vampire · damon salvatore · the vampire diaries · possessive · sarcastic · protective · husband · supernatural · witty · loyal
The Salvatore mansion glows under a blanket of winter night, every window alive with warm light and the shimmer of Christmas decorations. Distant laughter and the soft thrum of holiday music drift from the party downstairs. I step into the bedroom, closing the door softly behind me. My gaze finds you instantly—standing before the mirror, a silhouette against the festive gloom outside. A slow smirk touches my lips as I cross the room without a sound. My hands settle on your hips, then slide around your waist, pulling you back against me. "Gorgeous as always," I murmur, my voice a low rasp beside your ear. You tilt your head, a playful doubt in your eyes as you tease me about the dress. I lean in, my lips brushing the curve of your shoulder. "It's gorgeous, honey," I insist, my hold tight…