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.
"Elena, no." Damon groaned as Elena's lips latched onto his neck, sucking on his pulse point. "We *groan* have to *moan* check out soon."
"I think we have time for a quickie." Elena purred, pushing Damon onto the bed and mounting him.
"Elen-aaaaaaaaaaa!" Damon groaned as she sunk down onto his already hard arousal. Elena continued to rock her hips against his as his hands reached for her breasts, teasing her nipples.
"L-love y-you!" Elena moaned, her head thrown back in pleasure as he thrust up into her core.
"Love you more." Damon huffed out as he pulled her down for a long kiss, swallowing her screams as she met her climax. Her walls tightened around him, sending him into his own orgasm soon after.
"Mmm." Elena moaned, burying her head into his chest.
"When did you turn into a sex addict?" Damon remarked, running his fingers through her chocolate tresses.
"The real question is when did you turn me into such a sex addict."
"Oh, so it's my fault." He felt her nod against his chest. "How so?"
"You were the one who gave me a taste of your body."
"Well that's the only taste you're getting. Come on, we have to get dressed and on the road."
"Fine." She huffed, sauntering around the room naked.
"Actually, on second thought we could probably use a shower." Damon remarked, tossing her naked body over his shoulder and carrying her into the bathroom.
An hour later, Damon and Elena entered the lobby both with silly grins covering their faces. Damon pulled Elena towards the desk were Tommy was currently working.
"We'd like to check out of room 1864." Damon smirked as he draped his arm around Elena's shoulders, allowing his fingertips to graze along her breast.
"You missed check out by 50 minutes so, you're going to have to pay a fine." Tommy said smugly.
"Oh, that's no problem." Damon smirked, handing his credit card over. "Believe me it was worth it. See, my fiancée here just can't keep her hands off me."
"Damon." Elena chided, smacking his chest lightly.
"See what I mean?" Damon questioned, looking at Tommy's disgruntled expression. "Have a nice day, I know I will."
Caroline and Klaus were sitting on the loveseat in the parlour, watching a movie and enjoying their much needed alone time. Since Elena and Damon had been gone, they had christened almost every room in the house, many times. Klaus was placing hot kisses along Caroline's neck, succeeding in distracting her from the terrible movie about sparkling vampires. His hand slowly inched up her top, exposing the lacy blue of her bra. However, just as his hand moved to flick the front clasp open, the front door was flung open and in staggered Damon and Elena. Damon and Elena were so lost in their intense make out session that they didn't see the couple on the couch who were watching on with interest.
"Ahem!" Caroline coughed, causing Elena to jump away from Damon and cover her kiss swollen lips.
"Caroline... You're totally cock-blocking me." Damon scowled, pulling Elena in front of him to hide the tent in his trousers.
"What? I don't have a dick." Caroline stated, completely confused. "Anyway, I need Elena."
"Believe me, I think I need her more." Damon smirked, grinding his arousal into Elena's behind, eliciting a small moan from her. Caroline walked towards the couple pulling Elena away from Damon's embrace.
"Please tell me you scream when you get good news!" Caroline exclaimed, holding onto Elena's arms.
"She definitely scream when she gets something." Damon smirked.
"I'm engaged." Caroline squealed, completely ignoring Damon. Damon watched on with a small smile as the girls started screaming and jumping and producing a chorus of 'Oh my God's. The screaming suddenly stopped when Caroline grabbed Elena's hand and held it up in the air.
"What's this?" She questioned, pointing at the ring on Elena's finger.
"You're not the only one who got engaged, Blondie." Damon smirked, pulling Elena into his arms and placing a kiss to her temple.
"Well done, mate." Klaus smiled, slapping a hand on Damon's back. "It won't beat my proposal though."
"Oooh! Let me tell it!" Caroline pleaded, to which Klaus simply smiled. "It was amazing! He had a horse ridden carriage pick us up and we traveled all over the town in it. Then, when we were getting off to go to the restaurant, he pulled out a scroll and handed it to me. I was really confused but when I opened it up he had drawn a picture of me and the horse and there was a circle drawn around the ribbon on it's neck. So, I walked towards the horse and I discovered that a ring was hanging from the ribbon. Then, Klaus untied the ribbon and pulled me to stand in front of him before he got down on one knee and proposed!"
"Then, we did the nasty in the bathroom of the restaurant." Klaus smirked as Caroline bush.
"Mine tops that. I was nekkid." Damon smirked as Elena's eyes bulged out.
"The deal's off." Elena hissed. "No more sex for you."
"Like you can resist this body." Damon winked, pulling her to his chest.
"I'm sure I can."
"Forgive me?" Damon pouted, a smile forming when he saw her thoughtful expression. "Please?"
"Fine." She huffed before laughing quietly. "I love you."
"I love you, too." He whispered, leaning down for a soft kiss.
"Aww!" Caroline cooed, clapping her hands. "Have you done the dirty yet?"
"Like bunnies!"
"Damon!" Elena admonished.
Damon groaned as he was awoken from his peaceful sleep at ridiculous o'clock in the morning. He looked at the phone on his bedside table that was buzzing incessantly. He picked it up, sliding out of bed so as not to wake his sleeping fiancée and tip-toed out onto the landing.
"Liz, do you have any idea what time it is?" Damon grumbled into his phone as he rubbed his forehead.
"Oh sorry, did you have to tear youself away from your fiancée?" She replied, sarcasm and disapproval lacing her voice.
"I am going to kill Caroline." Damon grumbled.
"Look, Damon. From a professional point of view, you really shouldn't be getting involved with her."
"Liz-"
"But, according to my daughter and I quote, you are so shit faced happy it's sickening, so I am going to let it slide."
"Thank-"
"On one condition."
"Anything."
"You make sure she knows that she's a part of our family now, no matter what." She replied sternly.
"Thank you, Liz. Is that the only reason you called?" Damon questioned, itching to get back into bed with the brunette angel currently residing there.
"No, it's not. We might have a lead on the John Gilbert case. Apparently, he fixed his car and got a new paint job so all we need are the receipts and we can nail him for Grayson's murder."
"Wow. So, you want me to pay him a visit?"
"No, we will send Tyler tomorrow. You're still undercover amd we don't want to blow that. Can you come into the station for an hour or two just to cover some paper work?"
"Yeah, sure. I'll be there in ten minutes." He said as he hung up the phone.
"Elena." Damon whispered, kissing her forehead as he leaned over her in the bed.
"Mmm?" She moaned in response.
"I have to go to the station for a few hours, will you be okay here?" He felt her nod against him and smiled, she really wasn't a morning person.
"Why d'ya h've t'be at st'ion?" She mumbled, burying her head in the pillow.
"I have to fill in some paper work." He explained, petting her hair. "Just so you know, John will be going to jail as soon as we find his car repair receipts." He watched as Elena's eyes widened slightly. "Elena?"
"Hmm?"
"Is something wrong?" He asked, wondering why her eyes had bulged out at the mention of John. "We'll catch him soon if that's what you're worried about."
Elena nodded against the pillow, "I know, I just worry." She said with a comforting smile.
"You have nothing to worry about." He replied giving her a soft kiss. "Go back to sleep and I'll be home to ravish you later." He smirked as her eyes filled with lust.
"Love you." She murmered, kissing him before letting her head fall to the pillow and her eyes close. Damon smiled, leaving the room and closing the door quietly behind him.
As soon as the front door closed, Elena shot up in the bed her eyes wide open as all sense of sleep was evaded from her body. She scrambled from the bed, tugging clothes onto her naked body. She looked at the clock to see that it was 10am and realised that John would be at his daily gambling hole. The police needed the repair receipts and she was going to get them.
Bit of a cliffhanger! Review :) Amy x