~Nico Petrova~

~Some -Unforgettable- fun~

The brothers, once again wre rivals. One on one side and the other, on another. Katherine and Damon vs Stefan and Elena. Elena had hurt katherine, and as much as Damon was bitter for the last century alone with out her, he couldn't stand back and see her dead. 

Katherine slid across the wooden bedroom floor in only her stockings, as Damon watched amused. 

"how old are you?" he asked with a smirk playing on his fine lips. She tilted her head, to make an ilution that she was deep in a trail of thought. 

"too old." she giggled back. She was human again. Sweet, soft... Everything Damon was to her in 1864. "Far Far Far to old."

"If you say so..." he mumbled and held out a hand. It was dark out by now and lights were going out around them. "how about you get dressed for bed now?" he added knowing humans needed a -lot- of sleep. She nodded and plodded into the bathroom with a black sexy night gown on that stood out against her skin. It was a very thin material and as the cold struck her, she shivered and and dove for the bed. Damon watched this beauty climb onto his bed, flashing her perfectly rounded bottom as she did. 

Damon, not one to -ever- refuse a gorgeous woman climb into his bed and not get a little enjoyment out of it, blurred behind her and crawled up the bed behind her. She lay with her back on the bed, eyes closed, casting the shadows of her eyes lashes down her cheeks. She was a pale princess in the dark silken sheets of his bed. She was a maided again, fresh and new. she smiled up at his and he smiled back with an evily tinged smirk in his lips.

"sei bellissima." he whispered seductivly into her ear, brushing a curl of hair away from her face and trailing his fingers slowly down her cheek. He slowly feathered his hand down her side and slid it back up under her gown and un hooked her bra. She smirked darkly and hooked her hands around his bare back kissing him softly. His lips responded almost automatically as he clambered over this devine being. she was in brillient shape, curves in all the right places. She had quite a slim figure but her most desired gems were like the diamonds to anyone. she was perfect  in anyway. 

He slowly stripped her down so she was lying there in the lacy night wear only, nothing ontop, nothing beneath. He ran his cold hands over every inch of her bear form until eventually he had given up. He grasped her hips and pulled her down gently into a world of pure ecstacy and bliss.