Dear diary, I've never been so in love, and alive in my life.

-Blaise

After the party, Damon decided to be a good samaritan and drop the girls off at their houses. He held my hand the whole time, I needed this, to cool down.

. Blaise bops to the music playing softly in the car, she mumbled the lyrics softly, Damon didn't say anything. It's not often Blaise is comfortable like this, he didn't want to disturb her. She hadn't noticed how they were just sitting at the traffic light. She was lost in her own world for a moment, when suddenly she remembered...

"Is it bad that we're totally having a moment while a dead person is in your trunk?" I laugh sheepishly though that blonde bimbo totally deserved it.

"I don't care about her. Did I ever tell you how sexy you are when you're angry?" Damon said, looking at me from his side of the car, we stare each other down. I couldn't hold it in, letting out a breath shaking my head, in that moment I felt less uptight around Damon.

"Ugh, you're such a Scorpio." We both laugh, but I noticed him looking at me, my tummy feels like it's being tied in knots. He was looking at me so close up, I couldn't help but feel like Damon was seeing all my imperfections. I can never ignore him when he gives me those eyes.

"What? Why are you looking at me like that?"

"Like what?" Damon asked, he knew what I meant, he wanted to hear me say it, he took satisfaction in making me squeal.

"Like a predator, like you're going to eat me." The light had turned green already, but we weren't moving. He had one hand on the steering wheel, the other hand on my thigh, his head tilted towards me. His eyes looked slanted, as if he was trying to figure me out, I didn't dare breathe.

"Ya know, I probably should have been dating Black women this whole time."

I snorted at the statement, I wasn't expecting him to say that at all.

"No, I mean it, every Black woman I've ever known has always known what they wanted, and how to get it. They never second guess, or need reassurance, hate the way the people of this town treat you. I see the way they look at you, they don't even know who you are.You'd think after all these years, people would change, not this hard headed town. I hate it here, I was so close to moving away to New York or something. Then Bonnie invited me to your welcome home party that night. When I met you, I knew I had to stay, and now that I know you, I'm still getting to know you. I couldn't imagine my life if I did move to a different state. " Damon falls into a bit of a tangent, he usually isn't this talkative, I was shocked.

"Damon-" I didn't even know what to say, I didn't think he even paid attention to any of that, I mean why should he? To think I almost didn't know this man.

"I love you, and a lot of the time I don't think I'm good enough for you, but I try my best every day to make up for the shitty person I was so I can be a better man for you now." Damon confessed, the street light had gone through all three changes the time we sat there.

I felt the need to do something wild, the way he was looking at me; his eyes brows pulled upward, his breath caught in his lungs, his soft pale lips pulled in between his teeth. Funny how the roles just reversed, now it was up to me to lead directions, he was willingly giving me this temporary power.

I leaned forward grabbing his face in my hands, he met me in the middle. His hands slipped around waist, sliding down to my butt, our lips crashing together passionately. He wrapped his other hand around my waist pulling me over to him more, there wasn't that much space between the passenger and driver's seat. When Damon slipped his smooth wet tongue in my mouth I let out a breathy moan.

I loved not having to breathe, and I loved the feeling of my breath being taken away. It was a combination bound to kill you. Our breathing was so heavy, the windows were fogging up. I was in the middle of the road, at 11 pm, getting hot and heavy in a classic car with my boyfriend. What a fucking way to end a birthday.

"Hmm you don't seem to be concerned about Rebekah rotting in the trunk now." Damon teased, he sucked on the tender skin on my neck, even though I'm half vampire those marks wouldn't heal. He dragged his tongue over any open surface of skin, my dress was a bit of a deep cut at the chest. He put his face between my breast inhaling my perfume, leaving trails of cold kisses all over my breast back up to my lips.

playing softly on the radio, the wind blowing hard outside around them. A car every once in a while passes, but the strangers pay the vehicle no attention.

"Fuck that bitch." I manage to mumble between kisses, Damon finally sunk his teeth into my neck biting down gently. Usually I'm the one doing the biting, so to be on the receiving end of one was different. It felt amazing, the area where he bit me made me feel hot all over my body. I rub my thighs together trying to get some friction. I was moaning, and whimpering like a bitch, puddy in this man's large hands.

"Get in the back." Damon commanded me, and I obeyed; I quickly shoved my heels off, the chill of the cold air tickling my bare feet. I carefully climbed over his console in the middle of his car, when I'm half way back there Damon's hand comes down mercilessly on to my ass. I let out a squeak, by the time I turn to a comfortable position he's already back there on top of me.

My blood dripped down his chin, his pupils dilated, blue eyes looking icier than ever. I reached up towards him and licked the blood off his chin, I followed the trail till it reached his lips. I sucked his pale soft lips into mine, Damon moaned into my mouth, he grabbed a handful of my tiddy. I held my breath watching him, watching me as he put one of nipples in his mouth. My hands reach down to his belt buckle, no longer able to wait,to my disappointment, he's already unfastened his own pants. I frown a bit, "Well you already did the one job I was supposed to do."

"I wanted to be ready for you princess, all you have to do is enjoy yourself if you could just shut your pretty little mouth for once." Damon said, I rolled my eyes, but I didn't argue.

If I'm being honest; I've never seen Damon's dick before, not even by accident, when we do sleep in bed together he's wearing boxers. We sleep close to each other, Damon is always wrapped around me, it was more of an intimate thing than a sexual one. He went out of his was to not make me feel uncomfortable, I was aware of the sexual prowess this man posed. He's never used it on me though, I'm usually way too shy to know how to respond. Also I'm always in my own head with my insecurities, always over thinking, so Damon dials back a bit.

That didn't mean I wasn't extremely attracted to him, on multiple occasions I wanted him to knock my lights out. As soon as we'd start, the thoughts creep into my head of how my tummy looks at a certain angle, or how my stretch marks must look so unappealing to him. At that point I have to stop, and Damon is so sweet about it, he just holds me till I fall asleep.

Not tonight though, I wanted to prove to myself that I was no bitch. Damon pushed the dress all the way up to my hips, he pulled the seat of my panties to the side sliding a long slender finger over my wet lips. I let out a soft moan, and he pulled away. I find it too ironic that me being this short is the only time it's useful.

I lifted my legs up, and spread them apart as wide as I could. Damon adjusted me a little more on the seat. I realized we were still dressed like Morticia, and Gomez Addams. I bite my lip to keep myself from laughing, this was one of Damon's no no's, he said he refused to role play with me. Yet, here we are.

I wasn't laughing for long when he slammed into me, I sucked in a breath, that's what I get for being a dumb ass, but after a second I adjusted to his size. I was throbbing in a good way, and I squeezed him as tight as I could before he started pulling back. I held my breath waiting for another collision, and the bastard switched up on me, this time entering back in me slowly.

Damon quickly took off his velvety jacket, and tucked it under my head, he took his hand and swept my weave out the way. Fuck him, and his thoughtfulness to my Black girl needs, Damon brought my leg in between us reasting it on his shoulder. I was absolutely fucked, I couldn't move, and I couldn't resist him at this point. He was breathing heavy, his muscles tense, if he could sweat he would have. I would have laughed if his dick wasn't 9 inches deep in me.

"Harder." I said, those were the first words I spoke in a moment.

"What?" Damon asked

"I said harder."

"I don't want to hurt you."

"Yes you do, you've been mad at me for a while, don't think I didn't notice. So do it, just let it out, you'll know how far to go, I trust you."

"Don't do this to me Blaise."

"Fucking do it, or I will get up out of this car and walk." I might have pushed it a little, Damon let out a low chuckle.

"As you wish." Was all he said. He pulled all the way out to the tip, if I thought Damon's thrust was hard before, boy was I mistaken. He slammed back into me so hard I hit my head in the door handle of the car.

"Shit!" I cursed loudly, all of the windows were rolled up, steam was clouding them, my breasts were pushed up far on my chest. Damon was a lot heavier than he looked, he was crushing me under his weight, I would have suffocated and died had it not been for me being half vampire.

He paid no attention to my moaning, whimpering, and shouting. My pussy is begging for a break, but I don't think she nor I was going to get one. My breathing was one deep inhale, and exhale after the other, I had no words.

This was an experience like no other for me, I don't make it a point to do wild shit unless I really wanted it. All I knew was that I wanted Damon, more than anything in this world. I was becoming a sobbing mess by the 5th hip thrust, my vision was blurry, I was out of breath, and I was already flowing with juices. Did he care? Nope.

"Aw, you're crying." Damon said, it was more of an observation than it was pity, what an asshole. I don't think I could take anymore at this point, "Damon I've already come twice." I said through tears.

"Third time the charm sweetheart." Damon grinned, though he did slow his movements this time, I was thankful for at least that little bit of mercy. He moved slowly, positioning his hips to hit the right places, my head was spinning.

He took my leg in his hand, trailing kisses up and down my calf lovingly, he talked me through this orgasam like we've been here before.

"Good girl, you deserve this, you can let it go princess no one is going to hear you." I was crying all over again, fuck this guy, fuck him, and fuck his beautiful face. Fuck his soul pericing blue eyes, and silky dark black hair, fuck his extremely amazing dick game. My body convulsed, Damon let go of my legs, and wrapped both his arms around me. My head fell back exposing my neck, he bit into me, and everything just intensified.

Draining me both ways, it was selfish of him, but it was even more selfish of me giving all myself to one person. He could kill me right now and I think I'd be perfectly okay with it. I wrapped my arms around his neck as he filled me to my brim, I ran my fingers through his raven silky hair. And we just lay there like that for a moment forgetting about the fact we were in the middle of the road, all alone at night. The luxuries of being a vampire.

Damon lets out a groan, and I chuckle a bit.

"We have to go home now."

"Yes, because that's what one does after sex in the car." I say giggling, I poke him softly, his head still resting between my breasts. He sighs and gets up slowly pulling out of me, I take a peek at his body for a second, a narrow strip of dark hairs tails from his naval down between his legs.

"Yes my love, the drapes do match the curtains." Damon grins a shit eating grin, I look away embarrassed I had been caught. He just kisses me on my forehead before speeding out of the back seat into the front behind his wheel.

"You can just stay back there, I'll drive slow okay?" He looked at me from his rearview mirror, his eyes watching me. I nodded my head in response. Too tired to speak anymore, I closed my eyes, and even though I was in the back seat of a car. That was some of the best sleep I have ever had, at least there was a peaceful moment before shit got crazy again.

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We finally made it back home, I would have buried Rebekah that night, but Damon refused to help me. He pulled me from the back seat, I stumbled falling into him. My legs felt like jello, and I could feel our juices sliding down my leg. A mess, I was a mess, and I didn't feel bad about it. When we got to the door, Luna was there sitting on Stefan's desk, she meowed at us. As if asking where the hell we were all night; I walk over to her, and pick her up in my hands, Damon throws our jackets off on the couch. When we made it up the stairs we decided to break camp in my room tonight. I gently set Luna on my pillow, her soft white fur is a contrast to my dark maroon sheets. Once she's stared at us long enough to know we weren't leaving again Luna turns over on her back getting comfortable.

I sit at my mirror and start to strip away my makeup tiredly. I smiled to myself when I noticed how smeared my lipstick was, my phone was buzzing with a text from Bonnie. I don't bother to look at, I just flip my phone over instead, "Showers almost ready pretty girl." Damon coos from the attached bathroom.

"Mmhm." Was all I managed, I stood up and peel my dress off me, leaving it on the floor where I stand. The cool breeze of the house hit my exposed body, it felt good though, cool breezes felt nice on my typically hot skin.

I stand there in my bra and panties just looking at myself, Luna gets up from her position on my pillow and leaps on to my dresser. She meowed at me softly; so I picked her up and held her like a baby, rocking her gently, we both looked at ourselves in the mirror. Suddenly all my insecurities were gone for once, I felt sexy, and confident. Damon wraps his hands around my arms from behind encasing Luna and I in a loving hug. His chin resting on top of my head, he looked kind of wild with his hair going in every other direction, and dried blood in his chin.

"Let's shower, and get ready for bed." Damon said, we both gave Luna a kiss on her cute pink little nose. I sat her down on the floor and let her do her thing, then Damon took off the rest of his clothes.

I was standing in front of the bathroom mirror, and this is how you knew I was tired, I almost got in the shower with my without my bonnet on. I turned to go back to my room when Damon was already standing there with my silk bonnet in his hand grinning. I rolled my eyes, and snatched it from him.

I also noticed he was naked. I wasn't shocked, nor did I look away, I kind of just admired his beauty. Damon's face alone was it's own work of art, beautiful blue eyes adorned with perfect long lashes, pale skin, and dark hair. His body was muscular, so too ripped, but his abs, and arms were a bit more defined. He had a nice ass, it was a small classic white man tush, that was okay with me, I don't want my man to be thicker than me.

Something was slightly different about Damon, he didn't look this heavy when I first met him. He had put on some weight since then, "Do vampires gain weight?" I asked with sheer curiosity.

"Yes, very slowly over time depending on your diet, take Stefan for example, he's very lean because he doesn't feed on human blood. I do however feed on humans, and I think feeding off you may have added some extra oomf ya know." Damon explains, he gently scrubs my back with my body exfoliator, "I was gonna say you seem a bit more heavy than the first time we met. Not a bad way, just seems more muscular." I explained, Damon stopped scrubbing and I turned to him confused.

"Ah so that's what it feels like to be called fat." Damon has a thoughtful look, I punch him hard in the chest, he actually bruises a little bit.

"You're such a tool sometimes." I mumble, Damon wraps his arms around me pulling me back towards him.

"You're not fat-

"Then what am I?" I asked cutting him off

"Beautiful."

"Good answer."

"Seriously, you're not fat Blaise, you're barely 260. You're curvy, my god so damn curvy."

"Okay, now you're drooling."

Damon laughs turning the shower water off, he grabs my towel first, wraps it around me, then grabs his own town.

I take a moment to do my skin care routine, Damon sits on the bed in his boxers watching me, Luna laying on his chest purring. I was so happy, nothing could ruin this moment. I threw on a black silk sleep dress, I crawled onto the bed, my little family waiting for me. I barely make it underneath the blankets before we hear Stefan's voice coming from down stairs.

"Uh, you guys may wanna come down here."

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The site in front of me would have been laughable if I wasn't so shocked. In the middle of The Salvatore living room stood Bonnie, her father, and two other Black people I didn't recognize. Though that wasn't the part that had me feeling crazy, at the head of the group, my mom, and dad were standing together. Looking exactly how they left me, they haven't aged a single day, I'm too overwhelmed with emotions to say anything.

"Mama? Daddy?" My mom stepped forward, her hand out reached, then I paused, this woman had barely embraced me growing up, this couldn't have been my mother.

"I know it's a lot, there's a lot we have to explain." My mom's voice, soft, as if she didn't want to scare me. Well it was too fucking late for that, "My baby girl, you've grown." My dad pulled me in a tight hug, he was so warm, and loving, I've always felt so protected in his arms.

"Avez-vous suivi votre français?(Have you been practicing your French?)" His voice deep like always, I forced a smile.

"Bien sûr papa."(of course dad) I said awkwardly, I wasn't sure how to feel right now, no one was explaining anything to me. I was starting to feel impatient, my mother breathed out annoyed, well I couldn't have agreed more with that.

"Vince, you're scaring the girl, come on sit down Blaise." That was one thing I loved about my mother, straight whiskey, no chaser type of woman. I go to sit down, Damon hands me Luna who happens to have followed us down stairs. My father eyes him, and Damon just smiled back flashing his pearly white teeth at him.

That doofus, my daddy's gonna kill him, or he's gonna attempt to. "We don't know how to explain this without...upsetting you. However I'm sure you now know you weren't responsible for killing us." My dad started, my mom came to my other side.

"Our relationship with Klaus is a rocky one. We met him in New Orleans back in 86, back then he was the ruler of the French Quarter. He was on a mission to end this full moon curse, now even though he's a hybrid now, Klaus still has to transform under the full moon once a month. Me and your daddy were struggling hard, and Klaus offered a lot of money." My mom started to explain, she came to sit on the couch next to me.