TOO MUCH NOISE IN THE BEDROOM – Fan Fic Season 2 TV-Vampire Diaries

Written by Véronique, Montreal, Qc, CANADA

Member: Vampdelenea

Warm milk

- Part 2 -

IN THE KITCHEN

Elena was searching like crazy everywhere in the kitchen for the casserole pot to warm her milk. She opened all the kitchen cabinet doors, making sure that she would closed them with as much disturbing noise possible, and every time the biggest smile would appear on her face.

"They wanted to make some noise to disturbed everybody…Well they'll have some noise in return graciously offer by Elena Gilbert!"

She started to laugh …At last she was relaxing! Founding what she was searching for.

Damon was approaching the kitchen when he heard the kitchen cabinet door being banged repeatedly. But, then his vampire senses recognized Elena's perfume. A mix of flowers, mostly lilacs and roses, and of course with a hint of insolence in it he thought smiling. Somewhere, in the back of his mind he was wondering if Rose had been right all along? Was Elena wondering in the house because of …of ….Well the monstrous sounds display that Rose has done earlier in his bedroom to make her jealous?

He approached the entrance, looked at her occupied with her present task, and laid one side of his body and arms crossed on his bare chest on the opening wall of the kitchen. Yes, bare chest! And because of whom? Well this semi-nudity could get handy after all he though with a smirk on his lips! Elena was opening the fridge and reaching for the box of milk. He smiled; she did not felt his presence yet. She was wearing…Actually, he then though…Almost nothing! His eyes were sliding from her barefoot to the bare minimum red panties she had on, and her lace white camisole. Guessing he thought that she was not going to meet anybody in her night round almost naked. Wait! What was he reading on the back of her panties? Ready or not. It took all he got in him not to laugh out loud ….Oh! This was so perfect and precious for his brother! If these kind of panties had been made for him it would be inscribed by "ready for you all the times sweetie", he though with a big smile.

She took the box of milk, and then pored some of the liquid in the casserole, putting it after on the top of the stove. She then smiled and turned around.

At the view of Damon standing near her leaning on the wall she stumbled hard with her heart starting to beat faster.

"Oh! You scared me Damon."

Damon was still smiling looking up and down at her almost naked body, and locking his eyes for more than necessarily on her breasts. She noticed the smirk on his lips and the erotic flash in his blue now darker eyes, and then realized that she had forgotten to put her short! Oh! This was not her night! But she could not show him any reaction! She had to put a front and be sure to make him feel that he had no effect on her. At the back of her mind a small little devil voice was whispering: this is a lie to yourself Elena, and you know it! But with everything regarding Damon, she always shut up that little voice inside her, especially since the Jeremy accident. She closed everything to that man…But she knew that she was still caring a lot for him! She would always care for him! And she hated it! She was not supposed to feel that way toward him after the way he acted!

"Sorry" He replied still standing, and still checking her out, she knew he was doing that in purpose! Devil man he was!

"What are you doing here?"

"Being in my kitchen home and all..." he started while moving away slowly from his initial standing "I wanted to make a sandwich with pickles! You know my love for pickles?" He said with a blink of an eye.

" Actually..." He continued "I was a bit exhausted from my extra curricular activities of the night…But, I'm sure you do understand….Wasn't it the Scrabble night of the week for you and Stefan?" He said falsely serious in front of her.

She was standing in front of him, with her arms now crossed on her breasts, which and she hated it was so already ultra sensitive from his previous look that she had to put her arms on them for him to not be aware of her nipples standing up so hard under the white cotton see threw camisole she was wearing. She could kill that man! Oh! And how much she wanted to throw again a punch at him! The last time he had warned her to never do that again, but seriously, she was thinking of doing it again and against all odds!

She wanted to move away, but he walked in the same direction she then did, and they bumped up hard to each other! She took a step back, like she would have done if she would have been burn with fire. Elena Gilbert knew a long time ago that it would be safer for her to not have any kind of physical contact with Damon Salvatore.

He roused one of his eyebrows with again a smirk on his face, and he showed her with his hands that she could pass before him if she wanted.

"Ready or not, after you Miss Gilbert!" He said with a smile.

"Ready or not", what was he talking about? Then Elena remembered that the panties she had on were the ones that Caroline gave her at her last birthday. The image of a punch on his face was still… Oh! so present in her mind at that very second!

She walked near him with a very angry look in her eyes and face.

"Oh this is too much fun!" was thinking Damon.

She was now standing in front of the stove, waiting for that stupid milk to get hot! Damon opened the fridge, took all the ingredients for his sandwich, and started to whistle while preparing it on the kitchen table.

"Get warm, get warm already!" was she thinking in her head looking at the casserole and on an edge of a nervous breakdown. He was the only man who was always making her jumping out of her own skin.

"You know what they say about people who have cravings in the middle of the night?"

Elena looked at him with an indifferent look.

"Well! That it is to calm down other cravings! What do you think about that Elena?" He then asked while spreading mayonnaise on one side of his bread slice.

She then turned, put her two hands on her hips and burst:

"Actually, I'm very surprised that you still have any energy left in you for other kind of cravings tonight Damon!" She said while turning back to the stove again.

Rose had been right all along! She was jealous as hell! So that could mean only one think! Damon was not a man who was analyzing thinks too much; instead he was reacting with a touch of a button! And now, she was putting him in a reacting mood!

"Thank God" thought Elena; the milk was hot at last! She opened a kitchen cabinet door and took a cup on a shelf. But, she was such in a hurry to put the milk in her cup that she poured the milk too quickly and some of it landed on her bear arm. She screamed at the pain.

It took one second for Damon to be beside her, take the casserole, put it in the sink, and have her arm in his hands.

"Are you o.k.? Where are you burned?" He asked.

"I'm o.k.! It just took me by surprise." She replied.

He took her arm near his mouth and started to blow on the almost none noticeable pink marks.

Oh good lord! What was he doing now! She could felt Goosebumps all over her body! Just leave Elena! Say thank you, take your damn cup of milk and go! But she did not! Instead she locked her eyes with his. She could feel her heart pumping faster, her breathe going in a more fast pace, her legs shacking.

"Eh…Its o.k. Damon, I'm o.k. you can let go of me now." She said.

"She scared!" He thought. "She scared and extremely sexually attracted to me right now!"

He took his arm to his mouth and started putting little baby kisses on the almost non noticeable pink marks on it. He knew she was not burned too much; he would have never played that way with her if it hasn't been the case. He noticed her surprise reaction. But she didn't push him away or neither left, she just froze there! He could feel her blood coming in a rapid pace on her neck vein. If she only knew the kind of thoughts he had in his mind right now looking at that vein, she would had run for her life!

He then put his two hands on her hips, and pulled her body literally on his chest. When she felt her already sensitive breasts coming in contact whit his bear chest she knew she was lost. Lost in his gorgeous blue eyes, his damn beautiful lips that she was always looking at like a forbidden fruit, his dark hair who she always wonder what would be the feeling to put her hands in it and just caressed them, and his skin who she secretly wanted to touch, to know if it was as soft and the same time so manly as she predicted it would be. But she had to found the courage to free herself of his muscular grip. It came out of her mouth like a whisper.

"Damon, please…don't."

Damon looked at her with an interrogation mark on his face. She was turning her head right to left to let him know that she did not want that. But he knew better. He always knew her attraction to him; he felted in his heart, soul and body.

"You want this Elena and you know it. You're always been in denial about this!"

"No, you're wrong…I….I don't. It's you who always been in denial Damon. I'm tired and you take advantage of me!"

"Don't play with me and don't push me away Elena, you would sincerely regret it after!"

"Like the time Jeremy was the victim of your twisted mind I supposed!"

The button was pushed! Damon could not have stopped on his track now. He had to show her once in for all!

He pulled her angrily closer to him, taking her two arms behind her back in a solid grip, and putting his lips on hers with all the anger he had in him. It was not supposed to be like this, he shouldn't treat her like that…but he didn't care…He wanted to kiss her right now! She kept her lips closed and as tight as she could…Not even opening his mouth to let air out. Oh she was a fighter! And Damon knew that! He started to caress his upper and lower lips with his tongue to make her open her mouth, but she was resisting good.

Then he took one of his hands, slide it under her camisole caressing the skin of her back in a soft touch….Still keeping with his other hand her arms in a solid grip behind her. It was the first time that she felt that connection of two skins in a pure sensual pleasure. His hand went after on one of her breasts and cupped it while his thumb was playing with his nipple, pushing it in round circles of pure delight in top of her camisole.

"No!" She screamed in a last demand opening her mouth and trying with no luck to push him away, twisting her body to let him go of his grip.

That's exactly what he was waiting for! For her to open her mouth!

When his tongue entered the mouth of Elena, she could felt his ravishing power of need to possess her mouth, body and soul.

And then she snapped and stopped to fight, with herself most of all! She started to give back his kisses with the same passion that he had in him. He felt the change and let go of her arms behind her back, and her hands found her way to his bare skin, caressing his chess, going in his hair, scratching his back with her fingers nails. She could not control herself anymore, she was powerless, and at the same time she just had found a new side of herself, a new freedom. She could do whatever she wanted to his body. And she could give herself to him without shame. Oh! she wanted so much to give herself to him for so long.! If only he have known! If only she would have herself realized this sooner!

"Oh Elena …I waited so long for this!" He said while putting his lips on the previous said vein he had seen pumping earlier with rapid blood pace. It was pure delight. He never felt more sexually arose in all his life that he was feeling right this moment finally having Elena in his arms, caressing her body and kissing her non stop. He has felted her body starting to shift from tense to completely relaxed in his experienced hands, and that alone had touch his soul and heart.

Though he was hurting like hell physically! If he could have, he would have released his lower body on his restricted jeans! And then he would have undressed her of her stupid panties and pushed her on the wall, raising her body and legs around his hips, before taking her savagely in one push.

Elena was lost! His lips on his neck were now starting a trail of fire from her ear lobe to her neck line, and descending near her cleavage. He took the two straps of her camisole and pushed the fabric to her hips rolling it down. Her breasts were now exposed to him.

They were both breathing rapidly, looking at each other with so much passion.

"You're so beautiful Elena!" He whispered.

She put her hands on her free will on the back of his head, putting her fingers on his hair and bringing his head on her breast.

He putted his lips on one of his breast while caressing the other with a gentle touch of his hand, sucking her nipple in his mouth with an extreme sensual caress of his tongue.

Elena was in such a state of pure pleasure, that she had forgotten where she was. The only think that she needed now was Damon.

Damon slide one of his hands down her belly button playing with it. She started to giggle.

"Oh! You're ticklish sweetheart" He said while smiling and laughing.

"Yes, I am a bit." She replied laughing too.

He wanted to know everything about Elena and she could not put to words how easy it was to be in the present moment with Damon. It was like being with her soul mate. She froze. What was she doing right now? What was happening to her? Oh God, how could she ever forgive herself! Her soul mate was Stefan, who was waiting in his bedroom for her. And she was giving herself to a man who not even an hour ago was making love to another woman!

Damon did not notice right away the change in Elena's body language. He took his hand that was still near her panties, and started to lift very gently the lace around it before sliding it under it.

With all Elena had in her she pushed him away with her two hands and look at him while breathing in a fast pace.

"Elena? What is it?" He asked completely lost in what was happening right this second with her in front of him.

"This …" She started putting her camisole up…"Never happened Damon, do you understand?"

Oh bloody hell! She was not going to do this to him!

"Elena!" He said with a warning in his voice.

"Don't ever approach me, or touch me again!" She was walking backward to the exit of the kitchen, and she took off almost running.

Damon put his hand on top of his eyes, stroking them, trying to calm his inner hanger he has inside him…But he was too much hurt. With a strike of his fist he swept away all the plates that were on the kitchen table to the floor.

"Thank you to all my readers! I sow that a lot of you appreciated the first part with the e-mails of notice received …Please do comment! The 3rd part will come in January-February…The title: Shower head!"