MULTIFANDOM IMAGINES

Damon Salvatore ~ Katerina's Sabotage | Part 4

Includes: Mentions of sex, angst, violence, blood, harsh language, and cruelty

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The Pierce slowly got out of bed and walked downstairs to see Damon pinned to the floor with her sister on top of him. "My sweet, innocent Damon," Katherine seduced.

"You know he prefers shower sex rather than floor sex," Y/N cut in and leaned against the doorframe. "A little kinky, but I've grown to tolerate it," she smirked at her sister, who had hesitantly gotten off Damon.

"Y/N . . . ." Katherine trailed off, and Y/N's smirk turned into a sadistic smile. For once in her vampire life, Katherine was anxious, and Y/N could feel it.

"Hello, Katerina. It's been a while, sister."

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Katherine unintentionally let out a shaky breath. Her sister's fiery gaze was like poison to her eyes. She hated that stare. It was one of the many things she despised about her sister but tolerated it anyway.

"Y/N. I know you're mad-" the older Pierce began, but Y/N scoffed.

"You have no idea how I feel Katerina. I could be angry like you say. I could be sad about your betrayal. Or I could be relieved to finally be reunited with my dear sister. I guess you'll never know," Y/N sneered, and Katherine licked her lipstick covered lips. Katherine was pinned to the wall by her sister in a blink of an eye, making a small gasp escape her lips. "You know, over the years, I've grown to acknowledge that I'm truly the only person that you, Katerina Petrova, is scared of. Well, besides Klaus, but that's a whole different story that we won't get into," at Y/N's venomous tone, Katherine gulped the growing lump in her throat.

"Y/N . . . ." - the two sisters never broke their stare - "I'm sorry. Leaving you in that tomb was one of the dumbest things I've ever done, and you know me. I make a lot of stupid decisions. And selfish ones. But . . . . for once, I'm apologizing for my idiotic choice. You're my only family, Y/N. I'll never do anything to hurt you again. I promise," Katherine whispered to her sister with such desperation only Y/N had seen. Damon was too shocked to even stand up from the ground. He'd never seen either of the Pierce sisters like this. Y/N was frightening while Katherine was quivering. Usually, to the untrained eye, it was the other way around.

"No, Katerina," Y/N said after a long staredown. "That was not even close to your most idiotic decision. Many things overshine that, but I won't waste our night by listing everything. Instead, I will snap your neck, wake you up, pull your heart out of your chest, feed it to you, then break your hand from your body and stick that so far up your bitchy ass that you can feel your heart resting in your stomach. And after everything, I still won't give you the pleasure of killing you permanently. I will win the freedom that you stole from me by handing you over to the one person you fear other than me," Katherine's eyes widened in both shock and fear. In the almost 6 centuries she's known her little sister, she has never acted like this.

"You've changed," the Pierce stated, and Y/N smirked.

"You too. You're more fragile than you were in 1864. More . . . ." Y/N trailed off then reached into her sister's chest. She grasped her heart, squeezing it in her hands, making Katherine yelp in pain and hunch over. "Frail," the sister spat and clenched her hands together with a little harder making Katherine groan in pain and clutch onto Damon's dress shirt Y/N was wearing.

"Y/N," the brunette pleaded and tightened her grip on her sister's arm. Damon finally got up but was too scared of his girlfriend to move any closer.