I turned slightly away from him, not wanting him to see the pain on my face. He reached out and grabbed my arm, pressing it to his chest. He held it there with both hands, as if he wanted me to feel the beat of his still heart. I could feel the smooth muscle and my heart was beating out of my chest at the contact.
His hands were warm, soft, not cold and hard like Stefan's had been. Something about it felt right.
"What are you doing?" I had somehow managed to question him, thought I wanted nothing more than for him to keep his hand there.
"Feel that? That's the sternum, solid plate of bone." He spoke clearly, his velvet voice washing over me.
I felt myself spinning round, and I found myself in his embrace. One hand grasping my wrist and the other slipping down my ribs. I shivered involuntary as his hand travelled down my side. I leant back slightly, lolling my head against his; my cheek against his.
"Then right here, just below the ribcage." His voice was soft in my ear and I pressed myself closer to him. He slid his hand inside my top to lie flat against my side. "Next to the spine."
He paused, his mouth so close to my ear I could feel his breath.
"That's your way to a vampire's heart." My heart sped up at his words, grasping at the double meaning. His hand withdrew from my skin and it felt cold without his touch. "I'll do whatever you need me to do, Elena." I was still in his arms, leaning into his touch, savouring his voice.
He stepped back and I turned round to face him.
"No one's gonna hurt you." I knew he meant it, no one would hurt me. Not with him around. I dragged my eyes from his lips to meet his piercing blue eyes. I moved closer to him without realising what I was doing.
"Especially not my brother." I looked at him and his gorgeous eyes before trailing my eyes down his body, hesitating on his lips.
I leaned closer, my lips inches away from him.
"I know." I said those two words so softly and full of meaning that he understood. He placed one hand around my neck and the other against my side. His forehead pressed against mine. His icy eyes, filled with so much warmth it shocked me.
I looked up and pressed a soft kiss to his lips. When my eyes opened he was staring at me with such intensity I was almost set alight. He pulled my closer to him, his lips centimetres away form his, his eyes willing me to make the first move.
I crushed my lips to his as my arms wound up around his neck into his hair, holding him closer to me. His tongue traced my bottom lip then he bit it. I moaned and deepened the kiss.
He backed me into the wall and pinned one arm above my head. His lips moved form my lips to my face; to my neck and back to my lips again. He went to break away and place kissed along my jaw but my grip on his hair held him firm.
Our passion was making my head spin, he was what I wanted. He was what I needed. Stefan was safe and gentle but Damon...
Damon was passionate and adventurous. He was all consuming. He was dangerous. He was exactly who I wanted him to be.
He broke his lips away from mine and stared into my eyes. I was breathing heavily and begging to be back crushed against his body.
"I was wrong." I looked at him in confusion, his blue eyes darkened with lust. He pressed his lips against mine.
He murmured against my lips "That's your way to a vampire's heart."
A/N: Just a short one shot that was prompted by me re-weatching TVD for the millionth time. You liiiiiike?