holy shit i very much enjoyed writing this and i think i did a fine job with this one too wow i'm so happy with myself lately it makes no sense

there's mentions of death ((not much though, don't worry)) AND SMUT and some bad language and wow this shit has all the good stuff lmaO JUST KIDDING

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Imagine Damon making you a vampire and having intense sex with him later

"I want to be a vampire."

Two years ago, you first said this sentence. Ever since you found that your hometown, Mystic Falls, was full of supernatural beings and the number was only growing, you ached to become one of those superior creatures. You were perfectly aware of the consequences of becoming a vampire, but nonetheless you wanted it. But no one was willing to turn you. No one wanted to ruin you, no one wanted to take your freedom from you and turn you into a monster. And if someone started to feel like doing it, Stefan Salvatore was always there to stop them because you were a sweet girl and he wouldn't watch aside of how you'd turn into one of their kind and later cry about your lost future.

"I want to be a goddamn vampire, damn it."

You repeated your dream quite often, nearly every day and it annoyed everyone to the bit where they tried to compel you - which fascinated you immensely - but you had a lovely little vervain bracelet thanks to Stefan and the compulsion had no effect on you. So no one could make you forget about the somewhat poisonous dream. You loved the thought of being everything a vampire was, and you had asked several bloodsuckers to turn you into one of them but no one agreed. Not even Kol freaking Mikaelson. Not even Damon Salvatore.

"I want to be a fucking vampire! Fuck you all."

Each week, each month, you grew more aggressive and frustrated with how no one would turn you. You had even tried desperate things like hurting yourself so one of your vampire friends had to feed you their blood, and then afterwards attempting suicide to die and come back as a vampire but you never got there. Someone always stopped you. Often it was Stefan, but then he had enough of babysitting you, and put his brother to it. Damon Salvatore kind of liked you, and many feared that he'd turn you eventually but he promised he'd be reasonable and responsible with the precious Y/N. But he knew that you wanted it deeply.

"Could you turn me to a vampire?"

That was the first kind sentence you ever spoke to Damon Salvatore. He only laughed at you, shaking his head, breaking you heart yet again with his response. But in his mind, he was truly considering it -he knew you wanted it. He knew you had considered everything, he knew you had thought of everything, he knew you knew you wouldn't be entirely immortal. He knew you knew everything about being a vampire, and he didn't see why he shouldn't turn you - it was your own decision and he kind of loved the idea of being the one who turns you. The one you're linked to by blood, by death. The one you might even be sired to. He wanted you.

"Please, turn me to a vampire."

With each evening, each moment, you spent with Damon, your relationship deepened and you did your everything to turn his head. His foot was already faltering, threatening to drop him to saying yes, but so far he had done a good job with keeping you as a human, and alive. But somehow, you ended up trying to please him and keep him happy to make him satisfied enough to turn you. You desperately craved the life of a vampire, and it led you to begging for Damon to do it, begging for him to grant you key to the dream you had been having for years now. He loved it, how you were willing to get down on your knees and do your everything for him. But he didn't turn you, not quite yet, and kept himself controlled even though he would have so loved to take advantage of the situation and the state you were in.

"I'll do anything for you if you turn me to a vampire."

Despair was getting to you. You prayed for Damon to do it as he sat in your bedroom, smirking at you as you paced around the room nervously. You knew he was so close to giving up, he wanted to do it for sure. Damon had been looking at you like you were the only thing he could even see for weeks now, maybe even months, and hearing you beg and promise really did something to him. It worked on him, it had an effect and it was going to end up fortunate for you.

"I will turn you to a vampire."

That was what Damon said as he got up from the chair in your room, and walked to you confidently. You had barely opened your mouth to thank him and ask if he was for real, when he had already bit on his wrist and shoved it to your mouth. You were shocked at first, but you eased into the act, and soon you were on Damon's arms, sucking his blood until he was certain you had enough in your system. You had opened your mouth to ask what came next, but he had already placed his hands on your head, and said goodbye to human Y/N before snapping your neck and killing you.

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Dizzy, hazy, uncertain of your whereabouts, you woke up. Dead, yet alive. You opened your heavy eyelids, and the colors of your room began shining brightly in your eyes as you breathed in the mixed scents and listened to the noises around you. It took you a moment to comprehend the situation, but soon you understood that you were now a vampire. All thanks to Damon, who was sitting on the chair in the room, grinning when he saw you awake.

"About time, sweetie. I was getting bored", Damon spoke, his voice like velvet in your ears, soothing you and covering all the other sounds that nearly overwhelmed you. Everything was heightened, and you struggled to keep yourself under control but hearing and seeing Damon helped you. You felt attracted to him, like you needed him, and this was exactly why you got up from the bed and with your new vampire speed, sprinted to him, hitting his chest as you stumbled.

"Woah", you let out, "that's... That's something", causing the Salvatore to laugh. You were a vampire, and it felt so awesome, you just wanted to laugh. You had wanted this for so long, and finally you had it and would always have. Damon showed you a bag of blood, and only then you understood the hunger burning in your chest and throat, craving to be suffocated by the delicious liquid Damon was holding up right in front of your face. You grabbed it, and opened it with your teeth before sucking all of the insides into your mouth and letting it slide down your throat, satisfying your new needs.

You turned to look at Damon, blood circling your mouth. You licked your lips, and dropped the blood bag before giving him a fairly flirtatious look, which made him growl as he walked to you and grabbed you roughly. Your body moved as he twirled you around and held you tightly against his body, his arms around your gorgeous body.

"Fuck, you're so hot", he let out, before diving down for your mouth. Your lips met in a sexy, passionate kiss that easily turned heated. You stumbled onto your bed and you were on your back while Damon climbed on top of you, his lower body meeting yours as he moved against you. You groaned, loving the feeling, and tugged on his dark hair as you continued to hotly make out on your bed.

Damon's hands found your buttoned shirt, and he ripped it apart, showing your upper body that was perfect even with all the flaws you thought were ugly. You were gorgeous, and Damon mentioned it multiple times as he started to kiss down your jaw and neck and to your chest which he revealed after quickly opening you bra and throwing it away. His lips didn't hesitate to wrap themselves around your nipples as his hand sneaked to your lower body and after finding its way underneath your jeans, his thumb started to rub you through your panties. It was clear that he knew how to please a girl and you were all for it.

You caressed Damon's hair while he continued to pleasure you in such magical ways, with such incredible tricks, and moaned out his name in pure bliss. He was amazing, and you made sure he knew that. Instead of letting you come during just the foreplay, his touch left your body until his hands were placed on your cheeks and he engaged in another intense kiss. When the kiss broke, it was your time to undress him. Your time to be the boss, so with your new vampire strength, you flipped you two around, so you sat on Damon's lap now. He was impressed with you, but it was only the beginning.

You took off his shirt and began leaving kisses down his worked body, feeling aroused just at the sight of his abs and pecs and biceps. His muscular body continued to turn you on as you went down to his hips, which was where you stopped. You sat back up and opened his belt, taking it off roughly and teasing him by tracing a line with it on his chest. You continued to undress him from his jeans, and soon, he was in only his boxers, allowing his evident, impressive bulge to rub against you in such a teasing, but satisfying way.

You lowered yourself to his mouth to kiss him again, while he kicked off his underwear, leaving his length pressing against you and your burning thighs, wanting to feel him entirely already. You selfishly pulled away from the kiss, leaving him wanting more but that was exactly what you were going for. After some preparation, you were both more than ready and you didn't waste time with any more teasing. You sat on Damon, moaning when he slid into you, his nails digging into your hips and your hands scratching his chest.

"Fuck", Damon breathed out, "fuck, Y/N. You have no idea how long I've been dreaming of this." You shivered, and after a few rough thrusts, you lowered your mouth to Damon's neck. You could smell his blood, and instantly, your fangs grew out and your eyes changed color. Damon closed his eyes, loving the way you were taking control and taking all the fun out of being a vampire. Your fangs sank into his neck, and you enjoyed every bit of drinking from him. It was intense, and it only got better when he sat up, holding you in his lap and making you go up and down on him so he could drink from you too.

There you were then, him fucking you while his fangs were deep in your neck, and your fangs in his. You drank from each other, and as you let go, panting and moaning you kissed again. You tasted your own blood as your lips messily moved against each other, and to make it only more intense, you wrapped your arms around his neck and pressed your body even more tightly against his while his hips met yours in a perfect pace.

It didn't take long for you both to reach your peaks, and while gasping and screaming each other's names, you came and you felt the pure perfection of vampire sex. It was exhausting, but totally worth it.

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The next day, you and Damon were closer than ever, obviously. You walked around hand in hand, and everyone was shocked to see you so drastically changed but no one was more upset than Stefan. When Damon took you to their house, Stefan waited, angry and sad because he had just lost one of his good friends to the vampire life and to Damon. Having a family and stability was now only a dream for you, out of your reach. Forever.

"You son of a-", Stefan began when he saw his jerk of a brother. He walked to him, and punched him in the face, causing you to gasp as Damon nearly fell onto the floor. "Damon, I swear, I-- Oh my God, you just had to ruin her, didn't you? God, I hate you. Please tell me, how is this good at all?", Stefan insisted, giving Damon a frustrated look as the other Salvatore reached balance and recovered from the blow he got from his brother.

"Well, Y/N is now happy. This is what she wanted, don't you get it? This was her dream, Stefan. So stop being a little bitch and deal with it", Damon spat, and wrapped an arm around you.

"Also, the sex is amazing."