He placed his hand on her left cheek storing his thumb over her skin that had now the color of rose petals. When he reached the edge of her lip he could feel her shook. This small motion of her made him smile a little. She looked at him from under her long dark lashes like a crow flaps its wings. She was giving him her permission.

And he took it.

He slid his hand into her hair and moved her head closer to him. Suddenly she placed her index finger over his lips. Her action confused him.

"Not yet," she whispered.

"What game are you attempting to play with my, dear Elena?" he asked.

"You wanted to leave, so I want to show you what you're leaving," she slowly ran her hands under his jacket and moved them up letting it fall to the floor.

"Ups," she smiled. Elijah raised his eyebrow. "That, my lovely Elena, was my favorite jacket," she bit her lower lip and he so craved to do the same.

"So you wanna play with magic

Boy, you should know what you're falling for"

She slowly started to unbutton his shirt. One by one and each time her fingers made contact with his skin his blood boiled in his veins with desire. He knew what she was trying to do. She wanted to make him go crazy for her. And she was successful.

When she was done with the buttons she let the shirt fall down. Elena loved the view that rose in front of her and he could felt it. She placed the fingertips of her left hand on his chest and she walked around the half-naked original that was now in the resident of her bedroom.

Elijah stayed still; he knew that any movement could cause her to stop. And he would have never wanted that.

After she finished her circle around him she took his hands into her own and walked him to the bed. She sat him down and moved away from him to turn off the light.

"Elijah?" she spoke and started to light up the candles that were on her dresser.

"Yes," he said in deep voice waiting for whatever she was about to do.

"Can I ask you something?" she turned to him. He nodded. "You loved Tatia, right? And you loved Katherine, too."

"That is not actually a question, Elena," he smiled.

"Yeah, I know, but," she moved towards him and cupped his face into her hands raising it up to meet her gaze. "Have you ever felt something for me?"

Her question startled him.

He placed his hands over hers, "Of course I did," he said it like it was something he wasn't given a choice in. She turned away.

"Because I look like them," she was disappointed but not surprised. Unlike him.

"No, that is not –" he stood up and walked towards her putting his hands on her shoulders.

"Elena?" she turned to face him. "I have not fallen for you because of your resemblance to them. I fall for you because you are so divergent. I fall in love with you for your heart, your soul, your compassion. Not because you are a ringer of the faces that I once knew and was betrayed by."

A tear appeared in her eye and was about to roll down her cheek but he caught it with his thumb.

"This love will make you levitate

Like a bird

Like a bird without a cage"

He wanted to kiss her so badly. To comfort her. But he knew that unless she wanted it too he couldn't take it from her. She looked deeply in his eyes knowing exactly what he was thinking.

"Permission granted," she said with a smile. And there it was. The little spark in her eye. The one that had disappeared. But he found it again.

He put his left hand on her waist and cupped her face with the other. Elijah slowly pulled her closer to him, experiencing the moment before their first kiss because that happens only once. The tension between them filled her bedroom with electricity. She felt like she was pulled into a lightening ball. They both were. And neither of them wanted to leave. Ever.

They were so close to each other that it seemed like the air around them was gone and the only ways to breathe again was to dive into each other.

"Elena," Elijah gasped quietly. She closed her eyes and gave in.

Their lips touched and a wave of some invisible force ran through their bodies. And in that moment they both knew they were bounded together and they would never let go. Because if they did, it would kill them. Instantly.

She placed her hands on his bare shoulders and then ran them up into his hair. She needed him closer. He slipped his hand under the light fabric of her top to feel her flesh.

"Elijah," she said when he gave her the freedom to breathe. "I need you."

"You have me, Elena. I am yours," he whispered.

"No," she shook her head. "That's not what I meant," she bit her lip. She didn't know how to say it, how to describe what she was feeling and what she needed from him. He noticed her confused and desperate expression.

"Elena, love, what is it?" he asked pulling her closer to him.

"I need you," she repeated hoping he would see in her eyes what she was trying to say.

He did.

It's in the palm of your hand now, baby

It's a yes or no, no maybe

"Elena," he looked down and let go off her. "That would not be wise right now. Maybe – "

"No," she reacted. "No maybe. I need you now and if you don't feel the same way then please leave."

She turned away letting him decide for the both of them.

"You know I cannot do it," he turned her around and kissed her again.

So just be sure before you give it all to me

All to me, give it all to me

"But I need you to be certain of your decision, Elena. There will not be a way back," he wanted her but he needed to be sure that this was what she desired.

"Elijah," she spoke gently reaching his face, "I do not need a way back. I will go anywhere as long as it is with you."

He grabbed the bottom edge of the top and she raised her arms so he could pull it over her head. When it was gone she also put down her shorts. They moved to the bed and she lay down on the mattress with him on top of her.

"Elijah?"

"Yes?" he smiled in the corner of her mouth.

"I think you still have too much fabric on," she said pointing at his jeans.

"Oh, really? I sense that we can fix that," he moved with his vampire speed and before Elena could blink again, his pants were nicely folded on her chair.

"Now, that's more like it."

He reached her side and slipped his hand under her torso.

"I think," Elena felt a relive on her chest, "we can miss this as well," he said throwing her bra on the floor. She giggled covering her mouth with her fingers. He rose up on his knees so he could enjoy the view in front of him. He stayed like that for a moment.

"Elijah? What is it?" she asked.

He smiled, "You really have no idea, do you?" She looked at him, confused.

"You do not know how beautiful you are."

Even in the candle lighting he could see the blood that warmed up her cheeks.

Okay, I'm not sure if I should continue because this would be my first time writing a love-making scene. Do you want me to try or is this enough?