Hi! I am back and have a beautiful fluffy Delena babylicious piece for you!
I took a break from writing for most of the summer and a lot of other social media. I treasured the time with my kids home from school and focused on my job and health and now I am back and very eager to keep writing for you amazing DE fans.
I have been hard at work at the Captive of Her Beauty sequel The Bond of Family and gotten lots of plot points figured out and can start working on individual chapters. I will be posting chapter by chapter for Book 4 of the Eternally Blood Bound series as well and need to come up with a title for that. My apologies for how long I have left that one waiting. It was never intentional. Life just got in the way and the time to do both series at the same time just didn't work.
I hope you all enjoyed you summer too and it was all you wanted it to be.
I helped Carol scarlett2112 with a beautiful heart tugging, cry your eyes out piece she wrote and gave her ideas to make it even better and betaed for her so she could surprise her bestie Eva with it for her birthday. It was an honor and pleasure to help her. Check out There She Stands and let her know what you think. I'm reading her reviews so happy to see her faithful readers loving my ideas for her story!
Super special thanks to Carol for her amazing collage for this story. You are the best!
Enjoy more stories with our human Delena and their precious baby. I will add more with other from the show yet later too and still am determined to do a DE human wedding and honeymoon but I'm not sure when yet.
Happy reading!
"Elena? Baby are you coming?" Damon had called softly from the doorway after waiting silently for the last 5 minutes. He was bouncing their little boy in his car seat on his knee as he sat on the front bench hoping to see those handsome little eyes close before they left.
Looking at his son's tiny face all scrunched up, his little fingers holding the soother pressed against his mouth was beautiful to behold. Every time he looked at the little angel that Elena and him had made, he felt this jolt of pure joy in his chest. His human heart swelled up with pride, simply gazing down into the little seat where his son was so desperately trying to catch a very long needed nap.
Baby Stef was on the brink of being overtired again which was never good and Damon knew they might not get another beautiful day like this for awhile with a lot of rain in the forecast. Today was gorgeous, not too hot or cold and a nice breeze that he was sure would be even more cool at the edge of the water. It was the beginning of summer and he wanted to take his wife and their barely 6 months old little boy out to enjoy such a perfect day.
He had wrangled some extra help at the restaurant and was assured over and over by the assistant manager, his friend Troy that everything would be fine till he got back later that day.
Damon tucked the blanket closer to the baby's face and stroked his soft cheek with the pad of his thumb. Stefan was almost out and if they were to have any fun he hoped he would sleep at least most of the way there. If he woke much more now they would probably have to start over with mommy nursing him again and another diaper change and then maybe he would sleep, but who knew for sure.
The soft, soothing music of their baby's favorite song drifted through the air and Damon saw his eyes falling more closed before the light green orbs opened fast again at a small sound from down further in another room that must have startled him. Daddy Damon adjusted the soother quickly so he would settle back down and hopefully not wake up more.
The song was still a winner in getting Stef to sleep. But he wasn't in his daddy's arms right now and being rocked in the car seat was hardly the same as being held against Damon's chest, with his son's head in his hand as they danced around the room at night. However in order to leave for the afternoon, this was the only way.
Damon ran his free hand through his raven hair and almost knocked his sunglasses off his head to go clattering to the floor. He grabbed them and placed them on the table beside the door before daring to peek back in the car seat.
Was this going to work? He mumbled a silent plea under his breath that just this once things would align for them to get out and enjoy the sunshine. He unbuttoned the top few buttons of his crisp white button down shirt, rolled up the long sleeves over his tanned arms and shifted his jean clad long legs to rock the baby with his other leg as he heard more loud sucking coming from the car seat.
Stefan was fighting the sleep but daddy was not giving up that easily. Not with such a bright and sunshiny day out with his two most favorite people in the world just ahead of them, if he could get his son to give in.
He had made plans for his and Elena's birthdays which fell through with baby Stefan having a fever and then teething for the next week and hating it. Damon's heart went out to their tiny son and him trying to get relief from his aching gums on anything he could. He had rocked him more, for hours at night and held the little teethers for the baby to suck on to try to relax. Even Elena nursing him had been rough that week and he seemed to be hitting a growth spurt too and unless Damon was rocking him he wanted his mommy to nurse him constantly.
So their birthdays had come and gone with barely a tender kiss between them in their exhaustion with all that their baby was dealing with.
Once the tooth was out life went back to a more easy going normal and Damon did what he could to make up for the hours he had been away from the restaurant and helped out there as much as he could anytime Elena and his sunshine were asleep. He had started calling him that because of his silky baby soft blonde hair and the nickname stuck and even Elena had started calling Stefan daddy's sunshine too.
After a long day Damon would crawl into their bed and nuzzle in against his gorgeous wife and sleep would claim him instantly till the shrill cries of their son announced another meal was expected later that night.
He had tried again with Mother's Day to surprise his love with a day just them and again invited Caroline to babysit. He planned to take Elena out on a trip down memory lane to all the places that meant something to their love and to show her how much she meant to him, especially knowing his wife was still not feeling in any way beautiful after giving birth and all that her body had been through.
Caroline had taken Stefan from his arms and out the door after Elena had nursed him late that morning and his wife had closed her eyes again as she lay on her side of the bed, curled into the pillow. She was wearing a silky purple nightgown and he stripped off his shirt and jeans to snuggle in and cradle her against his chest. Just for a minute, he thought and then they would pack up and head out to their date.
Damon's heavy blue eyes closed as he inhaled his wife's scent. What was purely his Elena smell was now normally mixed with the odor of breast milk and sweat and all things baby and yet he still was so soothed by her arms around his waist, her head against his beating human heart. Her hair fell in tumbles of brunette locks all down his shoulder and side as he felt her breathing deeper.
A few minutes became hours and he only awoke to the sound of Stefan crying and felt a dampness on his bare chest. Elena jolted awake too and grabbed for a towel nearby to wipe up the milk that had leaked, despite the nursing pads that usually soaked it up.
It was nearly dark outside and he had wondered how long they had slept. As she shifted against him he felt how rock solid her breasts were and he knew she had said she wanted to pump halfway through their date which they had very clearly not left for at all.
Caroline had come in a few minutes later holding their baby, bottle between his chubby fingers as he slurped it up fast, his little legs kicking in the cute overall set she had him in. His sister in law had said she didn't want to disturb them both and had taken Stefan to the park and he napped in the stroller and Auntie Care let the exhausted mommy and daddy catch up on some much needed sleep, thinking they needed that more than a date out.
Damon did admit he felt amazing after hours of uninterrupted sleep curled in against his wife. It had been the best sleep he had had in months and yet there went his plans for their date...again.
After that night he decided to not try to plan anything at least for awhile. They obviously needed the sleep more than anything else and he was glad to see more light in his Lena's brown eyes after such a peaceful day sleeping in his arms. So anytime they had free time he would make sure to ask her if she would just like to sleep while Stefan slept and 9 times out of 10 that was what they did.
Last weekend Elena had made him breakfast in bed for his very first Father's day and had brought their little boy into his daddy's arms with the cutest little onesie on. It said 'I Love My Daddy to the Moon and Back' in bright blue letters on the white diaper shirt showing a moon hanging in a starlit sky.
His sunshine had given him the cutest little smile and made bubbles with his mouth giggling as Damon held him before Elena poked piece of pancake to pop it into her husband's mouth. Damon was in awe of his wife literally feeding him breakfast as she sat in his lap, their son between them, her long legs smooth and bare since she had worn his favorite short and tank PJ set that he loved.
Those lazy mornings in bed with the love of his life and his son were some of the best times of his crazy long life and he treasured them, feeling his heart clench in happiness thinking back. They had managed a few minutes in the shower alone that morning on Father's day with Stefan dozing in the bouncy chair just outside the door too before he woke up crying and ended up sharing the shower with them.
The new father had all but given up on anything more than quickie sex with his brunette beauty. They had tried multiple times for longer intimate times together. A long soak in the tub, shower sex against the wall or even middle of the night when one of them was awake after putting the baby to bed.
But the near zombie parents had opted for the quickest way to make love and get that much needed sleep instead. Damon had even backed off a few weeks longer than the doctor said because it had been painful the first time they had tried again after she was healed up and the last thing he wanted to do was hurt her, ever.
So they had enjoyed sleeping, curled up into each other or the odd quickie but even then Elena had always wanted the lights off and would be under the covers, hiding her body with the blankets. He wished he knew what to do about her insecurity about her body.
Maybe this trip to the beach would help. He had laid out his favorite 2 piece of hers, a bright rich red bikini and hoped she would wear it for him, despite how he knew she felt about herself.
Damon had almost fallen asleep as he had been rocking the car seat on the floor now with his boot. His mind had taken him through so many memories of the last few months as he waited patiently for his son to give in and sleep. He kept the blanket up so the little human baby couldn't see him as he rocked the seat back and forth. He knew if Stefan saw him now, he might fully wake up and they wouldn't leave for sure.
Ocean blue eyes flew open as he felt her palm against his cheek. He moaned at the feeling and leaned into her hand. He loved it when she cradled his face so gently like she was holding a cloud in her tiny hand.
"Mmm, missed you," he mumbled softly, turning to kiss her palm, as his eyes took in her soft smile as she was kneeling in front of him. "I would have helped if there was more to get ready baby..." But Elena put her finger against his parted lips.
She shook her head and nodded to the car seat and the sounds of a very deeply sleeping baby within. "You did, Damon. You got him to sleep and after the morning we had and the night too. You are my hero for that."
His lopsided grin of pride he saw, made her visibly shiver and he ran his one hand slowly up her arm and trailed a lone digit on her skin above her breasts, across the hem of the white cover up she was wearing. His azure eyes were wide and dilated, getting darker by the second as he looked from her own chocolate eyes down to her lips and then at the hitch in her breath his head bent lower. With a low groan Damon placed a kiss against the hollow of her throat. He heard the bags she had carried to the door fall quietly to the tiled floor beside the car seat and his smile widened.
Elena wrapped her arms around his neck, her fingers sinking into the silky strands of his dark hair as he continued to rain tender, light kisses along her collarbone to her bare shoulders as he tugged the fabric down a bit. To his delight he saw she was wearing the red bikini, just hidden by the white, silky long tank style dress.
His lips thrummed against her soft skin and he felt Elena's one hand slide down to grip his shoulder to steady herself in her knelt position.
Damon wanted more...he would never get enough of her...he knew that to the depths of his soul. But lately any and all connection they had had either been when they were half asleep, holding their baby between them or having their angel just wake up from either a sharp burp, dirty diaper or gas. It was always something.
This moment, right now he wanted to claim for them, for her. To show her how much his whole being ached in missing her like this, in his arms.
Damon's arm wrapped around her waist and pulled her up off the floor and into his lap on the bench as he leaned back against the wall behind him. He groaned into her neck as he felt her body nestled so perfectly against his. His hips moved up just slightly, grinding against her as her legs curled to the sides of his thighs.
She was wearing the cutest white cut off shorts under the white dress and his one palm slid up the silky smooth skin of her calf to her thigh before gliding up stealthily under the cover up and over her bottom to knead the bare skin of her hip with his fingers.
Elena whimpered as he crushed his lips to hers, his other hand cradling her head, his fingers buried in her hair to keep her lips on his. She didn't need any sort of pressure from him to stay in his embrace and keep kissing him. Her body was saying she wanted it as much as he did. She tugged harder on his dark hair as her mouth hungrily sought more of his.
They kissed lazily, exploring each other mouths with quiet pants and soft moans. It felt like it had been ages since they took the time to simply feel and soak in the peace they gave each other. Damon could hear her whimpers low in her throat, soft so they didn't wake their son and yet full of need and ache for everything he was doing to her.
Their baby's soft little snores could be heard in the car seat as Damon had stopped rocking it with his foot. He decided to take advantage of this rare moment of calm in their life of crazy and give his full attention to his wife, lifting is gaze to seek out hers.
Elena looked radiant, her face flushed, her lips parted and swollen from his kisses. He could feel her shaky breaths on his face as he gazed deep in her chocolate eyes. He had never seen her more beautiful than in that moment.
She looked older, motherhood fitting her like a glove. She wasn't a teenager anymore or a strong immortal vampire either. But she had grown into such a stunning woman, carrying such strength and vibrant passion from all her losses in her life. What they had all been through had brought out her desire to be a doctor and save people one life at a time and make a difference in her patients' stories, their journeys. All she had faced and overcome shaped her into the most incredible woman that he still could not believe was his and his alone.
He wished he could tell her all he had been thinking in that moment. How consumed he was with her.
When they had met on that lonely dark road so long ago he had wanted her to get everything she wanted in her life. But instead of Elena just getting all she wanted, she became everything he had ever dared to dream could be his too. She was his wife and the mother of his baby. They were a family and nothing meant more to him than that.
Damon stood up with his Elena cradled in his arms and felt her legs wrap tight around his waist as he carried her the few steps from the doorway to place her on the top of the island in their kitchen. Her eyes were wide and liquid as he saw her watching him tug the dress still lower and it slipped down to her waist in a flutter of fabric, exposing her smooth and sexy stomach to his hungry stare. He took in a shaky breath at how beautiful she looked in her silky red bikini top.
Her breasts were fuller now after her pregnancy and despite her repeating how much she didn't like how her body changed, he loved every little thing that had brought about their son. He didn't mind her larger breasts at all, or the milk that she was self conscious about. He could see the nursing pads mostly tucked under the cloth and all it meant to him was how much he loved she could feed their son.
She pulled away slightly as his fingers nearly ghosted down her sides and he felt the rippled skin of her stretch marks, the ribbons of torn skin she had gotten from carrying their baby. He didn't know what to say when she did that, pulled away from him.
He was staring deep in her eyes and bit his bottom lip between his teeth before plunging back in to taste more of her kisses. She opened to him without a word and he pulled her body closer to the edge of the island till she was flush with him despite her previous distance. He wanted her to know how much none of that mattered to him and he loved her even more for all she had been through to give them a baby, to make him a dad. But he didn't know what to say so he instead tried desperately to show her how he felt with his lips and his touch.
Elena whimpered softly and he breathed her name as he felt her fingers glide down his chest and began undoing the last few buttons on his white shirt till it hung open, her fingertips dancing over his heated skin and then tug gently on his jeans. He knew when she pulled him in like that that she wanted him and he lifted his eyes to lock with hers, releasing her bottom lip from between his teeth.
His chest was heaving and he could feel the silkiness of the bikini top rub against his bare chest. Her arms wound around his waist and up his back, till her fingers gripped his shoulders from behind, pressing her whole body to him.
Damon was panting. "Now?" he rasped out, his forehead leaned to hers.
It was bright in their kitchen, sunlight streaming down across her gorgeous body. She wanted him here? In the light? She was okay letting him see her like this...finally?
Elena pressed light kisses along his cheek to his jaw, her hands sliding up his bare chest now. "No, take me back to our bed Damon..." Her eyes looked pleading and yet full of want for him. "I need the dark please. Not here, I'm sorry."
He could see the insecurity in her eyes before they fell from his to stare down behind his shoulder. Again he didn't know what to say, but somehow this needed to be addressed. He could feel the mood plummeting by the second. He wanted her to be happy but he hated her thinking that he saw her any differently than before.
The new dad heard the soft snores in the car seat but he knew Stef should not sleep in there like that. It wasn't safe and if he was taking Elena back to their bedroom he should put his son back in his crib first and then they might not go anywhere.
He started pulling back from her and walked back to the door bending down pick up Stefan to tuck him back in his little crib.
But Elena must have mistook his actions for rejection and he saw her jump off the counter, pull her cover up back over her chest and walk forward to pull the door open beside him. She grabbed up the bags of towels and beach stuff and slung the diaper bag on her shoulder.
"Never mind Damon, lets just go."
His heart sunk as he watched her walk out the door. He was just about to tell her that he wanted nothing more than to throw her back in their bed and spend the day like that as long as their son would let them. But instead he just picked up the seat, scooped up his sunglasses and beige fedora, and followed her out the door in silence.
Damon had never worn hats before but he found as a human he kinda liked it. The days the sun was bright in his eyes he enjoyed the option of being more comfortable in the shade it provided. Elena had picked out this hat and thought it was hot on him and that was good enough for him to keep wearing it any chance he could. He left his shirt open, partly cause he was hoping for some I'm sorry's and making out in the car but also cause it was so damn hot out too.
Snapping Stefan in the back, he was grateful his son didn't wake up before closing the door as quietly as he could. Damon sunk down into the drivers seat before turning his head to his love. She was looking out the window, her hair a curtain between them. He wanted to pull her close and tell her everything he was feeling. He opened his mouth, her name on the tip of his tongue, just as their son made a gurgling noise and started to fuss.
Elena spun in the seats, reaching down and Damon heard the sounds of his son sucking hard on his soother again that must have fallen out of his mouth. He wasn't taking any chances with him waking up now and pulled out onto the street. He saw more people heading into his restaurant as they drove away, smiled and waved at one of the employees as they swept the front walkway.
Once they pulled onto the highway towards the coast Damon turned back to his wife. She was still sitting quietly in her seat, her brown eyes scanning the scenery as they past more shops and malls. He felt the cool air from the open windows ruffle his hair and he slipped his hat on his head. Damon's open shirt flapped in the wind as he saw Elena's hair fanning out behind her as she shook her head. He reached tentatively for her hand as they drove and when his fingers closed over hers he felt her squeeze his. She looked up at him, offering a small smile and he did his eye thing at her, before smiling softly and squeezing her hand again.
"Damon, I'm.." she started and he shushed her.
"It's okay baby. I love you Elena. Never ever doubt that." He looked deep in her eyes as they were stopped at a light. "That will never change. Please believe me."
Damon leaned over and pressed a kiss to her knuckles, pulling her hand up with his. He saw her nod slowly and wished he knew what else she was thinking.
"I know we need to talk Damon. About me...I know," she mumbled, her lips a breath away from his. "I know its getting worse."
He nodded, so grateful to hear that at least she was willing to talk about it finally. He didn't want to push her at all and knew that her hormones were still messing with her a lot and she wasn't herself. At least not the Elena he knew before they found out they were expecting. He was so thankful she hadn't gotten any kind of postpartum depression.
"Okay, beautiful," he soothed her with his velvety voice in the tone he knew she loved and rubbed his nose with hers. "Whenever you are ready...I'm here for you."
Elena let out a deep breath and he just waited for her response. "Just not now..." she whispered, her voice falling to a low and seductive tone that sent a shiver down his spine. "Now I just want to kiss you, Damon, please…"
He felt a satisfied rumble in his throat, tilted his head to hers, already opening his mouth to her. "Then kiss me baby," he moaned and she smiled as she moved in, tugging his sexy bottom lip in her mouth.
"Mmm Elena," he groaned as he felt her fingers running over his bare chest before pulling on the sides of the shirt and tugging him hard till her lips were devouring his.
Damon's eyes wanted to fall closed at the feel of her exploring tongue but he saw the light just change and was scared the driver behind him would honk and then wake their finally sleeping son. So he very...very reluctantly pulled back from her body and drove forward through the intersection.
The heat from her words just hung in the humid air as they drove after how hot the kiss became so fast. He hadn't wanted to pull away at all and would never get enough of her kisses. He debated just pulling over on the side of the road to give her whatever she wanted from him but her lips were curled up in a smile and she pulled her sunglasses down over her eyes. Elena snatched his hat from his head and placed on hers, pulling it down and nestled her body in against his side as he drove, so he took that to mean right now they were good. He slid his sunglasses on too, turning his head and pressed a kiss to her forehead.
They drove for over an hour, past Lincoln Park Zoo and a Nature Museum and saw the sandy shoreline once they followed the road by the water. Elena stayed snuggled against him, still safely in her seat belt, resting her head on his shoulder, her arm around his as they drove in comfortable silence. He loved times like this, just driving...the world whipping by them both, while his girl was nestled in beside him.
Damon finally pulled onto the parking lot of Montarose Beach, nearly an hour an a half from when they had left. He found them a space further away from the shore but in the shade of a few large trees to keep his precious Camero at least a little cooler by the time they got back.
The beach was bustling with activity. Kids squealing, and running, groups of people playing volleyball, another few passed a Frisbee across the sand. Damon saw families huddled up on blankets having snacks, more people building sandcastles and so many people swimming or dunking and floating in the clear blue water.
The sun was peeking out from behind a cloud, yet still offering some shade on the wide expanse of beach as the couple made their way down from the parking lot to the soft sand below. Their son was still sleeping and had been the whole drive over thankfully. The blanket still hiding the sun from his little eyes as his daddy carried him down the boardwalk. Damon would have held Elena's hand too as they walked to find a place to lay in the sand but there was too much to carry down to the beach between the two of them.
They found a secluded spot near the edge of the water and more away from the rowdier people and loud squeals of young toddlers playing. Damon put the car seat down just as Stefan let out a loud cry. He was awake and most likely hungry. Mommy was kneeling down and unbuckling him right away to lift him into her arms. Their son's little fingers clung to Elena's hair as she held him, watching him blink at the bright sunlight.
Damon spread out the large blanket and passed his wife the diaper bag and she quickly changed the squirming baby. She left him in just his swim diaper before pushing down the white cover up, tugging part of her bikini top aside and pulling him to her breast. Elena took Damon's favorite hat off her head and shook her hair back behind her, keeping most of it out of the baby's reach as he noisily enjoyed his lunch.
They had already put the sunscreen on Stef before they left but Damon knew neither of them had applied any back at the loft. He watched his wife adjusting their son and making faces at him as his little eyes were wide and focused on hers as he nursed, a lock of her hair clutched tight in his tiny fist.
Damon unbuttoned his jeans and slipped them down his muscled thighs and cast her a quick glance to see if she was watching him at all. He saw her eyes drift from their baby's to lock on him and he smirked at her as he kicked off his jeans and boots. Sitting down he took off his socks too and let his feet sink into the sand at the edge of the blanket.
He was wearing dark, navy blue board shorts that he knew were her favorite on him and hung really low on his hips. He had seen the look in her eyes when he would saunter all sexy toward her letting them slip lower with each step. Damon had bought them on their honeymoon in Barbados and knew she loved it every time he wore them. She had told him too how much she loved any kind of blue on him and that it made his eyes sparkle. He left the white shirt on but still open, enjoying the cool air on his bare chest.
He saw Elena watching him and he gave her his best 'I'm happy' love look as she smiled at him before shaking his hair back and leaning his face up into the sunshine warming him. It felt perfect to be there with his family.
The clouds faded away, the sun feeling warmer on his skin and he moved back to the bag and scooped up the sun screen. Damon took a few minutes rubbing it all over his chest, stomach, arms and legs, making sure to give his human face and neck a light coating too to keep his skin from the high UV rating of the day. Protecting his skin was sure new to the 179 year old ex vampire, but it was all natural lotion so it was safe for Stef to get in his mouth if that happened too. He held it up to her and she nodded to him while pulling the cover up till it was at her waist again, as she sat their son up to pat his back to burp him.
Damon moved in closer, sitting back down and spread his legs on either side of his wife's and gently swept her hair more to one side. He scooped up his hat from the blanket and tucked her hair in it, to keep it out of the way, before his lips fell to place a soft kiss on the warm skin he uncovered. He heard the softest moan as her head fell back against his shoulder as she lifted Stef to the other shoulder right across from his daddy as she rubbed his back more.
Damon made cute faces at his son as he saw those curious and very new green eyes locked on his as he started to rub the sun screen into the soft skin of Elena's back. They had only started to change from the blue he was born with to the brightest green in the last few weeks. Stef smiled and giggled at his daddy before letting out a big burp. His mommy pulled him back down and he nursed happily again as Damon rubbed lower down her back with the lotion.
He was enjoying touching every inch of skin he could and untied the thin bottom ribbon of red fabric of her bikini top to let it fall open. His wife gasped out, his name falling from her lips in her surprise of likely how daring he was being. They were in public, anyone could see them and that made his exploring hands even more eager for more of her.
A half smirk pulled at his lips at his playfulness. Damon kissed along the side of her neck while his hands still rubbed lower down her back and along the bare skin of her sides with the lotion.
Part of him loved that she was busy and focused on feeding their baby so she couldn't stop him from enjoying her body. He was grinning at her look of shock back at him followed by a scolding raise of her eyebrow. He shot her a sulky look, his lips set in a full on pout before tying the ribbon back up and proceeding to rub lower, moving to her shapely waist and hips.
Damon slipped his lotion slicked hands down beneath the dress pooled at her hips and along the edges of her shorts, rubbing her skin between his fingers, massaging what he knew were tired muscles from how much she held Stef in her arms and the pressure it put on her lower back.
He covered her arms with more lotion and slid his hands to the front of her collarbone and rubbed slowly across her chest, making sure every inch of skin was lightly coated with the sunscreen before moving his hands back up her neck.
She looked to be done feeding their baby and had burped him again, his little sunshine now sitting happily in her lap, his toes kicking the air above the blanket they were on. Elena turned her head back to her husband and he took that moment to rub lotion on her cute little nose and along her cheeks and forehead as she sighed in his arms.
Damon shifted to move to sit in front of her, his long legs still wide spread so his wife and son were in the shade of his lean body. Squeezing more lotion out he rubbed it up and down her long silky smooth legs, his hands molding her skin as he slid them up her thighs and back down.
He could see he was affecting her a lot more than he planned. Who knew sun screen could be so sexy? The raven haired human didn't want to stop touching her, at all... but their little one was starting to try to crawl closer and his little hands gripped his daddy's shorts and pulled to get closer to him.
Damon saw those bright eyes gazing up at him as Stef squirmed and climbed further up his daddy's chest, his little hands gripping the white shirt tight. Damon wiped the last of the lotion on his hands on his bare leg and scooped his son into his arms. The little blonde boy was pointing to the water so close by and making more burbling sounds in his excitement.
Elena took the time he saw to straighten her cover up back over her chest and didn't seem to notice Damon stick out his lip again that he thought she should take it all the way off. He had to somehow get her to believe she was still so beautiful to him. She unbuttoned and slipped the shorts down her legs to kick them off at least and slipped off her sandals.
Then she squirted more lotion on her hands and walked around them to rub it on Damon's back slowly, slipping her hands under his thin shirt. He loved how well she took care of him and their son. He could not imagine life without her. They had hardly spoken the last while but said so much with their eyes on each other. The heat growing between them with each smouldering look leveled at each other.
Elena grabbed the waterproof camera from their bag and snapped a perfect picture of Damon with his handsome son snuggled up on his shoulder right by his head.
"Smile for the camera sweetie," Elena called out and both Damon and their son gave her the sweetest smile for the camera.
"Which sweetie did you mean E-lena?" Damon smirked at her, smiling even wider, his blue eyes sparkling against the water in the background.
Elena beamed back and stuck out her tongue. "I think we both know which sweetie I meant Damon. You two are so cute!" He grinned again, waggling his eyebrows before scrunching up his face in pain as Stefan grabbed hard at a lock of Damon's hair trying to get it into his mouth. The laughs and smiles of the next few pictures were priceless.
Their baby had pulled up and was practically gumming his daddy's cheek and chin in his sloppy wet mouth as he hung onto his hair tight. Damon tossed his sunglasses down in the bag to avoid Stef breaking them and then he stood up and put their little boys toes in the sand for the first time.
Elena was beaming and laughing as she snapped more pictures as Stefan gripped his daddy's fingers tight in his whole hand and his chubby legs took one step and then two with Damon holding him up, his little feet sinking into the soft sand. His tiny toes were getting covered in the small granules and he wiggled them up and down.
"That's it little guy. Hold on tight. You're walking!" Damon cooed to his son, his voice full of pride.
He saw the look of awe on his wife's face as she snapped more pictures. "What's spinning in that pretty little head, baby?" he dared to ask for her thoughts.
She beamed at him, her smile so wide and pure and free. "I'm happy Damon. This, us, right here, the sand between our toes and the sun shining down...is perfect. Thank you for planning this day babe."
He beamed back at her and scooped their son in his arms and strode closer, his bare feet sinking with each step. "You are so welcome. I love you so much Lena," he breathed against her cheek, his head in the shade from his hat still on her head, that only a few tendrils of her hair escaped from to get swept in the wind.
"I love you too Damon," she whispered back to him, her tone just as breathless. Stefan squirmed against his daddy's chest as Damon leaned in to capture her lips in a passionate kiss that he felt left her trembling against him.
They kissed slowly and deeply, enjoying each other, arms slowly intertwining, bodies moving together like music was playing. Their baby lay in their arms between them as their mouths moved hungrily, tasting, aching and sweetly exploring each other like they had been back at the loft before they left. The same heat was growing between them, breaths raspy and bodies trembling.
Elena cried out suddenly as their son had grabbed for the hat and managed to take a few locks mommy's hair in his tiny fist along with it. They both laughed at him trying to climb higher in their arms still holding tight to his daddy's shirt in his other hand. Elena put the hat on Stef's head and it fell forward hiding his cute little smile from them as he giggled again and he lifted it up and Damon played peekaboo with him, each time kissing him on the nose as he found him.
Damon laughed deep in his throat as Stef kept pushing his sandy feet up is dad's bare stomach. "I think my sunshine wants a kiss too. Don't you little man?" Daddy pulled the hat back so that it was centered on his sons little head as their boy pulled up higher between them, his mouth wide open before he sucked his little hand into it.
The two smiling parents kissed him on both cheeks, squishing his little chubby face. He giggled and Elena held up the camera and they did it again, both of them looking in the camera as it clicked as they kissed his cheeks again.
Baby Salvatore turned more and grabbed his daddy's cheeks and smushed his wide open mouth on his lips before giggling again, the hat falling from his head. Damon's eyes were wide with surprise and he tickled his son as Elena snapped that picture too and was smiling so happily at them.
They put him back down on the sand, Damon shrugging out of his shirt and tossing it to their blanket nearby. Stefan crawled away from him, his hands sinking in the sand. He was so full of smiles and baby sounds and pulled himself up to sitting right beside the fedora again and grabbed it between his fingers before letting it go and laughing again. He crawled quickly back toward Damon's wide open arms, his eyes squinting at the bright sun..
Stefan then held his daddy's fingers and toddled across the soft sand toward the water. Elena was walking backwards down the beach, and Stefan was humming and burbling as he chased after her.
"Come to mommy!" Elena was calling him as he walked shakily closer.
His little squeal as his toes first felt the water was high pitched and he jumped a little, splashing the water over his feet, giggling and watching the water rush up and down again. Damon was in awe of the joy on his son's face as well as his wife's as she took more pictures and he nodded to switch and passed their boy to her so he could take the camera.
Elena sat down at the waters edge with their son landing on his swim diaper between her crossed legs. He was laughing and squealing as he hit the water with his little hands and kicked his feet in the sticky sand.
They sat like that, Stefan in mommy's lap as the water rushed over them both and Damon loved the surprised shrieks from her that it was really cold! He laughed and zoomed the camera in closer to her, capturing the beauty of her face; her wide open mouth, the sweet curve of her lips, her brown eyes reflecting so many shades of browns and golds in the sunlight as she laughed as the water rushed back over them.
Their son was loving it and didn't seem cold in the least. He splashed the water with his little hands and shook his head back anytime he got water on his face. Elena leaned in closer, standing their little guy up on his wobbly legs and gave Damon a sweet soft smile as he snapped a picture of both of them their heads together as Stefan grabbed his mommy's hair again.
Damon tossed the camera back on the blanket and helped his wife up from the sand while she cradled their son against her chest. He saw her slip the cover up off, throwing it to the blanket just before they waded in, her husband's strong chest at her back, his arms around her as the water got deeper. Once it was at Stefan's toes just under Elena's chest they stopped and let him kick at it again before wading deeper. Damon slid around in front of them and held Elena in his arms as she held their baby in hers.
The moment was beautiful, the soft waves, the warmth of the sun on their skin, the rush of hunger he felt for her anytime she was in his embrace, the quiet babbling sounds of their son as he was so excited by all the new sensations of the water and the waves against his little body.
Elena's eyes closed and she lay her head on Damon's bare chest as he held them and floated in the ocean. He was careful not to let the waves get too high near his son's face as he treasured their closeness against him. He held his little family like that for a few minutes before hearing more sleepy sounds coming from the his sunshine. Of course all this excitement would be tiring him out.
It felt amazing being there, being human, enjoying the sun and the smell of summer with his family. He brushed a kiss to his wife's hair as he cradled her and his son in his arms.
Perfect didn't even begin to describe it…and the day wasn't nearly over...
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I love being a part of keeping DE alive and giving you the visual of their amazing human life together the best I can. There will be a part 2 to this story yet too posted soon. The time at the beach isn't over yet and maybe just maybe I could give them some alone time too... what do you think?