The Prisoner of Desire

Summary: A simple human girl named Elena falls in love with a wicked, mean, rude but extremely dashing, gorgeous blue-eyed vampire, Damon Salvatore. She never considered such an arrogant, cocky person deserved to be loved. Will she manage to resist his irresistible charms and her deepest, darkest desires? Or she'll give in to her desires? A collection of sweet and romantic Delena short stories, based on the episodes of the TV Show, where every story is just the beginning…where every time is the first time…

Author's Note: These stories are my imagination of what might have happened in those episodes. Most of them are M rated obviously, because Damon wouldn't fit anything less than that and most of them will contain smut and sex scene. I'll be trying to write those stories sweet and romantic. I'll try my best to avoid violence, as a proud citizen of Gandhi's nation I'm pretty much against violence. So here's the rule, one story is completely different from the other and none of these stories are linked. I'll be updating stories and I may even enlarge few of them if demanded to be enlarged.

Episode Reference: This story is based on tvd episode 1x03. Elena writes in her diary that ever since she met Damon Salvatore, Stefan's brother in their boarding house, something odd is happening to her. She thought about him when she didn't wanna think about him, she even dreamed about him. What if Damon reads that her diary and comes to know about her dirty little fantasy?

Chapter 1 [Say, All I Need]

Dear Diary,

Something really weird is happening to me. I woke up the third time from this nightmare. I gave up sleep. Its 4:45 in the morning and I don't think I should close my eyelids anymore only to invite those nightmares in my sleep. I don't know why I'm having this same nightmare on repeat in every couple of hours and each time it's getting more and more intense, more and more vivid. In the first one, I was standing in the living room of Salvatore boarding house, waiting for Stefan. When suddenly Damon appeared out of thin air. "Hello, Princess" he said cocking his head to one side, then in an inhuman speed he pinned me to the wall near the elite fireplace and with a swoop of his head like a falcon on a mouse he kissed me. I woke up with the shock. The next dream was almost the same only more intense. Damon was holding me pinned in the wall so tightly that it was almost painful. He was kissing me like he had been starving years for this. I realized I was kissing him in the equal bruising fever. I can't kiss Damon. True, I'd be blind if I don't admit that Damon is the hottest, the beautiful most person I've ever met. But I can't dream about kissing Damon. I just started a relationship with his brother, Stefan and I don't want our new-found relationship fall apart because my teen little fantasies about his elder brother. Last time I hurt Matt, it took me long enough to get back to normal. I'm not gonna pull that this time… The last dream was scared enough to cause a heart attack. In my dream I was kissing Stefan or at least I though so. I was lying on my back in my bed and Stefan was kissing me, while he positioned himself on top of me. I was kissing him eyes closing and I felt his weight on my body, his erection pressing against my lower belly. Then he parted from my lips. I gazed down and found him kissing my neck, further down south. He was kissing my curve, nibbling it gently. Then when he put my breast in his hot mouth over my white cotton bra and began to suck it, I gasped loudly pulled his hair so that I can gaze into his emerald green eyes, but instead I saw a pair of ocean blue ones, Damon's eyes, dancing in mischief. I shrieked and got up from the bed… Ever since I saw him in their boarding house I can't stop thinking about him…and since he came to our house this evening all my thoughts got magnified. He came uninvited to the dinner party with Caroline. But he made himself home in here; he even helped me in the kitchen. Guhhh…why am I writing about Damon now? Oh God help! My head is all messed up… Later

-Elena

Damon smirked while he turned the next page, which happened to be her last entry… He sat comfortably on the window seat. He'd been coming here for the last two days since he was invited in the house last evening, he really wanted to get into her house to get to know her, watch her sleep. But since he was a vampire, he couldn't get into her house without her invitation, so he had to pretend to be her BFF Caroline's date to be invited in their little dinner party last night. After he got invited in the house, he could come in her house any time he wanted. He had been reading her diary since last night. This girl Elena was the dead ringer of, Katherine, his long lost love. She was the one who turned him into a vampire. But Elena was so much more different from Katherine. She was kind, innocent and selfless. Where as Katherine was just a manipulative, selfish little bitch. But Damon had to know her. He had almost finished her entire journal and he was on her last entry now. It was quite dark in the room. Only the night lamp on the bed stand was shining dimly. It'd have been difficult to read in this low light for any human. But his vampire senses found no difficulty reading the fair handwriting in the dairy. He silently chuckled at the thought of invading her privet thoughts so easily. "Ahhh…you have no idea, Princess, you've given me enough material to annoy you for the rest of your life and my baby brother for at least a century", he murmured quietly not wanting to wake a very peacefully sleeping Elena. He took a quick glance at Elena, sighed and continued reading her diary, the last entry…

Dear Diary,

Again Jeremy came back wasted in booze and drugs tonight. He's sleeping now, but he's probably gonna have a heavy hangover tomorrow morning. I gave him some aspirin though. It's about 12:30. Aunt Jenna went on a date with Logan Fell, she's not home yet, she's probably gonna spend tonight with him and I'm about to go to sleep. But I'm in desperate need to share what happened today. It was a disaster day and an amazing day in an equal measure. I'd quiet cheerleader today. Then something really, really bad happened, our history teacher come football coach Mr. Tanner had accidentally died. The sheriff said it was an animal attack; there have been a lot of animal attacks recently. But I never witnessed any of the dead bodies before tonight. Mr. Tanner looked completely white like a long ago died corpse. Worst of all Bonnie had been predicting the hints for over two days and we only mocked her predictions. No…it wasn't the worst thing that happened today. The worst thing was Damon tried to kiss me tonight. He just looked me in the eye and told me that I wanna kiss him. For a few moments I was so mesmerized in those crystal blue orbs that I actually forgot my instincts not to kiss him. He told me lots of craps about me wanting him. God, he told me all those with so damn confident in his wicked voice that my knees would have buckled any minute and then he was leaning in to kiss me. My heart, my mind was consuming in his blue orbs. Then suddenly a part of my mind screamed in terror that my boyfriend's elder brother is going to kiss me and I'm almost giving in. But I couldn't. I knew Damon had some lame issues with his brother and he was trying to seduce me only to annoy Stefan. I slapped him with all the strength I could manage, because I could never be the part of his game to punish Stefan…I can not believe that I was actually going to let him kiss me. This wasn't my fault. Every single time I look at his ocean blue eyes I think that I'm gonna loose myself in those oceans of blue orbs. He gets to me and I find myself drawn to him, I think about him when I don't wanna think about him, I even dreamed about him and sometimes I even wanna kiss him. Every time he parts his lips…those slightly moist lips…they look so…um… nummy…

Damon's breath immediately hitched… he looked downwards and his hand immediately found his rock hard cock. He glanced over to Elena, she was sleeping wrapping an off-white sheet up to her throat, lips slightly parted. He pouted a little, mumbled, "Well done, Princess", and continued reading…

Ahhh…I'm thinking about him again. Not good, not good…I guess I'm going to have to write down at least five hundred times that Damon Salvatore is my lover's brother. O.M.G. I almost forget to mention the most important thing that happen today…it was may be the only good thing that happened today to me. Guess what! Stefan gave me a necklace today. It's a really beautiful silver chain containing a medium size silver pendant with a tiny ruby stone in the middle of it. It was his first gift for me and I must say his choice in jewelry department is so good, this amazing necklace will go with anything I wear… I've decided I'm gonna wear this with everything from now on. Its late I should probably be sleeping now. But I'm scared too…last night I barely slept. Those nightmares haunted me the entire day. But I'm too exhausted…so good night…

-Elena

Damon closed the diary with a heavy sigh, his breathing was still uneven, but his hard length wasn't throbbing that painfully anymore. Slowly he was getting back to normal. Suddenly it happened, while Damon was inattentively placing the diary on the desk, the diary suddenly slipped along with few other books that were messily placed on the desk. He almost grabbed all of them but her diary fall on the floor. Damon worriedly looked up at her. She stirred in her sleep as she heard a faint voice of the hard cover of the diary hitting the wooden floor. Damon froze right there. Elena twisted a bit, murmured something in annoyance for the disturbance of her sleep. Then she went back to sleep smiling, hugging her dear teddy bear to her chest.

Damon sighed and went to the window, to leave. It was about 2 a.m. and he had a good many things to take care of. First, he needed to go a girl, his midnight snack. Her name was Vicky or something, Damon didn't care whatever it was, he just compelled her to be his human blood-bag for a while. He was supposed to go to her place near midnight; he was already a couple of hours late. He reached for the window to leave …

"Damon…" a faint mumble came from behind him and his heart stopped beating all the sudden, as Elena slightly murmured is name. Damon prepared himself to fly out the window, she'd think that she was hallucinating and she'd go back to sleep again. But Damon gathered his courage and whirled to face her wrath. But instead, he found her lying on her back on the bed…still asleep.

Damon smiled to himself at the thought that she actually was missing about him. He had compelled her to dream about him last night. She woke up few times shrieking which he had enjoyed immensely. However, he could no longer influence her dream as she was wearing the vervain necklace, which his brother gave to her earlier tonight. It caused pain for a vampire to influence someone wearing vervain stuff. He eagerly wanted to peep into her dream to see what his metaphor, which he wasn't controlling, was doing to her in her dream. Even if it'd cause a painful headache to him, he desperately wanted to watch what she was dreaming about him voluntarily. But then he really needed to leave now. He had to leave, feed and return to home before Stefan woke up, so that he'd not suspect anything. But then he was really surprised by a sound that felt like a moan to his ears. He walked a few steps towards her and saw that she was turning her head side to side…He frowned at her and came a bit closer to her. He thought may be his metaphor version was causing her pain…

When Damon finally stood a few couple of feet away from her, he narrowed his eyes to look better and his jaw touched the floor at the sight in front of him. Elena was lying on her bed, legs spread widely apart. He could easily see her manipulating her sex over the thin layer of fabric that was covering her up to throat. It took him a tenth fraction of a second to grow hard as steel instantly. He came towards her as if he had been compelled to come near her. He watched her moaning got louder and louder and she began to rub her clit faster and faster. His cock was throbbing in his jeans so painfully that he thought it might explode any time. He inhaled heavily the heavenly smell of her arousal. His mind was totally conflicted whether to get inside her head and watch she was dreaming about him or to watch her and wait until her dream reached her oblivion. He even considered prying her necklace off and quickly access to her head. But he was conflicted that she'd never gonna believe that she was dreaming about him voluntarily. But when Elena began to alternate screaming his name and curses, he lost all the control that was left in him.

"Fuck, Elena" he lean in closer and he placed a hand on her cheek, supporting his weight on his other hand. She was so lost in her own pleasure that she couldn't even realize that Damon was practically hovering over her. As soon as his knuckles touched her cheek, a surge of pain hit his head hard. He growled in pain but it was quickly removed by the pleasure of sight in front of his eyes as he accessed to her mind shortly.

Suddenly, Damon felt his body was drifting away, after a few moments of pain he found himself in the same room. He was standing near the window and his eyes shot out a very naked Elena in front of him, while his duplicate version was lying underneath her on her bed on his back. She was straddling a metaphorical version of him. Her breast was bouncing in front of her. The metaphor Damon was palming her hips with both his hands and ramming her up and down his cock. He started walking towards them. He could tell from the distance that she was close to her climax, the metaphor Damon and Elena both were, while he was standing alone, there with a painfully throbbing cock inside his jeans.

Damon could no longer bear the scene in front of him. He didn't loose any second thought… he just rushed towards them and poked Elena on her shoulder. She turned to look at him confused. "Hot dream", he said cocking his head to one side and eyeing her for a moment, letting his eyes linger on her exposed breast longer than it should have. His lips curved into a deathly dangerous smirk.

Elena was so shocked that she slowed down her pace to almost ground zero. She turned to look at the Damon, who was lying underneath her and whirled back to original Damon, who was now smiling his trademark 250 kilo-watt brilliant smile at her… and she began to shriek at her toppest pitch.

Elena opened her eyes gasping for air and her eyes immediately found what she already anticipated and dreaded… a pair of piercing ocean blue eyes hovering over hers…

"DAMON, what're you doing here?" she shouted slapping him hard across his face and kicking him out of the bed at the same time. She really caught him off guard. He was standing near the bed rubbing his cheek with his thumb. Even in this low light, she didn't miss a dark bead at the corner of his lips. With a swift motion of his tongue, he neatly licked the drop of blood.

"Wow…Twice a day" Damon murmured something that was barely audible… "You've no idea. How many times I've gotten slapped in my poor life, Princess. But this is the first time I got slapped two times by one single girl within less than five hours." he said jolting his lips in a pout.

"Don't call me that. I. Am. Not. Your. Princess", Elena broke each word of the sentence through her clenched teeth and went on "…and answer me, Damon. Why are you here?" She was now hissing like a venomous snake.

"Easy, Kitty…I'm not here to murder you", said Damon with his signature sarcasms in his voice…

"WHY ARE YOU HERE?" Elena shouted in a voice the whole area would have been shaking like earthquake.

Within a heartbeat, in a supernatural speed, Damon climbed the bed, positioning himself hovering over her causing her to try to back away only to get her head hit against the wooden bed frame hard. She gasped in pain. But she could no longer feel the pain as she found her soul being pierced by a pair of razor sharp steel blue eyes. At this moment, their lips were only a few centimeters away from each other. "I'm here because you wanted me to be here, Elena", said Damon in a husky voice, his darkening blue eyes never leaving her chocolate ones. She could feel his hot breath on her lips, she could feel his silk hair brushing her forehead, and she could feel the body melting spicy woodsy smell evolving around her. She could fell her belly quiver, she could fell goose bumps appearing on her skin under the thin layer of fabric. She didn't know who to thank for that, the cold air or Damon Salvatore though. She found herself drowning to those fathomless blue eyes.

Elena shook her head, as she realized that she was staring… "What do you mean?" Elena asked trembling.

"Oh… I think you know exactly what I mean", he whispered to her ear, his hot breath tickling the sensitive skin on her neck, causing to appear goose bumps all over her body and this time she was sure as hell what had caused it.

"I don't know what're you talkin about", she still said in denial shoving in his chest lightly so that it wouldn't hurt but it'd cause him to get off the bed.

God! I love it when you blush…thought Damon. " Oh Yeah… 're you sure about that?" Damon said while reaching for the diary he placed on the desk earlier… "But this…" he pulls out the diary and starts to open the page of her last entry… "…this says otherwise, Elena…"

"Is that my journal?" Elena rushed out of the bed to snatch the dairy away from Damon. But Damon put it over their head and after a few minutes of vain efforts of hopping spontaneously to get to her diary, she finally gave up and went to sit back on the bed…

As she walked back towards the bed Damon eyed her pretty ass thoroughly over her short pj pants. As soon as she tiredly sat on the bed her legs hanging over the edge, Damon let out an unnecessary sigh and started reading her journal… "It says…I get to you, you find yourself drawn to me, you think about me when you don't wanna think about me, you even dreamed about me…and sometimes you wanna kiss me…" he said with a wicked cocky grin on his lips.

Elena never felt so embarrassed in her life ever before. She quickly covered her blushing crimson face in both her palms and waited for his next weapon to hit her…

Damon was gazing at her as if she was the prettiest thing he had ever seen. Watching her turning crimson was one of the best sights he had seen in his way too long life. Damon watched her thoroughly biting his lower lip. Her whole body was turning into a delicious shade of pink.

Elena peeped through her fingers and found Damon ogling her. Seeing her peeping through her fingers Damon chuckled and continued, "Oh… would you look at that… you find my lips um…nummy…" Elena closed the gaps in between her fingers and hid her face completely in between them. Her breathe hitched as she felt his presence in between her legs. Her hands were being gently removed from her face and her eyes were forced to meet mischievous blue eyes... "Really, Elena… you really think my lips are nummy?" he said mischievously … Elena wanted cover her face again and hid behind her palm forever. But her hands were locked in an iron grip on the bed by both her sides.

Damon was so close to her that she couldn't even turn her face fearing that her cheek or her neck would accidentally brush with his lips and every time she tried to back away Damon leaned in more close, so that he was almost hovering over her. She couldn't move anymore. So she was forced to look at him…Damon puckered his lips and said smoldering, "Wanna taste them?"

"No", Elena said in a bare whisper after staring at his lips for a very long time. She turned her eyes away from his gaze. Damon freed one of her hand and cupped her chin with his free hand, forcing her to meet his gaze and said huskily, "You want me."

"No"…Elena said shoving her free hand on his chest, causing him to back away a bit…

"Ufff… Why not ?"

"Because… I want a lot of people, it doesn't mean that I can have them…," she snapped. As she saw his face brooding at her 'wanting a lot of people' comment, she corrected her statement, "…like I want Brad Pitt…doesn't mean that…"

Damon broke into a heartily laugh at the relief of her teen little fantasy over the filmstars and said, "But Brad Pitt's not here to satisfy you, Princess."

Elena shivered as the image of him satisfying her hit her head…But she really needed to remember who Damon was and what he wanted, Damon only wanted to have her to punish Stefan and nothing else.

"I don't know…I don't think it's a good idea, Damon. I know you've some issues with your brother, I don't know what they are and I know you wanna punish him for something else. But I'm not playing your game. I'm not any…" before she could finish, hurriedly grabbed one of her hand and placed it firmly on his erection that was making a tent on the jeans he wore and said harshly, "Do you think that… this is because of Stefan?" he observed Elena shivering at the contact. But then when Elena struggled to remove her hand, he squeezed her hand over his rock hard length hard, groaning and released her hand.

Elena didn't remove her hand the exact same moment Damon had released her. She felt her belly quiver in anticipation. But as soon as she heard him moan her name in a needy whisper she immediately took her hand off his erection and spoke softly, "…you know Damon. I don't really think that…you want anything from me other than punishing your... Damon, what're you doin?" she asked as she saw him unzipping his jeans.

"Showing you what I want…" and his erection proudly broke free from his jeans. Her mouth shaped a big O in shock…Damon glanced at his cock for a moment before lifting his gaze to her and saw her practically drooling over his impossible length. "What do you think?" he asked her smirking.

With a lots of efforts she was finally able to took her eyes of his manhood and looked at his mesmerizing blue eyes, she said breathless, "…um…I… This is because of me?"

"Mmm…hmmm…" mumbled Damon, though he was not quite sure she listened as she was giving all her attention to throbbing erection.

Elena gasped as she saw his cock twitch. She felt Niagara Falls streaming in between her legs. She felt an uncontrollable ache to be filled by him…

Damon leaned in and slowly locked his lips with hers. He deepened the kiss as he never felt her resistance. Their innocent gentle kiss became more and more intense with every passing moment. They were kissing each other hungrily, nipping at each other's lips, their tongue battling for dominance. Elena gasped needing air, being a vampire air wasn't that necessary to Damon, so he took it as an advantage to dip his tongue into her mouth. While Damon's expert tongue was exploring her mouth, he pressed her to fall backwards on the bed. Elena was clutching on his shoulder so hard that it caused him fall over her, pressing his manhood on the damp fabric of her pjs.

In a feverish pace, Damon parted his lips from hers and attacked the delicate skin on her neck, her collarbone, on the rise of her breast over the blue lace of the camisole she was wearing, his hands finding his way down south, slipping under the elastic waistband of her pj. He moaned her name finding that she wasn't wearing any panties. As soon as he touched her clit, she jerked in pleasure… "Damon…Don't", her whisper was meant to prevent him from what he was doing, but instead it sounded like an invitation to him to carry on.

Damon glanced up at her without drawing his hand out of her pjs. She bit her bottom lip…he was loosing patience, it was hard enough for him to suppress the urge of taking her hard there and then… "What? You don't want it?" he asked suppressing the anger in his voice… "Yes… I mean no...Uhhh…It's just…" she mumbled biting her bottom lips, twisting his hair with her fingers, " It's just...I haven't done it before…" she said breathless, turning into a rich shade of peach pink.

Damon just stared at her with his mouth dropped open before beginning to attack her lips, her face, her neck, her curve with thousands of sweet kisses… "My…my…my…Elena…" he moaned sucking and nipping at her earlobe. "Oh…Damon…", Elena started to unbutton his shirt, while he got off the bed and unbuttoned his shirt fast and threw it away, revealing his perfect abs, his chiseled chest and a slight trail of hair on his lower abdomen that leaded to... Her palm twitched in an anticipation to touch his body. She got up on her knees on the edge of the bed and started kissing him on the lips, while her hands roam all over his body, exploring every glorious inches of him. He unbuckled his black jeans and kicked it off. Elena parted from his lips to admire the perfection in front of her, as he wasn't wearing any underwear, he just stood there gloriously like a Greek God.

Elena didn't get enough time to admire his perfection as Damon attacked her with his mouth and hands, causing her to fall hard on the bed. In an inhuman speed, Damon pulled the dark blue camisole over her head and threw it away. Damon gazed at her for a moment. Elena never saw this hunger in anyone's eyes ever before as Damon feasted on her hardened peaks with his eyes before putting one in his hot mouth and pawing at the other one. She cried out at the mixture of pleasure and pain as Damon sucked her breast hard, his hand massaging her other one roughly. Her back arched pushing herself further in his mouth and hands. He got up, his lips capturing hers. She broke the kiss suddenly as she heard a ripping sound. Damon smirked pulling out the shattered pieces of her pjs in between their bodies. He captured her lips again in a bruising way and pushed his lower body against her, urging her to open her legs. When she didn't , he bit down her bottom lips hard and said in her mouth, "Fuck! Elena, open your legs…NOW." She did as she was told, but it probably wasn't enough for him. He pressed both his hands on her thighs to spread them further open and rubbed his erection over her sex a few times, feeling her wetness through his throbbing hot skin. To double check, he dipped his finger in her. God…she was so wet so ready for him…He pulled his finger out and put it in his mouth… "You taste like heaven, Elena." He wanted to taste her, but now was not the time, he was in desperate need to get inside her. Damon took his throbbing dick in his hand, while supporting his body weight with the hand and brushed the head of his cock on her clit. "Damon…" she moaned eyes closing in ecstasy.

"Elena…do you want me?" asked Damon huskily…

"Mmm…" she moaned.

"Do. You. Want. Me?" Damon placed butterfly kisses all over her shoulder, her neck, her curve in between each word…

"Yes…" she said in a needy moan.

"Say it…" her eyes snapped open hearing his demand… "Say it…" he ordered more intensely.

"I want you, Damon", said Elena.

"Good…" there was a smile of self-satisfaction in his lips… "Now…Beg…"

"What?" she asked frowning in disbelieve.

"You're going to have to beg me for it, Elena…"he said with a cocky grin on his lips.

"No…" she protested whimpering underneath him. Oh Elena Gilbert, I know you've probably never begged for anything in your entire life…But you have absolutely no idea, how persistent I can be… Damon thought brushing his rock hard length over her entrance a few times in a torturous manner. Each time she arched her hips towards him in need to be filled by him. She wrapped her legs around him, trying to pull him deep within her.

"Not yet, Kitty" he placed himself like a statue supporting on his hands, so that she couldn't pull him down to her, "Beg me for it" his mocking smirk was replaced by stone hardness in his face. She even tried to grab his length and push it into her. But he grabbed both her hands pinning them over her head with left hand and demanded, "Beg." She shook her head side to side in denial. Damon smiled and started teasing her clit with his other hand…This wasn't enough…

"I want you, Damon…Please, take me, fuck me…do what ever you please… I'm begging you Damon", she finally gave up to his arrogance…

Damon kissed her passionately cupping her cheeks in both his palm and said, "Thank you. Now, I'm gonna show you heaven." With this, he pushed his cock in her gently letting her walls stretch around him. He tore through her hymen, taking her purity. She cried aloud as a sharp pain hit her lower abdomen and fisted the bed sheet over her head until she heard a ripping sound of fabric. Damon inhaled the heavy smell of her blood overlapping every other smell in the room. But he had to keep control over his vampire instincts tonight, last thing he wanted to do was to scare her to faint or make her scream in terror. He couldn't compel her now, cause he still didn't pry that necklace away fearing that it might remind her something about Stefan and she'd prevent him from doing anything further…

After a few minutes waiting for her to get used to his length, he started moving gently in and out. Elena began to moan with his every thrust… She put her hands on his shoulder moving in the same rhythm he had set to satisfy both themselves without hurting her. But he wasn't satisfied with the idea of just satisfying her, he wanted to make her scream his name, he wanted her to do the same to him… but he didn't dare hurt her by taking her even in a slow vampire speed.

But when, Elena urged him to go harder and faster, he knew that she was not satisfied with their gentle pace too…and he couldn't leave her unsatisfied either… he grabbed the headboard of her bed and started moving faster, harder, deeper inside her. He angled his hips so that with each thrust he hit the sweet spot inside her. Her walls clutching him so tight that he thought he was going to explode anytime soon. He knew she was close too. So he moved his left hand in between their bodies and started rubbing his clit, while his other hand was clawing at her breast. She screamed his name over and over again, as he pounded in her in an inhuman pace.

"Come for me, Elena…" he said harshly grabbing her ass in both his hands, moving her forcefully to meet his thrust. "My God…Damon…" After a few more feverish thrusts, she came to her oblivion screaming his name, milking his cock, digging her fingernails deep on his back… "Elena…" he groaned as she sent him over the edge too…he came with her, emptying himself in her, fisting her ass. His exhausted body fell on top of her. He could feel her body boneless underneath him too…

After a few moment of bliss, as their body and mind came down from the high, the sweat drops began to dry Damon propelled himself on his elbow and kissed her lips… "I was in the seventh heaven, Princess", he said while tucking the hair strands, which were struck with sweat on her forehead, behind her ear and rolled himself to lay besides her on the bed placing an arm around her body. She shifted herself to him and said, "Me too…"snuggling her nose on his chest. Damon felt happy as she no longer protested the nickname he called her. He placed a kiss on her forehead, pulled the cover over themselves, and sighed, "You're gonna need a new cover though…" he said examining the blood spot and the part she tore earlier while he entered her…

Elena was fast asleep in his arms. Damon felt his eyes closing too…it was about dawn outside and had to return to his home before his brother woke up…but wait I don't have to even pretend to care about my brother and his stupid suspection anymore. Damon glanced at the peaceful figure in his arms… She was the one who slapped him twice within five hours not to long ago…she was the one who told him that she wanted nothing to do with him earlier tonight…

Damon chuckled as he remembered their bitter conversation earlier…

"You want me…"

"…and right now you wanna kiss me…"

***SLAP***

"What the hell? I don't what game you're trying to play with Stefan I don't wanna be any part of it… I want nothing to do with you, Damon", Elena said the 'nothing' word with such a great force that it hit him harder than the slap…

You want me, Elena. You want to do everything with me… the things you just don't wanna admit. But in the end you're not only going to admit it, you're going to have to beg me for it…Damon had thought twisting his jaw and rubbing his thumb on his aching chin… I will make you beg, Princess…

Author's Note: I'm really chicken when it comes to write smut. But what do I do, every time I see Damon, I can't stop being smutty ;) I hope you like it…right now I've gotten a plan to write the next story based on tvd 1x06… But I don't know how long would that take. Please don't be mad at me if updates delay a bit, because my exams are approaching… and most important of all don't forget to review, because if you don't then I won't be able to know your thoughts and I won't know if I need some improvements or not. So compliment me or insult me please don't forget to review me…