"This is not some sort of teenage hook-up hot spot!" Ms. Dubocq yelled, officially annoying both me and Damon.
"Watch it with your tone." Damon hissed.
"It's seriously annoying hearing you go at it. We got it. Okay? We'll go inside, we're sorry. The whole bit." I rolled my eyes and laughed silently.
"You think you're so superior." Ms. Dubocq narrowed her eyes at me.
"No." I smiled with superiority. "I know." I whispered.
"You're both going to be in so much trouble for this-" She started.
"I don't think that's such a good idea." Damon smiled. "Seeing as how my grandfather is the super-intendant of this school. Remember what happened last time his only grandson felt he was being treated unfairly?" Damon narrowed his eyes and I thought the teachers eyes were going to bulge out of her head.
"Both of you get into the classroom. Now." She whispered so low it was not only obvious she was seething, but humiliated.
"I'm impressed." I smiled at Damon.
Damon looked less than happy right now though. Uh oh…
"Don't tell anyone about this Elena. Promise me." Damon stepped closer to me and for a second my heart jumped.
"Oh. Sentimental are we?" I rolled my eyes with a laugh as I walked very closely to him. "Don't worry Damon, it was just a peck," I whispered in his ear. "Hardly even counts as a kiss." I whispered again and slowly kissed Damon's cheek, letting my lips linger on his skin for a few seconds longer than average, and quickly followed Ms. Dubocq.
As we headed over to Ms. Dubocq, I held a victorious smirk, to hide my embarrassment and anger, and as Damon walked to my side I noticed through the corner of my eye that his mouth was in a tight line– proof that he was fuming.
At least both of us are mad we were pulled away from each other.
As we walked in, Caroline looked extremely upset. Her eyes were seething and I could tell Damon was gonna get it.
I simply grinned in victory as I sashayed to my seat. I couldn't help but feel elated, that was until I saw Damon whisper quickly in Caroline's ear. She quickly smiled deviously and my heart fluttered.
What were they planning?
"What happened?" Bonnie whispered, somewhat distracting my hurt feelings.
"He-" I started, but Damon quickly turned and looked at me, as if reminding me what I promised. "Nothing." I whispered with a smile, trying to brush it off.
Inside, was an entirely different story though.
Why would Damon kiss me, yet want to be with Caroline? Why was she smirking? Why am I so upset?!
The final thought caught me off guard. Sure, I had been angry at other girls for being bitches. But I had never been angry at a boy. I had never given any of them enough importance to be angry – sometimes I got angry with Klaus but that didn't count. What was wrong with me?
The bell rang and I blinked several times as I came back to reality. As the teacher fled the classroom, much before we all exited, Damon stood and put his arm around Caroline and kissed her sweetly on the lips.
If Damon and Caroline are planning something and they think they can get it by me I will not rest until I destroy them both….
"So what's on the agenda today boss." Bonnie stood right in front of my view of their kiss and smiled.
"Did you get the list I asked you for?" I growled, no longer happy, as I walked around her to the back door exit.
"Which one? Well, it doesn't matter because the answer is yes to all of them." Bonnie shuffled through her bag as I walked and sat on the bench that was right next to all of their lockers and wallowed.
Why would he plan something against me? Why isn't he attracted me like every other boy?
I thought, but then I smiled.
No, it's so obvious he's attracted to me. That's not the problem. The problem is he's planning against me.
BUT WHY IS HE PLANNING AGAINST ME IF HE LIKES ME?
"Elena!" I heard Bonnie yell and snap her fingers in front of me.
I should've responded, but I only got up when I saw Stefan walking over to me.
"Stefan!" I squealed as I jumped up on him and had my hands around his neck.
"Someone's happy today." Stefan smiled and I held him in the hug.
"Yeah, well you should've seen her five seconds ago." Bonnie muttered under her breath and I rolled my eyes, about to snap at her, but I saw Damon looking at me out of the corner of his eye.
"Elena, do you know what day it is today?" Stefan grinned and ignored my comment.
"Wednesday." I pretended to laugh into his shoulder as I looked seriously at Damon's mourning face.
"That's right, and you know what that means?" Stefan cheerfully asked.
"What?" I fought the urge to roll my eyes as Stefan's perkiness so I could continue the show for Damon.
"I'm taking you out for dinner tonight."
I didn't hear what he said really. I was very preoccupied with Damon at the moment. He made it obvious he was staring at me and nodded towards the handicap bathroom, and I looked at him strangely but he made it obvious that he wanted me to go there with him.
"Sounds great. Hold on, we have break now right?" I asked quickly as I pulled away from Stefan.
"Um, yeah for the next 8 minutes we do." Stefan said and looked at me strangely while Bonnie nodded.
"Okay, be right back. Bathroom break, sorry." I kissed Stefan's cheek quickly and sprinted to the bathroom.
I walked into the bathroom that was in a hallway quickly and shut the door and locked it behind me. I saw Damon standing there in front of me looking worried.
"Da-"
"Ele-"
We both started as we walked towards each other.
"I want to apologize." Damon started.
"We shouldn't see each other again-" I shook my head, but immediately regretted the words when I saw his reaction.
"What?" Damon looked angry.
"Look Damon, we've only know each other for a couple of days. You have a girlfriend, and I might be starting a relationship with other people and-" I paused as he looked at me strangely. "And I think it'd be best if we just stayed away from each other, because if not we might hurt the people we care about."
"If that's what you really want." Damon said solemnly, frustrating the hell out of me because his tone of voice made me uncertain of whether he was upset that I just cut him off or not.
"It's not what I want Damon." I let out, exasperated as I walked behind him and turned my back.
"It's our only option. It's obvious you're not going to break up with Caroline, and you know that I'm not asking you to do that." I pretended to be upset but felt nothing in reality except fear of what his next defining words would be.
"Elena," Damon whispered as he put his hand on my shoulder condolingly. "I'm sorry it's come to this. You know I really wanted to be friends with you. But for some reason every time we're alone together, or close-" Damon's words turned low and I turned around to see his facial expressions. His eyes looked hungry.
"I know Damon, I feel it too." I whispered as I took a step closer to him, and could feel his breath on mine.
Seduce him or lose him? Seduce him it is.
This was a defining moment. Would I kiss him? Not technically on the lips, but everywhere else maybe. I was going to take the risk, because I did not want to lose him just yet…
"Oh gosh, I wish I didn't feel like this." I whispered as I gracefully managed to step so near him that every part of our bodies were touching, and he held my waist tightly against him as I pressed one leg between the both of his. "I wish we never kissed, or anything similar." I whispered as I leaned into him and acted like I was going to kiss him, but never actually did. I felt him breathe heavily as he fought the massive urge he had to kiss me.
"Don't say that. I could never regret kissing you." Damon whispered and breathed on me.
"But if we'd never kissed, then we never would have felt what it was like and we maybe could have been friends." I breathed into his mouth and kept pretending to kiss him, but this time as he leaned in to kiss me I kissed his cheek, I could tell this was frustrating him.
"No Elena, I don't regret kissing you." Was all Damon whispered.
"But Damon, how can you not regret kissing me," I whispered, and breathed. "We betrayed Caroline." I breathed again and brushed his lips against mine but never actually pressed.
"I didn't mean," he paused to breathe. "to. I just wanted you." Damon finally whispered and I stepped into his groin a little more and he groaned as I kissed his neck in reward.
It was wonderful to feel his soothe neck, and he racing heartbeat as I made him feel good. I loved the power I had over him. As he slid his hand up the rims of my shirt, he made it so obvious that the last thing he wanted was to leave me.
"I want you too Damon." I whispered as I kissed up his neck and kissed the corner of his lips but continued to play the brushing of the lips game. "But Caroline-"
"I can't leave her." Damon whispered and squeezed my naked waist with his hands that were under my shirt. It did not go unnoticed that he was pushing me against the door and leaning into the middle of my legs either. I almost died right there but I was too mentally angry to succumb to the physical pleasures.
"I understand why, Damon. The same thing goes for me and Stefan," I lifted his head from my neck and gave him a peck on the lips that ended as soon as he pressed into it and tried to get me to kiss him. "But is it fair Damon?" I whispered as I continued to brush against his lips. "Is it fair to lie to them and pretend like nothing is going on between us?" I asked as brushed my lips against his with my tongue this time, and he pressed me against the bathroom door harder and pulled my waist against him harder as well. It was physically impossible to be any closer to him, and as he grew impossibly hard, I almost felt sorry for torturing him but at the same time wanted some much more than be held against the door…
"What about Stefan?" Damon breathed heavily. "Are you sure you don't love him?" Damon whispered as he basically grinded against me.
"Of," I paused as I tried to get words out. "course not. But he loves me so much that I could fall in love with him. Why?"
He's using my game against me. And my god is he good at it.
"Even though I have to stay with Caroline, Stefan's like my brother, I would hate for you to hurt him." Damon breathed as I pushed into his groin and took back some power as I sucked on his neck and then his lower earlobe. I could feel him basically purring.
"Don't sacrifice me, Damon. If you want me, then claim me. Don't think of others as an excuse for what we feel." I breathed and slightly lifted my leg a little to push against his rock hard on, and he groaned very audibly as I had my hands play wildly with his hair.
"Elena," was all he could whisper, as he reveled in the feeling I brought him.
"Why?" I asked, as I kissed up his neck. "Do," kiss. "you," kiss. "want," kiss. "me" final kiss to his lower jaw. "to love him back?" I breathed heavily. "Do you want me to fall in love with your best friend?" I distracted him by continuously pressing against his hardness and leaving peppered kisses all around his face.
With no response, I continued to kiss everywhere but his lips and prepared my exit.
"Fine. I'll do it Damon. I'll," I paused to brush my lips against his and bit his lip slightly. "fall in love with your brother." I then struggled out of his hold and as soon as I opened the door slightly Damon grabbed my arm and pushed me against the wall next to the door and tried to get us back into the same position as before and leaned into kiss me.
"Don't." I stopped and put my hands on his lips and touched them softly as I closed my eyes for a slow second and opened them. "If you kiss me again, then I'll never be able to get you out of my head." I whispered and quickly I opened the door and shut it in triumph.
Wow.
I basically just did horrible things – which I don't know what to classify it under – with Damon Salvatore in the bathroom.
As I walked into our locker area, I realized that no one was there and I did not know what class I had. Oh, crap.
"Mr. Salvatore and Ms. Gilbert," Mr. Banderas grunted as he held his door open. "You do realize class started 10 minutes ago correct?"
"Um, I, um," I paused, unaware how to excuse myself seeing as how I was yet capable to produce words.
"We got lost." Damon finally said as he walked closely behind me into the classroom and we walked straight to our desks, that were all the way in the far left corner of the room.
"Funny how you got lost, seeing as how both of your books are here and everything." Mr. Banderas rolled his eyes and walked to his desk and began talking about his powerpoint.
I looked directly at Stefan as I wondered how my books got here, and he mouthed, "Bonnie," and I smiled. Not because Bonnie brought my things. Because Caroline next to him was so red, tomatoes had nothing on her. You could literally seem steam rising from her as she watched us walked back to our desks slowly.
This would have been so much better if Damon and I did not sit next to each other…
"So, today we're going to be learning about chemical bonding-" I heard Mr. Banderas say, and Damon and I now sat and pulled out materials to copy with, as we sat in a corner now devoid of light entirely because the power point required the lights to be turned off to see well.
Throughout my little whatever that was in the bathroom, it never occurred to me that Damon would be able to get revenge. Until now, as he was rubbing his foot against mine.
I looked at him seriously as if demanding him to stop, but he smirked. He defiantly hooked his foot around my leg and began to pet it up and down, repeatedly. He smiled as I fought a shiver that was running through me. And little did I know there was so much more to continue.
As sly as a cat, Damon continued to pay attention to the front of the classroom, but put his expert hands to work as he put his hand on my knee and started to work his way up dangerously slowly. As he slid his hand up inch by inch, my breath hitched. Damon noticed and quickened his pace and just as he almost reached a place where I was not prepared for him to touch me, but so wanted him to. I decided to play the same game.
Instead of taking my sweet time, however, I immediately grabbed his upper inner thigh and began petting his leg there until I got closer and closer to his now fully hard on. His hands threatened to do the same thing and we were both a literal centimeter from touching each other in the perfect area as we paused, looking at each other daringly. Until I finally smirked and beat him to the punch by rubbing my left hand slowly against his hard on that felt painfully constrained in his pants. Damon shut his eyes for a second and scooted closer to me as if to allow me better access, until he finally stopped teasing the rims of my lacy underwear and pressed on my clit.
I wanted to yell out, or jump on him so that he could do something to make this throbbing sensation feel better and not worse, but I bit my lip and simply put my left leg on top of his very slowly and subtly so no one would notice. We couldn't get any closer – so I figured half sitting on his lap would suffice.
Elena, you're a prude, you've never done this sort of thing. Don't forget that.
I tried to remind myself but as Damon stuck a finger inside of me, in a place whose purpose I thought was specific to a tampon, I couldn't give less. All I wanted was balance and that was what I got when I pressed into Damon's hardness.
You're in class. Remember that.
My conscious yelled, but my animal and wild side would have none of it. All it wanted was Damon.
I turned to look at the clock for a millisecond, and saw that we had 1 more hour of this wonderful torture. 1 more hour of bliss…
When the bell rang, no one was in more shock than Damon and I. We hadn't been aware how long we were giving each other hand jobs for, but before we realized it, class was over.
I gathered up the courage to look up into his eyes, and I saw a dark hunger consume him. And at that moment, had other kids not been in the room – as well as the teacher – I thought Damon would have taken me on the lab table.
But instead, he grabbed my hand and pulled me quickly out of the classroom, left our books there, and we ran to the bathroom before anyone could notice we went in it together.
Thank God for personal Handicap bathrooms.
"Elena," Damon whispered as he cupped my face with one hand and held me tightly against him with the other.
"Damon," I breathed for a quick second and before I could get out a sound he pressed his lips against mine and moaned as we resumed our earlier position and he had his knee directly on my clit, while I continued to press slightly on his hardness.
I felt Damon force my mouth open to slide his tongue in and the kiss made me melt in his mouth. He was a marvelous kisser and I wanted to die from that alone.
Then Damon brought up my leg and lifted it to put it around him. As I tightened my hold around his body and he pushed me against the door again, Damon began to kiss my neck and move his hands wherever he wanted. His right hand slid up the leg I had around him and played with the rim of my underwear again as his left hand went all the way up to my bra.
I could tell he was a bit nervous about touching my boobs, but since I was so new to this – because I had never gone this far with any of my previous boyfriends – and all these feelings were so overwhelming, he probably could have had sex with me in that moment and I wouldn't have objected.
I was putty in his hands as he put his hand around my C cup and slowly began to squeeze. Finally he dipped a finger inside both my underwear and my bra and began to play with the bare skin as he continued to suck as if drawing blood from my neck. I had never had an orgasm before, but with what I had gathered, I was just about there.
"Damon, don't stop." I barely whispered as he started kissing from my neck to my chest and entering not one but two fingers inside me and moving them up and down.
"Oh," I moaned and jumped into him. He groaned at the push into his hardness and pressed into me.
Oh, god why can't I stop this? Why is he so wonderful at this?
