And people still believe that Damon is so great in bed, let me make a quick point remember who said that he’s so great?
Oops.. yeah the only one I could find, sorry not sorry but the only ones so anxious about Damon and sex are Julie and the rest of her fangirls. Not surprisingly the Delena sex scenes reminded me of Bella’s and Edward’s which gave birth not only to that demon baby but to Fifty Shades of Grey as well. Now since you dared to insult Stefan I’ll state some simple facts that will cut like a lightsaber. ( @delena-is-real-love )
The thing is all three of these women have also slept with Damon yet we got no feed back, yeah I think it’s pretty canon-ly fair to say that we trust the judgment of Katherine who God knows how many men she’s been with for 500 years. Rebekah Mikaelson whose an original and I presume has had experience. Also, Elena whom I believe had her first time with Stefan and has spent so much time in bed with Damon which would make anyone think that sex it’s the crucial part of their relationship. Yet she has only ever admitted that what she shared with Stefan was better (also the fact that’s a canon love-making scene helps my point). Oh also let’s not forget that over 160 something years of prison Valerie still hasn’t forgotten about her first time with Stefan (yeah pretty unforgettable). Careful next time you talk about Stefan.
also shoutout to Tessa
(Tag Stefan fans and reblog to save a delusional life)
You stumbled into The Grill, an emotionless expression plastered across your face. You surged forward until you arrived at the bar and took a seat.
“Give me the strongest thing you have,” you muttered.
“(Y/N)? You’re Damon and Stefan’s little sister, right? Doesn’t that make you under the legal-” The male bartender began, frowning as you cut him off.
“Shut up and give me a fucking drink,” you compelled him.
This was your first time back in Mystic Falls since Katherine had escaped from the tomb and turned you. You ran with her for a few years before each going your separate ways.
A glass was placed in front of you, which you gladly gulped down. “Another,” you commanded.
“What brings you to Mystic Falls?” The man questioned, handing you a refill.
“I heard my old best friend was in town,” you replied dully.
“That would be Miss Katerina Petrova, correct?” You spun around only to be greeted by a familiar face.
“Klaus Mikaelson. Just what I fucking needed tonight,” you sighed.
“It’s easier to confess your vampiric issues to me than to a human,” Klaus answered smugly.
“You know what? Talking to you will piss my brothers off. What the hell, just sit down.” You patted the seat next to you and downed your next glass, gesturing for a third.
Klaus sat, swirling the liquid in his hand around. “Go on then, love. I’m all ears.”
“After me and Kat split up, which was a few years after the church burning, she disappeared completely. Then, a few days ago, I hear she’s back in Mystic Falls, but she’s in danger! So me, being her best friend, I come swooping back in to save her ass. And what do I find? Her compelled in a fucking tomb! And then she tells me she only ever used me to get to Stefan, and that she hopes Elijah kills me! So here I am, back in this miserable town with my dickhead older brothers who won’t let me leave!” You ranted, slamming your fist on the counter.
Klaus merely chuckled before handing a wad of cash to the bartender. “Forget everything (Y/N) just said,” he commanded before pulling you up and dragging you outside.
“What’s stopping you from just driving away?” Klaus folded his arms across his chest.
You pouted, “well I’m not exactly an original hybrid. They’re older than me, and there are two of them. They’re keeping tabs on me at all times. They look at me like I saw them look at Kat…I don’t blame them, I’m probably more of a monster than even you. I’m just so tired of this town…”
“Why don’t you just come with me? We could have fun together, in more than one way.” Klaus smirked, taking a step towards you.
“Sounds much better than just…sitting around doing nothing,” you replied.
“Well, love, I have even more good news for you. I have Katerina in my custody.”
You paused, “I think we are going to have a very interesting night.”
Warning: swearing, slight gore, slight nudity, i think that’s it??
Word Count: 1238
Summary: Klaus kidnaps you and Damon comes to save you
You groaned as you came back to consciousness. The pain in your neck throbs as you pick your head up from off your shoulder.
“Oh look, she is awake.” You open your eyes and look right into the face of Klaus. You flinch away, only to be restrained. You look up and realize you are dangling from the ceiling, your feet just barely touching the floor.
“Damon? Where’s Damon” You spat at him, “I was with him last night.” Klaus eyes gleamed even more and he couldn’t keep the smile off his lips. “Well, love, the last time I saw him he was lying on the floor of his bedroom suffering from a broken neck.” You gasped and tried pulling yourself from the roof, although you know it was useless. Even if you could escape, Klaus is a hybrid and would catch up with your human speed in no time.
You couldn’t help letting a few tears slip down your cheeks. Klaus reached out and swiped them away. You pulled yourself up and kicked him in the chest, “Get away from me! You stay away from me, you monster!” Instead of getting angry like you expected, he burst out laughing.
“You know when Damon said you were a fighter, I wasn’t expecting much, you know, from a human, but I am impressed.” He approached you, clasping a hand around your throat, bringing his face in close to yours, “Maybe we can have some fun of our own.”
“Get your filthy hybrid paws off of her.” You hear from the door. You didn’t try to stop the tears from falling. Damon stood there, a murderous look etched on his face. He took a step towards Klaus and Klaus released you and advanced toward Damon.
“We’re a little busy right now, Damon, why don’t you come back later.” Damon took another step forward, as if he were challenging Klaus. “Not without her, I would rather die here than leave you alone with her.”
“Well, mate, that can be arranged, besides you interrupted us.” He stalked back over to you and wrapped his arms around your waist. Damon let out a growl and only ceased approaching when Klaus threaded his fingers through your hair and tilted your head, allowing your throat to come into view. You let out a sob, trying to free your hands, trying to escape this monster. You felt your heartbeat racing, loudly throbbing. Klaus taking no time to point it out to Damon.
“Now, Damon, do you think that’s from fear or excitement? It’s beating so fast, it might burst.”
Damon had exhausted his options, “Please Klaus, just let her go, she has nothing to do with this…” he swallowed loudly, “I’ll do anything.”
“Anything?” Klaus burst out laughing still holding you, his laughter causing you to shake harder.
Klaus released you and stalked towards Damon, wrapping a strong hand around his throat and looking deeply into his eyes, compelling him.
“I want you to undress her, slowly.” Damon growled and with stiff motions walked toward you. It was clear he was trying to fight what he had just been commanded to do, but your life was at stake and he would gladly trade your humility for your life. He reached up and touched your chin, looking at you.
“I’m so sorry, Y/N.” he breathed as he ripped your shirt down the middle and slowly pulled it off you. You decided to spare Damon and tried pulling yourself from the ceiling again. You felt Damon grab you harshly around the waist and started to pull your pants off, slower this time. You could tell he was fighting this part more. You looked at him and he was crying, silently, angrily. He stepped back when he had completed his task almost afraid to look at you, but more afraid to leave Klaus alone with your now exposed body.
“Very good,” Klaus grinned. He strode over to a cabinet and pulled out a small, dainty looking knife.
“No!” Damon shouted, tackling Klaus, successfully bringing him down. The two vampires rolled around on the ground and you once again climbed up on the rope holding you in place and tried to use the weight of your body to pull it free. You heard a loud grunt and Klaus was pinning Damon on the ground, his hand on his chest pushing in towards Damon’s heart. Damon’s faced twisted in pain.
“Klaus! No, no, please, hurt me! Not him, please, please!” You screamed, the tears once again falling freely. Damon looked at you with even more pain on his face if that was possible.
Klaus used Damon’s body to push himself up.
“Fine, let’s kill two birds with one stone, shall we?” He looked back at Damon again and shoved the knife in his hand. “You do it then.”
“No,” Damon says, disgusted by the idea of hurting you. This enraged Klaus and he spat. “Do it or I’ll do it myself, it’s your choice.”
Damon sighed and reached up to cut you down. You would have fallen to the floor if he had not grabbed your hips and held you against him. You offered your still bound wrists to him and he kissed your forehead, pressing down hard. As lightly as he dared, he pierced your skin with the tip of the knife and slowly dragged it across, creating a cut a couple of inches long. You glanced up at him and his veins were throbbing under his eyes and it was obvious he was holding his breath. After making the cut, he steps away from you and gasps for breath. You cover the cut immediately putting pressure on it in an attempt to stop the bleeding.
“Wow, I am impressed,” Klaus smirked, “Now that you’ve prepared our lunch, we feast.” He speeds over to you and picks you up and forced your injured arm under his nose. He inhaled deeply, his eyes rolling to the back of his head. You struggled in his arms, Damon hovering over the two of you, unsure what to do. The smell of your blood still bothering him. “Damon, how did you find the strength not to just dig into her all the time? She is one of the sweetest smelling humans I have ever come across in my years. God, I want to know what she’d taste like.”
“Don’t you fucking dare. If you drink from her I will rip you apart.” Damon promises.
“Not even a little sip? Or is that because you know that once I start, I will never stop?” Klaus taunts and lowers it to his mouth. You struggle and attempt to pry your arm from his iron clad grip. Just as he is about to lick a stripe up the cut he drops your arm but still keeps a tight grip on your body.
“You know what, I’m going to be generous, you won’t ever have to fight the urge to kill her ever again.“ He lifted his own arm to his mouth and bit and then forced his blood down your throat.
“No!” you squealed trying to spit it out, but the damage had been done. You felt Klaus’s uninjured arm wrap around your neck and the last thing you see is Damon looking at you with those impossibly blue eyes, frozen in fear. His lips mouthing the words, “I’m sorry.” and then it all goes black.
Sorry this one took so long to post, I’ve been working on it for like a week, but hope you guys like it!