Pairing: Elena Gilbert and Damon Salvatore. As if I could write anything else. XD

Disclaimer: I do not own Vampire Diaries though I do wish I could clone Ian Somerhalder to use as my personal sex slave.

Summary: Takes place during Bloodlines when Elena and Damon go on a road trip and goes AU more or less after that. What happens when Elena and Damon get quality alone time away from Saint Stefan. This is smutty and therefore not recommended for children.

Note: I have never written a fan-fiction before so please be kind and review.


On The Road

Elena stands stupefied by Damon's ability to read her thoughts and blushes a deep crimson red and immediately tries to cover her head in a miserable attempt to hide her thoughts and mortified facial expression. Sadly it didn't work as well she liked. Damon realizes that Elena feels shamed by her own desire and reaches his hand across the center of the car to rest on her shoulder to reassure her. "You don't need to feel ashamed of what you think, feel, or desire. After all I AM a sexy man and you ARE upset with Saint Stefan - the attraction is only natural." Elena was not comforted, "Natural? What is natural about a human teenager having the hotts for not one but two vampires?" Damon replies "The Hotts huh? I wasn't aware you thought so much about me, tell me Elena, just how often do you think about what it would be like for my washboard abs to be pressed against you in a passionate embrace?"

Elena swallows a gulp and rushes "How could you possibly know I thought about you more than this once, I thought you couldn't read my thoughts while I was wearing my necklace?" Damon just grins. "I couldn't know for sure but we've always had this tension between us that has been building like a dam and I suspected it was because you were attracted to me – not that I could've known it was to THIS magnitude." She relaxed some in her seat and was glad to have some of it explained. She was starting to feel like her whole life was leading to an inevitable end – like she could be as cruel as Katherine and not be able to choose between the two dashing brothers.

I don't want to deliberately cut Damon and Stefan up the way Katherine did but is there really a choice? Sure Damon was sexy and even charming when he wanted to be but didn't he ultimately want to free Katherine from the tomb? Wasn't that what this whole roadtrip was about – a way for him to get her back? I'm mad with Stefan right now but am I mad enough to risk it? To make an emotional and possibly life-changing decision without really thinking it through. I don't want to hurt them but I need some more time with them before I can possibly decide and not have any regrets. Who knows? I could still run into a nice man in college or maybe eventually in my career? Do I really have to decide now what I want to do forever? She laughs to herself. Who am I kidding? I can't possibly choose anyone in the world but one of these two – it's inevitable and neither is ever going to give up. It's like a train wreck you see coming from a distance but you just can't bring yourself to look away.

Elena finally pulls herself together knowing that Damon could hear her inner struggle and hoping he would not be too angry with her and that he could see she would ultimately make a choice even with her misgivings – she would NOT be Katherine. "Damon, (she pauses), is it okay if we take this a little slower? I want to be sure I'm making the right decisions for the right reasons." "But Elena, I'm already going slower with you than I have with anyone since I was human, hell forget the speed I'm actually giving the courtesy of choice rather than simply compelling you – something I have not done since turning." Elena replies "The only reason you're not compelling me is because you promised you wouldn't." Damon looks more than a little wounded and takes his eyes from the road and looks Elena into her eyes and whispers "I would not compel you even if you hadn't made me promise – I want this to be real."

Elena is moved by the sentiment and instantly regrets doubting him seeing how much he was hurt by her accusation. "I'm sorry Damon, I didn't mean to hurt your feelings." She wanted to smooth the sad lines that were forming on his face but couldn't bring herself to close the distance between them while he was still driving. Instead she settled her holding his hand and leaving a few light kisses into his palm. Neither one said anything for awhile, just riding in companionable silence gazing at the road ahead of them.

Georgia State Line Rest Stop

"I'm starved Damon, can't we pull over for a half hour to eat and stretch?" Damon smirks "Well, which one of these tasty ladies would you have me snack on then?" She shoots him an unapologetic look, "Well I can't ask a stranger to open a vein now can I?" He is taken aback not only by the offer but also in the cheeky fashion the offer was made. "Are you sure, my bite is known to be highly sexual and addicting" Damon said while wiggling his eye brows. She plays along with the dramatization, "Oh Damon, how will I ever live without your fangs?" In jest he retorts "I can think of at least three different parts of my body I'd rather you be addicted to."

Elena gathers her bearings and leads Damon off by the hand to the backside of the rest stop plaza where it is secluded and dense with trees. Damon puts his arms around her and leans in, but instead of going for sustenance he veers off to her lips leaving at first a few gentle kisses there. At first she is shocked but after a moment she parted her lips and allowed Damon to deepen the kiss. The kiss was sexy, fierce, and laced with need. Their tongues dueled for dominance and they were caught in a moment of heat. She begins to paw at his shirt anxious to run her fingers across the expanse of his chest just to have him a little closer – to get under his skin. Damon read her intention and pulled back just a fraction to give her some space to breathe, he knew her mind hadn't caught up with her emotions just yet and she would call foul when everything was over.

"Why did you pull away Damon? I thought this was what you wanted, some satisfaction." To which Damon replies in a haughty fashion "I'll wait until you burn for me. And by the way I really do like the thoroughly kissed look on you, never seen it before so I know you never had an intense kiss like that with my baby brother."

Elena POV

I am worse than embarrassed I want to break down into lots of microscopic particles and just hide in the air but only after wiping that smug look off Damon's face. I really can't believe I got so into the moment, I never expected him to stop just as he was getting what he wanted which begs the question, what does Damon really want? More importantly, what do I really want? Stefan will always be a safe bet, boring, and otherwise a little predictable and just a touch overprotective and secretive but Damon is dark and sensual and always pushing the envelope and is a mystery in his own way but at least he doesn't keep secrets for me.

Damon POV

Hah! I knew she would go into analyze mode the minute I gave her the opportunity just goes to show that I know her better than Stefan. My girl's a smart one. Wait? MY girl? She is not my girl, yes I want her as a toy really a means to end kind of deal but she is definitely not my girl. Katherine is my love, my only love with a certainty only 145 years of pining can give. However she is a delectable distraction in the mean time. Hmm maybe I can have them both. Yes. My twin fantasy come true. It's really too bad Katherine would kill her and Elena would resent even the idea.

Georgia State Line Rest Stop

"Okay so how about you really feed this time Damon I would like something to eat myself before we head back out." To which Damon raised his eyebrows and said "I didn't really think the offer would still be on the table." She shrugs it off, "You still need blood and I still have it and it's not like I can let you kill someone with me being right here." "Oh right, I should have known, this is more about your hang up about me being a real vampire off the Bambi diet than your insane desire for me to penetrate your skin. Sorry the two are so easy to mix up." "Just do it already." "Well that doesn't really set the mood, being that I'm drinking your blood as a favor to you instead of the other way around it's only fair that I get to name the conditions." Elena huffs out "fine, whatever, what is the condition?" Damon sensing he's already won "I get to drink from wherever I want." Elena's jaw dropped a fraction, just enough to make her apprehension known and replied with a heedy "okay."

Within moments he backs her against a tree and he lowers himself to his knees and for a moment is savoring her discomfort and arousal. He lifts up the front left portion of her mini skirt to get better access to the inside of her thigh. He traces the skin with a long languid lick before he sinks his teeth into her flesh. She is overwhelmed by the sexual sensation that seems to be radiating from the bite. She knows without even feeling that she must be soaked through her satin panties. Elena casually leans against the tree for support knowing already that Damon could undoubtedly smell her arousal and hear her lusty thoughts but feeling inclined to say "Just because I think it doesn't mean it happens, I control what I do if not always what I desire just so we're clear." Damon goes to say something snarky but decides just this once to not rise to the bait. "Let's go and get you some disgusting gas station food." They go into the store and just as predicted they leave with nothing but junk but at least she got to pick up her favorite road trip snack Combos Cheddar and Pretzels.


A/N: Sorry it took me so long to update this story, I was really going to try and write every week but with the new job and all, yeah, no excuses, updated weekly from now on, promise. XD please Read and Review, they make me write faster.