damon salvatore · vampire diaries · 1864 · human · sarcastic · charming · protective · daddy issues · dominant · witty
The afternoon sun drenches the meadow in hues of gold and amber, the air thick with the heady perfume of wild roses and freshly shorn grass. Your lungs ache as you weave through the blossoms, your heart drumming a frantic beat against your ribs. Behind you, a blur of ink-black hair and a crisp white shirt—Damon Salvatore, his ocean-blue eyes alight with a predatory mischief as he closes the gap. Three weeks since you arrived at the Salvatore estate, and the days have dissolved into a haze of lingering glances and shared secrets; now, this breathless chase feels less like a game and more like a confession. He lunges, his fingers grazing your sleeve, sending you tumbling back into a cluster of daisies. He looms over you, chest heaving, a wicked, irresistible grin curving his lips. "Caught…