#delena

[userlaylivia]

@cuddlyreader

[writememysticfalls]

Bath Time | Damon Salvatore

Summary: Why was there a very wet, very naked Damon Salvatore in your bathtub? And how were you going to sneak him out?

Pairing: Damon Salvatore x reader

Genre: Suggestive, Angst

Word count: <1k

“You're so hot,” your date murmured, leaning in to kiss you on your bed. This was your first date since your boyfriend Damon died six months ago.

“I need to shower,” you said. “Before we… get down to it.”

You locked yourself in the bathroom. "I don't even like him, Damon…” you whispered, kissing Damon’s daylight ring. But I have to move on.”

Just then, you realised the bath was full of hot water. Freaky - you had no memory of filling it.

You stripped, sank into the bath and shut your eyes.

Then, you got the strangest feeling.

It felt like Damon was in the bath with you.

You could feel his hard chest under your back. You could feel his fingers playing up your arm.

It was like those Sunday afternoon baths you would take with Damon, giggling when he soaped your chest a little too much.

You gasped as you felt a cool kiss on the side of your neck. Damon had been obsessed with your neck, attacking it till the skin was sore.

“Are you okay?” Rohan, your date, called.

“Ten minutes!” you yelled back.

Were you going crazy? If you were, you didn't care. This was the closest you'd felt to Damon in months.

You shifted in the tub, and you imagined Damon grasping the sides of the tub with his strong arms to steady you. You were used to hearing a clink as his daylight ring tapped the side of the bathtub.

CLINK.

You heard the noise - just as if Damon was here. That was impossible.

Stepping out of the tub, you wrapped Damon’s black shirt around your soapy body. You looked in the bathroom mirror.

Your heart stopped.

Damon was standing behind you in your reflection.

Damon was in his black shirt, with three buttons open. His hair was that jet-black nightmare that no amount of gel could tame. And he was smiling like you were the only girl in the world.

You began to sob. You spun around, but Damon wasn't behind you - you could only see him in the mirror.

“Shh, don't cry!” Damon said. “I didn't come back to make you sad.”

“Are you real, or am I going crazy?” you said.

Damon made a silly thinking face. “I’m on the Other Side, so I'm definitely real. You might be crazy, though. You’ve eaten pancakes every morning for six months. That's not exactly normal.”

“Shut up,” you sobbed. “Why are you here?”

In the mirror, Damon’s hands ran down your waist… your butt… Then he squeezed your bare thighs naughtily.

“Reason 1. You look so hot in my shirt,” he said. “Reason 2 is because that man **wants to have sex with my girlfriend. So, I need to shove his you-know-what in a meat grinder.”

Your hands flew to your mouth. “Damon!” you said. “You told me to move on…”

Damon groaned. “That's just something you say! I didn't actually mean it, you numbskull!” His lip curled. “Rohan is way too old for you. And did you see his car? It's a Fiat 500. My girlfriend is not riding in that clown buggy.”

You weren't sure if you should laugh or cry.

“That car gives small sausage energy,” he whispered into your ear.

You laughed “Whereas your Chevy gives…?”

“Immense wiener,” Damon said. “I'm talking the Empire State Building.”

You laughed, then felt sad again. “I don't even want to date again,” you said. “I sleep in your shirt every night. But I'm so lonely.” You sighed. “I wish I could touch you.”

Damon paused. Then, he said, “You can.”

Suddenly, you could feel his arms circling you, strong and real. You turned around, and saw Damon there, in the flesh.

You kissed him till you couldn't breathe. You wrapped your legs around his waist, and he spun you around with a groan.

“I'm so sorry!” you said, touching your forehead to his. “I gave up on you in six months. I'm a terrible person.”

“I know I should be okay with you moving on,” Damon said. “But I'm a bad guy, Y/n. I want you all to myself.”

He pushed you into the hot bath. Then, he stepped into the water fully clothed, his body hovering over yours. Jewels of water hung off his dark eyelashes.

Damon’s hands grasped both sides of the tub, trapping you. “The bad guy in me…” he murmured, “wants to tell you to never touch another guy.” His arms were tensed. “I want to tell you to cry for me forever.”

Damon leaned back. “But I can't be a bad guy with you, Y/n. So, go do hanky panky with Rohan. Just don't enjoy it too much.”

“I'll get rid of Rohan,” you said. “But how are you touching me?” Your heart thumped. “I know how spells work, Damon. There's always a price.”

“Ahh…” Damon said. “You got me. The reason I can touch you is because I’m leaving the Other Side. In a few moments, I'll be gone forever.” He gestured at the ceiling. “Into the white wishy-woo. At peace.”

“No!” you said, digging your nails into his back. “Why would you do that?”

He kissed you, his lips moulding against yours again and again. You felt dizzy.

“Because kissing you is so worth it,” he said, his voice **breaking off into a whisper.

He smirked. “Sorry about Rohan, by the way. I think I made him mad.”

And just like that, Damon disappeared.

You were alone in the cold bath. You got dressed and went into the bedroom.

“I can't do this,” you told Rohan.

He stood up. “I figured.”

That was when you realised what Damon had done to Rohan’s car. The car had three words keyed into it. “SMALL DICK BASTARD.”

You laughed all the way home.

Damon Salvatore, you thought. How am I ever getting over you?

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[userlaylivia]

a ship so good it permanently alters your brain chemistry.

[atlasshrugd]

no but the thing is, when the hero falls in love with the villain she is falling in love with the darkest parts of herself. she is owning her shadow and the owning makes her stronger. it is not about whether a ship is toxic or romanticising abuse because it’s not about two individuals. the struggle is not one between two people, just like the love is not between two people. when the hero falls in love with the villain she is loving herself. when she loves herself she is stronger, better, able to transform darkness instead of running from it. at the moment of loving, a person changes. the loved changes. and the love of the villain changes the hero. it’s all about this, don’t you see?

[mortem0]

my love language is a violent immortal with no soul falling so in love with me that he completely changes himself for the better and worships the ground i walk on

[brooksdavis]

♡ ULTIMATE SHIPS MEME ♡ : Eating Together Scenes [2/5] ↳ Damon Salvatore & Elena Gilbert, The Vampire Diaries 1.09 ( 2009 - 2016 )

[urdreamygirl]

Autumn in the early 2010s 🍂🕯️🤍

Elena Gilbert, Aria Montgomery, late 2000s fall, early 2010s fall, pretty little liars, the vampire diaries

[forbescaroline]

235 FAVORITE SHIPS OF ALL TIME (ranked by my followers) 28. damon salvatore and elena gilbert - the vampire diaries

[alphinias]

pov: you are always team older brother

[blackthornluce]

The Vampire Diaries (2009-2017).

[vampirelon]

[chewbacca]

THE VAMPIRE DIARIES Season 1, Episode 13

[daemonsrhaenyras]

I'm curious...

As always, please reblog to spread.

[andreal831]

TVDU Ships + Romance Tropes

[thepromisethatlovecouldbeeternal]

♡ 365 days of delena ♡ ↳ (226/365)

[brooksdavis]

9K MAKE ME CHOOSE:･ﾟ✧:･ﾟ@redbelles ASKED: Aleksander/Alina or Damon/Elena?

You are, by far, the greatest thing that ever happened to me in my 173 years on this Earth. The fact that I get to die knowing that I was loved, not just by anyone, but you, Elena Gilbert. It's the epitome of a fulfilled life. It’s never gonna get any better than this. I peaked.