What About Damon?

Chapter 20

A/N SORRY ABOUT THE LONG WAIT! I'VE BEEN BUSY WITH SCHOOL! I'M GOING TO TRY UPDATE A BIT MORE OFTEN DURING THE SUMMER BUT HERE IS CHAPTER 20! SORRY IF IT SUCKS BUT STILL SORT OF BUSY! 

oh.... and caution: There might be some smut in this one. hehe....... oops. :/

Chapter 20 - What About Damon

Where am I currently, that's right, sitting in the middle of the woods as I wait for Stefan and Bonnie to break the news to Elena. I had begun to count around 56 seconds ago and of course; I was bored. That's possibly around the time when I heard a gunshot and instead of running away from it; I ran towards it, or sprinted towards it. I never said I was smart. 

"Where is the cure!" I come across a ginger male holding a rope in his hands, a gun pointed at... Damon. I gape before I grabbed a rock from the ground and threw it, aiming at a tree behind the hunter. He turns and I run towards Damon before hiding behind a tree as he turns back around, panting as the I realize what I had just come across, besides Damon.  A hunter was trying to find a way to Silas as Shane had predicted and he was using Damon to get to it. 

"Even if I knew where it was; why would I tell you?" Damon spat, honestly why do I not gag him, his life is at risk and he's being a sarcastic bastard. I hear the hunter scoff before he ties Damon's wrists with the vervain soaked rope before he ties it around the tree, causing my heart begin to race, as I silently prayed that he wouldn't see me. He turns to leave just as I move, stepping on a twig, cringing when it snaps which then causes him to turn. He looks at me before he walks towards me, his jaw tense, grabbing my arm and moving me so I could see Damon's perfect face. 

"Shit. Taysia.... What the hell are you thinking!" He shouts before the hunter looks at me then at Damon. He then moves the gun to my head, turning the safety off, my heart racing. 

"Now.... Where is the cure. Tell me or I blow her beautiful brains out." He presses me up against his chest, I feel my eyes begin to water, I was panicking because Damon was panicking. His luminescent blue eyes were staring at me as he tried to make a decision before his jaw tensed. I shook my head as I struggled before the hunter tightened his grip, making it difficult to breath, causing me to breath in and out with uneven pants. 

"IT'S A CAVE! Now let her go! I can't take you there but the Professor we brought here can. Just go back to our camp and take him. No one will notice." He shouts before the hunter shoves me towards Damon before he points the gun at Damon's chest. 

"You better not be lying vampire or I'll kill you then her. Maybe vice versa. Now I'm going to your camp and if I don't come back then you leave with your lives." He turns and walks away and I whimper. I hide my face in Damon's chest before I remember he's tied up and can't offer me the comfort he normally would. I pull away and move to untie him, first his wrists and then his waist, just as I am about to untie the rope from his neck; his hands cupped my face and pecked my lips. 

"Hurry up and get this thing untied so I can kiss you properly." He stretches his neck to make it easier to reach the note. I begin to untie it before I wince and pull at the note. Damn, he was good at this; must've been a marine. I finally get the knot undone and I gasp when I'm pushed up against the tree, Damon's lips attacking mine, my arms automatically wrapping themselves around his neck as I pull him closer. He pulls away and begins to press open lipped kisses to my throat and my fingers somehow managed to tangle themselves in his dark hair. 

"Damon....." I release his name the way I released air, it was breathy and desperate, and he loved it. His hands began to roam until I was missing my jacket, which I didn't mind I already felt like I was burning with his every touch, especially that one spot in between my thighs. He continues to move his hands until I whimper as his one finger runs down the valley between my breasts. He grins and slowly but surely moves his hands under my shirt, causing the fabric to rise until Damon pulls it off, causing me to silently curse that I wasn't wearing one of my more risque bras. This one was simple red cotton, the kind you could pick up at Target or Walmart, but Damon stared at it like it was the best lingerie in the world.