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It sounded dangerous? It was rather danger itself, if not guaranteed death. ❝That's the point, it CAN work.❞ Damon emphasised as he replied, the doubts and dislike to the idea obvious. Blue eyes focused on Katherine as a sigh left his nostrils; he was almost sure she wouldn't let go of that "plan". ❝I won't make it through another time losing you, Katherine.❞ He truthfully spoke, yet another time hinting at the past; on how he believed that she actually died and how he didn't want to live without her, not to mention that he didn't want to turn in a vampire to suffer from the lost love forever. Whenever the Salvatore started talking about bringing Elena in this, the brunette's reaction revealed how little she expected to hear such words from him. Her words validated what he'd already seen but truly, it almost seemed as if Katherine pitied the youngest doppelganger, especially as she mentioned on how Elena was trying to help as he was dying. Damon tore his eyes off her and instead dropped his sight on the steering wheel, the feeling of guilt fighting with his selfishness for the upper hand. ❝I don't want to sign YOUR death sentence.❞ Was all he said to her kind of blame. Hell, he wasn't giving in; not to the guilt and neither to even considering involving Katherine in confronting Klaus. The determination eventually took over and the raven-haired started the engine, turning his head for a short glance at her; ❝I'd kill Elena bare-handed, Katherine, if that'd mean that I don't have to risk losing you.❞ He announced just before removing his eyes again and starting to take off, not leaving her much of a chance to debate on their plan — she didn't want to drive after all. Yet he still felt the need to justify for THAT and with that perhaps even giving her an answer to what had changed. ❝I didn't want to be saved but here I am, alive, and Stefan's in Klaus's hands because of me, because of how righteous he is, saving his brother from dying. I don't remember myself asking for help, for salvation, Katherine. But now I'm supposed to get him free because I owe my life to him, so excuse me for wanting to choose the easiest way for me but that's how I am. I don't want to save the whole world, I want to live the way I want to.❞ The slight hatred on the complete situation talked for Damon, almost mad on himself for actually intending to do the right thing; but family went first, didn't it? ❝I just want to spend the eternity with you without having to care about anything else, is it too much to ask for?❞ It was a rather rhetorical question that left his lips under his breath, blue eyes fixated on the road as the split in two directions was ahead; one deeper inside the city, the other in direction back where they came from just a day ago.

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Suggesting the first idea that got onto Damon's mind might not have been the best way of finding a solution, judging by Katherine's reaction but could she actually blame him for not being able to think straight after that steamy elevator ride that happened to be just a few minutes ago? Fortunately there was one of them actually being able to use their brain and think rather logical. The Salvatore followed her thinking and it wasn't a long wait that he heard the obvious leaving the brunette's lips; using Elena. Head turend in her direction and immediately blue eyes caught the evil smirk decorating her face; she must've enjoyed the idea of getting rid of the human doppelganger. His facial expression didn't change the slightest, the seriousness was written over it as he attempted to think of a rather harmless strategy. Thoughts quickly got interrupted by yet another suggestion, his eyebrows furrowed as his eyes didn't move away from her for the tiniest of a second. Getting Katherine in the near of Klaus was a dangerous game Damon didn't like playing generally but after the time she didn't let him leave he was sure she wouldn't let him get in Klaus's near alone at all, which was why he was bearing with it, on top of her being helpful in approach of the original — but "trading" her in for Stefan was something he wouldn't ever consider. ❝No.❞ The rejection left his mouth quicker than ever, obviously not caring if it was a tease or a serious suggestion, not even caring about his pride by the speed of his answer; the only thing he cared about was not allowing the brunette to seriously consider that. He was simply too selfish to let that happen, he'd rather see the world burning, live with the eternal guilt for leaving his brother to a monster although getting his life saved by the younger but nothing in the world would ever get him to accept the suggestion. The previous words kept on echoing on his mind though, she definitely had a point and he could absolutely live with bringing Elena in this. Perhaps it wasn't the most righteous thing but who cared? Damon would get his little brother free and that's what counted, plus the latest doppelganger would do anything to save the beloved Salvatore anyway; after that it's fully on Stefan to save her or do whatever he wanted — after all being hated by him was something Damon was used to. ❝So do we pick up Elena in Mystic Falls or do you think she'll get here herself if we give her a call?❞ Damon questioned, his head turned to Katherine. Well, that was certainly not how he imagined saving his brother as they headed there. ❝It's probably best if we get her so she won't get stupid ideas.❞ He answered his own question, to show that he was serious about it and not just getting on her nerves with the mention of Elena, to show that he was willing to sacrifice the poor human being he was feeling guilty about just a day ago, in order to prevent getting Katherine in danger.

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Damon's eyes glanced on Katherine's thumb once he felt it tracing his lip; the closer she brought it to her lips the harder it was for him to keep eye contact. Uncontrollably his eyes wandered down to her lips, observing how she collected the very little amount of blood from her thumb. The small amount of regained breathing eradicated and heavier than ever, sexualising the move perhaps a little too much which he absolutely couldn't help; it almost made him lose sanity and knowing that in fact she got a taste of herself wasn't much of a help. Blue eyes sparkling of desire slowly moved up to the pair of brown ones, the Salvatore himself unable to react on her reply, only awaiting to feel her lips on his and lusting after a moment to get rid of her clothes. The wish never fulfilled and Damon couldn't even process what exactly happened in the few seconds, probably still living somewhere in the moment of Katherine licking her thumb. Throat cleared and not even a second later he turned to the now opened door, faking an obliged smile, letting her handle the situation masterly as he was still very distracted. ❝I couldn't agree more, Emily.❞ The dark-haired pressed out before leaving along with her, suppressing the burning desire in him for yet another time so shortly after the last. He couldn't deny that he was glad they left the building; there was no more chance of getting that distracted from the mission and getting frustrated in return, was there? The fresh air did great job on cooling down whatever had built up in him, that was until Katherine spoke. Eyebrow lightly risen as his head turned to her, the smirk revealing that it was fully on purpose — so the teasing continued. Hearing that she called him hers drew a smile on his face despite the previous tease; was his possessiveness contagious? Quickly the smile got erased by a forming smirk, the brunette had fun playing games with him, didn't she? How about a small revenge? ❝Don't forget to name yourself Elena then.❞ Eyebrows shortly arched in suggestion as Damon tilted his head with a teasing smirk on show. Hopefully that beginning of teasing eachother wouldn't end up repeatingly in the same situation after both ending up frustrated two times. The facial expression gained more seriousness the closer they came to the car, realising more with every taken step that they didn't have anything close to a plan but were about to throw themselves in what might seem a dead mission, considering how prepared they were. ❝Do you have anything better on mind than somehow distracting Klaus, snapping Stefan's neck in that time and dragging him to Mystic Falls?❞ He questioned as they arrived at the car, returning his full attention to the brunette after she surely missed it for a few seconds while he considered the options that came to his mind.

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Damon pulled back at the sound of nearly arriving, eyes darting at Katherine's hand reaching for the stop button. A small grin graced his lips at her speed and determination of not allowing the elevator to arrive and interrupt their moment; obviously she wasn't willing on suppressing their needs for another time. Her effort got supported by his hands on her hips, lowering them on her butt as soon as their lips were occupied with eachother's. Damon almost pouted as she pulled away, immediately lacking her lips on his; eyes shooting up from her lips as his ears caught her words. Katherine's demand only added to his desire, his tongue recalling the bittersweet addicting taste of her blood. His chest rose heavily and eyes shortly widened at the granted access to her neck. Her wish was definitely his command, even if once offered he was wishing to get a taste himself. The Salvatore's head leaned to her neck as his eyes were lusting glued to it. Gently his fangs tore the brunette's soft skin, reigning over the hunger that streamed through his veins wanting him to rip her skin eagerly. It was Damon, he was beyond turned on and being fangs deep inside her wasn't the only thing he lusted after, especially after her demanding words, yet he was still mindful enough not to hurt her by being too rash with his fangs. As soon as the first droplet landed on his tongue, his complete body pushed further against her, automatically grinding his hips in hers, longing for even more near than already given. The taste bemused the remaining part of his brain that wasn't stunned by lust, leaving him fully lost in Katherine, her taste, her smell; he could swear she'd make him lose his mind. Intuitively a hand placed on the opposite side of her neck, granting him more control, if that was even possible in a moment in which he was enjoying her blood while holding her against a wall. Savoring her blood was doing things to him he could never explain if he had to — but this time was even different from the last, more satisfying, more intense; perhaps it was given the fact that Damon was aware that she returned his feelings and wasn't just living the experience. He couldn't tell how long he'd already been drinking the precious liquid but judging by how breathless he actually was it must've been some time; eventually he moved his head back, lips parted as he returned to face her. ❝I've got the feeling you're getting a kink on this, Katherine.❞ The male could only mutter in between breaths, recalling what she once told him and how his promise might as well turned true. The hunger increased by every passing second and with it the wish to rip Katherine's clothes off her body; a wish he'd deeply have to fight to not leave her practically naked.

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Katherine's hungry look on Damon was driving him insane despite needing the absolute opposite, a calm mind to spontaneously think of a plan and a way to get Stefan out, instead of imagining how to get her out of her clothes. The eye-contact along with the tease as she took hold of his hand wasn't exactly helping on that case, and even less how temptingly she licked her lips — it almost made him forget another time for why they were there. Fortunately Katherine dragged Damon out of the room and as she did he only hoped she'd drag him into bed the same way. He was aware she was doing it to not even give him the chance of showing her the dislike of name choice which probably would have ended up in the same situation they barely got out of. He swallowed hard at the whisper, observing the brunette by the corner of his eyes as he tried to maintain the control he believed to have over himself, although the pure desire boiled somewhere deep inside of him. She knew what those words would do to him, especially as he wasn't exactly calm after what happened just hardly a minute ago, although he so badly tried to. Blue eyes stared in front of him, waiting for the doors to close as his breath got heavier by every so little passing second, the restrained desire coming on surface. Damon licked his lips as he dared to turn his head in direction of Katherine, leading him to bite down on his lower lip as their eyes met. Once the doors were closed there wasn't anything he could do to get a hold of himself any longer; their previous night and the previous scene in the back of his mind, overriding the thought of their mission. ❝Making sure we won't ever be allowed in this hotel again.❞ Damon retorted barely a second before placing his free hand on the back of her neck and pulling her against his body, immediately sinking in a passionate kiss. Soon Katherine ended up at the wall, as so often lately, trapped by his body. The hand that still held hers shifting on top of hers as he led her hand on her stomach, slowly guiding her hand higher there. The Salvatore's lips tore of hers just to dive lower, trailing the brunette's neck with kisses as he fully gave in to the previously suppressed desire; his hand pressuring hers on squeezing her breast.

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Damon just began forming a grin as well as a thought of to what he'd reply but he didn't even get the chance to finish both; lips coalesced with Katherine's in another wild kiss. Her hands directly on his skin bringing up goosebumps on his torso as his own travelled erratically on her back and hips. Her words prompted a light smile on his lips, could they even be called rescue squad as they didn't do anything at all considering the bail out? Yet the words kept on echoing in his mind, giving him a light feeling of guilt the kisses on his neck distracted him of. The fading sensation on the Salvatore's skin was probably as frustrating as it previously was to her; they were definitely even now. The blue eyes immediately moved on Katherine, eyeing her from head to toe as deep breaths followed her promise. Damn, it was just too tempting. But he couldn't give in, could he? If common sense even talked through her although she seemed to be craving it as much as he was, it was a sign. With the returning thought to why they were there in first place Damon became even more frustrated by deciding for the right choice. Well, better said, the morally right. ❝I guess we have to take a rain check on that.❞ He told, the disappointment audible in his voice, even if he knew it was the right thing to cut a line for the moment. They couldn't spend another day on their insatiable desire while having an actual mission there, especially when it was that present in his head — not any remorse but the irritating feeling of having to payback for his life. Damon glanced at the ground as he licked his lips; he really had to gather control over himself to not take her against a wall although that was what his whole body ached for. As soon as the blue eyes caught sight of the brunette again, he knew they had to leave NOW despite not having the slightest of a plan, the desire still carried in every blood cell of his body; if they wouldn't leave the room in the next minutes there'd be no mercy. ❝Let's leave.❞ The words were pressed out as if it were bad news he didn't want to announce, obviously struggling with the decision. Damon offered Katherine his hand as he took a step closer to her and the door; ❝Emily.❞ Eyebrows shortly arched as he pronounced the alias, unaware if it was a simple reminder or an attempt to soothe the heavy tension. It was clear though, that as soon as they'd walk out of the door, the elevator would make the next challenge in leaving their hands to themselves, as it was obvious that both their desperation wouldn't just magically vanish.

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Judging by Katherine's reaction his possessive words must've done things to her he wasn't aware of; the desire burning in her eyes, the words she told regarding Damon — it almost seemed as if his jealousy was driving her wild to a point she ignored anything else. As her hands moved from his, one of his hands placed on her waist while the other stayed at the wall, leaving him in a slightly intimidating pose. The blue eyes exactly caught how she flickered between his eyes and lips, mirroring what he had observed as she started talking. The smile and words only added the fuel for the burning jealousy inside of him, the Salvatore holding onto a very thin string of self control as the tension kept on building. As Katherine's hands arrived on his chest he could feel his breath getting heavier, eyes uncontrollably staring at her lips as he sunk teeth in his own. The tug on his belt got him shortly glancing down to her hands before fixating on the brown eyes, the hold on control fully tearing at her words. If she didn't want them distracted she might should've provoked him a little less into losing control just moments ago. Damon's face swiftly eliminated the distance between them and crushed their lips brutally together. Hands placed on the brunette's waist and instantly pulled her closer, not caring about a single thing on that planet, his jealousy leading him in every second. The kiss broke and as quick as it started the Salvatore turned Katherine, having her back again his torso as he pushed her up the wall. A finger brushed her hair out of his way to her neck, half a second later his lips already placed eager kisses on it. Both hands squeezed in the space between her body and the wall, soon roaming above her body uncontrolled. ❝I hate it that much that I want to remind you that you're only mine, over and over again, Katherine.❞ Damon whispered as he barely pulled away from her neck to lean closer to her ear; ❝But I think you're right, we should leave before we get more distracted.❞ He left a few seconds to process his words, afterwards pulling away completely and taking a few steps back, eyes glued on Katherine. No, he didn't think she was right; it was a mixture of a lot of things; tease, testing on how much control he had over her, and perhaps he wanted to see if she'd also lose control.

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Damon truly didn't expect Katherine to be driving on her flings now; either way if she tried to get him jealous or tease him, above everything it told him that she actually meant her confession as they were obviously getting exclusive. ❝Just leave them to me, it'll be a pleasure to rip their hearts out.❞ So much about being careful. ❝It could be my signature for your flings.❞ Damon's lips formed a small smirk as he implied on the death of her ex werewolf lover he so gladly killed for the simple reason that Mason believed Katherine loved him. The fact that the werewolf was potentially endangering both Salvatores wasn't more than just a loophole of justification for the eldest Salvatore's deed, only proving once again that he indeed was reckless when it came to her. Katherine's continuation of speech got him arching an eyebrow; what was she getting on? At the words "special friend" jealousy flowed through him more than he could possibly cover with pride — and the fact that they'd have to keep him nearly got him boiling. That was a very huge no. Not even a single thought would be shed on that. He wasn't amused and just as he wanted to speak up about it, the brunette left with the excuse of eventually getting him a shirt, probably sensing of how little he grew fond of that idea. A deep sigh left his nostrils, eyes still looking at the door she just went through; how little control did he have over himself when it came to her? He was willing to kill every single person that somehow could show any interest in Katherine — that's probably what a century and a half are causing on someone waiting for the love of just one specific person.
It wasn't much time that was left for his thoughts, eyes immediately wandering on the brunette once she returned. Her remark along with the smirk didn't leave him another choice than to chuckle; could that be taken as a compliment? ❝Then black it is.❞ Damon grabbed both shirts, throwing the dark blue one on the bed before sliding into the black one, back turned to her. ❝So why exactly do we need that—❞ He stopped to clear his throat to emphasise his very liking of the word, before continuing; ❝friend?❞ He questioned, turning to face her. ❝Who if not you got a Klaus radar?❞ He continued, stepping closer to her, head slowly tilting to one side. ❝And I think it's quite obvious where we'll find them, considering the missed people and found corpses in one city district.❞ The Salvatore told, Katherine's back pressed against the wall in a heartbeat after he finished talking, hands not just simply pinned on the wall but fingers intertwined. ❝If you're trying to get me jealous, congratulations, Katherine.❞ He told, faces barely apart. ❝But I'm not sharing you. I don't want anybody else to even think of having you, not to mention believing that you're their's.❞ Damon admitted with a deep look in her eyes.

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Damon's arms instinctively wrapped around her back tightly, not wanting to ever let go again, chin gently leaning on her head, enjoying the near. It was a point where he recognised the Katherine he knew a long time ago, the Katherine that wasn't cold and masked every emotion. That warmed his heart even more. The words that left her lips told him that she previously doubted the weight of his feelings to her; she tried to scare him off with the fact that he'd have to be on the run with her for the eternity if he actually wanted to be with her — which was something he wouldn't mind as long as the brunette was by his side. Damn being on the run, he'd convoy her through fire and ice, to the moon and back, it was just a matter of fact that the eldest Salvatore wouldn't ever leave her side. He obsessed over her for a century and a half, there wasn't a thing that'd stop him now after getting his feelings returned. ❝I'll do whatever it takes.❞ Damon replied in a whisper, aware that he'd have to put a lot of effort in being careful, considering how reckless he was in her near. Although so far he even made it work pretending to be human, ignoring the little incident at the gas station on their way there. Katherine's arms around his neck were enough of a sign for him to move his chin and gaze down at her, blue eyes immediately caught by brown ones. The raven-haired couldn't deny that she surprised him with her words, only a genuine smile curving his lips as given reaction; the survivor Katherine Pierce not being able to survive losing him, almost ironic. ❝You won't ever lose me, Katherine.❞ The reassuring words being an untold promise he made, especially considering the werewolf bite he survived. ❝I was dreaming of this for 150 years, I'm not going to let anything get us apart.❞ Damon's eyes stared deeply in hers as he leaned closer. ❝Ever.❞ He sealed the promise with a kiss, feeling like anything else besides Katherine didn't matter anymore. Although the nagging thought of Stefan was still present somewhere on the back of his mind; he was already looking forward to the moment the younger brother would be in Mystic Falls so he wouldn't have to spend any nerves on it any longer and not have the disgusting feeling of guilt deep inside.

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The Salvatore sensed the chaos that must've been going on in Katherine's mind as she couldn't even phrase her thoughts to what he said, what he assumed. It only proved that she was trying badly to mask the truth her body told him about more by every second. As soon as she eventually started talking, Damon's brain stopped processing anything Katherine said after he heard the three words escaping her lips. He desired to hear them for such a long time, perhaps even dreamed of it, yet still wasn't prepared on hearing them. It felt like the world stopped spinning in that very second, almost as on the first time he was granted her kiss. The Salvatore nearly had to pinch himself to make sure he wasn't dreaming. He couldn't do anything else than just stare at her, his heart beating that fast it nearly escaped his chest. Seconds passed and Damon eventually found his tongue again. ❝You can't imagine how much that changes, Katherine.❞ He told, eyes literally sparkling. ❝What's the sense of living an eternity if I can't spend it with you?❞ The question was rather rhetorical, hands placed on Katherine's neck and pulled her close, immediately leaning in for a kiss. It was different from every kiss they ever shared, even different from the ones when he had been human; this kiss was lead by 150 years of desiring, believing and waiting to ever get his feelings returned. His fingertips softly stroked her skin, the Salvatore slowly pulling away from the kiss. ❝I'm willing to spend the rest of eternity with you, Katherine. On the run, hiding, whatever it'll take — I don't want to ever leave you again.❞ Damon admitted, the madly in love side talking through him. For a moment his mind even went that far to consider leaving Stefan to Klaus, a victim he'd bring to be happy, to not spend an eternity on the run; after all he didn't ask Stefan to provide the cure, he accepted that he'd die, it was Stefan's will to play the hero — the hero should pay for it himself, shouldn't he? He nearly gave into that thought but he couldn't, it'd haunt him through the eternity, not the remorse for not saving his little brother but for being reminded that he owed his life to Stefan.

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Damon couldn't wipe the grin off his lips at Katherine's remark. ❝I believe I've been too busy to complain.❞ And just maybe a little too turned on by that move to complain about it. Moving his blue eyes on her as he heard her steps, he was almost frustrated seeing her clothed. Taking his belt from her, his eyebrows lightly arched in questioning manner to what was about to follow after his name. Damon's facial expression almost revealed every bit of disappointment that flooded through him just by her question, trying to hide it by forcing his view down to his hands buckling the belt. Right, what kind of assumption was that, that Katherine would keep around him after it? Although she had also no real reason being there now, too, not to mention that she definitely had no reason of involving herself in getting back his brother, bringing herself in possible danger. ❝Because you're here now, Katherine.❞ He started, daring to lift his eyes back on her, immediately searching for her brown eyes. ❝You're including yourself in saving Stefan although just last night you said I was on my own on that.❞ The Salvatore reminded. The scenes of her jealousy, care and even how she didn't let him leave the previous night made him believe that her feelings didn't stay in the past but accompanied her until this day. Was he daring to push her to an answer about what she might felt for him after confessing eternal love to her twice? The last time he asked left him on a murderous drinking excess. The least that could happen now was that he'd get himself killed in attempt of saving his brother; sounded like a great deal for a broken heart. ❝What changed your mind? Don't you dare saying it's about Stefan.❞ He questioned, taking a further step towards her and continued to talk without actually leaving Katherine the time to reply; ❝I sense how your body reacts on me, I see that you care, Katherine.❞ Damon's hand placed on her cheek, his thumb gently caressing it. ❝So what exactly is supposed to make me believe that you're not going to stay after?❞ He asked in nearly a whisper as he stared deeply in her eyes, hoping that for once she would leave her pride behind and tell him what he thought to know.

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The Salvatore's lips returned the smile that decorated the brunette's face, her words slightly brightening it. ❝I did too.❞ Truly, he hadn't slept like that in ages, maybe even never — did it come from being the first sleep after almost dying? Was it the exhaustion? Or was it simply her near that allowed him to sleep that peaceful? Damon couldn't help the smirk appearing on his face at her comment of leaving her underwear intact; he really tried, in contrary to her with his now buttonless shirt. Blue eyes never left Katherine as he sat up and leaned his back against the headrest, watching how she got dressed. The provocation left him licking his lips with a light head tilt as his eyes skimmed over her behind, he couldn't deny that he actually considered the offer. ❝I'm afraid I won't be able to keep myself of ripping them apart for another time, Katherine.❞ The Salvatore replied, moving along the sheet behind her on the bed. Both hands placed on each of Katherine's shoulders, with a soft touch moving her hair back, then travelling along her curves. His head leaned to her neck and lips placed a gentle yet tempting kiss on it as arms softly wrapped around her waist before he whispered; ❝I promise when all of this will be over, we won't be leaving any hotel quickly, and especially no bed.❞ Perhaps a second longer he stayed like that, before eventually leaving the bed and taking on his boxers, soon after his pants; fortunately they were in near of the bed. Blue eyes scanned the room searching for his belt but only over and over again stumbled across the buttons that were spread around half of the room. Katherine's question ever so fitting as he turned his eyes to her, a small grin appearing on his lips. ❝The plan is that you'll get me a new shirt first as you weren't as cautious with my clothes as I was with yours.❞ Damon was aware that this wasn't at all what she meant on planning but he couldn't leave without a shirt either and it was a too great opportunity of teasing her to just leave it. ❝And while you'll be on your WIFE duty, I might as well think of a plan that won't get any of us killed.❞ [or bitten.] He continued talking, enjoying the marriage play perhaps a little too much, especially considering that in fact none of their distractions should have happened while being there to save Stefan from Klaus. Maybe Damon was just trying to get a little revenge out of it because his alias was her ex's name, the jealousy in him never dying although Katherine found amazing ways to prevent him thinking of it.

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Damon saw the confusion written on Katherine's face, obviously coming from the tenderness their kiss possessed and as soon as his words were said, a reply came from her instantly. He couldn't deny that it was what he hoped for, the brunette not wanting him to leave but the refusal came in a speed he definitely didn't expect. The words echoed in his head as he debated with himself if it'd be right to stay; who was he kidding? Not the tiniest part of him wanted to leave — he was the selfish, bad brother. Did Katherine say what THEY would do, though? Barely an hour ago she mentioned that her job was done, she got him there and told as much information as she could, it was HIS part to get Stefan. Why was there a change of mind all of a sudden? Deep in thoughts the Salvatore was already underneath the sheet, Katherine almost left him no other choice than doing as she demanded; she had a point after all. ❝Fine.❞ Damon gave in, her head on his chest being the final reason to his decision. Intuitively a hand pushed back the few strands of hair that covered her face, transitioning to soft strokes on her hair. ❝Goodnight, Katherine.❞ The raven-haired nearly whispered, closing his eyes and only now realising how exhausted he actually was by everything that happened that day. His hand moving from her hair to her back was the only thing he managed doing before drifting off to sleep.
The sun shone through the window right on Damon's face and woke him with it; how amazing they prepared going to sleep that they didn't at least pull a curtain in front of the window. But even before the blue eyes opened, a small smile curved Damon's lips at the feeling of Katherine's near. Waking up next to her was something he wasn't granted often in their shared past, the more joy it brought to him doing so now. Slowly his lids opened and immediately his gaze drove down; her head still on his chest, just as his arm was still wrapped around her and keeping her close. The simple look quickly developed into a stare, observing and admiring every so small detail of her angelic sleep; not moving the slightest, almost afraid of waking her up. The Salvatore could spend hours like that, marvelling at the brunette, without any disturbance, without any comments — it was so little that could make him happy. He was lost in her ravishing beauty until her movement tore him out of it, indicating him that she was awake. ❝Good morning.❞ He told, his voice a little rasp from the night, fingers gently drawing small lines on her behind; lips trying to suppress the smile of joy, not wanting to make it too obvious how much THAT actually meant to him. ❝Did you sleep well?❞ Damon asked the only thing he could come up with just to stretch the moment, not wanting to let go of her yet, not wanting to return to the general desire of having her that close to him, and obviously not wanting to give thought to whatever situation was ahead of them.

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Just after the confessing words rolled off his tongue almost involuntarily he only realised what could be the reason for him to again open up and make her his weakness — it was the fact that eventually he remembered why they were there, to save his brother, and that meant he could possibly get killed in attempt of that as Klaus wasn't much of a friend. He didn't expect that she'd return anything, it wouldn't be the Katherine he knew. Although he didn't expect such a warning tone either; what was said was said, and after all she already knew that his feelings to her never faded. ❝What?❞ Damon whispered questioning. Soon her curiosity took over the moment, leaving her apparently thinking of what she'd reply. The answer on his question wasn't really satisfying him but the continuation revealed perhaps a little more than Katherine thought through; having the same reaction on his near as back then could also mean she felt the same, couldn't it? Especially as she hid her eyes from his, almost as if she was embarrassed by her own answer. Without saying anything Damon's hands placed on the brunette's cheeks and brought her closer, lips immediately crashing on hers in a long kiss. It was a potential goodbye, not knowing what waited for him once he'd be in the near of Stefan and Klaus but knowing that he'd get through that alone. Katherine had no reason bringing herself in danger of getting caught, it was already enough that she stayed in the same city. He didn't want to leave the heart-warming near, the closeness to her being something he desired for a too long time span. After their kiss broke, the Salvatore's forehead softly leaned against hers; the two opposite sides inside of him fighting — one that forced him to find his brother, the other one demanding to stay with his eternal love. Thumbs gently caressed her cheeks while whispering without moving the slightest, quietly in hope she wouldn't let him go; ❝I should be going, Katherine.❞

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❝I thought I made it obvious enough that I was talking about practice with the right person, I'm a faithful husband after all.❞ His own reply left the Salvatore chuckling lightly, hinting at the roles they're supposed to be playing in the publicity. Although the simple pronunciation of it leaving him for another time in the imagination of it being real; he didn't even admit to himself that there was a huge part of himself that wished for something that human.
Eventually Katherine gave him the near he longed after, eyes admiring her face and fingers appreciatively drawing on her leg. Listening to her words, his fingers stopped their motion and stayed still, almost in trance at the soft touch on his chest — the heartbeat fastening a little. She was right, especially about the part where nothing changed although he tried so badly, even lying to himself about what he felt. The Salvatore leaned automatically in the gentle touch on his cheek, eyes never leaving the opposite ones. The question left him quiet for a few seconds, considering where this was supposed to go. ❝It depends on the circumstances but as you were believing that I hated you, I don't think there'd be a possibility.❞ His hand softly touched hers on his cheek as he talked. ❝I didn't want to die knowing you believed that I hated you when actually my heart belonged to you since the first time I saw you and never stopped belonging to you.❞ Damon wanted to smack himself for the confession and now even dropped a confirmation to it, although Katherine surely didn't need any confirmation after his reactions on every time she reminded him of his words. His fingers began tracing her hand with a silken touch, reaching her arm, shoulder and soon her back on which his hand lingered, instinctively keeping her close. ❝So you might be right about me, Katherine.❞ He murmured as he leaned slightly closer, eyes drawn to her lips. ❝But do you know what makes me wonder about you?❞ The raven-haired left barely a centimetre between their lips, glance shooting up to the brown eyes, before continuing to whisper; ❝Did my near make your heart skip a beat as much in 1864?❞ With that question he was letting her know that he noticed the signs that were telling him more than she did verbally, more than she probably even wanted to show. Counting in the few phrases Damon might have a very clear idea of what the brunette wasn't saying what he certainly wanted to hear.

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Katherine's moans were driving him wilder than he could ever remember; the mixture of the bloody delight and the sensation of eventually doing her pushing him to the edge quicker than he expected. If Damon wouldn't have come just a moment earlier, he was sure he'd have now by the sweet sound of her voice that over and over echoed in his head. With her head on his chest he attempted to gain back any strength, normalise his vital functions and just in the time his hand nearly rose to caress her hair she started to leave the warming position and laid beside him — his inner self fighting to just not let her go anywhere, longing for her near but he stifled that instantly. Instead Damon's lips graced a cocky grin at the somewhat compliment she gave him, if it could be called that way. The following sentence contained a light undertone of jealousy, almost enough to feed into his pride. ❝And I'm not planning to skip on any so I won't just be BETTER.❞ The Salvatore's eyebrows shortly rose in emphasis on what he was hinting at; being the best she's ever had, although he was absolutely certain about the fact that she wouldn't ever tell him even if he was. He observed how her fingers reached his chest and circled on it, noticing just due that that he was still breathing a little heavier than usual. The touch only proving him that she desired physical contact as much as he did which left him wondering why she fleed from it in first place. Blue eyes returned to the brunette's face at her words. ❝Thought I'm still the same man to you, Katherine.❞ Damon replied with a thought to what she said just a few hours ago, his hand reaching out for her leg, not bearing not having any physical contact except her fingers any longer. ❝What changed your mind?❞ Ever so soft his hand placed underneath her knee, gently yet also demanding pulling it to his body and leaving her leg with it on top of his own; fingers softly caressing her leg after forcing the nearness she obviously tried to prevent previously. ❝Is it that I'm able to return your bites? Or perhaps that I can compete with your strength?❞ Head very lightly tilted as he waited for an answer, very well aware that an honest answer wouldn't be one of the given options. Although for him nothing about him changed when he was around her — still stupid in love, if not even more than back then, reckless and naive.

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Damon's eyes didn't leave the Petrova's face for a second, observing and enjoying even the smallest reaction on it. The tease got him wondering, as much as he was able to at the moment at least, yet he couldn't process the information at all, fully distracted and still on some high from her blood; he just knew it wouldn't leave him alone now though. Soon after he landed on his back, Katherine's moan being music to his ears. His hands immediately placing on her hips and supporting her every move as he let out nearly quiet moans in appreciation of her so masterly work. ❝Katherine..❞ It was a barely pressed out moaning whisper as she leaned closer, getting pulled in a kiss. His hands wandered from her hips above her back to her cheeks to cup them during their kiss; Damon overwhelmed with the never disappearing taste on the tip of his tongue, the pleasure and feelings rolling over him like a truck. Soon he broke the kiss, allowing his lips to touch her neck as he held her close; working on a hickey. Only the thought of leaving a sign of him on her made him feel somewhat glorious, even if the hickey would disappear in just a few minutes as if it never happened. Head moved back to Katherine's face and his teeth shortly nibbled on her lower lip, hands lowering on her butt and pulling her higher — it wouldn't be Damon if he simply let her do all of it, no, the final strokes were his. He used the created space for hard and deep pounding from underneath her; the sound of skin on skin sounding through the whole room, perhaps even more than just the room. In a few strokes he finished deep inside with a heavy pant, feeling her clenching around him just in the same moment. He lowered back on the mattress, pulling Katherine along as he still stayed inside, granting to ride out their orgasms. The raven-haired's mind was fully blown; everything happening so fast that it almost got him another time confessing to his feelings after the intimate moment they shared — being absolutely different from every other time, unsure if it came from blood sharing, lusting for longer than a century or from actually being a vampire. A satisfied and perhaps a little proud smile curled the male's lips, hand softly drawing lines on her back as he stared up in the brown eyes, speechless and recovering.

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The Salvatore witnessed Katherine's signals, telling him perhaps a little more than she ever did with words. The sharp pain of her nails on his back was only making the experience more satisfying and intense, not to mention exciting. Every so small blood droplet left him wanting more, wishing the taste would never stop. The times she gave him her blood as he was human and even the small treat at the gas station were nothing compared to dipping his fangs in her neck and just taking as much as he wanted. Damon was so lost in her taste and her smell that it dizzied him, only perceiving her voice on top of that which almost fully caused him to lose control; he could tell that blood sharing had the same effect on her as it did on him. Eventually he won the mental fight and pulled back, his eyes lingering on the bite for a moment before turning his view on the brunette's face, it was almost a shame that it healed. The Salvatore was breathing heavily, her taste present as if she still allowed him to drink — but that didn't mean he wasn't hungering, hungering for something more than her taste. It was just now that he realised his pants halfway gone; for a moment he left Katherine without any touch, getting up from the bed only that little to quickly yank the fabric fully off. Just as fast as the pants were off Damon devoted himself back to her, returning on top while spreading her legs by her knees so he could position between them. A first grind was enough to get him an idea of how badly she was longing for it, the same as he was. ❝I've got a promise to keep.❞ The raven-haired reminded in an almost inaudible whisper as he leaned lower to her face, staring in the brown eyes. The built-up eye contact a distraction to pin both her hands on the mattress, not leaving her a way out. There wasn't anything else he was waiting for, entering her slowly to provide her the chance of getting used to him and allowing a not that silent moan to leave his lips; the reality exceeding every imagination and even memory. The thrusts were slow and steady — soon Damon losing the restraint and pushing deeper and faster inside.

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Damon kept his mouth shut at the brunette's words, for how long would she remind him of his confession? He knew what he said — but also very well what he felt. And it wasn't like he couldn't retort anything on the tease, considering her obvious jealousy on Elena, especially about their kiss.
Katherine caught Damon off guard; his hands pinned down on the bed by her — eyes involuntary wandering over her naked body ever so yearningly. He was too distracted to even attempt to fight his hands free of her hold, the so tempting words being the trigger to return his view to her face only to catch a glimpse of her smirk as she already lowered to his neck. Oh she was very well aware that she was in a position in which he'd forgive her EVERYTHING. ❝Let's see you try.❞ The Salvatore spoke teasingly under a deep breath, just a moment before the brunette's lips pecked his skin. If she'd only know how she drove him to insanity, the bulge pressed against his pants not even nearly enough of a description for it. The breath remained on his neck for seconds without any other sensation, bringing a shiver through his complete torso. The next moment a muffled moan slipped out of his lips, the light prick of Katherine's fangs taking him by surprise. He couldn't help but instantly got reminded of the nights in their past; getting fed on just in moments like such while being pinned down, getting shown the power she held over his life always so intriguing and exciting. The apology brought a unconcealable satisfied grin upon the blue-eyed's face — it was definitely more than a compliment to hear that, coming from vampire to vampire. Gaze danced uncontrollable between her eyes and godlike nudeness, eventually a hand found its way to the back of her neck, pulling her close. ❝Didn't I warn about biting back?❞ Damon whispered temptingly against her lips, eyes staring in hers as the other arm sneaked around her back before rolling them over another time — the battle for dominance probably never taking an end. Immediately head leaned to Katherine's ear, a finger softly sliding over her neck as he spoke; ❝I think I did.❞ Lips placed right underneath her ear and left a small trail of kisses as they travelled on her neck, then pierced her soft skin with his fangs. The first drop was sufficient to tell he'd never get enough of that; it was nearly as addicting as her lips.

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