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The entire journey, Cassandra battled with herself. On the one hand, she was so ecstatic and overjoyed that she would be marrying the love of her life while on the other hand, no one knew about it. The two had left Mystic Falls like a ship in the night, no note, no phone call, no text. They just packed their things and left. They wanted to keep it simple since everyone in town was up in arms about Mayor Lockwood's sudden death and they decided that they would tell everyone the news of their union when they returned.
A gentle kiss on her temple stole her away from her thoughts and she looked up at a smiling Damon. "What's on your mind?"
Cassandra let out a deep sigh, relaxing into the king-size bed. "I might look for wedding dresses tomorrow." She replied tiredly. They finally landed and Damon had a cab take them to a mansion on the coast. It was lavish and luxurious, much like the home they stayed in when they travelled to Italy.
"Good. I can't wait to see what you look like walking down the aisle." He laid down beside her and stroked through her mused hair.
"I haven't heard from Tyler." Cassandra murmured softly and Damon frowned.
"I'm sure he's fine, Cass. Keep in mind, if the kid is running, he's not gonna be answering his phone." Damon tried to reason with her.
"That's true." She shrugged and slumped into the plush mattress, closing her eyes. "It's all out of our hands now."
Damon wrapped his arms around her body, cradling her tired form to him and kissed her forehead. "We'll survive this. We always survive." His words echoed in her head and it brought her some comfort as she finally allowed herself to slip into a blissful sleep.
Cassandra tapped her foot against the marble floor of the bridal salon as she waited. She asked around and found the best one in town. Damon had gone to look for a tux and she didn't want him knowing which salon she was at. Cassandra considered herself as a pretty liberal person, but there were some things she was traditional about. She believed that it was bad luck for the groom to see the bride on the day of their wedding, for example. When she found that perfect gown, she'd also make sure to add something old, something new, something borrowed, and something blue to the ensemble.
A perky clicking of heels making their way towards her made her stand to greet the woman who would be organizing her appointment. She was dressed in all black with her blonde tresses tied back into a French braid. She looked fairly young, perhaps Cassandra's age or a little older.
"Hello and welcome! My name is Tiffany." The blonde shook her hand firmly.
"Hi Tiffany. I'm Cassandra. I'm here to look for a wedding dress." Cassandra smiled.
"Great! Well, I hope I can help you find the wedding dress of your dreams." Tiffany then looked to Cassandra, "Who did you bring with you?"
Cassandra frowned and toyed with her ring. "Oh, my parents died a couple years ago and..." She trailed off. What was the point of her lying? Cassandra shook her head and looked deep into Tiffany's eyes. "Never mind about that. You will let me have the run of the floor and you can leave." Tiffany nodded blankly, taking in her new orders. "And fetch me a bottle of champagne." If she was going to pick out her wedding dress on her own, she might as well have some fun with it.
The brunette sighed as she looked at the thirty sixth dress she tried on in the mirror. It was a stunning gown, but it wasn't her. Each dress looked more beautiful than the last but none of them caught her eye. It never occurred to her that she wouldn't find her wedding dress, but now she was facing that fear. Cassandra stepped down off the pedestal and slumped down on the plush couch. The frills and ruffles of the gown engulfed her completely and she had trouble finding her champagne bottle in the jungle of white tulle.
She took a long sip, nearly guzzling the whole bottle down and hiccupping as she dropped it to the ground. Cassandra let a tear fall down her cheek as she soaked in the fact that he was completely alone. She didn't have Elena or any of her friends and family to help her. This was supposed to be a day that she would remember forever, but all she wanted to do was curl up in a ball and hide away. She hated sneaking off and getting married behind everyone's back, but it was now or never.
"It's nice, but it's not you." Cassandra turned at the new voice to see a very familiar face standing at the edge of the couch.
"Caroline?" Cassandra's eyes widened as she sat up.
"You didn't seriously think that you'd be picking out your wedding dress alone, did you?" The blonde vampire placed her hands on her hips and tisked at Cassandra.
"Besides, your bridesmaids need dresses too." Elena chimed in along with Bonnie and the three girl smiled at Cassandra who wore a look of complete and utter blasphemy.
"You...you're here! You're all here!" She stood now and hugged the girls tightly, in awe that they had found her. Of all the places. Cassandra then pulled back, "Wait, what about what happened in Mystic Falls with the Mayor?" The face of each smiling girl sobered slightly, Caroline even frowned.
"We know what happened." Bonnie spoke.
"But, you are our friend and you need us." Elena added and rubbed Cassandra's upper arm. "I mean, it's not every day you're a bridesmaid in a hybrid/vampire wedding." She tried to make light of the situation.
"But what about Tyler?" She asked worriedly.
"Last I spoke to him he was well out of harm's way." Caroline said and Cassandra'snfears were quelled slightly. "Like Elena said, our lives are crazy and hectic, but you're getting married and we wouldn't miss it for the world.
Cassandra's eyes welled up with tears. She couldn't wrap her head around the fact that they had left Mystic Falls to come and help with the wedding. "I love you girls so much. You're all like the little sisters I've never had."
The girls smiled back at her and Bonnie handed her a tissue. "Now, let's get you out of this god awful thing and find you a wedding dress!" The blonde clapped.
Damon Salvatore adjusted the crisp lapels on his tuxedo jacket as he looked himself over in the mirror. He looked devilishly handsome, as if he could look any less. The women in the store where practically drooling over him and cursing themselves that they hadn't roped a man like him for themselves. In just a few days, he'd be married to the love of his life, but he couldn't help but feel that he wasn't giving Cassandra enough. He knew that she wanted a big wedding with all of her friends and family there, but because of the circumstances, it was a little difficult. No one had planned for Klaus to go rogue and kill Carol, but everyone was sent into a tailspin. He ran a hand through his dark locks, sighing a little as he nodded to the gentleman who was helping him, communicating that he'd take this tuxedo.
"Nice suit." Damon's eyes lifted to see his brother standing behind him, a wide smile on his lips.
"Hello brother." He greeted and walked towards him.
"Planning on eloping?" Stefan asked.
Damon smirked, "Mystic Falls was getting a little hectic, so Cassandra and I wanted to get away for a while."
"I can respect that, but you're really going to just skip town and not let anyone know?" Stefan's green eyes conveyed a little bit of hurt. He always looked up to his older brother and wanted to be just like him especially when they were kids. Anything Damon did, Stefan wanted to do. Even if it was something he knew that he would get in trouble with, Stefan followed his brother anywhere. The brothers were inseparable from birth but that bond was shaken when they both became vampires.
"As if you thought that I wouldn't ask you to be my best man." Damon's smirk twisted at the corners of his lips and Stefan looked back at his older brother and smiled. "Can't do this without you, Stef."
"Yeah, I mean, you're sure you wanna do this and take that plunge." He teased harmlessly and Damon let out a chuckle before looking back in the reflection again, as if waiting for reality to hit him like a runaway train, but it didn't. "You're silence is deafening."
"She's a pretty special girl." Damon nodded slowly.
"Yes, she is. A crazy girl, but a special one too." He agreed.
"God, there is so much stuff to do!" Cassandra ran her hands through her hair. Ever since the Mystic Falls gang dropped in, the list to the wedding got longer and longer. Within a few days and some vampire compulsion, they had managed to rope a venue for the reception, a venue for the ceremony, flowers, a DJ, centerpieces and tons of other things for the wedding. Phone calls were made and people were responding quickly much to Cassandra's surprise.
"Told you that we should have hired a wedding planner." Damon shrugged from his spot on the bed while he watched her assign table seating's to guests.
"You know, you could help." She grumbled and checked off some more names.
"I'd much rather watch you sweat." He wiggled his eyebrows at her. Cassandra threw him a deadly glare and he somewhat caved. "Fine. What am I doing?"
At first she picked up some tall stacks of paper but then she thought for a moment before placing them back down again. "Write your vows."
He raised a curious eyebrow, "Huh."
"Write you vows." She repeated slowly, making sure each work sunk in. "I'm writing mine, so you write yours." Cassandra stood and handed him some sheets of paper and a pencil.
Damon took up both items and moved himself to sit at the table beside her. "Sure, this'll be easy." He tapped the point of the pencil against the paper, thinking of how to start, but his bright blue eyes wandered to Cassandra who looked incredibly stressed. Her curls were tied back off her face and she chewed on her nails as she checked, double-checked, and triple-checked everything. He scooted himself closer to her and nudged her foot with his, trying to play footsie with her under the table. Her eyes met his for a quick second before returning to her work and the vampire growled. He wasn't one to be ignored. Damon stood and meandered to stand behind her. He placed his hands on his shoulders, squeezing them firmly before kneading them. The tight muscles beneath her skin relaxed and the knots melted away. Cassandra let out a long sigh and leaned back in her chair, she knew what he was trying to do but she wouldn't let him get off the hook so easily.
"Hmm, how are those vows coming along?" She asked with a little giggle.
"They'll get done." He licked the outer shell of her ear. "Right now, I want you to relax." Damon purred sensually and nibbled on her earlobe. Her eyes fell shut immediately as she squirmed in her seat. Damn that mouth and those hands of his.
"Damon..." She breathed softly and the vampire smirked, knowing that she was putty in his hands.
"Mmhmm?" Damon's lips moved down to her neck, suckling the skin.
"I was thinking," She shivered as the tips of his long fingers brushed the strap of her thin nightgown down her shoulder.
"Go on." The vampire prodded curiously and ran his lips over her shoulder. His touch left goose bumps in their wake.
"Well, this is our wedding and I think that..." Cassandra nearly had to stop herself from giggling at the thought that was going to leave her lips in the next approximately 3.5 seconds. "I think that we should wait until our wedding night." She was a traditional woman and back in 1864 it was proper for a woman to save herself for her husband on the night of their wedding. She and Damon were far from celibate, in fact they could barely keep their hands off each other, but Cassandra wanted to make their relationship a little more sacred.
"Wait for what?" Damon murmured into her skin, not really thinking over what Cassandra said. He continued to kiss her sensually but then he abruptly halted his pleasurable notions. "No..."
"Yes." She nodded and he was in front of her in an instant.
"Cassandra, you've got to be kidding me." The vampire groaned, practically pouting.
"It's just for a few days." She shrugged and rose from her seat while putting some papers back in their folders.
"I can't hold out that long." He shook his head. "That's cruel and unusual punishment!"
"Oh, please!" Cassandra exclaimed and rolled her eyes. "You'll be fine. You have your hand."
"But..."
"No butts!" Cassandra placed a finger over his lips.
"Clearly!" He mumbled against her finger before removing it. "Because I won't be getting any!"
"You think it won't affect me too?" She asked him and leaned her face in closer to his. "You think I'll be able to control myself when I hear you showering in the morning and I know that I can't join you?" Her fingertips played over the buttons of his shirt. "I'll just be thinking about your hot, wet body slamming me against the shower wall and your thick cock pounding my sweet pussy." She was practically purring as she rubbed her thumb over the button at his jeans. "Just think how tight I'll be around you on that night." Damon groaned at the incredible thought and he tightened a little more in his jeans, if that were even possible. With a flick of the wrist, the button popped open and his cock sprang free, bouncing a little and then steadying. It seemed that her dirty talk was having the desired effect.
"The second the honeymoon starts, you're mine." He ordered gruffly and pulled her body against his. She felt how hard he was and he pulsed as his hips rocked back and forth. "Every." He gave her a kiss on her lips which she tried to deepen, but he pulled back, a grin on his lips. "Single." His fingers gave a tweak at her puckered nipple through her shirt and her eyes darkened with lust. Her plan to tease the living hell out of him was backfiring. "Inch." His hand snuck between them and a finger circled over her soaked panties. "Looks like someone's ready." He smirked and continued to rub her through the material.
Cassandra moaned and gripped his cock tightly, rubbing her thumb over his head. "I could say the same about you." She then began to stroke him at a tantalizingly slow pace that made the vampire grit his teeth.
"Then how about we stop stalling and give each other what we want?" Damon offered, hopeful that she had forgotten about her traditional idea.
"That sounds nice," She squeezed him experimentally and leaned in closely, his lips hovering just over his. "But, I have a lot of stuff to finish before the wedding." With that, she flashed across the room from him and leaned against the door frame, smirking teasingly at him.
"You're a little tease." Damon growled, his fangs flashing a little.
"Tell me something I don't know." Cassandra giggled. "You might wanna take care of that." She nodded towards his cock which was still exposed and the vampire rolled his eyes.
This would be the longest few days before the wedding that Damon would ever know.
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