We have another smutty one! The lyrics at the end is pretty self explanatory. lol. Reviews are always lovely!
Can't Stop
Elena sat on her bed, back against the headboard with her journal in her lap. She put her pen down and snapped the journal shut. The rate at which Damon Salvatore kept popping up in her mind was ridiculous and honestly alarming.
It's been this way for days now. Damon slept with Rebekah and now they were having a fling of some sorts and Elena just couldn't stop thinking about him. What she would give now to have him look in her direction again.
She got ready for bed feeling defeated and knowing she wouldn't get any thoughts down in her diary. Random memories of her and Damon kept looping in her head. She forced herself to sleep hoping to dream of alternate realities than her own depressing one.
As soon as her breath deepened and she fell asleep she dreamt about him.
Elena was alone inside Mystic Grill. She wondered why no one else was inside; no customers…no employees, just her. Until she heard the familiar sound of pool balls clacking against each other she found herself getting a bit scared at the eeriness of it all. She instantly felt relieved when she saw Damon standing and leaning against the pool table, smirking at her as if he was expecting her to arrive.
"Damon…where is everyone…?"
"Would you want to put on a show in front of everyone? I can get some people in here if that's what you're into…"
Elena felt a pull towards him as she approached him "What are you talking about?"
He replied by picking her up in a haste and setting her to sit on top of the pool table.
"It's your dream Elena…what you do think I'm talking about?"
Impulsively she opened her legs wider to allow Damon to fit in between. No words were needed, like he said, it was her dream. She pulled him in and kissed him, taking from him what she wanted in real life. She worked quickly to unbutton his shirt and pulled it down his toned arms. He pushed her backwards and climbed on top of her and the pool table. He removed her clothes so quickly she didn't notice all she had on was her cotton briefs and her boots.
His hands roamed her body until he got to where she wanted. He pulled her soaked underwear to the side and got straight to it. Damon plunged his middle finger inside her wet core causing her to cry out and clutch at his dark locks. He brought his head to her hardened nipple and bit down. She spread her legs wider giving him more room to play while she dug her heels into the edge of the pool table. He became comfortable by her side with his head by hers and his arm in between her thighs.
"Say my name Elena…" he whispered into her ear, his breath hot against her skin. He pulled out licking his finger and smiling at the taste. His hand returned, this time with two of his fingers pumping her relentlessly and his thumb rubbing her yearning clit.
All she could do was moan louder and louder while she felt her orgasm start to build. She writhed next to him and against the now damp green felt of the pool table. Elena's eyes remained closed, she knew if she opened them and looked into his she would be done for. But she felt that he was on a mission. His mouth was on top of hers torturing her tongue with his. He bit her bottom lip and pulled away making her eyes open as she groaned at the pleasurable pain.
"Come for me…scream my name Elena…" he said locking eyes with her.
His hand spread her drenched lips wider to increase the motions of his slick fingers. Elena is on the brink of coming. He kisses her neck and asks her one last time to say his name. He slides his fingers out to rub her swollen lips and give more attention to her throbbing clit. Her hand replaces the rubbing so he can continue the mounting pleasure she was getting from his skilled fingers.
He curls his fingers reaching that spot inside her that sends her over the edge. Through her moaning and loss of breath she finds the words.
"Yes! Yes Damon!" she screamed.
She clutched at her chest breathing so heavily she sat up, slightly disoriented in the dark. Her bed sheets were strewn about and the pillow that was now in between her legs was drenched in her arousal.
Elena really couldn't stop thinking about him. What the hell was she going to do now?
Lyrics:
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All alone in my room, think of you at a rate that is truly alarming
I keep looping my memories of you in my head, I pretend that you want me
And I fall asleep and dream of alternate realities
And I put myself at ease by pretending that she still loves me
And I can't stop thinking about you
And I can't stop thinking about you
You never call, what do I do?
And I can't stop thinking about your love
Ohh, yeah
Can't believe I could think that she would just follow me everywhere I go
I just wrestle with you in my dreams and wake up making love to a pillow
And I fall asleep and dream of alternate realities
And I put myself at ease by pretending that she still loves me
And I can't stop thinking about you
And I can't stop thinking about you
You never call, what do I do?
And I can't stop, and I can't stop
What I would give to have you look in my direction
And I'd give my life to somehow attract your attention
And I touch myself like it's somebody else
Thoughts of you are tattooed on my mind, let me show you
And I can't stop thinking about you
And I can't stop thinking about you
You'll never go, what do I do?
And I can't stop thinking about you
And I can't stop thinking about you
And I can't stop thinking about you
You'll never go, what do I do?
And I can't stop thinking about you