The start of something more ( Damon )

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[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=style, background: #2e2e2e; width:430px; height:550px; padding:0px;] take me back to your bed I love you so much that it hurts my head. Say, I don't mind you under my skin. I'll let the bad parts in, the bad parts in. TAGGED: DAMON WORDS: ENOUGH Flicking closed her phone , a soft giggle escaped her lips it was going to be a good night. Her siblings were off doing their own thing , which meant Mira had free reign too do as she wished. And in this case it meant a night out so she could have some fun. So with a quick dig though her closet she slipped on a nick fitted dress with some heels. It wasn't often that she wore such things, but since it had been awhile since going out. She wanted to add some flare to her night and of course if she had a night of fun with someone which involved a bed ,well that would make it all the better. Firing off a text to Damien she grabbed her jacket and coat slipping out the door. It had been awhile since a night on the town had taken place , so many choices were in the air. As well as having a night of fun , Mira was never shy about her sexual exploits. If being honest she loved to tease Damien about them shortly after they ended. Just so she could his face turn into a bright red cherry , she loved her brother she truly wanted him to be happy. So if teasing him brought him to laugh then she would continue too do it. Well and of course if a girl ever managed to steal his heart , well she would make sure the girl was worth his affection. Killing the engine she slipped from the car , club daggers it had been awhile since she had unwound here. It wasn't that bad of a place but at the same time it wasn't the greatest place either. But at the moment Mira was not too bothered with that fact , she had a goal in mind and this place would probably help her with that. Flings were nothing new to Mira in fact she rather thrived off of them . It was something that made both parties happy. Giving them something both wanted , but that did not mean she did not feel the loneliness after they left and her bed was empty. If she wanted to be honest with herself , a great fear of always being only was deep in her heart. But she hid that away with flings and lots of sex it helped her push those thoughts aside. Besides , she was loving life , she loved life everything it had too offer from the good too the bad. What was a reason not to enjoy it , smiling softly she giggled softly in happiness. Oh the stories she was going too tell Damien later , just to watch him squirm. Even though she knew that they all had been though hardships , that did not stop her from joy or happiness as much as it probably should have. She just kept living each day to the fullest and not regretting any of it. The music pulsed around her skin , causing a soft shudder to run down her spine , eyes flicking around she smirked. So many attractive people out tonight , yes she was going to have some fun. Moving though the crowds , she slipped up to the bar. Screaming orgasm please " Eyes flicking to the males watching her as she gave them a wink. Taking the drink and leaving her money a soft sigh ran from her lips as the drink ran down her throat. Having forgotten how good they made the drinks here. Moving though the crowd she found and empty booth and slide inside of it , allowing the music to embrace her and fill her with thoughts and escaping the thoughts of her already filled mind. Setting down the empty glass Mira slide from the table making her way to the dance floor. Allowing her eyes to close , her body swayed to the music each beat pushing her body in a new movement and direction. Not caring if people her staring or the whispers probably all around her. Being so lost to the music she failed too notice the warm body she gently bumped into while she was so entranced with it all. Eyes flicking up her heart paused for a moment , the man she bumped into could only be described as sexy. Feeling slightly embarrassed she nibbled on her lower lip before speaking. I'm sorry I guess I was just getting too lost in the music ... care to join me I can't seem to find a willing dance partner. Besides you like you know how to have a good time ?" Her words soft yet with a hint of something sensual at the end of them. NOTES: THE FEELS FOR THEM DIRA <33333333333333

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Damon had never been in so much pain. Not even when he was in high school, and his heart shattered never to be bound again. His closest brother and best friend. Dead. His good friend who actually saw that side of him he didn’t like to be seen. Gone. His innocent shy little cousin who had done not a single bad thing in her life. Dead. His little gay cousin. Hate. The woman that he actually had the smallest chance of finding love with again who was going to have his child. Disappeared. He couldn’t do anything about it. The cheerful joking Damon who did nothing but fly through life with flying colors now found himself stuck on the bottom. It was like trying to catch smoke as he was falling out. Rosabella leaving had been the last straw. That Thomas guy was still around, so he wasn’t sure why she had left. She hadn’t gone with him. Was his kid just going to go out there around? Damon sat on his bed, staring at his mess of a place, not being able to feel a damn thing. He was going to do something about this. He needed help. No matter what price he was going to take, this was going to happen.

He sat hunched over, covering his head as if he was going to be smite at any moment. His lifeless blue eyes and heartless soul was digging into a deeper hole. The black book of his that was starting to collect dust wasn’t helping the situation. Damon had been attempting to slow down once he realized how well he and Rosabella could potentially be. Now most of the people in his black book were in ‘relationships’. That awful thing that Damon avoided so much. He should have just kept on avoiding them. Maybe he wouldn’t be as hurt. The only people that he cared about were pretty much ripped out. The only person left was his best friend. Annette. His family was left too, and he knew he had to do something to protect them. It was his duty. Damon was going to take control of all these attackers, who mostly turned out to be human, by the way. That bothered him. He used to feel bad for the lesser species, but now he wasn’t so sure. Whatever hole that he had in his heart was growing.

All of this needed to disappear tonight. Damon couldn’t just sit in his room and think all of this over. This was a night to try to get hammered (despite what people thought, Damon didn’t get drunk often. He was too much of a heavy weight), and find someone to take home. That had worked in the beginning of his troubles. He wasn’t sure how this would work this time, but he needed it. He needed someone. He needed this night. Damon figured with all the new places he was trying, he should return to the good old one. Club of Daggers. He felt like he hadn’t been there in ages with all the other clubs that were opening up by several supernatural that thought they could own the place. Last time he was there, he accidently drugged a woman who was just trying to get information out of him. That was back when Riley was still alive. He flinched. Nothing to think about that now. It was time to go back to the old Damon. With a brand new evil dark twist.

Damon finally had the strength to stand up and put on his best smile. No matter what, no one was allowed to see any of this. To everyone else, he was going to be the normal Damon he always was. That’s how he had gotten through the last few months, so why not? He got in his pretty little mustang and raced over, flying through traffic all the way to the Club of Daggers. With a stride, he leaped out of his car and was greeted by those that remembered him. He got some ‘haven’t seen you in a long time’ and of course, as always, brand new shinny faces. New ones that were looking at him with the look he was returning. He walked in and the beat strummed in his head. Ah, yes, this is where he belonged. Damon smiled as he went up to the bartender to order a couple of shots to get him started.

About five shots later, Damon felt like it was safe to go out and start. Normally, Damon didn’t really go out and scout. He waited. Once he saw someone that was worth it, that’s when he went in. Unless he found someone better, but generally, he waited until he was certain. So far, he saw pretty good ones. Nothing super striking, but after a few more of these, they were probably going to improve on the looks. Damon saw a sexy blonde walking up to him suddenly, and he perked up. Oh, so maybe she was going to make the first move. She giggled and told him hi. Just as soon as he was going to respond, something ran into him. Damon spun around, changing his mind completely. Very rudely, he lightly pushed the other girl over to the side so that he was making sure no one would interfere with this. Holy sweet baby mother of the lord, this woman in front of him. Damon’s eyes rolled on her as she looked a little fumbled. Damon gave her his best smile, ”Oh, no trouble at all.” A dancing partner? Damon had some pretty good moves on the floor, but most of it was just seeing how much he could feel up and get away with. It was always a danger. Going after someone and then finding out they just wanted to dance. A shame really. However, her tone… damn, something about it. Drew him in like a siren. Was he talking to a mermaid? Perhaps. ”You’re in luck. I’m the best guy you could ask about having a good time.” Considering he thought he was perfect and everything. ”Come with me. Let’s show these poor fuckers watching how to move.” He took her hand, gesturing to those ‘not willing dance partners’ she was referring to. Dumb fucks.


OOC: I about died typing that </3 MAKE HIM FEEL BETTTERR

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[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=style, background: #2e2e2e; width:430px; height:550px; padding:0px;] take me back to your bed I love you so much that it hurts my head. Say, I don't mind you under my skin. I'll let the bad parts in, the bad parts in. TAGGED: Damon WORDS: Enough Mira could not stop her face from turning red , she had run into someone not just someone but an extremely attractive male. Eyes that seemed it sink into her soul and a rather fit body from what she felt from her run in. A man like this was what she was looking for. Just a night to have fun to forgetting everything that was troubling her , running into someone though was not the way to do it. He didn't seem to mind though , her eyes ere taking him all in. God this man she couldn't stop thinking about the bad things she wanted to do to him. Now was not the time though , hell he didn't even say yes to dancing with her yet. Had it really been too long since she had any sort of company like this. Mira had always been the one taking care of everyone , she had worried about them so much them. Damien was slowly getting his life together again which made Mira happier then she would ever be able to explain. Cameron though even though she was older then them both , she would still worry about the newest Day sibling. This was her job though to make sure her family was safe , so if that meant her needs were pushed aside then they would be. Too much tragedy had hit the Day family , it was nice to finally be able to breathe to have that fresh air knowing that they would be okay. Yes Mira was only human but that didn't stop her from wanting to make sure everyone else was safe looked after. Too many people had lost that will and heart to care for one another , Mira wanted to change that. This was not the time to think about that though they were fine and if they needed her she knew that they had her number. Her thoughts were all over the place , until she realized he was actually speaking to her. He didn't seem to mind that she bumped into him though. Which was a plus it would have been a shame if such a good looking male did mind. Smiling at that , her tongue slowly licked her lips with the prospect of what dancing could entail. Not that she though it would go any farther for the night but at least she could get a good looking male to dance with her for the night. " Oh am I well then I guess your going to need to show me what I have been missing them." Taking his hand she slowly pulled him to the floor , not noticing the stares or whispers the woman were given seen them together. No other male had wanted to dance with her , at first she was worried that it was possible her. But it seemed like she just wasn't looking for the right male . This man though he was something that Mira could have only dreamed of. Gently touching his face she looked into his eyes , her forehead resting against is. " So care to tell me the name of my man who is going to show these fuckers what were made of." Pulling away for a moment she slowly turned around and pressed her back and hips against his chest. Her hands trailing down his sides interlacing her fingers with his. The music slowly forming around them , filling her hears the bass of the song thumping against her skin like a drum. Head slowly moving to the music with each change of tempo. Eyes closed just wanting to take it all in , enjoy every moment of it yes this was what she needed. " My name is Mira . Thank you for dancing with me I was worried something was wrong with me. " Turns to face him , her lips hot against his neck as she spoke , taking in his scent with a soft breathe. " Hmm you are right , you are the best dancer in this room. " NOTES: I hope this helps him , and they are so cute and hot <3333

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Damon hoped to God this girl knew what she was doing. He wasn’t really in the mood to teach anyone right now. Any other day, he didn’t care. Right now, circumstances were a little different, and Damon wasn’t sure if he would have the patience. He needed something different at that moment. Someone from his black book wasn’t going to accomplish anything for the amount of symbols next to names. If anything, he supposed this could just go ahead and fill his time. Damon could get drunk enough where it didn’t matter who the girl was. At the moment though, he was too sober to try to deal with something else. He had a lot of heavy weight load with him from drinking so much. Plus, the guy was pretty big. Tall and muscular. Not your average bad boy, huh? Most people imagined black slick hair covering eyes and tattoos all over the body. It didn’t take that kind of look to be bad. In fact, Damon thought those guys were trying way too hard.

Her red face didn’t last very long. Her eyes were matching his as both of them scrolled up and down at each other. Damon hadn’t even noticed he was being checked out until a little bit later. Oh perfect. There were some dreadful people in this world that didn’t understand or didn’t see his true sex walking on legs. He felt bad for those individuals. This one. This one was smart. She knew. Why she hadn’t been taken yet (assuming she had been there for more than five minutes) was beyond him. Whatever. His first he supposed. Her dark hair and her teasing little smile on her face continued to draw him in. She licked her lips and Damon found himself looking. He hadn’t had a flirt this bold in forever. Everyone else was just all over him sitting on his lap by now, but it was as if this one wanted to tease him. Oh, they had a teaser did they? Two could play at that game. It was one of his favorite games to play. As long as he won. Any game was worth playing if he won.

Was he just this good? Walking in here and finding this almost right off the bat? Um, the answer was yes, he was. He wondered where he put that other girl. She’d find someone more down to her level. No upscale for her tonight. A large smirk escaped his lips as he walked with her to the floor. Now this woman could dance. The way she moved her hips and got so close. Made him feel like she really did want him. To be wanted. To be needed. Those were the ones that Damon always knew he could feel the most in. For one of the first times, he needed someone else. The way she was gazing at him, perhaps this was the one for night. Damon really started getting into it. He danced well, but he didn’t care much for it. Except at that moment. That moment it was completely different. Her forehead was to his as her hands ran down his sides. That’s right, touch all you want sweetheart. He could feel heads turn. Damon liked to make even a bigger of a show now that he was in the spotlight. She turned and he leaned her head down, feeling her hair on his cheek.

Damon could at that moment feel every single curve on that girl’s back pressed up against his. Some of the biggest mistakes guys made while dancing was looking up and looking around because they were taller. Damon used to be like that until someone knocked him aside the head one day. Asked him why was he looking around when everything he wanted was grinding up against him. The only thing better than that could be doing that with no clothes. An idea to think about later. Damon was actually starting to grow tired. That was also the cigarettes not allowing him to breathe properly, but he hadn’t actually danced this much in a long time. Not even with Rosabella, which was quite a feat. No, out of his head. Out of his mind. Damon focused on the girl turning towards him, almost baffled with her words. He could remember Mira. Always an awkward encounter when he couldn’t remember it, and trust him- he was terrible with names. Mira he’d remember. ”Aw, nothing’s wrong with you dollface.” A common nickname he liked to use, ”Anyone else is below your league. Don’t worry about it.” Now come to think about, if he saw this happening with some other guy, perhaps he would have walked over and try to win her over. Damon was competitive, so when he saw something that was more his type, he wanted to get it. That usually got him in trouble because the guy wasn’t always just another guy. Sometimes it was the boyfriend.

With almost a husky deep voice, he breathed in her ear, ”Thank you. But you can call me Damon.” She’d have to remember that too because if Damon did his job right, she’d be screaming it later. Like he mentioned before, he liked them loud. Some guys might have put in that he hadn’t had a dance partner like this in years. However, Damon usually didn’t give very many compliments. It was nothing personal. He just didn’t think about it. They were in his head, and he liked to show them how much it meant. It was different. His hands slid down her own sides, now feeling the other side of her against his. Dear sweet jesus, she better not be fucking with him. Damon was going to leave more angry than he came. When first looking at this sexy woman, he hadn’t expected her to be like this. Just made it all better. Made him think that maybe she was a hungry animal like him.

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[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=style, background: #2e2e2e; width:430px; height:550px; padding:0px;] take me back to your bed I love you so much that it hurts my head. Say, I don't mind you under my skin. I'll let the bad parts in, the bad parts in. TAGGED: EM/Damon WORDS: Enough Well Mira had to give it to this guy , he did know how to sweet talk. Or at least charm a girl , her tongue slowly licking her lips as she thought of all the things they could possible do. At least he didn't seem to mind her and thought she was good looking, Her eyes took him all in when she first met him , his short hair and piercing eyes, oh the things she wanted to do him. Many , many things while her brother was more shy when it came to girls and doing things he liked , well Mira was the opposite. If she wanted sex she would have it and do anything and everything she could. And well this man with her , made all those thoughts rush though her mind. While she enjoyed dancing things of what could happen afterwards made it all the more fun. The music was pulsing past her skin , her head and hips moving to each beat every touch and tempo moving in time with her. Now while she may only be human , the way she could move and smile with her body , well it was something that made her happy to be human. Hearing his words about herself she grinned and bit her lower lip as her eyes flicked towards his. " Mmm well then I am glad I was able to snag you before any woman thought that they had a chance." Took all of Mira's will power now to shudder when she felt his breathe in her ear , if she had less self control , they probably won't be heading to her room if that was where this night ended. The desire to pin him to a dark area of this club and just feel and touch his body. Yes all of those thoughts were in the forefront of her mind , but right now she need to stay semi calm. Not like a wanting cat in heat , she had more class then that. His name was Damon that wasn't something she had ever heard but it would be one that she remembered. It was unique but it suited him , her hips pressing more against his. Hands trailing down his sides she licked her lips and nodded slowly. " Damon huh well that is going to be a name that leave a last impression. So what brings you out tonight." Her lips nibbling onto his neck slightly before pulling away. Being a tease was something Mira was great at , right now though she just wanted to touch and feel his body. Not caring about who was possible watching now this was about these two right now. Her hands slowly interlaced with his and placed them on her hips , now if he was a dancer like he said he was. Then he would be able to take control of this and move her body the way he wanted to. So now would be the time to see if men was all talk or if he could show proof behind his words. Head moving back and forth her hair falling down across her shoulders. It was starting to get a little tired but the thoughts of what could happen more would keep her moving. Hearing slight mummers of people around them , it would only cause her to give a small wink and teasing smile. Knowing that she got the man they probably all wanted a piece of. Turning her body to face his again she let her hot breathe tease his lips. " So what else do you like doing for fun," Oh the tone of what she wanted was all but there , tempting teasing it had been awhile since , she picked up a guy from the club. Having done it plenty of times before but this was different , he was a prowler himself at least that was what she thought after seeing the blond that was talking to him before her run in. Oh there was a beast inside of her and it was clawing to get out. Enjoying the passion and cries of pleasure from her as the took each other. Well that was all just ideas thoughts and hopes it would be his turn now to pick where this went. NOTES: Dira for the win <333333

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Whatever special authority was out there obviously heard his crying pleas. The need he had in order to forget what fucked up of a life he had at the moment. He was driving himself crazy. It was crazy to think just a month ago, the only thing he was dealing with was Giselle coming into town again. They had a small fight. Now it turns out the past love of his life (before he accidently burned down her house after she freaked out on him) was engaged to his cousin. The bitch was a firetamer the entire time. Why had she freaked out? It was something that he wasn’t able to answer himself. His soul had a deep hole in it that wasn’t able to be filled by anyone. Damon felt empty. A feeling he had used to make fun of when someone had mentioned it. Empty? How pathetic could a person be? Now he was in that situation. What made him feel better was going to this club. Going back to the self that was so sure of himself. It was something to hide behind, but he didn’t really care. It was a temporary solution. He’d take it and use it as long as he could.

He usually didn’t guess species when with women. Shapeshifter, werewolf, human. They were all the same when it came to this. However, he did believe that supernatural were more superior to the humans. Therefore, he figured that this woman in front of him had to be a supernatural. No human would be this wonderful. This was someone who knew what they were doing. Could feel what he was feeling. Oh, he could picture it. Rosabella had been half immortal, which meant she was able to read his mind by touch. Knowing exactly what he wanted when he wanted it. This woman seemed to be near the same. She must have been an immortal to know all of these things. Something that he both wanted and didn’t want. He didn’t want her peeking around why he needed her at the moment, but knowing what he wanted it when he wanted it was like a dream come true. ”Oh, please. You could have approached me with any woman in here and I would have ditched her.” She probably didn’t know it, but he kind of already did that. He had been talking to this blonde before she bumped into him and he pushed her away. He wanted what was better. At the moment, she was the best.

Fuck, this woman really knew what to say, and how to say it, didn’t she. He growled softly when she lightly teased him. Again- two could play at that game. He was behind on it. This wasn’t right. Despite the fact he probably needed it more, he wasn’t going to let that out. He leaned in toward her, lifting his eyebrow, ”Just looking for a good time. What are we doing here if not looking for a good time?” He asked. Both answering her question and asking indirectly what she wanted to do here. If she was looking for a good time, it was then what type of good time. Even if she walked in with the intention of doing nothing but dancing, it was Damon’s intent to change her mind. So far, she seemed to know what she was doing. The way she rolled. The way her lips moved. Dear God, she had to stop, or this was going to end in a messy situation right here on the dance floor. He was starting to breath rather heavily, putting a hand through her hair to bring her close. Not yet kissing her. Oh that was the build up. So many underestimate the power of the kiss. No, not the true love shit. Just the feeling behind it. Hunger. Passion. Or drunken un-sureness. Whatever.

She just kept turning and smiling at him. Like the perfect woman. This woman had to be bought and paid for or something. That was a compliment in the world of Damon Ellis. Clearly, while his luck was running extremely low in some areas, it was getting better in other areas. This area, it was certainly a good luck shot. It was like she knew. A woman that would come to him when he was feeling most low. There was some who said that’s what relationships did, but it wasn’t like that. See? He wasn’t in a relationship and this was just it. Proved all those stupid hopeless romantics wrong, didn’t it? Damon smiled down, feeling his body started to get really hot. Besides the whole firetamer side of him. ”Drink. Party.” He wasn’t really looking to be someone different here that night. Most of the time, he played someone completely different, but there was no reason. This woman seemed to understand him and where he was coming from. If she wasn’t, this was a total waste of his time. ”Can take you to my place. Show you more ways I have fun.”

Time hadn’t passed long between them, and he understood that. However, he felt like this was needed enough where he was allowed to hit that on her that hard. Usually he was more subtle with it, but he wouldn’t allow himself to be that way. This way, he could at least not be waiting and wondering if she was going to back out on him on the last minute. Last time he met a woman almost as good as this, she ended up beating the shit out of him. Yes, some of it had to do with the fact that he accidently (legit accident) drugged her. He meant to put it in her own drink to have a good time, but mixed the drinks. So she found out and decided it would be a good idea to swing her fists at him. Later, Damon blamed it on her being drunk off of her ass. Needless to say, he really was praying this night wouldn’t end that way.

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This man was confident Mira had to admire that, it wasn't often that she met man that could hold that confidence and not seem like total douches. Damon however well he was proving to be more and more interesting as the night continued on. Could she have found someone else , hell yes but at the moment she didn't want to anymore , it was all sheer luck that she bumped into him how she did. Not that she was truly on the prowl as it where , all Mira wanted to do was have a fun night , the thoughts of something more in her mind of course. That didn't mean she would approach it though, it was all about what you went about things and the actions you put behind them. Mira could be as careless as she wanted to be sometimes. Yet other times she was rather cautious making sure that she would have a fun night but also be safe. Tonight though seemed to be throwing all of those ideas out the window. Oh many a thoughts were filling her mind on exactly what she wanted to do and enjoy with Damon. None of them good , well at least in the sense of innocence. Nope nothing innocent about what her mind was thinking right now, which she had a feeling the male with her wouldn't mind that one bit.

The compliment he gave her at least what she would take it as, would cause her cheeks to flush for a hint of a moment before fading away. Always nice to know that you were hot enough to draw attention of a man away from any other woman. Her eyes would glance to the blond he had been talking too, watching her narrow her eyes and give Mira a look of disgust before storming off. All Mira could do was chuckle softly and lean more into Damon before nipping his neck. " Mmm good to know I still have the power to draw attention." Mira wasn't boastful or catty by any means. She liked being kind to others and show them joy. That didn't mean she didn't lack confidence but she would brag about that at the moment she already knew she won. He was dancing with her now nothing more needed to be said on that well at least quite yet." Trust me I would have stolen you away anyway given the chance." She knew if they hadn't been dancing now , sooner or later she would have approached him and taken him for a spin on the dance floor. Something about him was drawing her to him and damn did she want to explore it.

" Well I guess that all depends on the type of good time a person is looking for , there are many of them after all." Not everyone was looking for a lay when they went out , more often then not they were but not always. All of it depended on the person you were with and if their thoughts were matching your very own, it seemed like Mira and Damon were both having the same , but maybe she was just reading to far into things , having done that a time or two herself she wouldn't surprised if that happened again. It would suck if that was what in store for her tonight but not uncommon either. Her mind could be a pain in the ass sometimes to curious for her own good , and often getting her into situation that ended up with her in trouble. Tonight though was a time to enjoy the trouble that she had found. Feeling the hand in her hair , a soft sigh only for his ears would escape her lips. This man knew what he was doing and that made her desire for him all the more strong.

Who didn't enjoy a good drink or party , yes this was exactly what Mira needed , time to just go out and have fun. She was a rather flirty woman by nature so , having someone who could keep up with her. Well that just made it all the more fun , her body moving in sync with his , hands in her hair hips touching fingers trailing across each other. Oh Mira knew what was going to happen and she couldn't be more happy for it. Damon seemed to know what he was doing , which was all the more tempting and showing of promise. Licking her lips giving him a soft sensual gaze her breathe would hitch more as her body moved to him getting more lost into her own feelings. Leaning towards him her lips inches from his,words shaky and hot against his own full of a need and want. " I was hoping you were going to say that , I would love for you to show me your way of having fun."

The trap was set the bait taken , Mira was going to go home with this man and it couldn't be a moment to soon. Her skin was crawling the want to pin him to a wall and just explore each other was strong as well. They needed to go and soon or the club would get a show that none of paid for. Hands trailing across his chest down his legs before wrapping back around his waist." We should hurry or I have a feeling this club will see a show." Not seeing the point in hiding what they both knew they wanted now , her eyes would move to his waiting to be taken to his place.

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Damon had a black book. He wasn’t kidding. Except he hardly touched it anymore because he couldn’t read it. Part of the reason was he liked to make these things when he was drinking. Another was his writing simply wasn’t legible to anyone no matter who they were. The third being it was so changed and erased and added on that what was the point? He always had to put an ‘X’ next to their name when they were no longer available. Erase it when that changed. He put a star next to his favorites. Sometimes bitches were bitches or it wasn’t as good as it was the first time around. Had to erase that. Sometimes he got the name wrong and had to change it to make sure he didn’t accidently call her it or anything. Thinking he was saying the wrong name and thinking of someone else. Damon didn’t think he ever had done that before. If he picked someone, he wouldn’t need to think of anyone else. And lonely nights alone, who cared what the fuck her name was?

Still draw attention? She acted like at one point, she had it then she lost it, regaining it again with Damon. If anyone turned her down, they were dumber than fucks. He knew a good one when he saw it. Granted, last time he was in here thinking that, he ended up accidently drugging her and then her kicking his ass later, but whatever it was. This time he was actually sure about it. He wanted to feel this. Feel her. Have the hands that were running down her body run down her body while it wasn’t wearing any clothes. Damon wanted this. He had to have it. She was letting him. Like he was out in the store and she threw herself out of the packaging. ”Drawing attention? More like perfecting attention.” Damon loved nothing more than perfect women to go along with his perfect self.

Her dancing moved a little differently for a moment. Not bad by all means. More showy. He didn’t complain at the least bit. He saw out of the corner of his eye that the blonde was still looking at them, and suddenly he understood. Damon might have not known that Kansas wasn’t it’s own country, but he knew stuff like that. When she went on, it was even better. Smirking, he looked at her. The thought of two women competing for him was actually quite thrilling. Something that he would sit back and watch, choosing the winner and taking her home for the best sex he ever had type of deal. Oh, that put an even more exciting edge on things. She appeared as ambitious as he was. ”Wouldn’t object at the least. You can come and steal me away anytime.” Though it wasn’t a promise just yet. While all of this seemed promising, and so far she seemed literally flawless, he knew he didn’t know for sure until he brought her home. Which hopefully would happen soon.

Silly woman. She was wrong. There weren’t many of a good time. There was only one good time. All the others should have been called something else or this good time should have it’s own descriptions and names. With a small laugh, he whispered in her ear, having to always say it a little louder of course considering they were in a club, ”No, this good time only falls under one. Long as it’s done right.” Winking at her. Damon had some major endurance from all the other times he had done this before, but he was starting to sweat with her. A major factor considering he was a firetamer. He couldn’t imagine what she must have been feeling. Unless she was a demon and couldn’t feel the radiating heat from his body. Made everyone else wonder why it suddenly got so hot around him.

Ah, yes, she followed through. After everything, she was following through. At least, what she said. Damon never really had anyone back away this late in the game except for that one time. But he hadn’t given her any drinks and there was no way that sweet face could be a hunter. Not like last time. He must have known he couldn’t trust blondes with his life. Leaning into her once again, he felt shivers down his spine. He usually got feelings like this, and it must have been the high on the night or the absolute needing for it, but he felt like it was intensified tonight. Everything that was going on in his head, he still had this. He’d never tell this stranger Mira, but he needed her. More than she knew or ever would know. ”I mean, your place would be fine too. I’m not picky.” It was harder since it would be harder to get her out of the house sooner as opposed to him leaving, but eh, those details weren’t important tonight.

If it were acceptable to bang her right here in front of anyone, trust him, he completely would. However, it seemed that there needed to be a change until then. He’d have to bring her to his home. Turns out maybe he didn’t need to drink as much as he thought he did. Ah, sex sober was usually better anyway. He pulled on her hand, ”As much as this place would love that show, and I know they would, you’re probably right.” Leading her out to his beautiful white mustang. Sweat still making his clothes stick as he wrapped his arm around her. It didn’t take much to know what that meant for the pair of them, and he knew ever single pair of eyes were looking at them as they left.

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