Secret Succubus- a Damon OC Story

Sacrifice Part 1

3rd Person POV:

Elena waited until Nyssa left and then let herself into their childhood home going down into the basement.

She didn't know how to feel seeing John like this, she had never liked him as her uncle and as a dad even less. But he didn't deserve this.

"Elena?" John said weakly only surviving on a bit more than an Augustine diet of blood.

"I didn't know," was the first thing she told him.

He nods, "I know, it's okay,"

Elena shakes her head getting emotional, "nothing about this is okay."

"I've been a fool," John tells her, "all these years I've hunted monster like this and now that I am one... all I can think about is ripping your throat out."

His confession shocks her and she takes a step back.

"Don't worry, I'm too weak to do anything about it. But you shouldn't let me go, in my head I can still think but I know it's not my mind that is what's ruling over my body. I used to think of vampires as animals but now that I am one I know it is much worse. Because although I know you are my daughter and I can remember my feelings for you none of that means as much to me as the blood running through you."

"You're just new to this and they've been starving you, it'll get better," Elena tries to tell him.

John chuckles, "I still don't know if it's naivety that's driving you or just plain stupidity either way it's going to get you and your unborn child killed, it's only a matter of time as long as you think vampires are redeemable and are reckless enough to surround yourself with them."

Nyssa POV:

Elena's words had gotten to me, I hadn't been able to stop replaying them over and over again.

"Go to sleep," Damon told me.

We were in bed and he was laying down facing me with his eyes closed looking adorably and yet also annoyingly unbothered.

"I can't, maybe we should have sex again," I suggest not knowing how else to turn my brain off.

He opens his eyes and sits up a little, "okay I'll deny this if you ever tell anyone I said it but you can't solve everything with sex."

"Are you feeling okay?" I immediately ask him tempted to check his forehead for a fever.

He rolls his eyes at me and plops back down on the bed, "I'm just saying,"

"Hey, can I ask you something?"

He buries his head under his pillow trying to ignore me, "is it to slip you a valium?" he asks his voice a little muffled due to the pillow.

"Forget it," I tell him and try to lay back.

"Alright, what?" he says flicking his bedside light on and sitting up, "come on you're thinking too loudly for me to sleep anyway."

I sit up and look over to him, "what did you mean when you said you had feelings for me because I made your life a darker more interesting place?"

He squints his sleepy eyes at me apparently confused by my question or maybe by the timing of it. It had been months since he told me that.

I look down and admit some of the things Elena said, "do you think I'm a dark person? I can see everyone's auras but my own... sometimes I wonder."

"Hey, no that is not what I meant," he tells me pulling me to lay down with him. He tucks me into his side and strokes my hair as I nuzzle into his side.