Title:Just do it.
Elena/Damon
V/H
Type: Rough/Harsh words.
Requested by: N/A
(I wanted to get this out of the way before I uploaded Paging Dr. Salvatore tomorrow)
"Elena!" Damon sing-songed as he blocked all his moves. They were fighting in the cemetery the twentieth time that month. She caught him feeding on a girl. She was blonde and dead. She got there to late. He had flunkies, wanna bes, with him. She had to get rid of them first. They were gray and dead, buried somewhere in the forest. Now she was in the cemetery fighting Damon. He was blocking all her moves and she was getting even madder.
Damon caught her off guard and pushed her to the ground. Elena fell to the ground and her stake snapped under her weight. She groaned and flipped back up, holding her stance as she looked Damon in his cold dead blue eyes. She had been haunting him for six years. Ever since she turned sixteen.
"Elena, you're not going to kill me. We've been at this before." Damon bit his lip into a smirk and came at her. Elena was prepared for it so swung in a full circle, grabbing a tiny dagger from out of her coat pocket. She threw it from where Damon was coming from. It flew passed Damon as he sped to the right. He turned his head. He watched is it hit the tree trunk behind him. He whistled and turned back to Elena. She was breathing heavy and her heart was pumping wildly in her chest. She was so tired.
"I can try." She held her stance as Damon began to walk towards her. She swallowed hard.
"How about we just get this over with. I fuck you like I been wanting too since you turned nineteen and than I kill you." He laughed at his own words and shook his head. Uptight Elena wouldn't agree to that. Would she?
Elena was shocked at his words and couldn't believe how wet she was getting between her legs. She was wearing leather pants, a red halter and a black jacket. Her hair was up long and reached her back as she had moved around the cemetery. That was earlier and yet she was too tired to move around now. She just wanted to relax now. She might as well accept the fact that she could and probably never would kill Damon. He was too strong for her. He matched her every move and gave her back double. She couldn't take it anymore.
Elena fell to her knees and began to sob. She couldn't do this anymore.
Damon was stunned by the act. He cocked his head at Elena and hoped that if he walked over to her that she was going to pop up like a weasel and strike like a snake. He hoped. So, he stepped closer, keeping his body in check, waiting for her to strike with each step he took towards her but she didn't. Her hands were on her face and her back was shaking. Damon inched his pants up and got down to her height, balancing himself on the tips of his toes.
"You can't be kidding me. You are not just giving up?" He looked at her and she rose her head, looking at him. Tears were down her cheeks.
It was weird and random, but she looked beautiful...to him.
"Just do it."
"Do what?" He did not like Elena like this. He was used to her hitting him and striking at moments that he was not suspecting. This was just unacceptable.
"Kill me. End my life."
Damon shook his head and stood up. He began to walk away. She was probably about to PMS. He'd bother her when she was not like this. He wanted that hardcore Elena back. He missed her...strangely.
Elena stood up and wiped her tears away. She ran towards Damon and turned him around. He turned around and looked at her, hoping that she was down to fight.
"Fuck me than if you want kill me. Take this pain away." Her voice was harsh and cruel and it awaken something deep down in Damon that he thought was long gone.
"What pain? I haven't even broke anything yet." He mocked at her.
"Sadness." She replied. "Take it away." Her voice was harsh and cruel and it was straight forward. She was serious.
"You want me to fuck you? Make sure you're sure about this. I'm not the type of guy that stays after it's done."
Elena nodded her head and wiped the remaining tears away from her eyes. She grabbed Damon by the collar of his jacket and pulled him down to her height. She looked him dead in his eyes and saw words that he never thought he'd hear from her mouth.
"I wasn't expecting you too."
;..;
Before Damon could mutter a smart reply. Elena kissed him hard on the mouth, her hands raising up to grab his hair and pull on it as she slipped in her tongue.
Damon always imagined that Elena tasted sweet but not this sweet. She tasted better than sweet. It was something that he never tasted before and he wanted more. He grabbed her chin and tilted her head back so he could slip his own tongue in her mouth, running it along her mouth and gaining her taste. Her leg was rising to wrap around his hips and Damon pushed her off of him.
If he was going to fuck her, he might as well get himself worked up.
"What are you doing?" She hissed at him.
"Getting myself worked up." He snickered as he came at her. Elena threw her fist out, hoping to catch him in his jaw. But she missed. He was behind her. He grabbed her arm and twisted it behind her. Elena gasped and let out a low moan that sent chills through Damon's body.
He placed his mouth near her ear.
"What was that?" He held her arm tighter and Elena bit back a moan. Heat pooling between her legs.
"A moan. You never heard one before." Elena retorted as she swung her head back. Damon let her arm go and stumbled back, placing one hand on his head. It stung.
Elena turned around and took off her jacket. She threw it and jumped on top of Damon, sending them both crashing to the ground. She straddled his waist and looked down at him. He was looking up at her. They were perfectly aligned. His erection was probing the meet between her legs and Elena moved against him to feel it all. She let out a loud moan as her reply.
"I see she likes." Damon said, teasing her. He wove his hands over her body and placed his hands on her back, touching the string that held the material she wore as a shirt together.
"Oh shut up Damon and fuck me."
Damon smiled and rolled them over, quick, shedding her of her clothes, ripping them to shreds. She did the same to him.
Only his button up shirt was on, half torn.
She was completely naked underneath.
He smiled at her before sliding into her.
His thick cock ripped her in two and took her controll over her own body to hold herself together. Her pussy walls throbbed to welcome him. His dick jerked inside of her and grew still as Damon moaned at how tight, wet, and hot she was.
His three favorite things.
He sliced into her and sliced out, loving how his cock fit perfectly inside of her.
Elena wanted it faster. She had to have it faster.
"Fuck me!" She shouted out him, glad that no one else was in the area or around to hear that.
"Yes bitch."
He sat back on his thighs and picked her up, holding her up by grabbing her thighs and bouncing her directly on his cock. Her nails were digging into his shoulders and her feet were hitting his sides as he bounced her.
Her titties bounced in his face as he fucked her.
Her toes were curling.
"Shit...I feel so full..."
Damon smiled a cocky smile and rolled them.
He landed on his back and he held her waist as he spent huge, eye popping thrusts into Elena's tight small body.
Elena took them as best as she could letting him fuck her.
This was what she missed about sex.
How hard it could get and you still loved it.
"Claim me as yours" She shouted. Damon let his demon come forth and he gripped her hips as she leaned her neck forward, showing it to him. He ripped into her throat and rolled them over, once again, fucking her faster and faster. Her blood tasted of things that he missed as a human and he continued to drink, willingly to drown himself in it.
He pulled back, minutes later, licking the wound so she would heal.
Elena groaned at loud when Damon retracted his teeth from her neck.
His lower body pumping her faster and faster.
He slid his thumb between their bodies and leaned off of her a little bit to grab a hold of the nub. He plucked, flicked, pinched, pulled at it as he fucked her.
Elena's left leg rose higher and higher and she screamed out in pleasure as Damon angeled himself to hit that spot of hers, giving it all his worth at it. He wanted her to scream his name.
"DAMON!" She screamed it loud and fast with a couple of curses that Damon was shocked to hear. His eyes rolled to the back of his head as he felt her walls throbbing even more around him. He was so close and so was she.
O, he was talking to her about more of this fucking...with her.
He pulled at it one last time before she came on his slicing cock.
Damon had her blood deep within him as he came deep within her.
Elena and Damon shivered and trembled and shook, their bodies trying to calm down.
Damon got off of Elena and stretched, his body hadn't felt that worked in years. Well last woman he fucked was six years ago. When Elena came into town, he had fantasies of fucking her and was glad that he had.
Elena stood up and grabbed her jeans, sliding into them.
Damon did the same.
They turned towards each other as they put on their clothes.
It was done. They got the fuck.
They just wasn't sure what they wanted.
"What now?"
Damon shrugged his shoulders. He wasn't sure but he did want to fuck her again.
"Can we still fuck? You keep me on my toes. I've never came with a girl at the same time." He smirked at her.
Elena nodded her head. She was tired of chasing vampires anyway. Only vampire she really liked chasing was Damon.
"Yeah, now you got a place? I really need a shower."
She smelled like mud and grass.
"Yeah, it's an old boarding house that I found."
"Cool, you think we can fuck in the shower?"
Damon laughed.
"Hell yeah."
I wasn't really to sure with this chapter. I hope it's good.
DomOx
