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Addicted	By : Jayded Category: S through Z > Vampire Diaries Views: 19022 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: The Vampire Diaries doesn't belong to me nor do i gain anything for writing this it is simply for my amusement.

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A/n thank you to FromAfar for the review and I hope that this chapter will help put things a little more into perspective. Its not that Damon doesnt know whats going on with her its more of an I can picture him being selfish and exploiting her addiction. As for Stefan ive always pictured him as a little oblivious as to whats going on around him, looking out more so for the damage that others could possibly do to Elena rather then the damage that she would inflict on herself. That being said I hope that those that are reading enjoy the chapter...the next one should be up shortly.
-Jayden

I swore as I paced the floor of my bedroom, my lips pulling into a frown. It had been 5 days, 10 hours, 20 minutes and 15 seconds since I had last seem Damon, not that I was counting or anything, okay fuck it I was totally counting down every last little second since I had last seen him and god if my body wasn't feeling every second of it. Groaning I sat down the edge of my bed, my legs shaking, my hands twitching almost like my body was coming down off a trip, as I struggled not to pick up my phone and call him, my thoughts running rampant.

I don't need him, its not worth it I can find my own set of fangs to slide into my neck...oh...those teeth that smirk that body, the way that he smirked when he was...

Finally I swore and half dove across the bed, reaching for my phone and dialing the number that I had typed in in a moment of desperation several hours earlier when the jitters had first began but had been too proud to actually dial. On the second ring I swore again, my mind running a mile a minute as I hit the end button before chucking the phone half way across my bed once more, watching with satisfaction as it bounced once then flopped off the bed, my lips drawing even further into a frown. I was more than a little convinced that I was going too looked like an old woman way before my time with how much had been frowning lately and there was no way that I was going to be able to get Damon to put out if I didn't retain my looks.

"What the hell and I doing." I muttered aloud, my thoughts making me feel like I was going off the deep end, my fingers pushing back through my already messy chocolate strands, my head starting to throb from the stress of it all. Flopping onto my back I stretched out, willing the feeling of unease that was settling down in my stomach away, my eyes falling shut as my back popped. Guess I was more stressed then I thought I was.

I'm so addicted too, all the things you do, when you're going down on me, in between the sheet all the sounds you make

Groaning I rolled over and fumbled over the edge of my bed for my phone, answering it quickly before it went to voice mail.

"Elena?"

Half swearing to myself about changing the ring tone when it came to him and half cursing that it just had to be the one guy that I couldn't seem to stop thinking about, I put the phone to my ear, my entire body tensing up at the sound of his voice. Fuck I wanted him again already and it had been less then a week!

"What do you want?" I sighed into the speaker, trying to play indifferent even as my brain was demanding that I do whatever I could to get him to come over; that I needed to feel his fangs in my skin again or I would go insane without it...well more insane then I was already acting.

"I was just returning your call Miss Elena." I rolled her eyes as I rested back against my bed once more; I could practically hear the smirk in his voice, it was enough to make me squeeze my thighs together in need. Taking a deep breath to calm myself, I rolled my head to the side until I could see the window in my room, my mind working a mile a minute.

"there had been someone in a hoodie lurking on the sidewalk across the street for the past few hours," I lied smoothly, my teeth worrying my bottom lip, my heart thudding harder against my chest as I pictured him standing there, a look of worry crossing his dark features, "I think it might be one of the vampires from the tomb…"taking in a deep breath I rolled my lips in, licking them slightly, my eyes falling closed as I pictured the things that I would do to him the second I got my hands on him, there was no way he was going to be able to say no to me, "could you or Stefan come look please? I would feel a lot safer if you did." Silently I crossed my fingers, praying that it would be Damon and not Stefan, if my boyfriend showed up then all my plans would be tossed out the window and I just might kill someone with how on edge and extremely sexually frustrated that I was feeling.

Damon swore and muttered, "I'm on my way," Before he hung up on me with a sharp click and then finally silence.

Setting my phone down next to me on the edge of my bed I worried my bottom lip as all of my doubts from the last time that I had seen him came rushing back, could I really bring myself to do this to him, especially when we were starting to get close to one another ever since our little trip down to Georgia. Letting out a slow breath I stretched my mind running in twenty different directions at once, could I really bring myself to use him like that- but then the throbbing in my neck started back up and I realized that I would do just about anything to satisfy the need that was coursing through my system.

"It's really not using him." I justified biting down harder on my bottom lip, my eyes falling shut as I pictured the curve of his lip in my mind,"and besides it's not like he wasn't using me too. His own personal blood bag slash sex toy while he gets over Katherine…" but even as I said it, I knew I was grasping at straws- Oh well, not like I wasn't going to go through it one way or another.

"do you usually make a habit of talking to yourself?" darting up my eyes flew open as I took in Damon standing in the corner of my room, I hadn't even heard him come in. My cheeks stained bright red , I looked down at my trembling hands and wondered just how much he had heard. Taking the few steps towards the bed he reached down and grabbed the bottom of my chin, forcing my head up to look him in the eyes. "Answer me Elena," He smirked," Do you usually talk to yourself or is that just for my benefit." Cocking an eyebrow he slid his hands down along my side, crudely brushing his fingertips along the side of my breast the move sending shivers racing up my spine and causing my nipples to strain against my bra, imagining his touch already, "And you best not lie to me…after all I expect completely and utter truth from my…how did you put it…sex toy." I blanched as he did that little eye thing that most of the time made my stomach do flips but this time made me want to hit him.

"Only when I'm thinking." I finally muttered feeling more then a little embarrassed for my bodies reaction to him, he could probably smell what he was doing to me as he stroked his thumb slowly back and forth along my nipple through my shirt, "It's easier to organize my thoughts." Damon smirked as I answered him, before reaching up to pat the top of my head.

"Good girl, princess. Now tell me, was there really someone standing out in the street?" I shook my head no, looking away from him even as I did, briefly wondering if he had found a way to drug me into telling him the truth no matter how much I didn't want too. It must have been his hands on my skin, the pendent around my neck insured that there was no way he could have compelled me.

"I just wanted you here. " I finally murmured closing my eyes, if I was going to screw myself over by admitting the trust I might as well get it out and hope that he appreciated my honesty. I snorted, fat chance of that one, "it was getting to be too much and I needed you to give me what you did last time."

Damon chuckled and lifted my wrist, biting down firmly on the soft tender skin, the sudden pinch rushing over my body in slow waves of ecstasy that positively left more core all but dripping. But all too soon it was over and Damon was pulling back from me, licking him lips and leaving me wanting for more.

"I'll let you use me princess." He smirked folding his arms across his chest his brow arching. I sat on my hands to keep from embarrassing myself even more and reaching for him again, the tremble in my skin subsiding slightly, "That being said Elena, you promised whatever I want and I intend to collect." I sucked in a sharp breath as Damon crouched down in front of me, a positively wicked look plastered across his face that promised trouble at first glance, "You'll be at my house tomorrow at noon for your training to begin princess, " He murmured as he reached up to push his fingers almost caringly through my hair," And you better not be late or Stefan will know everything that's going on with you. I will spare him know detail princess."

I nodded, swallowing as I clenched my hands into fists, the need to touch him became almost unbearable.

"What kind of training." I finally managed to stutter out, tilting my head to the side.

Damon smirked and turned to walk back towards the window.

"You said you were my sex toy did you not, Elena," He chuckled softly as he pulled open the window, one leg already out, "It's time to train you into exactly what I want. You wouldn't want to disappoint me, after all you were the one that said it was anything that I wanted." And with that he was slipping out of my bedroom window and I was left with a shaking body and a mind running rampant wondering what the hell I had gotten myself into.

The next morning I growled slamming my hands down on the steering wheel, my heart pounding harder in my chest then I think I had ever felt it beat as I sat on the side of the road down the street from the boarding house wondering what the hell I was doing.

"God I'm fucked..."i whimpered my eyes darting to the clock on the dashboard,my body tensing up at the time. 11:45 it read in bold white letters, just fifteen minutes and if I wasn't at the boarding house then my darkest secret would be exposed and the perfect little life that I had built with Stefan, no matter how much of a lie it was, would go up in smoke. Groaning I laid my head down against the steering wheel, half debating if I should just let the time pass by until Damon kept his promise and told Stefan what was going on between the two of us, maybe then I would be able to get some help and wouldn't have to struggle with the feeling that kept pushing their way through my body. Swearing I reached up to start the car and pulled back onto the road noting the time as I pressed down harder on the accelerator. The watch on my wrist was beeping to tell me that it was noon just as I knocked on the door to the boarding house, my heart pounding in my chest my stomach rolling around making me feel more then a little sick.

"come in." came the gruff response making me feel even sicker my stomach rolling until I thought I would vomit just from the feelings working their way through my body. Sucking in a sharp breath I closed my eyes and pushed open the door slightly afraid of what I would find. "you look like your walking to your death." I could hear the smirk in his voice, a shivering racking its way up my body as his fingers trailed their way over my side, pushing up the material of my shirt in the same smooth movement. "Its not gonna be that bad princess." He chuckled softly his hands sliding onto the front of my stomach, the muscles there clenching in anticipation. Opening my eyes I tilted my head half expecting to see Damon in front of me but instead there was just the empty foyer. "Relax," He murmured against the skin of my neck, his arms curling around my waist from behind and pulling me back into his chest, his hands moving up to trace the under side of my breast.

"where's Stefan?" I questioned softly, almost breathlessly my heart pounding in my chest, my body tensing even more in anticipation of what would come.

"School." Nodding in understanding I sucked in a sharp breath before turning around and lifting onto my toes, pushing my lips firmly into Damon's. He froze slightly like he wasn't expecting me to do it, but then his fingers were sliding into my hair and tugging my head to the side as he took complete control of my mouth, thrusting his tongue past my lips in slow movements. Moaning softly I arched into his touch, surrendering to him completely as he shoved me into the door frame, his hands drawing my thigh up to rest against his hips, his erection pressing firmly into my core. Pulling my bottom lip into his mouth, Damon bit down on it hard enough to make it bleed, the pain shooting a spark down my body. A smirk curling the corner of Damon's lips he lapped slowly at the blood that flowed from his bite mark and it was then that I realized just how truly fucked I really was. Reaching down Damon's hands slowly undid the buttons on my shirt one by one, the anxiety in my stomach building with each new button until I felt like I would go insane. Chuckling softly, the sound coming off debauched he pushed the material from my shoulders, leaving me clad in only my bra and feeling completely exposed despite being half way dressed.

"from now on princess." he began as he trailed his hands slowly up the bare skin of my back, his fingers making quick work of the clasp of my bra, "when ever you are in my presence you will wear only what I allow you too," he smirked his hands tugging the straps of my bra off my shoulder to drop it onto the floor next to my shirt. Damon hummed low in his throat and his hands made quick work of the button on my jeans, the material peeling down my legs under his hands, like a second skin. He turned his head to stroke his lips slowly along the skin of my thigh as he tugged off both of my shoes and my jeans as well leaving me in just the little lace panties that I had put on that morning, my meeting with Damon having nothing to do with my choice in undergarments. Swearing to myself I shook my head, promising myself that I wouldn't lie to myself, even if I was lying to everyone else I wouldn't do that to me, I would be too far gone if I did that. Everything that I had put on that day had been meant to tempt Damon, and from the way that he was looking at me it was working. "if that means that I tell you I want you in these sexy little panties of yours then that's what you wear...that's all that you wear." Damon growled softly, his fangs nipping at the flesh of my thigh. Briefly I was distracted, fighting against the urge to thread my fingers into his hair and demand that he sink his teeth into my thigh but then his words actually sank in and gasping slightly I turned my head to regard Damon, my lips thinning into a line.

"what if Stefan's in the room." I demanded with a growl, not that I had much room to demand anything, my fingers twisting in his hair, my mind still completely on him biting my but knowing that I needed to pay attention to the matters at hand not the subtle twitch in my body as I waited to get my next fix. Berating myself under my breath I realized just what position I was in, I was standing in his foyer, naked having already complied with his demands of being a good little slave to him, Damon would be being kind if he even considered my demand, but it was Damon and thats what had gotten me into this mess to begin with, he would give me anything and everything that I asked for and I knew without a shadow of a doubt I has asked for the humiliation he was currently putting me through, I had practically placed the idea in his head when I had been brainstorming about it.

Damon cocked an eyebrow probably thinking that I was losing it as I muttered to myself, before shrugging and licking his lips with a passive, 'what about if hes in the room'

Swallowing against the sudden bout of nerves I was feeling I reached up to touch Damon's cheek, ignoring my nakedness and hoping that I could get him to see reason.

"Stefan cant know whats happening." I whimpered, pleaded with him, feeling my stomach start to roll as I thought about the hell that my life would become if Stefan found out and my secret was let out of the bag. "Please Damon I cant..." moaning softly in frustration I closed my eyes and stepped closer to Damon, pressing my chest against his, my bare breasts against the coarse material of his shirt, "I'll do anything please I promise anything just don't tell him, I couldn't take it if he knew."

Damon's grin was down right feral as his let his eyes drift slowly up and down the contours of my body.

"if you wanna keep your dirty little secret a well secret then you better damn well make sure that I am kept happy Elena." he began, completely smug as he folded his arms across his chest, " because the second that you fail to do that, then the cats out of the bag and I wont spare one little tiny detail to your precious little Stefan." swallowing what little pride I had left I let myself fall down to my knees and bow my head before Damon.

"I'm yours...do what you will." Damon chuckled and leaning down grabbed the bottom of my chin, tilting my head up.

"such a good little girl." He quipped his hands pushing back to run though my already messy curls, "get up Elena, your training starts now."
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