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Damon smashed Stefan to the wall as Caroline compelled the stranger to forget everything. Stefan struggled beneath Damon's hold but Damon was now the stronger brother, physically and mentally.
"Damon, let me go!" he yelled.
"Shut up, Stefan! What the hell do you think you're doing?"
"I'm hungry," he grinned,
"We have blood bags at home."
"Yeah, but it's just not the same," he smirked. "Isn't that right? Isn't being with Elena not the same as being with Katherine?" he provoked.
Damon's blood boiled at his comment. Caroline heard fist contact with cheekbone as she saw Stefan punched by Damon.
All Stefan did was turn back to face his older brother with a grin. "Oh, you know it's true. You don't love Elena. You love Katherine and since you couldn't have her, you're settling for Elena."
"Oh Saint Stefan or Cynical Stefan, whatever you prefer, that's where you're wrong."
"Oh yeah? How's that?"
"I'm long over Katherine. As for Elena, she's different and I'll always love her."
Stefan scoffed at the sound of Devilish Damon speaking the word love.
"Now, stop this!"
The brothers arrived home with an awkward silence and intense tension. Stefan immediately grabbed bottles of vodkas into his room. Damon could hear his brother raging.
The sound of shattering glass, and cracking walls echoed in the house. Stefan groaned, yelled, and let his anger out. "Fuck!" he screamed as he threw a table across the room.
Damon didn't wait long until he headed back out the door.
"Damon," Jenna said in surprise.
"Hello," he smirked.
"What are you doing here?" she scowled.
"Why I'm here to take Elena out," he played.
"Why are you taking her instead of Stefan?"
"You'll know."
Damon went straight to Elena's room. She was still fast asleep on her bed, so Damon nuzzled close. He brought her to an embrace and she automatically snuggled into his large body.
He took in her sweet scent as he kissed the top of her head and caressed her hair. She stirred and smiled at his gesture.
"Mm. Damon," she whispered.
"Hey, Sleepyhead."
She looked up at him and her smile grew. "Hello." She gave Damon a passionate kiss and said, "My good-morning kiss."
He laughed and met her lips once again. He began to move and she followed.
He pushed her onto her back and he hovered over her as they continued to explore each other.
They practically ripped off each other's clothes. They needed to feel each other's touch. They needed each other after the morning hours of that stressful day.
Damon fondled Elena's breast with his slick tongue, receiving a soft moan. HE inserted three fingers into her and tickled her core.
He moved downwards and replaced his fingers with his tongue. He began to lick her insides. He flicked against her walls, creating a very hot Elena. After a few moments of pleasuring Elena, he pleasured both of them and inserted himself in her.
Her walls tightened against his hard length. Though it was difficult, they both hid their screams from the residents of the house.
He began slow thrusts and pushed deeper inside of her. As she was close, her back arched for better access. He gave one intense thrust and drove her to the edge, bringing him with her.
They climaxed together. Damon fell to her side, extremely satisfied and completely blissful.
Elena slowly ate her chicken alfredo in front of Damon.
"What do you want to do for the day?" Damon asked.
"How about a date?" she asked excitedly.
Her excitement brought a smile to his lips. "Of course."
The sweet couple received stares from passerby, but they completely ignored each of them to enjoy each other's company. They didn't care about everyone else at that moment. It was just them.
Elena was extremely eager to have her first date with Damon. Damon, on the other hand, was nervous. He tried to hide his nerves and continue on his arrogant act, but it failed a couple of times.
As he was too busy gazing at Elena, he tripped over a crack on the street and stumbled forward. He tried to cover it, but Elena had also been watching him and gave me a soft, reassuring giggle. His cheeks flushed a shade of pink, so Elena entangled her fingers through his and planted a kiss on his blushing cheek.
When the two were in a store playing around, Damon made a fool of himself. With sunglasses and a fedora, he danced to the song at the store. As he backed up, a stand had been in his way and his flapping arms knocked down a mannequin. His cheeks blushed once again and a bright smile escaped his lips. Elena laughed at his ridiculous actions.
The two had an unusual date, but it was simply perfect.
They arrived at the Gilbert house when the sun had finally set. Jenna ran into them as she prepared to leave.
"Hey, guys," she greeted as she gathered her stuff.
"Where are you going?" Elena asked.
"Alaric's. I'm spending the night. And Jeremy's out, too. He won't be back until tomorrow afternoon. And I'll be back around 8 tomorrow night. So don't forget to lock the door when he leaves."
Elena smiled and nodded. "Alright. Drive carefully. Have fun!" she yelled as Jenna headed for her car.
As soon as Elena shut the door, Damon grabbed her waist, lifted her, and rushed to her room.
Meanwhile, Stefan locked himself in the house and went wild. The saved blood bags decreased as he continued to drain each dry. He was no longer Saint Stefan, but wholly Cynical Stefan.
He wasn't going to accept neither Elena's rejection nor his brother's betrayal. Stefan planned his strategy to get Elena back and his revenge on his detestable brother.
He will get her back, and he will hurt his brother for stealing her away from him.
Don't worry too much on Stefan. I'm a complete Delena fan, but they next few chapters will be a bit painful.
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