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Chapter 9: "Sparks Fly"

Fading in, fading out

On the edge of paradise

Every inch of your skin is a holy grail I've got to find

Only you can set my heart on fire, on fire

Yeah, I'll let you set the pace

'Cause I'm not thinking straight

My head's spinning around I can't see clear no more

What are you waiting for?

I can't really tell exactly what happened next. All I feel is Damon's arms and his soft voice trying to help me calm down.

I'm cold, shaky, tired and almost blinded by the tears, so I let Damon guide me and soon I find myself in his car completely soaked by the rain and covered by a soft leather jacket.

"I'm cold…" I whisper unable to speak any louder.

"I know, love. We're almost there , you'll be ok"

He sounds so confident that I allow myself to believe him and sleep takes over my body as I drift away until I reach unconsciousness

"Elena… Elena, don't be afraid, I'll take you upstairs."

"Mmm..." I mumble half asleep and I let out a soft moan of pleasure when I feel his arms wrapping around me as he lifts me up from his car. He's taking me in his arms like a little girl and everything smells like heaven. For a second I'm not cold, and I close my eyes again with my head against his chest. I'm in heaven, he's heaven.

I travel the space between asleep and awake for some minutes only listening to the steady beat of his heart against my ear and, at least for a while, I'm able to enjoy the safety he makes me feel.

"Wake up, beautiful. You need to get rid of those wet clothes" he says as he slowly puts me back on the floor and I struggle to find balance "Are you ok?"

"Yeah…" I mutter, my eyelids flutter open and I find myself shaking like an autumn sheet aout to be taken away by the wind.

"Come, you should take a hot shower"

All I can do is follow him because the thought of hot water against my body sounds like paradise and also just because it's him. Right now, I would jump from a cliff if he told me. That's how much I trust him.

Once we are in the bathroom he makes sure that I can stand by my own and he lets me go to prepare the shower. I don't notice my tears until he speaks again.

"Hey… are you crying?"

Am I?

I don't know. All I know is that my baby's not ok and I want to be with her.

"I'm cold" I tell him again, but this time it doesn't have anything to do with the wet clothes, I feel ice in my heart, ice cutting through my entire body.

"Here, let me help you get out of these" he says softly takes the bottom of my sweater and takes it off carefully.

The truth is that I really am soaked to the bones, but the news about Wendy have left me numb and I can't really think about anything right now.

My wet clothes make a strange splashy noise when Damon lets them fall on the floor of the bathroom. I fear didn't have me captive, I wouldn't be letting him undress me, but that's not the case.

He takes his time and all I can see are his eyes, bluer and shinier than ever. He manages to slowly take all my wet clothes off and soon I'm standing in front of him covered only by my underwear, teary and shaking. It's not cold anymore, because the shower hot steam is surrounding us, we are in the middle of a cloud.

Damon stares deep into my eyes for what feels like an eternity and suddenly everything is more than what I can take. I don't know why, but I need to feel him more than my lungs need air so I give in to my desire and kiss him.

I can't remember having kissed somebody like that in my life. Or having been kissed like that for that matter.

I almost jump into his arms, I'm desperate. And he catches me. I don't have time to watch his reaction because my eyes are already closed and my lips are on his. He holds me tightly against his body but I feel that we're not close enough. Nothing is enough.

I kiss him with a kind of passion that I didn't know I was capable of and he kisses me back with the same feeling. He's consuming me and I'm consuming him and suddenly there's nothing else in the world. But I need more. I need his touch everywhere, I need to feel his skin.

While his hands gift my body with the softest and most passionate touches I've ever received, I start to unbutton his black shirt fighting to death against the buttons until I get tired and just rip the stupid thing away. I hear him releasing air in a sigh next to my ear and when I finally have him half naked in front of my my heartbeat rises. I don't know what I want, I want everything in the world, I want him, I want to be happy, but right on this second what I want the most is to feel his skin against mine.

I feel the tears filling my eyes and I don't know how, but he seems to figure out exactly what I need right now. I let him kiss me because I need this kiss now more than ever. Right now his lips are soft and loving, opposite to the impossible passion consuming our bodies just seconds ago. And he holds me against his naked chest.

His skin and mine touching everywhere, his raised heartbeat vibrating through my own skin. He holds me and I cling to him because he's the only thing that can save me now. And suddenly, I feel it. It takes me one second to figure out why I needed him so desperately.

I love you. I whisper against the crook of his neck where I feel that nothing can ever hurt me.

But the words don't come out and we remain silently holding each other, I think he can feel it even when I can't let the words out. If this second here is not love then, what is love?

"You should really take that shower" he whispers softly after what feels like forever but he doesn't move.

"Yes, I should…" I agree but, just like him, I don't even attempt to let him go "I don't want to be alone"

"You're not" he responds too fast and my mouth curves on a small smile.

"You won't leave me, will you?" I ask him and I'm surprised with the weakness of my voice.

"I won't" his voice is strong and sounds honest and I really, really need to believe him.

"Never?" I whisper again and I feel him taking my face in his hands to make me look into his eyes.

"Not as long as you don't want me to…" he says, our foreheads resting one against the other and our hands intertwined.

"You promise?" I ask again and this time, he kisses me softly before answering me.

"I promise"

And I believe him.

I believe in his words because I love him. As simple as that. But I'm not ready to tell him and I don't know if he wants to hear it. My entire body shakes when he kisses me again, passion coloring our kiss.

"Shower" he mumbles against my lips "You need to shower"

"I need you" I confess between kisses and I feel his hands running through my body lightning the passion on every inch of skin he touches.

"We can't…" he whispers trying to stop but we both know it's too late "You are not ok and…"

"Shh…" I hush him stealing another kiss.

"Elena…"

"I need you" I repeat before I kiss him again and this time my hands are all over his body. Touching and squeezing everywhere I can reach.

I didn't notice that we were walking but our passion moves for us and soon I feel the hot water falling against my back arching my body closer to Damon's instinctively. My arms are around his neck and I can feel him all over my body. The first drops of water that touch his skin and his black hair make him sparkle. He's the most beautiful human being I've ever seen.

"Why not?" I whisper breathless while one of my hands rests against his cheek, my other arm wrapped around his neck and my entire body against his.

He closes his eyes and I can almost feel the conflict in his heart. I don't know what he's hiding but right now I don't have time nor energy to think about that. I'm sad and scared and I'm madly in love with him. All I want right now is to feel him as close as possible.

When he opens his eyes and those shimmering blue oceans look at me I feel that my entire body could be consumed by him right now and I wouldn't mind.

Three seconds pass before he reacts, but when he does, everything explodes.

He pushes me against the cold wall and he kisses me again. This kiss makes every kiss I've ever been given seem a joke. For the first time, I'm really conscious about the age gap between us. I realise that I'm about to be loved by a man for the first time in my life and I moan in pleasure at the thought

I love him, every inch of my skin loves him and he seems to notice it.

His love is wild and overwhelming. He surprises me with every move he makes. He lights my body on fire with the simplest of actions and soon I'm nothing but a breathless mass of sensations in his arms. He holds me all the time, like if he was scared of me leaving him and he constantly checks if I'm ok by looking into my eyes.

I don't even know how, but we are soon naked in each other's arms and nothing compares to the feeling of his skin. He lifts me up and my legs wrap around his body without hesitation. I'm beyond everything right now, all I can do is feeling him, and nothing feels close enough.

He kisses my neck while I play with his hair and his fingers tease the hot flesh between my legs. I'm flying.

He doesn't need to voice his question when he looks into my eyes and I decide to answer with a kiss.

Yes, absolutely yours, says my entire body.

The world seems to stop spinning when our bodies are joined and for the first time in my life I want to cry of ecstasy.

Nothing has ever felt this right. I literally floating in pleasure and there's not sweeter symphony in the world than the heavy breathing of Damon against my ear.

I feel him consuming every piece of me and I let him do so. This is heaven, being loved by him is heaven. I've never thought that love could feel like this.

"Please… please don't let me go" I whisper between kisses and he held me even tighter.

"Never" he says, and it's a promise.

The sensations hit me like a wrecking ball and I feel my body exploding into a million tiny little pieces of white light. I'm no longer inside my body. Everything is white, I'm flying and I'm in love with him.

His voice sounds miles away when he follows me off the edge and I hear him calling my name with pleasure while I float through the air surrounding us in the form of tiny particles of light. I feel free, I feel powerful. I've never felt so much pleasure.

When I open my eyes, he's staring at me. A small smile decorating his reddened lips and his fingers playing with my wet hair, the water falling around us like a warm storm. I'm still breathless and my entire skin is flushing, I'm shaking with pleasure and everything seems more intense.

"You're glowing" he whispers and I smile. I actually smile in spite of all the bad things happening around us.