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Post by Elena Gilbert on Sept 6, 2014 15:18:22 GMT -6
There was a big game tomorrow and she was eager to get her cheer on. Everyone kept on and on about how she was since Jeremy's death and really, she was fine. If they would just leave her alone already. Stefan was upset she turned her humanity off, but she didn't care. It was better than hurting so bad she could barely think. So, if she was a monster...so be it. She didn't care. No humanity, no rules.
Stepping out of the shower in the girls locker room after practice, she inhaled the steam and wrapped the towel around her damp body.
Post by Damon Salvatore on Sept 6, 2014 17:55:53 GMT -6
"Hello, beautiful, eat anyone today?" Damon raised a brow, tossing her shorts up in the air to catch the a moment later. He gave her a smirk, before crossing his arms over his chest. It wasn't hard to sneak into the locker room once everyone had left. Stefan was angry at him for telling Elena to turn her emotions off, but he had thought he'd be able to tell her to turn them back on. Chalk that up to another one of his mistakes. Elena like this, was almost worse than Katherine. That was a thought he had never thought he would have had.
He tilted his head slightly, looking her over. "Hurry up, I'm here to take you home."
Post by Elena Gilbert on Sept 6, 2014 18:13:51 GMT -6
She sighed and rolled her eyes, pulling her hair from the pony tail and shaking it out as her hair fell onto her shoulders. "Stefan sending you in now to change my mind? What's your angle, Damon? You gonna threaten me? Use your powers of suggestion and that sire bond?" She grinned slowly and pointed her finger at him, stepping closer. "Oh, right...you can't."
Elena gave him a winning smile and knew she had him. He wanted her back to little old sad Elena just like Stefan, but she much preferred not having to feel any of the pain. It was much better this way. She ran her fingers through her hair and turned her back to him, letting the towel fall at her feet, then looked over her shoulder at him. "You gonna hand those back, or do I have to go get them?" She asked, but not playfully...unfortunately her voice sounded like...Katherine.
Post by Damon Salvatore on Sept 6, 2014 18:21:28 GMT -6
Damon's playful smirk fell slightly, but only for a brief second. He wasn't going to show just how much this was hurting him. He never wanted this for Elena, even though he knew eventually every vampire fell off the wagon. Every vampire turned their emotions off at least one time, but he'd allowed Stefan to convince him that Elena could be different.
"No. I'm here to make sure you don't kill anyone. Be a good girl and don't make me force you." He stood up, standing in front of her. He held her shorts out to her, and leaned forward.
"I'm stronger and faster than you, Elena. Don't forget that."
Post by Elena Gilbert on Sept 6, 2014 19:21:42 GMT -6
She smirked and snatched her shorts from him, moving to the locker where the rest of her clothes was. Pulling on her boyshorts like he wasn't even there, she ignored his presence as she dressed. After she was dressed in her shorts and tank top, she rolled her head to look at him and gave him a bored look. "I don't need a babysitter, Damon. I am perfectly capable of not killing anyone...unless I wanted to. And you know, maybe I want to. I am kinda hungry and well, the bags just aren't doing it for me." She smiled sweetly, but it was forced.
Patting his shoulder she said sarcastically, "Your suggestion was a great one, by the way. This no emotion thing...it's really working for me." She stepped even closer so that she could say low by his ear, "And you are strong and maybe even faster...but you'd never hurt me. We both know this." She grinned a little.
Post by Damon Salvatore on Sept 6, 2014 19:34:51 GMT -6
Damon's jaw worked as his annoyance rose. This was probably the stupidest thing he had ever in his life done. The sweet, caring woman he had fallen in love with was gone, and he had no one to blame but himself. Hell, he would rather have Katherine right now.
"Yeah see," he said, grabbing her suddenly. He slammed her hard against the lockers, the metal groaning and bending behind her. He dipped his head down to hiss into her ear.
"I will hurt you. If that's the only way to get through to you, Elena. Because I care, and we all know I do really stupid things when I care."
Post by Elena Gilbert on Sept 6, 2014 19:43:51 GMT -6
She was slammed against the locker and gasped, a grin slowly spreading across her lips. "Well, well...." Feeling him so near her set her on fire and the dominance he was showing over her only made her want it more. That's what Damon was good for, dominance and showing his strength. Stefan was too caring and gentle, constantly trying to 'fix' her.
Elena continued to grin and turned her head to look at him, her lips inches from his. "Hurting me is the last thing on your mind...and you know you want it just as bad as I do." She grunted as she tried to push him back but he had a tight, cemented hold on her. "Why not a hunt, you know...peace offering and all?" She leaned forward slightly so her lips were a hair away from his and met his eyes.
Post by Damon Salvatore on Sept 6, 2014 20:08:38 GMT -6
The feeling of Elena's body pressed against his set his blood on fire. His tongue flicked out to lick at his lips, and he let out a breath as her lips brushed against his. Even without her emotions she still knew how to play him. How to make his body react to her. He could tell Katherine no, but he wasn't sure if he could tell Elena.
"I know what you're doing, Elena. And it won't work." Despite what his mouth said, however, Damon didn't try and pull away. His eyes scanned her face, slipping down to travel down the vein of her neck. He brought his gaze back to hers.
Post by Elena Gilbert on Sept 6, 2014 20:24:55 GMT -6
She grinned and could feel his body tense up against her, fighting the urge to do wicked things that she knew he wanted to do. Her eyes moved to his mouth and then slowly back up to meet his gaze. "I'd have to disagree. I know you're hungry. I know your mouth is watering at the thought of sinking your fangs into the soft flesh of a warm body..." She placed her fingers lightly against the side of his neck and trailed down. "...And pulling their sweet blood into your mouth..." She placed her finger against his lips. "...Then letting it slide down your throat." Slowly she moved her fingers down over his lips, down his chin and slowly under his neck until she hooked a finger on his shirt collar. Meeting his eyes once again, she grinned.
Post by Damon Salvatore on Sept 6, 2014 20:34:17 GMT -6
Her words tugged at the vampiric instincts inside him. His eyes flicked close, and he swallowed hard as he could almost taste the blood as she spoke. He wouldn't deny that it had been such a very long time since he had had fresh blood. Since he had hunted. Damon's eyes opened moments before his lips crushed against hers. Originally it had been to silence her, but the moment their lips connected it melted into something more. He couldn't help it, it was just how his body reacted to hers.
"Elena, stop," he breathed after a moment, after breaking off the kiss.
Post by Elena Gilbert on Sept 6, 2014 20:46:12 GMT -6
Damon's lips pressed against hers and quickly it went from frustrated to pure, heated passion. Slipping her hand up to cup the back of his neck, her fingers curled into the hair there and held him to her as she kissed him back.
It was too soon and he had pulled back, breaking their kiss with a pleading demand for her to stop. She was torturing him, and she liked it. Grinning, she shrugged and slipped from between him and the lockers. "You're right...I should stop. I have a warm body calling my name." She said before using her vampire speed to her advantage and leaving him there in the locker room.
Her first stop, football practice. They were packing it in and heading to the showers, causing her to lick her lips. Matt had been her go to for feeding so she wouldn't have a pile of bodies to deal with. Seeing him, she waved a little to call him over. Looking around to make sure Damon wasn't around yet, she said low "Can we uh...meet up in like an hour. I really need...you know." He looked hesitant but agreed.
Post by Damon Salvatore on Sept 6, 2014 21:01:10 GMT -6
Damon let out a growl. He punched the locker that Elena had only moments before been. He went after her, pulling up short when he entered where the football players were at. His eyes narrowed slighty, and he strode across the room to grab Matt.
"Where is she?"
Matt's expression contorted into concern and he shook his head. "I...I don't know. She came in here wanting to meet up and then left."
Damon hissed, and pointed a finger in his face. "Do not meet her. Do you understand?"
He didn't wait for Matt to answer before he moved out of the room in a blur from his vampire speed. Damn it. He had to find her before she started leaving a string of bodies behind her. He found her, outside the classroom that had once belonged to Alaric.
With a burst of speed he grabbed her, and then pulled her into the room. He locked the door, and then turned to face her. He had a look of pure anger on his face.
Post by Elena Gilbert on Sept 6, 2014 21:10:04 GMT -6
She waited for Matt in their usual spot and was checking her nails when she was grabbed and hauled into a classroom. "HEY!" When she jerked her arm free and turned to see who it was, she frowned and growled a bit.
"Not now, Damon. Move." He stood in front of the locked door and she felt angrier and more frustrated, thus causing her hunger to rise. "I mean it Damon..." She threatened him.
Post by Damon Salvatore on Sept 6, 2014 21:26:37 GMT -6
"Or what, Elena?" Damon growled. He started toward her, backing her up against the far wall. He wasn't in the mood to play her little Katherine games. He grabbed her arms, pinning them against her side.
"We're going home. When we get there? Then you can feed until you burst." He bared his fangs, the black veins forming under his eyes as his anger took hold of him. He tightened his hold on her arms, and he jerked her against him.
Post by Elena Gilbert on Sept 6, 2014 21:42:37 GMT -6
"Or..." She began to speak when he walked forward towards her, causing her to back up. He grabbed her arms a bit roughly and held them against her sides. Damon began to show his dominant side again as he listed what would happen next. She curled a lip back at him as she struggled to pull her arms free of his hold.
"You don't scare me, Damon. And you're not my father!" She said as she pulled hard and jerked free from him, stepping back. Before she could think, she spoke the next words and they were out, "You were the one who was supposed to understand me, not try to fix me like Stefan." She saw his face and said softer, "Quit trying to fix me. I'm not broken, Damon. I know what I'm doing and I know what I want."
She moved around him fast and unlocked the door, turning to face him for a brief moment as she said one last word. "Blood." With that she sped into the hall and was met face to face with one of the players on the team. She smiled and heard Damon coming, acting quickly as she pulled him to her and bit his neck, pulling his sweet blood into her mouth.