Tonight a special memory serves me
And I'll play to find that I'm gray

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Flowers Bed & Breakfast - Monday Afternoon

Elena said a quick hello to Mrs. Flowers at the front desk before heading upstairs to Damon's room. Her skin was tingling in excitement, a strange combination of fevers and chills. She had a busy day so far, in the morning she did her vampire nursing and after she bought a pack of condoms at the gas station. Once Elena returned home she called HD to invite herself over. She figured it was better to call ahead than to show up unannounced, she didn't want to cause him anymore shock.

Damon was baffled learning that she wanted to visit him. He was not prepared to see her and told her to visit at a better time later in the day. He needed to shower, shave and change the sheets on his bed before she arrived.

As Elena knocked on his room's door, her heart was racing feeling butterflies. She was going to have him and everything would go great was the mantra running in her head. When Damon came to the door, she smiled sweetly at him, but felt bad seeing the noticeable dark circles under his eyes. He looked so human and clearly suffered from her recent treatment. Damon remained silent not sure how to behave in such a situation. Secretly, he hoped that she was dressed beautiful for his sake, she was wearing a green silk shirt paired with a black pleated mini skirt and black patent leather heels. She remembered to wear green for him.

It was time for them to make up and end the awkwardness. Elena made the first move by hugging him, he was stiff at first but eventually melted in her arms. When she pulled back, she pressed a gentle kiss on his cheek. She smirked at him.

"How long will you be staying?" Damon asked trying to control his emotions.

"Forever?" Elena joked. She laughed at his expression. "I want to spend the rest of my day with you, if that's okay with you."

He nodded pleased to hear that she wanted to spend time with him and not visiting him out of guilt or pity. "More than okay."

"I know I apologized earlier today on the phone, but I want to tell you again how much I've truly been missing you." She said sincerely with teary eyes.

Damon looked at her warily before assessing that she was telling the truth. He hugged her, bringing her close to him once more. "I can only hope it will never happen again. I am rather smitten for you. I do not like spending time away from you."

"I feel the same way." Elena mumbled against his chest. "I should tell you that I have no other conflicts this month, we should be okay."

Damon grinned relieved at the news. "Am I to assume I may ask you out on more dates? I rather enjoyed our last one." He said seductively.

"Yes, please take me on many more dates!" Elena said with a blush thinking of their love making.

Damon laughed heartily at her enthusiasm. He pulled away to look at her. "Well, you did not give me sufficient enough time to prepare for today..."

"I'm comfortable with spending the day with you our old way. You know? Ordering dinner and picking a movie to watch."

"Perfect." Damon grinned content about spending time with her on his bed. "What should we order?" He started listing names of restaurants in town like a pro. Elena wondered how many places he had ordered from over the week.

Two movies later, Damon and Elena were still lounging on the bed. After seeing an 'I Love Lucy' marathon on the TV Guide, Elena insisted that the show was hysterical enough for them to enjoy a few episodes. Damon agreed, never objecting to her tastes in entertainment favorites.

"Honey, you can't go running around Paris all by yourself." Ricky said on screen in a warning tone.

"Why not?"

"What about your French?"

"What about my French?" Lucy asked on screen looking offended.

"Well, Paris is a big city, and not knowing the language, you're liable to get in a lot of trouble."

"Well, when you first came to the U.S., you didn't get into a lot of trouble because you didn't know the language, did you?" Lucy retorted.

"I'm married aren't I? She told me that "I Do" meant "Pleased to meet you," and then she introduced me to the preacher." Ricky quipped.

Damon laughed while watching the witty banter between the most famous married couple of the fifties. He loved Ricky's accent, anytime he pronounced a word wrong, he would laugh. He thought it was funny that Ricky thought the word 'experience' was spelled starting with the letter 's'.

While the cuddling had been great and comfortable, Elena was finding it to be rather anti-climatic considering their last passionate encounter. After debating about what to do in her head, she decided to make the first move to heat things up.

Elena grabbed Damon's hand and placed it palm down on her bare upper thigh. He squeezed her thigh surprised by the contact, but he got the message. He was thrilled that she had initiated physical contact between them. He wasn't sure what the context of their relationship was, with that thought in mind, he decided to ask her. It would settle his worries to know the truth.

"May I call you my girlfriend?" He asked turning to face her better with his hand still gripping her thigh.

Elena's eyes lit up in joy at his comment. "You can call me whatever you want. I'm yours."

Damon responded with a satisfied smirk, reminding her of the vampire and moved his hand to her apex. His hand caressed her through her black lacy boy shorts discovering she was already wet. Knowing that she was aroused gave him the extra boost of confidence that he needed about their relationship. His hand continued to work her causing her to moan softly making his hardened member twitch in response.

Unable to wait a second longer, Damon's hands went up her skirt to remove her underwear. Elena's heart raced in anticipation assuming they were going to have sex soon.

Damon's head moved lower to inspect her glistening folds, he licked his lips at the sight. Without hesitation, he gave her clit a lick. Elena jumped bewildered, she was not used to the sensation, Stefan had never performed oral sex on her. Damon was rather amused by her response, seeing as he was the one from the 19th century. He tried not to chuckle. He repositioned himself on the bed with his head at the level of her core. Damon looked up at her, she was looking at him nervously.

He smirked placing his hands on her thighs to spread her legs farther apart. "Elena, I need you to open wider. Allow me to taste you and induce your pleasure." He said smoothly.

Elena swallowed at his words and slowly spread her legs apart like he asked. Damon sighed seeing her fully exposed to him. He moved in close and started to gently lick her clit. He was treating her like catnip. Elena's head relaxed against the headboard getting lost in the torturous feeling. It was a good thing that vampire Damon reminded her that HD wasn't innocent. No one innocent could give her such an experienced sensation. She vaguely wondered about the previous women in HD's life but shrugged off the thought.

As Damon continued to gently lick her clit, Elena's right hand absently played with the curls in his hair. She loved his hair. It made him look sweeter to her. Damon moaned against her satisfied with taking his time, it had been six days since he'd seen her, he deserved the time to make up for it.

In all those days spent apart from her, he masturbated plenty of times remembering how beautiful her body looked when they made love at the park. Most of all by taking his time with her, he wanted her to be soaking ready for him. In his mind, he had a vivid fantasy of them on repeat, it was of his member shining covered in her wetness. God, he wanted that image to come true, using that as motivation he decided to increase the pressure. His index finger ran up and down her folds before entering her. She let out a low moan of satisfaction feeling the intrusion. He flattened his tongue and aggressively caressed her clit while fingering her.

With the sound of his name rolling off her tongue in pants, Damon knew it was time to edge her on with two additional fingers. She bit her lip feeling the additional stretching within her. Soon after, her body was trembling with waves of ecstasy, her eyes were tightly shut as she was close to oblivion. Feeling her clamping down on his fingers, Damon sucked on her clit adding a little pain, which was enough to shatter her. She cried out his name in relief and happiness. Damon smirked watching her climax and removed his fingers from within her. Looking up at her, he was proud of his work, she basically looked really drunk. She gave him a smile which could only amount to divine gratitude.

While Elena laid lazily against the headboard in a sated mess, Damon was waiting to take her. Resolved on having his way with her, Damon undressed her completely and Elena made no move in protest. She allowed him to treat her like a doll. Damon swallowed hungrily staring at her naked sprawled out on his bed. She looked like a grand buffet of desire seeing her skin under the glow of the nightstand lamp. He shimmied out of his jeans and shirts to match her state of undress.

After contemplating quickly how to take her, he stood at the side of the bed. Elena looked up at him in sated wonder. He roughly pulled her to him by her ankles; she found his muscular strength to be quite impressive. Holding her legs up slightly, he position himself at her opening and excitedly entered in one swift thrust.

"Elena!"

"Damon!"

They cried out each other's name in unison. Both of them felt like they were coming 'home', it was that same feeling they experienced during their first time.

Elena's eyes went wide with realization of what was happening. She forgot to grab a condom before they started. "Damon." She addressed him breathlessly while he was delivering the first few thrusts. "Don't release inside of me, okay?"

Damon stopped moving within her hearing her words. He looked down at her confused by the request.

"I can't have your baby." She explained seriously.

Elena saw him frown slightly before agreeing to obey her request. With the important issue out of the way, Elena relaxed her body on the bed and fully enjoyed his attentions.

Damon was somewhat flustered by her request. He had not expected her to ask such a thing from him. He had assumed that if she were to be with child, then he could do the proper thing and marry her. Damon didn't want to treat her like one of his whores from the brothel and pull out before his release. He wanted his body and her body to become one flesh.

Inadvertently, Damon's frustration with situation caused him to handle her rougher than he intended. Yet once he started taking her with hard, deep, thrusts he couldn't stop and just kept going faster. Before increasing his force, Damon made sure Elena was comfortable with what they were doing. Elena was loving every minute of the uninhibited passion, she was positively spellbound by his expert skills as a lover. With each thrust, he kept taking her to new heights. Her body was humming in bliss.

"Ah Damon, yes fuck me, so fucking good." Elena said nearly crying.

"Oh Damon, yes just like that... Oh... Oh Damon, don't stop, don't fucking stop." She pleaded arching off the bed.

"I want you to look at me." Damon ordered in a strong voice sounding like the vampire. She opened her eyes and watched him thrust into her over and over.

Elena quickly felt her release building under his intense gaze. "I'm gonna cum... Oh Damon... Make me cum Damon..." She panted with her head thrashing side to side on the bed.

Elena let out a high pitched scream experiencing the most powerful orgasm of her young life. After his earlier foreplay, her body had been all worked up.

Once Elena reached release, Damon was getting too close to the edge, he bit his lip trying to calm down and pulled out of her. When he did, she felt the immediate loss of him. It was like a part of her was incomplete. Still standing up to the side of the bed, Damon looked down at his sweaty satisfied lover and jerked off to release. His cum splattered her stomach slightly when he lost control. Feeling truly spent, he climbed into bed and wiped her down using the bed sheet. She lovingly collapsed on him using his chest as her pillow. He buried a hand in her wet, sweaty hair and closed his eyes.

After some time passed with both of them awake, Damon drew circles on her stomach while spooning her to him. He could not help feeling depressed from their earlier conversation. Deciding it would be better to know than not to know, Damon asked about it. "Pardon if you find this to be too bold of a question, but why can you not bear my child?" He asked desperately trying to hide his insecurity.

Elena's stomach fluttered at his question also attached was déjà vu to the conversation she had with the vampire in the pharmacy. "In this era, it is not socially acceptable for women to have children before they finish high school."

Damon was relieved to know her reason had nothing to do with her opinion of him as a man. "Then am I to assume if we stay together, you will want to bear my child when you are older?"

Elena swallowed nervously taken aback by his serious question. "Yes, someday I would love to start a family with you." She said using the word 'someday' which was what the vampire needed to hear the day before.

Damon smiled contently at her answer. All he desired in life was to receive an equal amount of affection in return. "Are you able to sleep with me tonight?" He asked rubbing his face against her bare shoulder.

"Yes." She replied instantly.

Damon's heart skipped and he left her for a second to turn off the lamp on the nightstand.

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The Boarding House - Monday Night

Damon was struggling through another bout of vertigo, but he could no longer handle not feeding. He needed more blood in his system to make him feel better. He would have to deal with the problem alone since Elena had visited in the morning. Damon smirked remembering the gentle kiss that he shared with Elena, it did brighten his day in a small way.

He was groaning half-way down the staircase when he suddenly slipped. He closed his eyes hoping not break any bones since the spell was making them weaker. Instead of falling, thanks to vampire speed, Stefan caught him in time. Damon was both grateful and stunned to see Stefan, he had been missing almost an entire week.

"Where have you been?" Damon asked slipping out of his arms, only to almost slip again, the damn vertigo!

Much to Damon's dismay, Stefan caught him and practically carried him to the closest couch. Damon laid down on the couch and looked expectantly at his little brother for an answer to his question.

"I've been around." Stefan answered vaguely.

Damon rolled his eyes in response, but honestly didn't care enough to pester him. Stefan didn't need a babysitter. He told Stefan to bring him four blood bags from the basement.

When Stefan returned, Damon casually sipped from the bags and immediately felt better. Damon updated him on the situation and humbly did not gloat about his new relationship with Elena.

"I'm not sure if any of this is worth it. I hate feeling shitty every day. I'm going out of my mind up there." Damon lamented finishing the conversation.

"I think you'd be making a big mistake if you didn't go through with it. I mean endure it until you're human." Stefan said seriously while taking a seat across from Damon.

"Really?" Damon asked suspiciously. "Why's that exactly?"

Did Stefan not realize that if Damon were human, then he'd be alone in the world?

"We've never talk about the night that we turned. And I've never actually apologized for what happened."

"Stefan, let's not get into this." Damon glared at him in disapproval. His recent emotional crisis was enough to make him go bananas.

"I think you need to hear it. Once I learned about the spell, I couldn't stop thinking about why this happened. I knew I had to break up with Elena... That I didn't have a choice. She only made it easier for me to take care of by sleeping with you."

Damon wasn't expecting Stefan's admission. It stopped him from sipping the rest of the blood. He looked at his little brother intently ready to hear him out.

"In a way, this soul mate spell is some balance of karma or something of a higher power."

"What?" Damon looked at Stefan like he was crazy. Geez, next Stefan was going to say he wanted to be a monk.

"Think about it. In 1864, I stole Katherine from you, even though you expressed interest in her first. And I forced you to become a vampire, because I was selfish and didn't want to be alone. I'm sorry for ruining our relationship. I know it's my fault, I always looked up to you and I hurt you most of all." Stefan swallowed thickly. "This spell is your chance to start over. You'll get both the girl and your life back." Stefan said thoughtfully.

Damon didn't know what to say. He just stared at Stefan in disbelief. He had a sudden urge to hug him, but remained on the couch.

Stefan felt awkward and didn't know if Damon cared about his realizations or accepted his apology. "I just think you should think about what being human means to you. Consider all of the things you never got to do." He said seriously and walked away.

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The Boarding House - Tuesday Morning

When Damon awoke from another spell of fatigue, he was deeply troubled by the absorbed memories. His thoughts were not concentrated on the sexual acts even if Elena offered to be whatever he wanted and her filthy mouth turned him on. Instead Damon couldn't stop thinking about their post-coitus conversation.

"Yes, someday I would love to start a family with you." She assured him in the memory.

Stefan's words from earlier were repeating in his head. His little brother had a point.

What did being human mean to Damon Salvatore?

Family.

If Damon chose to remain a vampire, he would be giving up the chance to have a family to cherish and protect.

The new found revelation and Elena's sincere devotion to him was a lot for Damon to process. Nothing about the decision between humanity and eternal life was swaying in one direction. He was torn and falling apart in half. In a way, Damon was waiting for fate to make the decision for him; after all he was a fatalist.

A/N: Hope you liked the chapter. :) I've gotta warn, I've been dying to write chapter 11&12 since the start of the story. I think it's going to be great with vampire Damon. Be Good & Review!

Fuck Yeah Salvatore Brothers: "Damon was my closest friend, the person I looked up to most in the world—even more than Father, though I'd never admitted it out loud." – The Vampire Diaries: Stefan's Diaries #1: Origins

Special thanks to Le Taliesin for recommending "I Love Lucy" awhile back. Love the show too!

Misc: I finished my 1864 Human Damon story this week. Check it out, "I Hate The Way You Love" - 25 chapters of historical goodness.