A/N: I don't own the books or characters of course, but I own the plot =) And this is my first vampire diaries fanfic so no flames. Constructive critscism welcome =)

She stood, her tired heap of a body plastered to the brick wall behind her. The thin muscles in her arms standing out as she strained to push herself closer to the wall. Her legs shook with terror, every passing second coming closer to giving way. Shreds of cloth hung off her torso, shuddering with every thud of her heart. A mass of tangled hair hung from the crown of her head, the chocolate strands shining in the dim light. Tiny wisps of air could be heard filtering in and out of her mouth, the pattern irregular. A heavy solution of tears, sweat, and dirt trailed down her tan skin, dripping onto the cold, stone floor. But her eyes… Her eyes held something of an entirely different nature. And no matter how much she tried, she could not get the feeling out of her eyes. The uncontrollable pull was settling in her eyes and her heart. Every other inch of her body, every single nerve ending was crying out in terror.

Across from her his lips pulled up into a haunting smile, and she could tell that he sensed her fear. "Elena, Elena, Elena…" He said chidingly, shaking his head.

"Leave me alone." She hissed, finding the strength to speak.

"Now, now… Don't be demanding. You seem to be forgetting who is indeed in charge here. Would you like a reminder?" He asked, stroking his whip, and acting like she had a choice. She flinched, like the words had actually been the whip. His crooked smile was eating into her, and so were his eyes, but in two separate ways. The torn feeling inside her remained, but she would not give in.

"What do you want?" She whispered, trying to sound menacing. She hadn't asked the question for her own understanding, because she already knew the answer.

"What do I want? No, no, no. I think the question is what do you want? You could have everything you ever wanted, even more. Or you could have…" He trailed off, flicking his wrist. The whip gave a deafening crack against the stone floor.

"I would never. Not after what you did." She spat, anger flaring up inside of her weak body.

"That, my Elena, is far in the past. Can you not forgive and forget?" He looked genuinely sorry, and his tone was making it seem like he was the good guy. It made the fire inside of Elena's body rage even hotter.

"We will never be together." Elena whispered confidently. Though even saying the words split her heart in half; the passion she felt for him was so built up inside of her that it was becoming hard to control. She longed to just touch him, just once. To run her finger tips along his pale skin, to feel the connection complete itself.

"I'm not so sure about that one, and you're not either," he said, equally as confident. "But enough of that for now, I want to let you do something today. I think it may inspire you." Elena's green eyes widened as he arrived in front of her in a flash. She heard the chains attached to her ankles clatter to the floor. In a moment he was back across from her, his mouth in a hard line. Her anger was dampened for a moment, confusion in its place.

"What are you doing?" She asked, this time curious to know the answer.

"Come at me Elena, attack me." He beckoned her with his hand, grinning.

"No," she refused, standing her ground.

"Oh if Bonnie saw you standing there, refusing the chanc—"

"Don't you speak about her!" Elena screamed uncontrollably. Her rage was just barely in control now.

Damon just laughed. "And Stefan," he continued, "If h—" And that was enough; Elena flew at him, knocking him back into the wall. She continued to advance on him, but she only got halfway there. Suddenly he was advancing on her, his tall figure overpowering her as she backed up. Eventually she stood against the wall, staring up at him. "You really think," he whispered, pinning her arms to the wall, "That you could hurt me?" He moved his face closer as he talked, until she could feel his breath in her skin.

Her heart was pulsing rapidly and her vision was sharpening from the adrenaline. "I—" She looked up, catching his eyes. Then before she knew what she was doing the top had blown off and she was crashing her lips onto his. The feeling was even more unimaginable than she'd thought. The surge of energy it gave her was enough to take out a small country. He removed his hands from her arms and moved them into her hair, pulling her closer and making their lips part. She pulled back for a moment, and in that moment he whispered, "Yes." And then they were connected again, and Elena was pressing her body into his. Trying her best to fuse them together, 'cause that's how it felt. Just then he pulled back, and she opened up her neck area. Where he proceeded to place a trail of light kisses, breathing heavy in between each one. Elena's mouth parted for a second, in which she thought, it was all for nothing. But she didn't quite believe that, and she wasn't the only one. Because just then the heavy breathing was very close to her ear.

"Was it really?"

A/N: Soo? Watch'a' think?