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"Well, inventions have certainly improved since 1864" Viktoria says coming out of the bathroom. Her body tilts to the side as she uses the towel to dry her hair. Damon walks out after her with a towel wrapped around his waist.

"You've got a lot of catching up to do" Damon says grinning.

"Well, I believe the first thing is clothes" She tells him. "I don't think walking around in a dust covered, out of date dress is going to be a good idea" She says straightening up.

"I got you some clothes but not much, wasn't sure what exactly you would like now-a-days" He says waltzing into his closet. He pulls out a bra, a pair of panties, skinny jeans and a top.

"This is what people wear?" Viktoria questions raising an eyebrow at him. He nods with a small smirk and a nod. She sighs and looks back at the clothes. She drops the towel and Damon instantly soaks in her body.

She reaches for the panties but Damon pulls her back against his chest. She grins widely and tilts her head for him. He places open mouthed kisses along her neck. Her hand raises up and combs through his damp hair.

"Haven't you had enough?" Viktoria whispers as his grip tightens around her.

"Never" He mutters against her skin. She grins turning in his arms pulling his lips to hers. He picks her up and she wraps her legs around his waist. He lays them on the bed that they haven't left in weeks.

The clothes Viktoria was going to put on are kicked to the floor along with the towel that covered the bottom half of Damon. Tired of Damon being the dominant one Viktoria flips them and pins him against the mattress. She smirks down at him and he grins back at her.

"Be a dear and don't move you hands" She whispers in his ear before pulling at it with her teeth. He sighs as a shiver races down his spine. She smirks and kisses down his neck, down his chest. 

She marks his skin with her blunt teeth. Marking her territory, marking her husband so the world knows that he's hers. She didn't care what he did while she was within the tomb but now that she's here with him she needed to warn off any women. She doesn't share and she doesn't like competition. She doesn't like anybody thinking they even had a chance with her man.

"You're such a tease" He whispers to her. She smirks looking up at him with innocent yet devious eyes. Her hands travel up his sides and back down, her nails graze against his skin.

Slowly, she travels up his body maintaining eye contact with with him. She hovers her head over his, her hair falling to the side of her face. He lifts his hand and tucks the locks behind her ear before brushing his knuckles against his cheek.

She grazes her lips against his, bumps their noses together. Her legs rest on either side of his waist. She lowers her hips and grinds against him. He gasps softly lifting his head to kiss her but she pulls back with a lust filled yet playful look.

"I love you, Damon Salvatore" She whispers to him before crashing their lips together. It's a slow yet passionate kiss. Their lips move together in sync. It as like they were trying to pour their souls into each other. Trying to pour every ounce of love and emotion into the other.

Viktoria rocks her his against him a few more times before lifting up. Their lips part and she rests her hands on his chest. She lifts herself onto her knees before lowering onto him. Her mouth drops slightly releasing a moan. He groans and shoves his head against his pillow. 

"Damon" She whispers to him. "Look at me" She tells him. He opens his eyes and gazes into hers. He sits up and wraps his arms around her, holding her against his chest. 

"I'll never stop" He whispers to her with a small smile. She grins and kisses his forehead. She presses their heads together as she moves against him. He lets her take control, although there's not much he can do to stop her. She's a dominant person and while she didn't mind allowing him to take control eventually there would come a time where she takes the control back.

After taking another shower and spending even more time together Viktoria is finally able to get dressed. She found it strange how fashion has changed. She didn't exactly feel comfortable in the skinny jeans and bra but she knew she was just going to have to get used to it.

"So? How do I look?" Viktoria asks looking at Damon before turning to the mirror. She fidgets with her appearance as Damon comes up behind her.

"You would make anything look beautiful" He flirts kissing her shoulder. She grins relaxing in his arms.

"As much as I would love to continue christening this room like we have been the last few weeks I want to go outside" She tells him turning in his arms. "I want to feel the sun on my skin. I want to see how the world has changed. I want to explore and learn what all I've missed."

"You wish is my command" He grins kissing her cheek. "Come on" He pulls her out of the room and they descend to the main room where Stefan approaches them.

"Finally finished?" He questioned.

"More like a pause" She tells him giving Damon's hand a squeeze. "We're going shopping" She grins.

"Yay!" Damon says sarcastically. She giggles and kisses his cheek.

"Can we talk before you leave?" Stefan asks shifting in his spot. Viktoria frowns her eyebrows but nods.

"There was a woman you may have known a few years back named Isobel in North Carolina at Duke" Stefan told his brother. Damon tenses not liking the fact that Stefan was hinting about his past with women in front of his wife. Viktoria wraps her other hand around his arm .

"You wanna discuss the women in my past right now? Seriously?" Damon said giving his little brother a pointed look.

"You killed her" Stefan deadpanned.

"Well that's good" Viktoria said smiling at her husband. "Saves me time from hunting her down and killing her myself" She says kissing his cheek. Damon smiled and pressed his lips on her forehead. "Why are you interested in a dead woman, Stefan?" Viktoria questioned.

"I just wanna know if you remember anything about her" Stefan said looking at Damon.

"Oh, it's like a needle in a haystack, Stefan" Damon rolls his eyes. Viktoria gives him a look. "A very small haystack, a very insignificant needle" He reassures her. She hums giving him a slow nod. He smiles innocently. The last thing he wanted to do was get on his wife's bad side.

"Well, think hard. It's important" Stefan tells him. Damon rolls his eyes.

"Nothing like that is important, not anymore" He says trying to butter up his wife. "Now if you will excuse me, I have to go buy my wife a new wardrobe"

"Or two" Viktoria adds giving him a wink. "Enjoy your hunt for the dead" She tells Stefan while pulling Damon out of the house. "What is this?" Viktoria asks.

"This is my baby" Damon says releasing her hand to walk up to his car. "1969 Chevy Camaro"

"But... What is it?" She asks circling it.

"It's a car" Damon tells her. She raises an eyebrow at him. "Like a horse and buggy but no horse and a badass buggy" He winks at her. He walks over to the passenger side and opens the door. "Get in" She looks at him but nods. 

He closes the door and climbs into the drivers seat. He reaches over and pulls her seat belt on. Not that she really needed it but he enjoyed the view as he leaned over. 

She raises an eyebrow at him and he winks at her while starting the car. He starts to drive and her eyes widen in amazement. He grins and picks up speed. 

"This is amazing!" She tells him. He grins even wider while driving around town. She asked him questions about various things and he told her everything she wanted to know.

When they got into town she dragged him into every store buying a handful of things. Damon was getting to the point where he thought he would need to make two trips. The car was filling up very quickly. However, the smile on Viktoria's face and the excitement in her eyes made everything worth it.

"Let's get a drink" Viktoria said pulling him towards the Grill.

"Now you're speaking my language" He teases. She winks at him. He opens the door for her. They both enter the establishment and go up to the bar.

"Two bourbon's" Damon ordered. Viktoria looks around Damon and to the man that sits on the other side of him. "Behold the teacher. Don't you have some papers to grade?" He asks the man.

"It's, uh, more fun with a buzz" He replies.

"Well, most things in life are. Sober's depressing" Damon tells him.

"You don't strike me as somebody who gets depressed" He comments.

"Maybe in decade" Damon says smiling at Viktoria.

"Forgive my husband, he seems to have lost his manners in my absence" Viktoria speaks up while slapping Damon's chest. The man practically chokes on his bourbon when she tells him that Damon is her husband. A reaction that amuses Viktoria greatly. "Viktoria Salvatore"

"Alar-" He clears his throat and rubs the back of his neck as he looks at her. Damon narrows his eyes at him. "Alaric Saltzman" 

"Pleasure" Viktoria said while sizing the man up. 

"You have a good afternoon" Alaric nods to her not even bothering to address Damon.

"You as well, Mr. Saltzman" She says giving him a sly wink. He scurries away leaving her with a jealous and annoyed husband. "Harmless flirting, darling, don't worry" She assures him. She grabs his chin and turns him towards her. "It's only you" She whispers before kissing him lightly.

"You're gonna be the death of me" He whispers to her. She winks at him and picks up her bourbon and sips on it.

"Daytime drinking, huh?" Viktoria turns her head to see a woman in uniform.

"A woman deputy? Huh" Viktoria mutters not so quietly. Damon grins at her while the Sheriff gives her a glare.

"Sheriff Elizabeth Forbes," The woman corrects her.

"A Sheriff?" Viktoria says interested. "My, my, how impressive" Liz stares at her not knowing if she should be offended or not.

"And you are?" Liz questions.

"Viktoria Salvatore" She introduces herself while standing up. She leans towards Damon.

"A sister?" Liz asks looking at Damon. Viktoria laughs and rubs Damon's shoulder sensually.

"No, darling, you misunderstand" Viktoria says as Damon wraps his arm around her. "I'm the wife" She tells her.

"Wife?" Liz says slowly while turning her head towards Damon. She raises an eyebrow at him.

"I've been out of country for a while, I've only just returned" Liz slowly nods and clears her throat. "What can we do for you, Sheriff?" Viktoria questions tilting her head.

"Never mind" Liz says about to back away.

"Nonsense" Viktoria says moving in front of Damon. She rests between his legs and against his chest. He encircles his arms around her. "You came here for a reason, don't let my presence delay what you need to do" Liz presses her lips together but slowly nods.

"I was going to ask a favor of Damon," She tells Viktoria.

"Oh? And what was this favor?" Viktoria tilts her head.

"There's a fundraiser here tonight that the Founder's Council is throwing" She informs Viktoria. Damon feels her grab his hands and squeeze tightly. It's the only indicator of her anger and he knew why. "The town's most... eligible bachelors get raffled off for dates,"

"How interesting" Viktoria mutters. "And you were going to ask my husband to be a bachelor?"

"I wasn't aware that he was married" She told her. Viktoria hums and slowly nods.

"How unfortunate" She tells Liz. "I think it's a great idea" Viktoria tells them.

"You do?" Damon asks frowning his eyebrows.

"I do" Viktoria nods. "What better way to show everyone you're taken than to win a date with you"

"You might not win" Liz speaks up. "It's a raffle by chance"

"Well, let's just say I like my chances" Viktoria says winking at her. Liz slowly nods and looks at Damon.

"A room full of women clamoring to win a date with me, sounds tasty" Damon agrees smirking. Viktoria rolls her eyes at him.

"Thank you" Liz smiles at them.

"One thing, can you get information on someone for me? Alaric Saltzman, the history teacher. There's just something a little off about him, and I just wanna make sure that the high school did their homework on this guy" Damon tells her.

"You got it" Liz nods.

"Thanks" Damon smiles at her. Liz nods again before leaving the two of them.

"I hope you understand that if anyone other than me wins a date with you" Viktoria whispers turning towards him. She leans close, her lips brushing against his ear. "They will find themselves without a heart" She warns tugging his ear between her teeth.

Damon moans gripping her hips tightly. She smirks and captures his lips with hers.