Hello my dear readers! I'm so sorry for the long wait again, but I've been really busy with school and the exams so I couldn't sit down and write as much as I usually did. Also…I'm gonna focus on this story and I started a new story, a Klaroline one so for all of you that love Klaus and Caroline, too...you can go check it out! It's called 'Savages'...
On the other hand...I want to thank you all, my darlings for the amazing feedback and I hope you'll keep it up!
Originally I wanted this story to become more angst-y starting around chapter 10, but the latest TVD episodes had made me want to give you more happy DE moments so I'm gonna keep the drama in check for a bit more ;)
Anyhow…here you go! Enjoy!
Elena stepped out of the cab carefully as she glanced up at the tall building, frowning as she double checked the address and finally decided that this was indeed the address that Damon had told her to come at.
She adjusted her fitted midnight blue dress and she smiled as she made her way towards the entrance to the building, her heels clinking over the tiled floor as she walked into a lobby. There was a rather old looking man standing at a desk and she decided to go ask him if Damon had been here.
"Miss Elena? Oh, yes…come with me, please." The man smiled as he led her towards the elevator and Elena was a bit confused as to why Damon had told her to come here. This was their first official date and she assumed that they'd spend the night at his place maybe having dinner again, but Damon had left her an address and told her to meet him there.
They had always gone out only at clubs and they had been hanging out at his house, mostly having sex all over the place and so they had never gone out to dinner like this, not just the two of them. The others had usually been there on their nights out to make the dinner less romantic and even though both Damon and Elena had thought about what it would be like to have dinner just the two of them they hadn't been that serious about their relationship to do anything about it.
Elena frowned as she saw that the man had pushed the button for the top floor and guessed that maybe Damon had got them a penthouse for the night even though the idea was a bit odd. Still, she felt her lips curl into a genuine smile as she thought about the turn that their relationship had taken. Rebekah and Caroline had jumped for joy as she had told them that she and Damon were now taking things more seriously.
"Here you go, miss. Mr. Salvatore will be waiting for you outside." The man informed her as the elevator door opened. What did he mean about 'waiting outside'? Just as the thought entered her mind Elena got her answer as the doors opened, revealing the roof of the building.
She stepped out, her eyes falling on a trail of dark red rose petals that were leading away from the elevator and to the right. Her thoughts were all over the place...staring with 'where is Damon' and ending with 'this is amazingly romantic'. Thing is…she never expected to see a small table with candles and a set up for two. She gaped at the sight, thinking that this was far better than all of those soppy romantic scenes from the movies.
The whole picture was stunning… the view from the roof of the building was breath taking with all the small lights littering the darkness of the night and the incredibly romantic set up had left her utterly speechless. Elena had never thought that she was a romantic kind of girl and she had never felt like her heart was melting under the sweet gesture of a man, but this was something that had made her insides warm up.
Damon smirked as he saw the way that Elena had stopped in her tracks as she observed the table and the rose petals and all of the romantic things he had planned for her. He had never been one to want to do something like this for a woman, but he was always a charmer and he had really wanted to impress her, to show her that he was serious about them.
He was watching her from behind, admiring the delicate curves of her body that was covered only in a navy blue dress that hugged her like a second skin. She looked stunning and he wanted to do nothing more than take her in his arms and stay with her forever. Thing was…he wasn't used to that kind of feeling, the possessiveness that he felt over her and the utter need to be with her were new to him, but he embraced them fully.
"Elena…" He whispered, not wanting to break the mood. He was grinning as she turned around, her eyes shining with the utter happiness and slight surprise. Elena smiled at him as she tried to put into words the multitude of feelings that were flashing through her mind.
"Damon…this is absolutely perfect!" She exclaimed, seeing the huge grin that was plastered on Damon's face. He closed the distance between them, placing a soft kiss on Elena's plump lips, not being able to contain his smile, and Elena had to admit that she had never thought that she'd be able to be so comfortable and have such strong feelings for someone so soon. She'd never admit it, but her feelings for Damon - now that she had acknowledged them - were becoming more and more consuming and intense.
"I'm glad you like it…" He whispered in her ear as he led her towards the table, pulling out a chair for her. The old southern gentlemanly behaviour was still something that Damon bragged about having and he saw the slightly amused expression on Elena's face as he, too, took his seat across the table.
"This is far beyond what I was expecting…but I love it…" Elena confessed, glancing at the city that was almost entirely visible from the roof of the skyscraper. She was truly impressed and wanted to make sure that Damon knew just how much she loved how he had planned their date.
"Well…apparently I'm quite a mushy romantic guy…" He smirked, feeling smug and satisfied that Elena was impressed with his idea for their date. The first reaction he had had about planning their first real date as a serious couple was to panic because he didn't do dates…but Stefan had made sure to calm him down and even gave him some advice.
He knew that Elena had been around for more time than he had been and that she was unlike anyone he had met before so he decided on something unique and unexpected. Damon wanted to actually do something memorable because he knew Elena would love it and not those super expensive restaurants that were too stuffy and boring.
"Oh, stop being so cute!" Elena chided, grinning as Damon stood up to get their plates.
"Not possible, my dear…" Damon winked at her as he went to get their plates. This banter going on between them was something that they both loved and it was refreshing to know that they were so similar in some matters.
Damon had debated skipping the main course and going straight for dessert what with them being vampires and all, but he wanted to prolong the date as much as possible so he had made sure to have a three course dinner. He even cooked the food, knowing that Elena had made a comment about loving his cooking and he wanted to make her some of his famous dishes. What better way to impress a girl than cooking for her?
He headed back with the plates and smiled as he poured some more red wine into their glasses, seeing that Elena was watching him carefully. She wasn't actually surprised that he was so sweet, but it was a different side of him that she had met first so she was enjoying every minute of this.
"What?" Damon asked as Elena simply stared at him, not even paying attention to the food. She was smiling, though so that made him feel a bit less intimidated.
"Nothing…it's just that I never would've thought this will be so nice…" Elena admitted, hoping that Damon understood that she was referring to the fact that dating had never been something that she wanted to do, but that this was a perfect beginning.
"I never considered dating either, but I want to give it a shot…" Damon confessed, seeing her smirk as she finally looked down at her food and took a bite, savouring the flavour.
"You're doing a pretty good job so far, Damon. I'm definitely swooned." Elena winked, seeing a smug smile for on Damon's luscious lips.
It was really nice to have her say that and Damon had to admit that he was in fact falling for this one girl harder than he would've thought. Their relationship had barely started to take a turn for the serious, but he was feeling that sense of possession and something more than simply attraction for Elena and it was a bit unnerving.
He wanted to get to know her and now he had 'permission' to ask her about trivial things like how was her day and stuff about her music. Elena had been a total mystery to him up until a few days ago and he knew that they were nowhere near perfectly acquainted, but things were starting to look up for them.
"So…how is life living with the most powerful family of vamps in the world?" Damon smirked, knowing that he couldn't straight out ask her about all of her life, but he had heard stories about the Originals and they were like vampire royalty.
The stories about the Originals described them as being cruel and dangerous in the early centuries of their lives. Damon had heard that Klaus was a powerful and ruthless man, but he had met the guy and he seemed rather tame to him, what with being all smitten with that blonde girl that was also in their band. He had heard that they were stronger than any other vampire, but with time they chose not to terrorize the whole world, but simply enjoy their time.
Elena rolled her eyes at Damon's question, knowing that he chose to not make this conversation a stiff and serious one, but a nice chat that could still allow him to find things about her past.
"Well…I'm pretty strong, too, you know?" She chuckled a bit, taking another swig of her wine. Damon looked at her smiling slyly, knowing that she had had a hard time opening up and that she was going to try to reveal thing, but in her own way.
"Oh, I figured that much, kitten. I was just wondering if the horror stories about them were true…if we shouldn't be breaking any of Elijah's precious furniture anymore…" She raised an eyebrow at him, smirking at hearing the last part, but her thoughts were actually somewhere else.
She had heard the stories that other vampires had made up about the Originals, but she had never experienced that horrible side of them. Klaus had been the one to help her transition and even though he had had an impulsive behaviour, he had never acted as reckless and cruel as the others had made him be.
Truth was, he liked to have others fear him so that they wouldn't even try to harm his family. The most important thing for him was family and he would do anything for the people he loved, even kill and torture. But…he was also a good man, a great brother and the one to help her and Jeremy get through their transition. Niklaus Mikaelson was an important part of her life, her protector, her saviour, her friend and sometimes even more than simply that, her lover.
Rebekah on the other hand had always been the little sister that was protected and spoiled rotten by her brothers, but she was a nice girl, a great friend, a loving person and the most stubborn woman Elena had ever met, aside from her.
Kol and Elijah were the complete opposite of each other. Elijah was responsible and always calm and collected, whereas Kol was reckless and impulsive and had a big mouth. Kol was the one that rebelled and tried to stand out, enjoying driving his brothers mad. Elijah was the oldest so he wanted to assume somewhat of a father figure since their real father had treated them badly.
Elena knew their true story, knew that they were all simply trying to live a normal life and not having to endure the torturous treatment of anyone again. Their father had been violent and cruel towards them so they always stuck together and had each other's back.
Damon listened intently as Elena made a short summary of the actual story of the Originals, not wanting to give away too much information because it was not really her place to say. He understood what had happened to them the moment Elena mentioned the abusive father because he had gone through something similar, too.
"But this is not something they want to make public because they don't want anyone to feel pity for them or to consider them weak…" Elena added, indirectly asking him not to go around talking about this.
"Of course…" Damon assured her, placing his hand on top of hers on the table. He wanted to tell her about his father, too and that he related to the Originals, but the night was supposed to be a happy night and he had already ruined the mood.
"Let's talk about happier things, then…" Elena perched up as she saw that Damon smiled at her.
"How about dessert?" Damon asked, already standing up to get their dessert, not realizing how much time had passed as they had talked. He wondered for a bit what would happen after dinner, but he decided to just let things flow and that they were going to see where the night was going.
"Oh my God! Are those actually chocolate strawberries?" Elena asked, excitement being clear in her voice even though she wasn't one to be all girly all the time and giggle and act all bubbly, but she had to admit that Damon was making her feel happy and really excited even about little things.
"Yes…and to make it all a little more cliché…I have champagne, too!" Damon chuckled at Elena's expression, knowing that it wouldn't have been his first choice of dessert, but he had never known many things about girls and desserts so he had asked Rebekah for advice.
"Let me guess…Rebekah helped with that?" Elena chuckled, too, immediately recognizing the dessert choice as being one of her and Rebekah's favourites. The sheepish smile on Damon's face gave him away and Elena couldn't help but smile widely at the thought that Damon had actually gone through that much trouble for their first official date.
"Well...yes..." Damon admitted sheepishly, putting on his best innocent smile as Elena watched him pour the bubbly champagne into the flute. She was enjoying this way too much, enjoying all of it greatly.
"Thank you for taking the time to plan this perfect date, Damon!" Elena grinned as she took a sip of her champagne and reached for one of the chocolate covered strawberries. He was looking at her with that intense look in his eyes and she knew that they wouldn't last until they finished dessert.
"Come here, Lena..." Damon whispered softly as he stood up and extended his hand to Elena. She was more than ready to end their date with a massive splash of pleasure so she smirked up at him and closed the unbearable distance between their bodies, her lips grazing over his softly.
The kiss started out slow and languid, neither of them wanting the moment to end so they simply held each other as close as possible and explored each other's mouths thoroughly. There was a significant change in both of them: the kiss was different, more romantic and sensual rather than desperate, but there was still that all consuming passion that had them both panting.
Elena's fingers were gently running through Damon's hair, relishing in its softness and in the effect that the action seemed to have over Damon. He was practically purring and Elena smiled against his lips, loving the sounds that Damon made under her touch.
They could both taste the intoxicating sweetness of the strawberries and chocolate on each other and it only fuelled their desire. The throbbing in her core intensified as Damon's hands travelled down her sides and reached the curve of her behind, his hands moulding perfectly against her ass as he pulled her closer.
"Damon...I need you..." Elena whispered as she placed a few hot kisses on his neck, her sultry voice making him shiver as her ragged breath was caressing the shell of his ear. There was no way that they could make it back to the apartment and Damon smirked at her, pulling her over to the edge of the rooftop and turning her so that she was facing the incredible view of the city.
"Do you like the view, Elena?" Damon whispered in her ear as he lightly moved his hands over her hips and drew her body flush against his, leaving nothing to the imagination as Elena felt the evidence of his arousal.
"I've never done it on a rooftop before..." Elena whispered back seductively as she slowly rolled her hips back against him. Damon groaned at the sensation, knowing that Elena was enjoying every minute of teasing him.
"Well...I guess we need to do something to change that..." Damon's deep voice made her skin tingle in anticipation; the low tone in which he spoke was incredibly arousing. Raw lust was rushing through Elena's veins as she felt his fingers brush over her back and up to her shoulders.
His sinfully plump lips landed on the side of her neck, barely brushing over her sensitive skin as he ran his fingers over her shoulders and down her arms maddeningly slow. Then he started pampering her neck with small kisses that had her moaning while his hands continued their exploration. The soft touches and lingering kisses that he was placing on her neck were enough to drive her insane.
"Damon!" Elena gasped as she felt Damon's teeth nibble at the skin of her shoulder, the sensations crushing into her as his hands finally wrapped around her waist and one of his hands cupped her breast. Her whole body was buzzing with the wanton lust that radiated from where Damon was touching her, leaving her utterly breathless.
Before Elena could relish too much in the attention of Damon's touches she felt Damon lift her up bridal-style and walking with her towards a small bed that Elena had clearly not noticed before, but that completed the romantic atmosphere with the white sheets and rose petals that were scattered over it.
"You brought a bed on a rooftop?" Elena asked, grinning up at him as she was still in his arms. He looked down at her and did that eye thing that Elena simply adored.
"Well...I thought I might get lucky on the first date..." Damon smirked at her, making her laugh at the seriousness of his voice. She got to admit that she was more than impressed with Damon for this date and that she couldn't have even imagined a more perfect date.
"OH, you don't even know how lucky you'll get tonight, baby." Elena wiggled her eyebrows at him in a very suggestive manner and Damon chuckled at her, but his eyes darkened with lust at the mere thought of the things to come.
He gently placed her on the bed, bringing his lips down onto hers in a passionate kiss that had her head spinning. Damon moved his fingers slowly over her body, undressing her as he went, placing hot kisses on her newly exposed skin. Elena was whimpering softly as Damon continued his exquisite torture over her body.
They were caught in the undertow of the passion that was between them, the chemistry that had been there all along and they were being thrown into a vortex of sensations that they didn't really want to escape anymore.
They stood still for a moment, their bodies touching everywhere, the only thing separating them being Damon's boxers and Elena's lacy lingerie. Elena's hand slowly slid over his sculpted chest, enjoying the feeling of his muscles flexing under her fingertips before gently cupping the side of his face.
Damon's striking blue eyes were so open that Elena could read him like an open book. There was an unusual vulnerability and it seemed like all of his emotions were swirling in the depths of the ocean of blue. Without breaking eye contact, Damon turned his head slightly and placed the softest of kisses on Elena's palm, making her insides melt.
"Make me yours, Damon..." Elena whispered as she bit her lip, neither of them wanting to dwell too much on the implications of Elena's words. The connection was foreign, almost too much for them, but they knew that they were in this -whatever it was- together.
Damon rested his forehead against hers, closing his eyes as he took a deep breath, smiling as he felt Elena's thumb brush lightly over his cheek. When he opened his eyes, Elena was astounded by the intensity and at the same time softness that his gaze held. She felt her chest tightening, her breathing becoming ragged as she took in the flood of feelings that was invading her body.
As he looked down at the beauty that was Elena spread out for him he lost himself for a moment in the erotic visions of what he wanted to do to her next. How he wanted to see her lithe figure under him, to have her laid out on his bed where he could explore and indulge in her body and discover every dirty little secret about her. He smirked a bit and felt smug, knowing that he could probably make all of his fantasies come true with Elena because she was just as crazy as him.
The control that they both claimed to have had completely unravelled in that moment and now, all that unbridled lust was coursing freely through them, untamed. Thing is that all that desire didn't turn into blinding hot aggressiveness, but it made them only want to explore each other thoroughly and take their time.
Damon kissed the tip of her nose and then his lips showered her face with butterfly kisses that made Elena giggle. The soft giggles quickly turned into breathy moans as Damon continued the path of his kisses down the side of her neck. His lips finally found hers, capturing them in an ardent kiss, taking complete possession of her mouth as the passion surged through them.
They both knew that they were falling further into one another than they'd ever imagined possible, even though they hadn't admitted it. Both Damon and Elena knew that they were getting in deeper and deeper, until their feelings, that at first had consisted of hunger, pure lust and keening sexual attraction were churning with more emotional need, as if every strong, unrecognizable emotion was bleeding over them, invading them. It was unnerving, but too powerful to ignore anymore. Their emotions and desires were becoming one big, intricate design and they couldn't distinguish one from the other anymore.
Elena's lips crashed down onto his, their tongues tangled together before Elena pulled back a little and nibbled at his bottom lip, bringing it into her mouth as she began to suck on it. Damon smirked, knowing that she was provoking him and he decided to give her a taste of her own medicine.
Elena writhed under him, her fingers threading through his dark, silky hair and tugging him closer as she kissed him even more fervently. Her whole body was tightening in anticipation, her breasts aching for Damon's hands as her nipples hardened. His hands roamed her body, sensing her patience wavering and thriving in the breathless moans that were continuously escaping her lips as he cupped her breast and twisted her erect nipples.
"Damon!" Elena thrashed her head to the side as she wrapped her long legs around his hips, bringing him fully down on top of her, her pelvis grinding against the hardest part of him. Finally they could feel that much craved skin on skin contact as they left no empty spaces between them.
He was trailing hot kisses down the side of her neck and onto her heaving chest, his eyes taking in the sight of her creamy skin, her body perfectly shaped and her face beautifully lit by the moon that shined above them and the soft candle light. She was quite a vision, a creature that was angelically beautiful, but sinfully hot.
Damon's lips were on her breast, his tongue flicking her nipple expertly as he suckled her sensitive skin into his mouth. He definitely knew what he was doing, swirling his tongue maddeningly over her nipples and kissing and sucking at the soft flesh of her breasts, making Elena arch her back, trying to push her chest close to him, still.
Elena was about to explode, the coil tightening inside of her, but Damon pulled back, smirking as he heard her whimper of protest. He placed a languid kiss on her lips, nipping at her lips before he trailed his kisses down the valley between her breasts and lower, across her taunt stomach, his tongue caressing her skin tauntingly as he left a hot trail of kisses towards her heated core.
The anticipation was killing her and Elena knew that right now she wasn't above begging him to give her that much needed release.
"Please, Damon..." She whispered, her fingers combing through his soft hair as if trying to convince him. He looked up at her, noticing the desire in her eyes and the utter need that was reflected all over her body.
He pushed her thighs apart, settling himself between her legs as his mouth hovered over her slick flesh, his eyes still locked on hers as he heard her gasp. His hot breath hit her overly heated and sensitive skin, making Elena tremble as she took in the erotic view of Damon nestled between her legs.
Damon smirked as he started kissing her innermost thighs, never making direct contact with her trembling flesh. He heard her whimper and felt her fingers pull at his hair and knew that she wouldn't allow herself to be so vulnerable and open for him for much longer.
Elena wanted and needed desperately to feel his skilled tongue on her, lapping at her cunt and she was about to throw the 'romance' out the window and use some not so ladylike words to tell him exactly what she wanted. Damon, however seemed to know that she was about to ruin his romantic mood so he basically shut her up with his mouth.
"Ahh!" Elena cried out as Damon's tongue slid over her throbbing clit, his fingers parting her glistening nether lips as he continued to use his skills to make her writhe under him. Her hips busked and she gasped as his tongue, hot and wet and demanding entered her, filled her and pressing inside of her in a way that had her screaming his name.
His hands grabbed her hips, steadying her as he devoured her core, exploring her with his talented tongue and delving into her, bringing her higher and higher. Her self-control shattered as Damon's lips latched onto her sensitive clit and began sucking and two of his fingers entered her unexpectedly.
"Damon!" His tongue circled her clit slowly, feeling it harden under his tongue as his fingers curled into her, brushing over a sweet spot inside of her. He grazed his teeth over her swollen bud so lightly that he was surprised by Elena's reaction as she gasped loudly, moaning and tugging at his hair.
One of her legs went around his neck, pulling him closer and Damon smirked as he felt her begin to grind her dripping core up and down against his mouth, giving in to the rising pleasure. Elena was hurtling towards that abyss of utter bliss and he loved that she was enjoying this so. He memorized the maddening rhythm of her hips grinding up and down over his tongue, repeating the movements as her legs began to shake.
She was already so close that she was moaning his name and panting as she felt his fingers move deliciously inside of her and his tongue flicking rapidly over her clit, driving her over the edge.
"Let go, Elena..." Damon hummed against her flesh and she felt her muscles tighten, her body collapsed as his tongue continued to slide over her and into her with less force, but still increasing the intensity of her orgasm.
All of her nerve endings were hotly aware of the pleasure that was radiating for her core, her body falling apart under Damon's skilled tongue.
He had made love to her with his mouth and, as Elena brought him up to her again, he knew that he was about to make love to her with all of him. It was frightening to think about the ramifications of this, what it meant for their relationship, but he knew that he wouldn't want it any other way.
Elena's hands gently cupped his face, her lips capturing his in a soft kiss, languid and she knew that this had been infinitely more intimate than she had ever experienced and she had no regrets about it.
"Elena..." Damon whispered against her lips as he felt Elena's legs wrap around his torso, bringing him closer. He pulled back a bit, looking deeply into her eyes, seeing that she wanted him and he slid his aching erection inside of her slowly, relishing in the feeling as he let her feel him fully, too.
"Oh!" Elena gasped as she felt his member enter her inch by glorious inch, stretching her inner walls deliciously as he went. He filled her to the hilt, never breaking eye contact and that made the moment that much more intimate. By now...all of the lines that they had drew before were crossed, but neither of them cared about that anymore...they were lost in each other and the world of passion around them.
Her back arched, his hips kept moving slowly and they never looked anywhere else besides into each other's eyes. Their connection was stronger with ever stroke of his cock inside of her and they knew that this wouldn't last much longer.
"Cum with me..." The words floated around them like a soft demand, not knowing to whom they belonged exactly. As they gazed at each other, panting and moving together, the immense pleasure that hit them both at the same time and it only proved that they had become connected on a deep level that had that all consuming emotion surging through them.
Emotions were running high, sensations rushing through their veins as the intense pleasure made the world shatter around them as they were hurdling head first into the deep, endless pleasure of their climax.
There was nothing that mattered in that moment as they both lay panting on the bed, on the rooftop, limbs tangled and mouths connected. The soft wind blew through their hair as they grinned at each other and began their passionate 'dance' all over again, ignoring the sun that was beginning to rise and the noises of the city...
So...what do you think? Did you recognize the small reference to 4x17...with the rooftop? :D I wanted it to be a bit more on the romantic side and I hope you still like it...
Next chapter will probably involve the others, too, and it will probably be set a few months in the future... but I wanted to give Damon and Elena a whole chapter only for themselves and their romantic first date ;)
Please review and let me know who you want more present in next chapter and what you think of this one!
Thank you for reading!