I sat in shock, words failing me. I watched as he pulled out a box from his pocket and opening it to reveal a slim silver band with the purest blue diamond I had ever seen set in the centre. 'It's the ring I had first proposed to you with, ten lifetimes ago.' He smiled, taking the ring out of the box and holding it up to the light. 'I kept it in hope that we'd one day finally be together long enough again, but even though it ain't been that long I know it is right. In all your lives our love has never been this strong before and I know it's a sign that we are finally going to be together' he finished, as tears filled his eyes. I felt my heart reach out to him, the emotion overflowing inside me.
I smiled and happy tears ran down my cheeks, I held out my hand to him as I mouthed yes at him, the emotion robbing me of my voice. He slipped the ring on my hand, kissing my hand as he did so. I blushed slightly, the smile on my face widening. I looked at the ring, surprised how well the ring still fit so perfectly. The ring was almost a hundred years old; it looked like it had only been made yesterday. I looked at Damon, filled with so much joy and pride that I would finally become his by heart and name. I have always been the girl who dreamed of the perfect wedding to the one who was meant only for me, but as I grew up I started to believe that it would always just remain a dream. But Damon was more than real, he'd be real and in my life for so many lifetimes to someone else it would feel so unreal, but I knew it was my life. One look In his eyes and I knew that every time was more real than life, a memory that will always live on with us, no matter how long we both lived.
I looked at him and a passion that had being burning since the very first time I had ever set eyes on him became to burn harder than it had ever before, I had never felt more in love with him than that moment right now. I kissed his lips, gently a first, savouring the taste of his mouth on mine. The fire burned stronger and I kissed him harder, he kissed back, his fangs slowly breaking through the skin on my lips. I pulled back slightly so I could see his face. Unlike Katherine's, the darkness around his eyes wasn't scary. Instead it was beautiful, bringing out the true depth of his eyes. I felt the sharpness of his fangs as they broke further into my skin, drawing blood.
He sighed heavily as the copper taste of blood filled our mouths and in a heartbeat, he had picked me up and was carrying me up the stairs towards his flat, our lips not parting for one second, not even for me to breath. He was the only thing I wanted right now, the only thing I'll ever need. He sat down gently on his bed, my hands digging into his thick dark hair, my love and desire for him consuming me.
He pulled away, looking at me hard. He took my hands, kissing my ring finger before holding my hands together in his. 'proposing this early into our new lifetime together felt right, but I don't want to any further till your ready, trust me, I think I can wait a few more months or years if your not' he whispered, his voice husky and heavy. I looked back at him, at the dark veins throbbing by his eyes, those beautiful plump lips which hid his fangs and the face that stole my heart a century ago, over and over.
'I've been waiting for this moment for a century at least, I'm never been more sure of any thing, in any of my life's. I need you, I need to be fully yours' I whispered, my voice strong with the fire of passion that now coursed through my veins.
I lent forward, pressing my lips firmly against his as I pushed his leather jacket off his shoulders. His let his hands and lips travel down my body as he kissed me over my clothes till he was kneeling on the floor in front of me. He started to unlace my boots, taking his time. He pulled them off, his hands travelling up to the top of my leggings. He slowly pulled them down, his fingertips brushing my skin as she slipped them off, setting my body ablaze with an icy fire. I pulled him to meet my lips, my kisses become more urgent and quick, my breath quickening with each touch of his lips. I pushed my hands under his top, pulling it off him. I pushed my self against him, longing to feel his skin on mine. As if he had heard my thoughts, he unbuttoned my shirt, pushing it off. i had never been happy with my body, at school I used to change in the shower so no one saw me undressed, but the way he looked at me made me feel like all the imperfections I saw was just my eyes tricking me, he made me feel perfect inside and out. And the first time in my life, I felt happy with who I was.
He wrapped his arms around me, pulling me onto his lap. He kissed me roughly, his fangs catching my lip. He kissed my neck, his kisses slowing stopping. I could sense his hunger for my blood and I wasn't scared, I wanted him to.
'Don't stop' I whispered, kissing his lips. 'I want you to.' I smiled at him, and then guided his mouth back to my neck. He kissed my neck gently, and without hesitation, he sank his teeth into my sink. The pain at first was agonising, but after a second that faded and was replaced with a shocking feeling of lust, pleasure and joy combined, controlling my every sense. I felt no fear that he could kill me, I know he would be able to stop, I could sense that when I looked in his eyes before. I had never felt this close to another person in any of my lives. But now I felt like we were closer than we had ever been in all our times together, because he knows I trust him to control himself, something I could sense no one had ever believed before.
He pulled away, his lips fuller than usual, my blood staining them red. I kissed it, the metallic taste brushing my tongue. I felt my way down his chest, the cool touch of his chest sending shivers down my body. I loosed his belt, pushing his jeans down to his feet. He kicked them off, allowing his hands to travel and rest upon my hips. He looked at me and I copied his actions, hooking my fingers under his boxers. I kissed him again; it was now, the moment we have both being waiting for two centuries.
He caressed my body, making my breath come quicker and hard, I pulled myself up against his body, the coolness of his skin sending my body into a frenzy. He kissed me deep, his lips caressing mine.
'Ready?' he whispered, covering my face with gentle kisses.
'I've been ready since I fell in love with you, the first time I ever met you' I whispered back, stroking his face with the palm of my hand. He shivered slightly, his smile widening.
'I love you, my eternal Rose' he said gently in my ear as he entered me. I felt my body push itself towards his, our bodies moulding into one. As we moved together, I could feel two centuries of longing cursing through my blood. He covered me in long kisses, the touch of his bare skin on mine making my breath quicken, my heart throbbing every time he looked into my eyes.
'I've waited so long for this' he murmured into my ear, his voice heavy with desire. 'You're more than I could have asked for.' I felt my cheeks flush at his words, my body moving in sync with his, spasms of pleasure and love rippling through me. I kissed his lips, an unknown hunger filling me. He smiled at me, as if he understood what I needed to satifisy this burning pain inside. He cut a slit on his wrist and before I could think about it, my mouth was on his wrist, sucking the blood like I had never drank before in my life. It filled my veins with a fire that felt comforting instead of dangerous, like it was natural, part of who I was with him, who I was always meant to be. As I drank, he let out a deep moan, and he moved quicker, harder but still with the same gentleness as before. He made me feel like I was the only important thing left in the world, and I felt the same about him. I had friends and still had some family around, but now there would be no-one but Damon. It was meant to be this way, just me and him. Forever. Us against the rest of the unbelieving and heartbroken, empty world. And I liked it this way.
'I love you' he whispered again, as he finally fell into my arms. the moments of passion may have finished, but they were replaced with centuries worth of love as I cradled him in arms, finally feeling happy that after so many lifetimes, we were finally a one in any as many ways as there was possible, and one day, we would be one in the way so many people were from the first day. It filled me with so much joy and love that I was to marry him, after reliving the day before what would had been our first wedding, when Katherine had stolen me away, I was more than ready to say I do anywhere and anyhow. But at the same time, I felt saddened for the first time in years about the loss of my mum. I had never known my dad or had a father figure; my mum was all I had. No brothers or sisters, just me and mum. It used to be me and mum against the world, until the world had taken her away from. We used to sit together and dream of my wedding, she said she would do everything in her power to make it my perfect day, my princess day as she used to call it. For her sake, I would wait until we could have a day that would fulfil her dreams, especially now she wouldn't be there. I placed a kiss gently on Damon's head, feeling my eyes growing heavier and heavier until I couldn't keep them open any more and I fell in a peaceful sleep filled of dreams of my mum and my princess day.