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Girl behind the glass window (Reader x Human!Damon Salvatore)

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“Catch.” – Stefan called out, throwing the ball over to Katherine. Hoisting up her skirt, she took a run for it, catching the ball before it landed on the ground. Nearly making her loose her balance. Stefan flinched, ready to catch her if she would fall. Katherine giggling loud. She moved the ball down with a mischievous laugh. – “I bet you won’t catch this.” – she said throwing the ball away. Damon had his eyes on the ball, seeing it immediately fly over his head.

Jogging after it in an attempt to catch it before he saw it get tossed over the hedge. It made him slow down, panting brief. – “Wonderful.” – he gestured out of breath. Katherine came joining Stefan’s side. – “Well go on. Fetch it.” – she ordered with a motion of her hand. 

Damon looked over his shoulder to her. – “You serious?” – he asked to be sure since she was the one who threw the ball over the hedge. Katherine hummed loud with a nod of her head. Damon glanced over to his brother, who only shrugged his shoulders to him. Sighing loud, he started to make his way to the hedges.

“Do hurry up!” – Katherine called out, waving him goodbye. That made Damon sigh again, grabbing the hedge to climb over it. Grabbing onto greenery and sturdy branches to get across. Annoyed he puffed the leaves out of his face as they had come really close. With a few good pulls, was he at the top.

Letting himself roll over the hedge, disappearing out of sight. Losing his balance and grip, he tumbled down. Landing with a loud thud on his back. Making him groan chucklingly out of pain. Getting up to his feet, he brushed his pants clean. Removing all traces of ground and hedge. His gaze fell on the enormous garden.

Trees perfectly cut into shape. Up a head a fountain. Looking around for the ball, he went over to the fountain. Scooping a hand in to splash some water in his face. Patting his wet hand in his neck, he caught something in the corner of his eye. Up by the window from the mansion a few yards away. He saw the last of a curtain ripple, hinting someone must have been watching a second earlier.

It made Damon swallow nervously. Knowing very well he was trespassing. Backing away from the fountain, he brought his gaze down again. Searching low for the ball. Eyes not missing a thing. With his hand, he pushed into one of the trees, to see if the ball wasn’t caught in it. – “Where are you?” – he whispered out desperate.

Knowing each second longer spend here, was the more opportunity for the owner to come out and hold a riffle up to him. He had drifted away from the hedge he had crawled over. Knowing Katherine was waiting impatiently. Damon was close to just give up and return before he would get shot, when he heard knocking. Knocking on a glass window that caught his attention.

It was subtle. Not the loud thumping kind that would alarm him to take a run for it. More a soothing knock to get his attention. Damon turned around, facing the mansion. Furrowing his brows, he saw nothing but curtains closed behind the only available window in sight. Looking away, he scratched his head confused.

There it was again. Gentle knocks to catch his attention. He immediately turned around, seeing the last of the curtains ruffle. With a quizzable brow, he went over. Keeping himself low and out of sight. He neared the window in crouched position. Kneeling down under it as his gaze fell on the bush beneath the window.

There in its full glory was the ball that got tossed over. Intrigued, picked Damon the ball up. Someone clearly must have called his attention over to this place for him to find the ball. But who? Moving his gaze up, Damon got startled, seeing a pair of curious eyes peek through the curtains.

His reaction made the curtains move shut. Probably having scared the poor person. – “No, no…” – Damon whispered waving his hands across as he didn’t mean to startle them. He waited for the person to appear once more. When they didn’t, dared Damon to gently knock on the window at his side.

Two gentle knocks to get their attention. He waited a few more seconds before the curtain got moved aside. Just a bit for him to make out half a face. A sweet face. Clearly a girl. Damon showed you his sweetest smile, wanting you to reveal more of you. His smile made you smile bashful back, looking shyly down. Damon waved at you, hoping you’d become more comfortable with him.

You moved the curtains more aside, revealing you fully to him. You sat by the window, waving shyly back at him. Damon pointed at the ball under his armpit, mouthing a ‘thank you’ to you. You moved your hand to your chest. With one nod, you gestured to him it was alright. Damon curled up a smile, unable to look away from you.

“Do you want to play along?” – he asked, seeing how you furrowed your brows to focus on his wording through the glass. His words deafened out. As a response, you shook your head saddened. Damon’s gaze widened with shock as he saw you flinch. Look clearly to your side. Then your hands motioning for him to get away before the curtains got pulled closed.

Damon got up, stumbling back as he knew he’d be discovered if he’d stay. He started running back to the hedge. Throwing the ball over it, hearing his brother complain in pain. Probably the ball had hit his head. Followed by Katherine’s laughing. Damon grabbed onto the hedge, pulling himself up to get over. Swinging his leg over it, he lowered himself on the other side.

Jumping the last height down. – “Took you long enough.” – Katherine said unamused, faking a yawn. – “Couldn’t find it.” – Damon replied picking up the ball. The three of them started to move away from the hedge, more into Katherine’s garden. Damon tossed the ball to his brother. – “Do you know who lives over there?” – he asked Katherine curiously.

“Some rich grumpy man. I believe his name is Y/l/n.” – Katherine answered plainly catching the ball from Stefan. Katherine tossed the ball back to Damon. – “Does… does he have a daughter?” – Damon then asked, having caught the ball. Katherine shrugged her shoulders. – “If he did, I have never seen her.” – was her simple response. Damon nodded thoughtfully, clearly with his head elsewhere.

“Why do you ask?” – Katherine said curious. – “Nothing for.” – Damon replied, tossing the ball over to Stefan once more. – “Did you run into him?” – Stefan questioned. – “No luckily I didn’t.” – Damon responded. Stefan threw the ball back at Damon as he did no effort to catching it. Simply letting it drop to the ground as he started moving. – “I’m done playing.” – he said walking off. Katherine and Stefan looking confused at each other.

You narrowed your eyes confused, seeing a ball fly over the hedge. Not a moment later the same boy from yesterday climbing over the hedge. This time the ball was out in the open. Very obvious to see. The boy landed on his feet, looking anxiously around. He then jogged over to the ball, picking it up. You expected him to just go back over the hedge, when he came jogging over to the window you sat the day before.

Knowing you weren’t sitting there anymore, you knocked loudly on the glass. He froze, gaze towards your knocks. You waved shyly at him seeing a smile curl up. He came jogging over to the window you sat by. Coming to sit on his knees in the grass. He held his hand up, waving at you. He moved his hand down to his chest. – “I’m Damon.”  - he said loud, exaggerating in his words. He then gestured to you.

Chuckling shyly at his reaction, you pressed your hand on your chest. – “Y/n!” – you responded. Damon furrowed his brows, trying to distinguish your words. – “Y/n!” – you repeated, spelling your name onto the glass. Letter per letter for him to know. – “Y/n?” – he asked to be certain as you could see your name form on his lips. Nodding excitingly that he got it right.

“Can you come out?” – Damon asked with gestures. For a moment, you were happy. Chest moving forwards in joy till your joy faltered. Being reminded of your restrictions once more. Shoulders slouching down, you shook your head pitiful. – “Can you open the window?” – Damon asked. – “I’ll come in.” – he pointed at the glass, making you widen your eyes frantically. Shaking your head, you waved your hands across. – “Is… is your father home?” – Damon said curious.

He saw you look over your shoulder, gazing into the distance, before looking back at him with a nod. Damon pressed his hands against the glass with a sorrowful expression. You held a finger up for him to wait. He watched you leave, returning with a notebook. Sitting back down, you started scribbling on the paper. It was better than shouting against the glass. You surely didn’t want to alarm your father.

You held the notebook up to the glass for Damon to read. ‘I’m not allowed out.’ It read. – “Like ever?” – Damon questioned as you wrote down underneath your previous words. ‘ever.’ Was your response, holding it up to him once more. – “Why?” – Damon asked. Damon watched you write more. Hesitantly holding the notebook up to the glass once more. ‘Dangerous world.’ – it read. Damon looked in shock at you. – “He… he surely can’t keep you locked up forever.” – he said out loud. You only pulled your shoulders up to your known reality.

You heard footsteps, knowing it would be your father. The panic was clear on your face as Damon picked up on it quickly. He got up, nearly tripping backwards over his own stumbling. In a last second he threw the ball back into the bushes just underneath the window before running off. You watched him sprint back to the hedge, climbing over it with such effort, he made it over the top in a matter of moments.

“What are you doing by the window again!” – your father declared loudly. – “Aren’t I even allowed to look outside?” – you asked coming to stand before him. Your father moved around you, shutting the curtains closed. – “You may think I’m mad, but it is a dangerous world out there Y/n. It is best for you to stay here, where you are save and I can protect you.” – he spoke pushing you slightly away from the window. – “It is not save for a girl of your status to be out. Out where men want to harm you.” – your father continued. – “Because of you?” – you responded, shocked by yourself that you dared to go against him.

His expression angered. He grabbed you firm by the shoulder, dragging you away from the window. He dragged you all the way up to your room, locking you inside. Exhaling deep, you were once greeted by the same four familiar walls. Locked inside, just because your father had made a terrible mistake so many years ago.

Now he is haunted by the thought anyone of his previous co-workers would come and get revenge by hurting him or you. Even moving away, didn’t do anything to his fear. The sheer panic he had that his old workers would venge his cruel work conditions he put them through. The death of the little boy under his care, that shouldn’t even be there didn’t make it easier.

Damon wasn’t able to return within the next few days. He couldn’t shake his brother and Katherine off him. Having never been able to stop thinking about you. About the girl locked in her mansion. Each day he yearned to see you smile once more. Finally he had the time to climb back over the hedge when Stefan and Katherine were out. Stefan needing to accompany their dear friend on a matter.

Damon should be accompanying her too if it wasn’t for him faking that he didn’t feel so well. It took a lot of convincing for Katherine to stop bugging him about it. Now having crawled back over the hedge, he snuck right to the window where he had dropped his ball. He knocked gently on the window. Only to not hear a response.

He knocked again, thinking he might have not knocked loudly enough for you to hear. Scratching his hair confused, he started to look around. Looking at more window, to find your presence. Moving a bit back, his attention got drawn upwards. Looking up, he saw you knock saddened against your window glass.

Damon curling up a smile. You knew you couldn’t be close, so you turned around. Damon breathed loud, looking quickly around. Seeing some vines grow upwards to your window, made him reckless. He dropped the ball, running over to it. Grabbing tightly onto the vines to find a sturdy grip. It seemed to carry his weight as Damon started to climb up. Holding yourself, you hated being in the same room day in and out.

You wished to be outside. To feel the grass underneath your feet and the sun on your face. You wanted to feel the rain, get cold, warm and run endlessly without any walls holding you down. A desperate knock made you jump out of your skin. Turning round, you saw Damon pop up at your window. Motioning to you to get the window open quickly.

Panicking that he might fall, you rushed up to him. Opening the window in a haste. – “Lords Damon, are you insane?” – you called out, grabbing for his arm so he wouldn’t fall. Damon only chuckled, pulling himself more up. With the help of you, he tumbled into your room, making you move back.

He breathed out a laugh, relieved to have made it inside. – “Damon if my father sees you.” – you outed, keeping your voice low but with enough power to frighten him. Damon got up, walking up to you. Hesitantly he moved his hands out. Letting them fall on your shoulders with a smile. His touch made you blink surprised. – “Y/n.” – he said, wanting to speak your name. – “You shouldn’t be here.” – you told Damon, punching him in the armpit.

He rubbed the area. – “Neither should you.” – he responded. His words made your eyes widen, moving away from him. Knowing there wasn’t anything you could do about it. You walked up to the window, placing your hands on the windowsill. – “How… how come you aren’t allowed outside?” – Damon asked.

You breathed in deep, not even sure you remembered the last day you were outside. – “My… my father…” – you started unsure if you should continue. Damon started to come near as you started to explain. Explain what happened what made your father paranoid into staying inside.

Damon came placing his hands on the windowsill as well. Slowly letting his fingers spread to you. Till his pink came in contact with yours, guiding the rest of his fingers over yours. His little gesture, made you turn your head to him. The way he was looking at you, made your heart thump louder. – “I am sorry.” – he said, keeping his hand above yours. – “Don’t be…” – you answered, not wanting any pity.

For a moment, you were caught in his gaze. Mindless staring into his blue diamond eyes that bewitched you. Damon’s gaze went briefly from your eyes to your lips. Wondering what they would taste like. What it would be like to kiss those sweet innocent lips. Footsteps coming up the stairs, made you pull your hand from underneath him. Ushering him back out of the window.

You watched as Damon climbed down, taking his ball with him. Waving him goodbye, you kept watching till he was over the hedge. Damon was panting loud, looking up to the sky from Katherine’s side. – “I’ll get you out Y/n. One day.” – he said as a promise.

From then on dared Damon to danger himself frequently just to visit you. Climbing up to your room to spend time with you. Most days, you just talked. Some days, he would take your hand and lead you into a dance. The moments were brief, but never enough. He wanted you close, every day. Each moment spend with you, made him realize just how much in love he was with you.

The forbidden girl behind the glass. One day, Damon was in your room. Seeing how a bad day you were having. Sitting on your bed whilst staring into the distance. Damon would approach you, holding his hand out to you. Turning your head, you stared at his hand without any thoughts. Taking a deep breath, you placed your hand in his. Allowing him to pull you up.

Damon came standing beside you, keeping your hand up. Having placed his palm against it. Slowly he started to turn, forcing you to turn along. Placing a hand on your lower back, he spun you around. Making you chuckle as you had tried to hold it in. Damon smiled from hearing you laugh, wanting to hear that sound every day. So caught up in your dance, you didn’t hear the footsteps.

You didn’t hear your father come up till it was too late. He barged into the room, panting loud. His eyes flashed with anger at Damon. He started to make his way over as you jumped in front of Damon. Your father pushed you aside. You dropped to the floor out of breath. – “Y/n!” – Damon called out with worry. – “I had a feeling someone was sneaking in my garden!” – your father called out.  

“You’re here to kill my daughter?” – your father shouted in a panic. – “Father, father please.” – you begged him to leave Damon alone. Your father left the room as Damon rushed over to you. Helping you up to your feet. – “Y/n we’ve got to go.” – he said as you panicked. – “No!” – you called out a Damon kept pushing you towards the window. – “Y/n it isn’t save.” – Damon made clear, holding both your shoulders.

Your father had returned, holding up the riffle. It made you gasp loud. – “Father no!” – you screamed out as he readied it at Damon. – “You are dead!” – he shouted ready to fire as Damon jumped at him. Surprised him by grabbing the riffle and pointing it upwards. You screamed loud when a shot got fired directly up in the ceiling.

Some dust and pieces falling down. – “Y/n climb down!” – Damon ordered you, fighting off your father for control for the riffle. Another shot fired directly to the wall not far from you. – “Y/n now!” – Damon shouted with worry that you might be the next undeliberate target. Crying loud, you climbed out of your window, grabbing onto the vines.

You heard your father shout loud, followed by commotion. You didn’t had to see anything, knowing they were fighting. The last few meters you dropped to the ground, arms unable to carry you any longer. Falling onto the ground, you looked up with panic. The hearing of another shot made you flinch. Not sure who it had hit, you screamed it out in agony.

“Y/n get up!” – you suddenly heard. Opening your eyes, you saw Damon hurry himself down. Shocked, you stared at him, unable to grasp what had happened. If he was here, they that meant your father was shot? He jumped the last part down, hurrying over to you. Pulling you up in a haste. – “We have to go Y/n.” – he said, dragging you along to the hedge. – “My… my father…” – you said, hand extended to your home.

From out of the window appeared your father. Panting loud, but he seemed unharmed. – “Give me back my daughter!” – your father shouted swinging his fists around. Damon and you got to the hedge as he gave you an assist to climb over. You tumbled over as Damon gave you a little push to make it go faster. Landing on your stomach on the other side.

Damon jumped beside you, dropping through his knees. Dusting his hands off he took you by the elbow, pulling you along. Leaving in a haste. He kept running till he was out of breath. Not wanting your father to go over the wall to find you.

Both of you were panting loud. Gazes catching each other. Damon neared letting his hand brush against your cheek. – “You’re out Y/n.” – he said. It took you a moment to realize. Looking around you to actually see your feet stand in grass. Damon lifted your chin up to him by his finger. Wanting you to look at him. Never had he lost sight of what he wanted.

You. Having missed you deeply. Each day apart from you, was a torment. Having found love where it wasn’t supposed to be. Letting his gaze go from your eyes to your lips. You intentionally neared, closing your eyes as Damon’s lips touched yours. First gently. A simple touch till they parted your mouth to deep the kiss. Finally having broken the girl behind the glass from her tower. To finally have her for a lifetime to love and to hold.

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Admit it | Damon Salvatore x reader

Summary: Damon doesn’t like that you’re talking to another guy. 

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“Who is that clown?” Damon asked Alaric from his seat at the bar, nodding toward you and some guy sitting at booth, a little too close for his liking. 

Alaric twists the stool, shrugging, “Don’t know,” he twists it back to the bar, sipping on his bourbon, “new guy?” 

He narrows eyes at the two of you, “Never seen him around here. Maybe I should go introduce myself.”

Alaric grabs his shoulder, as he steps off the stool, “You’re already on thin ice with her. I wouldn’t.” 

Damon gives him his signature smile, “When am I never on thin ice with her?” He shakes off Alaric’s hand and struts on over to your booth. 

You roll your eyes as you see him approach, sliding away from your date, “Damon.” 

“y/n.” He gives you a quick smile and then turns to your date, “And you are?” He places an intimating hand on his shoulder, giving it a tight squeeze.

“u-uh Luke-” 

“Damon, don’t you have somewhere else to be? I don’t know, drowning in a bottle full of bourbon? Instead of bothering me and my date.” 

You place a hand on your dates arm, “sorry about him-he’s just that annoying itch you can’t get rid of.” You smile, “What were you saying?” 

Luke glances up at Damon, “Is he like your brother or something?” 

“No-” 

“No, I’m just her handsome and very sexy ex she can’t get rid of.” 

You roll your eyes, “We dated for maybe a week. If that.” 

“best week of your life if I remember correctly,” Damon says. 

“you know I think it would be best if I go-” Luke starts to slide out of the booth. 

You put a hand on his arm stopping him, “No it’s fine, you don’t have to go.” 

“I think that would be a GREAT idea.” Damon grins, stepping away so he can exit the booth, an arm toward the door. 

Luke is intimated, hurrying out of the restaurant. He doesn’t even stop to look back. 

“Damn it Damon!” You huff, gathering your stuff. “What the hell is wrong with you?” You start to slide out the booth and when you stand, Damon steps in front of you so you’re chest to chest. 

His smell is intoxicating. It takes you back to the week you two did date. There wasn’t a moment the two of you weren’t touching on each other. It ended in a fight because he wouldn’t admit his true feelings for you. Throughout the week together, he’d made you feel special but once you began talking more serious, it was like he got spooked. He turned everything around, making you believe the week was a temporary thing, never would be serious and you two would only go as far as messing around. It broke your heart because you saw a different Damon that week. You’d fallen in love with him and fallen hard. Your opened up to Damon, let him in and then to find out he didn’t feel the same? It destroyed you. 

“Oh come on, he was a loser. He wasn’t your type. A blonde accountant working a 9-5? He was pathetic. He probably couldn’t even figure out how to get your bra off-” 

“He was a nice guy!” You defend, “He was kind. Thoughtful. He was willing to be in a serious relationship. The absolute opposite of you.” You push past him, heading toward the exit of the bar. 

Damon watches as you leave, a content smile on his face. He’d won this time. Again. 

“Why can’t you you admit you love her?” Alaric asks, “instead of ruining every relationship she’s in.” 

Damon glares at Alaric, narrowing his eyes, “I’ll kill you. Again.” 

Alaric rolls his eyes, “Grow up Damon. She’s not going to be around for forever. She’s eventually going to grow tired of Mystic Falls, grow tired of you being around and move away. Especially if you keep ruining every relationship she’s in.”  He gives his shoulder a rough squeeze, before heading back to the bar, leaving Damon with his thoughts. 

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(listened to All I Need by Within Temptation while I wrote this. feeling all the emotions) 

You angrily wipe at the tears rolling down your cheeks. Why did he have to be this way? He was the one who didn’t feel the same way as you. He was the one who ruined the relationship with you and now it seems like he’s made it his personal mission to ruin your life and any chance of happiness. 

Damon stalks you from the shadows, watching you walk to your car. Maybe Alaric was right. He couldn’t keep doing this. He could see it was hurting you. And for what reason? Because he was too chicken to admit he loved you?

You slammed your car door and placed your forehead against the steering wheel, letting the emotions take over; your body shook with the sobs.

He clinched his eyes as in pain as he heard your sobs. He couldn’t let this go on any longer. You needed to know the truth.

You jumped and clutched a hand to your chest when someone knocked on the window, “Jesus Christ Damon! You scared the shit out of me!”

“Open the door.” He tugs on the handle.

“Just leave me alone,” you plead wiping at your eyes, “I can’t do this anymore.”

“Y/n, please,” he begs, “open the door.”

You do as he asks and open the door. He holds out his hand for you, “what?”

“Take my damn hand.”

You reluctantly take it, stepping out of the car. “Damon seriously, I really don’t have the energy to deal with whatever you’ve got-

His large hands cup your cheeks forcing your eyes to meet his, “I love you. Ok?” He pauses for a moment, his thumb subconsciously caressing your cheek, “I was scared to admit it. It scared me to feel such.. love for you. The last time this happened I was left with my heart broken. I didn’t want it to happen again. My heart burns for you-” his eyes are full of desperation as they stare down at you, “I can’t imagine living this life without you.” He uses one hand to clutch at his chest, “it physically pains me to not be near you. To know all I’ve done is hurt you and for my own selfish reasons. Because I was too scared to admit the truth.”

There’s a heavy silence between you. He can hear your heart racing.

Your small hand reaches up to cup his face and he leans into your touch, desperate for it.

Another tense moment passes and in the heat of passion, your fingers are laced in his dark brown locks, crashing your lips against his.

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[strangelysamantha]

since you're asking..can u do a touch starved!damon salvatore pls,,,

hunger ✧

damon salvatore x fem!reader.

warnings: swearing, blood (obvi), smut, MDNI. 18+. biting, kissing, unprotected sex, creampie, dirty talk, use of nickname baby.

summary: damon was locked in the salvatore cellar for months, and when you finally bargain with stefan to let him out, he is touch starved, and all he wants is your attention.

a/n: i’m so excited to write for tvd. i’m rewatching the series and ITS SO GOOD. damon is such a hottie. like and comment if you enjoy, and my other stories/masterlist is pinned on my account. 🩷

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damon had been locked away for six months. stefan was trying to prove a point, and it made you nauseous seeing damon in such terrible condition. you couldn’t stomach it after a while, you really tried in the beginning. every morning and night you’d be outside his cell waiting for him, however as he was starved, he became more aggressive. attempting to push you away so he had no reason to look forward for the future. you didn’t allow that. you were always there, even after the comments, and hostility. his words started to affect you though. being around his presence was something you couldn’t walk away from, but you knew interacting with him when he was locked away was hard on him. you stopped staying good morning, only sitting outside his cell in silence.

you relentlessly begged stefan, wanting damon to be freed. “he’s been in there for months, with me by his side he’ll be contained. i promise.” stefan shook his head, his eyes low. shocked he even heard you suggest that again. “he can’t control himself, and the second we let him out he will go on a rampage.” you sigh, but stefan continues. “i’m not willing to get that blood on my hands, and you shouldn’t be either.” tears well up in your eyes, frustration clouding you. “stefan, i’m letting him out. he’ll do good; for me. if i'm wrong, we can throw him right back in that cell.” stefan could see how much this matter meant to you, and damon was his brother, it meant a lot to him too. “you have asked me multiple times now to free him.” you look behind him, to the hallway to the basement. “i can’t keep seeing him like this…” you voice trails off, flustered by how you were feeling. “it hurts.” stefan lowers his head, his eyes trained on the floor. “fine. but the second he can’t control his urges, i’m hunting him down.” you pull him into a hug; relief washing over you. “thank you. thank you so much.”

you run down the hall, grabbing a few blood bags on the way. you approach the cellar door. “damon?” you question. you hear him let out a devastating groan. he weakly speaks up, "hey." your heart stings at his tone, "im here to rescue you." you let out an airy laugh, you glance inside the cell, noticing a small smile on damons lips. "is that right?" you toss the blood bags into his cell, and he's quick to his feet. he immediately reaches for them, devouring the drink. "im here for you damon." after the blood bags, he had the energy to stand face to face in front of the door. his hand reached through the crack, and you join your hand in his.

"you have to promise me something before i can let you out, okay?" your words made him nervous, but he was desperate to be let out of this penitentiary. "anything, i promise." you smile, your eyes locking with his. how badly you wanted to just let him out and crash your lips against his. that was the hardest part of him being locked up, no kisses, hugs, hand holding, nothing. "you can't go on a bender again." he's silent now, the memories rushing to his head again. similarly, like they had so many times in the silence and dark of night. "i wont, you motivate me to be better." his words comforted you, you glance over at stefan and he gives a nod of approval. you undo the lock, cracking the cellar door open.

with no hesitation, damon is engulfing you. his hands roaming every inch of your body, his mouth desperately on yours. in between kisses he mutters out, "i've missed you so much." you have tears now, the reunion you've been craving for months suddenly becoming reality. you both pull away to breath, his hands holding your face, your hands around his neck. "ive been waiting, so long." you let out a hushed whimper, and damons heart softens at the sound. he was being honest, he genuinely loved you, and he wanted to do everything he could to ensure you would be his.

"thank you so much for believing in me." you pull him into another kiss, desperate to make up for lost time. "i love you damon." he pulls you into a tight hug, "i love you so much." you pull away, and link your arm with his. you lead him upstairs to join stefan. "now that you are out, any slip ups, and i will make it my life mission to lock you away, for good." you knew stefan was serious, it left a weird tension in the air. "i know brother, i'll be on my best behavior." he flashed a cheesy grin. stefan scoffs, "i'll believe it when i see it." with that, stefan leaves the room, giving you and damon some space.

"please be good for me. i can't go that long without touching you again." he grabs your chin, forcing you to make eye contact with him, "i promise i won't do anything to ruin this." you nod, "maybe you should shower." he shy's away at this, now becoming insecure of his scent. "noted." he leads you upstairs to his room. he sets out a change of clothes, heading into the bathroom. you lay on damon's bed, eager for him to finish his shower.

the steam fogged up the mirror, damon washed out his conditioner. he desperately needed the comfort of the warm water. he finishes washing up, meeting you in his room with just a towel wrapped loosely around his waist. you bite your lip, his abs on full display. "you're so handsome, damon." he smirks slightly, "im so thankful for you." you look away, "it was really hard not being able to touch you." he sighs, "i know, and i said some really harsh stuff that i regret." you nod, "i didn't take it personally i know you had a lot going on." he's relieved, and you take note of his wet hair dangling in front of face. you stand up, and he immediately pulls you close to him. "i need you." he mumbles, his hands grabbing at the flesh of your ass. he plants his mouth against yours, hungry for your touch. "i need you so bad." you groan beneath him. he leans into your neck, slowly dipping his teeth in you. he rubs your back as he drains your artery. he pulls his teeth from your neck, licking the blood that spilt down your throat. "you are so sexy, baby." you fold at his touch, and he gently places you on his bed.

you lean back, and he's littering your chest with small kisses. "missed everything about you." you lean forward, pushing the damp hair out of his face. "yeah?" he nods, his hands slipping underneath your shirt. he gently massages your stomach, desperate for the feel of your soft skin. "you know how many times the thought of you, got me through it?" your eyes go soft, "i was there every day. i asked stefan so many times to let you out." you look away, starting to frown. he tsks, grabbing your cheek. "i'm here now baby, and i don't plan on leaving anytime soon." you hold onto him tightly, afraid to lose him. "can i touch you?" without second guessing you eagerly say yes. "please touch me." he's quick to remove your pants, his fingers circling your clit. you lift your body up, melting into his touch. "fuck damon."

he lifts from your pussy, and you whine from the loss of contact. he drops his towel, revealing his hard length. "all those times in that lonely cell i thought about pounding you in a million ways." you smirk, "now we have so much time to reenacts those thoughts." he jerks his cock a few times, "yes we do, don't we?" he grabs your legs pulling you closer to him. "im gonna fuck you so hard." you shiver at his tone, he lifts your legs above you, sliding into your hole. his cock is huge compared to your tight pussy, and he groans at the feeling. "fuck you're tight." he slides deeper inside of you, filling you up. "i missed your cunt." your eyes are locked onto his facial expressions, his face filled with pleasure. he pounds you, moving your position to where your legs were wide, and you were slightly angled up. he swirls your clit with his thumb. you grab his hand while he overwhelms your bundle of nerves. "you feel so so good.." you slam your eyes shut, overwhelmed by damon's cock. his cock filled you to the brim, his fast paced had him hitting a deep spot inside of you. "its been a while im so sorry." he mumbled, his hips stirring "cum with me baby." he continued pounding you, adding pleasure from massaging you clit. he had deep groans falling from his lips, and that sent you over the edge. "please i'm gonna cum." your legs shook as your orgasm washed over you, damon's thick streams of cum cover you walls.

he stayed inside you for a second, letting you guys catch your breath, he holds you close, his lips curved into a relaxed smile. "you are perfect." he whispers. "im so glad you're all mine." you snuggle into him more, and he slowly pulls out from you, he lifts you up and carries you to the bathroom. he cleans you up with a warm rag, he kisses your thighs. "want to go to the mystic grill?" you ask him. he bites his lip, "yeah sure." you change into acceptable clothes, and the two of you head to the bar.

[yarafic]

Imagine~ You get hurt while arguing with Stefan and Elijah finds you

"Why do you still care about her?" I yelled

He rubbed his temple and gave me a look, and toon a deep breath.

"Y/n, you know what Elena means to me." He says as he takes a step forward.

"Stefan, you told me that you won't see her anymore. That you will let your brother and the rest of the Save Elena squad to do the saving." I retaliate back to him, I was done and beyond annoyed that he will drop anything to save her.

He looked at me and stayed silent, he took a step back and sat down on the couch. I knew he did not want to argue anymore but I was done with him putting Elena first then me. I am his girlfriend, he should put me first. I shook my head and said, "I'm sorry, I can no longer do this."

In that moment his head instantly look back right up, he replied angrily," You are being unbelievable! This is just your jealously talking. I only love you! How many times do I have to tell you? Just because Elena is my ex, who for a fact means nothing to me!"

"If she means nothing to you then why are you still helping her out. If she means nothing to you then why isn't when she is in trouble you drop everything to go and save her. If she means nothing to you then why you always go back to her."

I shook my head and sighed, "I can't do this anymore. This is over. I do not want to be in a relationship where my significant other is still attach to his ex. I do not want to feel like I am the second choice."

I walk toward the door and left, I heard Stefan calling for me to come back inside. I kept on walking.

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I was now in the woods, tears fell down my face. I am such a fool to believe that he was over her. I sat down and look up at the starry sky, you have a better view of the stars.

Sat there alone with my thoughts, I am finally hearing my thoughts for the first in two years being in this relationship. I am scared to were my thoughts will lead me to.  The wind blows harder, shivers runs down my spine and I knew I'll be staying here for the night.

I slowly closed my eyes, then I heard a snap from my right. Fear rises through me, I was scared to see what will come at me. I slowly got on my feet and began to take steps back. I remembered myself to take deep breaths and to maintain calm. A small adorable bunny hop out of the bush, I began laughing hysterically because of the fear that I felt. A hand place itself on my shoulder, I jumped away from the mysterious silohoute and turn around, to see Elijah Mikaelson standing there.

"Y/n, do by telling me why are you in the woods?" He questions.

You gave a skeptical look and replied back, "Do tell Elijah, why are you back in Mystic Falls? Aren't you suppose to be New Orleans?"

He chuckles softly and shook a his head, "You still have that witty attitude."

You smiled softly and replied, "I got into an argument with Stefan."

He shook his head, took his hand out for me to hold, I careful put my hand on his. He locks his fingers with mine, he began walking forward. I stumble with my own feet, he wraps his arm around my waist.

"You're still clumsy." He retaliates.

I huff in annoyance, he has the nerve to drag me around as if I am a nuisance of a child that wants a piece of candy from the store and the mother sad no.

But here I am allowing him to drag me to that unknown place, I am a fool. Maybe those are the reasons why Stefan chose to hang out with Elena more than he ever did with me.

We come near to A house, wait a minute not a house, a freaking mansion. I took a better look it was the Mikaelson Manor, this was where they use to live until the business that Klaus had in New Orleans, he decided to leave Mystic Falls.

Elijah opens the door to the mansion, gesture for me to sit down and stay there. He came back with nightgown and a robe then told me to take a shower.

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When I got of the shower I heard voices downstairs, I followed the voices until I reach to the study where they were at. There stood, Elijah and Klaus, they both look at me and smiled.

"Hello, love. How are you?" Klaus greets me and open his arms wide for a hug.

I accept the warm hug that I miss, he whispers into my ear saying that he knows that i I am having trouble in paradise.

He lets go and Elijah hands me papers, I took hold of the  stack of paper then gave ten both looks "what's is this for?"

"You have now where to stay so Klaus and I decided that the Mikaelson Manor will be yours now at the moment." He explains.

"I will pick up your belonging and put them in my old room and for right now we will be eating pizza." Klaus says.

You are very thankful for having them in your life, mostly Elijah. He has been the only one person to help in stressful situations.

𝔸/𝕟: 𝕚 𝕒𝕞 𝕤𝕠𝕣𝕣𝕪 𝕚𝕗 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕚𝕤 𝕙𝕠𝕣𝕣𝕚𝕓𝕝𝕖

[s4wdvator]

AFTERCARE ALBUM BOT'S !!

౨ৎ ⋮ AFTERCARE — sam winchester

౨ৎ ⋮ PORNSTAR — dean winchester

౨ৎ ⋮ HEARTBEAT — jensen ackles

౨ৎ ⋮ DISCO — lucas scott

౨ৎ ⋮ PASSENGER PRINCESS — sam winchester

౨ৎ ⋮ MUSTANG BABY — jensen ackles

౨ৎ ⋮ RUSSIAN ROULETTE — nick jones

౨ৎ ⋮ S.L.U.T — jensen ackles

౨ৎ ⋮ BABYDOLL — jensen ackles

౨ৎ ⋮ GIVEN ENOUGH — damon salvatore

౨ৎ ⋮ EDWARD SCISSORHANDS — sam winchester

౨ৎ ⋮ GLITTER AND VIOLENCE — dean winchester

౨ৎ ⋮ PINS AND NEEDLES — sam winchester

౨ৎ ⋮ STAY ALIVE — jared padalecki

౨ৎ ⋮ DIRTY LITTLE SECRET — jared padalecki

౨ৎ ⋮ REQUEST are OPEN!! You can make your request either in my ask or here!

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[fandoms--fluff]

Hey sorry to bother you, but can you do a Salvatore brothers x their baby sister who is maybe one or two, and she always clings to Damon, and she is the only one who Damon has a soft spot for please?

Once Upon A Time

Flufftober, October 16th

Baby Salvatore sister reader x Damon Salvatore (& Stefan + Elena)

Warnings: none

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You head snaps up when you hear the door open and close. Jumping, down from the couch, teddy bear in your hand, you run over to the three people who just walked in. "Day!" You exclaim, running over to him, not paying attention to Stefan or Elena who are standing to the side of him.

Damon opens his arms and lifts you up once you run into them. "Hey, sweetheart" Damon chuckles as you wrap your arms around his neck.

"What are we? Invisible?" Stefan asks, a smile playing on his face. Elena covers up a giggle when you turn to Stefan and stick out your tongue.

"That's my girl" Damon pats your back before walking further into the house. "Be happy that he's at least not terrorizing people in town" Elena whispers to Stefan, making him nod in agreement.

"I can still hear you two love birds. And don't think for one second I won't consider to go, as you say it Elena, terrorize people of the town" Damon turns and says to the two of them before continuing his way up the stairs with you still in his arms. "Terrize?" You tilt your head in confusion. "Nothing for you to worry about, munchkin. Stefan and Elena are just jealous that you don't want to be with them right now" Damon tells you as he opens the door to your room.

"My Day" you cling to him tighter. "Yeah, I'm yours. I'm always here for you" He softly smiles as he lowers onto your bed and rest against the headboard. You're still sitting in his lap as you pick up his hand and start playing around with his fingers. You love to play little games like this since you guys were still human, only you knowing the rules to them.

A lot has obviously changed since then. After more than a century before coming back to Mystic Falls, you were mostly with Damon. That being cause Stefan had his ripper problems and he and Damon didn't want him to hurt you. So you still don't know the real reason you haven't been with Stefan a lot, but you just believe it's cause he's really busy doing important things. Your brothers keep most of the killings and the problems, like Stefan's ripper tendencies away from you. And it's worked so far.

He looks back down at you to see your eyes big and looking up at him. "What's going on in your little mind?" He asks you. "S'ory?" You asked, head tilting to the side.

"Hmm....Alright, how would you like a story about cute little bunnies and chipmunks teaming up to take down a brooding and glum boy?" He asks, smirking to himself. He may as well have fun with this. He can picture Stefan's eye roll and broodiness in his mind, this is going to be great.

"Yes p'ease" You nod your head in excitement. You lay yourself back against your big brother, snuggling into his chest as he starts the story.

"Once upon a time there were all these cute and tiny bunny rabbits and chipmunks who were living peacefully in the forest. But then, a boy who doesn't even think to ask permission or the animal's names, like Joe the chipmunk, comes crashing in and takes all their harmony and happiness away. They have to make a move and band together against the mean boy, so..." He creates the story all at once and tells you animatedly, making you giggle. As well as help you lull into a light sleep.

[justalittlegirl27]

Y'all Tumblr has been dull for few months now every time I try to find a good fic i can't seem to find it all I get is smut it's not that i don't like it I do like it but I feel like it's all I get maybe it's my searching problem and i don't really have time to sit and find fic that has good plot and good writing. I have to say some of the smut fics are good beacuse I feel like there is more depth to it more story to it that it doesn't feel like I'm reading the same thing and most of the smut writers can write very well and i would love to see a full fic because they can write .

So guys if have any recommendations please lmk

[a-writer-on-elm-street]

Can I please ask for a smut Damon request using this picture. Imagine distracting Damon whilst he’s concentrating on a phone call to ric and he punishes you for being a naughty girl for interrupting his call and pins you to the bed . Sorry I’m just a very naughty minded girl when it comes to Damon 😜

Apologise

a/n: thank you so much for the request i loved writing this!! hope you enjoy! <3 (also, i'm so sorry it took so long)

pairing: damon x fem!reader

warnings: smut, fingering, unprotected sex

word count: 644

You chuckle against Damon's skin, your lips dragging along his stomach as he squirms beneath you, his phone pressed to his ear.

You can hear Alaric's muffled voice coming through the speaker as you hook your fingers under the waistband of Damon's jeans, prompting him to curse at you under his breath.

But he doesn't make a move to stop you, only attempting to stifle a groan as he keeps his phone to his ear.

And you find yourself stifling a laugh when you hear Alaric ask if everything's okay.

"Yeah, Ric," Damon says, his voice strained as he squirms beneath you. "Everything's great. Nothing wrong here."

You find it all the more amusing by how hard he's trying to cover, despite the fact that he's practically groaning into the phone, one of his hands absentmindedly playing with your hair.

Once you manage to pull his pants off along with his boxers, you waste no time in wrapping your hand around his length, eliciting a startled sigh from him, his hips jerking into you from the contact.

"Are you sure you're okay?" You hear Ric ask him, and it makes you chuckle.

Damon glares at you as he speaks.

"Yeah, Ric, everything's fine." He assures him again, readjusting himself slightly beneath you. "But you know what, I uh─I might have to call you back."

Before you're even able to wrap your lips around him, he's threading a hand into your hair, pulling you up so that you're face to face with him now.

"Were you not aware that I was on a call?" He asks, pressing his mouth into a line as he looks at you.

"I was aware."

"Hm." He hums, twirling a finger through your hair. "What am I gonna do with you?"

Before you have a chance to offer him any suggestions, he's flipping you onto your back, his fingers snaking around your throat as he hovers over you.

"As much as I loved your hand around my dick." He smirks, his free hand trailing down your body. "You really shouldn't interrupt my calls like that."

"What're you gonna do about it?"

He doesn't offer you an answer, and instead you feel his fingers slide beneath the waistband of your jeans.

"Now, you've been a bad bad girl," he tuts, pressing a finger against you through the fabric of your panties. "And bad girls get punished."

You laugh. "And how is this a punishment?"

"Oh, you'll see." He smirks, sliding his hand inside your panties, his fingers swirling around your clit.

You sigh, throwing your head back into the pillows when he pushes a finger inside of you.

Except, he doesn't move, instead choosing to remain painfully still, a wicked smirk on his face as he looks down at you.

"Damon," you whine, looking down to where his hand had disappeared in your jeans. "Come on."

"What? I'm not doing anything."

"Exactly, you're not doing anything."

"What would you like me to do?" He asks, a knowing grin on his face as he moves his hand ever so slightly against you. "You want me to fuck you?"

"Yes," you sigh, nodding your head at him.

"Apologise."

"What?"

He smirks. "You interrupted my call. Apologise."

You continue to resist, shifting uncomfortably beneath him, but he won't let up.

"If you apologise," he says, slipping his hand out of your jeans now. "Then I'll give you what you want."

"Okay, I'm sorry," you finally say, giving in.

"That's right."

And with that, he's flipping you over onto your front, his hands already tugging your jeans off. And within seconds, he's inside you, already moving at a brutal pace as he holds you up, rough fingers digging into your ass.

"God," you moan, your mouth twisting into a smile as he fucks you. "I'm so so sorry. So sorry."

"And I forgive you."

[Main Masterlist]

[halfmoonshines]

Hi can I request a fic of damon salvatore taking care of his sick gf?

yess <33 I am loving these requests and idk if you're the same anon but thank you.

in sickness and in health

damon salvatore x f!reader

summary: Damon can't die from a simple cold, but that doesn't stop him from constantly worrying that you will, and caring for you whenever needed.

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If you hadn't sat with Caroline through her sickness a week prior, you would've thought that someone had poisoned you. Well you suppose someone had, but Caroline's poisoning was inadvertent. You were the one who had chosen to take care of your ailing friend, and now you were being punished for it.

You could hear your phone vibrating from it's spot on the bedside table but you lacked the effort and energy to roll over in your king sized bed and grabbed it. Your apartment was blazingly hot for some reason, and all you could do was lay in a pile of your own sweat and groan.

Maybe you were dying.

You had no clue how long you had laid helplessly in bed before you could hear a key slide into the lock of your front door. You vaguely thought it might be someone coming to put you out of your misery, but anyone that would do that probably didn't have a key.

"Babe?" Damon's voice resonated through your still house, carrying up the stairs and into your open bedroom.

You groaned loud enough that there was no way his heightened senses missed it, and almost groaned at the nice rush of cold air he brought with his as he sped upstairs.

He seated himself on your bed lightly, a cool hand reaching out to slide across your forehead. "Jesus Christ, babe, you're burning up."

You had it in you to laugh a bit mockingly before a coughing fit took over. "I'm pretty sure I'm dying."

He took that a bit too seriously and a crease formed between his brows. He pulled you a bit closer to him, noticing the sweat forming on your neck. "How long have you been feeling this way?"

"Since I woke up, whenever that was. I don't know what time it is."

"It's almost four, which is why I showed up. We were set to have lunch at 3, and you're never late." Damon pulled his phone out, rapid firing off a few texts before pulling you into his arms and standing up.

You groaned against the movement and let out a little shiver. "Where are we going?"

His voice was a rumble in his chest against your cheek. "We are going to get you in the shower to try and break the fever while the reinforcements bring over some things we need."

"Shower." You knew that your parroting was weak but it was all you had in you at the moment, and Damon thought you were a mix of adorable and dying.

He got it warmed up while you sat on the toilet, head thrown back to lean against the wall and eyes squinted against the harsh overhead lights. When the water was ready, Damon lit a few candles around the bathroom and shut off the lights to stave off of your headache.

"I'll be running around the house doing a few things, yell if you need me." He gave you a peck on the forehead and you gave him your best smile as he exited the bathroom.

You don't know how long you sat in the shower, but you had to turn up the heat multiple times to get rid of the cold water encroaching from your time inside. You crawled out hesitantly, toweling off against the dizziness in your head and wrapping yourself in your robe.

Stepping out of the bathroom, you noticed that your bedroom had been transformed. Damon had not been lying about running around the house.

There were a few candles lit around the room and the overhead light was off, the only light from the candles, the green LED's behind your bed and the queued up show on the TV. Your recent favorite. Damon was splayed out on your bed with his ankles crossed, he had a pile of your favorite snacks and some steaming soup on the bedside table.

You crawled into bed next to him, the musk of his smell being almost all the medicine you needed. You curled in deep while he wrapped his arm around you and grabbed the TV remote, settling in for the long haul.

You'd never loved him more.

[mystic-klaus]

𐙚 𝚁𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚐𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚜 𝙳𝚊𝚖𝚘𝚗 𝚊 𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚊𝚕 𝚐𝚒𝚏𝚝 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝙲𝚑𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚖𝚊𝚜

𐙚 𝙱𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚍, 𝚋𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚍𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚜𝚙𝚒𝚌𝚢 𝚏𝚕𝚞𝚏𝚏

𐙚 𝙱𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚍𝚜𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚜 𝚊𝚗 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚎𝚡𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚟𝚊𝚖𝚙𝚒𝚛𝚎𝚜, 𝚒𝚝'𝚜 𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚘𝚏 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚜𝚕𝚎𝚎𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚊 𝚛𝚘𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚌 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚗𝚎𝚛, 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚝𝚠𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚠𝚘 𝚟𝚊𝚖𝚙𝚒𝚛𝚎𝚜.

“Have you found your perfect gift for Damon yet?” Caroline teases as she sits down next to you, “Or are you still on the hunt for it, because you know Christmas is like, literally tomorrow?”

You shake your head, “No, I think I found it.”

“Oooh! Tell me tell me!” She begs as her hands grip your arm and you smirk, “I would, if I knew he wasn’t-“ you turn your head, your voice growing louder, “Listening right outside the door!”

The door swings open and Damon walks in, “Whoa, okay. No need to yell.” He smirks as he walks up behind you. You look up at him and smirk as he leans down to kiss you, “Not that you care or anything, Blondie, but I have found the perfect gift for, y/n, as well.”

She squints, “It’s not an ugly sweater, is it, Damon?”

He scoffs, “Me and ugly do not belong in the same sentence, so watch yourself.. But, no. It is not an ugly sweater.”

You smile, “Whatever it is, I just know that mine is better.”

“I’ll take that challenge.” He smirks and points, “Stefan and I are going to run into town, need anything while I’m gone?”

“Oh! Can you pick up-“

Damon cuts Caroline off, “Wasn’t talking to you.”

Caroline scoffs and looks at you. You nod and look at Damon, “Can you pick up some orange juice and champagne?”

Damon squints and rolls his eyes, “Well played.”

You smile, “I love you!”

“Yeah yeah, I love you!” Damon smiles and walks out and you look at Caroline, “Hold on.” You wait until you hear the door shut and you sigh, “I think I’m going to let Damon drink my blood.”

“That-“ she raises her brows, “That’s like a really.. intimate act for vampires, you know that right?”

You nod, “That’s why I want to do it. I love Damon, Care, and I just-“ you shrug, “I think it will bring us closer.”

“The only way Damon and you get closer is if he literally wears your skin.”

You cringe at her words, “That’s.. so weird.”

She sighs, “Yeah..” she shakes her head, “Sorry, but you know what I mean.” She looks back at you, “So, anyway. Are you going to like make it all sexy?”

“What- how would I even do that?” You tilt your head and she shrugs, “I don’t know, sexy nightgown, candles lit, soft music playing in the background?”

“Actually.. that’s not a bad idea.” You bite your lip, “You up for a shopping trip?”

“Um.” She stands up, “Always!”

┈┈┈┈

Christmas was filled with laughs, cheer, and all things merry.

All you could think about was the ending to this perfect day.

“Any reason as to why you’ve been so quiet this last hour?” Damon whispers in your ear, and you can’t help but smile, “No.” you turn your head, pressing your lips to his, “Just thinking about the gift I haven’t given you yet.”

“Oh there’s more?” He hums lowly, “I thought the custom bottle of bourbon, the dress shirts and a weekend getaway was all there was.” He smirks and you shake your head, “Nope. Just one more thing, but I can’t really give it to you right now.”

He raises his brows and you nod, “Just you wait Damon Salvatore.”

“Not much sure how much waiting I got left in me, baby.” He presses a kiss to your cheek and you snuggle back into him, “Just a little bit longer.”

Eventually everyone started to leave and you and Damon found yourselves upstairs in his room.

“Whoa.” He turns around, eyes glancing over all of the lit candles, “I take it this is where the last part of my gift comes into play?” He slides his hands over your waist, “Because if so, I am more than ready to accept it.”

“I’m sure you are.” You smirk, pressing a kiss to his lip, “Just, go get comfortable. I’ll be right back.” You walk backwards towards the bathroom, laughing at Damon’s confusion, “Just, trust me. Okay.”

He nods and watches as you close the door.

You turn around, stripping out of your clothes and you slip on the sexy black nightgown you bought with Caroline the day before.

You walk over to the mirror, fluffing up your hair before taking a deep breath. You walk over to the door, gripping the doorknob before pulling the door open.

Damon’s brows shoot up, “Wow, I-“ he tilts his head, “wow.”

“You said that already.” You laugh slightly as you walk over, climbing up onto the bed. Damon reaches out, dragging his fingers up and down your bare thigh, “I don’t know if me saying anything else would ruin the moment or not. You look like you need to say something.”

“I do.” You sit up, moving to lay next to him and he nods, “Okay?”

You look up at him, laying your hand on his neck, “I love you, Damon.”

“I love you.” He grips your hand and brings your palm to his lips, pressing a kiss into your skin, “So much.”

You move your hands from his lips to his eyes, “I’ve been doing a lot of thinking this year, mainly on how I can show you just how much I love you and..” you bite your lip and Damon smirks, “What did that pretty little mind come up with, sweetheart?”

“I want to give you my blood.”

He licks his lips, “What?”

“I want you to drink from me, Damon. I know how intimate and special blood sharing is for vampires, and I just thought that.. that is the perfect thing I can do to show you that I love and ca-“

Your words are cut off by his lips on yours.

He pulls away and you look at him, “is that you saying yes?” Damon nods, “only if you’re sure about it.” You press your lips to his, “Damon, I’ve thought about this for months.”

He kisses your lips, moving down your neck and gently presses kisses down your arm, “I love you.” He looks up at you, “I love you so much, and you know I’d do anything in my power to keep you from any kind of danger.” He presses a kiss to your hand, “Harm.”

You run your hand through his hair and nod, “I know, and I trust you more than I’ve trusted anyone in my life.” You slowly move your wrist up to your lips and bite into your skin.

Damon’s eyes grow darker, the veins flowing out from under his eyes, “My god, you are the best thing that has ever happened to me.”

He gently takes your wrist, licking his lips before he leans in towards you.

You gasp as he brings his lips to your skin, biting your lip as he groans lowly. He looks up at you, locking eyes as he drinks from the one thing he valued most in this world.

Your hand runs through his hair, tugging gently as your head slowly tilts to the side. Your lips part as a quiet gasp escapes through.

It was like nothing you had ever seen or felt before.

It was another level.

Damon lifts his head, resting your wrist gently in your lap as he licks his lips clean, “You taste..” he sighs, “I’ve literally had nothing that taste as good as what I just had.”

You blink slowly as a small smile forms on your lips, “I love you, I hope this showed it.”

“It showed me everything, baby.” He reaches up, tucking hair behind your ear, “I am never letting you go.”

He pulls you in for a kiss, and he can’t help but to chuckle, “So, you may not believe this, but I was actually going to ask you the same thing, you know, minus the candles because I actually didn’t even think about that..”

“Are you serious?” You raise your brows and laugh slightly, “Maybe we are truly meant for one another.”

He smiles, “I’ll give you everything, y/n.”

You nod, “You are my everything.” You lean in, pressing your lips to his and he slides his hand to rest on your neck, “Y/n y/l/n, will you do my the honor, and drink from me?”

You smile, “I would be honored to.” You lick your lips, watching as he bites his wrist and lays it in your hands.

He watches as you pull it to your mouth, groaning lowly as you suck, “That’s it.” He whispers, “You look so beautiful.” He gently brushes hair from your face, his eyes staying locked on yours.

You interlock your fingers with his, eyes fluttering closed and snapping right back open to look at him.

His head rests back on the headboard, lips parted as his hand rests on your head. His voice is quiet whisper, “Beautiful, baby.”

You lift your head, swiping away the corner of your mouth and licking the blood off, “I think I love you even more now.”

Damon smirks, “Feelings mutual, baby.” He wraps his arms around your waist, “Come here.”

𐙚 𝚖𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𐙚

[cece693]

You Call That Love? (Damon Salvatore x Male Reader)

Because I don't see many Damon Salvatore x male reader posts, I decided to write one myself. You can't convince me that Damon hasn't had male lovers before.

Summary: Elena tries to get with Damon but soon realizes he has moved on—with m/n of all people.

Their lips moved in a frenzied dance, hands tearing at each other's clothes in a passionate embrace when the gasp of a familiar, bothersome human interrupted their intense makeout session. Looking up at Elena with an annoyed expression, m/n rolled his eyes before sitting upright, allowing Damon to hastily put his shirt back on.

"Why?" she whispered pathetically, her brown eyes tearing up while looking at Damon as if he had just killed her parents. "I thought we had something—"

Unable to contain his laughter, m/n released a hearty chuckle. "Why, Miss Elena?" he mocked "I distinctly remember you bragging about your relationship with Stefan not even a week ago. What happened? Trouble in paradise?" Feeling Damon's arms wrap around his middle, m/n cuddled against Damon's front, allowing the vampire to take what he needed.

M/n wasn't naive to the fact that Damon still harbored some feelings for Elena, although the nature of said feelings had changed. So, just for him, m/n would step back and allow things to run their course.

"You don't know anything," Elena hissed, her eyes narrowing at m/n with utter hatred. Ever since he stepped foot into Mystic Falls, her life changed for the worse: Bonnie and Caroline finally stood their ground and told Elena they didn't want to be involved in her problems.

Recently, Stefan and she broke up; Stefan, noticing the eerie similarities between Katherine and Elena as of late, decided to break the cycle and began dating Caroline.

But, worst of all, when Elena finally (or rather knew she had no other option) admitted she loved Damon, the vampire disregarded her confession, telling her he'd moved on—with m/n of all people.

"Elena," Damon's stern tone caused the girl to break eye contact and look expectantly at the vampire. A part of her still hoped Damon would realize the mistake he was making, but as the vampire continued talking, hope vanished.

"I don't love you. M/n made me realize that what we had was toxic and borderline obsessive. Being with Stefan, then me, Matt—that isn't love."

"Don't try to tell me how I feel," Elena exclaimed. "I'm sorry it took me such a long time to realize my feelings, but you can't tell me what I feel for you isn't valid."

Feeling bold, Elena stepped forward, about to touch Damon and reel him back into her web of manipulation, when m/n had enough and pinned the human to the wall, his hand on her throat. Uncaring if she could breathe, m/n felt this was sufficient punishment for Elena, thinking she could touch what was his. 

Elena gasped for breath as m/n's grip tightened, her eyes widening with fear. "You thought you could have it all, didn't you?" he sneered, his cold e/c eyes piercing into hers.

"Stefan, Damon, and whoever else caught your fleeting attention. You don't care about anyone other than yourself. Where was this love when Damon was begging you to choose him? Your exact words were nobody could love a monster like you. And now you want to rewrite history? He's with me now, and I suggest you come to terms with that."

With a final, disdainful glance, m/n released his grip on Elena's throat. "You're twisting everything!" she exclaimed after regaining composure, her voice strained. "You don't know the whole story. What Damon and I have is real."

As Elena struggled to defend herself, Damon's expression shifted with each word she uttered. At first, her claim to have loved him drew a flicker of skepticism in his eyes. However, as she delved into the reasons for denying his love, a mix of hurt and anger played across his features. "I loved him, but he was too caught up in his own darkness to see it."

Damon's jaw tightened, and his eyes flashed with a wounded expression. "People change, m/n. Damon could have changed for me." The pair of vampires now stared in disbelief. How had Elena managed to turn herself into a victim in this situation?

"Change? Is that what you call it?" Damon's retort cut through the air like a cold gust of wind, his voice edged with bitterness. His eyes, once clouded with hurt, now blazed with a fiery resolve. "You left, Elena. You chose someone else. You choose Stefan."

M/n, standing beside Damon, could sense the raw emotion emanating from the vampire, a poignant mixture of anger and hurt.

"M/n accepted me for who I am. He didn't demand that I change, mold myself into someone more palatable to fit your version of love. You can't rewrite history just because you don't like the ending."  

Frustration etched across Elena's face. "Fine, have it your way," she spat, casting one last resentful glance at Damon and m/n before storming out of the house, the door slamming shut behind her. Even as the sound of Elena's car drew farther away from the boarding house, Damon's eyes lingered on the closed door. 

M/n turned to Damon, his gaze softening as he assessed his lover beside him. "You okay?" he asked, his voice gentle yet filled with genuine concern.

"Yeah," Damon replied, "Thanks for handling that."

M/n nodded, his expression conveying understanding. "You know I've got your back, always." Damon's eyes softened, a subtle warmth replacing the tension that had gripped him moments before. He didn't need grand gestures or elaborate confessions; the simplicity of m/n's words told him everything he needed to know.

"I love you."

"I love you too."

[actually-mentally-ill]

fanfic authors:

[linawritesficsies]

s.s. | the ripper's confession (one-shot)

a/n: well, i'm back in my tvd era and since I'm team stefan i came up with this. it's my first time writing smut, so please don't judge.

warnings: MINORS, DNI. mentions of blood, death, ripper!stefan, language, smut with some plot, dirty talking, mutual masturbation., piv. english is not my first language. some stuff may not be accurate, so please don't mind if I'm not faithful to the shows storyline. not truly proof-read.

summary: you are determined to find stefan after klaus forced him to run away, but one night, you receive a mysterious visit.

stefan salvatore x afab!reader.

please don't copy or translate my work!

It’s been about a month since Klaus convinced, well, blackmailed Stefan to travel with him. The hybrid forced him to turn off his humanity to “unlock his full potential” in exchange for his blood to cure Damon from a werewolf bite. And of course, Stefan accepted that deal because he would do anything for his big brother, despite all the arguments and disagreements they had over the last century. In the end, they loved each other immensely. 

So, the younger Salvatore has been M.I.A since then. Elena and Damon weren’t the only ones who were desperately trying to locate him. You were also dead set on finding him. He had helped you learn the ropes of being a vampire. 

Yeah, that’s right, you were also part of “blood lust club”, as Damon has often nicknamed your kind. Needless to say, you aren’t a vampire on your own volition. And worst of all, the way it happened was kinda stupid; or at least the first part. 

Last year, Alaric was training Jeremy, Matt, Elena and yourself on how to fight vampires with different weapons. Stefan and Damon were also there because they were going to help with actual vampire combat. Well, let’s be honest, Damon was there just to make fun of ‘baby Gilbert’ and ‘Bus boy’. But he couldn’t deny he didn’t enjoy “fighting” against Elena as he was really close to her and got to touch her body.

You were no better than him though. You focused more on casually staring at Stefan, who was wearing his typical white tank top that accentuated the muscles on his arms and back, than on the training itself. Anyways, Matt and Jeremy were practising shooting arrows at Stefan and even though they couldn’t hurt him, they weren’t doing it sooo bad – until Matt made a wrong movement and his arrow landed on your stomach. Everything happened so fast that not even the supernatural creatures were able to prevent it. 

Stefan didn’t hesitate for a second to give you his blood to heal you after removing the arrow from your body. Matt was truly sorry and you told him it was okay, that it was an accident but you weren’t perfect and held a small internal grudge against him. If you ever had the chance to train fighting only with him you would accidentally kick him in the groin.

However, you would have forgiven him more easily if that night had not been a full moon and Tyler had not freed himself from the Lockwoods' cellar and had not attacked you in the middle of the woods. Caroline, who was helping him with his werewolf problems, tried to heal you with her blood but it was too late, you were already dead. 

Hence, the combination of those two unfortunate events had resulted in you becoming a vampire. Stefan helped you to cope with your new condition. You honestly didn’t know what you would have done without him. And for this reason, you truly didn’t care if you had to move heaven and earth to save him from Klaus, or mostly, from himself, since he’s a ripper without his emotions and whenever he had come down from that high, he had serious symptoms of guilt and distress. You wanted to be there for him the same way he had been there for you.

One Friday evening, you were about to go out to meet with another witch to help you do a locator spell. Of course Bonnie was also helping to find Stefan, but she was dealing with getting her mom back after years of abandonment, so you didn’t want to bother her more than necessary. And besides, you needed the strongest witch you could find nearby Mystic Falls. You knew that Bonnie was powerful and had a lot of potential, but she was a relatively new witch. Whenever she had tried to do the locator spell, she had no results. Klaus somehow made Stefan vanish into thin air. 

So, as you were putting all the things you needed in your bag, someone knocked at your door. Who could it be? You had talked to Elena two hours ago and although you didn’t tell her specifically what you were going to do, you told her that you were going out for more clues of Stefan and that you would call her if you found something promising. 

You got closer to your door as you tried to listen with your vampire hearing to get anything from the person outside your apartment, but you stood there with nothing. You took a deep breath and opened the door, mentally preparing to attack. Time seemed to stop once you realized who it was.

“Stefan?”

You were too perplexed to say anything else. After all the time spent looking for him, he was there, at your front door. He was wearing a red plaid flannel and a pair of black trousers. He didn’t look injured or anything but something didn’t seem right. He didn’t look like the Stefan you knew. His eyes were different. The way he was looking at you was different. He may still have his humanity off. You needed to be careful.

“What’s wrong? Cat got your tongue?”, he said as got closer to you. Your instincts made you give one step back but this didn’t stop him from walking towards you every time you got away from him. He closed the door once you were both inside. You had millions of questions for him, but you only managed to get one out.

“Did you escape from Klaus?”, you hoped his answer was affirmative.

“Not really, he’s too busy bickering with his siblings and putting a dagger in their chests if they say the wrong thing. He won’t mind if I'm gone", you were utterly confused. "So I thought I could pay you a visit and entertain myself with you”. 

When your back hit one of the walls of your apartment, he placed a hand on your cheek, slowly caressing it. However, there wasn’t love or anything similar in his eyes. All you could see was lust.

“What do you mean?”, you asked him, gathering the strength from God knows where. You were too close to him. One small movement and your lips could touch his.

“I came here to do something I should have done a long time ago”, he replied, his voice getting deeper and darker as the conversation continued. His eyes were fixed on yours, but he stole glances at your lips to get his message across.

“But, what about Elena?”, he rolled his eyes at your question and took his hand away from your cheek. He placed it on the wall beside your head.

There were a thousand things you could have said to him or certainly you could have managed all this situation a lot better, but the almost lack of space between you two didn’t allow you to think straight. In fact, you could not think. At all.

“I know I should care about Elena, she’s my girlfriend, after all, but I really don’t. And besides, do you think I’m not aware of how attracted she’s to Damon now? It seems being away from her gave her a free way to catch feelings for him”. He moved his face to whisper in your right ear. "And you don’t have to pretend with me”, he paused and your heart skipped a beat. “I know you don’t like her." He moved his face back to the original place. His lips barely separated from yours. "Having my humanity off has made me honest with myself. I’ve always thought you were really hot, but because of her, I pushed that thought to the back of my mind. But I cannot deny that sometimes when I see you, I cannot stop thinking about all the things I’d do to you."

That was it.

You lost whatever small ounce of self-control you had. You also have always thought Stefan was attractive but, of course, you didn’t make any move because of Elena. You weren’t the best of friends but she had knew him first and, besides, you'd like to think you had some sense of girl code in you. However, the closer Stefan and you had become as he helped you be a good vampire, the more difficult this task became. Your feelings for him grew stronger each day.

Moreover, a memory came up into your brain to help you justify what you were about to do. Damon, Elena, Jeremy and you had gone on a trip to find out if some clues about Stefan’s location were true. You stayed one night in a motel; the girls in one room and the boys in another. You couldn’t sleep at all because of the anxiety and disappointment over not finding him. So you heard Elena when she got up from her bed and exited your room. At first you didn’t pay much attention to her but then you started hearing some whispering. You used your vamp hearing and discovered she was talking to Damon. Then, they stopped talking and started kissing. You were about to get up and interrupt their wrongdoings but you decided against it because Damon would snap your neck and leave you to your luck far away from there.

“So, Stefan, what’s stopping you now?”, you retorted as he made you come back to reality by kissing your neck.

He gave you a devilish grin and proceeded to attack your lips without mercy for a while. Then, he placed his larger hands on your butt, cueing you to jump and wrap your legs around his waist. You happily did so and continued to kiss him as if it was the last thing you’d do on this planet.

You couldn’t really believe that this was really happening. You were making out with Stefan Salvatore. Well, a humanity-less version of him. You knew this was not ideal, but you decided you’ll deal with the afterthoughts and consequences tomorrow. Without breaking the kiss, he moved you both to the couch and sat on it. You started messing his hair with your hands while you positioned yourself more comfortably to straddle him.

However, despite the fact he kissed you stupid, one question popped into your head and you wouldn’t be able to stop overthinking if you didn’t ask him, so you told him to stop.

“I know you want this more than I do. As a matter of fact, I can feel it”, directing his eyes to his lap, where you were seated. You were wearing a skirt and your wetness has trespassed onto his pants. “Why did you stop?”, he started kissing and slightly biting your neck.

“Are you going to regret this when you turn your humanity back on?” You did not have your own humanity off, so that question came out of your mouth filled with anxiety and a bit of pain. He stopped his work on your neck and looked deeply into your eyes.

“Not at all. Trust me, I’m just doing what humanity-on-Stefan would have liked to do but he was too much of a coward to dare”, he reassured you and you let out a shy smile. “Now, shall we go back to our hot makeout session?”

You found it somewhat sweet that no humanity Stefan asked you if you could continue what you were doing instead of simply kissing you again. It almost felt like he was taking care of you. Maybe the Stefan you knew was not too buried inside of the ripper.

As an answer, you kissed the corner of his lips and then he placed one of his hands on the back of your neck to direct your lips to his and the other on your thigh. You couldn’t take it anymore, you need him in all the possible ways.

“Stefan, please”, you whispered against his lips, dragging the final “e” a bit.

“Please what?”

“You know…”

“Mh, no, I don’t… Tell me what you want.”

You broke the kiss and looked at him once again. You were just discovering he liked being begged. He placed both of his hands on either side of your waist and raised his eyebrows.

“Please fuck me”

“Your wish is my command, princess”.

You didn’t have much time to process the way he called you because he started trailing a path of kisses from the corner of your lips to both of your breasts. In the meantime, you started unbuttoning his shirt.

“You’re so beautiful”, he started talking in between said kisses. “I can’t believe how long I took to have you like this”.

You moved to the waistband of his pants and removed his belt while he used one of his hands to put your panties to the side and massage your clit with slow but constant circles. You put your face on the crook of his neck to shut your moans. You didn’t want your neighbours to find out you were having sex but Stefan grabbed your loose hair with his hand and pulled your head back so he could look at you.

“No, no, no. I want to hear the pretty sounds you make, princess”, he demanded as he continued playing with your clit. His movements became quicker.

The way he said that fucking pet name again could just instantly make you cum. But he didn’t have to know that, so you lifted your body so you could lower his jeans enough to have access to his cock. You slid your hand inside his boxers and started stroking his dick slowly. You guessed he was well-equipped because you had stolen glances at him while he was wearing sweatpants and they made his groin more noticeable than jeans. Yet, you never imagined how gifted he was.

The groans he was letting out due to your actions were doing it for you too. You didn’t know that you could get more turned on than you already were at this point. 

“You’re taking care of me so well, Y/N”.

“Stefan, please, don’t stop”.

You were very close to finding your release and you could tell he was pretty close too. It seems he was reading your mind so he inserted one of his fingers inside your cunt over and over, while his thumb kept caressing your clit. You moved to work on his neck. You grazed your fangs along it, without actually biting him, while you kept your handjob.

“You’re about to cum, right, baby?”, he managed to say in between moans and sighs. He added one more finger.

You nodded as you could. All of this was too much for you. Not only are you seconds away from reaching your climax, but also because it was him provoking it. And on top of that, he called you baby. Probably it was an empty word for him, but for your sake, you’re going to pretend he actually means it.

And just like that, both of you came. Your orgasm hit you like a trainwreck. You have had sex before, but none of the other boys have made you feel like this. And he only used his fingers. You pressed your forehead against his as you came down from the high and smiled at him. And he gave you one of his. You hadn’t realized how much you missed his beautiful smile until he smiled at you.

You started moving in order to stand up from his lap but he immediately put his hands on your waist to stop you. And, of course he did because he was so much stronger than you.

“Where are you going? For your information, I’m not done with you”, he smirked again and your brain almost exploded at how hot he is.

“I just wanted to move this to the bedroom”, you answered using a really innocent voice and looking away because honestly you were feeling kinda embarrassed. You’ve never been this blunt with anybody.

“Oh, who would have thought?”, he remarked as he got up from the couch, still holding you with his arms. You wrapped your legs around his waist again. “You were always so shy, so introverted, so obedient”, he attacked your neck with wet kisses again as he moved to your bedroom. If you were being honest, you were a bit disappointed that he couldn’t leave hickeys on your skin. They would stay for a couple of seconds but then disappear due to your supernatural healing abilities. You wanted him to leave some kind of mark on you.

“Who would have thought you would be this dirty?” he continued as both of you fell on your bed. He stayed on top of you this time. While making eye contact with you for the millionth time, he took off your skirt and panties in two swift movements. You finished removing his shirt and kept lowering his pants together with his underwear to his ankles. He did the rest and you took off your t-shirt. He smirked when he realized you weren’t wearing a bra. Now that you were both fully naked, his fingers touched teasingly your cunt again.

“I can believe how wet you still are after you came on my fingers. Is this all because of me?”. You nodded but he raised an eyebrow. He wanted you to use your words.

“Yes, Stefan. I’m a mess because of you”.

“Thank you, princess. I’d better reward you for making me feel so flattered.”

He grabbed his dick and started teasing your entrance. You looked at him to plead him to fuck you for once and for all. You loved the way he fingered you, but you needed more. You needed all of him. He stopped playing around with you and slammed his cock inside of you. He didn’t even give you time to adjust to his length and girth and he started rocking in and out of you roughly. You didn’t care, at all. You were having the time of your life.

As a reflex, you bit your inferior lip to shut your moans. He gave you a disappointed look.

“Remember what I said before, baby. I want to hear you”, he said as he pounded slowly but also deeply into your hole. “In fact, I want every single person and creature in this damn town to hear you. I want them to know who’s making you feel this good”.

You obeyed his request as you moaned without any restrictions. To hell with everyone and everything, you know you won’t regret all this, ever. Even if Stefan doesn’t give you the time of the day anymore after tonight.

He kept fucking you so good that you were ashamedly close to your second orgasm. You were constantly moaning his name quite loudly and rolling your eyes.

“You’re such a good girl. You’re making me feel amazing”, Stefan said while letting out heavy sighs.

Your vision started getting blurry and you couldn’t hear very well anymore. You were truly overwhelmed with pleasure. Stefan was going to be the real death of you. 

“I know you’re close, princess. Give me one more, please. Be my good girl”

You couldn’t take it anymore and you felt like your whole body was going to explode. Him calling you his good girl was the cherry on top of the cake. This second climax was just as intense as the first one, maybe even more. You no longer cared about hickeys anymore. He had surely ruined you for others.

He came shortly after you, letting out a sound similar to a growl and collapsed beside you on the bed. You turned your body to the side in order to face him. You couldn’t stop looking at him, at how beautiful he was. You saw something flickering through his eyes, but couldn't pinpoint what. Maybe some of his emotions were getting back. You were secretly hoping you would be the one that brought him back.

You also were aware of how heavily you two were breathing. For a second, you forgot you were technically dead. You let out a laugh as you put your bed covers over your two bodies.

“What’s funny?”

“Nothing… it’s just before you came to my apartment, I was about to go out to meet a witch.” You continued to smile but his eyebrows frowned, still not understanding. “She was going to help me make a locator spell to find you.” He finally chuckled at the irony.

You couldn’t contain yourself and placed a hand on his cheek and got closer to kiss him deeply. He kissed you back with the same intensity and put his arm around your waist. You wanted to let him know what he meant to you; how much you liked him. And he seemed to get the message because you felt him tense up.

“I’m sorry, Y/N. But I have to go…” he said, breaking the kiss.

“No, don’t. Please, can you stay?”, you looked at him, begging him with your puppy face to get him to do what you wanted.

“OK, just a while” He turned you around so he could spoon you from behind and kept you wrapped under his arms. His legs were also tangled with yours. “Until you fall asleep”.

“Thanks”

That’s all you have managed to say. It was quite difficult for you to fall asleep. All the things you did previously were  still fresh in your mind. Another question popped into your head. You prayed he hadn’t fallen asleep, but given that his breathing was still a bit irregular, you believed he had not.

“Stefan?”, you called his name quietly, afraid of speaking too loudly, in case all this had been a dream and you were about to wake up. 

“Yeah, I’m here”, you felt him put his face on the space between your neck and your shoulder.

“When are you coming back to us?”, you made a small pause. “To me?”

“Really soon, princess. I just need to find my window to finally get away from Klaus.”

You felt how he held you a bit tighter than before, as if he also thought this was just a dream and that you were going to disappear at any minute. Your body started to relax under his embrace. Finally, your mind drifted to a world in which you can stay like this forever. Away from all the bad things that happened around you two. Away to a world in which Stefan was yours and you were his. In this life, though, you were.

“I love you”, you blurted out almost inaudibly, without really processing what came out of your mouth due to your sleepiness, but Stefan caught it. 

He didn’t know what to say, his humanity was coming back, bit by bit. His thoughts were all over the place. He had to fight and conquer all his demons in order to defeat Klaus and make his way back to his home, and, to you. 

He also had to solve the ‘Elena situation’. He loved her, but he noticed how both of them drifted away from each other. Their relationship was not the same after she started to let Damon in. Of course, she wasn’t the only one to blame. He also had let you into his heart and he couldn’t help but notice how exciting the idea of starting a story with you was.

He later noticed that you fell profoundly asleep. Your breathing was calm and steady. He started slowly untangling himself from your body, trying not to wake you. He didn’t want to leave you like this, but he was afraid that Klaus, or his minions, would find where he went and harm you in any way. So, he had no other choice than parting now that hopefully you wouldn’t notice. Before exiting your room, and apartment, he gave you a light kiss on your forehead. As a promise that he’d be back soon, as he had said to you.

At least now he knew he had a reason to come back to Mystic Falls. He had you. And he knew you’d wait for him, no matter how long or what it takes. His princess would be there.

the end!

well, i hope you'd enjoyed this. or that at least the smut part wasn't cringey. i'd love to read some feedback. thank you for reading!

[yarafic]

Imagine: Kol taking you to meet his family

Staring at your feet, bundle of nervous mingling in the pit of your stomach. You have never react such a way when meeting new people but knowing you are going to meet the family of your partner. That hit a nerve, when he ask you to be introduced to his family; you stood their gobsmacked with the news. You just hum to the agreement but deep inside you were mortified. What if his family doesn't like her because she is a mere human? Or what if their isn't anything captivating about her. They are just gonna find her boring.

In snail-like pace, she walks to the door as she goes to knock the door was immediately open by Kol. By seeing his face, she let out a breath that she didn't know she was holding. She quickly goes for an embrace to persuade  herself that everything is going to be fine. Kol snicker at her reaction and pulls her inside. He knew how she was feeling right now that she is meeting his family. He finds in absolutely adorable how she is freaking out.

He lowers himself to whisper in her ear, "Everything is going to be alright, darling." He leaves a peck on your temple maybe that would ease the jitters.

"Is she here already?" A voice asked, the foot steps began louder and louder indicating the person was coming closer. Y/n didn't know what to do, she moves behind Kol to hide.

"Don't be afraid, darling." Kol states, which she finds absurd that he is telling her to not be terrified that she is dating a thousand year old vampire. In an instant his sibling could and will kill her in a blink of an eye. To be scared to death is a statement that she knows down in her soul could happen, if ever dared to be annoying or disrespectful.

"Kol, Where is our guest?"

"She is right behind me dear sister." Kol moves to aside to show his sister that his lover is behind scared out of her mind. Rebekah softens seeing the state that her brother's girlfriend was in.

"Hello, I'm Rebekah but you can call me Beka." She introduces to the shy girl.

"Hi, I'm y/n... it's nice to meet you." She says softly scared to speak a little louder.

"Don't be shy, love. We will never hurt you." Rebekah tells her, Y/n reminds her of herself when she was still human. Sweet and innocent. Until her world became darker and cruel, she needed to learn and adapt so she wouldn't be this scared little girl.

Now Rebekah can defend herself from their enemies and anything that gets in the way of her and family.

Rebekah got closer to Y/n and throw her arms around to embrace her warmly hug. She felt Y/n tense underneath her but slowly found comfort in the hug. She lets her go and sees she much more relaxed.

She turns to Kol and says, "I like her already."

Kol smiles brightly from the interaction his sister and girlfriend were having. He knew they were going to be best of friends. He goes up to her to clasp her hand in his and guide her throughout the house until they arrived to go to the patio where their little dinner was going to be held at. Y/n was kind of starstruck with how beautifully decorated was the backyard. It felt like it was straight out of a Disney film, she will never get over on how breathtaking it is. Kol notice her reaction and shakes his head softly, guides to the table.

"Ah! Our guest has arrived." Klaus announces excitedly, he wants to see the woman that has made his brother carefree. He would like to thank her for loving his unconditionally. He knows how difficult and stubborn his dear brother can be.

Y/n turns around to see Kol's brother approaching them, she was stun to see that his brother is as well attractive. She wonders were this family blessed to look this drop dead gorgeous.

"Hello love, I'm Klaus but you can call me Nik." He says, he shakes her hand. He could tell how nervous she is. It made him smile softly, he knows Kol admired those type of woman with sharp tongues and confidence that are killer. But what made him fall in love with a girl who is this shy of a mouse. That truly did intrigue him so much.

"It's so nice to meet you! I'm Y/n." She greets him, now with a new found confidence. Her in mind she was thanking Rebekah, who have gave her the reassurance that everything was going to be alright. Yet again, she was thankful that she met her first then others. Rebekah and Kol stood there still weirded out the interaction that was taking place. Mostly,  of their brother, Klaus. He has never allowed anyone call him, Nik. Only his siblings. Which this whole situation is all out of character for their brother.

"Come on, darling. Let's go and sit. We have to wait for my other two siblings." Kol says to her as he guides her to the table.

Y/n sits down and looks at Kol, then says, "How many siblings do you have?"

"I have seven siblings but two of them have fallen." He replies to her while leaning in to give her a kiss on the cheek.

"Seven!" She exclaims.

"I admire that's all the information she took in." Klaus replies to Kol. Kol shook his head while laughing, he couldn't deny how adorable you look at this very moment. He can say that he is quite lucky to have found someone like you. You are the light to brighten up his darkest of days. The reason why he fought to change himself to be a better man because you made him want to change. You are the reason why he wants to exist in this pathetic world.

"We truly apologize for arriving late." A man in a suit said, while behind him stood two women. One of those women is holding cute baby... y/n heart swell when she saw the small child. Kol look at her and smiled sadly. Knowing that he will never be able to give the children she would desire to have. Y/n looks up toward Kol and saw the frown on his face, she gently pecks his cheek. He looks down at her and kisses her forehead, she whispers to him softly, " I am amazed."

"Why?" He whispers back to her. He got curious as to why she was amazed, they haven't done anything out of the extraordinary nor have they began chatting among with his family.

"How come everyone is so fucking attractive. I feel like it a crime." She whispers back.

Laughter was heard around them, they both look up to them staring Y/n; she shyly look down.

"Don't fret, love. I always have been told I was a god." Klaus replied, everyone knew his ego.

"Yes, dear brother. They have called you a god of short temper." The one in the suit says back to his brother.

Which everyone laughs, Klaus rolls his eyes at everyone. Y/n

"How rude of me! Hello, I'm Elijah." He says as he extends out his hand for a shake. Timidly shakes his hand and smiles softly, she waves at the two ladies.

"These three are Freya, Hayley and lastly, the baby is Hope." He says, as he gestures at them. The women smile softly, Hayley walks toward Klaus and hands him Hope. Hope giggles in the arms of Klaus, Y/n understood right there that Hope is his child. She did a small cutesy wave to Hope.

"Do you want to hold her, little dove." Klaus ask her, with a brow raised.

Y/n leans her head to the side, curious as to why he calls her little dove. She looks at the face of everyone at the table and they all had the same face. They were all confuse with the fact he gave her a nickname.

"Why little dove?" She asks.

"Because among all of us, you are the purest. Dove are a symbol of purity." Klaus states, as he hands hope to her. She gently embraces Hope into her arms, she began making funny faces.

"Now, let's begin." Freya announces, as she gestures for the waiter to begin bring out the food.

"Where is Y/n?" The older brother of Kol asked, they had a lovely time getting to know her. They truly believe, not only them believe that Y/n change him for the better. Klaus knew that having her around will also bring his family a little closer to humanity.

"She is upstairs, we were thinking about watching a film." Kol replies, he knew that Elijah and his two sisters approve of their relationship. He was ecstatic to hear the news but he was entirely scared of what Klaus would think. He demand to know his brother impression about their entanglement.

"I can say little brother that you have found the one. I hope you keep in mind to cherish her forever." Klaus adds, he places his hand on his shoulder to assure him that it is alright. He has to not worry of any aggressions he might do. Meeting the human girl, he felt as she was like another sister. He vowed to himself that he will help Kol protect her from the harms that come from being involve in this family.

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"What did you think about my family?" Kol asks.

"What do I think about them, it's more likely what do they think about me?" She says dramatically, as she points at herself. Throughout the whole dinner she kept on worry with the fact she would mistakes or embarrass herself. Which she is great on doing so, Kol laughs at her and shakes his head; he leaves her there on the bed so he can go get the remote.

"Stop laughing at me!"She shouts while tugging on her hair. She across her on top of her chest and pouts she hates it when he never takes her seriously. Kol jumps back on bed and pulls her to him, he cups her face with her hands to place a soft kiss on her plump red lips. He can never get enough from kissing her, every kiss felt it was the first.

"Don't worry. I know for a fact they love you."

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