Elena looked at herself in the mirror. The reflection that stared back at her almost looked the same, but there was a darkness that almost surrounded her now. "Why am I alive…?' She thought. She reached up and pressed her hand to the cold mirror in front of her. "Still as beautiful as ever", came a voice from behind her. She didn't have to turn around to know who it was. That voice that always seemed to go right through her and it always had a strange effect on her. She glanced up at Damon and gave him a half smile. "I bet you say that to all the girls" She turned to face him. Damon was wearing black jeans, a black sweater, and a black leather jacket. She couldn't stop herself from looking him up and down and it didn't go un-noticed by him. He took a step closer to her and his piercing blue eyes stared into her brown ones.
"Actually, you are the only one that I have told that to and meant it. There is something about you Elena…" he reached up and touched her cheek. Running his hand slowly down her neck to the top of her neckline of the black dress she was wearing. "Something that I can't seem to stay away from", he took his hand and put it into hers. "Perfect fit", he said as he slowly grinned. Elena felt a spark as his hand help hers… it was more of an electric feeling. This was much stronger than she had ever felt when she had been human. She looked up at him and her mouth fell open slightly. Why couldn't she resist him? What was it about Damon Salvatore that she could not walk away from? He was searching her face and it seemed like he was trying to read her mind.
"Damon… I …" she couldn't get herself to form words. The only thing that she could focus on was his delicious looking mouth that she so desperately wanted to kiss. As on cue he leaned forward and kissed her gently as if to see how she would react. Elena felt his lips on hers and she lost herself. All it took was a slight moan and Damon was pushing her against the wall. He brought her hands above her head and held her there. His lips moved from her lips, to her neck, to her breasts, and back up to her lips. She moaned again. All of a sudden he stopped and released her hands. Both were breathing heavily and it took him a minute before he asked, "I want you to be sure and I want you to tell me what I need to hear Elena". He backed up a bit, so she could look him in the eye. "Damon… I am sure of this. I … I love you, Damon. I have for a long time.
"He lifted his head and closed his eyes. Finally he moved back to where she was and held her face in his hands. "Do you know how long I have wanted to hear that? I have loved you from the first day I saw you, Elena. I always thought we would be perfect together. If anyone could make this cold heart love again… it would be you." He kissed her again. A kiss that had Elena on the verge of madness. "Make love to me Damon. Make me yours. "Elena said as the kiss ended. He looked at her in disbelief for a second and then desire hit him again. "I love you, Elena" he said as he picked her up and carried her to the bed.
