here is the second chapter, that i wrote while struggling for inspiration on my other stories. hope you like it.


"He still hasn't called me. I thought what we had shared that night, would be reason to call me. But apparently not. I mean, maybe it's a blessing in disguise because I don't want another relationship. But really, he should have called me." Elena fretted to Bonnie and Caroline the Saturday after the party.

"Maybe it wasn't meant to be anything. I mean I've never met the guy so I don't know much. But maybe you felt the chemistry but he didn't." Caroline suggested.

"I don't think that's it. Like you said you didn't see them Caroline, they were totally into each other." Bonnie defended.

"Maybe Caroline's right. Maybe he wasn't into me. He was just pretending for the night. Or maybe he stopped being into me when I told him I couldn't have sex with him." Elena said.

"I really wish I could help you, but I don't know how. So I was thinking we have a boy free shopping spree." Bonnie suggested smiling at her friends.

"That sounds great." Caroline enthused, and Elena nodded excitedly, deciding to put any thoughts of Damon behind her.

The girls wandered to the food court after spending the morning shopping.

"What are we eating?" Bonnie asked.

"I don't know about you but I'm really craving a taco. You guys can eat whatever though" Elena said walking towards the Taco Bell.

"I'm going to McDonalds. Every once in a while McDonalds tastes super good." Caroline said, and Bonnie agreed with her. While Elena was standing in the long line, she heard a voice call out to her.

"Elena? Its nice to see you." Damon said standing with his hands in his pockets staring at her.

"Damon. It's nice to see you too." she said awkwardly. Damon took a couple steps toward her.

"Sorry I didn't call. I lost your number. And yes I know, you wrote it on my hand, but stupid me had a shower and it washed off before I could write it down." he explained.

"Oh. I just kinda thought that you weren't into me, and didn't want to call me." Elena admitted.

"Don't you remember the night of the party? I was so into you. I wanted you that night and I still want you now." he said vehemently.

"Really?" she asked.

"Really. In fact what are you up to right now?" he asked.

"Just getting lunch with my friends. They're waiting for me over there." she said pointing to Caroline and Bonnie who were watching curiously.

"Well, what if I join you three. Unless this is strictly a girls day." he said.

"I'm sure they wouldn't mind if you joined us." Elena admitted. Damon grinned at her and slid in line behind her intent on ordering something from the menu. His hands rested on her hips, and she instinctively leaned into him. When they made it to the front of the line, Damon paid for her meal and together they walked to the table where Bonnie and Caroline were waiting.

"Well, well. What have we here?" Caroline asked eyeing Damon.

"This is Damon. The guy I told you about." she said smiling at her friends.

"Well, why doesn't Damon join us." Caroline said, winking at Elena.

"It's nice to see you again Damon." Bonnie said politely.

"You as well." he said sitting down next to Elena and passing her food to her.

"And you thought he wasn't into you." Caroline admonished.

"Shut up." Elena hissed to her friend, earning a laugh out of Damon, while he wrapped his free arm around her shoulder.

"So Damon, why don't you tell us something about you. Considering you're with our best friend and we know nothing about you." Caroline suggested

"Alright. Damon Salvatore. Born in Italy. 24 years old. Loves cooking. Loves Mystic Falls. Best cook on the planet." Damon listed.

"Well well. Elena you've snagged yourself an older guy." Caroline said.

"Shut up Caroline." Elena begged.

"Fine. I'll stop embarrassing you now." Caroline promised.

"Thanks." Elena said darkly.

"So what are you two exactly?" Bonnie wondered.

"What are you and Jeremy?" Elena countered.

"I don't know. We're just having fun right now I think." Bonnie answered thrown off by the question.

"Not an easy question to answer huh." Elena shot back.

The group sat in the food court for a while longer before Damon stood up.

"I better get going. I'll see you soon. This time I promise to call you Elena." he said flashing the slip of paper she has rewritten her number on.

"You'd better." she said standing up. He grinned at her, knowing what she wanted, he leaned down to kiss her softly.

"I'll call you." he said before striding away. Once he was gone, Elena sank back to her seat.

"wow." Caroline said in awe.

"Wow what?" Elena questioned.

"He is hot. Plus, you two are so into each other. Just wow." she explained.

"I like him. But I don't want a relationship, he's fun to be around, and right now that is just what I need." she said.

Matt seen Elena, Bonnie and Caroline sitting in the food court. He hadn't expected to see them there, but there they were. The only reason he was even in the mall was to find a birthday present for his grandma. Smiling, he walked over to where they were seated.

"Hey. How's it going?" he asked taking the empty seat next to Elena.

"Awesome." Caroline said smiling at her friend.

"Just shopping today?" he asked curiously.

"Yeah. And eating lunch." she answered.

"Cool. How are you Elena?' he asked.

"I'm really good. Today is actually kind of perfect." she said just before her phone started ringing.

Damon got in his car and drove back to the boarding house. Stefan and Lexi were walking outside, with a sickening sweet, lovey dovey expression on their faces.

"Hey Damon. Where did you go?" Stefan asked. "Out. You two are disgusting by the way." he said.

"And why exactly are we disgusting?" Lexi countered.

"Because here you are, all googly eyed at the sight of my little brother. He is just as twitterpated as you are." he explained.

"Did you just-" Stefan started before Damon cut him off.

"Yes I did just use a Bambi reference if that was what you were wondering." Damon said snarkily.

"I thought so. Of all movies you had to pick Bambi." Stefan said laughing.

"Shut up. It worked out perfectly." Damon argued before walking into the house and picking up his phone.

Elena glanced at the caller ID, and immediately began grinning.

"Well, hello there." she greeted.

"Hello there. So I was wondering…" he started.

"Wondering what?" she asked aware of the flirty tone of her voice. The tone that came on whenever she was talking with Damon.

"Wondering if you wanted to hang out tonight. My brother and Lexi are nauseatingly lovey tonight. And its making me sick. You'd really be doing me a favor if you came over. Plus I really want to see you." he said a flirty tone in his voice.

"what do you want to do if I come over?" she asked flirting.

"Oh I don't know. I'm sure we could think of something. We can always continue where we left off." he suggested.

"We could do that." she agreed.

"Or at this point I would also be willing to just talk like we were earlier that night. Before the hot make out session. While you couldn't keep your hands off of me." he said huskily.

"Oh right. I think it was the opposite as to what you said." she said.

"I disagree. But regardless you should come over tonight. It'll be fun. A night with Damon Salvatore is never boring. Plus, I'll feed you." he offered.

"Feed me what?" she asked.

"I'll make something. I happen to be a phenomenal cook. Just you wait and see." he said.

"Alright. I'll be there. Is 6 fine?" she asked.

"6 is perfect." he agreed.

"Great I'll see you then." she said before hanging up. Bonnie, Caroline and Matt looked at her expectantly with looks of curiosity, and suspiciousness on their faces respectively.

"So…" Caroline probed.

"Who was on the phone?" Bonnie asked curiously.

"Yeah." Matt said suspiciously.

"It was just a friend." Elena said brushing off the phone call and the butterflies she felt in her stomach at hearing Damon's voice.

"Okay then." Caroline said clearly not believing a thing Elena said. Caroline winked at Bonnie knowingly while Matt looked on, appearing satisfied that his dreams of repairing his relationship with Elena were safe.

After they were finished in the food court, the group stood up and began walking away.

"Elena, can I talk to you alone for a minute?" Matt asked.

"Uh, yeah. Sure." Elena said confused. They walked off to the side a little ways away from Bonnie and Caroline.

"I was wondering if you had an escort to the Miss Mystic competition? If you don't I would be honoured to escort you." he said.

"Uh, Matt. I don't know. We broke up, that would make it really awkward I think. And I really don't want it to be awkward between us." she trying to explain it.

"Or is it because you've already found someone to ask?" he asked crestfallen.

"Matt…" Elena started.

"No. I seen how you and that Damon guy were at the party last week. I saw how you stared at each other. And I know that despite what you said, you didn't spend the entire party "talking" to him upstairs. I know there's something going on. And I'm sure it was him that you made plans with tonight. I'm not stupid Elena." he said sadly.

"Matt, if this is what you're asking, I'm not dating Damon. We are seeing each other yes. But we are not dating. It's not official. But I like him, I'm having fun with him. And that is what I need right now." she defended.

"Are you going to ask him to escort you to Miss Mystic?" he asked hopefully.

"I don't know. Maybe. He would make it fun that's for sure. But in the end its my decision who I ask. And I don't need you pressuring me about it. If I want to ask you, I will." Elena stated.

"Fine." he said giving in. Elena nodded before returning to Bonnie and Caroline, who looked at her questioningly. Elena shook her head infinitesimally signalling to them that she would explain later.

When the girls left the mall Caroline stared at Elena in the rear view mirror, expecting an explanation about the conversation with Matt.

"Elena are you ever going to tell us about what happened with Matt?" Caroline demanded.

"Fine. He told me that he knows that there is something going on between Damon and I. and also that he thought we still had a chance to make it work out between us. He wants to escort me to the Miss Mystic competition." Elena admitted.

"So, who do you want to ask?" Bonnie asked.

"Honestly… I kind of want to ask Damon. I don't know what it is about him, buy whenever we're together I cant wait til the next time we're together. He's so much fun, and I know we're just friends more or less right now. I think we could end up being more. I want him to escort me." Elena admitted.

"Well then ask him. I mean the competition is in 3 weeks. Monday we start practicing. You need an escort by then. Ask him tonight when you go over there." Caroline suggested.

"I could do that. Or I could just let Matt escort me. I mean asking him to be my escort is taking a huge step forward in our relationship." Elena fretted.

"If you want to go with him then ask him. You wont know unless you try Elena. Do you want to go with Matt, whom you broke up with because there was no passion, no spark in the relationship? Or do you want to go with Damon whom you have this huge attraction to? With someone that you have this connection with, where even watching you two I could see the attraction between. I think it's a no-brainer." Bonnie said.

"Thanks. I know you're right. As usual." Elena said smiling.

"So you're gonna ask him?" Bonnie probed.

"Yeah. I'll ask him tonight." Elena promised. Caroline squealed happily. Elena and Bonnie just stared at Caroline confused.

"What? I just want Elena to be as happy as I am with Tyler. And you for some strange, odd reason are with Jeremy" Caroline defended. Elena laughed as Caroline pulled up in front of the house. Elena climbed out and walked up the front walk before entering the house.

Loving the silence in the house, Elena walked up the stairs leisurely to her room. Her dad was working and her mom was with Mrs Lockwood, planning the competition. Having the entire house to herself she turned on some music and flopped down onto her bed reaching for her diary on the end table. Using the silence and the music she wrote everything and anything that was on her mind into the little leather bound book. When it was time to head over to Damon's, Elena scribbled a note to her parents and left the house. She had no idea where Jeremy was, but didn't really care at the moment. When she arrived at Damon's, she knocked on the door and waited for him to answer it. A couple seconds later Damon opened the front door with a tea towel draped over his shoulder, looking much like a domestic god.

"Come on in." he said standing aside to let her pass through.

"It smells go good in here." she said sniffing the air.

"I hope you like teriyaki. Tonight's meal is marinated in it." he said.

"I love it. " she assured him.

"Good. Then at least you're gonna love the food. I pride myself on being an excellent cook." he said smirking.

"I bet you are." she said following him into the kitchen.

"Now you just relax, I will finish this off. Do you like wine?" he asked.

"Sure. Just a little. I don't want to raise questions as to why I'm drunk when I come home tonight." Elena said.

"Of course." he replied grabbing a wine glass from the cabinet and choosing a bottle from the wine cooler. He poured them both a glance before setting the bottle on the counter. Elena took a sip and moaned contentedly.

"This is amazing. I've never tasted wine like this before." she admitted.

"I chose it because it compliments dinner quite nicely." Damon informed her. Elena nodded before taking another sip of her wine.

When dinner was finished, Damon divided it up onto two plates.

"Where are Stefan and Lexi tonight?" Elena wondered.

"The Grill." Damon answered.

"Oh. I actually wanted to ask you something." Elena admitted.

"What?" Damon asked staring at her expectantly.

"You know the Miss Mystic Falls competition?" she asked.

"Yeah, what about it?" Damon asked.

"Well I've entered, and I was wondering if you would escort me?" she asked somewhat nervously. Damon smiled at her before standing up and bowing theatrically.

"I would be honoured to escort you Miss Gilbert." he said.

"Really, thank you Damon. It was either you or Matt. And I didn't want the competition to be awkward." Elena admitted.

"I'm a much better choice than you're mundane ex boyfriend." Damon said. Elena smiled and began eating her dinner.

"This is really good." Elena admitted.

"I know. But thank you for saying it." he smirked. When dinner was finished Damon escorted Elena into the living room. He motioned for her to sit down, and he sat down next to her.

"So when is the first practice?" Damon asked knowing all about the Miss Mystic traditions.

"Monday after school." she said.

"Good, is it at the Lockwood's?" he asked.

"Yup. How do you know so much about it?" she wondered.

"a little research." he said lying.

"So what do you want to do now?" she asked.

"I know what I'd like to do, but I don't want to push you." he said.

"Push away, I'll tell you when I cant go any further. I know what you want and I want the same thing." she said her voice getting huskier every word. He slid closer to her on the couch before placing his hands on either side of her face.

"I'm gonna kiss you now." he said while leaning in.

"Don't say it, just do it." she said leaning closer to him and winding her arms around his neck. Not able to wait any longer, they're mouths collided in a dirty visceral kiss. His hands moved down to her waist and he pulled her over to straddle him on the couch. She could feel the growing hardness in his jeans and it turned

her on even more. She could feel the wetness seeping through her panties as she instinctively rubbed herself over him. The passion was tangible, Damon's hands slid up Elena's shirt running his hands over her back. She broke the kiss, needing the air.

"Is everything okay?" Damon asked worried that he pushed her too far too fast.

"Yeah. I just need to catch my breath." she said. Damon grinned and started kissing the side of her neck. Elena moaned as she felt him suck on a spot on the side of her neck. She knew he was going to leave a mark but couldn't care less, makeup and scarves existed for something. His hands still caressed her back intimately. Needing to feel more, she took his hands and slid them around to the front of her shirt so he could cup her bra covered breasts. He moaned at the initial feeling of her plump breasts in his hands. It didn't matter that he couldn't see them, he could feel them. And that was more than enough for right now. He continued assaulting her neck with kisses and sucking motions feeling her writhe atop of him. He was aching for relief but he knew he couldn't expect that from her at this juncture. She started pulling at the hem of her shirt and seeing what she was doing Damon pulled it from her body. He gaped in awe at the beauty of her shirtless. Granted she still had on a bra that barely concealed the mounds that were her breasts.

"My God you're hot." he said gaping open mouthed at her.

"Thanks. I want to see you." she said gesturing to his shirt. He smirked before pulling the offending garment off and tossing it to the floor along with her shirt. His hands ran up and down her back while her hands rested on his chest while their tongues duelled for dominance. A few minutes later Elena broke away.

"God, I need to stop. If I don't stop I wont stop. And I don't want to regret this." she groaned.

"Okay. It's probably a good idea. If I don't stop now, I wont be able to." he said groaning when she rose off of him. Glancing down, she saw his obvious erection.

"I'm gonna need to take care of that." he mentioned smirking at the look of desire in her eyes.

"Can I watch?" Elena asked softly.

"You- want- what-?" he asked shocked.

"I want to watch you take care of that. Is it okay that I do? I want to witness how you like being touched. I want to see you." she admitted.

"You're wish is my command, he said standing up. He held out his hand and she willingly took it. He led her upstairs to his bedroom, and he shut the door behind them.

'I don't want Stefan to walk in." he explained. Without a trace of nervousness he unbuttoned his jeans and slid them down his body along with his boxers. Inch by inch he revealed tantalizing flesh that made her mouth start watering. God this man was gorgeous. She could see his erection curving upwards towards his belly button and she licked her lips. He went and sat down on the bed and positioned himself up against several pillows. Elena went to sit next to Damon on the bed and watched him begin stroking his erection up and down.

"Can I help?" she asked with a nervous lilt to her voice.

"If you choose." he said taking her hand. She sighed audibly at the first feel of his tumescent cock in her hand. He guided her hand until she took over. He writhed underneath her in pleasure causing her to smirk in response.

"God. Faster." he begged, lust clearly evident in his voice. She obliged, speeding up her movements causing him to buck his hips in response.

"Is this okay?" she asked timidly.

"Amazing." he grunted. She smiled in accomplishment, she has managed to make Damon Salvatore at a loss for words.

"I'm almost there. I'm gonna cum." he said moaning. Loving the look of rapture on his handsome face, she sped up her movements yet again pushing him ever closer to his mind numbingly amazing orgasm. Sensing how close to the edge he was, she leaned forward and kissed him passionately, sucking his tongue into her mouth. At that sensation he erupted all over the bed and her hand. She continued pumping him; milking him for all he was worth, while feeling him go limp in her hand. He collapsed against the pillows, his breathing heavy.

"Was that okay?" she asked.

"That was amazing. You are quite talented Miss Gilbert." he said.

"I've never done that before." she admitted shyly.

"Well that's shocking because you are shockingly talented. I think I owe you." he said.

"You do? And how do you propose to reward me?" she asked.

"Now keep in mind, I know that you are considerably less experienced than me, but I was hoping I could make you cum, like you made me." he suggested.

"Alright. I think I need to cum after seeing you." she said with no hesitance in her voice.

"Now if you're not comfortable with me seeing you naked at this point, you needn't take you're pants off." he said.

"It's okay. You were fine with showing me you. I will bare myself to you." she said standing up and undoing the button and zipper on her jeans. Doing a sexy striptease, she removed her pants and panties, enjoying the look of lust on Damon's face.

"You are so beautiful." he said short of breath.

"Thank you. I've never been naked for someone before." she admitted.

"I like being the only man to ever see you like this. Sit down beside me." he said patting the bed next to him. She obliged, and drew him in for a kiss. They're tongues duelled languidly and his hand caressed her breast. His other hand trailed down and started rubbing her slid with his thumb and teased her entrance with his pointer finger. Elena gasped and bucked her hips forward, loving the feeling of his finger. She was already so turned on, that it didn't take long for her to get totally into Damon's ministrations. He slid his finger inside of her and started wriggling it inside of her. She bit her lip in order to keep herself from called out. He grinned at the expression of ecstasy on her face.

"More." she panted. Obligingly he inserted another finger and spread them apart, stretching her. She had never felt something like that before, including all the times she had pleasured herself. Never in her entire life had she imagined that having someone else pleasure her would feel so incredible. Maybe it was because it was Damon, she wasn't sure. But regardless the feeling was indescribable. He picked up his speed and started thrusting his fingers faster than she would have thought was humanly possible.

"Damon. Damon, I'm gonna cum." she said feeling herself begin to come apart. He picked up his pace even more, causing her to tremble beneath him. After a couple more thrusts and continuously rubbing her clit she came apart, squeezing her eyes shut and biting into her lip to keep from screaming out. Damon watched her cum, loving the expression on her face, how she collapsed into the bed exhausted after. He laid down beside her and grinned.

"How was that?" he asked.

"wow. I never thought… I have never experienced anything like that before. My fingers are no competition for yours." she admitted.

"Really? So you touch yourself?" he asked smirking.

"Yeah. Matt and I weren't doing anything but kissing. And sometimes kissing just wasn't enough, so I had to finish what he started. And then there was the night of the party. I felt so unfulfilled that night." she said.

"Good to know. For the record I masturbated that night too. You got me so hot. I really didn't have a choice." he said huskily.

"I am going further with you than I ever thought I'd ever go. I never had any intention of being like this with Matt. He never turned me on like you do." she confessed.

"That's good. Because I've never been so turned on either." he told her kissing her forehead in a totally intimate but yet innocent action.

"I don't know how you feel about this, but while I don't want a boyfriend at the moment. I do want this to be exclusive. I don't want to be with anyone else, and I would prefer you weren't with anyone else either." Elena said looking down as she said it.

"Don't worry. This can be whatever you want it to be. Are we going public?" he asked.

"I don't know. My parents don't know about you. Matt isn't comfortable with it. But on the other hand, you are escorting me to the Miss Mystic competition. And Matt knows that we're involved." she said confusion written across her face.

"I have an idea. Let's not over think it. Let's just have fun." he suggested.

"That sounds perfect. But I better get home. I'm already an hour late for my curfew." she said glancing at the clock on his bedside table.

"Alright. I'll call you." he said as she got up and pulled her clothes back on. He stood up pulling on his pants and walked her downstairs.

"Maybe I'll see you tomorrow or something. If not I'll see you Monday." he said kissing her quickly. She nodded and turned to walk to her car.

When Elena arrived home, she seen the living room lights still on, signalling that her parents were home and her waiting up for her. Readying herself for a massive lecture she walked up the sidewalk. Once opening the front door she looked into the angry faces of her parents seated on the stairs, waiting for her.

"What time is it young lady?" Grayson asked.

"I know I'm late dad. I just lost track of time." she said.

"You are an hour late. It is 1am. You were supposed to be home at 12. You asked us for a later curfew and we granted it, because you said you were responsible." Grayson said as his wife stood by his side.

"I am responsible." Elena said reflexively, knowing she didn't have an argument for this transgression.

"Well then where were you?" he demanded.

"I was at Bonnie's?" Elena lied.

"You were now were you?" her father asked. "Yeah. I was going to spend the night, but decided I should probably come home." she lied again.

"Lie. Choose to play again? Choose you're next excuse very carefully. Because we called, Bonnie, Caroline, Matt. We even called the Lockwood's to see if they've seen you this evening. Where were you Elena Marie Gilbert?" Grayson demanded.

" I was visiting with my escort for the Miss Mystic competition. He was attempting to teach me the dance before practice starts on Monday." she lied.

"Who is your escort?" Grayson asked calming down.

"Damon Salvatore. I met him at the party last weekend." she admitted.

"Okay. Are you in a relationship with him?" he asked.

"We're friends right now. I don't know how to categorize our relationship. We're more than friends but less than dating. I'm not ready for another relationship." Elena confessed.

"Okay. Go up to bed. Also, you're grounded." he said.

"Grounded? I cant be grounded. I need to see Damon." Elena whined.

"Right now its for two weeks. You're free to go to your regularly scheduled Miss Mystic engagements, but no going out with friends, or anything casual. If you complain, it will become 3 weeks." Grayson said sternly. Knowing arguing would be feeble and stupid, she turned and retreated to her room. Once changed into her pyjamas, she climbed into bed and went to sleep.