Hello! ;D Sorry for the wait, people! But I couldn't decide whether or not to write this continuation as Damon's POV or simply from a general point of view. I think for now...I'll just go over the events exactly as on the show, Damon's POV, of course and we'll see where that takes me.
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Chapter 3: One secret, selfish day -Part 1
Time stood still as we both held onto each other for dear life, trying to catch our breaths. Elena's fingers were drawing random patterns on the skin of my back and shoulders and from what I could smell, there was probably blood smeared onto my back, but I couldn't care less.
The raw, intoxicating feeling of rightness was enveloping both of us and I didn't actually remember a time when I had felt this happy. It was strange to have such strong emotions flood into me all at once, but it felt good to be able to show Elena just how much I felt.
I pulled back a little, my gaze landing on Elena's beautiful face and I felt like I was finally whole. As cliché as that was, it was like all those years I had never been completely happy and now, watching Elena's dazed expression and looking at her I felt like this was what I had been dreaming of all my life. Her lips were swollen from the nips and hungry kisses I placed upon them and her cheeks were flushed, making her look thoroughly fucked. I smirked, knowing that it was me that had satisfied her and had made her look this disheveled and equally beautiful.
Her gaze was entrancing, countless, unrecognizable emotions swirling in their depths of endless chocolate. Those eyes were capable of making me do anything she wanted. I was reduced to one of those love sick boys under her innocent gaze.
Elena smiled up at me, studying my face as much as I was ogling hers and I hoped that she saw that I was truly and completely open. Judging by her knowing look and bright smile, she did.
We stood there like that for what seemed like hours, but were barely minutes, relishing in the feeling of our bodies touching everywhere. I knew that today we were going to have to face the world, but I was ready for that. As long as I had Elena I was ready for anything and I was going to fight that much harder to keep her safe and happy. The circumstances in which we had come together (no pun intended) were not the most desirable ones, but we were going to make it work. It was our time…it was finally right.
As I was about to move off of her, I saw her bring her fingers to her plump lips. Elena's eyes darkened with mischief and I was taken aback when she started licking off the blood that was coating her fingers- my blood. I watched as she sucked and licked her fingers clean, utterly fascinated by her lewd actions and I had to restrain myself from pinning her back to the bed. My body was responding to her seductive behavior and I gulped as she let out a soft moan at the taste of blood.
"Elena…I suggest you stop that if you ever want to get out of this bed." I whispered, knowing that I couldn't control myself for much longer if she kept up teasing me like that.
Her soft tongue was sliding down her middle finger and her eyelids fluttered closed as she swirled her tongue over her finger and collected every last drop of blood off her finger. She was playing dirty and she knew it, but I guessed it was also partly because of the taste of my blood and because she was a baby vamp, she was lost in the moment.
Even as I tried to rationalize her behavior, I was watching her closely, lust clouding my thoughts. I didn't move, though and I still was on top of her, holding my upper body up with my arms. I knew that my body was well aware of her closeness and I was rock hard again. Just as she finished licking her fingers clean, her eyes opened and a throaty moan escaped her lips.
"Damon…" My name fell from her lips in such a way that made me grit my teeth. Elena had surely felt by now the exact extent of my arousal and I saw her eyes widen slightly as her hands rested on each side of my neck.
"I still have to go to school…" She mumbled and I felt her fingers caressing the side of my face as her lips formed a kissable pout.
"I know…" I sighed, placing a soft kiss on her plump lips before I pulled away and rolled off of her. That was probably one of the hardest things I've done, especially considering the fact that we would have to face everyone once we were out of my bedroom. It was not something I was particularly looking forward to.
I watched Elena stand up from the bed, wrapping the white sheet around her body as she smiled back at me. Now it my turn to pout as I saw her rush around the room, gathering the things she needed to get ready for school. I couldn't help but feel that much happy at seeing Elena walk around my room and get ready for school. It was such a normal, everyday thing to do and I was enjoying every minute of it. Even the fact that the few things she had brought with her were neatly folded and placed inside my drawers.
Thinking about that brought up a memory from just a few days ago when I came home and Elena was searching for the stake. I would never forget the look on her face as she opened my underwear drawer and the way that she dangled a pair of boxers at me. They had always had a special kind of understanding and it was just something about teasing her that was so normal. I had discovered the racy sets of lingerie in her own drawers some time back and I couldn't resist teasing her again.
"You're staring…" Elena smiled brightly as her sing-song tone broke me out of my thoughts. I rolled my eyes, standing up from the bed not even bothering to cover up as I saw that Elena was already wearing a new set of sexy navy lingerie and looking in the mirror as she held a dress in her hands.
"Well…you're beautiful" I walked over to her and placed a kiss on her cheek as I saw her grin back at me in the mirror.
Elena turned around, placing a soft kiss on my lips before she realized that I was completely naked and she raised an eyebrow, smiling as she shook her head and turned back around. Judging by her flushed face and adorable knowing smile I probably needed a cold shower.
"See what you do to me, Elena?" I chuckled as she grinned back at me and I walked into the shower as she got dressed and put on makeup.
I took a really quick and cold shower, not wanting to waste more of the precious time I started spending with Elena and I dried off just as quickly before putting on my clothes. Elena was ready, wearing that dress that fitted so good on her upper body and a cardigan on top, tying her hair in a messy bun as I walked back to her, fully clothed this time around.
She looked stunning…and happy, her face radiant and her smile brighter than the sun as I hugged her and inhaled the sweet scent of her perfume. Thing was that I loved seeing her like this…it had been a long time since I saw her this carefree and even the fact that she was wearing a dress made me her change a bit more evident.
"Do we really have to get out of this room?" Elena smiled as we were both ready to
"Oh, believe me…we're going to come back here soon" I chuckled, looking at her intently and doing that eye thing that drives her crazy all the time and makes her roll her eyes. I threw in a wiggle of my eyebrows to emphasize the suggestive words as we descended the stairs. Elena laughed at that and shook her head and I couldn't help but smile at her expression.
"Bag…" I said as we reached the hallway and Elena picked her bag up.
"I got it…" Just as she grabbed her bag I saw a scarf hanging from it and quickly bent down to get it, having at least another excuse to touch her.
"Scarf…" I swiftly draped the scarf over her head and Elena turned around just in time for me to pull her closer.
"Wha…" She didn't get to finish her idea because I couldn't resist pressing my lips to her. Elena's hands rested on my forearms as she eagerly pressed her full lips against mine.
"Mmm…" Elena muttered as I felt her soft lips curl into a smile. I pulled back a bit and then placed another small peck on her irresistible lips. The simple gesture and small kiss was something that I never realized I liked, but just being like this with Elena was more than what I ever imagined.
Elena had a huge grin as she looked up at me and I could see that sparkle in her eyes that had been missing for a while now. She let out a satisfied sigh and I just knew that I wanted at least for a little bit to simply enjoy every one of those small, normal moments where I could make her smile like that.
"Listen, Damon…" She started and I quickly interrupted her.
"No. No, no, no… Don't ruin it." I placed my finger on her lips, not really wanting to think about having to face everyone's pointed glares and judgmental looks this early in the morning. My expression must have been amusing because Elena laughed a bit, taking my hand away from her lips so that she could speak.
"You don't even know what I was gonna say..."
"Well...I'm assuming it starts with 'what are we' and it ends with 'going to tell Stefan'..." I rolled my eyes, grimacing as I thought about actually having the dreaded conversation with my bro.
"He should know..." Elena simply stated the obvious as she looked down.
"I know he should know...I just don't know when he should know it" I pouted, shaking my head and probably going a bit overboard with my childish behaviour, but I wanted to have more time to enjoy this thing with Elena. I shrugged as I played with Elena's scarf a bit, still smiling as I realized that I could actually be close to her and do these things without feeling guilty.
"Well he knows that something is going on between us...I mean...it's the reason that he and I broke up."
"Yeah, but can't we just let ourselves enjoy one secret, selfish day before we destroy his?" I brought my hands to her beautiful face, caressing the soft skin of her jaw as I spoke, smirking as my gaze fell upon her lips that curled into a smile.
"Maybe we shouldn't..."
"No, Elena, this is our time! It's never been right before but it is right now." I interrupted her again, wanting to make sure that she understood what I was thinking about. I couldn't stop smiling and, as the words flew out of my mouth, it finally dawned on me just how truthful they were.
I could see that she was thinking the same thing as I did, her eyes boring into mine as I smiled, knowing that I was going to have it my way.
"Just one day...one day..." I pointed my finger at her, seeing that adorable smile form on her lips and I matched it, knowing that she was going to cave under my charming and sincere smile.
"Okay...one day" Elena relented and I let out a victorious 'yes' smiling broadly as I heard Elena's enchanting laugh. She looked at me one more time, grinning at me before she turned towards the door. I didn't want to see her leave, but I knew that I couldn't really keep her locked up. Even I wasn't that possessive...
I walked behind her and held the door open only to be greeted with Stefan. Both Elena and I stopped in our tracks and so did Stefan. I did a mental eye roll at the incredible bad timing. Well this isn't awkward at all...
"Hey..." Elena said politely as Stefan took a deep breath.
"Hey..." He looked at her and then at me and I pursed my lips, not knowing what else to say. Even I couldn't manage to dismiss this amount of awkwardness.
"See you in History?" Elena continued, making Stefan a bit more uncomfortable still if that was possible.
"Yeah..." He said and Elena looked down, scurrying out to her car, avoiding eye contact with Stefan as she went.
I tapped my fingers against the wooden door and Stefan walked in, still not exchanging more than a few grimaces with me. Well that isn't good... I shut the door behind him and turned to face my brother, crossing my arms across my chest and waiting for him to speak first because I sure as hell didn't know what to say to him.
"Listen...we need to talk..." Stefan finally had the guts to speak and those words wiped the smile off my face. I saw the serious look in my brother's eyes and I sighed, knowing that my secret selfish day was about to turn into a heartbreaking one where I'd have to make difficult decisions as all of these past few days had been.
Stefan simply walked over to the couch, sitting down and motioning to the other couch for me to do the same. This doesn't look good... By Stefan's expression and silence I started to think that maybe he had decided to come home last night and he had heard me and Elena...but I just had to wait for him to tell me...
"Oh, no. Please don't tell me you've been kicked out of Caroline's when you used up all her hairspray?" I mocked, knowing that as much as I tried to diffuse the tension it was in vain. Stefan scoffed and I sat down, raising my arms as he glared at me.
"This is serious, Damon... It's about Elena." And with that he had my undivided attention. I felt my muscles tense and I clenched my jaw, expecting him to elaborate. I really had to stop getting my hopes up about finally being happy.
"Caroline and I talked about it and we think Elena's sired to you..." Stefan said, his words making me glare at him.
"Sired? Really, Stefan?" I shook my head, knitting my eyebrows together at my brother's crazy suggestion. He looked at me like it was the most logical thing that he had said and I scoffed at him.
"That is the most pathetic nonsense I've ever heard come out of your mouth...and you've said some crap in your day." I pointed out, starting to get pissed as he shrugged his shoulders.
"Well...it was your blood that turned her, right? I mean she's been different since day one because of you...you can't deny that" I watched as Stefan gestured and started to explain, but seriously now...I couldn't even have one day to be happy? I didn't even want to listen to Stefan anymore because I didn't want to even think about the possibility of Elena being sired to me. That would mean that...no...I'm not thinking about it!
"Sure I can...I finally got Elena to a good place about being a vampire and you two idiots can't stand that she's happy because of me." I thought I was doing well...convincing myself and Stefan that they were wrong. Because it was all I could do not to lose this last bit of happiness that I still had left from this morning. And now Stefan had to come in and make me doubt everything that had happened between me and Elena after her transition.
Not to mention that I had done much more than simply get Elena to a good place about being a vampire. Just thinking about last night and this morning had me desperately trying to find reasons to ignore everything that Stefan said.
"Alright...you know what? Prove me wrong...tell her it's okay to drink from a blood bag." Stefan insisted and I couldn't even ponder about that...
"She can't! Her weird ...doppelganger body rejected the blood from the bag."
"Right...because you told her to! You said she had to drink warm, human blood straight from the vein. She almost died to make you happy." Damn it Stefan! Stop! Just please stop making so much sense right now...that was all I could think about and now that Stefan pointed out things like this it made doubt creep into my heart. I didn't need this!
"Just ask her to drink from a blood bag. Make sure you tell her how happy you'll be if it works. If I'm wrong I'll be the first to apologize." Dread coursed through my veins as I thought about what it meant if she'd actually drink the blood now. But now I had to do that...to see if what Stefan said was true. I had to simply not think about what if she's actually sired. I was going to hang onto that sliver of hope.
"When her body rejects this blood, which it will, your apology better be epic." I spoke these words through gritted teeth, standing up from the couch and heading straight for the basement cooler and grabbing a blood bag. I had to block out thoughts about what would happen if Elena was actually sired to me because it was just too painful to think about that possibility.
Elena walked through the school hallway, smiling as she heard Bonnie cal her name and she went over to her best friends, still feeling like she was floating and happy like she hadn't been in a while.
"Hey...is everything ok?" Bonnie asked her and she frowned, her mind flashing to Damon and thinking that her friends suspected something.
"Yeah, why wouldn't it be?" She asked back, a bit paranoid.
"Well...Caroline told me you had to move out to stay away from Jeremy..." Bonnie eyed her cautiously and Elena immediately felt relief wash over her, sighing.
"Matt's at the house staying with him right now to make sure he keeps all of his...hunter stuff in control" She whispered the last part, looking around to make sure no one heard them.
"He's okay..." Elena added quickly.
"But are you? I mean clearly they don't have a flat iron at Hotel Salvatore..." Caroline smiled, eyeing her messy bun.
"Oh, I was in a rush...I mean..." Elena stuttered as she hurriedly worked on letting her hair free from the elastic before she came up with a proposition for them.
"Look...do you girls have any plans tonight? I'm in desperate need of some girl talk"
"Yeah I'm in!" Bonnie said quickly, smiling broadly as she continued. "Shane taught me some small spells I've been wanting to try." She smiled sheepishly and Caroline caught that.
"Hmm...creepy professor guy is just Shane now..." Caroline crossed her arms over her chest, making Bonnie reply immediately.
"He's not creepy!"
"We're not judging." Elena interfered, smiling at how weird it was that even their 'boy talk' had turned into anything but normal.
"I am!" Caroline argued, making Elena roll her eyes.
"Don't listen to her...So...girl's night? We can raid the Salvatore wine cellar" Elena began again, smiling at the idea of sharing the news with her friends.
"Um...are you sure that Stefan and Damon are cool with us crashing at their place?" Caroline asked, a bit apprehensive of the idea especially now that she knew Elena was sired to Damon. She wanted to tell her, but Stefan had made her promise not to. Just as she was about to speak, Elena noticed that Damon was there, motioning for her to come into one of the classrooms.
"I can't go home because my brother is trying to kill me so their place is mine now, too. I'll see you in a bit" She hurriedly told them, rushing over to where she saw Damon enter without letting the girls respond.
Back to Damon's POV:
I walked into the classroom, blood bag safely hidden inside my jacket as I waited for Elena to come. Seeing her out there, talking to her friends and smiling like that brought back memories from this morning. We had been so happy and it was killing me to think that it might all have been because of a stupid sire bond.
I heard the door open behind me and I turned to greet Elena with a smile as she made her way towards me until she was merely inches away. Her hands came to rest on my chest, her eyes boring into mine as she smiled widely.
"You being here makes your secret, selfish day a little difficult, don't you think?" Elena asked me, making me chuckle as I pulled out the blood bag and decided I had to get this over with.
"Forgot your lunch" I finally looked up at her, showing her the blood bag, which she eyed warily.
"I can't! You know I can't." She looked at me questioningly and I had to try hard to come up with something that would sound at least a bit convincing.
"Well...last time you tried it...you know... the circumstances were less than optimal and I think maybe you should just give it another try. See if it works..." I was freaking nervous and I hoped that a smirk here and there would compensate for the stuttering so that I wouldn't sound nervous. Elena looked at me, then at the blood bag and she was clearly apprehensive and I remembered Stefan's words: 'Make sure you tell her how happy you'll be if it works.'
"I really think it will. Please...for me" I added, looking into Elena's eyes and trying to put on a smile to reassure her that it would be ok. But, fuck, did I hope it wouldn't. It was selfish and really wrong of me to want her to reject the blood, but I couldn't even think about the alternative.
Elena took the bag from my hand, taking off the cap and brought it to her lips. I watched as she sipped a bit of blood and my whole body was tensioned in anticipation. Elena pulled the bag away, looking at me, confusion taking over her features as she brought the bag back to her lips and drank some more.
I narrowed my eyes, not wanting to accept the truth of her actions.
"Are you okay?" I watched her as she savoured the blood, only making me see it that more clearly. Oh no!
"I'm fine...it tastes like blood. The last time it was like hot garbage." She said as she smiled, drinking a bit more. My mind was reeling, my heart broking with every sip of blood that Elena took. This couldn't be happening...this was not happening!
"Are you sure you're okay?" I asked, hanging to that sliver of hope desperately, but watching it fade as Elena nodded her head urgently.
"Better than okay..." She smiled broadly, her eyes shining with happiness and I couldn't even look in her eyes anymore. Stefan had been right...Elena was indeed sired to me.
"I mean...maybe last time it was a bad batch or something...I can't believe this, Damon...I don't have to hurt people anymore!" I grimaced at how happy she was, but I was falling apart on the inside, knowing that it was all too good to be true.
Elena's huge grin didn't have that effect on me anymore as it did in the morning. Now I was left with the memories of us and the guilt and despair that accompanied the knowledge of Elena being sired to me. I didn't know what to do...and she practically threw herself at me, wrapping her arms around my neck and I held onto her for dear life. When she let go I felt like I was about to crumble.
"I have to get to class. Thank you!" I didn't look in her eyes, the gratefulness in her voice making me even more conflicted. Before I could say anything else, I felt Elena's lips on mine, passionate and sweet and I closed my eyes, savouring the feeling. That could've been our last kiss for all I knew.
And then, she exited the room, leaving me all alone with my thoughts. On one hand I did make Elena's life easier with this, but she had no idea that she was sired to me and I didn't even want to think about what she'd do when she found out. She could easily lash out and tell me how I forced her to feel that way. I felt like a stake had been pushed into my heart as I thought about what we've done...it was like I had abused her. I took away her free will without even knowing it and now I was left with a million conflicting emotions swirling in my mind.
What do I do now?
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