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"What are you doing here?" Elena asked, shocked; it had been months since he had left Mystic Falls, without a word to anyone, shortly after the announcement of her engagement.

"Oh, you know, couldn't miss seeing my little brother marrying the girl I love." Damon said mockingly. Elena gasped at his confession, shocked that he had actually admitted his love for her out loud. However, before she could respond he continued talking.

"Why are you marrying him Elena?"

"I love him." Elena answered almost instantly.

"Yes, but are you in love with him?"

"I–, well–, of course I am!" She managed to stammer out.

"Are you quite sure about that?" Damon asked, condescendingly.

"Yes, of course I am. I'm in love with Stefan. Why else would I be marrying him?" Elena exclaimed, flustered.

"Maybe, because you're too scared to go after what you really want."

"Stefan–, he's what I want." Elena stuttered.

"Really?"

As Elena nodded, Damon decided to stop playing nicely. Elena loved him, she just wouldn't admit it. He quickly crossed the room and invaded her personal space but made sure not to touch her. As he noticed her visibly gulp he decided to launch into his interrogation.

"So, how come when I touch your skin does your breath hitch," As he said this, Damon trailed his finger up the length her arm and was pleased to see goosebumps erupt from the places he touched and, sure enough, he listened as her breath hitched. "Or when I pull you close," Damon placed his hands on her hips and slowly moved forward until the lines of his body merged and formed one with hers. He slowly leant down to finish his sentence with a soft whisper in her ear, "can I smell your arousal." As he leaned back to face her, he noticed the flush on her cheeks and her heart beating like a jackhammer in her chest and he was sure even someone without supernatural hearing would be able to hear it. Damon's hands slowly rose up her body to cup her face before leaning in until his forehead was touching hers in a tender gesture.

"And finally, how come when I kiss you, do you kiss me back?" With that, he leaned in slowly, giving her every opportunity to pull back, but sensing no rejection, he touched his lips to hers in a sweet and delicate kiss. He pulled away slowly, still waiting for the rejection which would surely come, but was surprised when he was suddenly pulled forward, with tremendous force for a human, so his lips crashed down onto hers. Unlike the first kiss, this one was full of passion and hunger and need. The kiss was almost savage as tongues battled for dominance and teeth were found buried into lips and when the couple finally pulled apart, both were gasping and breathing heavily. The couple were still tightly woven in an embrace when Elena lifted her chocolate brown eyes to meet his ocean blue ones and whispered the words he had longed to hear.

"I don't want to marry Stefan." She whispered with her voice full of anguish.

Damon stroked a curl from her face and whispered in a tone set with complete conviction. "Then don't."