#wolf!ric

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"Ya know, it's no longer actually required of you to shut the door when you're changing. At least not for me. Anyone else sees you naked I'll pull their eyes out."

Your muse walks in on mine undressing. How does yours react?

"Tryin’ to keep the romance alive, Damon. Is that a crime? Are you gonna let me put my shirt back on or are you gonna take yours off?"

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I'll wash the sheets when we're done with them. Happy Valentine's Day.

… that might be the most romantic thing you’ve ever said to me.

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“Can't sleep.”

Seriously, though. That is the nicest ass in Virginia. Probably in America. Wonder if he’s still awake?

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Well now that I’ve stopped laughing at your face, here’s the real thing.

I was going to get you a black one, originally, but let’s be real — I wear the black.

I also got you, if you want it, a plane ticket; but I haven’t actually gotten it yet because I’m going to need you to tell me where you want to go first so we can get as far the hell away from Mystic Falls as possible. Even if it’s just for a weekend.

Merry Christmas, Ric.

—

Okay, so maybe I won’t bite you. This is… very nice.

Tickets? Leave the kids behind? Sure that’s a good… yeah, fuck it, I’m in. A weekend.

A week.

I’m in.

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This is it.

Merry Christmas.

—

This is…

Wow.

Dog bowl? Are we aiming for funny?

If we make it to next year I’m getting this tattooed on your ass.

Now hold still while I bite you.

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⊕

Send me ⊕ for a pro and con list about our characters sleeping together

Pros:

Supernaturally strong beings twisting each other into impossible positions is literally the best sex available on any plane of existence ever.

So far it’s been memorable. I’m thinking it’ll only get better.

I… might… love be a little attached to you.

Cons:

If I lost control and bit you we’d both be fucked. And not in the good way.

I think we may still have slight Elena issues.

Scratch that. Werewolves get old and die. I’ll be showing my age before you know it.

I… might… love be a little attached to you.

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“You smell like cinnamon.”

"Well, file this under fun facts… right now, I taste like cinnamon too. We gonna stand out here and flirt or can I drag you to bed?"

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You mean everything to me.

"You too, man… I guess I gotta learn to trust it, right? Think we’ve been through enough."