Brave (Damon Salvatore x OC)

50's Dance!

Ember and Damon are lying on Ember's bed together. She had woken up that morning with his hands buried in her hair as he played with her long soft locks and stared at the ceiling. She probably should have felt embarrassed or strange about waking up in his arms but like everything with Damon, it just felt right.

She asks him quietly about the previous days events. "Damon, who do you think the man in the road was?"

"I don't know kitten. Do you remember anything else about him?" He asks.

"I wish. I never saw his face. He was wearing a hoodie. All I can remember is that there were these black boots coming towards me." She recalls.

"You need to get your bracelet back from Stefan." He cautions. "He is in Elena's room. He brought it and some vervain for you two and Jenna." She nods but then looks confused.

"I thought we established that I wasn't wearing vervain when you tried to compel me." She asks.

"You may be immune to compulsion. But until we're sure and figure out why, it's better for you to be safe." He tells her.

She sits up suddenly and Damon is distracted by the tank top and cute little shorts she is wearing. He had been so worried about her water works last night he hadn't noticed.

She snaps her fingers. "Hey! My eyes are up here." She teases. When he raises his eyes to hers she asks. "Can't we test it?" He looks confused. "If I'm immune? Try to compel me." She tells him.

"No." He refuses and rolls off the bed to grab his boots.

"But... but you tried before." She points out.

"That... was a mistake. I shouldn't have done it and I'm not gonna do it again." He states firmly.

"But?..."

"Ember. No." He insists and grasps her arms. "I can't. I would never force you to do anything."

Ember nods understandingly and touches the side of his face. "I know that. I trust you Damon." She smiles up at him. "Besides, I'm not so sure this whole hot shot vampire compulsion thing actually works."

"Is that so?" His eyes narrow and he questions in a low growl and his hands are suddenly on her hips. "Mmmmm. Why do I feel like you're doubting my scary vampire abilities here." He asks with a naughty sparkle in his eyes.

"Well." She shrugs. "Aaaaahhhhh." She squeaks as she is suddenly airborne and then on her back on the bed. Damon is looming over her. His arms braced on each side of her head. He smirks at her surprised expression.

"Scared now?" He asks with a sly grin.

"Nope." She pops cheekily.

He grins and softly slips his hands into her hair to tilt her head so their eyes meet. "What would I even compel you to do? I already know you want to kiss me." He tells her softly.

She blushes and looks away. "Damon, we can't." She whispers.

"Why's that sweetheart?" He traces her face and settles his thumb at the corner of her mouth.

She looks back up into his eyes. "Because, you're still in love with Katherine." He pulls back slightly. "I know your trying to find a new way to get her out of that tomb. Even if it means releasing all the others, even if it puts everyone in danger."

"I don't care what happens to everyone." He admits. "But I care what happens to you." He traces her lower lip. "I'm gonna find a way to free her without freeing the others. I can't take the chance with your safety."

She smiles gently. "I wish you cared about the rest of the town. But that works for now."

Downstairs, Jeremy is sketching at the dining room table. The doorbell rings and he gets up to answer it. A pizza delivery guy waits on the front porch. Hey. It's gonna be $22." He says as he pulls the pizza out of the bag. Jeremy yells up the stairs. "Elena, I need the money! Uh, here. Come in. Just put it on the table." Jer tells him and walks towards the dinning room.