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turnonmyheelsFandom: The Vampire Diaries
Title: Throw Yourself From Skin to Skin
Pairing: Damon/anyone he damn well wants
Rating: Adult
Warnings: Damon is a vampire. There will be death, rape, torture, sex, bloodplay, etc.
Summary: Damon screws (with) Mystic Falls, episode by episode.
Spoilers: 1.16 There Goes The Neighborhood
Notes: thank you![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
moosesal for the beta
Previous parts here
Jenna stared at herself in the bathroom mirror. Her face was flushed from too much booze and her eyes looked wild--glassy, red rimmed, pupils far wider than they should have been. Jenna turned the faucet on and splashed some cold water on her face hoping it would tone down the blotchiness spreading across her face and down her neck.
It didn’t.
Now, she looked trashed and her mascara was streaking down her face along with the remnants of her foundation. “Damn it.” Jenna muttered and jerked a handful of paper towels from the dispenser and began patting her face dry.
“So, Jenna.” Kelly’s voice echoed a tad and sounded far away as though they were in one of the area’s many caverns and not the bathroom at The Grill. That’s why when Kelly said, “You, me, Damon. That could be fun,” Jenna did not immediately grasp her meaning.
“What?” Her voice sounded shrill to her own ears. Jenna shook her head to try to clear it while she dug through her purse for her make-up bag. The toilet flushed and Kelly stepped out of the stall. Drunk as Kelly was, she was still gorgeous and looked perfectly put together. Unlike Jenna, who looked exactly as smashed as she felt. Jenna mentally shrugged to herself and refused to let it get her down while she started the process of fixing her face. Therapy and five years of studying psychology meant Jenna had long ago accepted that being the one who wasn’t perfectly put together all the time was part of who she was. She embraced it. She really did.
“I said, you, me, Damon; that could be fun.” Kelly stood behind Jenna and ran her fingers through Jenna’s hair; lifting it off the back of her neck and fluffing it back into place. Jenna felt herself shiver a bit as the cool air kissed her sweaty skin, and she forced herself to laugh.
“I don’t think that’s such a good idea, Kel.”
“I don’t know why not, it’s not like we’ve never done it before. God we used to have so much fun.”
“It’s not that--”
“You want him all to yourself then.” Kelly interrupted.
“There’s more than enough of me to go around.” Jenna jumped at the sound of Damon’s voice and dropped her make-up bag; the contents scattered noisily into the damp sink. Jenna cussed under her breath and fumbled while she tried to get everything back in the bag as quickly as she could.
“Come on live a little Jenna.” Kelly was in her personal space pressing those gorgeous breasts against Jenna’s arm.
Jenna closed her eyes and took a deep breath.
“Come on, Jenna.” She opened her eyes at the sound of Damon’s voice and turned to look at him. She’d enjoyed his company so much the other night. He’d been fun and charming and most importantly adult. This didn’t feel fun or adult. It felt like a drunken mistake that Jenna was going to prevent if it killed her. She looked him in the eyes and started to politely refuse when he looked at her with a weirdly intense gaze and said, “It’ll be fun. You know you want to.”
The heat of both their bodies pressed against Jenna; Kelly toyed with her hair and Damon kept giving her meaningful looks that were kind of freaking her out. Jenna looked at their reflection in the mirror and all she could see was waking up hungover and miserable and hating herself for giving in to something she didn’t really even want to do. She straightened her spine and gave them both very genuine smiles. She grabbed her purse and make-up bag and headed toward the door.
“No thanks guys, but you two should totally hook up. I’m sure you’ll have a great time.” They were already on each other before she was even out the door. She saw Alaric across the room and he smiled at her.
She smiled back and knew she’d made the right choice.
Next Part
Title: Throw Yourself From Skin to Skin
Pairing: Damon/anyone he damn well wants
Rating: Adult
Warnings: Damon is a vampire. There will be death, rape, torture, sex, bloodplay, etc.
Summary: Damon screws (with) Mystic Falls, episode by episode.
Spoilers: 1.16 There Goes The Neighborhood
Notes: thank you
moosesal for the betaPrevious parts here
Jenna stared at herself in the bathroom mirror. Her face was flushed from too much booze and her eyes looked wild--glassy, red rimmed, pupils far wider than they should have been. Jenna turned the faucet on and splashed some cold water on her face hoping it would tone down the blotchiness spreading across her face and down her neck.
It didn’t.
Now, she looked trashed and her mascara was streaking down her face along with the remnants of her foundation. “Damn it.” Jenna muttered and jerked a handful of paper towels from the dispenser and began patting her face dry.
“So, Jenna.” Kelly’s voice echoed a tad and sounded far away as though they were in one of the area’s many caverns and not the bathroom at The Grill. That’s why when Kelly said, “You, me, Damon. That could be fun,” Jenna did not immediately grasp her meaning.
“What?” Her voice sounded shrill to her own ears. Jenna shook her head to try to clear it while she dug through her purse for her make-up bag. The toilet flushed and Kelly stepped out of the stall. Drunk as Kelly was, she was still gorgeous and looked perfectly put together. Unlike Jenna, who looked exactly as smashed as she felt. Jenna mentally shrugged to herself and refused to let it get her down while she started the process of fixing her face. Therapy and five years of studying psychology meant Jenna had long ago accepted that being the one who wasn’t perfectly put together all the time was part of who she was. She embraced it. She really did.
“I said, you, me, Damon; that could be fun.” Kelly stood behind Jenna and ran her fingers through Jenna’s hair; lifting it off the back of her neck and fluffing it back into place. Jenna felt herself shiver a bit as the cool air kissed her sweaty skin, and she forced herself to laugh.
“I don’t think that’s such a good idea, Kel.”
“I don’t know why not, it’s not like we’ve never done it before. God we used to have so much fun.”
“It’s not that--”
“You want him all to yourself then.” Kelly interrupted.
“There’s more than enough of me to go around.” Jenna jumped at the sound of Damon’s voice and dropped her make-up bag; the contents scattered noisily into the damp sink. Jenna cussed under her breath and fumbled while she tried to get everything back in the bag as quickly as she could.
“Come on live a little Jenna.” Kelly was in her personal space pressing those gorgeous breasts against Jenna’s arm.
Jenna closed her eyes and took a deep breath.
“Come on, Jenna.” She opened her eyes at the sound of Damon’s voice and turned to look at him. She’d enjoyed his company so much the other night. He’d been fun and charming and most importantly adult. This didn’t feel fun or adult. It felt like a drunken mistake that Jenna was going to prevent if it killed her. She looked him in the eyes and started to politely refuse when he looked at her with a weirdly intense gaze and said, “It’ll be fun. You know you want to.”
The heat of both their bodies pressed against Jenna; Kelly toyed with her hair and Damon kept giving her meaningful looks that were kind of freaking her out. Jenna looked at their reflection in the mirror and all she could see was waking up hungover and miserable and hating herself for giving in to something she didn’t really even want to do. She straightened her spine and gave them both very genuine smiles. She grabbed her purse and make-up bag and headed toward the door.
“No thanks guys, but you two should totally hook up. I’m sure you’ll have a great time.” They were already on each other before she was even out the door. She saw Alaric across the room and he smiled at her.
She smiled back and knew she’d made the right choice.
Next Part
