"Two minutes is up." The nurse spoke quietly to her, and Elena closed her eyes tightly. She was not ready to be pregnant. Not yet. She could not have a shot gun wedding. God what would her parents think?
"Are you ready?"
No. I'm not ready. How could I ever be ready for this? "Yes."
"Well, Miss Gilbert, looks like we were wrong. You aren't pregnant," The nurse pronounced, and Elena looked up at her with a big smile on her face. "I'm guessing this was the news you were hoping for?"
"You could say that. I'm not ready to have kids yet," Elena explained, twiddling her fingers with her thumbs. "I don't think Damon's ready to either."
"I'm glad this is the news you were hoping for," The nurse smiled at her, before handing her a cup. "I'm going to need you to pee in this for some more tests, if you wouldn't mind."
Elena quickly nodded her head, and took this cup a little bit more willingly than the pregnancy test. She hurriedly peed in the cup, handing it back to the nurse. She wanted to get out of this hospital room as soon as possible.
"I'll call you with the results as soon as I get them, Miss Gilbert," The nurse said, while Elena was halfway out the door.
Giving the nurse a polite nod, she made her way out the door, spotting Damon being brought back into his room in a wheelchair. He smiled when he saw her, and she moved as fast as her feet could carry her to get to him. His face turned into a quizzical lopsided grin as she neared closer to him.
Once she was right in front of him, he used the opportunity for some sarcastic comment. "Can't spend too much time away from me, can you?"
She smiled broadly at him, ignoring the comment, before leaning down to place a soft kiss on his lips. He smiled into the kiss, his hand grabbing one of hers, threading their fingers together. He pulled back after a couple of seconds, with a boyish grin on his face. "Guess what?"
"What?" Elena asked, his grin becoming infectious, having her smiling right along with him.
"I'm getting released today too."
"That's great, Damon, did they say anything about your recovery?" Elena asked softly, as she leaned over to whisper in his ear. "Because... I happen have a very sexy nurse costume that I'd love to try out."
Elena bit down softly on his ear, as he drew in a deep breath. "I've never seen this costume before..."
"I think it should only come out for special circumstances," Elena whispered, before pulling back. "And this definitely counts. I'll take care of you, baby."
"And you know I'd love that," Damon said, before his face turned down into a pout. "But according to the doctor I'm not allowed to participate in any sexual activities for at least a week."
Elena's face was the mirror image of his expression. "Too bad, I was planning on looking extremely hot this week."
"You're mean," Damon said, shaking his head. "Can you at least where the nurse costume when I am able to have sex?"
"Well, when else do you think I'd wear it?" Elena asked him, the picture of innocence.
But Damon saw the glint in her eye. "Oh, I don't know, I just have this feeling that you're going to parade around in it just to show me what I'm missing."
Elena reared back, with a look of fake shock on her face. "Why, I have no idea what you're talking about. You must have me mistaken with someone else."
"You're such a little minx," Damon reached up and pitched her side, causing her to let out a little giggle. "Now kiss me, so we can leave."
"As you wish," Elena giggled, placing another kiss on his lips, squeezing his hand in hers. "I love you."
It took them what felt like ages to get out of the hospital. Fortunately for them, they were able to return back to their own house as soon as Damon felt okay with flying. But for now they were being placed in another hotel. Luckily for them, the drama with Stefan could finally be over, and they could return to their regular scheduled lives. The first part was somehow telling Damon that there was a possibility that she could be pregnant, but they had been able to dodge that bullet.
Mostly, she wanted to know how he would feel if she had actually been pregnant. She needed to know where his viewpoint on having kids was.
However, when they got to the hotel it had seemed like such a long journey for Damon. Since he was no longer hooked up to an IV, the pain meds weren't going through his system as regularly, which meant that right now he was in a lot of pain. She had been briefed on his pain meds at the hospital, but he wasn't allowed to take any yet. She felt so bad for him as she helped him through the hotel, and up to their room.
Elena helped him into bed, helping him get into comfier clothes, which for Damon meant wearing absolutely nothing. This was very distracting for her but she kept herself focused on what she was doing for Damon.
She had just finished tucking him into bed, and started to walk away when his arm shot out and grabbed her arm. She turned back around to find him staring wide-eyed at her. "Where are you going?" Damon mumbled out, squeezing her arm.
"I was just going to watch some TV for a bit while you rest," Elena said, placing her hand on his arm that was still clutching tightly to her. She rubbed up and down it for a minute before she spoke again. "Do you need anything?"
"I just need you," Damon said softly, closing his eyes.
"I really think you should rest -" Elena started but was cut off once again by Damon's insistent pleas.
"Please don't leave me..."
"Baby, I'm not going anywhere," Elena whispered, crouching down so that they were now at eye level. She moved some hair out of his face, pushing it back with her hand. "I'm right here."
"Come to bed, please," Damon mumbled, and he sounded so heartbroken that she was leaving that she gave in. Damn, these pain meds were really throwing her for a loop. She'd never seen Damon be this whiney and dependent on her before.
Elena pushed him over a bit before crawling in the bed beside him. He curls into her body immediately, placing his head on her stomach, and wrapping his arms tightly around her waist. She placed one of her hands in his hair, combing her fingers through the strands. This calming gesture worked, and he nuzzled his face in her stomach, before drifting off into a deep sleep.
Suddenly there was nothing for her to do but just sit there and wait for him to wake up. But she hated doing absolutely nothing, so she picked up the book on the bedside table, and started to read it carefully into the long hours of the night.
Elena cracked her eyes open, when the bright sunlight came through the windows of their hotel room. Her back felt like it had snapped in two because she slept sitting upright last night. The book she'd been reading was laying across her chest open to the page she'd been reading the night before. Damon was in the exact same spot that she had left him, although if possible his grip had gotten tighter on her body somehow.
Why is he still sleeping? He went to bed five hours before she did. She adjusted herself to slide down his body so that they are face to face. She knew the best way to wake him up when he was this way. Always wake him up in a sweet way. It always brightens up his mood, especially when he's in pain.
Elena started placing kisses on his forehead, then his cheeks, over his nose. Once she had gotten to his mouth there was a smile forming there, and she knew that she'd succeeded in waking him up. She placed a big kiss on his lips.
He reciprocated the kiss, a little bit too much, considering the state of his body. But she decided to go along with it and didn't hesitate to open her mouth to him when his tongue came out to play. She let her tongue join with his, playfully rubbing against each other. His arms curled around her bring her closer to his body, as he rubbed his hands up and down the length of her back.
Elena carefully lifted herself so that she could be on top of him, and when he didn't protest she decided that was her go ahead to keep doing what she wanted to him. She detached her lips from his so that they could freely wander down his body. She started at his neck, sucking and biting on the skin there. When she was finished she carefully kissed her way down his chest, and down his stomach, taking a pause to look at the wound there.
Her eyes welled up with tears before she could stop them as she focused in on his bullet wound. She reached up to frantically wipe them away before he could notice but it was too late. He grabbed her arms tightly in his, forcing her to look at him.
"I'm okay," Damon whispered, giving her his awards winning smile that always had the power to make her heart melt into a puddle on the floor.
"Damon..." Elena whispered back, taking one of her arms out of his hold to bring it down to his stomach. She placed her hand carefully on the wound, rubbing it carefully without putting too much pressure on it. She could tell that he was trying not to flinch at her touch, but she knew that it caused him pain.
Elena leaned down slowly, starting again at his chest, she kissed her way down his chest, and this time when she got to the wound she placed feather light kisses on the spot. She finished her exploration of his upper region made her way back up his body.
She buried her head in his neck, breathing in his scent. His hands curved around her back, finding the bare skin of her back. He rubbed up and down her back soothingly, placing his face in her hair.
"I need you," Elena whispered into his neck. "I can't wait a week, I can't do that. I need you right now."
"Elena..."
"No, Damon, I almost lost you. You were dying right in front of me," Elena sobbed into his neck, the tears that had been threatening to spill over finally did and they were coating his neck. "I need to feel completely connected to you right now."
"I don't know if I can," Damon said, his voice broken.
Elena lifted her head up from Damon's neck to look into his eyes. She saw the dilemma in his eyes, and she hated herself for doing this to him but she needed this badly.
"I need you to be inside me. I need to feel every inch of you." Elena said, her voice turned husky. She used her last tactic to get him into bed, which she found always works. "Please..."
And it worked. He nodded his head before leaning up so that he could kiss her. She poured everything into that kiss, she wanted him to feel everything that she was feeling. Her need for him was indescribable, and she was planning on taking it out of his body the only way she knew how.
Elena worked her way down his body, her lips leaving a trail of kisses as she did. His hands fisted into her hair, pulling on the strands whenever she did something that he liked. Just as she was about to wrap her lips around his erection, he used all of his strength to forcefully bring her back up.
"I'm so close, baby, I can't have you do that," Damon whispered in a way of explanation.
Elena nodded her head in understanding, while leaning down to place a kiss on his lips. She pulled away after a brief second, but kept her lips touching his.
"Undress me," Elena whispered, her voice filled with lust.
Damon happily obliged, his hands finding the end of her top bringing up her body and over her head. He tossed it on the floor somewhere, before bringing her in for another kiss. She gave in quickly, opening her mouth to him, letting her tongue sink in with his. His hands continued to work on the task of undressing her, as he unhooked her bra, letting it fall down her arms.
Never breaking their kiss, Damon rolled them over gently so that he was on top of her. Although it caused him some mild discomfort it went away as soon as Elena's hands found his chest and his back, pulling him closer, and soothing his pain away.
He pulled away from her lips, leaving Elena breathless and panting as he slithered down her body. He worked his way down her chest to her breasts, which after using his lips and teeth were now standing erect and proud. Elena's chest was heaving as he worked his way down her stomach, dipping his tongue playfully in her belly button which elicited a beautiful giggle out of Elena.
Smiling he made his way further down her body, all the while using his hands to pull her pants down her legs. She helped him by kicked them off her legs and onto the floor. He wasted no time pulling off her underwear, and tossing those on the floor too.
He spread her legs apart, and Elena drew in a deep breath, watching him as he stared at her private parts. She knew that she had nothing to be embarrassed about, he had seen everything more than enough times. But still she felt a little self conscious with him staring so much at her, so she attempted to close her legs but she just pried them open again.
"Stop," Damon ordered, placing a kiss on her inner thigh.
"Stop staring then."
"You're mine, I can stare if I want too."
"Damon, can you just have sex with me already?" Elena asked, exasperated.
He chuckled, slithering his way back up her body. "Oh, how romantic."
"Oh shuuuuuut - Ah!"
Damon had chosen that moment to sink his fingers inside her. She moaned softly as he started to move his fingers in and out of her. His mouth was paying special attention to her breasts, moving back and forth between the both of them as he brought her higher and higher with just his fingers. He had enough of playing with her breasts and kissed his way up to her neck until he got to her ear.
"You're so wet right now," Damon murmured, his voice dripping with sex.
"Please..." Elena whimpered, her hips moving involuntarily to the rhythm of his hand.
Damon shook his head against hers. "I need you to come this way first. I know you need my hand on your clit but I can't do that, I need you to do it this way."
"But baby, I can't..." Elena whimpered again, but as soon as the words were out of her mouth, his thumb touched her clit and she exploded all around him. Her moans filled the air as she bucked against his hand, burying her face in his shoulder.
As she was coming down from her high, he stroked her hair back from her face, whispering words of love into her ear. Once she was calmed down enough he got back on top of her and positioned himself at her entrance. Elena clutched his shoulders tightly in her hands, holding on for dear life. Damon pushed in carefully, leaning down to kiss her. They both let out satisfied moans in each other's mouth once he was finally all the way inside her.
"I love you," Elena whimpered against his lips, wrapping her legs around his waist. She desperately wanted him to move, but he seemed completely content for the moment just being inside of her as he stared into her eyes.
He rubbed his nose along hers in a playful gesture that had her giggling as he leaned down to place one more kiss on her lips.
"I like you playful," Elena whispered amused, when she pulled back from the kiss. "It's cute."
"I'm not cute," Damon pouted, most definitely offended by her comment. "I'm a big bad sexy man."
"Prove it," Elena challenged, wiggling her hips underneath him, making him moan out loud. His eyes flashed at her words and he started to move in and out of her.
Damon smiled when she moaned out loud. "Oh baby, I'm going to more than prove it."
And he did. A lot. Despite his injures, he took her in a bunch of different positions and brought her to a whole new level of heights. She'd never had so much sex in one night in her entire life. Why Damon and her had never done this before was lost on her. It was amazing. Even though her legs felt like nothing but jelly by the end of it.
She collapsed on the other side of the bed by the end of their coupling. She was panting so hard that she never thought she'd ever catch her breath ever again. There was sweat covering both of their bodies, and to be honest Damon looked very hot with sweat dripping down his body.
"You can guilt trip me into having sex with you any time you want," Damon breathed out, turning his head to face her. "That was amazing."
"Maybe we'll break out that nurse costume sooner than you thought..." Elena mumbled out, closing her eyes, as she rolled on her side to face him.
She felt Damon moving on the bed and soon he was right next to her, pushing her sweaty hair back from her face. "How about right now?"
"You're ready to go again?" Elena asked him, exasperated that he would want another round. All she wanted to do right now is fall into a very deep sleep and not wake up for at least eight hours. "I'm too tired to go again, babe."
"I'm always ready to go again baby," Damon nudged her, and she rolled over so that she was no longer facing him. But of course, Damon pressed right up against her back which also alerted her to his very pronounced erection pressing against her back. "Come on, just one more round."
"Take care of it yourself," Elena mumbled out, pressing her face further into the pillow.
"I don't want to take care of it myself, so I'm going to go have a very nice cold shower to get rid of it." Damon said into her ear, kissing the side of her neck.
"Give me a kiss before you go," Elena said, turning around to face him. Her eyes were still closed but she smiled as he pressed his lips to hers, kissing her passionately but it was all too quick and she felt him get off the bed.
She had a smile on her face as she buried her head back into the pillow, feeling herself being lulled to sleep by the sound of the shower. A startling sound woke her up though before she was able to get to sleep. She recognized it as the ringtone for the cell phone. Who would be calling her now? She thought they had all their numbers blocked after the whole Stefan incident went down.
Mindful of her nudity she wrapped the sheet on the bed around her and padded to where her bag was sitting on the floor. She rummaged through it for a few moments before coming up with her phone. She placed it to her ear.
"Miss Gilbert? Hi, this is the Shelly, I was the nurse that spoke to you earlier today about the possibility of you being pregnant. I'm very sorry to have to be the one to tell you this but we did some additional tests, and we found something that you should really know."
The nurse paused, and Elena held her breath. She really didn't know what to say to this woman. What kind of possible bad news could it be?
"Miss Gilbert, I'm sorry to inform you that you are not able to have children."
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