Author's Note: Alright, here we start the *real* action, next chapter will take me a bit longer to write, so don't expect an update until Monday night. If I don't finish this on Tuesday I'm going to need until Saturday because I'll be away from internet for Wednesday-Friday. Now that's all settled, have fun!
Damon saw Elena finish off her margarita and take a few gulps from a water bottle that contained, from what his nose told him earlier, was vodka. As the game of pool was almost over, and he had no intention of joining another, Damon took that as his cue to head back over. Elena had accepted him for a few dances earlier-hopefully she would do it again. He suspected from her body language that she would.
"Can I get you anything else?" Damon murmured huskily into Elena's ear. She jumped, surprised. She hadn't heard him walk up behind her.
"Umm, no. But you can dance with me." Elena said coyly, trying to hide the return of the butterflies in her stomach.
Damon gently pulled her chair back from the table and held out his arm. "Shall we?" he asked with his signature seductive smile. Elena smiled in return and stood, wrapping her arm around his.
"I love this song!" Elena exclaimed as they made it onto the dance floor. She turned to Damon and started swinging her hips, swaying to the music and singing along softly.
"Oo, we can fight our desires, but when we start making fires, Oo-o, We get ever so hot, Whether we like it or not"
Damon moved in closer, slowly, first twining their hands, using the connection to spin her once, before using her momentum to draw her even closer. Close enough to rest a hand on her hip. He wasn't going to scare her off, not now when he was finally able to be close to her, when she was letting him be close to her.
"Full stops and exclamation marks… My words stumble before I start
How far can you send emotions? Can this bridge cross the ocean?" Elena practically whispered some of her favorite lines in the song.
She lifted her head to look Damon in the eye and tried to understand the feeling she got when he looked at her with that look that he was giving her now. The look that somehow conveyed the feeling that even if a vampire army was to slaughter everyone else in the room, as long as she was safe, he wouldn't even give it a glance. It made her feel not only safe, she felt safe with Stefan. It made her feel…powerful.
Damon smiled down at her. It wasn't his usual smile, it was softer, gentler, and it had little to no of the sadness that was usually present in his eyes. Elena was transfixed by what she saw there and moved in closer. She only realized how close when she felt her body press up against his. Damon's hand that wasn't resting on her hip moved to the center of her back, holding her close. Elena found she rather liked being held this way by Damon. It was a nice complement to the warm buzzing in her skin from the alcohol.
The dance floor was full when they had rejoined the dancing. Soon it was completely packed. Everyone had turned out for the night. Damon moved himself and Elena into the crowd, offering them the anonymity that came with crowded dance floors. He made sure to keep Elena close.
The music turned from upbeat pop to well-known hip-hop and R&B. Elena felt the change and changed the movement of her body. Damon noticed how her movements went from soft and bouncy to more sultry, sexy even.
He panicked for a moment as he felt her pull away and locked his arms, preventing her.
"Damon, relax!" Elena laughed, and he relaxed his arms. She turned around, fitting her curved against him. Damon smirked and settled in lower in his hips, understanding her intent.
As Elena moved her hips to the rhythm Damon gulped visibly. This tiny human might very well drive him mad through nothing more than dancing.
Song used: "In for the Kill" La Roux. No copyright infringement intended.