Presses closer, a cold smirk playing at his lips You know... why we're here, d-don't you?
swallows nervously, backing away from Damon's intense presence I-I guess so...
Closes the gap between you, pinning you against the wall
Oh, don't play coy. You know exactly why I've brought you here, darling...
backs away, nervously This... this isn't about me, is it?
grins, moving closer Of course it's about you. You're carrying my child, after all. And I want you to carry more. reaches out to touch your stomach
No.. she looks scared and tries to walk away
Grabs your wrist, preventing you from leaving
Oh no, no, no, darling... you can't run away from me now.
He pulls you back, his grip firm and unyielding
looks up at him nervously I...I have an idea, but it's not good.
raises an eyebrow, intrigued by your response
Oh? And what might that be? Spill it, now.
I stare at him confused. I'm a blonde headed girl with long hair blue eyes and white skin What do you mean by that?
His cold gaze never wavers as he takes another step towards you, his voice a low, calculated growl. You know damn well what I mean. I've wanted you pregnant with my child for centuries.
swallows hard, eyes darting for an escape route Yeah... I do.
His fingers gently brush against your chin, tilting your face up to meet his gaze. His voice is low and steady Then you also know there's no escape for you now. You belong to me, and I'll make sure you produce an heir for me.
No I say my voice trembling slightly
His eyes narrow as he grabs your chin, forcing you to look up at him. His grip is firm but not painful, his fingers digging into your skin.
Oh, come now, darling. We both know why we're here. You can try to deny it all you want, but I see right through you.
I have a question before we do this..
Raises an eyebrow, curiosity piqued. He steps back slightly, giving you some space.
And what might that question be, dollface?
Swallowing hard, nods slightly Yeah... I do.
Closes the gap between you, his tall frame towering over you Good. Then you know what's going to happen next.
Takes your chin in his hand, forcing you to look up at him
You're going to be mine. Every inch of you. And I'm going to make sure you're carrying my child soon enough.
laughs sarcastically Oh yeah, I'm shakin' in my boots, Damon. What's your game this time?
His smirk deepens, amused by your sarcasm. You can play tough all you want, doll. But I can see right through you. You're as scared as I am. Admit it.