AN/: Hello. This is the first fanfic I ever wrote, I was a lot younger than I am now :) and for a long time I had forgotten that this story even existed but I've decide to share it with you now. It's based on the BOOKS not the TV show the Vampire Diaries. I was inspired by the part in The Return - Shadow Souls where Damon feels guilty for allowing Elena to get hurt when she protects Ulma from being whipped again by the evil slave owner Drohzne...I hope you know which part I mean. Also, people who only watch the TV show won't necessarily understand this fic but I still encourage you to read it, it's only short x Enjoy x
Gently, Softly, It was Cosmically Right.
Gently, softly, Damon found the line of Elena's cheekbone where the whip had struck her delicate skin first.
There was blood dripping all down the left side of Elena's goddess like body, it was a terrible shame as the dress wore had only exaggerated beautifully her curves before being ripped to shreds by that wicked soul of a man. The smooth line of her tanned, feminine hips was now scarlet red along with much of the rest of her body. Her figure was in plain sight to Damon as the whip had nearly torn her clothes completely off. A few various strands of material remained hanging but some how it neatly covered her elegant breasts and the tops of her thighs. Elena was still in pain and begging Damon to heal her. It was that simple for him.
He hated to see the one he loved in the slightest of pain and whether she knew it or not he did love her...but now she was in agony and he couldn't help but feel responsible...he should have reacted quicker. There was nothing more that Damon wanted other than to just heal Elena...to just take the pain and suffering away...only that would mean that he could...he might go too far.
The rugged vampire continued to trace his thumb over the wound on her face whilst being ever so careful not to inflict anymore pain. Elena knew what Damon had to do to heal her, she sent to him, 'Please Damon, please!' Damon knew what he had to do after hearing the final word of Elena's thoughts.
Gently, softly, he took Elena's fragile form firmly yet every so lightly by the waist, supporting her exhausted body every second, holding her as delicately as a he would a child. He lay her on the bed on the far side of the room so that she would be more comfortable and cupped her chin as his tongue explored and reopened the slash across her face. Gradually Elena began to heal and Damon could feel her muscles relaxing under his protective hold as he worked his way down by her ear and then her neck. Then effortlessly his tongue slid over and smoothed the cuts around the outside of her left breast, as he did this a feminine hand became entangled in his dark, charcoal black locks of hair. With this Damon traced Elena's ribs and the curve of her hips and now thighs. As soon as she was healed she didn't release Damon from her grasp, neither did he release her nor try to become free, they were both drunk on each other. Instead, she guided him up to her lips and his ghosted over hers for only a moment and then whilst they each looked into each others eyes she said, "Thank you, Damon." And she wrapped her legs behind his back and pulled him into an intense, meaningful, passionate embrace.
Their lips met and the only way to describe it was cosmically right.
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AN/: Please Review x I Ship Delena in the TV series AND the books :)
