Brave (Damon Salvatore x OC)

Memory *

Damon looks distinctly panicked trying to come up with a answer to Ember's question.

"Umm... in my defense I didn't know you... existed." He offers with a hopeful tone but she doesn't look impressed.

"I'm gonna be pay for this one for a while, aren't I?" He guesses.

"Oh yeah!" She agrees.

He brushes his his fingers over her cheek. "How about this? That night. After I compelled Elena I followed your parents car." He tells her gently. "Not because of Elena, but because I felt something pulling me."

Ember watches his face. "Me? Our bond?"

"Probably." He admits. "That's why I was there when the car ran off the bridge, and when Stefan came up with just Elena, I dove in." He explains.

"Damon? You... you were the one that pulled me out of the water that night." She stared at him with wide eyes. "Stefan told Elena that when he went back after me, I was already gone, when he came back to shore... there I was laying next to her... but it was you. Why didn't you tell me?"

"Because I didn't know what it meant then." He shrugs. "Then later it didn't matter because I was focused on Katherine even though everything in me kept pulling me to you." He leans forward and lays his forehead against hers. "Then it didn't matter because by some miracle you were mine. You love me as much as I love you and I wasn't about to risk that."

"Damon." She slid her arms around his shoulders and pulled herself into his arms. He lifted her up effortlessly and settled her onto his lap, her legs wrapping around his waist. He pressed his lips softly to hers but she pulled back after a second. "Your never allowed to speak to my sister again." She announces.

Damon smirks and rolls his eyes at her. "What ever you say princess." He agrees and moves back in but she pushes on his chest.

"You know, I meet Stefan first. That first day at school, I meet him before Elena did." She points out. "I spoke to him days before I did you. How would you feel if I had flirted with him?"

"Surprised. Your terrible at flirting." He remarks and catches her hand before she can hit his shoulder. "But I get your point." He admits. "I'd want to rip his arms off and hit him with them."

"Oh, I'm not mad at El, just you." She corrects with a evil little smile.

"What? How is that fair? She flirted back?" He demands.

"She did not!!" Ember insists.

"That's not how I remember it." He snickers and suddenly rolls so she is on her back with him looming over her.

"Right. Because your so irresistible." She teases.

Damon kisses the spot just below her ear and whispers. "You never could."

Ember rolls her eyes. "We are remembering those first few weeks very differently." She comments even as she arches her neck to let him kiss a fiery trail across her skin.

..................smut.................

"You know you were never gonna be able to resist me." He rasps as he drags his tongue over the pulse thundering at the base of her throat. "Now will you please hush and let me show you how happy I am that your alive and safe and here in my arms." He demands.

"Please." She agrees and Damon reaches back and drags his shirt off. He rolls them so she is on top and with a giggle Ember sits up and pulls off her own shirt a second before Damon sits up and presses his face between her breasts, nipping and sucking and the sensitive flesh.

"I'm going to worship every inch of you." He growled desperately "And then I am going to fuck you until neither one of us can move tomorrow." He punctuated the words with kisses up the swell of her breast and over the column of her throat, inhaling her scent deeply into his lungs.