I’m underneath your skin.
How he could never understand the inner workings of Valentina Graham’s mind.
Maybe it was her rebellion that reminded Damon of his youth. Although Damon had wished for his fathers approval he eventually knew it was never going to happen so he did anything to disdain his father the pleasure of restraining him of what he’d wanted to do ; remembering his father’s disgruntled expression had Damon feel better.
The smirk that framed the structure of his jaw did not lessen as they stood standing off in a tease “I have a greater purpose for you than having you talk my ear off about morals and all that is lollipops and rainbows” his chin lowered and inclined in a taunting expression. In truth, Val wasn’t too bad of company, if anything she revealed splinters of what appeared to be a caring nature around her. Something that’d usually come across as conniving for his own interest and self gaining effect - She was like a magnet for good in him where as he was the opposite, the side of her that was intrigued to dance with the dark side.
Around Valentina, Damon revealed some sense of compassion that flickered in body language. Like the care of her body beneath his, or how protective he became when Carvos wanted to kill her to enact revenge for Damon killing his girlfriend. Somehow, Damon was a regression to the means. It was unknown which way the Salvatore’s scale would tip.
How the effects of her echoed giggles tickled at his senses, leaving him to smirk as his tongue overlapped her earlobe in tension mumbling “You can’t of actually meant showering,” he pulled back with a bored sigh and expression “how boring that’d be” - None the less his body separated between them, raising a brow at her remark “I’m a monster with looks to kill, remember” he winked just as his features shifted into danger. His pupils darkening from their former icy blues to green then all together losing within the void of black. Fangs retracted as his canines popped and his tongue teased over each point of his fang, enjoying the little hitched breath that natural pursed past Val’s lips before all sense of his true nature removed. His eyes narrowed in Val’s direction in curiosity “What are you wanting, Val?” he raised a brow “Despite, I wont be the good guy. Its not me” he could see he could be a shadow of a good man but darkness was his home and around her, he wasn’t living up to the truth of his nature.
well , it was not like it was easy for her to understand damon salvatore either ;
valentina didn’t even know why she was trying , all that she knew was that she felt drawn to him for some very strange reason. it was not exactly normal to be interested in someone that tried to kill you ( twice ) , was it ? but here she was , sleeping with the enemy. literally.
“ oh , really ? ” there was a hint of amusement on her features and she tilted her head to one side while she shrugged. “ enlighten me. what kind of a purpose do you have for me ? ” she was trying to tease him , of course , but she couldn’t deny that she was curious as well. he could seem like a perfect gentleman in one moment and act like a monster in the next. was it wrong that she wanted to know what made him behave like that ?
either way , it was a little too late to pretend that nothing happened and she never claimed that she wasn’t awfully curious. not to mention that she was not willing to take all of the blame. damon started this game - she only decided that she would play along with him.
“ of course i meant actual showering. ” the brunette rolled her matching chocolate brown eyes at him until she was distracted by his fangs and his darkening eyes. yes , the sight caused her breath to hitch , but it was not like she was scared of him. not right now. “ whatever you say... ” she mumbled while she got up on her feet , keeping the silky sheets wrapped around her bare body. “ but i think showering can be a lot of fun - that’s why you would be allowed to join me. still boring ? ”
his question caused her teasing expression to fade and she lowered her eyes for one moment before she shook her head. “ i don’t know , damon. ” she honestly didn’t and it was frustrating. “ but i do know that you don’t have to be the good guy to show some humanity. ” and a tiny tad of that would certainly look good on him.
