The son - Tyler - only has eyes for the blond boy playing pool with him. Damon's looking forward to getting his hands on them. He'll take his time, haunting them with dreams of one other; ratcheting up the intensity bit by bit, gradually including himself and maybe Caroline later on. Dreams they'll wake up from panting, hips thrusting desperately into the mattress, come drying even as they can't help but grind into the sticky mess. He'll string them out, fuel their tempers and lust, then when their hormones are boiling over and they're about to come to blows, he'll come between them, then come between them, with them, in them. And maybe, if their blood is as sweet as the anticipation of the hunt, he'll give them Caroline.
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Date: 2010-06-21 11:19 pm (UTC)That's just so evil hot nasty wrong.
Please keep it coming.