Damon had closed the bar for the night. No offense to anyone who wanted to get their Valentine's Day rocks off by being vamp bait, but they'd have to do it Friday night. Tonight, he had different plans, and they did not include either him or his assistant manager being at work. He hadn't really known how to arrange the time, honestly. Inviting at ( Read more... )

Every now and then, the constriction of the village tightened around him until he wanted to throw something through a wall. It wasn't often--for the most part he'd learned to be content in his three years here--but when it happened, it was like a restless burning he couldn't shake.

He was a vampire, a predator. Once upon a time, he'd been death ( Read more... )

After Rebekah's reaction to Klaus's presence, Damon had been even more determined to make certain to get some time with both her and Elijah. He got the message to Elijah, his room, after closing. Elijah's room was something he wasn't quite ready for, uncertainty of just how a morning after meeting in the kitchen would go, and really not wanting to ( Read more... )

[Continued from here.]Elijah groaned at the roll of her hips against him, pressing up against her again. She was warm and wet against him and the only thing in the world he wanted was to bury himself inside of her. Her nails only heightened that, sending shivers over his skin ( Read more... )

1. Having met Selene ( Read more... )

Damon was having a particularly interesting weekend. The being locked in had ended up being far more fortuitous than he could have imagined. Elena's giving in without any threats or coercion, his new little playmate, sleeping all curled up in his bed for the moment tired from exertion and loss of blood. The fact that Stefan had left was ( Read more... )