A/N: Longer wait than usual, I know! Although I hope it was worth it!

As always, A big thank you to my beta Jamie and pre-reader Bibi! I wouldn't know what to do without these two wonderful ladies! ;)

Disclaimer: I do not own The Vampire Diaries, however I do consider the plot line as mine!

Unexpected Visitor

Chapter 10

Meeting The Best Friend

Day 23

Damon was lying awake in bed, staring at the ceiling. He still couldn't quite believe that he told Elena about his mother. It was the first time in his life that he ever told someone about his past; those memories were too personal to talk about. He didn't talk about his mother, not even with Stefan. However, it actually felt quite good, like a huge weight was finally lifted from his shoulders.

He had never really believed that talking to someone would help to move past things but, after tonight's events, he knew he had been wrong all along. He truly felt better after talking to Elena. He finally talked aloud about his mother and the important role she played in his life. He had never really taken the time to mourn her; he didn't get a chance to.

Giuseppe had never been a great father; on the contrary, after his mother passed away, he became a monster. The monster he was today. The man only cared for one person besides himself, and that had been Cecilia. The day she died was also the day Giuseppe had started to hate his sons; they reminded him too much of what he'd lost.

All those years, Damon had kept quiet. He didn't talk about his mother, nor did he talk to his father. He just packed all his belongings as soon as he turned eighteen and ran away from home to live with his brother. At first, he thought that Giuseppe would come looking for them, but the man was too selfish to care. He never even tried to find them; he just gave up on his sons and tried to forget that they ever existed.

A few years back, Damon had tried to look for his dad. He had been ready to talk to his father and try to forgive him; however, the man hadn't even been interested. He just ignored his presence and told Damon that he didn't have any sons. In fact,he was a widower without children. It had pained him deeply to hear his father talking about them like that, like they never even meant a thing to him.

He never told Stefan, though. He didn't want his brother to get hurt. He knew Stefan still cared for their father and hoped that they would become a family again. Only Damon knew that something like that would never happen, he wasn't naïve enough to believe that his father would change his mind.

A silent knock on his bedroom door made him look up in surprise, it was already past midnight and he wasn't exactly expecting any visitors so late at night. When Elena came walking in, wearing nothing but those cute pajamas of hers, he had to gulp quickly. He gave her a confused look, making her smile shyly.

"I couldn't sleep," she told him softly, before plopping down on the bed beside him. She layon top of the covers while she stared at the ceiling, just like he did only a few minutes ago.

"Me either," he said, turning around to lay on his side so he could watch her. He noticed the serious look on her face and wondered what she was thinking about. He clearly wasn't the only one who had been musing about their previous conversation. At first, he wanted to ask her what she was thinking about, but he decided against the idea and waited until she started talking herself.

It didn't take long before she turned around, too, and looked him deeply in the eyes. They were only a few centimeters apart now. If he would just lean in, their lips would be touching but he didn't want to take the risk of scaring her away. He actually liked having her in his bed; it gave him a weird kind of satisfaction to see her lying next to him. Deep down, he wished she would always be there with him.

"You know, I've lost my mom too," she told him, not realizing she was about to tell him the most personal details of her past. She'd kept things a secret for way too long and she knew she could trust him. He deserved to know something about her past too, since he told her a few very personal things about his youth.

He gave her an understanding look, suddenly feeling the need to hug her, to wrap his arms around her tiny frame and keep her there, away from anything that could harm her. He decided against the idea. He was afraid she would push him away and he couldn't afford that, not when he was so close to actually getting to know her. He hadn't expected her to open up to him, not after the way she kept giving him vague answers to all the personal questions he ever asked her. They were actually more alike than he'd thought. They both had endured a difficult past and wanted to try to forget about it.

"I had just turned sixteen when I found out she had gotten lung cancer. At first she kept it a secret, though when she realized how serious her illness was, she told me. She'd been fighting the disease for a few months, but she was slowly losing the battle. Not long after that she passed away, leaving me all alone with no family left. My dad and younger brother died in a car accident when I was little, but I don't remember them. I don't think my mom ever got over losing them; she wasn't what you call a happy woman. She drank a lot, didn't have much time for me, and kind of wallowed in her own pain. She never realized that I was hurting, too. I know she wanted to be a good mom, honestly she tried her best, but she didn't really succeed. I've endured some pretty hard years. All this made me stronger in the end, but going through each day had not been an easy task."

During her speech, Damon had somehow pulled her closer and she was now lying on his chest with tears threatening to spill onto her face. It had been a long time since she last talked about her youth. Bonnie and she kind of tried to avoid the subject because most of the time it only made her more depressed. However, telling Damon felt like a relief. At least now, he could finally understand why she kept avoiding personal questions.

After that, they didn't talk anymore. They just laid there in each other's arms until sleep took them away into a peaceful slumber, free from the haunting memories of the past.

Day 25

Damon's friend Alaric and his wife Jenna would be visiting today, which was why Elena had been cleaning the house the entire morning. After Caroline had moved in yesterday morning, the house looked like a bomb had exploded in it.

They surely had to make a few rules about housekeeping and grocery shopping or it wouldn't take long before the first fight would take place. Elena had always liked to live in a clean home. She hated it when everything looked messy. Her housemates on the other hand didn't seem to mind. She didn't dare to think about all the dirty things she found during the past hour or so. There were even pizza leftovers lying in the couch!

A few minutes ago, Damon had arrived home. He'd been out to find decent ingredients to make a fabulous dinner for when his friends arrived. It had been a while since the last time he saw his buddy, because Ric and Jenna had been on their honeymoon for the last three weeks. He looked very happy and was relieved that he was finally seeing them again.

The past two days had been wonderful, Elena thought smiling. After her heart to heart conversation with Damon, they continued to get to know each other even better. He told her a few new things about himself and she did the same. It felt really good to be closer to him, to actually see the progress they were making. She never realized how important it was to her that he would open up.

She could still remember the morning she had woken up after sleeping in the same bed as he. The look on his face had been so peaceful that she didn't think she'd ever seen him look more beautiful. At first she hadn't want to wake him up, so instead she'd kept staring at him like a creep. However, it didn't take long before he started to stir and woke up himself. The lazy smile on his lips when he saw her lying next to him had made her heartbeat speed up rapidly. It had been the first time they had woken up together.

The following moments had gone by silently since they'd kept staring at each other, both lost in thoughts. However, Stefan had stormed into the room, totally unaware of the fact that he would walk in on both Damon and Elena. He wanted to know if Damon could help to move Caroline's stuff so he'd been in shock when he opened the door. After that, he of course had to tell a certain blonde chatterbox about what happened and it took Elena a little over a hour to get Caroline to finally calm down and stop jumping around in joy; her plan succeeded.

Even today, the blonde couldn't stop chattering about how great of a cupid she had been. If it hadn't been for her friend, she'd probably never would have gone on a date with Damon and then ended up in bed with him. Without Caroline, they would still be walking on eggshells around each other, not daring to admit that they felt a certain attraction towards one another.

"Damon, could you zip me up?" Elena yelled from inside her bedroom. After she'd cleaned the house, she ran upstairs to take a shower and make herself ready. She wanted to look decent when she first met Alaric; it was never bad to leave a good impression on someone, especially when it was the best friend of someone close to you.

She was still hoping that Damon would change his mind about the entire relationship thing, though she was not planning on pushing his limits. He was too stubborn for that; he always reacted entirely the opposite way of what she wanted him to.

A few seconds later he came walking, a smirk across his features when he saw she was wearing his favorite dress. It was the one she wore on their date too. "What is it with you and zippers?" he questioned, laughing while he helped her out.

"I dunno. I guess I'm still not used to wearing dresses with these incredibly difficult zippers," she told him smiling, a shiver going through her spine when his fingertips touched her bare back. Damn the reaction her body had to his touch. She could feel her cheeks flush bright red from a single brush of his fingertips. Her body was entirely too sensitive.

"Well, you could always go running around in your underwear," he said smirking, taking a step back when he was done with her dress. "Or without any clothes," he whispered in thick voice, his lips brushing against her ear shell before he stepped out of her reach.

Elena's cheeks had become bright red while her panties soaked. He was being entirely inappropriate; however her body seemed to like his dirty talking very much. She closed her eyes for a second, ready to retort a snarky comment. Instead, all the words got stuck in her throat when she opened them and saw the lust reflecting in Damon's eyes.

Before she could over-think anything, she took a step towards him, threw her arms around his neck, and pushed her body flush against his. She hungrily attacked his lips, forgetting about everything he told her about not wanting a relationship. She kissed him with all the passion she had, moaning deeply when he finally reacted and opened his mouth so she could slip her tongue inside, exploring his divine taste. Her left hand was now tangled in his hair, while she pulled him closer with the right one. It seemed like she couldn't pull him close enough, she wanted more and more.

Damon had been surprised when she kissed him, however it was exactly where he had been longing for. The bulge in his pants became painfully hard, while his hands travelled lower and lower until he reached the hem of her dress and pulledit higher until she could easily straddle him. Within seconds, he'd pulled her onto the bed with him and started to massage her soft breasts through the fabric of the satin dress, her nipples hardening instantly.

Moaning loudly, Elena threw her head back. She dug her nails into his shoulders and started to rock her hips back and forth to create more friction. Just when she wanted to take of a few layers of his clothes, the doorbell rang, bringing them back from their little utopia. She let out a huff, sighing in annoyance while she slowly stood up, still panting heavily.

Damon on the other hand had to blink a few times before he finally realized what the hell was happening. He couldn't believe he'd let his walls down again, though he didn't regret their little ministration. He was just starting to enjoy their evening. With a smirk on his face, he gave Elena a quick peck on the lips before running downstairs to open the front door. He hopedit wasn't too obvious what he'd been doing only seconds ago.

Elena needed more time to recover from their heated kiss, her makeup was now smeared over her face and she had to erase the wrinkles out of her beautiful dress. She couldn't believe she kissed him again! She was supposed to keep her distance until he was ready for more than just sex, but no, of course she had to ruin it by herself. Those damned hormones! She was clearly giving him mixed signals now.

After a few minutes she descended the stairs, a tad nervous because she was finally meeting Damon's friend, Ric, and his wife. She could already hear them laughing from a distance and, when she walked into the living room, she saw the three of them sitting in the couch, drinking a glass of Italian white wine. It was the same Damon always used when he made her dinner, it wasn't too expensive and it tasted delicious.

"Hello, everyone," she spoke, smiling shyly. Luckily, Damon immediately broke the ice by asking her if she wanted a glass of wine, too. He introduced her as a good friend, which somehow made her feel a little sad. While she knew he wasn't ready to call her his girlfriend,that didn't mean that she couldn't hope that he'd ever call her his girl.

"I've heard a lot about you," Jenna said smiling, when she sat down next to her while the men were busy talking about the latest football game. "Damon called Ric at least ten times this week and the only thing I kept hearing was your name; you must have left a serious impression on him," the woman laughed.

Elena didn't really know how to react to that so she just smiled. She didn't even know that Damon talked about her to his friends. "So how do you like living here?" the woman asked curiously.

Elena guessed she was in her early thirties. Jenna looked like a very friendly person and Elena immediately felt comfortable around her, something that came as a surprise since she usually took her a long time to feel comfortable around someone new. "I love this small town. It's entirely different from where I've lived before but everyone here was very welcoming and nice to me," she told Jenna.

"Oh, I know what you mean. I've lived in big cities for years until I met Ric. He charmed his way into my life and we quickly moved in together. It was the first time I'd ever visited Mystic Falls. However, I truly like living here. The only things I miss are the shopping centers and discotheques. It's so quiet in this town."

"I know, right. I never realized how loud a city is until I moved here. After dark, it's eerily quiet outside," The two women kept talking about their former lives in the city while Damon and Alaric started to prepare the starters in the kitchen.

The time flew by and before Elena realized it, it was already past ten and the happy couple was leaving them. Dinner went perfectly well and it had been a long time since Elena enjoyed herself that much. Jenna was a lovely person and, for some reason, she actually reminded Elena of her mother Miranda. Alaric on the other hand was kind of a weirdo. He was fascinated by vampires and truly believed they existed. Elena thought it was a little crazy, though she didn't show them in any way that she actually thought the man was out of his mind. She didn't want to leave a bad impression and she actually liked Jenna too much to hurt the woman's feelings.

"It was lovely meeting you, Elena," the woman smiled, giving her a quick peck on the cheek. "I finally understand why Damon's so fond of you," she added softly so no one but Elena would hear her.

Elena blushed a little before hugging Jenna and telling her goodbye. The couple left the boarding house hand in hand, looking perfect together. Jenna seemed to have found her soul mate, Elena thought dreamily before walking towards the kitchen table to clean the mess they had made.

"You did more than enough already," Damon whispered in her ear, while coming to stand behind her and wrapping his arms around her frame. "We'll clean it up in the morning," he added before turning her around and pulling her flush against him. He nuzzled his face in her neck while he started to leave butterfly kisses on her shoulder blade. "I've been thinking about this the entire night," he told her, his voice just a few octaves lower than the last time he spoke.

Her heart was now thundering so loudly that she was afraid that it would jump out of her chest. She let out a soft moan when he started suckling on her pulse point. He was truly a master at working her zipper because, in less than a second, her dress was lying on the floor. She quickly stepped out of it and wrapped her legs around his waist.

He gently put her down on the couch, making sure not to crush her with his weight when he lay on top of her. During their little trip towards the sofa, Elena had been able to open the first three buttons of his dress shirt.

While one of her hands were tangled in his hair, the other one went down, lower and lower until she could finally caress the growing bulge in his pants. Damon let out a hiss and pulled at her hair roughly, making her moan in their kiss. "I can't wait to be buried deep inside of your wetness," he told her huskily, squeezing her ass.

"Then what are you waiting for?" she asked him, smiling wickedly before unbuttoning his jeans with a pop. Suddenly, everything went really quickly and, within a minute, their clothes were spread over the entire living room.

"Damn, you're so wet for me," Damon groaned when he touched her most intimate parts. Elena's eyes rolled to the back of her head, while he started to pump his finger inside her at a fast pace. She released a loud moan when he caressed her clit, twitching it between his fingers. He was officially too good at this she thought, close to entering heaven.

He knew so damn well what she wanted, though just before she would reach her peek, he pulled away giving her one of his brightest smirks. "You're evil," she told him whimpering at the loss.

"Don't worry, I'm far from done with you," he told before attacking her lips once more. Their tongues met in a battle for dominance, neither of them wanted to give in.

"I need you, now!" Elena demanded when she broke the kiss, pushing him down on the couch and straddling his hips. She was done waiting; she wanted him right then and there. She always loved being in control, certainly when it meant she could dominate Damon for a little while.

"Take what you want, babe," he told her winking, before sucking one of her nipples into his mouth and making her throw her head back in ecstasy.

"Oh don't worry, I will," she promised him, through moans. He was doing a magnificent job as always and she was having a hard time focusing. He could play her body like an instrument and while it was nice most of the time, it was also quite annoying when she wanted to take control herself.

Without further ado, she positioned herself above his member and slowly pushed down, letting him enter her inch by inch andstretch her inner walls. He filled her to the hilt, making her moan in appreciation. Once her inner muscles got used to his size, she slowly started to ride him, her nails scratching his chest.

"Fuck! You feel so good," she cursed, her breath becoming erratic. After a while, she changed the angle so he'd be hitting her G-spot with every thrust. She was sure her body would be exploding any second by the way her heart was beating frantically.

"Harder, faster!" she yelled, while coming closer and closer to reaching her supernova. Always the gentleman, Damon complied and speed up the pace, pumping into her rapidly. She was so damned tight and it was becoming hard to keep his lower body in control.

Within a minute, her walls started to clamp around his dick, squeezing him tightly, taking her away in waves of pleasure. He came right after her, making her orgasm even more intense when she felt him spill his seed deep inside of her. Her head was spinning and she had trouble breathing.

They were both panting heavily when they came down from their high, Elena lying on top of Damon's chest, her eyes closed tightly. "That was amazing," she said with a hoarse voice.

"You were amazing," he told her, softly caressing her cheek while she opened her eyes to look at him. She gave him a lazy smile before nestling her face in the crook of his neck.

Damon gave her a quick peck on her forehead before pulling a blanket from underneath the couch and draping it over their bodies. "I could stay like this forever," he told her softly, wrapping his arms around her petite frame.

"Me too," she whispered right before falling asleep in his arms.

Exactly one hour later, Caroline and Stefan arrived home. They'd gone out for dinner since they didn't want to interrupted their friends evening. Stefan had only met Alaric once so he wasn't planning on joining them. Most of the time, Damon hung out with Ric at a bar or at his place. That's why Stefan probably didn't know the guy that well.

He would rather have a little rendezvous with his girlfriend in a fancy restaurant than stay at home anyway. "Oh my gosh, you should see them!" he heard Caroline squeal when they walked inside the boarding house.

Rolling his eyes, he looked at the spot Caroline's was pointing at and a confused look came across his face. His brother was lying on the couch with Elena in his arms. Even with the little blanket hovering over their bodies, they still looked quite exposed. It wasn't hard to put two and two together to realize what had happened that night. Of course he knew that there was more going on between them after he walked in on them only two days ago. However, he didn't think they'd become a couple for real. Damon usually didn't let the same girl in his bed twice.

"I just hope he's not taking advantage of her," Stefan said softly, looking at Caroline.

"Oh come on, you know you brother better than that! He's crazy about her, he'd never hurt her on purpose," his girlfriend told him, turning towards the staircase which headed toward their bedroom.

"Maybe not on purpose, but you'll see," the younger brother answered, following his girlfriend upstairs. He knew that Damon cared about Elena; maybe he had even deeper feelings for her than that. However, he also knew that Damon had been through a few rough years. He'd been hurt deeply and Stefan wasn't sure that anyone could ever repair the damage.

Judgy Stefan does not approve of their relationship! Luckily we have Caroline to change his mind! ;)

Elena opened up to Damon as well and their relationship will only develop during the next few chapters. However, more drama is always lurking around the corner.

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