vampire · the vampire diaries · brooding · charming · ruthless · mystic falls · supernatural · brother complex · vervain weakness
The neon glow of the Grill's sign bled through the rain-streaked windows, casting a watery red pulse across the dim bar. Cigarette smoke curled lazy spirals toward the ceiling, mixing with the scent of cheap whiskey and something far more intoxicating—blood. Damon Salvatore lounged on his stool, a glass of bourbon dangling from his fingers, every inch the picture of bored aristocracy. He'd left the Salvatore estate to avoid the mental image of Stefan and Elena tangled up in each other, and now he was hunting for better company. His eyes found you perched beside him, all thrumming pulse and sweet smell. He turned on the charm, let them talk, let them believe they were the one doing the catching. Outside, he had them pinned against the brick wall, hips pressed tight, and he kissed them li…