Damon's Point of View
"Where the hell have you been?" I slam the front door shut and try and get back to my room before Stefan can go through a series of questions with me. I don't make it to the stairs before he stops me.
"None of your business Stefan, leave me alone," I try again to make it to my room, but he's in front of me staring me down.
"Please tell me you didn't go to see her," He warns with his eyes. Stefan grips my arm a little too tightly.
"Get your hands off of me, and no I didn't go to see her, I went out for a little fresh air,"
"Don't lie to me! What did you do to her? I can smell her from a mile away, what did you do?" I rip my arm away from his grip, dammit I should have thought about her scent. It was strong, that's the one thing that I didn't think about.
"I just went over there to talk with her since you got to spend so much time with her this evening, don't you think it's a little weird that you went on a date with our cleaning lady?" I played it off casually.
"Damon, you never just talk with someone. Did you compel her?" Strangely enough I didn't have to compel her once, she was very compliant the whole night. An image of her sitting on top of me flashes before my eyes and I can't hold back the smile. "Damon, this girl means something to me," Stefan announces and that's what catches my attention. I step down a few steps getting on his level.
"Elena means something to you? What makes you think the feelings are mutual there baby brother?" In all honesty I have no idea what Elena feels towards my brother, I don't even know what her feelings are towards me other than she can't keep her eyes off my body, but that's beside the point. Stefan shrugs and relaxes slightly.
"I don't know, why don't you tell me since I assume you've compelled her," My hand curls into a fist.
"Always so quick to assume," I stride past him into the study. I wanted a night to myself after Elena and Stefan is putting a very big annoying damper on that.
"I don't know what to think Damon, I don't know what's running through your head or what you are doing with Elena,"
"Is it possible that maybe I want to get to know her just as much as you do?" He ponders that question and then laughs.
"No, that's not you. You want to get into someones pants, mess with their mind and most of the time kill them. I'm not going to let you do that to Elena. I care about her and the way she acted with me tonight shows that there is a chance that she cares about me too," Oh Stefan, this isn't going to end well, everything really depends on Elena right now.
Elena's Point of View
Taking a week off from the Salvatore's was probably the best thing that I've done all summer. It's given me time to hang out with Bonnie and Caroline, relax and enjoy the sun. I needed this week to enjoy myself, also figure out what was going on with those two brothers. They were both really hard to figure out, personality wise. Stefan wants to spend time with me and take things slow, which is sweet and romantic, but then there is Damon who.. well I have already let into my bed. We've taken things quickly and I'm not even sure how I feel about him. He makes my head spin, he makes me question everything, yet I don't even hardly know him, maybe that's what I should try and do, but then another thought comes to mind.
Damon probably doesn't want to get to know me, he just wants to use my body, my mood dampens slightly as I lay out in my front lawn soaking up the sun with a good book.
"Hey," I open my eyes and I'm staring into his blue ones. With the sun all around his form right now he is breath taking. I forget for a moment that I'm only in my bathing suit, I go to cover up, but then I remember that he's already seen me naked.
"Damon, what are you doing here?" I figured I wouldn't see him again until next week when I returned. He comes to sit next to me on the grass.
"I wanted to talk," He mumbles looking down at his hands, I can hear the sadness in his voice. What's this going to be about? Is he going to fire me now that we've gotten ourselves into this relationship type thing.
He stands and lends out a hand for me to take. I wrap my towel around myself and take his hand as he leads me inside and up to my bedroom. Damon sits me on my bed and sits next to me. That weird uneasy dreadful feeling builds up in my stomach and up into my chest, it's that feeling you get when you know something bad is about to happen.
"What do you want to talk about?" I glance up into his eyes afraid of what I'm going to see. He shifts so his body is inclined towards mine, he places a gentle hand on my thigh. My whole body seems to ignite to his touch. I thought I was over this, I thought I had had my fill. He notices it too looking from his hand up into my eyes. It's quick, but it doesn't take long for him to be on top of me kissing me hard. How can he do this to me every time?
"Elena," He breathes against my ear, his body is pressed to mine. I can feel him, all of him, it already has me writhing against him. I arch my body against his, my towel falls from my body exposing my revealing bathing suit. I thought he was here to talk, not to take me to the edge of bliss again. His mouth trails down to my neck kissing and sucking at my flesh, he kisses me as if he needs this, as if he needs me. No, he doesn't need me, he just wants this pleasure. I push on his chest to push him off me.
"Damon no," Those two words make him halt. He's almost panting and his eyes are very dark, dark with lust. "You came here to talk, now talk," My mind is defying my body at the moment, I just hope Damon can't tell. It has taken all my strength to make him stop. He searches my eyes trying to figure me out, trying to see if I will falter if he comes at me again. Once again I pull my towel around me so that most of my skin is covered up.
"I wanted to see how you were doing," He says slowly letting out a long drawn out breath. "I know Stefan relieved you for a week, so I wanted to check up on you and see how you were doing," I looked at him confused and not sure what to say. I'd never sat down and talked to him like this, that was always a thing between Stefan and I.
"I'm fine Damon,"He was asking in regards to our little night that we had together. Truth be told I was slightly crushed, but I wasn't going to let that show. I figured that he was going to be the one to take what he wanted and not care what anyone else thought or how they felt, maybe I had underestimated him. Once again his eyes search mine to see if I'm lying.
"You sure?" He presses on, his words are sweet and they make my heart melt a little. I nod my head slowly waiting for his next move, his mood alters and I don't know what he's going to do with my response.
"Good," He stands and heads to the door getting ready to leave.
"Does Stefan know?" I ask keeping still on my bed. He stops and looks over his shoulder.
"No,but he suspects something," I want to ask more questions, I want him to stay, I want to spend time with him. He starts walking again.
"Wait," I stand and rush to the door. He's already halfway down the stairs. "Where are you going?" I really don't want him to leave, but by the looks of him, he doesn't really want to stay.
"Back home I suppose, if I'm gone too long I fear Stefan may notice," So this was a battle for my attention between the two brothers, it was up to me to make a decision. I already knew who I wanted, who made my heart and body ache more. I just didn't want to have to tell the other one.
"I don't want you to go," I mumble shyly at the top of the stairs. Whether we talk more, or roll around in the sheets, I want him to stay. He waivers between staying and going. I don't know the full details of the conflict between the two of them, and I hate to be the reason for both of them fighting, but I'm selfish and I want more.
My body is warmed up from the sun, and the little episode that we just had in my bedroom.
"I was going to get a shower and wash off this sunscreen," I felt my whole body blush, I'd never been this bold or invited a man to shower with me before. Maybe he would refuse my offer. "If you wanted to join you are more than welcome to," I bite my bottom lip and hold onto the railing for support. He gazes up at me through those thick beautiful lashes.
He's standing before me in a quick flash. What? How?
"Elena, if we do this I need your word. I need to know that you aren't going to go running to him," I'm still a little baffled by how he got up the stairs so quickly. "I need you to be mine,"He takes a strand of my hair and runs his fingers through it slowly. His eyes meet mine, the lust is back, he wants me now, but first he wants my word. He wants me to be his, not Stefan's but his.
"You have my word," I mutter, this is gonna be difficult when I clearly know that Stefan has feelings for me. He glances down at the towel that I am still holding tightly to my body.
"You won't be needing this in the shower," He slips his fingers into my towel and releases it from my hold letting it fall to the floor. He waves his hand in front of me gesturing to let me lead the way to the bathroom. My shower isn't all that big nor is it all that fancy compared to Damon's shower. He could fit five people into his shower. Mine is tiny with a bathtub, I feel slightly embarrassed by this.
"Damon my shower isn't that big, I'm sorry about that," He closes the door and stares me down.
"I don't care, that way you won't have room to wiggle away," He comes up behind me wrapping a hand around my waist and pulling me back against his body. He breathes into my ear, gently biting and nibbling at my lobe. His other hand works on my bikini strings. That falls away to the floor. "Start the shower, and make sure it's nice and hot," I walk towards the shower. The Damon that sat with me in my room asking if I was okay has fled, that's his sweet gentle side, the side that I want to get to know better. This Damon is the one that wants to take control. The dominant Damon, that would make me his submissive. The thought sends chills through me, it's a dark one but it strangely has a very positive effect on my body. I want him to be rough with me and tell me what to do. When I turn back to him, he is stripped of all his clothes standing gloriously naked before me. He's proud of his body and isn't afraid to flaunt what he has. Me on the other hand, I want to cover up and hide. I feel so exposed right now wearing only the bottoms of my suit.
Damon's bare feet pad across my bathroom floor so he's standing directly in front of me.
"You shouldn't be so shy about your body Elena, everything about you is flawless," He slips the last bit of clothing down my legs. The action is so casual yet so sensual.
"How are we going to keep this from Stefan? You and I both know that he has feelings for me," this is a strange time for a question like this, but I can't help but ask. He stands and takes my hand and leads me into the shower without answering me. "Damon," He presses his finger to my lips to quiet me. "I don't want to talk about him right now," As the warm water runs down over my head and down my back I relax and breathe a sigh of relief even though I have every right not to, not when Damon is standing right behind me. Damon takes a clean wash cloth, gets it wet and lathers it with soap. Without asking he presses it to my shoulder and moves it down my arm, then under and over to my chest.
"Don't worry, I'll be gentle," He presses a quick kiss to my neck and continues to wash me. This is actually really relaxing, more so than I would have thought. I lean back against his warm chest, with his other hand resting on my stomach he pulls me back against him even more. I tilt my head back and rest it on his shoulder and breathe in his musk. Even with the soap heavy in the air, his scent is overpower. My eye lids stay closed and I relish in the feel of him washing me.
"I like you like this," He mumbles against my forehead, I feel like I could fall asleep right here in the shower.
"hmmm," I hum in my throat not able to produce and audible answer. He chuckles and turns me so I'm facing him. He runs the back of his hand over my cheek.
"You're so calm and peaceful," He does that thing where he turns his head to the side, it's a cute gesture that I wish I could capture in a picture.
"This water feels so nice," I dip my head under the warm stream again. Damon watches with a skillful eye as the new water dribbles down and over my breasts, down my stomach and between my thighs. I notice that darkness reappear, again his moods don't stay the same for very long, they are changing every five minutes and they are hard to keep up with.
"This is going to be quick," He takes me by the hips and forces me up against the shower wall. He was exactly right about this being quick, before I have time to think of anything else, he's sliding himself into me. My arms wrap around his neck holding onto him as he holds me up. I didn't realize that Damon was this strong. His movements are deep and hard. I figured that he was going to take me quickly, but his hips hit mine at a nice steady rhythm. I grip his damp hair in my fingers and rest my forehead against his, breathing heavily with my chest rising and falling against his. With each thrust I'm pressed back against the cool shower wall, the contrast between our bodies and the wall is extremely inviting. He keeps up with that same pace, he buries himself so deep inside me and stays like that so I can feel him, feel him fill me.
"Damon," I gasp taking his head in my hands so our eyes meet. Our gazes lock as his hips start to rotate in slow circles. He watches my every action to see how I will respond to his new movements. My mouth falls open to form an O and I grip onto his shoulder, my nails digging into his skin. I fear that I may draw blood, but I don't care because I'm nearing the edge. Damon can tell because as soon as I'm about to break he slows down even more, drawing his hips back, then slamming into me, over and over at that slow rate.
"Damon I can't," I'm almost to the point of tears because of this build up, it's going to be intense and I can't take much more.
"Let go Elena, let go," He growls into my ear gripping my hips pushing harder and faster now. My vision leaves me for a brief moment as I'm enveloped in my own orgasm, ridding it out wave after wave against Damon. "Yes Elena," He tips my head and presses my lips against his kissing me hard on the mouth. I'm in too much of a daze right now to respond properly. He set me back down on the floor of the shower and I find myself reaching for him to support me. All strength in my knees has fled and I can't seem to keep myself up. He laughs turning off the shower and carrying me out of the shower. I keep thinking to myself, holy crap this guy is strong. My arms are still securely wrapped around his neck. He drapes a fluffy towel over me and carries me into my room. I had no idea how long we were in the shower, but the sun was already starting to set. Drowsiness was starting to take hold of me, I reached for Damon when he placed me on the bed.
"Don't leave," I mumbled still reaching for him like an errant child. He sits on the edge of the bed next to me.
"You need you're rest, you're exhausted," No he can't do this to me again, he can't go, I need him to stay with me. I need him to hold me and tell me everything is going to be alright. My eye lids have no strength either and I can't seem to keep them open to keep myself awake.
"Please," I whisper as I feel myself drifting into the darkness. It's so easy to go to that place, it's so comfortable and warm.
I sit up several hours later and glance about my room, it's dark out and the house is quiet. I'm dressed in a night shirt and there is a note on my pillow, it reads:
Dear Elena,
I'm sorry I couldn't stay, but we both know why I can't. We'll tell him soon I promise. Sweet dreams and don't think about me too much, I don't want you to have a wet dream without me ;)
A winky face? Really Damon. I roll my eyes at the childish face and read the last line, it makes my heart melt and believe that there is still some kind of hope.
Your Damon
A/N: Sorry everyone! Didn't mean for this chapter to take so long to get finished. Thanks a bundle for the reviews and favorites and such! ^-^ you all are amazing, have a fantastic day!
