Thank you all so much for the positive feedback! I am having so much fun writing this story. This chapter includes some Damon shower fun ;) and dialogue from the upcoming episode "Bring Out Your Dead." For the record, I don't own the characters or the dialogue used from the show.
Elena's eyes snapped open to view the stream of sunlight cascading into her bedroom through the large bay window. She felt the presence of a larger body at her backside, as she had managed to roll on her side in the night. His arms wrapped securely around her middle, his face nuzzled in the crook of her neck. She smiled as her slender fingers traced over Damon's large hands. His lips placed a light kiss against the delicate flesh of her neck. Elena sighed, rolling her body to face Damon, her hands moving to push his unkempt hair from his face. She was met with his ice blue stare; his usual smirk playing onto his lips.
"Good morning, little one."
Elena giggled, kissing his lips with force, as his hands travelled the length of her back, resting right above her hip.
"Good morning, Mr. Salvatore," Elena replied, tracing her index finger over his plump bottom lip.
"Don't you have school?"
"Yes, but I'm comfortable."
"Me too, but you need to get to class and I need to go take care of business at home."
"Stefan?"
"Basically."
Damon ran his fingers through Elena's chocolate tresses that had gone wild from tossing in her sleep. She was absolutely beautiful, inside and out. He brought her in for one last kiss before disengaging their bodies and standing up from the bed.
"Go to class Miss Gilbert."
Damon winked, as he tossed on his leather jacket, and pulled on his boots that lingered by the bedroom door. Elena sat up and glided off the bed quickly, making her way to Damon. Before he could open the door, Elena had her arms wrapped securing around his neck, standing on her tiptoes for a kiss. Damon held her face in his hands, devouring her lips, savoring the taste of her tongue. His eyes closed tight, as he deepened their kiss, listening to Elena's heartbeat accelerate rapidly. Elena couldn't believe the sensations that shot throughout her body every time Damon's hands touched her skin and his mouth gave in to her lips. She loved this feeling, she loved everything about last night and this morning, she loved Damon. Elena pulled away suddenly, her mouth hanging slightly ajar, as a large grin lit across Damon's face. His hands settled along her hips, before placing a light kiss against Elena's forehead.
"Have a good day, Elena."
Within seconds Damon was out of the bedroom, down the stairs and out the front door. Elena stood motionless by the door, her hand clutching at her chest, trying to slow her heart rate. She shook her head, letting out a breath that she didn't remember holding in. How could this even happen? It was so…. natural. Having Damon in her bed, kissing her, holding her; Elena's brain was spinning in different directions as she tried to process the current events and her feelings. She padded off to the bathroom, removing her sweatpants and cami, before stepping under the hot water stream. She reached for her shampoo on the ledge, working it through her hair, her stomach swarming with butterflies. A tiny smile displayed across her lips, she couldn't remember the last time she felt this good.
After the quick shower, Elena dressed casually in a pair of jeans and form fitted blue t-shirt. She blow-dried and straightened her hair, before brushing her teeth; all in record time. Elena glanced at herself in the mirror, what's going to happen now? What does all this even mean? She placed her hand against her chest once more, feeling her increased heartbeat.
"You love Damon."
She knew this was the truth as she spoke aloud to her reflection. She turned the lights off in her bathroom, grabbed her school bag and phone from the chair, and was out the door. She decided to drive herself today, not quite ready to face Bonnie or Caroline. She knew Caroline would pitch an absolute fit and Bonnie was going to disapprove. Although, Bonnie didn't exactly react in her normal fashion when she heard about the kiss. Maybe, she could make Bonnie understand, she was her best friend after all.
The boarding house was silent as Damon ventured inside, stopping in the parlor to pour himself a glass of Bourbon. He sucked the spicy, sweet liquid down his throat in seconds, placing the glass onto the end table. He took the stairs two at a time as he made his way to his bedroom. He glanced at his pristine bed, untouched and still made. He smiled, remembering last night as he pulled off his clothing. He turned on the large glass shower, watching the warm water tumble down to the marbled shower floor. Damon slipped inside, unable to wipe the smile from his elated face. He hadn't felt this good since the first time he decided to kiss Elena, but this was so much better.
He could really get into the habit of holding her every night, and kissing those perfect lips of hers until they glistened, red and swollen. He replayed the images again over and over in his head of them lying in Elena's bed. The way her body curved under his hands, the tiny sighing sounds she made as he touched her and kissed her. He loved her so much and that would never change, but his desire for her burned hot on his skin. He knew that he couldn't expect her to just want him to make love to her, but damn he couldn't get that image out of his brain. Slow down Damon, you just got the girl, pump the breaks a little. He shook the nagging voice in his head, being overcome by the throbbing need that lingered south. His hand grasped his hard, erect, member running his thumb over the tip. He began pumping his cock at an inhuman pace, thinking only of Elena. His free hand braced against the shower wall, as he leaned his weight onto it. His eyes closed tight as he pictured her, lying naked against the white sheets of his bed. Her head tilted back in ecstasy, her teeth biting at her lower lip, her brown tresses cascading across the mattress. Damon tensed, his cock pulsating in his hand, he squeezed harder, increasing the pace at which he rubbed up and down. He thought of how his large, thick cock would look stretching out her tight little pussy. Elena's moans filled his ears, her cries for him and only him. Within seconds Damon's body began to jerk, his release shooting against the glass of the shower. He turned under the showerhead, rising off his sated body and cleaning up his mess. Damn, he wanted her. However he knew that it wouldn't come to be until she wanted him equally.
Elena sat through her English class, restless and nervous as Bonnie smiled kindly in her direction. She quickly dogged the glance, picking up her ballpoint pen and scraping away at a piece of notebook paper. She wasn't writing anything but scribbles and yet she needed something to occupy the time. She couldn't concentrate and she hadn't been able to all day; thank God this was last period. Her mind kept wondering to Damon, which made her stomach flutter and warmth began pooling. It was an odd feeling yet Elena knew it well, as she fantasized about Damon. She was pleased with her thoughts and yet also surprised with herself completely. Last night when he lye on top of her trembling frame, she began roaming her legs between his. Her knee grazed against the obvious bulge in his dark blue jeans. He felt…well…Huge!
Good Lord Elena, pull it together, that should be the last thing on your mind right now! You haven't even really expressed your feelings properly!
Elena felt her phone buzzing against her thigh, which shook her immediately from her daydreaming. She pulled the phone slyly from her pocket, realizing it was a text from Bonnie. Elena gulped nervously, opening the looming message that shown across the screen.
You Ok?
She shrugged looking in Bonnie's direction before reply back quickly.
I'm not sure. I have something to tell you. Come by after class?
Elena slipped the phone back into her pocket, waiting eagerly for Bonnie to agree to her request. Bonnie looked up from her own cellphone and nodded to Elena. The bell rang suddenly, causing Elena to jump in her desk. She glanced at the clock realizing that school was finally over for the day. She gathered her books and slung her messenger bag over her shoulder. She didn't bother to say anything to Bonnie; she needed to do all the talking under her own roof, in the comfort of her house.
Once entering the house Elena paced around the kitchen, flinging her school bag and car keys onto the island in the kitchen's center. She ran her fingers through her long, dark hair, trying to decide how to start the conversation.
Hey Bonnie, I think I love Damon
So, Damon stayed last night and we made out until I fell asleep, and I loved it
Ummm….Bonnie, I think I want Damon to be my boyfriend
Elena had no idea how to start and all of her thoughts seemed to mass together. She was perplexed at the situation but she knew deep down this was the right decision. She knew Damon loved her and would protect her, forever. She did want them to be together and to give herself completely to him. Her thoughts were broken as she heard the tiny knock at the front door. She breathed deeply, opening the door, which Bonnie stood waiting behind. Her best friend smiled at her sweetly, stepping into the house and pulling Elena towards her. In an instant Elena felt completely certain that she could tell Bonnie anything and it would be fine.
"Thanks for coming Bon."
"Anytime. You seemed really upset in class."
"Not upset, just confused and in need to spill my guts."
"Well, I'm here now so, spill."
Elena nodded shutting the front door and leading Bonnie into the kitchen. She moved swiftly to the cupboard and pulled two coffee mugs down. She then went and filled the teapot before placing it onto the stove.
"Elena! You're stalling."
"I'm not stalling, just thinking of how to say this."
Bonnie looked concerned as Elena leaned against the island, while Bonnie sat in a chair facing her. Alright, Elena thought, it's now or never.
"Last night Damon came over, after he told Stefan about the coffins. I told Stefan that Damon and I had kissed which didn't sit well with him."
"Yeah, you told me you told Stefan, so?"
"Well, Stefan and Damon got into a big fight over it…"
"Not shocking."
"Are you going to let me talk?"
"Sorry, no more commentary."
"Thank you. Anyway, Stefan said a lot of hurtful things to him I guess and he ended up over here late last night. We sat on my couch and he told me that he couldn't help the way he felt about me but if I wanted he would stop and then I just couldn't bare him to leave so, I kissed him."
"Again!"
"Yes."
"I knew that kiss was good the first time!"
"I also told him that I couldn't help the way I feel either. So, I asked him to stay and of course he did. We went upstairs and kissed in my bed for a really long time and…."
"You guys did it!"
"NO! I mean not yet, but I just, I don't know. I woke up this morning and we cuddled and it felt so right. I just, don't know. I haven't been this happy since, since…"
"Stefan."
"Yeah, since Stefan. I might actually be more happy than that."
"Well do you want to be with Damon?"
Elena took a long pause, sucking in deep breaths and exhaling, she felt the heat of tears forming in her eyes. Unable to control her self anymore, she let them roll down her cheeks as she nodded her head in response.
"Yes."
"Do you love him, Elena?"
"I do."
"Are you In Love, with him?"
"I am."
"Oh Elena…"
Bonnie replied, before coming up from her chair and walking around the island to hold her best friend. She pulled Elena into her arms, stroking her long hair, and soothing her softly.
"It's ok Elena, it's going to be ok."
"But what do I tell Stefan? And how do I tell Damon?"
"Screw Stefan, Elena! He turned into a douche bag; he's not even under Klaus's compulsion anymore and still treats you like shit. You know Damon and I don't really like one another but you know what we both have in common?"
"What?"
"We both love you. We both want to protect you. I know Damon loves you with all his heart and he would never let anything bad happen to you. He would die for you, Elena."
"How should I tell him?"
"It's easy, you just tell him you have to talk about something and then you explain how you feel. Trust me, he will be so thrilled."
"Thank you."
"For what?"
"For this, for everything. For being my best friend, and for respecting my decision."
"Of course. You deserve someone who will make you happy and I believe Damon can. He already has."
Bonnie smiled, hugging her best friend tight, knowing this was not an easy time for her. Even though Bonnie and Damon never saw eye to eye she would accept him if Elena loved him and he loved her.
Damon walked the halls until he stopped by Stefan's room. He heard the running water of the shower as he entered quietly. Damon had promised Elijah a respectable meeting between himself, Stefan, Elijah and Klaus. One little problem, Damon hadn't exactly informed Stefan of the plan. He thumbed through Stefan's dress shirts pulling out two that were long sleeved and dark. Damon walked to the center of the bedroom, as he noticed Stefan emerging, halfway dressed and glaring in his direction.
"Get dressed, we're going out."
"Yeah, sorry, not interested."
Stefan replied in a cocky tone, stepping around Damon to pick up a shirt he had laid out earlier on his desk chair. He had no intention of going anywhere with his brother; he was still enraged at him and his persistence.
"I didn't ask. Elijah and I have scheduled a very old fashioned sit down with you and Klaus."
Damon glanced down at the dress shirts in his hands, ignoring Stefan's remarks. He would go to this meeting, come hell or high water.
"I think you should go with the black, it makes you look all villainy."
Damon joked at the dress shirts, trying to get a rise out of his brother. He knew you shouldn't fuck with him too much the temptation was just that, way to tempting.
"Klaus won't make a deal, Damon."
"He doesn't have to. All we're doing is buying a little time, to give my wicked witches a chance to pop the top off the coffin."
"So, that's your plan. Stall Klaus."
"Well, if you hadn't gone postal on his hybrids then maybe I'd have some options."
"So, you unleash an original to help him out."
"Undaggering Elijah was smart Stefan. Are you kidding me? After what Klaus did to him, he's in vengeance mode; it's perfect."
"There's nothing smart about trusting Elijah, Damon, he screwed us over last time when he promised to help us kill Klaus."
"Yeah, and the way you've been acting, I trust him about as much as I trust you."
"Well, I guess that goes both ways doesn't it?"
Stefan glared at Damon as he took a drink from his coffee mug. Never braking eye contact with his angry brother. Damon knew exactly what Stefan was referring to, he was so sick of all this bullshit regarding something that was so amazing to him.
"Oh yes, this is about me kissing Elena."
The tension was so thick not even a knife could cut through it. The brothers stood staring at one another, Stefan quiet and unflinching.
"Just remember if it wasn't for Klaus, you wouldn't have become such a dick and that kiss would have never happened. So get ready and get happy, we're going to negotiate a fake truce and I don't want your attitude screwing it up."
Damon took one last look at his cocky little brother and stormed from the room, not looking back. Even though he didn't need oxygen, he still felt like he needed to get some air. He grabbed the keys to his blue Camaro and headed out of the boarding house, once again slamming the door in his wake. Stefan set his cup down on the desk and shook his head. When was he ever going to get it?
"It still would have happened."
Stefan said, looking towards his open bedroom door as if Damon was still around and could still hear him. He was well aware that Damon and Elena would have kissed; it was inevitable. He had had time to think last night and this morning realizing that it was entirely possible for Elena to fall for his older brother, however it still didn't change the fact that the idea of it all poisoned his guts.
"So what are your plans for tonight?"
Elena asked Bonnie, who was collecting her things from the coffee table in the living room. Their little heart to heart had lasted a rather long time, letting everything out, including Bonnie's feelings on Jeremy and is absence from Mystic Falls. Bonnie knew that she was suppose to meet Stefan later that night for coffin detail, but she didn't want to get Elena involved, she didn't need to deal with it right now. Just as she was about to answer, there was heavy knock at the door. Both girls stood up and headed towards it, Elena reaching out and opening the door. In front of her stood Damon, his hair ruffled slightly, his signature leather jacket on, and a nice dress shirt underneath. She smiled absentmindedly, which in turn brought a sly smirk to Damon's lips.
"Miss me already?"
Elena blushed a deep crimson, she wanted so bad to purr back a Yes and pull him into the house for a deep, wet kiss. However, she felt the eyes of her best friend on her back and so she just stood aside so that Damon could enter the house. Bonnie locked eyes with Damon, a slight grin appearing on her face.
"Hey Damon."
"Hey witchy, what's new?"
"Oh nothing, but I hear you have new developments."
Bonnie winked at Elena, before walking towards the door. Elena's cheeks never stopped burning with blush. Damon looked between the two girls standing in front of him. He figured she would tell Bonnie about last night but oddly enough Bonnie seemed to be pleased for her friend instead of enraged which is how Damon foresaw the reaction to be.
"Bonnie! Don't you have somewhere to be?"
"Right. Well, I will catch you two later. Oh and Damon, Elena has something to tell you."
"BONNIE!"
"You're welcome!"
Bonnie smirked as she excited the Gilbert house, closing the door behind her. She knew Elena would thank her later. At times Elena was in need of a little prompting, even if it meant that Elena would be a little ticked for awhile.
Back in the house Damon was closing in on Elena, pulling her into his arms. Her hands lay on his chest, as she looked up into his ocean eyes.
"Hi."
"Hi."
Damon smiled, kissing Elena with passion and heat. He felt a tiny moan stifle out of her mouth and into their kiss. Was she trying to kill him? She was so innocent in his eyes and yet so sexy, all he wanted was to push her up against the wall and ravish her repeatedly. However, he knew that he needed to tell her about the upcoming plan with Klaus, Elijah and Stefan. She didn't need all the details, or even to get involved, she just needed to be aware.
"So, you have something to tell me?"
"I do."
"Do you want to tell me now?"
Elena felt her mouth becoming dry and her heartbeat, like always when Damon was around, began to accelerate. She wanted to tell him, but she would rather do it, in her room, in his arms.
"Do you want to go upstairs?"
"As much as I want to, I can't tonight. I actually came over to tell you something too."
Elena's face fell; he was going to tell her he had a change of heart. She could feel a sting of tears burning behind her eyes, but she held them at bay. Damon noticed the change in her facial expression and it made him frown. He placed a finger under her chin, lifting her face to meet his.
"Elena, it has nothing to do with us. It has something to do with Klaus."
Elena exhaled a sigh of relief, and cursed herself mentally for thinking that Damon didn't care for her anymore. That was such a stupid thought, Elena. Now, she was concerned with what Damon had to say about Klaus, and her little omission of love would have to wait.
"Do you want to tell me what you had to tell me?"
"It can wait. What's going on with Klaus?"
"Well, the other night when you were off with Bonnie tracking down her mom, she sent me a text and put me on coffin duty because Klaus was on his way."
"Ok she told me that."
"Ok, well, I managed to remove the locked coffin and bring it to the boarding house. And I also managed to do something else with one of the coffins I left behind for Klaus."
"What?"
"I undaggered Elijah."
"What? Why?"
"I thought with him being totally vengeful and angry at Klaus, that he might help us out."
"Klaus is still his family Damon, his brother. I wouldn't be so sure of him helping bring down the bastard anytime soon."
"I know but we've run out of options."
"Why didn't you tell me last night?"
"It wasn't the right time. I just wanted it to be us last night, no supernatural problems, just two people, kissing. I really loved last night."
Elena's body shivered at Damon's touch, the electric current traveling throughout her body. She couldn't resist him anymore, nor would she even try. His hands sat lazily at her hips, rubbing little circles in her skin with his thumbs.
"I loved last night too."
"Good. But I'm sorry I have to take care of this tonight. Stefan and I are going to negotiate a truce with the brother's gloom. I would have really liked to just be here with you though, trust me."
"You could come back after? I might need you to protect me."
"No one is going to set foot over here, no one is going to touch you. I won't let that happen."
"But I want you. I mean, I want you to stay."
Damon smiled, enjoying the way Elena was responding to his touch and the cute little game she was playing. Their lips dangerously close to one another, their voices coming out in almost whispers.
"Well, I might be able to work something out."
"Could you?"
"For you I'll work it out."
Elena sighed into Damon's lips, loving the way his mouth felt on hers. Their kissing escalading into heated passion. Her fingers intertwining in his hair, pulling his face closer to hers as if she would devour his mouth. After a few moments, Elena pulled away slowly from Damon, desire burning in her eyes.
"Be careful tonight."
"I'm always careful."
"Yeah right. Please Damon; don't get into a fight over there. I don't want to come and save you."
"Elena, you will not leave this house tonight. Promise me."
"Damon…"
"E-le-na, this isn't a joke, I can't do what needs to be done if I'm worrying about you. If you promise me that you will stay in tonight, I promise you that I will meet you in bed tonight."
"Sounds like a good trade."
"I thought so."
Damon kissed Elena lightly as she began to giggle, God he adored her. He couldn't wait until Klaus was out of the picture and Elena could just live without fear or harassment.
"So, what was it you were going to tell me?"
"Can I tell you when you come back?"
"Sure."
They locked lips one last time before Damon pulled away and walked out the door, promising Elena that he would return as soon as possible. Elena's stomach was still going crazy with everything she wanted to say to Damon, but now was really not the time. She hoped that everything would be ok, but what if it wasn't? What if Damon didn't come back tonight because he was hurt, or Klaus didn't feel like talking and ruined the whole plan? Elena's palms became sweaty, as her feet moved freely out the front door. Damon had just opened the driver's side door of the Camaro, as he heard Elena calling his name.
"Elena I will be right back, re…"
Before he could get another word out Elena's lips came crashing down in waves onto his, her tongue begged for entrance into his mouth, which he willingly accepted. His arms instinctively wrapped around her tiny body, as her arms held tight around his neck. Within seconds, he felt a wet warmth fall onto his cheek; pulling away from Elena's grasp he saw that she was crying. Her chest heaved uncontrollably.
"What's wrong? Are you ok? Elena, please say something?"
"I couldn't live with myself if something happened tonight to you."
"Nothing is going to happen to me, please trust me. This will work."
"I mean, I wouldn't be able to stand it if something happened and I never had a chance to tell you how I feel."
With that Damon, stood still, his whole body tensing up, waiting for her to speak. This is something he had not anticipated, and he feared it was not going to bode well for him in the end. However, as Elena took his face in her soft hands, and kissed him sweetly, all of his doubts washed away. Her bright doe eyes piercing into his, glistening with her emotion.
"I love you Damon. I need you to know that. I'm in love with you and I want this to work. That's my secret and it needs to be said. I want to be with you."
