Finally I am able to get this chapter out! It took me forever. Some things will get cleared up in this chapter, others not.
There will be a lot of talking and a lot of distracting on Damon's part.
8,000 words later for this chapter. I can't believe I actually wrote this much for one chapter. I really hope you like it, because I wrote it and then took a couple days away from it and came up with a whole lot more for this chapter than originally planned.
Please review. Sorry I don't respond, but I've been busy but I want you to know how much they mean to me every time you review :)
"You're not off the hook yet," Elena giggled as Damon pressed kisses against her face. "You've got to talk to me sometime. You can't keep doing this!"
However, she wasn't really complaining. She would be happy to subject to his kisses anytime. But unfortunately they needed to talk and he had been trying to get her to do anything but talk about what they needed to focus on. As soon as she tried to say something he would use sex in order to get her to stop talking. It was absolutely and completely frustrating but she seemed powerless to stop it. Sometimes all it took was for him to slide his leg along hers as he pressed feather light kisses against her neck.
And just like that she was a goner.
She kept telling herself that this time she would stop him before it could go too far. But she had a hard time keeping her hands off of him. She would easily fall into his ocean blue eyes and once again be swept up in him all over again. She couldn't help the effect that he seemed to have on her.
This went on for nearly four hours.
But now she would get his attention.
So when he ignored her attempts for a second time; she took a different approach. She rolled them over so that she could be on top of him. She pinned his hands in the air so they could no longer try and break down her defenses. He had a cocky smirk on his face at first, thinking that she was finally going to shut up and just feel.
His smirk slipped as she gave him a sly smile of her own. "Now you have to talk."
"Technically I don't," Damon countered back his smile slowly slipping off his face. "I could have you on your back in two seconds flat, all it would take is a little bit of vampire strength."
Of course she knew he could do it but the fact that he remained still beneath her told her that he was finally ready to face her and talk about them. Although even if he wasn't, she was going to force him to.
"Damon, stop deflecting and talk to me," Elena said, her tone implying that she wasn't kidding around.
Damon rolled his eyes. "What's in it for me?"
Oh, classic. He needed a goal to head towards in order to have this conversation. She seriously couldn't believe this. She resisted the urge to roll her eyes at him as she answered him.
"You seriously need incentive in order to have this conversation with me?" Elena asked him, raising her eyebrows at him questionably.
She already knew that he'd choose any other way to get out of this conversation. He was stalling her.
Two could both play this game.
Elena unclasped a hand from his and started to run it down his arm slowly, then all the way down his chest. Right until she hit one of her favorite parts of his body; between his hips where that delicious looking V was conveniently located. She kept her eyes locked on his face, as his mouth dropped open at her actions. Her finger made its way down through his treasure trail and then just as she was about to land on his already half hard erection she stopped.
He growled at her as she took her hand away from his skin; she gave him a evil little smile.
"Once you talk to me, I'll take care of that," she said pointing to his erection. "Deal?"
She watched as a he contemplated her offer before he sighed dramatically. "Oh, fine. I probably won't even have an erection anymore by the time this is over with anyway."
"Oh, yes you will," Elena drawled out and leaned forward so that her breasts were pressed firmly against his chest. His lips were just inches from hers as her eyes met his. "Cause baby, I know just what makes you tick."
Damon raised his eyebrows at her, before saying skeptically. "You don't know all the things that make me tick."
"No, but I'm learning them. One by one."
She leaned in and gave him a soft kiss on the lips before pulling back to give him a lazy smile. She maneuvered her arms so that they were folded on his chest and her head was resting on them as she stared at him intently.
"I feel a little under pressure with you looking at me like that."
"You don't have to be," Elena reassured him, giving him an encouraging smile. "Just talk to me."
"You're going to have to give me a starting point Elena. I don't do long emotion talks for fun," Damon joked half-heartedly, only giving her a weak smile.
She decided to go for the kill on this one. Get the most recent topic out of the way first. Katherine. She needed to know why he did it. Why he wanted her back. It was all spinning through her mind like crazy as possible scenarios played out in her mind.
"Why didn't you tell me about Katherine?"
"Really going for my soft spots, aren't you?" Damon asked her raising his eyebrow at her.
She just nodded her head, placing a kiss on his chest as she eagerly awaited his answer. He reached up and tenderly placed a strand of hair behind her ear before answering her.
She smiled at the gesture and he gave her a hesitant smile back.
"What you need to understand is that I loved Katherine for a very long time. She consumed most of my thoughts, and the better part of my vampire life I have spent was searching for her."
He paused for a second before starting again. "Then you happened. I met you and it changed everything. You were so different than she was. You had a kindness and a passion in you that I had never seen before. I honestly couldn't believe that kindness would ever be turned on me after everything that I did to you. Somewhere along the way my love for Katherine started to fade. I no longer needed her."
Elena listened intently to his voice, no matter how grave the situation it soothed her. She kept her eyes locked on his face even when his eyes slid from hers to stare at the ceiling.
"Are you sure you want to hear this?" Damon asked her softly, his face turning to one of vulnerability every second that passed.
"Yes, all of it." Elena nodded, her fingers danced over the skin of his chest in an attempt to soothe all his worries about opening up to her.
"I was so worried that you were going to change your mind. Nobody has ever captivated me like you have. I can't seem to get you out of my head. The nagging thought in the back of my mind is that you're going to figure out that I'm not enough for you."
She gave him a sad smile, before taking one of his hands in hers, intertwining their fingers together.
"What was it about her? I know that you told me qualities about her, but the only somewhat nice one was that she was sexy." Elena asked him, eying him carefully. "Was there anything else?"
"I guess I liked the fact that she was her own person. She didn't do things because other people wanted to, she didn't have to answer to anybody. She was free, and at that time I was longing for that freedom I never got to have under my father."
"Was your father really that horrible?"
"He never believed in anything I did. Nothing was ever good enough. Stefan was always the good child, while I brought shame on my father. I think that's part of the reason Katherine appealed to me, because she was a way to rebel against my father. The fact that I was sleeping with a vampire, would obviously be the easiest and cruelest revenge on him."
"That's not love," Elena whispered sadly, squeezing his hand in hers.
"I know it's not, I realize that now. I have you to thank for that. You're so kind, brave, and sexy all on your own. I love that fact that you are your own person. You really are amazing, you know?" Damon's eyes held hers and gave her a small but sad smile.
"Damon..." she sighed sadly moving her head up to rest against his forehead.
Her hand reached out to the side of his face stroking his cheek gently with her thumb. His eyes drifted shut at her touch and his arms reached around her body to pull her close to him.
"You should know that you are enough," she whispered. "You're enough for me, anyways."
He didn't say anything and to be honest she wasn't expecting him to. But he did tighten his grip on her back as she whispered those words. She kept still in his arms and didn't pry into the subject any longer for the time being. She knew that he needed a little bit of time, so she kept all her comforting words to herself, not wanting to ruin what seemed like deep thought. She was happy with the information that he had given her for now. However, she didn't expect him to be so forthcoming.
She had absolutely no idea how long they sat like that for. It could have been minutes.
Hours.
Days.
All she knew is that instead of him taking care of her, she was taking care of him. She would have let him cry it all out if he wanted. If that's what he needed. It seemed that Damon Salvatore was no cry baby however and was content with remaining absolutely still, locked in her embrace.
"I'm sorry," Damon apologized finally opening his eyes again to look at her face.
"Shhh, it's okay." She kissed the side of his cheek, before her mind wandered to a completely different topic. "Can I ask you something?"
"This is the day you seemed to have declared as spill out your deepest emotions day," Damon said rolling her eyes at her question. "So you might as well just ask anyway."
"I've just been having these weird dreams lately." He frowned at her but she continued on. "They just seem so realistic and it's just given me this weird feeling that it's almost like a memory. But why wouldn't I remember it?"
"Compulsion," he stated simply and understanding dawned on her face.
That explained a lot. She was still trying to put a face to those words that keep cropping up in her dreams. I want you to find everything you're looking for. The voice was oddly familiar but she couldn't seem to place it yet. She shouldn't be able to remember it thought considering that's the whole point of compulsion.
"But why am I starting to remember things then? Isn't that the point of compulsion is for me not to remember?" Elena asked him curiously.
She watched a completely uncomfortable look cross his face at her questions. She frowned internally at his reaction but didn't let it show on her face. As quickly as it had come, the look was gone.
"The person performing the compulsion may not have been that strong to begin with. Some vampires are very lazy when it comes to compelling, mostly because humans are just another means to an end with us," he said shrugging.
Something about it seemed a little off though but she decided to not question it at the moment. But unfortunately Damon didn't want to let it go. She really wasn't surprised though when he asked his next question.
"Who was compelling you in the dream?"
Elena sighed reaching up and running a hand through her hair. "I don't know, all I hear is the voice but I haven't been able to place it to a person yet."
"What did they say?" Damon asked her. He had finally asked the question she really didn't want him to. She didn't even understand what it meant herself yet, she didn't want to tell him about it. She wasn't ready to talk about that.
Damon must have read the hesitation on her face because he cocked his head to the side sympathetically and reached up to cup her cheek. She let out a huff and rolled gently off of him onto the bed. She stared at the ceiling but she felt him move on the bed. So she looked over and he was on his side staring at her expectantly.
"I don't want to talk about it," Elena finally confessed, sitting up in the bed.
She suddenly felt hot under his intense gaze and swung her legs off the bed. She need to get away from his prying eyes.
"Elena..." he whispered.
She felt the bed move again as he made his way over to her coming to sit behind her on the bed. His lips found her shoulder blade and she sighed as her body betrayed her, leaning into his lips.
"Don't..." she breathed out closing her eyes.
"Why not?" he asked her, his hands moved her hair off her neck as he placed soothing gentle kisses on her shoulder.
He made his way up her neck as his hand fell from her hair to wrap around her waist. As soon as his lips left her skin and made their way to a new spot; it felt like that spot was on fire. She let out an involuntary low moan due to his ministrations.
This seemed to bring her out of her trance as she found it possible to respond to his question. "I just haven't figured out what it means myself. I just feel like I should do it by myself before I can tell you about it."
He paused on his assault of kisses along her back. "Will you tell me about it when you figure it out?"
She just nodded her head, which seemed to be Damon's go ahead to keep kissing and touching as he resumed the movements of his lips and hands. She seemed to be more focused on his lips as they reached her ear, his teeth closing over her earlobe. She was practically puddy in his hands as his soft tongue came out to play on her ear. His tongue traced the shell of her ear before his lips connected with her cheek. She slowly turned her head towards him so that as his kisses lined her face, she could meet him the middle with her lips.
She was met with the satisfaction of his warm tongue as it collided with her own. He rubbed his tongue along her own and she turned around in order to press herself against him. His hand pressed her closer so that their already naked bodies were pressed tightly against each other; their lips were moving against each other rhythmically and she never wanted to stop.
She wanted more of him.
It felt like a need was burning up inside of her.
Her inner goddess seemed to come out to play as she pushed him roughly down on the bed. He seemed to enjoy her roughness though as he smiled up at her cheekily.
"What are you going to do with me, Miss Gilbert?" he drawled out, a playful glint in his eyes.
"I haven't quite decided yet," Elena responded, pretending to be giving it some serious thought. "But it will be quite naughty."
"Elena Gilbert... naughty." Damon tested out the word on his tongue. "I don't know if it suits you. You might have to prove it."
"Oh, I fully intend to," Elena said giving him a positively naughty grin.
Damon ran his hands up and down her thighs. "You're so sexy."
"You make me feel sexy," Elena whispered, a grin planted on her face and she watched the same smile light up his own face.
"You don't need me to make you sexy; you're sexy all on your own," Damon assured her before he added, "but I certainly do help things with this outrageously gorgeous body of mine."
"You're also way too cocky for your own good," Elena pointed out.
"Would you have me any other way?" He made his point by circling his hips into hers.
It of course had the desired effect as she let out a moan; his eyebrows were raised at her and it served as a silent invitation to finally give into their desires. She ran her hands up his chest to tangle with his dark hair and pulled him roughly against her.
Now this, surprised him as he willingly went into her embrace; wrapping his arms around her for support to keep upright. Her eyes focused on his, piercing into his soul. She could tell that she was making him slightly uncomfortable but pushed the thought out her head.
"I wouldn't want you to be any other way," Elena whispered softly. "I like you and all your cockiness."
His eyes seemed to study her face, but she wasn't completely sure what it was that he was looking for. But he seemed to find what he was looking for as his face lit up and he gave her one of his heart throbbing smiles.
His lips made their way over to hers and they met in a fiery passionate kiss. His hands tangled in her wild messy hair that he had already previously messed up last night and this morning. He had somehow gained control of the kiss even thought she was supposed to be in control. The thought that he had gotten under her skin this early had unnerved her.
She needed to take the control back.
So she pulled her lips away from his; when he tried to bring them back together her finger snuck in, placing it against his lips.
"We haven't finished talking yet," Elena stated, her breathing a little uneven from the kiss. "Stop trying to distract me."
Damon pouted against her finger. "I don't want to do anymore talking. I want you."
"Suck it up." Elena rolled her eyes as he let out a huff and flopped back into the bed.
"You make me so..." Damon put his hand comically into the air as if trying to find the right word. "Infuriated."
"I'll hold up my end of the deal," Elena promised him, her finger tapping his nose cutely. "Don't worry your pretty little head about it."
"I don't do patience," he warned her.
"Maybe we'd already be through talking about it if you would just shut up and stop pouting," she said crossing her arms over her chest pointedly.
"You know when you do that," Damon said pointing to her arms. "It just makes your breasts look even more appealing and it really makes me want to do a whole new set of naughty things to you."
He was so goddamn frustrating.
She huffed and got out of the bed, leaving him looking at her shocked. Too be honest she didn't care as she grabbed his shirt off the floor and dragged it over her head. It fell down to her knees and she let out a satisfied sigh as she made her way back over to him.
"Now there's nothing to tempt you with," Elena said proudly as she took up her spot on top of his body.
"Why are you so mean to me?" Damon whined, his pout deepened slightly.
She shrugged as if he should know. "It comes with the territory of being your girlfriend. I get to playfully make fun of you in order to get what I want."
"I think I'm going to like being your boyfriend," he said smiling softly.
It warmed her heart that he liked it. She knew all too well that Damon didn't do relationships. It made her feel extremely giddy that she was able to get him to come to terms with their newly formed relationship status.
She gave him a wide smile and she leaned down; she pressed a soft kiss on his lips before mumbling. "I like being your girlfriend."
"Have I told you lately how perfect you are?" Damon asked her pressing another kiss to her lips.
"Actually, I don't think you've ever told me that before."
"Well, I guess you should know that you're perfect, amazing, beautiful, and very sexy."
A smile formed on both their lips and she murmured her thanks before kissing him again. He took full advantage of her momentary lapse and ran his hands up her sides under his shirt; his hands danced on her skin. Elena knew that she should stop what was happening but she didn't want to. But god, his hands felt way too good on her skin and she found herself leaning into him more.
As their kiss deepened he rolled them over gently; settling himself in between her legs as they lazily kissed. She arched up into him as he slowly ground himself into her.
Their mutual moans only seemed to fuel the fire that was burning between them. His hands pushed her shirt up and over her breasts as he broke his lips away from hers in order to move further down her body. He captured one of her breasts in his mouth, licking around her nipple slowly.
Oh damn him.
He knew everything that made her tick and he was using it to his full advantage.
"Damon..." she whimpered as he pulled away and kissed his way down her stomach.
He smiled briefly before kissing her stomach again; his tongue swirled around her belly button causing her to moan. Her fingers fisted themselves into his hair forcing him to move his mouth further down her body.
The reality that they weren't having the talk that she wanted to have was starting to sink and just as he was about to settle his mouth of her core she blurted out, "Damon! Stop!"
"I was so close," he muttered low, but she heard him.
"Stop distracting me and come back up here." She extended a finger towards him making a "come-hither" motion with her finger.
He rolled his eyes at her and crawled up her body slowly until their faces were almost touching each other. He sighed, "I will stop trying to distract you now, so get on with your little speech."
"Where do you see our relationship going?" Elena started off by asking the first question that came to her mind. She stared intently at his face as she awaited his answer.
"I see it going very far," Damon said warily.
"What about me becoming a vampire?"
"Do you want to be a vampire? I always thought that you'd want to stay human."
Elena gave him a smile before wrapping her arms lazily around his neck, threading her fingers into his hair as she massaged his scalp.
"I did, it scared me that I'd eventually have to make the decision about whether or not I should become a vampire. I don't really want to give up everything about being human and I'd never want to do it any time soon. But I'm thinking about it."
"Elena, I don't want this life for you," Damon protested shaking his head.
"Don't you remember shoving blood down my throat and threatening to turn me into a vampire just two days ago?" Elena asked him incredulously.
"I was just doing it because I was hurt, I would never actually turn you. Not for my own selfish reasons." Damon explained cupping her face with his hands.
"I know that you wouldn't," Elena murmured bringing his lips to hers, giving him a soft kiss. "Maybe somewhere down the line, I'll be ready to make the decision. Just promise me that you'll be there when I do?"
"Always," Damon promised her giving her another kiss.
He rolled off of her gently, but tucked her under his arm as he pulled her against his chest. She wrapped her arms around him, snuggling her face into his chest.
"You ever think about marriage?" Elena asked him playfully.
"Are you saying that we should get married?"
Elena giggled at his question but shook her head. "No I'm just wondering if you'd ever be open to the idea of getting married to someone."
"I guess I've thought about it, I just never figured that it would be in the cards for me after so long of being alone." She felt him shrug against her.
She lifted her head up to look him in the eyes, she gave him a small smile. "You're not alone anymore."
"Then maybe someday marriage will be in the cards for me." Damon tucked a strand of her hair behind her ear.
She was speechless at his words. She didn't know how long she stared at him for, her mouth gaping open. But it must have been a long time because he brought his hand to her chin, closing it for her.
She blinked her eyes and focused back on his face. "Stop saying such things to me Mr. Salvatore."
"Does it make you uncomfortable?" Damon asked her planting a smirk on his face.
"No, but it might make me say things I shouldn't," Elena eyes dropped down to his chest.
Damon was silent for several minutes before answering. "Do you want get married to me?"
His voice sounded so small that she had to look up at him. The look of vulnerability on his face was unmistakeable and she wanted to do anything in her power to make it go away. He turned his face away from hers as she moved herself closer to him.
"Someday maybe, I'll marry you someday," she whispered giving him a peek on the cheek.
He had her on her back so fast, that she didn't even realize that she was now on her back and staring at his face until she was staring up at him.
"Okay, we talked. Now it's your turn to keep up your end of the deal."
"Damon..." she whispered but he shook his head, silently telling her that she really shouldn't ask him about it.
He was trying to bring back the playfulness that they once had by placing a kiss on her nose. It worked and she giggled, smiling up at him. He gave her a smile back before leaning down to kiss her again.
She let him, letting the kiss get her all worked up again. But Elena had other plans and got them to roll over. She kissed him passionately and just as he was letting out moans into her mouth she pulled away from him.
She ignored his groans as she scrambled off the bed. "I'll let you have your wicked way with me once you catch me."
"You do remember that I'm a vampire and that I'll catch you in about two seconds right?" Damon asked her staring at her laughing at her.
Something about this game seemed wicked to her and a smile lit up her face. Of course she knew that he would catch her even before she made it out of the room. She would still enjoy it though. It was that thought that got her to reply with a snarky remark.
"I was hoping that you would," she gave him an evil look before taking off into the bathroom.
And just as she got to the door his arms had wrapped around her waist, pulling her against his chest. She laughed as she felt his hot breath on her ear. "Caught you," he whispered in her ear.
Elena turned around his arms, running her hands up his chest until they were laced around his neck. "Now that you've caught me; what are you planning on doing with me?"
"Well first, I'm going to take this offending piece of fabric off your beautiful body." Damon's fingers found the bottom of his shirt that she was wearing and started pulling it up her body.
"I thought you'd like seeing me in your shirts," Elena said were fingers playing with the ends of his hair.
"Oh baby, I do, it's just right now I'd rather you be naked." Damon shot her a cocky grin, he started backing them up to the bed. "I'd also rather you be under me."
"Well what are we going to do about that?" Elena questioned him as her knees hit her bed.
She collapsed into it and Damon followed close behind her, falling on top of her. "First I'm going to take your shirt off and then I'm going to appreciate your body."
"Do I not get a say in what happens?" Elena laughed.
"Did you want a say?" Damon asked her leaning down to her neck, pressing kisses to the column of her throat.
She leaned her head to the side to give him better access to her throat. She was enjoying his hands sneaking up her shirt to cup her breasts firmly in his hands. "I want the control."
"And what do you want to do to me?"
"Tie you to my bed."
Damon's head snapped up from her neck to stare at her face. His expression was one of shock but it slowly turned into a wicked smile. "Your wish is my command."
Elena was surprised that she'd actually let her do this to him. I guess if he really needed to he could get out but the thought of him being on display and in her control was very exciting. It was all very exhilarating and she stared up at him with a giddy expression on her face.
"Stop being so amazing," Elena said giggling reaching up to place kisses on his face.
He laughed at her excitement and let her show her affection all over his face. "Oh Elena, calm down."
"Sorry, I'm just excited that you'd let me do this," Elena apologized but she couldn't seem to wipe the smile off her face.
"I'd do anything for you, I thought that you would have figured that out already." Damon brushed his thumb over her cheek.
"Well aren't you being cute today," Elena observed raising her eyebrows at him.
"Maybe I like being cute with you."
"I like that," she whispered, flipping them over. "But I want you all tied up now."
"Then take me."
She had a naughty smile on her face and crawled off of him.
"Get to the top of the bed," Elena ordered him as she searched through her drawers for belts.
"You know it wouldn't surprise me if you had handcuffs or something hidden in there," Damon drawled out as he crawled up to the top of the bed. "You were a closet bad girl weren't you?"
Elena blushed. "I wasn't such a bad girl until you came along. No handcuffs for me."
"We'll change that soon."
Elena made her way back to the bed with two belts in her hand. She crawled on top of him and grabbed one of his hands in hers and wrapped the belt around it as she tied him to the bed one wrist at the time.
"I hope I get to do this to you sometime," Damon said, just as she finished tying him up.
She said nothing but gave him a small smile. The excitement was almost too much at the sight of seeing him laying there completely at her will. She didn't have the heart to tie up both his legs but she hoped that he would just play along with her charade.
She leaned down to kiss him. It started off as an innocent kiss but slowly turned into something more passionate as she pressed her lips tighter against his; her hands were exploring the sides of his body. She opened her mouth to him and sunk her tongue into his warm mouth. His tongue wasted no time and tangled with hers. They battled for dominance as they moaned into each other's mouths.
Her hands had moved further down his body as they caressed his hip bones. He let out a loud moan into her mouth and Elena had finally discovered another one of his hot spots. She smiled and giggled into his mouth.
"What are you laughing at?" He mumbled against her lips.
"I found another thing that makes you tick that's all," Elena said as her hands moved from his hips to trace over the muscles of his stomach.
He didn't seem to have an answer and he wouldn't be able to form one as she wrapped her hand around his erection. He let out a gasp as her hand starting working his erection. He started to rock his hips into her hand and she started to pump him up and down. His little moans into her mouth were only fueling her on.
She felt completely satisfied at his reaction to her touch and tried to kiss him again. He seemed too far gone though and couldn't seem to kiss her back as he was lost in the sensation of her touch.
So she settled for kissing the sides of his mouth as she brought him closer to the edge. He was just about to topple over the edge when she removed her hand from him.
He growled at her, pulling on his restraints.
"Why in the world did you stop?" Damon asked her, the anger was evident on his face.
"Because someone's been a very bad boy," Elena said seductively, giving him a naughty little smile.
He smirked at her. "Oh well maybe I'll be bad more often."
She licked her lips and she hovered over his cock. She decided to tease him a little longer and used his erection as her own little toy, running it over her clit.
His eyes were wide as they studied her every move; they seemed to darken as she let out her own moan.
And then finally she sank down on him and they both let out loud moans. She loved the sensation of him being inside of her; she decided to stay still on top of him because he felt way too good. Damon seemed to get a little impatient as he thrust his hips up into hers in order to get some friction between their bodies.
She decided to give in and slowly lifted her body off of him and then slammed back down. She repeated the process several times. Slowly up and rough down. It seemed to be driving Damon crazy that she was slowing down her pace so that his orgasm could never really build up. She was torturing him and she knew it.
"Oh come on Elena, pick up the pace," Damon huffed out, giving her a look of death.
Elena shot him a death glare of her own but none the less picked up the pace slightly. This seemed to make him slightly happier. But he was still getting frustrated with her pace; ultimately she was still happy that he was playing into their little game and not actually getting out of the restraints.
"Stop complaining or I'll stop all together," Elena warned him.
This seemed to have the effect it was meant to because he stopped his annoying whining and slowly closed his eyes. She decided to reward him by moving at a way faster pace than before. She got him moaning loudly beneath her, his eyes still closed.
She felt the need to have him watch her, so she leaned down, her thrusts stopping momentarily. He let out a groan, and she felt it against her lips.
"Open your eyes," she whispered and he did as she asked.
She was faced with his beautiful, electrifying eyes that seemed to bore into hers. She placed a kiss on his lips which he eagerly responded to; she felt pride running through her.
So she was going to put on a little show.
Pulling back from him; she began moving on top of him again. But this time her hands were far from idle on her own body as she fisted them into her long hair. She ran them through her hair which created a beautiful visual for him as she felt his eyes trained on her every move.
Her hands seemed to have a mind of their own as they trailed down her body to her breasts. She cupped them gently in her hands, massaging them slowly. His eyes seemed to burn holes in her skin as he stared at her mesmerized by her actions. She brought her thumbs to her nipples pinching them slightly, letting out a low moan of appreciation.
"You're so beautiful," he murmured out, catching her attention.
Her eyes flicked to his and she gave him a small smile. She leaned down again and grabbed at the belts ripping them off of his wrists. His arms automatically wrapped around her waist while he forced them into a sitting position. She threw her head back as he paid very special attention to her breasts. His tongue darted out to lick around her nipples.
She was moving up and down slowly, but the combination of his sucking on her breasts and him moving in and out of her became too much.
"So close..." she found the strength to whisper out.
Her moans began to fuel the air as she was hurtling into orgasm. His hands found her ass, helping her move up and down as she rode out her orgasm on top of him.
"Don't stop!" Elena moaned out, her hands gripping his arms, throwing her head back.
He didn't stop. If anything he seemed to move faster. It became a rhythm. Lift her up and down. Kiss every inch of skin that he had access to.
As her orgasm ended she collapsed into his arms, too tired to keep moving.
She was grateful when he took matters into his own hands and switched their position so that she was beneath him. He slowly began to rock himself back and forth inside of her. Her eyes were closed out of exhaustion and he felt as if he was using her body shamelessly in order to get his release.
His mindset changed however as she started letting out moans again. She looked absolutely beautiful with her hair fanned out on the bed, he stared down at her chest and found it was red from where he had been biting and sucking on her breasts. She didn't seem to notice and he figured that he'd pay for that later.
Her hips began to move out of their own accord in order to meet him thrust for thrust. He picked up the pace as soon as he noticed that she was back in the game. He placed one of her legs on top of his shoulder and watched her face change to pure pleasure at the change in position as he went deeper inside of her.
He decided to slow down his pace slightly, but he was going hard enough that he was still giving her pleasure. Their eyes locked and she swore she saw some hidden emotion beneath his eyes.
Love.
He was making love to her.
It was no longer about sex. Of course, she knew that the both of them would be too stubborn to admit it to the other. She decided not to point out his change in pace, afraid that he would stop.
She whispered to him how good he felt inside of her and the things he made her feel. It was that combined with their bodies actions were enough to push both of them off the edge.
He collapsed on top of her, wrapping his arms around her holding her close.
"Is sex always going to be like that with us?" Elena asked him softly, wrapping her arms around his sweaty body. Her fingers were tracing lines in his skin and he let out a sound of contentment. "It always feels amazing."
"It gets even better."
"Really?" Elena asked him and Damon lifted his head up to look at her. "I don't know how it ever could."
"I'm pretty awesome baby," Damon said proudly, rolling off of her. "My skills in the bedroom are endless. There is so much I have to teach you, young grasshopper."
Elena rolled over and her hand found its way to his chest, running a finger down his chest. "How are your skills in the shower?"
"They're almost as good. Sometimes the water makes it a little tricky," Damon said smirking, grabbing her hand and pulling her against him. "Want to find out just how good I am?"
"I'd be honored," Elena swooned mockily.
"Race you?" Damon challenged her.
Before she had time to respond he was already up from the bed; Elena followed shortly after him and just as she made it to the bathroom door, Damon was in front of her blocking her way through the door. She tried to push past him but it didn't work, he chuckled at her attempts.
She decided to change her tactic. Instead of trying to push through him she wrapped her arms around him, leaning up to kiss him. He responded to her kiss immediately, his defenses down. Her tongue explored his mouth as her hands reached down to cup his ass. He let out a gasp in her mouth at her bold action. She slowly turned them around, surprised that he didn't even notice.
Ha, take that vampire.
She ripped her mouth away from his and leaned up to whisper in his ear, "gotcha."
She made a run for it into the bathroom, hopping into the shower, leaving him standing there shocked.
"You play dirty," Damon said before joining her in the shower.
She giggled as he wrapped his arms around her, turning on the water to hot. He watched her squeal when the water hit her body and she grabbed onto him. Her face felt sore with how much she'd been smiling today. All because of him.
"Where are those skills you've bragged about so much, Mr. Salvatore?"
So did you enjoy it. My little fluffy chapter.
Next chapter I'll get back to more of the plot of the show.
Katherine will be making her appearance soon, I'm going to try and make it different from the show. ;)
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