even though my humanity had been off for the past couple of decades, and love is one of the most powerful emotions. She thought that she if could get me to remember how I felt about Katherine, I would want to turn it back on again."

"I get her theory, even if she did willingly ignore the fact that the girl you loved was locked away in a tomb for at least the next thirty years. What did she do when that failed?"

"Oh just the usual nonsense about how I apparently cared for my brother, even after he killed our dad, forced me to turn and munched his way through the population of Mystic Falls. She got all mopey over the fact that even though I hated him, I wanted her to help him. And now that our positions were reversed, she was there to help me. It all got very tedious and it just reminded me of how much of a buzzkill my brother was."

"So what did you do?" damnit, I was actually interested in the story. It had stopped becoming a way to pass the time and get Damon to have sex with me. I actually wanted to know what happened. Damn my boyfriend for being so interesting.

"I told her that I cared about her more than Katherine," Damon shrugged and I stared up at him with wide eyes before laughing.

"No way! And she believed that?!"

"Oh yeah," my boyfriend smirked, shaking his head. "I was a very good actor. She believed that I had actually flipped the switch because of her. God, it was far too easy."

"Holy crap, she was so dumb. Did she really believe her own hype that much?"

"Apparently so," Damon tapped my nose. "She was so easy to manipulate, I didn't even have to put any effort into it. I just spouted some bullshit about her working and then I just gave her a loving look before we had sex."

"You had sex?!" I looked disgusted at the thought of those two hooking up. I mean, I wasn't stupid. I knew that my boyfriend had fucked other people before me. But I assumed that he had taste. Fucking Lexi was the opposite of that.

"A lot of sex," Damon looked like he was enjoying my jealously far too much. Damnit, I wasn't meant to show that. Lexi was lucky that she was dead, otherwise I would be taking a chunk out of her for fucking my boyfriend. Even if it was forty years ago and I didn't even exist. "On the bar, on the stage, on the roof. It was a very long night."

"Sounds like it," I muttered, narrowing my eyes.

My boyfriend laughed at me, "You're acting as though we haven't had a ridiculous amount of sex since we got here."

"It's just the thought of you doing it with Lexi," I grumbled, scrunching up my nose as he tilted my head up. "But come on, finish the story."

Damon looked down at me, a mischievous look in his eyes, "Well, the story finished on the roof, so why don't we head up there? And if you're really lucky, then you might get some rooftop sex."

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I gazed out upon the city, Damon standing behind me. His arms were wrapped around my waist, his head resting against mine. While the sun was just starting to rise in the distance, it was still dark on the roof. The noise of the city buzzed in the background as I sighed, "It's a shame that I have a plan to carry out, because I could happily spend the rest of the decade here with you. Drinking and partying. It might even be enough to consider turning it back on earlier than I thought it would."

"There are others that can carry out your plans," my boyfriend murmured into my hair. "Bonnie will still lower the veil, thanks to Silas' little voice whispering in her head. And since Rebekah is determined to find the cure, we can just set her lose on Katherine."

"Mm, as tempting as it sounds, I can't leave anything to chance," I sighed, turning around in Damon's arms so that I could look up at him. I wrapped my arms around his shoulders before leaning up to drag my lips across his jaw. "Even if all I want to do is fuck you until I can't remember my own name."

Damon closed his eyes, muttering under his breath. It was adorable, watching him try to keep his composure. We both knew that it wouldn't work, as was evidenced by the way that he slotted his thigh between mine, pressing right against my core. One hand reached up to tangle in my hair, tilting my head back before his lips settled on the sensitive spot just beneath my neck.

He gently teased it with his teeth, nibbling it with the lightest of touches as his thigh slowly moved. It was enough friction to have my body going hot, but not enough for me to do anything. I gripped onto his shoulders, trying to move my hips, but my boyfriend used his freehand to keep an iron grip on my hips, preventing me from seeking more.

"Damon," I sighed out into the night air, my eyes closing. "Stop teasing me."

"You've done nothing but tease me all day," Damon breathed into my ear, before nipping the lob. "I'm just returning the favour, Alexandria."

I shivered at the sound of my full name rolling off his tongue. It wasn't often that he called me that, but when he did, it was enough to make me feel things. Especially when the rough fabric of his jeans pressed a little harder against my core.

"Favour returned," I gasped out when Damon bit down on my neck, sucking hard enough that I would have the mother of all hickies. "Now please just fuck me."

"As my lady commands," my boyfriend smirked against my skin before speeding us away from the edge. He pressed me up against the entrance to the roof, the rough brick biting my skin through the fabric of my dress. But I couldn't bring myself to care when Damon slowly hooked his fingers into the waistband of my panties, dragging them down my legs, before placing them in his pocket. His lips had settled on the skin just above my breasts, mouthing and nibbling it, hovering just above the hem of my dress.

One hand slowly stroked the skin just above my core, while the other moved to unzip his jeans. I tangled my fingers in his hair, pulling his forward for a sloppy kiss. I bit his lip, enjoying the low growl that rumbled through his chest, before Damon's hands returned to my hips. He easily lifted me up and I wrapped my legs around him, pulling him closer.

I could immediately feel the head of his cock nudging against my entrance. But instead of sliding into me, my boyfriend just slowly thrusted against me, easing in just the tip before moving back again. I knew exactly what he was doing, but I couldn't do anything to stop the teasing after he gently bit down on my nipple. I was able to feel the warmth of his breath through my dress and bra, his teeth carefully teasing me as he slowly, finally, entered me.

I moaned out his name at the feeling of being so full. It was exactly what I wanted, but I also wanted more. I needed more. God, why was his cock so fucking addictive?

Damon must have sensed my thoughts, as he smirked against my skin. He kept my upper body pressed against the brick, continuing to mouth at my nipples as he thrusted, short and sharp. Each thrust hit that magical spot. I squeezed my legs together, stopping him from moving too far away. With the pace that he had set, it didn't take me long to reach the edge. And when I fell over it, damn, did I fall. Damon kept thrusting against that spot, keeping my orgasm going, forcing it to reach new heights of pleasure with every thrust. I gasped out his name, unable to do more than cling onto his strong shoulders as my eyes rolled back. Damon groaned against my skin, seeking his own pleasure as he kept mine going. And when he found it, he bit into the sensitive skin of my breast.

When I came down from my high, I became aware of him just lazily licking away the blood that had dripped down my skin. My breath hitched when his tongue swiped against my nipple, pausing to suck on it to remove the blood that had stained it.

Damon let me down once my legs had stopped shaking, although he kept me pressed against the wall. His fingers drew patterns on the sensitive skin of my inner thighs as he hummed against my skin, "Now that is the best rooftop sex that I have ever had."

"Damn straight it is," I nodded, staring up at Damon when he moved back every so slightly to look down at me. He glanced at my messy hair, at the bruises that still marked my skin and the blood stain that hadn't been licked away.

A proud look entered his eyes as he purred, "The only way that you would look better right now would be if you were completely naked."

"And you call me insatiable," I smirked, shaking my head as he slowly started easing my dress up my thighs. "I'm almost tempted to let you."

"Ah, but you want to know the rest of the story. Well, you don't have to worry, baby, Lexi wasn't anywhere near as delicious as you were. In fact, she was a bit of chore. It took a ridiculous amount of temptation and booze to get her up here. But it was worth the effort, considering I was finally able to get my revenge on her."

"Oh yeah?" I raised an eyebrow as my boyfriend's hands settled on the bare skin of my ass. My panties were still in his pocket and I knew that he was waiting for me to ask for them back. But I wouldn't just yet. "What did you do?"

"Well, after she passed out, I very carefully left her side and reinforced the only door to the roof. The foolish woman didn't think to get back inside before she fell asleep. Maybe she trusted me to get take her back inside or maybe she just planned on making a run for it when the sun came up, I neither knew nor cared. All I knew was that I could make her pay for the past six months of my life. Her constant nagging and self-righteous platitude. Burning in the sun would make up for all of the pain that she had caused me. She finally caught onto the fact that my humanity wasn't actually back and I had been messing with her."

"Damn, babe, that's cold," I gave my boyfriend an admiring look. "Pretending to care about her, just to punish her. I have to admit, I love it."

"I was willing to do whatever it took to get what I wanted. Just like you and your little plan."

"Vampires do seem to get very protective over their plans when they don't have their humanity," I nodded in agreement. "So is that why you killed her when she came back to town a couple of years back?"

"She became a walking, talking reminder of all the awful things that I'd done," Damon nodded, his hands sliding across my skin to settle on my hips. "And I managed to avoid her for decades, and then she just shows up in Mystic Falls to wish my baby bro a happy birthday, and boom – rush of memories and guilt. So I killed her. out of sight, out of mind."

"Well, damn," I scrunched up my nose in thought. "That explains a lot."

Before Damon could say anything else, a new voice called out, "You two better be decent out there."

I muttered and rolled my eyes, "Fucking cockblock."

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Once I had slipped my panties back on and made myself decent, Rebekah strutted out onto the roof. She pointedly looked at the rising sun before raising an eyebrow, "Well, it's a new day."

"Good lord woman," I rolled my eyes, running my fingers through my hair in an attempt to neaten it. "The fucking sun has only just risen. Did you never learn patience in the past one thousand years?"

The blonde rolled her eyes at me, "The longer we delay, the more likely it is that Katherine will flee to somewhere new with the cure. And I won't take that risk. We know where she is now, so let's get going."

"She's just jealous of all the sex that we're having," I muttered to Damon, ignoring the look that the older vampire gave me. "Maybe she thinks that she's more likely to get some if she's a human."

"Alexa," Rebekah growled warningly, narrowing her eyes at me. "There's no need to be rude."

"You stopped round two from happening," I shrugged while my boyfriend wrapped an arm around my waist. "I'm entitled to be rude."

"You'll get round two later," Damon shook his head at me, an amused glint in his eyes. He pulled a piece of paper out of his pocket before passing it to me. I glanced down at the list of addresses before tucking it into my bra. I looked up just in time to see Rebekah's hand twitch. Apparently, she had expected me to pass it to her. Which I would never do. Just because we were working together, didn't mean that I trusted her. She could quite easily ditch me to go get the cure herself. Which meant that I would lose my opportunity for revenge. "You two track down Katherine. I'll try to keep Stefan off your trail while you do so."

"Why would you do that?" Rebekah immediately asked, her voice thick with suspicious, looking at Damon through narrowed eyes.

"Because right now, all I care about is Alexa getting what she wants," my boyfriend shrugged, not even bothering to look at the blonde. Instead, he reached out to grab my hand, holding it open as he grabbed his keys from his pocket. He gently placed them on my open palm before closing my fingers around them.

"You're giving me your car keys?" I asked, raising an eyebrow in surprise. I had just assumed that I would steal a car. I mean, Damon loved his car, he barely let anyone drive it. And even then, he was in the car with them. So the fact that he trusted me with his car was important. And even with my humanity turned off, I knew that it was important.

"You need a car," Damon shrugged, looking at me and only me. "I know that you will look after it. And besides, if I can force Stefan to come to New York to pick me up when he eventually learns that you two have gone off on your own, then it gives you more time to rip off Katherine's arms."

"Hmm, I do like the thought of not having to rush my arm ripping," I purred, turning around to wrap my arms around my boyfriend's neck, leaning up to press a kiss to his lips. "I promise that I will take good care of it."

"I know you will," my boyfriend muttered against my lips, as we both ignored the sound of Rebekah scoffing in the background. "Now, you'd best be off. I'll give you a couple of hours before I call Stefan."

"Have fun with your brother," I smirked, giving Damon a final kiss before stepping out of his arms. "I'll give Katherine your regards."

"Make her scream for me, baby."

"Oh I will. Don't you worry about that."

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A/N: Thank you for the reviews! Please keep them coming :) and I'll keep the smut coming ;) I hope you all enjoyed the chapter, I do love writing a Dalexa heavy chapter! Friendly reminder that the poll is still open, although no one has voted yet! I'll keep it open until I've posted chapter 20, just to give you all more time :) I'm not sure when the next chapter will be up but hopefully soon(ish)! Until next time xoxo