A/N: Here's another chapter, thanks to your lovely response to the last one. It's literally just fluff and smut so I hope you enjoy that ;)

Big things will be happening soon as the next plot kicks in, so I hope you're excited for that. Anyway, on with the chapter!

10: How You Get The Girl

The next morning when Elena awoke, everything felt different. Damon's bare chest was pressed against her back with his arms wrapped tightly around her waist. His face was buried in the crook of her neck and she could feel him breathing softly against her shoulder. She closed her eyes again and snuggled deeper into him, not wanting to leave his warmth. Any minute now her alarm would go off but she didn't want this perfect moment of just the two of them to be broken, where it felt like the world couldn't touch them. Damon ran his hand down her side and settled it on her ass, giving a gentle squeeze. Elena turned around to face him smiling, her face inches away from his.

"Good morning." He mumbled, his voice deep and husky.

She moved her hand to the small of his back, pulling him a little closer. "Morning sweetie. So, I think we should just stay here all day." She mumbled sleepily.

"Mm, so do I. But I think we would be getting some pretty angry phone calls if we did." He placed a gentle kiss on her lips and brushed a few strands of hair out of her face. "If you get up now, I might just join you in the shower." He suggested.

Elena smirked. "I think you have yourself a deal there." She rolled away from Damon and swung her legs out of bed, standing up. Damon watched her walk to the bathroom completely naked, taking mental pictures that would just about get him through the day until he could have her all to himself again.

Elena turned the water on and ran her fingers through her hair in attempt to detangle it slightly. As soon as the water was warm, she stepped under the stream, enjoying the feeling as it washed over her. It wasn't long before she felt Damon's hands on her waist. She leaned into his touch, pressing her back into his chest.

"You're so fucking sexy all wet and naked." He murmured into her ear, sending a shiver down her spine and a rush of heat between her legs.

And that was all it took for Elena to become putty in his hands. He backed her against the shower wall and was soon on his knees with his head between her legs. She threw her head against the wall as he expertly flicked his tongue in just the right way that had her coming undone in minutes, her legs trembling as she used Damon to keep herself standing. He stood up and kissed her hard, slipping his tongue into her mouth, letting her taste herself on his tongue. This was hands down the hottest thing anyone had ever done to her but Damon wasn't finished there. His erection pressing against hard her stomach was proof of that.

He hooked a leg around his hip and guided the tip of his penis to her centre, teasing for a moment before entering her fully. A breathy moan escaped both their lips as they adjusted to the feeling before he started moving, gripping her body to keep her standing upright. Elena gripped his shoulders for support and pulled him into a deep, hungry kiss as he thrust into her. It was a wonder how they both had any stamina left after the previous night.

"Fuck…" Elena groaned, biting her lip as she approached her second climax.

"Don't hold back, baby, I'm right behind you." He breathed, feeling her clench around him, which was quickly becoming one of his new favourite things.

After a few more thrusts, she fell over the edge and, as promised, Damon came right after her, dropping his head onto her shoulder, breathing heavily. He dusted kisses on her shoulder as they recovered, then they helped each other wash off before they regretfully left the shower to get ready for work.

"Hurry up Lena, we're going to be late!" Damon exclaimed as he finished packing his bag. Elena emerged from the bathroom with almost, but still not quite dry hair.

"Have you seen how much hair I have? What time is it?" She grabbed her hairbrush and ran it through her tresses again, deciding that this would have to do. She had ended up wearing one of Damon's t-shirts, tucking the front into her jeans. Not that it really mattered what she wore anyway. As soon as she got on set, she would be straight in wardrobe and hair and makeup.

"Seven thirty. We won't have time to stop for coffee now." He stated matter of factly, knowing that statement would hurry her up.

Elena responded with a grumble. She slipped her shoes on, followed by her jacket. "Who's fault is that?" She teased recalling their earlier shower antics, picking up her handbag.

"Hey, it was worth it." He grinned, pulling her in for a kiss.

"You're making us even later." She mumbled against his lips. "I'm pretty sure the car is waiting downstairs."

"It can wait a minute while I kiss you." Damon murmured. Elena smiled, sinking into the kiss, enjoying the last few moments before they had to spend the day acting professional.

Their day on set had been long. And apart from their scenes together, they had managed to keep distance with each other, no matter how hard it was. Rebekah, who was playing Sadie, had taken to Damon quickly and she couldn't help feel a pang of jealousy as they joked around on set together, but Elena quickly reminded herself she had nothing to worry about. Damon wasn't her ex and what did it matter if they joked around in between takes?

Being Damon's first proper day on set, it was safe to say he was having a blast. But when they wrapped for the day, Damon couldn't wait to take Elena home. The little innocent touches she subconsciously made in passing, a touch on the shoulder, a hand on his arm, fingers on his hips, had gradually driven him crazy throughout the course of the day. And the fact he couldn't just kiss her there in front of everyone made his pent up frustration all the worse.

So the second Elena unlocked her door, Damon took her bag from her hands, dropped it on the floor, swung the door closed and pushed her up against it, kissing her deeply. Watching her on set today had been incredible. The passion she put into her work was incredible. He was such a goof for her and she was such a flirt. Who'd have known? All he wanted to do was spend time with her and wake up next to her. He couldn't believe this was happening between them. He was over the moon, flying on cloud nine. When they pulled away from the kiss, Elena bit her lip to fight the huge beaming smile that was forming.

"I'm kind of excited we don't have to be on set until three tomorrow." Elena grinned, slipping her fingers into the back pockets of Damon's jeans.

"It's going to be a late shoot though. And cold." He shuddered, remembering That they would be shooting outside all night on the top of a hill.

"You'll just have to join me in my blanket burrito then." She suggested, smirking.

"You're not taking that huge blanket with you are you?" He raised his eyebrows, glancing over at the huge fluffy pink blanket that she all to often fell asleep wrapped up in, on the couch.

"You bet I am." She placed a kiss on his lips and gently pushed him off from her heading to the kitchen. Damon smirked, watching her ass as she walked away. "What do you wanna eat?" She called, opening the fridge.

Damon walked up behind her, peering into the fridge. "What you got?"

"A whole load of nothing." She frowned. "We could just order takeout?"

"No, I can make us something with this." He grabbed some onions, tomatoes and peppers, left over from when Elena made him the stir fry and placed them on the counter.

Elena watched as he started expertly chopping ingredients. "You really don't have to cook…" she started, leaning against the counter.

"I want to." He interrupted, holding a finger up when she tried to protest. "Go take a shower or something and I'll let you know when food is ready. If I don't know where something is, I'll come and find you."

"Fine." She sighed, heading towards the bathroom. Elena turned the water on and got undressed, waiting for the water to heat up. She took a cotton pad and poured a little makeup remover onto it, removing her makeup from the day. Once she was done she looked at her reflection in the mirror. Whenever she thought back to the previous night, electricity surged through her body and she couldn't help but smile to herself. She was so happy, it felt like nothing could burst the bubble they were in. That wasn't to say that she didn't feel absolutely terrified, despite her happiness. Damon had sort of crept up out of nowhere and she was pretty sure she was falling for him hard and fast. The thing was, this had never been part of the plan. After her breakup, she just wanted to focus on herself and pursuing her career. She couldn't let herself get caught up in a guy just for it all to turn sour. But she was determined this wouldn't end up like that. She was sure of it.

Definitely feeling more relaxed after her long shower, Elena dried off and slipped her robe on, tying the tie around her waist. She tiptoed back to the kitchen, snaking her arms around Damon's waist from behind.

"Oh, hey there gorgeous." He smiled, inhaling her scent. She smelled all fresh and vanillary.

She grinned, placing a kiss on the side of his neck, before noticing the open bottle of wine on the counter. "Are you drinking my wine, Somerhalder?!" She gasped, playing her best horrified expression.

He turned around, playing along, trying not to laugh. "No, I'm cooking with it." He grinned and pressed a kiss to her lips, settling his hands on her ass. "Are you naked under there?" He raised an eyebrow, changing the subject.

"Quite possibly." She retorted, biting his bottom lip.

"You are a little minx." He growled, claiming her lips in a hungry kiss.

Elena kissed him back just as eagerly, her hands quickly finding their way into his hair. He backed her against the edge of the island counter and lifted her leg, hooking it around his waist pressing himself closer into her body.

When they eventually parted, both breathing heavily, Elena mumbled, "Wine…"

"Huh?" Damon raised his eyebrows, confused.

"You taste like wine. Cooking with wine were you?" She giggled, poking him in the chest playfully.

"Taste testing." He nodded matter of factly before claiming her lips again and pushing her robe aside to feel the softness of her skin, sending tingles down her spine. She could feel his hardness pressing into her and was desperate to tear the clothes off his body. Her robe was already forgotten on the floor as his finger tips grazed over her breast. Elena took in a sharp breath, her nipple instantly reacting to his touch.

She reached for his belt, fumbling in a desperate attempt to remove his jeans which he assisted with, pulling his t-shirt off over his head too and lifting her onto the island counter, nipping at a sensitive spot on her neck. She took him into her hands, hard and throbbing, sliding her hands up and down, completely destroying his concentration. She pulled him back in for a kiss, still working her hands, building up a steady rhythm.

"Lena, fuck." He breathed, jerking his hips. Elena smirked and carried on, bringing him to the edge but never quite over it. He took his hand from where it was curled around her hip and teased his fingertips at her entrance, letting out a groan when he felt how ready she was for him. It was like she read his mind as she halted her movements and guided him between her legs, lifting her hips for a little friction before he entered her fully, claiming her lips in a bruising kiss.

With all the teasing, and pent up frustration, they didn't last long, collapsing together in climax, using the island to keep them both in an upright position. Elena was the first to notice a burning smell coming from the stove.

"Damon?" She murmured into his shoulder. "The food."

And with that, he sprung to life, turning off the heat and inspecting the charred mess, working out if any of it was salvageable. It was not. Dinner that night consisted of Chinese takeout and the rest of the red wine Damon intended to cook with, followed by a lot more sex on the couch, the shower and finally in bed where they fell asleep, sated in post climatic bliss.

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