So, I decided to give this another go :) There will be at least another chapter for sure as I started writing it already, only my life is kinda hectic at the mo so I don`t know when I`ll update it. My multichapter will be updated soon, I promise.

I wanted to say thanks to those of you who left me a review and all the subscriptions and favourites I got. To the anonymous reviewer who suggested I should take a beta- I know I should but my lovely beta ( she does C&R for me) is also busy at the moment and I don`t really plan for this to be too long. Another thing- I don`t know if some of you who read my stuff know, but English is my second language (I am Bulgarian). I am aware that this is no excuse for someone who attempts to write in English, but c`mon guys, don`t be too hard on me, I am doing my best in here...Forgive me,please?

Anyways, wake up to morning bonding, Delena style...

As usual, I own nothing but love to read reviews and thoughts...let me know if you like this...

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I wake up to the soft and velvety touch of a rose petal against my cheek.

A touch, so light, I can barely feel it, yet it sends electric sparks all over my body.

My mind starts slowly to rouse from the layers of my slumber and somehow, I know that my rose petal is not a rose at all. It is someone`s lips touching me so gently.

A light brush against my lips, nothing more than a whisper, but it makes me smile as I nuzzle myself into the chest of the one, touching me. My face comes into contact with bare skin and I marvel at how soft and silky his skin feels, with not a single hair to disturb the smooth surface of his chest.

I inhale deeply his scent; it bears the clean smell of soap and a hint of musk in itself, making it comfortingly familiar and sweet, yet so masculine. Something about the way he smells reminds me of warm, sunny days and rivers and makes me feel strangely tranquil and elated, because it feels like home.

It feels as a place I belong to, right here and right now.

I am aware of a hand, caressing my cheek with tender, loving strokes and I hear a sigh somewhere close to my ear which makes me shiver. The hand continues its quest over my body, sneaking under the covers and palming my breasts as my nipples react involuntarily and grow harder under his touch.

I am very much awake by now and when I finally open my eyes, I am met by piercing blue, watching me intently with silent laugh in itself.

His lips curve in a smile, so different from his eternal smirk and his eyes light up as they linger on mine.

I smile in response as he leans to place a chaste kiss on my mouth, whilst his thumb continues massaging my sensitive nipple. I can feel my heartbeat accelerating as his hand travels further down to my belly and reaches my thighs, teasing my bare skin with slow, circular motions. I start to whimper as I feel the need building up inside me and the blood in my veins starting to boil slowly.

He pulls my body closer, his hands anchoring me to himself and I feel his steel erection pressed to my belly as I plaster myself to him, my breasts seeking the warmth of his skin on mine.

His mouth finds mine once again and I part my lips in response, allowing him entrance. He takes his time to explore my mouth thoroughly and I moan soft, little whimpers as his tongue swirls and plays with mine. His scorching lips burn me as he deepens the kiss and I hear a low growl, building up at the back of his throat.

His hands move to my hips and shift my body so I can straddle him and a moan escapes me when I feel his hardness between my legs. My heart beats like mad in my chest and my breathing becomes shallow as I come into full contact with his skin, my breasts painfully aroused as they touch his chest.

My hair falls in a heavy curtain that encases us and hides our faces from the rest of the world and leaves room for nothing else but us.

My whole world is narrowed down to the eyes of the man beneath me and his lips, kissing me so gently.

His hands cup my ass tightly as he starts gently rocking my hips, his shaft rubbing at my slick core and he purrs appreciatively when he feels how wet I am. I trail a wet kiss along his jaw and nibble at his neck as he slides one hand in between my bottom cheeks and gently rubs my entrance, causing me stir impatiently against his hand.

"Christ," he groans in my ear as I continue to grind myself against him, making him slick with my own juices and prolonging the sweet torture for both of us.

My eyes find his and our gazes lock; once again, I am drowning in the bottomless blue ocean of his eyes and there is no escape for me. I am completely drunk in this moment, intoxicated by the taste of him and I wouldn`t trade the liquor of his lips for anything in this world.

I can feel the fire trace he leaves on my skin everywhere he touches as his hands stroke my back and travel all the way to the back of my head, where his fingers tangle in my hair.

I draw in a sharp breath as I feel him sliding a finger into my throbbing core and my hips start rocking harder against his hand. One finger is replaced by two and I am gasping in his lips, my whole body aching with need for more.

"Damon," the name falls from my lips in a broken whisper, "Please..."

"Please what?" he drawls lazily against my lips.

"I need you," I sigh heavily as his fingers continue to tease me.

"Fuck Elena, you're so wet," his words come out in a hiss.

"I want...please" I beg as I slip my hand between our bodies in attempt to guide him inside me but he yanks it off.

"Patience," he tells me as he shifts my body with his speed and I find myself pinned underneath him, "I wanna taste you first."

He starts kissing his way down until his mouth reaches the juncture of my thighs and a loud cry escapes me when I feel the first swipe of his tongue.

His mouth devours me, licking and sucking and I moan loudly as my whole body ignites with fire and starts shaking uncontrollably with need for more. He slips two fingers inside me and starts pumping whilst his tongue licks me back and forth and I start to come undone around his fingers, the thick juices of my orgasm drenching them.

I scream his name as the force of my climax rips through my body and I am falling apart, my head spinning and black spots dancing at the back of my closed lids. He licks me out in complete until the shudders slowly start to ease off and my body stills.

My breathing is still ragged when he crawls back at my level and I feel him steel hard against my heat as he slowly guides himself inside me. I moan and my body arches as I feel his length, slowly pushing deeper and deeper and when he is finally seated, he stills for a moment.

It will never cease to amaze me the way his body fits mine so perfectly, moulding to every curve, the way two pieces of a puzzle fit together.

"Open your eyes, Elena." He tells me," I want to see you when you come for me again."

I comply and when I open my eyes, I am hypnotised by his stare. There is no trace left of the icy blue in his eyes; they are pitch black right now, seething and filled with desire for me.

He is beautiful; his pale face inhumanly so with his chiselled features and heavily hooded lids; the eyes underneath thick, dark lashes burning with smouldering flames as they hold my gaze and drill holes into my soul.

He`s not compelling me; there`s something else, some other spell he`s casting and I don`t really understand it, nor do I care to because I helplessly fall under and I am held captive.

I pull his head and our lips meet in a crushing kiss and I can taste myself on his lips as he thrusts into my slick core. My blunt teeth sink into his bottom lip and I bite him hard, drawing a tiny drop of blood and he groans as he pounds into me, taking us both to the edge of oblivion.

I can feel my inner walls clenching him tight as he pushes harder and harder in me and his eyes remain on mine, drinking me greedily as he takes my body to the brink of ecstasy. My legs are wrapped around his waist as I slide my hands over the smooth surface of his back, feeling the firm muscles underneath his skin.

I kiss his jaw, his neck, his shoulder as I hold him tight in my embrace, my entire self wrapped around him and he rests his head on mine as his movements slow down just a little bit.

He wants this moment prolonged.

I want this moment everlasting.

Our breathing is heavy, ragged and the only sound filling the small room; this is not the sound of two people having sex; this is the sound of us.

This is the sound of sin committed, for we are sinners and I may burn in hell for this but I will never regret a single moment of it.

Our lips meet again as we both ride the wave of our climax together, our bodies quivering in perfect tune with each other and I cling to him, my nails leaving a trail of claw marks on his back as I drink his every gasp in my mouth. A loud cry escapes me and I realise that I`m calling his name as I fall apart, my body permeating his every thrust and every drop of his release as he comes hard in me. My inner walls are still squeezing him tight when the violent shudders start to lessen and my mind is happily floating in blissful sensations as we continue to kiss long after the last waves are gone.

He leaves my body and rolls on his back and I feel the loss as something beyond the physical contact as it opens another hole in me. And somehow, I feel that this hole will only grow larger with time and this leaves me confounded because things were never supposed to be this way.

They were supposed to be simple.

I stroke his hair and follow his eyes, gazing at the ceiling, lost in their thoughts about me, about Stefan, about everything.

They are now back to their usual icy blue and I catch myself wondering what he is really thinking right now, because his eyes tell me nothing.

I want their secrets revealed.

He takes my hand in his and places a kiss one last kiss on my palm before leaving the bed and going into the bathroom.

I am suddenly lonely but even though, I find a strange solace in my loneliness. It occurs to me that maybe, this is what I need right now; to be alone.

We take our showers separately. Something is changed in the atmosphere between us and I am grateful for the little privacy the bathroom gives me.

A new ache is settling in my heart and I know that things will never be the same again, no matter how hard I try to convince myself that this was a one-timer.

Something like this can never be one-timer.

An awkward silence envelops us as we dress and prepare to leave the motel and hit the road again.

I stop at the door and turn to look at the room for one last time. My eyes contemplate the same green walls and curtains before they stop at the bed.

A double bed, covered in plain white sheets.

But the bed is not the same anymore; the sheets are tangled and the pillows bear the smell of me and Damon.

The room will carry the memory of our presence in there and every kiss, every touch and every breath we shared as we leave it to the next couple that hires it.

Maybe it could even tell our story; the story of Elena Gilbert and Damon Salvatore and the journey that brought them together in this room.

And I am not the same anymore.

A part of me still remembers how we came to be here but then there`s the other part that wants to never have to leave this room.

I force myself to close the door and follow him down to the snack bar where we order breakfast.

There is a new distance in his eyes.

We speak very little as we eat, eager to finish our food and get back on the road as if we`d be able to avoid the awkwardness once we`re in the car.

I have no idea what I`m eating or what does it taste like; I chew and swallow my food automatically as I think about what the possible future holds for me.

There will be a price to be paid soon and it`ll be a horrible price I know, because no, it`s not ok to love them both.

One love will only get stronger while the other one withers away.

"Don`t. You think too much. We`re still going to find Stefan and things will go back to as they were. This doesn`t change anything." His voice startles me and I jump on my seat, almost choking on my food.

I nod and pretend to believe him, but deep down, I know better.

It changes everything.