A light breeze cavorted easily around the brightly lit room. The curtains danced about, letting the sunlight shine with intensity through the open windows. Birds sang happily outside as the peaceful silence of country-living echoed throughout the room. Elena let out a soft sigh as the joints and muscles in her body began to wake up. Her eyes fluttered open and took in the beautiful summer day that reflected around the room. It was only two weeks since Elena and all her friends graduated high school and it already seemed like a lifetime ago. Since becoming a vampire, it seemed her life before that moment was a distant memory and things had been put into a new perspective. She also wasn't a fragile little human anymore. She was strong, independent, and all about living her life, even if she was technically dead.
The thin white sheet that was cast upon her moved easily as she slid off the bed and gently pranced into the closet, picking up a random black shirt off the floor. She buttoned the shirt around her slender body and quietly made her way downstairs. The Salvatore mansion had many rooms that were unattended, a ghostly reminder of how big the house really was. There was nothing but silence as she passed by each unopened door, which oddly felt peaceful. She liked the silence; it allowed her mind to wander. Elena walked by the empty rooms, knowing exactly where she wanted to go and what she wanted to get.
Not five minutes later, Elena arrived back in the bedroom and set a silver platter down at the foot of the bed. She crawled back in bed and propped her face on her hand, starring down at Damon. It was quite adorable how peaceful he looked in his sleep. His eyes were light and carefree, his lips plump and red, probably from activities the night before. Sunlight cast upon his face letting his flawless features almost sparkle. As if he could sense the stare and thoughts forming in her mind, Damon's eyes slowly opened. A lazy smile grew onto his face as his blue orbs pierced Elena.
"Good morning." He said simply. Elena shifted and brought her lips down to his for a soft, quick peck.
"Good morning." Her finger tips found his face, absentmindedly tracing patterns along his cheek and neck. "Sleep okay?" Her eyebrow popped up, a knowing smirk appearing on her face. Damon let out a soft laugh, nodding his head as he brought his lips up to hers.
"Yes, Elena. I slept wonderfully." Damon reached his arm out and with one tug, pulled Elena on top of his body, encasing his arms around her slim figure. He brought his lips back to hers in an eager kiss attempting to deepen it. Elena pushed her hands from his chest, breaking the kiss.
"No, no, no! I brought breakfast. You're distracting me." Elena gave a playful glare and tried the escape the muscular arms that were wrapped around her.
"Elena, I'm not hungry. Well, not that kind of hungry anyways." A wide grin was plastered onto Damon's face as Elena tried to wiggle out of his firm grip.
"Stop!" Elena giggled. "You need blood…as do I. We burned off plenty of calories last night. I need to reenergize!" Damon finally broke the grip and sat up laughing; feeling a need for blood even if that wasn't exactly what would satisfy him at the moment. Elena reached over and brought the silver serving platter onto Damon's lap.
"Breakfast in bed!" Elena proclaimed, grabbing one of the two lone blood bags on the platter and opened it up, handing it over to Damon. Damon took the blood bag from Elena and expertly sucked the bag dry within a minute. He set the empty container down and laid back, resting his arms behind his head as his eyes observed Elena's every action.
"You know, my blood would have suited your needs just fine." Damon said lightly, a playful grin settled on his handsome face. As Elena sipped out the last remaining drops of blood out of the bag, a smirk formed on her lips. They hadn't blood-shared since they were at Mystic Grill, trying to keep any form of blood down in her body. It was hot, she could admit that now. Damon wanted to try it again, but didn't want to push. Elena wasn't against it. It just hadn't come up…until now. She shrugged her shoulders in a casual manor, placing the blood bag next to Damon's, pushing the silver platter off the bed and onto the floor.
"Well…have a taste." Elena stated. Damon's eyes widened, starring at Elena, wondering if she was joking or not. It sure didn't seem like it. Damon sat up a bit straighter, leaning toward her. He took one finger and slowly traced down her arm…stopping at her wrist.
"Elena, sharing blood is a very sensual experience. I won't just 'have a taste.' If I'm going to do this, I'm going to show you how to do it right." Elena's eyes widened. How could he turn her on with a couple simple words…
"Well then, Mr. Salvatore, teach me." In one swift movement, Damon scooped her up and placed her on his lap, facing each other. Damon lightly tugged on Elena's arm and brought her down to his lips. He broke from the kiss and started planting chaste kisses down her cheek, to her neck, all down her arm. He stopped at her wrist and teased his razor sharp incisors to come out. He quickly glanced at Elena and saw her sitting there silently, starring down at him with intensity, but curiosity. Damon directed his attention back to Elena's wrist and finally broke the skin with his teeth. He very slowly started sucking blood out of her wrist, keeping a steady pace as he sucked in. Damon could hear elena's gasp of pleasure as the blood left her body.
This wasn't like last time, Elena quickly thought. It was so much more intense. It was like an unexpected high hit her and an adrenaline rush all at the same time. With each and every pull of blood Damon took, which was painfully slow, it was like a buildup of pleasure. It was like every ounce of blood that was taken from her, went straight down there. She was feeling so aroused and she didn't understand why, but all she wanted was a taste for herself. But this hunger for blood was so much different than usual…it was a need to satisfy him as well.
Damon started picking up the pace with the pulls of blood he took, keeping one hand locked around Elena's arm and the other placed on her naked side. He gently rubbed up and down her side as he let her blood course through his body. Suddenly, Elena took his free arm and bit into his wrist. It shocked him and first, but quickly got over it and felt immediate pleasure from the mutual blood being shared between the two.
This was a much different feeling for Damon as well. He had shared blood with many people. Hell, more than he could count. But the mutual feeling of love between Damon and Elena made this experience so much more pleasurable for him. Elena could feel Damon getting aroused beneath her, a proud smirk fitting her face as she started sucking just a little bit faster. Soft moans escaped both of their mouths multiple times before Damon pulled his fangs from her skin and licked the drops of blood that remained on her wrist. Elena pulled away from his wrist in the same moment and feverously found each other's lips.