AN: Thank you for all of your reviews! There was mixed reviews for the pregnancy part but, Elena will not be getting pregnant straight away! Last thing, there are only three chapters and and epilogue left!
Summary: John Gilbert owes money to the notorious Damon Salvatore and Klaus Mikaelson. What happens when the only thing he has that is of any value is Elena? AU/AH
Rated: M
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters, only the plot is mine.
"Damooooooooon!" Elena moaned as she was aroused from her sleep. She lifted the sheet to see Damon's head firmly buried between her thighs. Her hand dropped the sheet and her head fell to the pillow with a silent scream as Damon's tongue thrusted into her core. She opened her eyes to see the sheet bobbing up and down with Damon's head as he brought her to the brink of pleasure. She whined when he stopped, resorting to begging to get him to continue. She was about to call him a tease when his head surfaced from underneath the sheets and he suddenly impaled her onto his cock.
"Good morning." He grunted as he thrust into her quickly.
"G-Greaaaaat morningggg!" Elena moaned as he pounded into her, hitting her G-spot with each thrust.
"Cum for me, love." Damon encouraged as he watched her face scrunch up with pleasure.
"Damon- I need, I need-"
"What do you need, E-lena?" Damon grunted, knowing exactly what she wanted but wanting her to ask for it.
"Touch me." Elena pleaded, looking into his ocean eyes.
"Where?" Damon questioned slowing down his thrusts.
"You know were, Damon." She grumbled.
"You're going to have to tell me."
"My... clit." She whispered.
"That's my girl." Damon smirked, snaking his hand down her body and rubbing her clit. He sped up his thrusts, lying above her balancing on one arm as his hand rubbed tantalising circles on her clit.
"Damon- I think-" Elena moaned loudly as her orgasm overtook her. Damon shifted his hand from her clit to hold onto the headboard as he thrust into her with force. He grunted his release and moaned a low 'Elena' as his seed shot into her awaiting core. He collapsed on top of her sated and spent.
"I didn't hurt you, did I?" Damon murmured from his position on her chest, his face buried between her breasts.
"Nope. You rocked my world, Salvatore." Elena whispered as she sifted her fingers through his hair. She smiled as he emitted a low purr of approval.
"I wish I could call you Mrs. Salvatore."
"Really?" He nodded against her chest.
"I wanted you from the first moment I saw you and now that I've had you, I'm never letting you go." He explained, moving to capture her lips in a tender, loving kiss.
"Are you asking me to marry you?" She said tilting her head in amazement.
"Not yet." Damon smiled, moving to leave the bed. He walked around the room stark naked, looking for something. He made a sound of approval before moving to her side of the bed. He grabbed her legs pulling them so they were hanging off the edge of the bed. Damon slowly leant down on one knee, taking her left hand in his.
"Elena Marie Gilbert, will you do me the honour of marrying me and becoming Mrs Elena Marie Salvatore?"
"Damon, we can't get married." She whispered, shaking her head.
"I don't mean we should get married right this second, Elena. I love you and I could see myself marrying you someday."
"Then why not save the proposal for later?" Elena questioned.
"If we're engaged now then it will mean that the MFPD can't take you away from me. They will think it's unethical for us to be together but if we're engaged, it shows we're serious about one another."
"Okay." Elena said with a small smile. "Ask me again."
"Elena, will you marry me?"
"Yes!" Elena exclaimed as Damon smiled with glee and placed a party ring biscuit on her finger. "I think it's too big!" She chuckled as she took in her 'engagement ring'.
"I'll get you a real one today." Damon smiled. "Come on, we can go get one now."
"What about a celebratory quickie in the shower?" Elena said coyly, sauntering towards the bathroom stark naked. "Oh, and just, by the way never mention that you were naked when you proposed."
"I'll comply as long as we get to have sex every day."
"Deal." Elena smirked, turning on the shower.
"Are you ever going to join me?" Elena questioned as she saw Damon standing by their bed. "I mean, I'm all wet and I haven't even been in the shower yet." She smirked, suggestively. Damon needed no further encouragement to chase her into the shower and take her against the glass wall.
"This is the one." Damon exclaimed, looking at the princess cut 9 carat diamond ring. The ring consisted of a silver band with several smaller diamonds encrusted into the band, surrounding the large diamond in the middle.
Damon quickly paid for the ring and moved towards Elena who was standing beside the necklaces as he hadn't allowed her to see his choice.
He let out a small cough indicating his arrival. She turned to greet him but gasped at the ring he was presenting to her, encased in a small red box.
"It's beautiful."
"It's yours." Damon murmured, slipping the ring onto the third finger of her left hand and lowering his head to press a soft kiss on her finger.
"I love you." Elena smiled, pulling him in for a lingering kiss.
"I love you too, fiancée." Damon smirked, he already loved saying that and was tempted to greet random strangers just so that he could introduce her.
The couple made their way out of the shop and walked along the streets, not caring where they were going but instead just basking in their new found love. Damon couldn't help touching her as they walked, whether it be an arm wrapped around her waist, her hand held tightly in his or small kisses brushed against her hair and temple. He was about to brush another kiss to her hair when she suddenly squealed with glee.
"Damon, look! There's a fair!" She exclaimed dragging on his hand like a little girl.
"It's good for you then that your fiancée is the best at the hoop game."
"Yeah, I'm sure you have that wrist action down to a tee."
"Oh, was that a sexually charged joke?" Damon smirked. "Glad to see I'm rubbing off on you."
"You can rub me any time." Elena whispered into his ear, nipping at it as she pulled him into the fairground.
"Ooh! When did you turn into such a little minx?"
"Maybe when I realised there was nothing better than having you buried deep inside me." Elena teased. Damon groaned as he was bombarded with images from last night and that morning of his length surging into her molten core.
"You were made for me." He smirked, pulling her underneath his arm.
"Yeah, and you were made to win me that bear!" She exclaimed, running over to what just happened to be his game.
Two hours later, Elena and Damon were passionately making out in the photo booth. They finally broke apart when they heard a few whistles and cheering from outside. Damon quickly made his way out of the booth only to be confronted by what looked to be a whole team of high school football players. He looked towards the photo booth only to realise that their photos had been printed a few minutes ago and everyone was able to see them. They had started out innocent enough with a few grins and loving looks as well as some with her newly won teddy bear but then quickly escalated into fully fledged make out pictures. He quickly grabbed the photos and Elena's hand dragging her through the crowd of football players. He smiled as he noticed Elena's blush.
"There's no need to be embarrassed. Believe me it's impossible to deny this body." He smirked and wiggled his eyebrows in the way that got her all hot and bothered.
"Well, no woman is getting their slutty little hands on you." She demanded.
"Possessive Elena, I like."
"Well you are mine."
"I am." He confirmed pressing a kiss to the back of her hand. "Anything else you want to do or can I take you back to our hotel room and ravish you?"
"I'm all for the ravishing but first, I want a kiss on top of the Ferris wheel." She said, pointing to the large and brightly shining ride.
"We'll have to be quick, it looks like he's closing up." He said pointing to the man who looked like he was going to shut the power off. Damon quickly moved towards the man whispering into his ear and placing some bills subtly into the man's hand. Damon waved Elena over, and followed her into their carriage. He had to admit, the view of the town was beautiful, especially when it was all lit up and surrounded by the night sky. The carriage settled to a stop at the top of the wheel, enabling them to look out over the whole town. Elena watched as Damon moved towards her before she grabbed him, pulling him in for a carnal kiss. Damon smirked, his plan could not be going any better. He slowly pushed her onto her back and reach down to undo his zipper. The sound of the zip being unfastened cut through to Elena's mind swiftly causing her to break the kiss.
"What are you doing?" Elena hissed, looking around even though no one could see them at this height.
"Having my way with you, of course." Damon smirked, pushing her dress up around her hips.
"We can't."
"Sure we can." Damon smirked, pushing her panties aside and plunging his erection into her centre. "See, I told you we could." Elena let out a low moan as his hips surged into her dripping folds. To be honest, she was getting even more turned on by the fact that they were outside, were anyone could hear them.
Damon kissed her tenderly; swallowing her moans whilst she swallowed his own low groans. Elena screamed out her climax with a loud "Yes!" as Damon followed soon after, groaning his own pleasure into her neck.
They dressed quickly as the carriage began to move but Damon couldn't help but smirk as Elena looked well fucked.
"Do you think he heard us?" Elena exclaimed, suddenly remembering the operator of the Ferris wheel.
"Oh, yes. But he thought I was proposing to you so he probably thought your 'Yes' was in regards to my proposal and not the orgasm I just gave you." Damon thanked the man profusely for allowing them on the ride, letting the man believe he had just helped a man get engaged and not laid.
"Damon, I'm kind of hungry." Elena whined as they made their way out of the fairground.
"Do you want to get dinner somewhere?"
Elena shook her head. "I just want some melted chocolate and a hot body to eat it off." Damon froze at her suggestion. "You have the hot body I need, now all that's left is the chocolate. Do you think you could find me some?" Elena had barely finished her sentence before Damon was running down the street and into a small shop. She followed behind him, walking along the street with a smile on her face. Damon emerged from the shop a few minutes later, his arms full of chocolate.
"I hope you don't mind, but I got a few extras." He said gesturing towards the can of whipped cream and strawberries.
"Hmm. It seems like you got a lot of food. Maybe you'll have to eat some off me too." Damon quickly grabbed Elena's hand, balancing his purchases in one hand, before he began rushing off in the direction of their hotel with Elena's laugh surrounding the air.
Hope you enjoyed this chapter! Amy x
