Elena woke up. It was still dark in the motel room. Her brother was sleeping in the bed next to her. A door creaked open then closed. It was Damon coming out of the washroom. Elena watched as he unbuttoned his shirt to show his perfect chest and abs. He sat down at the table and poured himself a glass of bourbon. Elena closed her eyes quickly but Damon had already realized she was watching him. He walked up to the bed and laid down next to her. He turned to face her. Their lips inches apart. Their bodies growing closer by the second. Their eyes locked onto the others. Their hands found their way to each other and intertwined. Elena turned her body away from Damon, she tried to resist him. She walked out of the room and stopped at the end of the hallway. Fresh air was what she needed. She couldn't control her thoughts. All she could think about was Damon. Wrapping her hands around him. Kissing him. Having sex with him. All these thoughts were overpowering her conscious. She was with Stefan but even he knew about her history with his brother.
Damon walked out of the room and stopped when he saw Elena. He wasn't sure what to do. He didn't want to screw things up like he did last time. Slowly, he took a step towards her. Then another, then another. The wind blew and made his shirt fall off his body. As if on cue, Elena turned around and saw him. She couldn't resist it any longer. The sexual tension was too much for her. So she gave in. Before Damon could say a word, she ran towards him. She crashed her lips onto Damon's. Kiss after kiss, they became gentler, softer, more passionate. Damon led Elena to his room and shut the door. He ripped her shirt off and carried her to the bed. One by one, clothes fell to the floor. His hands moved down Elena's body while he lips remained kissing hers. The bed creaked as they tossed and turned. Damon pinned Elena on the bed and kissed her lips, cheeks, neck. Elena wrapped her arms around his neck and whispered into his ear. Damon fell beside her and looked into her eyes and smiled.
Elena kissed his lips and turned around. Damon wrapped himself around her and whispered a reply. He took Elena's hands into his and held them. She took their hands and kissed them. Elena took a deep breath and whispered the three words. Three words she was avoiding to say since the day they first kissed. I. Love. You. Minutes went by, which turned to hours as the two fell asleep in each other's arms. They were both happy. Happy they finally got what they wanted. To be with the person they loved.