AN: Ugh, I hate myself. I know, this took me very long and I'm truly sorry. But I had so much trouble writing this one. Everything I wrote seemed wrong and I deleted it all and started all over again. I think it's mostly because I barely have a plot for this story planned (except for Maljamar and the Mikaelsons), so I can't actually follow a plan in my head, I kinda improvise here. Also I have a few ideas for other stories and I'm working a bit on them, too. Anyways, enjoy the new chapter, it's longer than the others before. :)
Damon
"I'm home." I called as I walked through the front door.
"Kitchen!" Elena yelled back.
I threw my keys on the small table beside the door and then went to the kitchen, just to see Elena standing in front of the stove. She'd really made dinner. I smiled. It was really good to be home right know. Casually, I walked toward her and placed a single kiss on the backside of her head.
"Almost ready." She told me with a soft smile on her lips. I stroked my hands down her arms and lingered there for a moment, before I released my grip on her and went out of the kitchen and into the bedroom. With a yawn, I slipped my jacket off and put it over the chair, which stood in the corner of the room. I took my gun out of the holster and put it along with my badge in the drawer of my nightstand. Lazily, I loosened the strips of the holster and shrugged it off of my shoulders. I couldn't wait to get out of that suit. I rolled my shoulders slightly to relax the stiff muscles in my arm.
Work went good today. As good as it could anyway. I had a lot of paperwork to do but sometimes it was just that, that kept me grounded. My job wasn't easy, but I liked what I was doing, I was good at it and I wouldn't complain about it. But at some days you just grew tired of pulling out your gun and aiming it at some bastard and then it was nice to just sit in a shitty office with your best buddy by your side and write everything down that happened the last few days. Sometimes I wondered if it was really that important to write a report to your boss or if you just had to do it so you wouldn't lose your mind at some point. For me, I think, it was the second one.
I dressed myself in comfortable sweatpants at first but then decided for jeans and a simple black shirt, before I made my way back to Elena. I didn't want to look under dressed, like I didn't care about dinner or something, even though I knew Elena wouldn't think like that and wanted me to be comfortable. Still, I wanted to look presentable for her.
I reached the kitchen again and immediately began to smile. She'd set the table already with a single candle in the middle of it. She didn't overdo it, she never did and that was something I always liked about her. Elena was simple and easy to live with. She didn't try to drown me in love and romance.
With a beautiful smile on her full lips, she came to me and slung her arms around my neck. She placed her lips on mine for a short kiss and I couldn't help myself, I smiled even harder.
"Hey." She greeted.
"Hey." I said back.
Elena looked up to me and my heart began to jump weirdly in my chest. Damn, what a crazy good feeling. I pecked her lips softly as well and closed my eyes for a short moment.
"Dinner's ready. You just have to take the food out of the oven for me."
I grinned down at her and began to nibble on her bottom lip. Slowly, I let my hands wander to the small of her back.
"I'd rather have dessert right now."
"First enjoy your dinner, then you can have your sweets.", she lectured me and I couldn't stop myself from laughing. She almost sounded like my mother, but then she winked at me and rolled her tongue over her lips. And fuck, there was my sexy girlfriend again.
She slapped my butt playfully and loosened herself from me. I groaned quietly at the loss of her body against mine but made my way to the food without further complaining. I put the oven gloves on and took the casserole out of the stove. The smell hit my nostrils and damn her, she made chicken pasta. A simple recipe but with so much meaning. It was the food we'd eaten on our first date, the food I'd made as I'd asked her if she wanted to move in with me. And I had sworn to myself it would be the food I would make if or when I asked her to marry me.
I placed the casserole on the table, tossed the gloves on the counter and then sat down opposite Elena. My stomach grumbled and that's when I first noticed how hungry I was. I gestured to Elena to go first and she smiled in thanks at me and piled herself the chicken pasta on her plate. In the meantime, I opened the wine bottle she had placed on the table before and poured some wine in our glasses. After that, I put food on my plate, too.
We began to eat in a comfortable silence and I really enjoyed it. We'd used to eat dinner together regularly and I'd missed it. I'd grown up in an Italian family where cooking and eating together was something important and special. As a teenager, I'd always been pissed off whenever I had to be right on time at home for eating dinner together. At those days I hadn't understood the importance, now that I had Elena however, I got it. There was nothing better than to spend time with the person you loved most and to let your day go lovingly to an end with a delicious dinner you cooked together.
While eating, we started chatting softly, about work, news, her family. But as I shoved my last bite into my moth, I looked over to Elena and went silent again. She was still eating but as she caught me staring at her, she stopped briefly to smile at me. I used to watch her eating a lot in the past. There was just something about the way she enjoyed every bite of her meal. Yeah, sure, at some times she complaint about her weight, that's probably in the nature of a woman, I never really understood it. But mostly she was content with herself and it was the most sexiest thing to look at her, while she was eating a XXL burger within a few minutes. Well, there were sexier things of course, but that was definitely in my top 10, maybe even 5. So, she enjoyed eating and I enjoyed watching her, we just kinda worked together.
With a knowing smile, as if she just read my mind, she took her glass in her hand and held it up to me. "To us."
Smiling, I did the same and then we were clinking our glasses together. It really surprised me how we just fell in our daily rhythm again, as if we never had these few troubling month. Sure, there was the one or other awkward moment, but we managed our life together, living together, actually quite good again.
"To us." I agreed and took a large gulp of my wine. It tasted bitter on my tongue. I grimaced at the taste, but then I began to laugh as I realized what I just drank. It wasn't just the food, she chose the same wine we'd drunk on our first date as well. It tasted terrible, but we'd drunk the whole bottle and I hoped we would do it again this evening.
"So, how was your day with Caroline?" I asked casually.
Elena rolled her eyes, but a lovely smile appeared on her face. That's something I'd seen at least a million times, eye roll, smile. And I would never get tired of it.
"You know how she is. She asked questions and demanded answers. But I had fun and it was nice to do some girl stuff with her again."
I nodded and smiled at her. "That's good, I'm happy for you." And I really was. Elena deserved some good times after all those strange events. And as annoying Caroline was, she was a good friend to Elena and I was grateful for that.
As Elena finished eating as well, she pushed her plate away from her and rubbed her stomach softly. A sigh escaped her and she looked truly content. It was a good sight. I stood up and collected our plates to put them in the sink. But then I went right back to Elena. The dirty dishes had to wait. I wanted to spend my time with Elena now.
With a grin on my face, I grabbed the wine bottle and our glasses. Elena stood up and I slid my free hand around the small of her back. I pushed her against my side and kissed her hair.
"Now we drink that bottle empty, just as we did on our first date and after that I really would like to have my dessert." I told her in a whisper. She shivered against me and a smile formed on my lips. I'd always loved the effect I had on her and it was a really good feeling to see that she still respond to me the same way she did before.
We went to the living room, and as I refilled our glasses, Elena let herself fall on the couch. She stretched deliciously like a little kitten and I almost spilled the wine over as I watched her. Her shirt moved as she stretched and exposed a little part of her smooth skin on her belly, that I suddenly wanted to explore so badly right now. So, without another glance to the wine bottle, I crawled over her body and planked her. Her breasts pressed against my chest as she looked up to me with big brown doe eyes.
"What about that wine?" She asked in a soft whisper.
"I really don't give a shit." I told her, before I closed the distance between us. She giggled quietly and it sounded so lovely that I stopped right in front of her face, our lips barely touching. I was so close to rushing things like I did last time and that's not what I wanted to do this time. I wanted to feel her and I wanted her to feel me. I wanted her close and not just physically. I cupped her right cheek in one of my hands while I steadied myself over her with the other. I held her gaze, her eyes so warm and kind, it felt like I was drowning. Softly, I caressed her cheekbone with my thumb as I tilled my head slightly, my lips ghosting over hers. Her breath caused a tickle against my lips, I imagined she felt the same on hers. My mouth parted and I let the tip of my tongue slowly stroke over her full bottom lip. Her eyes fluttered closed and that's when I leaned fully in.
I started with slow movements, but didn't hesitate to explore her mouth with my tongue. Elena immediately kissed me back, her soft lips brushing confidently against mine. It felt nice, really nice. I let my hand wander from her cheek to the back of her neck and lowered myself fully against her body. She opened her legs for me, so I fit perfectly between her, our crotches pressed tight together. I could feel the heat coming from between her legs and couldn't resist a small roll of my hips against her jeans covered core, letting her feel the natural bulge in my pants.
"It's nice feeling you." She whispered in our kiss.
"Just thought the same." I admitted with a smile against her lips. It really was nice feeling her like that again. Sure, last time was unbelievable, I didn't think I ever fucked someone the way I did Elena a few days ago. But sex with Elena had always been different, in a good way of course. And to built that intimacy up again felt even better. I wanted her to remember how good it could feel to get teased and touched and kissed and only then to get fucked and lose yourself. Last time we completely ignored our foreplay, what was okay with me that time, but now I wanted everything.
Elena wrapped her arms around my neck. I adjusted to her hug and placed both my hands in her hair. It was so soft, I briefly wondered what she did with her hair that it felt like stroking trough feathers. I lowered my forehead against hers, before I leaned in to start our kiss again. Our noses brushed with each movement against each other and I felt Elena's grip on me tighten. That was usual a signal that she wanted more, so I deepened the kiss, pressed my lips harder to her mouth as I let one of my hands slowly wander its way along Elena's body. For a moment I rested my hand against her hip, rubbed circles with my thumb through the fabric of her jeans, but then I stroked my way upwards and inside her shirt. Her skin was so smooth, I wanted to lick over every inch of it. Elena breathed heavily between our kisses, so I gave her some time and went to her neck instead, kissing and nibbling my way down, while my hand groped up to her breasts. I stroked her trough her bra, which caused Elena to moan softly next to my ear. I just loved that sound, like a praise without words. The next moan she let slip from her lips sounded more needy. And that sound was even better.
"I want you to touch me so bad." She said a little frustrated and pushed me slightly up, away from her body. Her hands grabbed the hem of her shirt and she pulled it over her head. It landed somewhere near the tv but I didn't intend to let her get dressed so soon again, so I really didn't care where all our clothes would end up in the events of the evening. As she was about to open her bra, I caught her wrists in a firm grasp and put them above her head.
"Last time I checked, you wanted me to be in charge.", I told her with a curved smirk on my face from which I knew she loved so much, that she hated it at the same time.
"Last time I checked, you weren't so damn slow. Get to business!"
"Hm, what a brave little kitten you are." I strengthened my grip on her and bit her lip hard. She mewled quietly, just like I hoped she would do. Oh Elena, you have no idea what I'm going to do to you tonight. I sat up on my knees, let go of her hands and slowly began to unbuckle my belt, Elena's eyes on me the whole time. I grinned at her as I took the belt out of the loops, taking it in my hands.
"Up." I ordered with a nod to her arms. She obeyed and lifted her arms, so her hands were right in front of my face. I bit her lightly in her finger before I pushed the straps of her bra down her arms. She helped me with it, so they hung loosely by her sides, then I took her arms and pressed them tight together, before wrapping the belt around her wrists and knotting it firmly. I told her to try to get out of it, but she barely could move her hands. The pure sight of it caused a twitch in my pants.
Pressing against her arms, I maneuvered her in the same position she had been before. Elena looked up with huge eyes. She looked nervous but over that extremely excited. Still, I bent forward to kiss her once on the lips and sooth her. The little smile on her lips told me, I did everything right.
I went from her lips down to her neck, where I pressed soft kisses to her skin. Elena let her head fall back which would have giving me more access to her throat but I was already wandering down her body, kissing along her collarbone to the valley of her perfect breast while I stroked my hand up and down her side. I licked slowly over her skin, making my way to one of her breasts. Elena sighed softly as I pushed her bra down, letting it fall to her waist. Right away, I began to devour her now exposed body parts. My lips closed around her nipple, where I started to suck lightly. Her other breast was palmed by my hand.
I paid attention to her upper body a long time. She always loved when I played with her nipples, so that's what I did right now to get her all hot and bothered. I switched between her right and left breast every few minutes. Tasting her on the one side and stroking her on the other. It felt like my pants got tighter with each lick or pinch. At some point, I let my hand wander down her side again and then around her waist to her back. I searched for the clasp of her bra and as I found it, opened it quickly to get that little but annoying piece of fabric out of the way. Elena arched her hips against mine slightly, so I didn't hesitate any longer and went right to work with her pants, flipping the button open and pulling her jeans down. I sat up on my knees again to undress her properly, so I had a really good view as I looked down at my girlfriend, almost naked and panting with excitement.
Her pants landed somewhere on the floor but I paid more attention to that little wet spot in the middle of Elena's white panties. My cock twitched again against my jeans and yeah, I know you're excited but please give me some time with my girlfriend before I entertain you. I gladly ignored the fact that I'd just imagined talking to my dick and got a grip on my beauty's panties to get rid of them as well. As I looked up again, I could see Elena biting her lip to keep herself from making sounds. Grinning, I leaned forward, bracing myself on my hands, and took her bottom lip between my own teeth, so she would let go of it.
"I want to hear you, baby, so don't bite that beautiful lip of yours." I said, mumbling against her lips.
I pressed a last soft kiss to her mouth and then slid down her body again. A quick hello to both her nipples and after that, further down her stomach. I circled her belly button a few times with my tongue before nuzzling her belly with my nose. Now I felt like a kitten but I'd rather would compare myself with something bigger like a wolf or a lion or something. Elena giggled softly at my touch and I melted at her sound. I loved hearing her all happy and giggling. Yeah, so much for the big bad wolf, hm? For the second time this evening, I ignored the voice inside of my head.
Elena's leg tangled beside the couch, so I grabbed her by her thigh and placed her leg over my shoulder as my lips found their way to her heated core. I could barely hold back my groan as I went down. Her skin was shaved and soft, and she smelled so delicious. My breath ghosted over her wet parts what caused her to wiggle lightly in front of me and this time I really couldn't do anything against my loud moan. I bent my head down and licked one long line through her folds before I closed my lips around her pink, lightly swollen button and welcomed it with a suck. Elena let out a relieved pleasureful sigh and bucked immediately upwards. I held her down with one hand on her belly, the other was clawed at the outside of her thigh.
"Fuck, Damon! Missed this so, so - ah! - so much!"
Yes, new record! Barely even started and she was already swearing. Elena usually wasn't one for swearing, but during sex, when she let herself relax and feel, the dirty side of her came to the surface - sometimes just a few swears, other times a full on dirty talk. With a smirk on my face, I enjoyed my small victory but didn't let myself get further distracted because just as Elena, I really missed tasting her like this.
With a small groan, I parted my lips slightly more and let my tongue stroke down her slit. As I reached her hole, I let my tongue dip inside her wet heat. Damn, her slick juices combined with her sounds did things to me. If my pants weren't uncomfortable before then there were it definitely now. I really didn't think I could have gotten any harder but Elena always proved me wrong. She panted heavily and tried to arch her back but I held her firmly in place. With my free hand, I stroked her thigh down until it rested just under my mouth. I parted her wet lips with two fingers, so I could sink my tongue deeper inside of her. Her loud reaction to it was like a praising pat on my shoulder. I tried to hold back my grin, so I could focus on her pleasure, licking circles inside her wet heat and messaging her stretched lips with my fingers. Soon, she got louder and squirmed a lot more with each swirl of my tongue. Her hands, still tied together, were buried in the cushion of the sofa.
Slowly, I traced my tongue out of her hole and further to her red flushed button again, and simultaneously pushed the two fingers, which were stretching her lips open before, inside her. She clamped deliciously on my fingers and a groan past my lips as I felt how wet and warm she was around me. I couldn't wait to replace my fingers with my hard cock.
Elena let out a few more moaning pants but then went silent again except for a soft growl, that came out of her throat. I looked up, only to see her biting her lip again and holding back her noises. I sucked on more time hard on her clitoris, before I slowly moved up her body, bringing her leg back down to my side, kissing my way toward her head with my fingers still buried deep within her. I gave a few licks to one of her nipples and then wandered further upward. Softly, I began to suck on her neck until it bruised lightly, then on her jaw, along the line. As I reached her lips, I placed two kisses to them, before looking her in the eyes.
"Thought I told you I want to hear you, kitten."
She averted her gaze and looked down, squirming a bit as she, probably, saw fingers between her legs. I growled lowly against her cheek because her submissive look just send another wave of pleasure through my body. But I tried to ignore it just a bit longer and started to move my fingers in her hole. I pulled them all the way out and then pushed back in, over and over again until I heard her panting beside my ear again. Then I slowly added a third one, carefully sliding in. As soon as I was settled, I curled my fingers, rubbing them against the spot within her that always made her arch her back and moan loudly. And that's just what happened. Elena stretched beautifully against my body and one moan after another came out of her throat as I constantly rubbed her insides. A scream escaped her as I pushed a bit harder and pressed my thumb to her clit. Her tied hands wound around my neck as she came, trembling down on my three fingers, my name passing her lips followed by a soft growl.
I slid my fingers in and out of her, bringing her through her orgasm until she came down and slumped down on the sofa. My lips pressed one kiss after another to her flushed cheeks but I didn't stop the movements of my fingers against her now way to sensitive flesh, though I let my third finger slip out of her again. Elena mewled and tried to close her legs, but I still knelled between her, so I prevented her easily from doing so.
"Damon, please.."
"Please what, baby?" I asked all innocent. Mhm, I loved this game.
"I'm too sensitive, please, I need a break." Her arms tightened around me and she buried her face right between her arm and my neck. I purred quietly as I felt her nose rub against my skin.
"Too sensitive for what?" I asked again. I knew I was being evil. Elena hated to talk dirty, she really only did it when she was way to far gone to care or, as now, I pushed her to it. I couldn't help it, I loved hearing dirty words out of her innocent mouth.
"For.. for - ugh – for you to finger me!", she growled loudly and bit in my neck, I bet she was glowing red right now and not just from pleasure. I chuckled lowly but withdraw my fingers. I lifted my head and brought them to my mouth, sticking my still warm and slicked fingers past my lips. With a moan I enjoyed her juices. My deep sound caused her to look back to me, only to gasp softly as she saw, what I was doing. I grinned around my fingers, pulled them slowly out of my mouth and then began to lick my third finger clean, the whole time watching her closely. She could pretend as much as she wanted, but I knew she liked what she was seeing. A grin still plastered on my face, I reached for her arms and started to loosen the belt around her hands. She eyed me with an almost disappointed look.
"I thought you would let me stay like that.", she admitted after I threw the belt somewhere to her other clothes on the floor. I rubbed her red wrists and placed on each of them a kiss before I pressed my body to hers.
"Yeah, some other time." I promised.
I bent down and placed my lips against her mouth. Elena immediately moved her lips with mine, while sliding her hands in my hair. She clawed softly to it, to press me a bit harder against herself. I chuckled lowly in our kiss. Eager Elena was one of my favorites. However, I ended the kiss pretty soon. I had an arching erection in my pants and really wanted to relieve some of the pressure.
"Tonight..", I continued, whispering against her soft lips. "I wanna feel you. I want do devour you, thrust inside your wet heat over and over again and losing myself completely in you and all the while, I want to feel your fingers bury themselves in my skin, your arms hugging my body to yours, because you want more even though you can't take any more. That's why your hands are free now."
Elena began to wiggle against me, what really did nothing good to my dick. But I wanted to get her excited, so there's no way I would complain about that. A blush crept along her cheeks, she always looked so adorable like this. Her hands grasped my shirt and that's when I noticed that I still was fully clothed. Elena seemed to have the same thought, because she let her hands wander down my back until she reached the hem of my shirt and then began to slid it up over my body. I helped her with it and after my shirt joined the other clothes, her hands closed around my head and rested against my cheeks. Smiling, I look down to her but as I saw the lustful glint in her eyes, my smile turned into a curved smirk. I shook my head lightly and took one of her hands and pressed my lips into her palm.
"As much as I like feeling your hands on my cheeks..", I began and lead her hand slowly down my body. "There's really an other part of my body where I would like to feel you." Ending my sentence, I curled her hand around the bulge in my pants and slowly started thrusting against her palm, while rubbing her hand, with mine still clasped around hers, along the movements of my hips. With a small grin on her face, she lend up to me and pressed her lips for another kiss against mine. A low growl escaped my throat and even Elena seemed to enjoy her hand on me as much as I did, because she moaned in the kiss as well. I let go of her hand, so I could push mine in her hair. I clawed at it to bring her closer to me and simultaneously deepened the kiss, stroking my tongue against hers. As soon as I freed her hand, she used her opportunity and flicked the bottom of my jeans open. She pushed it down a bit, only to get a better grip on my cock through my boxer. I moaned loudly in her mouth and pushed myself against her.
"Fuck, that's really good, baby." I panted but didn't stop kissing her, so that half of my words were mumbled. Elena murmured her agreement but stopped the kiss right after that to answer me properly.
"You know what's even better?" She asked in a seductive whisper. Damn, that sounded fucking sexy.
"Tell me."
Instead of explaining, she just slid her hand inside my boxers and took me in her tiny fist in a strong grip, which caused another moan out of me.
"Skin to skin contact.", she answered finally with a big grin on her face. I so would have liked to swipe that grin out of her face but actually she looked way to sexy for that and I couldn't have done anything, even if I wanted to. Elena's hand stroked slowly but firmly up and down my cock, which was so long caged in my pants that just the tiniest relieve did wonders to me. Her thumb brushed every now and then over the head and pressed lightly into the slit, then she messaged the sensitive underside of my shaft, that caused me to moan and groan every single time. It felt so good, I didn't want it to end but I really really wanted to be buried inside her hole as well and that as long as possible, and if she kept up with that wonderful handjob, there was no way I would last long as soon as I was within her. So I stopped her movements by grabbing her hand a second time and pulled it out of my boxers. I squeezed her hand reassuring and then let go to get myself out of the rest of my clothes. As I was naked, I took a hold under each of her knees and pulled her toward me. An adorable squeak came past her lips and my smirk curved on its own into a smile.
"You know.." I started as I bent forward to nibble on her knee. "I' planned to take this slow and loving. But now? I don't think I can take you without fucking you so hard that you'll get bruised all over again."
Elena whimpered quietly to my words but stretched right away her arms out to me to pull me to her. She loved dirty talk even though she hated doing it herself and blushed every time. But she couldn't deny her overly excited responses and the hunger in her eyes that came to the surface with every dirty word that left my lips.
A grin found its way to my lips again as I leaned a bit forward, keeping her legs bent to her sides and steadying them in a firm grip, only letting her once go to stroke her hole a few times to make sure she was still wet and ready for me. I was kneeling in front of her, only a few inches away from the heat in between her legs. And I decided I tortured both of us long enough. I closed the tiny distance between us until my erect cock lined up with her center. One more look to Elena and then I sunk myself inch for glorious inch inside her. With a groan I bottomed out, enjoying the way her tight walls clung to me in a vice grip, her inner muscles messaging me witch every clench. I waited a few seconds, letting her get used to the feeling of me inside her because I was going to spent some time there.
"You're ready?"
An eager nod, followed by a soft 'yeah, just please move' was enough confirmation. I started with a slow rhythm, moving gently back, but thrusting with a firm snap of my hips back in, her breasts wiggling deliciously up and down with every stroke. Her whole body slid up as well, every time I slammed back in a bit harder than before. I gripped her legs firmer and pushed them further down against her body to steady her more. Elena's hands went over mine, if she did it to help me hold her legs down or because she wanted it to be more intimate, I didn't know. So I slid my hands a bit back to intertwine our fingers. A longer moan than the others crawled up her throat and that's when I knew she wanted us a bit closer. Firmly, I squeezed our hands together and locked our gaze. She looked truly beautiful under me, with her hair fanned around her head and her naked body arching up. But as good as the view was, I wanted to give her everything she wanted, so I pulled out, freed her hands and gave her more room to move.
"Turn to your side."
Elena did as I told her even though she protested at the beginning because I'd already pulled out again. As she was on her side, I pushed her upper leg to her chest again and she slung her arm around it. I settled myself, still on my knees, so, that her outstretched leg was right between my legs. Satisfied with her position, I placed my dick back to her entrance again and pushed in, simultaneously bending over and blanking her side with my chest.
"Hey there." I whispered against her ear. She giggled loudly what caused her inner walls to clench hard around my cock. I moaned at the intense contact and bucked my hips against her. Elena turned her head to face me and give me one long kiss, probably to thank me for the closer position.
"Now give it to me, tiger." She said after our kiss and let her head fall back to the pillow again. I growled playfully in her ear and nibbled a few seconds on it, before I pushed myself just a few inches up, so I had a better angle to push inside her but was still close enough to her body. I lazily moved my hips back and then pushed slowly inside again.
"Like that?" I asked, but I already knew her answer.
Elena shook her head and moaned frustrated. "No, harder."
"Harder?"
"Fuck me harder, Damon!", she yelled at me and I had to bite back a laugh. I could swear I heard a growl in her voice. But yeah, she was right, we'd already wasted enough time and I really wanted to fuck Elena already, so I complied and drew my hips back to push inside her again with a hard slam. She moaned loudly and my ego grew sizes. This time I kept a faster rhythm, moving my hips in a quick and hard pace against Elena's bottom, her round ass cheeks pressing deliciously against me with every firm thrust. She was so wet and slick, I could easily slid back and forth, every push followed by a shrill moan. I could get lost in her. She was so tight and warm around me, I almost wanted to stay inside her and not move at all. But her beautiful screams and gasps drove me forwards. I took her faster, buried my fingers in the cushion of the sofa to brace myself and then shoved my dick rapidly in her hole. I moaned in union with her.
My eyes wanted to fall close, my mind dazed with sex, pride and Elena's mouth watering smell, but I forced them to stay open, because the pure sight of Elena lying underneath me, moaning and groaning and moving upwards with every hard thrust of my hips, was just breathtaking and I didn't want to miss a single second of it. There was nothing better than to watch Elena get lost into her pleasure. Fuck, that was almost too much. The sight of her, her smell, her sounds, the way her skin slid against mine with every slam for- and backwards. I couldn't help it, another embarrassingly loud groan past my lips.
"You have no idea how tight you feel around my cock." I growled in her ear, before pressing firm kisses along her neck and shoulder. I bit the back of her neck to muffle my sounds and earned a loud scream of my name. Sucking hard on the skin between my teeth, I shifted my weight so I could steady myself with one arm. My now free arm found itself around Elena's body, my hand curling around her breast. I began to finger her nipple, rubbing two of my fingers in circles around it while fucking my dick loudly in and out of her pussy. The smacking sounds of her wet hole were like heaven. I still nibbled on her shoulder, scratching my teeth along her tender flesh which was now red and bruised. Mhm, I fucking loved it to put my marks on her.
Elena squeaked and put her hand over mine as I pinched one of her nipples hard between my fingers. Her walls clenched gloriously around my dick as she arched her back and tried to wiggle her way out of my firm grasp. I growled deeply and clamped my teeth around the bite mark again while pressing my fingers even harder against her sensitive bud. A soft whimper escaped her lips, which let my cock swell further and caused me to ram myself rougher inside her. Elena's moans got even louder, while I pounded my hips against her ass. I just fucking loved those mixed sounds of pleasure and pain.
Eager to hear more of her noises, I angled my hips slightly, so I could brush that sensitive spot inside her with every shove forward. And just as I expected, Elena let her head fall back with a wonderful scream, simultaneously pressing her boobs to the palm of my hand. I gave her a few massaging squeezes but then let my hand wander down her body and in between her legs. It wasn't that easy in our position but I managed to press two of my finger against her swollen button. Her slick juices helping me to circle her tender bud smoothly. I rubbed my fingers between her legs with firm and fast strokes, causing her to moan and arch, while I still fucked myself into her, teasing her inner spot with almost every thrust. I could feel my dick sliding in and out of her and rubbing rapidly within her walls on my own fingers and damn, that felt amazing. Elena began to tremble in my arms and her hole clenched around my hard cock and with a few encouraging words and more flicks on her clit, she came around me for the second time this evening, soaking my dick with her juices and moaning endlessly underneath me. I fucked her through her high, sliding now even better in and out of her, and not once slowing down. Just because she came didn't mean I was finished with her.
Somewhere in between, she let herself roll on her stomach, but I followed her with an excited grin on my face, secretly happy to switch positions because my arm got really tired from carrying my weight all this time, also I really liked fucking Elena from behind, with her on her belly or on all fours. I just had so much more control over her in that position.
"Get that ass up for me, kitten." I ordered firmly but softly with a whisper in her ear. Elena groaned quietly what earned her a light smack to her butt cheek. A squeak escaped her but she crawled to her knees and pushed her ass up in the air. My cock slipped out of her hole with her movements and the sight of her soaked, red and swollen pussy drove me crazy. Just as Elena wanted to get to her hands, I grabbed her by her shoulder and head and pushed her face first down into the pillow again.
"Stay there." I told her while sliding my dick, still wet with her juices, inside her again. Elena arched her back, clutched the pillow to her head and moaned loudly in the cushion. She tried to wiggle out of my reach, perhaps still to sensitive to get penetrated again but that's just what I had in mind. I wanted to torture her with pleasure. So I grabbed her hip with one of my hands and pushed her hard back against me. This time I couldn't help but moan as well. I placed myself over the length of her back, my other hand leaving her hair to brace myself for the moment. I nuzzled her neck with my nose, inhaling her unique scent.
"Hold on tight, baby, okay? I know you can go one more time." I kissed her bruised shoulder, before pushing myself up again. Elena groaned again, but she strengthened her grip on the sofa, so I figured she would be good. Kneeling behind her, I placed my other hand to her hip as well. Immediately, I began the same rhythm I had before, but this time I had a much more better angle. I slipped deeper inside her with every push forward. It felt so good to be buried deep within her, but the friction of my hard thrusts were better. As well as the wonderful sounds of skin slapping against skin, and the wet sliding noise of her hole. I got lost in the feeling of her walls tight clenched around my dick, her loud noises and the slight wiggle of her ass, whenever I pushed a little to hard. At some point, I felt her moving again, trying to slow down my strokes but I was having none of it. I grasped her hips firmer, the bruises that were already there would get even darker but that thought just drove me wilder instead of making me gentler. I growled down at her and slammed my crotch fast and hard against her. Elena screamed loudly but she definitely got my point, because she stilled almost immediately and laid still to hold her bottom up for me. She was so submissive and obedient, I really fucking loved it.
I felt myself getting closer and closer to the edge but I wouldn't come before I got Elena to it again. She seemed to know what I had in mind and that I wouldn't let up, because she was shaking and gripping the cushion so hard her knuckles turned white. She whined softly every few thrusts and I knew she was way to sensitive but I loved driving Elena insane that way. I loosened one of my hands and let it slide to her belly and then further down between her legs again. I barely touched her swollen button as she jerked with a shriek away and shook furiously her head.
"No, Damon, please, I can't.." She begged. Fuck, her innocent voice did things to me.
"I know you can, baby, and you will." I pulled her in position again and forced her ass against me, my fingers pressing hard against her clitoris. Her shaking thighs tried to press together but I shoved my knees between her legs and spread hers further apart.
"Come on, Elena. I know you can come a third time for me. I'm so hard, it would get me off immediately. Soak me in your juices, kitten." My voice was deep and thick with pleasure and I knew Elena loved that voice, so I took advantage of it, while simultaneously keeping a hard but steady rhythm to fuck her.
"Come on my cock, baby, let me fuck you through it." And it really seemed to do the trick. Elena screamed into the pillow and tensed up, before she came. Her body seemed to shake endlessly and I didn't stop slamming myself inside her and rubbing her clitoris. The beautiful sight of Elena's pleasure wrecked body brought me to my own orgasm. Her tight quivering walls were drawing spurt after spurt out of me but my cock slipped out of her, as Elena's legs gave away under her and she slumped down on her stomach. Some of my juices landed on her ass cheeks and I couldn't stop myself to groan along. Slowly, I sank down on her sweaty body, pressing my chest to her back. We both breathed hard and my lips curved up into a smile on their own. Sex with Elena was just so satisfying.
"Dessert was good." I told her in a croaked voice.
Even though Elena laid on her stomach and I couldn't really see her face, I could practically sense her rolling her eyes at me. But I also heard a soft laugh, that melted my heart. Elena was my weak spot, she could soften me up with one single beautiful laugh.
"You have such a dirty mouth. I wonder why I always get off on that." She admitted after a few seconds of silence. I grinned broadly and stroked her sides with my hands, while leaving a single but lingering kiss on the back of her head.
"Because I'm reaaally good at it." I responded smugly. That earned me a soft blow with her elbow in my rips, but my smirk didn't vanish. It felt so natural to joking and teasing along with her, it made me happier than I wanted to admit out loud, because every time I felt really happy in my life, something terrible had happened. With a quiet sigh, I pushed my dark thoughts away. Elena was here with me, in my arms, safe and sound.
She tangled herself from my firm grip to turn around, but I stopped her in her tracks. A confusing look met mine amused one and I tried my best to hide my chuckle but I was really sure I failed miserable.
"You eh.. well, you've got some come on your ass."
Elena sucked in her breaths and that's were I lost it. My laugh echoed through the room while Elena was looking behind her shoulder. For a moment she had a disgusted look on her face but then her eyes met mine and a gorgeous smile spread across her face.
"Your laugh is so beautiful, it's nice hearing it again." She told me with happiness and contentment in her eyes and a smile that was so bright, it almost made me sad to think, she he been waiting for that moment so long. But instead of frowning, like I usually would, I gave her a light smile and a kiss to her cheek. The air was thick with emotion and I barely could handle it. But my girl knew me so well and I couldn't have been more grateful for it.
"Get your ass up, sexy, I need to clean myself up a bit." She ordered playfully while wiggling underneath me. "And get me some chocolate." She added.
I rolled to the side so she could stand up. With a grin on her face, she walked to our bedroom, slow and graceful. She did put up quiet a show but how could I complain on that? She was naked and bruised, marked as mine, and had my fucking come on her ass. Right after my thought, a few drops of white liquid ran down her tight, my juices escaping her hole. A shriek escaped her as she noticed it as well and gone was her teasing attitude. I heard her mumble a quiet 'gross!', before she hurried to get into the bathroom.
I laughed loudly, but stood up as well so I could clean myself with a tissue and then heading to the kitchen to grab Elena her chocolate. The candle that was still lit up in the middle of the table had almost burned down, so I blew it out and then went to the living room again. Elena came back just as I finished to fill our wine glasses. With a now shy smile on her face, she placed herself back on the couch. I handed her the glasses and also the chocolate, before sitting close beside her and then grabbing a light blanket and wrapping it around our both naked backs and shoulders. Smiling softly at her, I took my glass in my hand and clinked it lightly against hers. We both sipped on our wine and before I even realized it were we chatting quietly about nothing, while feeding us chocolate pralines to one another in between caressing naked skin and kissing every here and there. The evening went slowly to an end and after we drunk the rest of the bottle empty, we went to the bedroom together to get into bed. Curled up into each other, I didn't even care how terribly cheesy that had to look, I dozed fairly quickly in a dreamless sleep. And I could swear, this night I slept better than I ever did in my whole life.
The next morning, Elena and I woke up together. We spent a long time in bed, beginning the next day like we ended the last. I laid on my back with my girlfriend's upper half sprawled on my chest. She stroked my bare skin with her fingers while chatting softly with me. Her hair tickled my nose, so at some point, I buried my face in her hair. Her scent calmed me, she smelled like flowers, me and a lingering scent of sex. To wake up next to her like that was the most precious gift I could have ever asked for. Normally, I wasn't a romantic sap but with my girl here, I often couldn't help myself. I had girlfriends before Elena but it never was that intense. I was sure Elena would be my last woman.
After half an hour of talking and cuddling, we went to the bathroom together to shower and get ready for the day. I washed her hair and body, taking a long time on the second part, but that was okay. Because Elena did the same. She brushed her hands a few times over my head and through my hair, before running her hands slowly over my naked skin, massaging a few stiff muscles or teasing me with soft touches.
When we finished, we made our way to the kitchen with the intention to make breakfast together. But as soon as we got there we decided to just make something quick because none of us really wanted to cook. So Elena made herself yoghurt with different fruits, and then pressed oranges for fresh orange juice. But I needed something more.. unhealthy. I made coffee, before grabbing the pie Elena brought for me yesterday. And even though she was the one buying it, she shook her head on me as I sat opposite her at the table.
"What? You bought it for me." I told her just what I'd thought.
"Yeah, for dessert or something, not for breakfast." She teased with a beautiful grin on her face. I acted all grown up and put a fork full of pie in my mouth, after sticking my tongue out to her. Elena laughed loudly and then started eating, too. It was a comfortable silence between us. The only sound was the radio, that played quietly in the kitchen, just like it did every morning. I liked to start my day by listening to oldies like Johnny Cash or Elvis, while ending the day with loud rock music, and there it didn't even matter if it was something older like ACDC or something more modern, as long as it would relax me and help me get rid of the stress that build up during the day.
Our breakfast went by smoothly and I really was in a good mood, thanks to Elena. It felt good to spent time with her. But after we cleaned everything up, I couldn't help but notice a light frown on her forehead. Elena was a happy person, it was hard to get her angry or uneasy in general, but that meant I could quickly see, when she was unhappy or thoughtful. So I went to her, after drying my hands, and took her hands in mine. A quick kiss to the back of her hand, then I look down to her.
"Hey, you're alright, cupcake?"
"Yeah, of course." She answered, before placing a kiss on my lips. She didn't met my eyes though and that was always something suspicious. Elena was such a bad liar, even if it was an easy question like the one I just had asked.
"Sweetie, even if it wouldn't be a part of my job to read people, I could easily see right through you. Now, please look at me and tell me what's wrong."
I squeezed her hands reassuring, before letting them go so I could close my arms around her. I honestly didn't know what she had on her mind, because last night had been amazing and our morning had begun good as well. And even if it didn't, Elena normally told me if something was wrong. Well, at least at the beginning of our relationship, but I was sure it was still the same, now that we were closer to each other again.
Elena clung to me and wrapped her arms tight around my middle. She buried her face in my neck, as if she wanted to breath me in and never leave again. And I sure wouldn't have a problem with holding her close to me forever, but she was still silent. Then, after a few minutes, she finally began to speak.
"I went to the grocery store yesterday to buy some things for our dinner." She paused after that one sentence, so I nodded, in hope she would continue. And she did. But not before she wiggled herself out of my embrace.
"I bumped into someone. At first, I didn't recognized him, but then.." Elena took a deep breath, while looking down to our feet. "Then, he introduced himself.. it was Kol Mikaelson." She whispered the last part.
I looked at Elena, but I didn't saw her. She grabbed my arm, but I didn't feel her. Her lips were moving but I couldn't hear her anymore. All I heard was the echo in my head. Mikaelson. Mikaelson. Mikaelson. I snapped out of it, as Elena pushed me a few steps backwards until I landed on a chair. She looked down to me and with the light behind her head, she almost looked like an angel. Maybe she was one. Mine. My angel.
Then I remembered what Elena had just said. She met him. Kol Mikaelson was right in front of Elena. My girlfriend, my angel. I stood up again, ignoring Elena's protests, and took her face between my hands.
"Did he hurt you?"
"No, Damon. I walked away as soon as I found out who he was."
"Elena, tell me! If he-"
"Damon, I swear.." She placed her hands on mine, which were still cradling her face. "He didn't do anything. Even if he'd wanted to, I went away as quickly as I could."
I nodded firmly, because I believed her. But what first had been shock and concern, was now pure anger. I let my hands drop and turned around to go to our bedroom. Elena followed me confused, asking me what I was doing but I barely registered her. That fucking Mikaelson bastard! I went to the nightstand and took my gun out, giving a fuck about the holster on the chair and my badge. I stuffed it into the back of my jeans, before turning to leave, but as soon as I faced Elena, she kicked the bedroom door close and leaned against it. Shaking my head at her, I stepped closer, so I could reach the doorknob, but she took a step to her side, so her back was pressed against it.
"What are you doing, Elena?" It took me everything to not just shove her out of my way.
"Damon, you need to calm down."
"I am calm. Now, get out of my way." I grabbed her by her shoulders, not hard enough to hurt her, but enough to push her a few steps to the side. Suddenly, Elena pushed her hands against my chest. At first I thought she wanted to push me as well, but then her hands were leaving my body again, only to crash them rapidly as fists hard against my chest.
"You. Are not. Going. Anywhere!" She screamed at me but I instantly heard her sniffing in between. She started crying and her blows got harder and I let her. I let her until she grabbed my shirt and pressed herself firm against me. That's when I seemed to wake out of my trance. My girlfriend was crying in front of me and all I did was just standing there like an idiot. Quickly, I got her in my arms and buried my face in her hair, whispering one apology after another.
"I'm so sorry, Elena. I didn't mean to turn all crazy. It's just.. the Mikaelsons.. I can't think clearly and.." I trailed off as I felt Elena nod against me. She understood, she always did. Her tears were drying off, but I still held her close to me. Elena grounded me. I was afraid to get lost again as soon as I let go of her. But I also needed to go to the office. I couldn't just sit around and do nothing, now that I knew that they were here again. I waited a few minutes more though. Letting my mind get clearer through the feeling of feeling Elena, but my nerves were tickling just underneath. As always, Elena seemed to sense that as well. Because she took a few steps back to look at me with red eyes. I felt guilty immediately, pushed it in the back of my head though.
"Now you can go." She told me quietly. "I just wanted you to be.. you, before you go out of here."
I closed the distance between us again to press a firm kiss against her lips. I fucking loved this girl so much and that's what I told her.
"I love you so much, Elena, I can't even express it properly. Fuck, you deserve so much better-"
"Don't even go there, mister. I love you, too and you're perfect. Now go and kick some asses for me." Her lips were moving against mine as she spoke and that made everything even better. I smirked in our kiss and causing it to end. I stroked her hair one time, and then going to the other side of the room. Now that my head was a bit clearer, I was also calmer. Yeah, I was shaking, full of adrenalin but I took my time now to put my body holster on at least, putting my gun in there, before slipping inside my leather jacket. I got my badge as well and stuffed it in my jacket pocket. As I turned around, Elena had a small smile on her face. I knew I scared her there just yet, but she was also relieved, she could bring me back.
I said my goodbyes to her as I was ready and kissed her one last time and telling her to be save, before heading out of the door. I couldn't believe I was on my way to the office to tell them the Mikaelsons were back. I knew it was gonna happen some day, but I had hoped it would be longer than just a few month. But even if it would have been years, I was sure I would have lost it just the same.
I went down the stairs in the hallway of our apartment and as I went around the corner, I crashed into a man. Faster than I probably ever did, I drew my gun out of the holster and pressed it to the head of the man. It was just then, that I realized who I was about to shot. Well, so much for being calm.
"Fucking bastard, Ric, what are you doing here?" I asked breathless, even though I didn't run or anything. Instantly, I pulled the gun back and shoved it into the holster underneath my jacket again. Ric looked up to me with huge eyes but he seemed to came over his shock rather quickly, because he was already shaking his head at me, in a manner I learned to hate. But there was also a sympathetic look on his face, that seemed him to remain silent about whatever he wanted to lecture me.
"Hey, buddy." He greeted instead, calm and quiet. "Elena called me yesterday, saying that she saw.. well, Kol Mikaelson. She also said she wanted to tell you this morning, so I thought I would come and get you so we could drive together to the office and all."
Sometimes, Ric was a huge idiot, asshole, dick, lovesick-bitch and yeah, there would probably come more to my mind if I thought longer about it but right now, Ric was just the best friend I appreciate so much. I loved this guy. I wouldn't say it out loud.. okay, I had done it at some point, but I wouldn't say it that much and right now I definitely felt like hugging my buddy to death, but instead I stayed put and only nodded with a slight smile on my face.
"Thanks." I said. Short but very honest. And I knew that Ric knew it as well. He waved it off quickly, before clapping me on the shoulder. We went down the rest of the stairs and to his car. As we were driving along neither of us said anything. The only words exchanged at the beginning were:
"So, the Mikaelson bastards are here again."
"Yeah, seems like it."
AN: I hope you liked it even though it was a struggle writing it. I forgot to mention that the story name 'Roads Untraveled' is actually a song by 'Linkin Park'. It isn't really important for the story but I just wanted you to know. Also a huge thanks to all of my lovely readers! To see that every now and then someone started following this story really kept me trying to do better. :)
PS: I love oldies and rock music in general, so I just wanted to share this with Damon :D