Love bound by blood

•ℋ𝒾𝓈 𝓈𝓊𝓃𝓈𝒽𝒾𝓃ℯ•

Author's note: Hi, I tried to write a spicy scene, but since I'm not really good at it, it's not great, but at the same time in some parts too much. I even feel that it doesn't fit in the story. But I hope you'll like it at least a little bit. Thank you for understanding.

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✦3rd person✦

Jeremy was waiting home very nervous. He was so worried about his sisters and hoped Stefan and Damon had found the house.

He, Bonnie and James were so relieved when they heard the front door. The twins came home alive, although tired and exhausted. Jeremy hugged and refused to relieve them from his embrace. He didn't know what he would do if something happened to his older sisters. He loved them and the whole day worrying about them had been his worst experience. He had been thinking about their death. He knew he shouldn't have, though he just couldn't help but worry that they could have been dead before Damon and Stefan got to them.

✦3rd person✦

I woke up on the right side of my bed and turned to the window. It was open. I lay on my back and reached my arm to the other side of the bed. He was already gone. I could have expected that. Damon was Damon. I climbed out of the bed and went into the bathroom to take a shower. I let water stream down on me. I applied shampoo into my hair and thought about what had happened the previous night with Damon. I couldn't believe it. It was something I hadn't believed would ever happen.

✦Flashback✦

I entered my bedroom to see Damon sitting on the window. He smiled at me, "Cute pj's."

"I'm tired, Damon," I announced him. He got up and came closer to me, "I just have to say something."

"Then say it," I smiled at him slightly and he took my hands in his. I looked down at them and back in his icy blue eyes, which were flickering between mine brown ones.

"I love you," he leaned closer to me. I was drowned in his eyes. They were so hypnotizing. Just like the sea waves. His eyes were just as beautiful.

"I know," I whispered and got even closer to him. We were getting closer and closer until our lips collapsed together. His hands slid down the sides of my body to my thighs. He lifted me up effortlessly without breaking the kiss. I wrapped my legs around his hips eager to be closer to him, to feel him closer. He laid me gently on the bed, pulled away from me and vamp-sped to door and locked them.

"Good idea," I sat up, reaching for him, longing for his touch.

"I know," he whispered between the kisses, while he was examining my body with his hands. I felt butterflies down in my stomach. There was at least a hundred of them.
      I ran my hands through Damon's soft, flaming black hair and moved to the knobs on his shirt. I moaned into a kiss as he was moving his hands further up my thighs to my pj's shorts and playfully traced the lace of them. I finally managed to unbutton his shirt and he let it slide down his arms.

Another moan left my lips when he moved the lace of my panties with his two fingers aside and pushed them into me. I trembled from his touch. I craved for more. I needed more.
I wanted more. I eagerly moved my hands to his belt and without a big effort took it off.
I arched in my back as he thrust his fingers deeper. As I tried to get his pants off of him he was thrusting his fingers faster into me and a moan escaped my lips once more.
      He broke the kiss and put his left index finger in front of my mouth. "You have to be quiet if you want me to continue," he said and I nodded slightly. Though I was afraid it wasn't possible.
      He was slowly, playfully placing kisses on my lips, continued across my neck, down my belly and to the lace of my shorts, which he easily just tore apart. From that moment, everything was happening so quickly.