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WARNING: There is slightly an intimate moment..

Chapter Three.

Elena POV

His eyes tore through her, staring with such intensity. "Damon? Is something wrong with Stefan?"

"I just found out something, Elena and I don't think you will like it." Damon's voice broke through the silence, causing a wave of electricity to run through her, her body starting to shake. She had been worrying enough lately that it even caused her to lose a large amount of sleep. How much more can I take?

Damon's brow furroughed as if trying to see what she was feeling, causing Elena to look away. "What is it, Damon?" She shut the bathroom door trying to avoid looking at him.

"The blood bank has been missing a large mass amount lately, It's daily. Anna came over to apologize earlier about...the incident.." She heard him stand from where he had been laying on her bed just minutes before. "...Well...You see, I thought it was their doings, That they were taking that much blood, I know I don't store that much in the house, due to the Sheriff coming over unexpectedly...And they didn't take it. At least they say they haven't taken it. I'm thinking it might be.."

don't say it, please I'm begging you...don't say it.

"Elena.." Damon's hand touched her bare skin, causing her to look in his direction. "You don't look so good.."

"Thanks, Damon. Really, It's what every girl wants to hear.." She ran a hand through her wet hair, the cold drops falling on her warm skin bringing her to reality even more, finally able to notice how close they were and that Damon's hand had not moved from where he first sat it, on her arm, the left hand now starting from the curve of her stomach to rest on her hips.

"Are you okay?" his eyes searched hers quickly, he wasn't used to showing this type of emotion, she could tell. It was probably just an act to try and get her to deceive Stefan, it had to be.

"I'm fine..." She looked towards the window and felt the hand that held her arm move to her face and run down her cheek, her eyes closed as soon as his skin made contact with hers. She knew she wasn't thinking correctly, she just wanted to forget everything to keep Damon quiet for a few moments to avoid the conclusion she knew he had come to. To avoid that Stefan had been drinking, that when he had came to visit her earlier he said that he had a few things to do, what was that? Take more blood from the blood bank, drink until he had no need for her blood so they could be together...

But that moment of thinking had given Damon the upperhand, her moment of weakness had gave him a moment to try...to do what he had been wanting to do since the night he tried to compel her. His lips had met the fold in her neck, causing her to gasp from surprise. What was he doing, what did he expect would happen? He was no different, he was a self serving psychopath, the man she had always known as one to think of only himself, why was he doing this? She tried to back away, but he only pressed her against the door she had backed into, his eyes looking at hers feverishly. "Damon.." Elena spoke softly, but he hadn't noticed the begging of him to stop in her eyes, his lips met hers, his moving slowly, she wasnt' kissing him back. No, in no way am I doing this to Stefan, just stay still, he will notice once I don't do anything... Her brow forroughed and yet he didn't stop, his lips tasted so sweet, like release, like forgetting everything in her world, he was quiet, exactly what she was wanting from him. No, Elena, what are you thinking, don't...Think of Stefan.... The images of him in the forest the night he drunk her blood, the way Damon came into Stefan's room with the empty bags of blood, the few things he had to do came into her mind, the way he acted once they tried to go beyond just kissing, what had happened to the man she made love with, what had happened to him...was she the cause for it..

Suddenly a hazy feeling rushed over her as her heart and mind began to race, she had to have some sort of release, a moment to forget what was filling her world or she would surely lose her mind and with that, her lips crashed into Damon's. The wave of thoughts she had felt once before becoming farther and farther away as she deepened their kiss, her hands gripping in his hair trying to support herself. His hands gripped her hips and pulled her into him, closer, her mind on him and him alone, it was a feeling of relief, a moment to where all she had to do was think about her bodies needs, her minds need to forget. His hands moved up, slowly, taking her top with them, she heard it hit the floor, then felt his body press against hers, pinning her against the door of the bathroom once more, her breath coming out in rapid gasps as his lips made their way down her jaw line, to the nape of her neck. Damon's grip moved down to her thighs and instictivly she wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling herself up as he wrapped her legs around his wast, his lips crashing with hers once more.

Damon carried her towards the bed and laid her down, his body pressing against hers as he joined her on the sheets, his eyes taking in her, drinking in whatever he saw of Elena, his hands taking their time in feeling what his eyes could not. Those few seconds had been enough, Elena couldn't chance thinking anymore, she slowly unbuttoned his shirt and tossed it across the room, tightening her legs she flipped them over, her ontop now. She brought her lips to trail down his chest slowly. Stefan, Elena, you are with STEFAN! She stopped but for a second, until Damon flipped her over, his eyes apparent, the flash of Stefan the night they made love came into Elena's thoughts...Would this be it? Would Damon take her here and now, drink from her like Stefan had tried not to do? Did the moment she thought would release her bring her to this...Right in his grasp, would she scream? Or would she just let him sink his teeth into her skin...

"Elena..." Jenna called out.