not the only one*[INDY]

[damon]

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For the last couple of months or so, he had often woken up and not known what happened the next night. Which was weird because he usually remembered everything that happened. Every little detail. Most of the time, he actually didn’t get drunk. That sounded like a complete and utter lie to anyone that knew him, but it was just plain fact. Damon only drank until the night was over. He had been drinking from a young age and the guy was pretty huge. That combined for the nice little victory of being one of the largest ‘heavy weights’ (in drinking terms meaning it was real fucking hard to get wasted) in the regular club environments. The good looking and charming man usually found a good looking chick by the end of the night. If not, there was also his little black book that he was able to pull out. If he didn’t have someone by a certain time, he pulled it out. It wasn’t a desperate act. No. If it was desperate, he wouldn’t have had it. It was just he knew better girls that weren’t in the club at that time. Or wherever he was at.

Despite what else people believed, he usually didn’t go out and find someone. There were a few exceptions. Lately, it had been a nice distracting from everything else. Other times, he had been trying to prove a point. Like for some reason, he always struck out at the park. Whenever he went there and found someone that looked like he would be able to get with, they always rejected him. One girl started crying. Damon actually apologized- a miracle among itself- and vow to never go over and pick up someone at the park ever again. There was just no way. A jealous warlock must have put a spell on the place. They have had to since Damon was way too perfect and good not to be able to score. Something was just wrong with the park. Maybe just the crowd kind of crowd hung out there. All the jocks that were running around with their dogs and exercising. Life sucked after high school didn’t jocks? If there was anything that Damon hated more, it was jocks.

Damon was kind of known to be a wanderer. He just went wherever he thought might have been interested to go. So it was a puzzle to him why he ended up at the haunted house. What the fuck was there to do here besides look it over and think about how really not haunting it was. Really haunted his ass. It was just super old and poor looking. Even though Damon came from the rich Ellis family, he lived within the estates. It’s where he just fit with his crowd. Plus, his rebellious stage just wanted everything to be different. It gave the cops more of a mix to look. Someone smoking weed in the rich uppity neighborhoods, someone was going to find out and report it. In his building, who wasn’t smoking anything? There were much worse activities than something as simple as that. It was going to become legal soon anyway. Not that the law had always really been his number one priority. In fact, in all the priorities he had, it fit on the bottom. It was an inconvenience, and Damon enjoyed to break it. Now he was even a part of a group that did all sorts of illegal things. He didn’t have an assignment currently, but he was sure his boss or whatever would give him something sooner or later.

Still, he had been in stranger places. He probably shouldn’t have been by himself when there was a giant target on the back of every single Ellis back that he crossed. Then again, Damon actually didn’t care. It was two days after the full moon, so he was sure that all the hunters were at each other’s houses making sure that the wounds didn’t infect anything. Also hiding so that the werewolves wouldn’t go and hunt them down for the attempts of killing. Stupid pussies. Obviously, Damon didn’t like hunters. He was best friends with one of them, but Annette was different. She was cool. It was all the others that really bothered him. Jude used to be cool, but she got a boyfriend, which put her as an X on his black book list. Damon never crossed anyone out, as relationships were never permeate. Even marriage. One jealous woman and Damon found himself having sex for revenge on the husband. He didn’t mind that. The fights afterward he could probably skip.

Wasn’t as exciting as he thought it would be. The firetamer flicked his blonde hair one more time before turning around and realizing that he wasn’t alone. That also in fact his company was not all too shabby either. This was a perfect opportunity. Who would have known that in a place like this, he would be able to find that precious little jewel? Fuck man, maybe that was the key to all of it. Go to the most unlikely of places and boom- you were able to find the person to rock the night. Temporarily of course. Damon hated being in relationships. He sort of kind of was one with Rosabella, but she had disappeared. He flinched slightly. No, he wasn’t starting on that. Damon was Damon and he liked no one. No one. It made his heart ache. His head lifted back up as he smirked, ”Now, why in the world would you be around these parts?” He asked. Damon kept his distance- as not to appear like he was creeping on her (talk about turn offs) but the bad boy Ellis kept the friendly distance qutie friendly.

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[INDIANA KINLEY ALCORN]

Indy wasn't sure what the rest of her day would entail , at the moment she had just finished a jog. Wiping the sweat of her body glancing around she sighed softly , it had been awhile since she had a good work out like this. Lately she was either sparing with Wyatt or just going to a gym on her own punching a bag. So many things had been messed up since her tangle with them female in the woods , yeah nothing too bad happened but it was enough to have her angry at herself for getting captured. To having that bitch's smiling face still engraved in her mind. The sick enjoyment she was getting know that Indy couldn't escape as a human or a wolf because of the silver. How did she know that she was something more then just a wolf , had she been spying on her pack for a long time. Maybe she would need to tell Myers what was happening then , that thought didn't make her feel any better either though. Or did she just know that the wolves sometimes went their to hunt. God so many questions needed to be answered , but Indy was never one for asking them ,she was more of the girl that did the actions that would cause the questions to be answered.

Clenching her fists she just sighed and let the water soak her skin more , it was not the time to be frustrated with things she couldn't control. What Indy really wanted was a stiff drink and a good fuck. Yeah those could be possible at least she hoped it would be. Indy usually found people who were attractive and didn't mind her tom boy look or vulgarness of her conversations. Killing the shower with a towel wrapped around her waist she started to dig though her closet. Now what would see wear . not that she had many choices. With a sigh she grabbed her skinny denim jeans her tank top with plaid over shirt and her boots. This would work , it wasn't like she planned on staying in them very long. With a final look in the mirror , her blond hair drying from the temperature. Finally read to go Indy slipped her phone and keys into her pocket and headed out the door. Yes it was going to be a good night , even if all she did was drinking it would be good.

Sliding into the car , she glanced around before heading how , now where was she going to go. Where had she yet to be , allowing her mind to wander she wasn't fully sure where she was headed. The drive was relaxing though and that was what she was enjoying and wanted. Eyes flicking she blinked as she saw a haunted house in the distance. How she wound up here she wasn't fully sure but it wasn't something she was really minding at the moment either. Parking on the side of the house , grabbing a jacket from the other night she slipped it on and headed out of her car. Her nose taking in all the scents and sounds around her , like hell she was going to allow herself to get taken again from not paying attention. With a low whistle , pushing open the old worn down gate she headed into the abandoned house.

The ground was creaking under her as she continued in her walk but that made it all the more interesting and intense in her mind. Smirking knowing that some of the pack girls would be freaking out from this she couldn't help but softly chuckle. Younger would love this so , so she would need to bring her around her one time , Monica was hyper and perky on the most annoying days , but the younger wolf had made a place in her heart so Indy enjoyed her company although she would never admit it out loud.

With her walking more she paused she heard a voice , male from the sound of it with a soft smirk she took in his form. Good looking from what she could see though and caused her to laugh softly at his question. Slowly heading more towards her she paused crossing her arms across her chest hip cocked slightly. " Exploring seeing maybe if I can find some good looking men to hook up with out in the middle of nowhere since we can be as loud as we want with no interruptions. " Indy didn't see a point in lying although she knew better then to be extremely close to him , that was why she was out tonight though to find a hook up , maybe if she was lucky this guy could help her out or at least point her in a direction to where she could find it.

[damon]

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Damon should really start a list or something of the number of girls she had picked up in obscure places. Places that someone thought would be typical picking up place (like a fucking park) he had the damnest luck with. He was convinced a jealous witch that he had hooked up with in the past or broke her heart was determined to take revenge. She probably put a spell around the park so that he wasn’t able to touch it. Damon promised it was his last time, but the stubborn man wasn’t sure if that was the end of it. There was still the part of him who wanted to go out and prove that damn curse wrong. He was going to break it somehow. Damon had the very nasty habit of thinking that he was invincible and was able to do anything. It was the reason that everything that was happening seemed impossible. He could stop it. Damon had to stop it. If he couldn’t stop that much, what was he to anyone that his cold heart actually cared about? Nothing, that was the answer.

The woman in front of him was fucking fine. Almost in that athletic type of way. Honestly, Damon didn’t really have a type and he wasn’t really the one to be picky and choosey. Still, even if he wasn’t, he was sure that he would be hitting on her nine ways to Sunday. Which was what he was going to do now. Again, he hadn’t really woken up and decide to wander over here for a chick to come home with, but shit just happened. His luck although it was running thin, was still running it seemed like. There was still some juice in the back instead of it all empty. That made him fell a little bit better. He had been getting worried over the past few months about that lucky streak of Damon Ellis. Whatever got him that luck in the first place should come back and refill him because it was clear he was almost out. Next thing you know, Damon was just going to fall in love with a human all over again. The thought of Giselle made him frown, so he focused on the blonde in front of him.

Wait, seriously? Was she here to hookup. This was a hell of a place to find some guy, unless she was being sarcastic. Damon was pretty good at catching that but sometimes it was just too much for his poor little mind to comprehend properly. Sometimes he could catch hints. Other times, he was going to need to be lead to the finish line hand-in-hand. Sometimes his stupidity ruined the moment, but it somehow always seemed to catch back up again, so it wasn’t as if he was really worried about it. The firetamer smiled, ”Really? You’re just fucking with me.” He teased her, half wondering if it was true or not. She seemed like the type of woman that would roll her eyes and then kick his ass, so he ought to keep his distance for her. For now. Damon leaned against the nearest object, feeling the sudden urge for a cigarette. He held it in, as some people just got offended like nobody’s business. Normally, he would just give them the wonderful ‘fuck you’ sign and be off.

The bad boy look was complete. Whether he believed that people liked the bad boy for right or wrong reasons or not wasn’t important at the moment. The point right then was that they were attracted to it. Damon wasn’t even going to get into why they did. It bothered him. ”You came to the right haunted house. Don’t know how to you did. You a witch or something?” To the human, they could take the comment normally. To someone who knew supernaturals, it would mean the same thing. He was partly curious in case something happened and then she would put another curse on him. Damon was going to try to avoid the little witches from now on, but that wasn’t a guarantee. Sometimes, it didn’t even matter with him. He also vowed that he wasn’t going to have sex with a taken woman because he didn’t want some jealous douche knocking on his door and cause problems. However, he continued to do so every day. He even slept with his cousin’s fiancé. Oops. The woman in front of him could be a jealous wife looking out to get revenge and it wouldn’t have mattered to him at the moment. At that moment, all that mattered was that she was sex on legs and she was willing.

Still, it looked from the sight that they might play a little game with each other. It could very much be that she was being sarcastic or flirting, didn’t really mean it. Those girls were mean in Damon’s experience, but he supposed it would be better than not wanting him. Damon laughed. Oh, that comment was a complete null sentence. So much of one that it made him laugh. Who didn’t want him? What was he really kidding himself? It was more of the woman being in complete denial or having all of those damn ‘values’ in the way. Values. Being ruining lives since the dawn of time. Damon wasn’t going to let them get in the way. Damon was going to throw the value book out the window and live whatever life he was going to- damn it. If only he could.

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[INDIANA KINLEY ALCORN]

Chuckling she shook her head and licked her lips offering him a teasing smirk. As risky and fun as Indy liked things, she did have better taste. Then to screw some random guy in an abandon house but it was fun to joke and tease people about it just to get reactions like she was getting now. " Yes im just fucking with you , I do have better taste then that." As much fun as it would be to screw around in a dirty dusty house like this she would pass on it. Although she was rather liking the view so far , the male in front of her was good to look at to say the least. With his husky voice and short cut hair, oh the things the two could do together. Now was not the time to think about that though she was just getting to know the man. In a old haunted house none the less but she was meeting him or at least the start of meeting him. Glancing around the house she heard the old creaks of the foundation as the wind blew though. Thoughts of how long this place was around for filtered into her mind. Maybe it was a piece of history that she was standing in now, although part of her was doubting that it didn't hurt to imagine that possibility or at least the small thought of it.

Rolling her shoulders she slowly continued her walk around the house , her eyes never leaving his form though. His appearance screamed many things , bad boy , player trouble maker. All of the things that Indy liked in someone this man had and he was right in front of her. She wouldn't put her past herself to have sex in a place like this , but she liked to think she had a little more class then that. Things did happen though and sometimes urges just couldn't be helped. Blinking at her own train of thought she quickly pushed those into the depths of her mind. God what was with her and the thoughts of sex lately, had she been not getting enough or something. Maybe she just need to work out more to get her mind back on track , because she knew she usually was not so desired filled but lately it seemed like this what was happening. Maybe it was because of her attack that her confidence was this badly shaken. Naw this was Indiana nobody was able to shake her crazy bitch or not she knew she had more control over herself then allowing that one incident to change how she acted or saw things.

Now that was a the question wasn't it " A witch or something." So many ways she could have answered that , she knew better then to just out herself outright. But if he brought up witches that meant he also knew that creatures other then humans lurked around the city streets. Which was good cause that meant she wasn't dealing with someone who thought only humans were around and the creatures under your bed were just bedtime stories. " Why do you believe in witches " Her tone slightly teasing if he did then maybe their conversation would take a different direction for now though it was fun to tease the male in front of her.

" I mean it wasn't like this house was private property or anything." At least she hoped it wasn't the last thing she needed was to be caught trespassing , not that it wouldn't be the first time of her doing something like this or the last but it was good to at least try to keep all of her bases covered. " But if it is shh don't tell anyone." Giving a wink at that , yeah she could play the dumb scared blond for a bit until she got bored and decided it was much more fun going after what she wanted. " But what about you , what brought you out to a place like this? Are you the boogy man or something?" She wasn't sure what brought him out here but then she didn't really care either , Indy was out for a good time and she hoped by the end of the night she would find something.

[damon]

[/style][style=width:370px; height: 10px; font-family: Open Sans Condensed, sans-serif; font-size:14px; color: #f4f4f4; text-transform: uppercase; text-align: center; background-color: navy; padding: 15px; ]IF YOU FEEL SO WALKED ON.

It didn’t take long to realize that Damon pretty much had little to no class. He had grown up in a household full of manners and the right way to precede with ideas and such. Let him tell you how often he used those things. Most of the time, if he used those things, it was to manipulate something to his advantage. He should have become a fucking actor. Sometimes, it just took a little different of a persuasive tongue to get what he wanted. Damon wouldn’t have considered himself too much of a manipulator (since most of the things he wanted he was just able to get on his own without having to use any words different than what he normally wouldn’t have said). Sometimes, he did have that talent though. Unfortunately, it was also tied in with leading on a little more than he meant to. When he was thinking of a one night stand, other chicks were thinking of a new boyfriend. The word made shivers crawl up his spine. He was that once. At the time, it seemed like bliss, but now that he was looking back, Damon told himself there was nothing worse. Just to get any ideas out of his head.

Haunted house wouldn’t have been the worse places he would have picked. She didn’t seem for it, which was fine. The woman was cleaner than that, even if there was a vibe about her to say she wasn’t your regular prissy shopper girl. Damon only tolerated those types of women. For him, they were too much like jocks, and lord knew how much he hated jocks. The one big enemy of every labeled bad boy ever. All the cute little pretty boys running around with their footballs and basketballs. Carrying around all those balls have to be making up for an unfortunate quality they might have. Damon was sure of it. Which was why the only sport he had ever been interested in ever was hockey. That shit is real. ”You look like a woman with better taste.” He grinned, gesturing to himself more than anything, ”Lucky for me. A woman without taste is a real turn-off.” In other words, one that would reject him- clearly a woman without taste. Rejection was not on his list of favorites. In fact, he almost hated them as much as humans.

Very slowly, she continued to walk through the house, watching him closely. Damon knew that she was eyeing him, so he straightened up to give her a good view. It was only fair- his eyes had been all over her up and down only a few moments ago. Lucky for him that his hair was extra wild that day, probably looking fucking sweet. Hair was important. It was one of the little weak spots of Damon Ellis. Only the best of the best knew that. He didn’t advertise it, just so he was able to see what a woman could figure out by herself. Unfortunately, that also meant for poor sad Damon that many women didn’t figure out that sweet spot. They went right over it. Which meant no sweet spot for Damon. He couldn’t always complain though. There were plenty of other places besides his hair. With a smirk, he turned back toward her again.

She seemed like someone who would know about witches. Damon was almost positive she wasn’t a witch because of her eyes. There were those who wore contacts, but not very many. She remembered- with a little bit of a sore heart- his friend Vi. First meeting her and looking at the odd color violet eyes. She explained all the supernatural creatures to him as he sat there, wondering why he wasn’t the most superior ones. For a long time, probably due to too much drinking, there was actually a phase where he thought the only supernatural creatures out there were firetamers. How that ever happened, he actually didn’t have a single clue. It didn’t worry him though. As long as he remembered all the other important stuff, what was one little memory loss? It was explained to him later- he was fine. It wasn’t the first time he forgot something, right? Getting drunk was enough to forget a night. He was fine.

”There are few things I don’t believe in.” He said with a glint in his eye. Among those things he didn’t believe in was soulmates, true forever lasting love, and a real deal. The whole if it sounded too good to be true, it probably was. Unless you did what Damon did- steal it. That was a pretty good deal, but it was the reason it was illegal. Among other little deals. At one point, the only reason he stole was to show that he could. Now that he was getting a little more mature, he realized if he was going to steal something, he might as well steal something worth of value. He hadn’t done it in a while though. Perhaps he should make a chance this weekend.

Her small teasing made his smirk increase. Oh, he knew he picked well. Not that there was other women here, but if there had been, he was sure that he would still had end up picking her. Why hadn’t he met her before? It felt like they were the type of people who should have met a long time ago. Depended on her age, he supposed. Despite what many thought, Damon was actually very young. Relatively speaking. ”Even if it is private property, that adds an edge, doesn’t it? A small thrill. A fun ride.” walking a little more toward her, feeling that she wasn’t going to suddenly attack him for approaching her a little bit more.

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[INDIANA KINLEY ALCORN]

& I WAKE UP EVERY EVENING
WITH A BIG SMILE ON MY FACE
( and it never seems out of place )

Indy was enjoying herself so far , she hadn't really planned on coming to the Haunted House. It was one of those wander around and see where it takes you situations and so far she wasn't seeing any reason to complain about it. The weather was pretty warm and you were able to see the stars , not having much to do others. It just seemed like this would be a good place to start her adventures of the night. That and really tempting fate and getting into another fight that she would need to head to Shay's for. Probably wouldn't be a good thing either so finding some random attractive guy was the next best option. He had the whole bad boy vibe going , while it could be considered tacky. He seemed to be able to pull it off pretty well. Which if you actually met a guy who could play the roll really well , then usually the night just got more a lot more interesting. Which in Indy's case seemed to be going that way. Her eyes would take in her surroundings. Making sure nothing was lurking in the darkened corners that she would need to worry about.

A chuckle would pass her lips hearing his comments about taste , of if he only knew what her taste was. Well he did have a good point though and that she would have to him kudos for. " Well I problem different then any woman you ever had. So your in luck with that, I would also think that anyone with bad taste would be a turn off. I mean why put yourself though that if you know your not going to get enjoyment from it." A words darker at the end of that sentence , not planning to hide that was finding him attractive or hiding that she wouldn't want to explore more of what exactly the taste he was looking for. Indy didn't mind having a good time with anyone so if someone was able to provide that , then she would jump on the chance to take it. Her tongue darting out to slowly lick her drying lips, eyes not leaving his.

God the urge to run her fingers though his hair was growing more tempting as they walked. Seeing his muscles and body though his clothes slightly , he did have the body and the hair. Everything that screamed a good night for fine , she also caught him giving her the eye. Knowing she had a sex body herself , she saw no problem in people looking. It was when they thought they could freely touch did it ever get dicey. So far though they both seemed to accepting the others personal space , but still enjoying eyeing the other. Finger running down her denim jeans as her boots would hit the old wood planks of the home.

" Ah I see well you can't believe in everything. Sometimes you just got follow the things you want to. Or just say fuck it and believe what you want to believe in". Indy believe in a lot of things , other things it just hurt to think about , like the phrase everything happens for a reason. That was just annoying , why couldn't people just accept that shit does happen. Not for a reason but more so just because life can be a bitch. That there is no higher purpose for it , but that it just was. Then there was the whole true love and blah blah. Indy didn't have time for or want any of that. Other people were more then welcome to that , she would just avoid it for now though and not even entertain the thought.

Grinning she nodded her head hearing his reasons , oh for the thrill of it. Indy often lived by that motto much to her Pack's and friend displeasure. Sometimes though it was all you had so why not enjoy it. " Oh a bit of a risk taker are you , but I am sure we both could find something a little more thrilling to do tonight instead of just hanging around a haunted house, don't you" Watching him come towards her , a grin would form as she shifted her weight slightly and stepped closer to him as well , oh she had it bad at the moment. If he was looking for a good time tonight , she was more then ready to be the one he had it with.

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WORDS,, Enough
TAGGED,, Damon/EMWIFE <3
OUTFIT,, CLICK
MUSIC,, Halestorm
NOTES,, These two are fun
TEMPLATE,, by PANIC! ITS LAUZ of CAUTION