Caroline nodded at their skeptical faces. "Uh yeah. Don't look so shocked guys. I can make things happen too! We blood shared last night so I figured... how hard could it be to do it again?"
Damon smirked at her. "Oh wow. You are using sex... to get what we need for Stefan? I'm actually impressed Blondie." He was more than impressed. He was seeing now how deep their connection must be for Klaus to trust her so much as to let her tie him up and feed from him.
He stepped closer to her, his eyes twinkling with anticipation. "Are you sure I can't just stake him? I mean if you already have him all otherwise occupied..."
He could just imagine the look on the Original vampire's face, all tied up waiting for Caroline to play bondage with him and instead Damon showed and he got a stake through his heart!
"No, Damon! You are not going to hurt him! I think I love him," she snapped back at him.
"Okay, okay. Relax." He put his hands up in mock surrender. "I don't know a way to actually kill him anyway. Loverboy is safe. Just get his blood then and get the hell back here fast. Stefan does not have much time left."
Elijah looked like he was having a hard time following everything. "So my brother…just let you tie him up? And is waiting for you right now, to blood share? He knows nothing of any of this? Are aware of how extremely dangerous your plan is and the rage my brother with have against you or anyone after he discovers he was being used?"
Caroline nodded looking like she was embarrassed to be talking about her sex life with two other men. "Yes I am painfully aware of how much he could hate me for this. I know he loves me, but I am scared. He has no idea that I have to betray him to help my friends. Stefan was there for me like no one else had ever been when I turned. He helped me through it and taught me control. I could be dead now if it wasn't for him. So I can't just let him die. Not when I can do something about it."
She took a deep breath. "I just have to hope that Nic will forgive me, or I will have lost the one man I really loved, who accepted me and understood me and really loved me back.
Damon was taken aback by her confession, but truthfully he did understand her. He loved Elena with reckless abandon too and how deep their love had grown in such a short time had been so hard to believe, even for him. Love made you do crazy things for each other to stay together. But he admired her desire to help Stefan and them at the risk of her love for Klaus.
"Okay, so you go get the blood and then what? How are you going to get the moonstone from Kat? If we get our hands on that then Klaus would never be able to use Elena to break the curse right?" Damon said and then looked up at Elijah.
"Yes that's right." Elijah nodded to him."There are more ingredients that I know of too. He needs a werewolf and a vampire to sacrifice, as well as the moonstone, a witch to do that spell and to drink the dopplegangers blood to her death. It's quite complicated."
Damon took in all the information and tried to hide the flinch that he felt hearing what Klaus needed to do to his love. No way in fucking hell was he letting that happen. "Well, we know there are plenty of vampires around. And Lockwood is the only wolf that I know of... since we kinda killed the last two werewolves that came sniffing around.
He shrugged casually. "So if I kill Tyler would that be another way to keep Elena safe?"
Caroline snarled at him. "Umm, no Damon! Absolutely not. Tyler is my friend. Just let me help Stefan and then we can get the moonstone from your bitch ex."
Elijah nodded, looking like he understood everything and smiled at her and walked back in the house without another word. Damon did not really know what was up with him. He seemed to keep to himself, always watching and aware of his surroundings. But he was a man of very few words. He played his cards very close to the vest. He nodded to him and he walked by.
Caroline had turned to leave too.
"Hey Blondie," he called to her. She looked back at him, a cautious expression on her face. He tilted his head down to her, his eyes full of emotion. "Thank you."
He saw her expression soften. "I mean it. You have no idea how much this means to me. Thank you, for what you are doing for Stefan and Elena and me."
She smiled back at him. "You're welcome, Damon. I will get back as fast as I can with the cure. Just go relax. Give Elena the good news. Then I will go back to Katherine and trade her my blood. The bitch won't see it coming and I will get her to tell me where the stone is."
Damon smiled at her again. He could not wait to tell Elena that things were at last looking up. He saw Caroline open her mouth looking like she was going to say something else and then closed it.
"Something else on your mind?" he mentioned, seeing her looking like she was not done talking.
She shook her head, her face not really showing what she was thinking at all. "Um, no. It can wait. I need to focus on getting the blood right now."
He thought that was strange since that girl could not not share something, to save her life. But as curious about it what it might be, he left it alone. His thoughts were already on going back to see his love. Damon watched her turn around and then blur her way back to Klaus.
Damon walked back in the house slowly, his mind so full of thoughts and the plan and that they might actually be able to save Stefan and getting the moonstone could also save Elena.
He closed the broken door back up. It was probably around 5 in the morning. There would still be possibly some time to sleep, snuggling up to his precious angel. But he was really wide awake right now and did not know if sleep would happen. Not with everything that was going on.
He headed back upstairs thinking he had caught another glimpse of Jeremy by the back bedroom. Maybe he couldn't sleep either. He nodded to Elijah who was sitting on the couch and looking intently at his phone.
He could not wait another minute to be with his love again. He blurred up the stairs and into her room. Walking closer he saw them both asleep again. His angel looked so beautiful. Her lips were curled in a peaceful smile and her hands he saw, must have been running in Stefan's hair to sooth him and were still on his back and one of them clutched the vervain syringe loosely in her open hand. Good girl. At least she did not take it lightly to protect herself, like he had told her to.
He licked his lips seeing her eyelashes flutter just slightly, possibly indicating deeper sleep. He stepped closer still and brushed a strand of her hair from tickling her nose and bent his head down to hers. Just then he heard her heart beat pick up speed and her gorgeous eyes fluttered open.
He beamed at her. "I knew you weren't sleeping."
She scoffed at him. "What? You mean I'm not good at faking it?"
He brushed his nose against hers and laughed deep in his throat. "Uh uh. You better not fake anything with me, baby. Or that is where we will revisit that spanking I still owe you."
She stuck her tongue out at him in the adorable way she did and he felt a rush of heat over his body. He snapped his mouth closed pretending to catch her tongue but he was not close enough.
"Can you, uh, help me Damon. You brother is so heavy on me. Can we just roll him to the side, even just for a little bit?"
"Sure, baby." He put his hands gently under Stefan's arms and lifted him ever so slightly up. Just enough for Elena to wriggle out from under him and then he laid him back down.
She straightened Damon's shirt on her and knelt on the bed to stroke Stefan's face again as she saw him start to whimper again.
"Honey, more blood?" she motioned holding the syringe.
Damon nodded at her and lifted his arm up, torn into the skin and rubbed the blood along Stefan's bottom lip. "Here ya go Steffy," he sing songed. "Night snack. Come and get it."
He was in much better mood and could not wait to tell her the good news. But they could quickly feed Stefan and then get some alone time again.
His brother was very sleepy and Damon nodded to her the second he started sucking the blood and she plunged the needle in his neck. He sucked lazily with near no strength and it looked like it still worked to keep him numb of more pain.
Elena placed the needle back on the dresser and bent down and ran her hand down his face a couple more times and tucked the blanket back in around him. Damon was already by the door and she smiled at his outstretched hand. She reached for him and tangled her fingers with his. He squeezed her hand and brought her knuckles to his lips. He kissed each one, making her giggle quietly.
He frowned at her and hushed her, warning her to not wake Stefan. She nodded and sealed her lips back up and he led her back to Jeremy's bedroom.
"What has gotten into you, honey?" she whispered once they were back out in the hall. He looked like he was walking on sunshine since he had stepped in the room and Elena wanted to know why. But he did not say a word and kept pulling her along till she stood in her brother's room again.
He closed the door fast and yet trying to be quiet to not wake Stefan. The next second in one rapid swish, he pulled his shirt over his head, pressed her into the door and dove in to taste the lips he had not tasted in... maybe a full half hour.
"God, baby I missed you," he breathed against her mouth. His hands ripped the buttons that still worked on his shirt apart, rendering the shirt now completely unwearable and pressed her body roughly back against the door, flush with his own.
She closed her eyes and accepted his lips with equal hunger and desire. Her hands were in his hair, pulling his mouth harder onto hers. Elena's longing for him was just as strong and she whimpered as she felt him lift her up into his arms, his hands under her bare thighs. And in the next millisecond she heard a tear and her lacy black underwear lay on the floor.
She opened her lust filled, chocolate eyes and saw him smiling, cheekily at her.
"Sorry milady," he grinned. "They were in the way."
The playful, yet intenseness in his eyes was hard to understand but she loved all that she saw in him every time they were together. It was never boring and always different and hot and passionate or silly or emotional. Sex with Damon Salvatore sure was not predictable. And she loved every emotion she was seeing in his eyes.
"Don't worry," he gasped grinding his body into her, between more passionate kisses. "I checked the drawer." More kisses. "You still have more..." More kisses. "Sexy underwear for me to rip."
Her mouth hung open at his words and he plunged in again, his tongue everywhere at once as he lifted her higher against the door to support her with his lower body. She was panting in his arms, his black button down sliding down her shoulders, as her back rubbed back and forth on the door.
"Want you...baby," he choked out, nearly breathless as his mouth ravaged hers. "Need...to be...in you."
She nodded at him, her fingers digging in his biceps as she let out another breathy moan. She could see his skin nearly glowing, a sheen of sweat on all the contours of his lean muscles. He had bent to suck on the hollow of her throat and she pulled his eyes back up to hers, her fingers stroking down his jaw.
"Take me, Damon." she gasped. She felt his hands rake his shirt all the way off her arms and to the floor. "I need...you too." Her words were nearly a whimper as she felt him pick her up in one hand and pull his pajama pants and boxers down with the other.
He could feel she was so, so ready for him. "God, Elena," he groaned and he plunged into her. Her keening cry was muffled by her mouth on his shoulder and he hissed as he felt her blunt human teeth almost break his skin as she reacted to him filling her again.
It had been too long. He did not even know when they had been together last. But whatever the hell the time frame was... it had been too long. He groaned and just saw her face fly through all kinds of emotions. He loved watching her as he made her his.
She opened her half lidded, heavenly, brown eyes and he just stared deeply into them. He refused to even blink as he increased his speed, not wanting to miss a second of the pleasure he was giving her. He wished he could memorize every expression, every scrunch of her face, every gasp and the sound of her whimpers as he could tell she was almost there and ready to fall over the edge with him.
Elena's fingers clung to his arms and she could not get enough of his eyes, rapturously locked on hers. She met his gaze and held it too, as damn badly as her eyes wanted to slam shut from the intensity of the pleasure. She was so close.
The door was now rubbing back and forth on her back. And without the shirt there to shelter her skin, she winced at the rug like burn she would have. But she wanted to see him as much as he wanted to see her, just like this, locked on his radiant blue eyes and nothing was going to stop her.
"Ahh, Damon," she cried out and she reached wildly for his neck pulling his lips to hers and they collided the exact second she felt the world fall out from under her.
The intensity of everything felt tenfold as they both rode out their highs while kissing passionately. His one hand on her shaking thighs holding her up, the fingers of her one hand tugging on the curls at the nape of his neck, his warmth flooding through her, her other hand raking her nails down his shoulder, her nipples tight against sweat soaked chest, her legs wrapped flush around his hips, his other hand tangled in her brunette tresses holding the back of her head, his warm breath in her mouth, his tongue leisurely lapping at her own in her mouth. Every. Single. Sensation... felt like fire.
He felt her shaking in his arms and he continued giving her shallow, gentle thrusts as she moaned and writhed against him. Once she was still and they were both coming down, he leaned his forehead against hers, his breath still coming out in ragged pants.
Then with both hands under her, he blurred them to the bed and she felt the whoosh of the sheets billowing up as he fell in beside her, cradling her body against him.
He smiled at her and she smiled softly back at him feeling so deliciously fulfilled.
"Hey, what's that face?" she mumbled and could not take her eyes off his relaxed and beautiful smile as she ran her hands down his arms.
"What?.. face?" His features were so serene, his eyes so 'drowning in the ocean of him' blue and the corners of his mouth pulled up, revealing the most adorable dimples she had ever seen. She had never seen him smile like that before.
She nearly laughed with pure joy. "That, face." Her eyes were locked on his, their legs tangling together and she almost gasped, feeling his warm hand slide down her side to rest on her hip.
He casually shrugged his shoulders hardly believing himself, the emotions just flowing through him. The smile grew and he rubbed her hip back and forth with his hand. "I'm... happy."
And then those precious dimples revealed themselves again as he gazed lovingly at her. She cradled his face, and then traced them with her finger as she licked her lips.
"You are adorable, Damon Salvatore. Your have the most adorable smile I have ever seen." She was beaming at him.
He raised his eyebrows. "Adorable?" That was the last thing he wanted to be, right? he thought to himself. That sounded like she saw him as a fucking teddy bear. Oh hell no!
Elena giggled and watched him react to her. The yuck face that she already loved to see on him made its appearance again too. And she could not decide which one she loved more. Every time that he made that face, she thought of his adorable...oops there it was again….proposal.
But his glowing dimpled smile would now forever remind her of this moment and how blissfully happy he was with her.
"Yes, adorable," she remarked confident in her choice of words. He opened his mouth to argue and she put her hand over his mouth. "Ah ah, ah. Fiance... remember?" She held up her hand with the imaginary ring on it. "And that grants me the power to call you whatever I want to!"
"Oh really?" His eyes were wide and he sat up beside her and the next second he had dove down to her bare belly and blew on her tummy like she was a toddler!
She shrieked, grabbing for his head to pull him off her. But he was faster and he put his hand quickly over her mouth, his other hand found for her wrists and pinned them above her.
"Shhh," he said, his lips inches from her belly. "Don't wake baby brother, please." She quieted fast at that, but still let out another softer squeal against his hand.
"Ah ah ah," he teased. "Fiance...remember," he mimicked her. Her eyes were glued to him as he held up her hand with the not ring on it and kissed it. "And that means I can do to your gorgeous body whatever I want to!"
And he dove back down blowing on her stomach making her squeal again. But this time he used his vampire speed to blur to her mouth swallowing her cries. They really could not afford to wake Stefan. He was having far too much fun with her.
He lifted his head and found her eyes, seeing she was struggling to catch her breath. "Well, now my angel. Are you sorry?" His eyes were riveted to hers, a daring, playful glare that looked nearly humorless on his face.
Elena had finally caught some of her breath. "Sorry? Um, what would I be sorry for?" She frowned at him, not totally sure where this was going but amused all the same.
He looked down at her, his face a picture of complete seriousness. "For calling me adorable. That is SO not me, Elena. And we need to rectify that right now." He sat up fast, letting go of her wrists. "Now I will give you 10 seconds to come with 10 words that much, much better describe me or you will be squealing again darling."
"Damon, I can barely think after you rocked my world. You want me to.."
"And go!" He smirked at her mouth agape, just loving how they could be fun and silly together. He had never had that with anyone and he could not get enough of it.
"Okay, okay,"
Damon frowned. "9 seconds. And I damn well not be just okay,"
She scrunched up her face in concentration and slapped his hand off her to not get distracted.
"Gorgeous, hot, sexy, rough," she scrambled to think under the penetrating gaze and him subtley moving lower to attack her belly again. "Um, delicious, bad, cocky,"
"2"
"Horny," She started whimpering, her hands flying up to protect herself, seeing him going for her. "And mine!"
But it was too late and he attacked her stomach again. And she squirmed and nearly laughed out loud as his hand still tried to cover her mouth.
"Hey, I think I did pretty good Salvatore!" she snapped back at him and tried to wrench his mouth off her way too ticklish middle. "That was not easy."
He fought her grip, trying to pull him off her until her hands gave out and he laid his head on her belly. His eyes flashed back up to hers. "Not easy! Excuse me?"
She relaxed her body, not fighting him anymore and just stroking his hair as he lay on her stomach. "Well no. Not in the time you gave me. That was crazy! You try it!
He lifted his finger up and held it to his mouth. "Shh," His eyes were focused and his nose scrunched up in concentration.
She sat up more , her arms underneath her, supporting her upper body. "Damon, what?" His head was still pressed to the skin of her belly. He looked back up at her, an incredulous expression on his face.
"Um, angel...I can hear your heart beating but..." He could not believe it. But his vampire hearing did not lie. Holy shit! He felt tears pooling in his eyes at the impossible thought.
She nodded at him having no idea what the big deal was, her eyes locked on his face.
"But I can hear... another heartbeat...in you." He paused, feeling a tear slip down his cheek as he ran his hand over her smooth belly "...right here."
His hand just froze on her and they both looked at each other in pure shock...
A/N: Eek! Major cliffhanger! Let me know what you think. I haven't written the next chapter yet but I have time today so if you want more just say the word. I'm so excited about the babies too!
