Giving In: Chapter fourteen
If every word I said, Could make you laugh
I'd talk forever
I asked the sky just what we had,
It showed forever
If the song I sing to you, Could fill your heart with joy
I'd sing forever
Forever, Forever,
I've been so happy loving you
"Yeah Care, tonight. Can you?" Elena asked, finishing curling her hair into big curls.
"Of course I can! Tell your parents you're coming over my house tonight—last minute studying or some kind of that crap." Caroline said over the phone.
"Thanks Caroline, I owe you a big one." Elena smiled in relief. She placed her curling iron down and took the phone off of "speaker," as she opened her closet doors.
"Don't worry about it; I'm just so excited for you!" Caroline squealed over the phone.
"Relax Care, we're just going out." Elena reasoned, looking through her clothes.
"On a date—a first date! And you know what happened with me and Klaus on our first date." Elena could practically hear her smirking.
"Damon and I aren't Klaus and you, Care." Elena reassured her friend, "Besides, I'm not ready for that."
"Oh come on 'Lena, you gotta lose it sometime." Caroline tried to reason.
"Care I don't want to rush into that yet." Elena confessed.
"You're right, do what you want to do. I love you 'Lena, and know that I love you when I say this. Damon is very familiar with woman—I'm not sure how long he's gone without having a woman on his dick—If you're not ready, don't be pressured into doing ANYTHING with him." She told her friend. "If he pushes you into doing anything, just tell me and I'll kick his tattooed ass."
"Thanks Care, I love you. I don't think Damon is like that though. I mean, it's usually me who starts whatever we do." Elena blushed thinking of earlier today.
"What do you mean 'whatever we do?' What have you done?!" She squealed through the phone.
"Stuff." Elena giggled, pulling dome clothing from her closet.
"Elena Marie Gilbert you vixen! Have you gone on him?"
"Caroline, have some decency!" Elena scolded. "No I didn't—and ew! Besides, even if I did," Elena shivered at the idea. "Why would I tell you about that?"
"It's not ew." Caroline mumbled.
"You've done it?!" Elena asked astonished.
"Now Elena, WHY would I tell you about THAT?" Caroline threw Elena's previous words back at her.
"Fine, whatever." Elena sighed. "But you'll never be hearing about me doing that...ever." She promised. The thought of someone's mouth wrapped around a penis was disgusting for her. Who in their right mind would do something like that? No no no, ew.
"Alright then, little innocent Elena." Caroline laughed. "Now tell me what the hell you're wearing!"
"I can't decide! I don't even know what we're doing, how should I know what to wear?"
"Well, its Damon—don't expect a fancy restaurant with a gourmet meal. When me, you, Klaus and him were out to dinner you could tell he didn't belong there—both of them. It's not their kind of place."
"So what do you think we're doing?" Elena questioned.
"Not sure—which is why you need an outfit that could be perfect for anything he has planned." Caroline decided. "Don't worry, I'm on my way."
"Ugh, hurry."
Damon sat in the den of the boarding house, his feet propped up on the coffee table with a glass of bourbon in hand. He sat back in front of the fireplace and watched as the delicate colored flames danced with one another.
The blazing embers of moving light traveled across his icy eyes as he was stuck in his thoughts—t he thoughts that have been consuming him whole ever since a couple hours ago.
Elena.
She was growing on him in ways he can't explain. He's caring for her in ways he can't explain. He's falling for her in ways he can't explain. When did life get so difficult for him? He was Damon Salvatore, the biggest problem he ever had was being in jail—now it's his feelings for this one girl.
This one beautiful girl.
She was so innocent, yet so devious and sexy. He couldn't put his finger on it as to how she could come off as it, but he didn't mind. To him, everything about Elena was perfect—and that's what confused him.
Damon has been with his fair share of women, and he normally just used them and barely paid attention to them. But it didn't stop him from always finding one detail about them that he didn't like. It could have been their voice, hair, face, body, personality, you name it. He always found something "wrong" with each woman he's been with—even Katherine. It was her bitchy attitude towards others, he hated it more than anything but he cared for her more than anything as well—past tense.
With Elena, he couldn't find anything—except for her fear of letting herself go for once, though he found it cute.
Cute? Really, Salvatore? Cute?
How could he call the girl he dry humped in his car a few hours ago "cute?"
Yup, ways he can't explain.
She makes his head spin and she doesn't even try—she just acts herself. She's naturally that way and it's making him crazy. She didn't want things, yet she did want things.
Right then and there is when Damon Salvatore decided that Elena Gilbert will be the death of him.
That didn't mean he minded being with her—Fuck, he loved it. He just wished he could be taken back to when they were in his car. After that, all he wanted to do was drive her back here.
The things he wanted to do to her.
He was getting hard thinking of it all, he had to focus on something else before he went to pick her up with a huge ass bulge in his jeans.
Luckily, he had something else due to the front door opening and closing. Moments later, Stefan walked into the room.
"Care to join me, Stef?" he smirked, holding up a glass.
Stefan surprised him, instead of giving him a death glare or insulting him, he actually sat down and poured himself a glass of the alcohol.
"You know this is illegal, serving a minor. I could end up back in that shithole."
Stefan cracked a smile before he took a large gulp, not once flinching from the burning liquid.
"Believe me, you'll weasel your way out if you got thrown back in." Stefan lifted his glass.
"Very true, brother." Damon said, clinking his glass with Stefan's before taking another chug of the amber fluid.
They sat in a silence for a while; the only sound being heard was the cracking of the fire.
"Don't hurt her." Stefan said, breaking the silence.
Damon lifted his brow.
"Elena." Stefan elaborated. "Don't hurt her. I can't stop you guys from seeing each other, but I do have a chance to prevent her heart from getting broken." He said. "This is that chance."
"What keeps making you think I'm going to hurt her?" He questioned.
"Come on, Damon." Stefan sighed. "You do know I live here too, that I've heard you kick those girls out the second they gave you what you wanted when you got out of jail." He fought. "That maybe you didn't hear, but I did. I heard them crying their fucking eyes out because of you." He said.
Damon just stared, waiting for the rest of whatever he had to say
"All the girls that you've run dry, played out, screwed over…I don't want Elena to become one of them. She's my best friend, Damon. I know what you secretly, deep down want from her, and I can't stop you from wanting that, but I don't want you to take advantage of her—she's younger than me!"
He didn't say a word, he just waited for his little brother to slowly regain himself and calm down.
"I know we don't come off to the best of terms." He stated. "We don't see eye to eye; we barely have a relationship." He confessed before looking at his brother. "But I'm asking you this now, that if you have a heart, if you even care about me—care about her," He sighed. "Don't hurt her."
Damon looked at his brother, the whole time he's been back all he got from Stefan was hate. Now he's actually talking sincere to him and for his friend—that one girl.
She worms her way into everyone's hearts.
"I promise," he breathed. "I promise you, I won't hurt her."
Stefan just looked at him and shook his head. He didn't believe him quite yet.
"I've hurt women who thought I was going to love them and solve their problems when all I did was add to them." Damon confessed with a bidder laugh. "I didn't care about one of them." He looked up. "I can tell you this right now, Elena is not one of those girls. I'm not going to treat her like she is one. I'm not gonna add her to 'that list.' She's different."
"She is." Stefan agreed.
"I'm not gonna hurt her, brother." Damon reassured, looking at him, not daring to break eye contact.
They just stared at each other; no one saying a word, no one uttering a single sound.
"I'm trusting you, Damon." Stefan said breaking the silence, before he stood up and walked out of the room.
Well that put a damper on things, he thought.
Damon stood up shortly after to start getting ready to pick Elena up. As he stood, he looked down at his now bulge-free pants.
"At least one problem was taken care of." He mumbled to himself before heading towards his room.
"Okay…done!" Caroline said, finishing Elena's makeup. She handed her a hand-mirror and Elena stared at her reflection.
"Wow, it looks great Care!" Elena smiled. "Really, I love it."
"Why, thank you." She laughed. "Now look at you, let me see the full view. Stand up."
Elena stood up from her desk chair and showed herself to her friend.
"Are you sure this is good?" She asked unsure.
"Of course! It's sweet yet sexy, innocent yet naughty. It's comfy and flirty as well!" Caroline convinced her.
Elena stood wearing an ivory lace corset with a zip front. It had crossing shoulder straps as well. Along with the top, she wore black high waist slim skinny jeans. For shoes, she dolled up the look with black platform gun ankle boots, giving her an extra few inches in height. To tone down the look a bit, she finished the clothing off with an ivory, oversized, rib sleeved, knitted stitch cardigan. It was cozy and gave the look a very comfortable undertone.
To accessorize, she wore ivory carved rose earrings. Caroline painted her nails a beigy pink to match her top. Elena's makeup was set in a nude and natural palette. Her eye shadow had a beige and rose undertone, along with black eyeliner and mascara. Caroline used a black eye shadow to soften the look and smudge out the colors a bit. The colors blended in so well with her outfit. Her face was finished off with a natural bare lip gloss.
Elena curled her hair before, but she pulled it all over to one side of her head, her chocolate curls spilling down her right shoulder and leaving the left side of her neck bare.
"Perfect." Caroline gushed, admiring her work on her friend.
Elena smiled, and walked over to her cell phone to check the time.
"We finished early." She said. "I still have a little more than a half hour before Damon should be here."
"Perfect! Just enough time to tell me everything that's happened between you and your boyfriend since you met…you've never spilled many things."
"Maybe because they're private?"
"Oh please, I tell you everything about Klaus and I."
I never asked in the first place, Elena thought.
"Fine…what do you wanna know?" She said, putting her phone in her long strapped beige bag and sitting on her bed. Caroline sat shortly after her.
"Start with what happened at the Lockwood party…you never told me what happened that day."
Here we go…
Slipping on his leather jacket, Damon was ready to go. He was actually excited for tonight. He wanted to see her again—maybe even get some action.
Thinking of which, maybe he was going to get some action later on tonight. Damon checked his jean pockets in search for any foil packets that could have been inside. It was always nice to be prepared—oh how he wanted to use them tonight.
"That sexy piece of virgin ass won't go fucking near you." Damon recalled Mason Lockwood's previous words and let them echo through his mind.
Of course.
Elena was a virgin.
Why would he think she wouldn't be? But why should he believe a word Mason says? Elena does have a naughty side, maybe she's very secretive. Damon wiggled his brows at the thought.
When he found that his pockets didn't have not one condom in them, he walked over to his nightstand. He opened the top drawer and the box of protection was empty. He was Damon Salvatore—he's never unprepared. He always has extra.
He opened the bottom draw to find four boxes on unopened condoms—totally Damon Salvatore. He opened a new box and grabbed a couple of the packets. Just ask he was about to shut the drawer, something caught his eye. Way in the back of the piece of furniture laid Damon's gun.
He picked it up and studied the pistol. The memories it brought back, especially the ones right before he got locked up—it felt good to have it in his hands again, he forgot it was here.
Guess he had is mind occupied with some other things—or someone.
He checked to see that it was fully loaded. Real smart, Salvatore, leaving a fully loaded gun in your house while you were in jail for two fucking years
He smirked at his weapon. What he would do with it now. They say prison changes you, and it did change Damon. He was filled with more hate, and he wants revenge more than anything.
And he will.
"Wow." Caroline said. "Your boyfriend can be very sweet when he wants to be."
"I don't know if that was sweet, Care." Elena answered. "I was grateful for what he did, but I wouldn't call it sweet. Mason came walking back with a red sore face, clutching his ribs."
"All to protect your honor, 'Lena." Caroline shot back. "Damon beat up Mason to protect you. That is sweet."
Before Elena could answer her phone beeped. She reached into her bag and got it to see it was a text from the devil himself.
Almost there. Come outside, Gorgeous. -D
She smiled, and then turned to her friend.
"He'll be here soon, I got to wait outside."
Caroline nodded excitedly as she gathered her belongings. Elena grabbed her bag and headed down the stairs with Caroline. As they stepped off the last step, they saw Elena's parents watching TV in the living room.
"Where are you two going?" Grayson turned to them.
"We're heading to The Grill, then to Care's house to study. Maybe watch some movies after." Elena lied through her teeth and smiled.
"Alright, have fun. Remember it's a school night, Lena." Her mother cut in.
"Got it," Elena said waving to her mother.
"Elena, wait up for a second." Grayson said, getting up from the couch. "Can I talk to you for a second in the kitchen?" He motion towards the room.
Elena gave Caroline a look, telling her to wait there before following her dad into the kitchen.
"What's up?" She asked her father.
He leaned against the kitchen counter and looked at his daughter.
"I want to ask you something." He said.
"Shoot."
"How do you feel about Mason Lockwood?" He asked her.
What? Elena's stomach dropped.
Does he know what happened? What the hell, what the hell?
"What do you mean?" She asked.
"Do you like him?"
Fuck no.
"Um, well I don't really know him, Dad." She said, rubbing her sleeve. She thought it would be better to lie instead of start drama.
Wait a minute…
"Why do you ask?" She questioned.
"As you know, Richard Lockwood is a close friend of mine, another founding family member as well." He stared, and Elena nodded. "He recently discussed with me that his nephew, Mason has taken an interest in you."
Hell to the no.
"Um," Elena stuttered. "Why-why are you telling be this?"
"He seems like a nice young man, and this could help our families." He stated, dodging her question.
Nice young man my fucking ass.
"How so? How could this help our families?" She asked offended.
"It's complicated, Elena." He said matter of factly. "It could be good publicity for our families in this town."
"Publicity? Publicity for what? You are aware of how small our town is?"
"Don't raise your voice at me, Elena." He said firmly and strict. "And yes, I'm aware. Look, form what I can see is that he's a fair young man. He's a bit older, but he looks like a good match."
In what world?
"Just think about it, alright, Elena?"
The hell I will. No fucking way in hell. What is going on?
"Okay, Dad." She said. "Can I go now?"
"Go ahead Sweetie, have fun."
He hates Damon's guts, but likes Mason Lockwood? Unbelievable.
They walked out of the kitchen together, where Grayson sat back down on the couch and Elena started towards the door with Caroline on her tail.
"What was that about?" Caroline asked.
"Ugh, nothing. I'll tell you tomorrow." Elena said.
I'm not going to let what he said ruin tonight.
Damon's car was here, but in front of the neighbor's house to be discrete.
"Have fun." Caroline winked before giving Elena a quick hug and hopping into her car, and soon driving away.
Elena took a deep breath and started walking towards Damon's camaro, her platforms clicking against the concrete. She was nervous, she had no idea what a date with Damon Salvatore—her boyfriend—would be like.
She still can't stop thinking about how he's her boyfriend. How rebellious.
This is it, she thought before walking up to his car. He got out, and jumped over the hood to where she was standing. He looked her over and smirked.
"You look so se—beautiful." He corrected himself. Dammit, Salvatore.
She mumbled a shy 'thank you' as he opened the car door for her. She got in, and Damon took the opportunity to smell her. Call him crazy, but her scent just drove him wild.
He closed the door before hopping over the hood once more to his side and getting in. He looked her over once more, admiring that she was now his. He just loved it. He smirked at her, before turning his eyes to the road and driving away from her street.
Both unaware of the pair of eyes that were watching them.
"KLAUS." Caroline screamed as she walked into Klaus' apartment.
"Caroline?" Klaus called from his living room.
She took off her beige cardigan and put her matching purse down on the table that was right by the door, leaving her in her black back vest top, white skinny jeans, and beige heels. She followed his voice and walked into the room to see him with the rest of the "gang," Dean, Lee, and Brady. They were sitting on his leather couches, looking over some piece of paper that sat on the coffee table.
"What are you doing? What's that?" She pointed to the paper.
"Nothing important, love." Klaus said, standing in front of her. He blocked her view so he could put his hands behind his back and motion to the guys to put the paper away.
He leaned down, capturing her lips in a light kiss.
What Caroline didn't know was that it was the plans for their next hold up—Damon and Klaus' doing.
"What are you doing here, babe?" He asked her once he knew he got her attention.
"I wanted to talk to you about—something." She looked at the rest of the guys.
Klaus sighed and turned to the men.
"Get out." He told them.
"What the hell?" Lee said
"Yeah, come on man." Dean agreed.
"Get the fuck out, come back tomorrow." Klaus snapped. He really did have a bad temper.
"Fucking whipped as shit." Brady mumbled as he, as well as Lee and Dean left the apartment.
"What's going on, love?" Klaus asked, moving them over to the couch.
"Damon and Elena are on a date!" She squealed.
He looked at her in confusion.
"Damon? On a date?" He smirked, rubbing her legs. It was hard to believe.
"Yup." She popped the 'p.'
He couldn't believe it. He took her on a date. He knew his best friend was getting soft.
Klaus chuckled, for he was completely amused.
"I understand it's hard to believe, love." He rubbed her bare shoulder. "You came here just to tell me that though?" He smirked.
He knew his girl; he knew why she really came here, what she really wanted.
She blushed fifty shades of pink and looked down, playing with her blonde curls.
"Sweetheart," Klaus said, lifting her chin to face him. He wiggled his brows at her.
Hearing Elena talk about Damon made Caroline miss her man, and thinking about
Klaus usually made her hot.
That's why she came, she wanted him right now, needed him.
And he knew.
She smirked at him before standing up and running away as fast as her legs could take her, her heels clinking against the floor.
Klaus got up and chased her into his bedroom, closing the door behind him.
You could guess what happened next—and for the rest of the night.
"Where are we going?" Elena asked, breaking the silence they've been sitting in.
He glanced at her, taking the cigarette out of his mouth and winked. "You'll see." He said, before looking back on the road.
The whole car ride so far, they barley talked. All that was heard was Damon's music from the radio and the sound of the wind blowing, because the roof of the camaro was down.
She watched as he blew out a thick white cloud of smoke out of his mouth. She was in such a trance; it looked so hot coming from him.
"Why can't you just tell me?" She said quietly, nervously, still staring at his lips.
"Now if I told you," He threw the cigarette out of the car and looked her way.
"It wouldn't be a surprise, would it?" He smirked, wiggling his brows.
"I didn't see you as someone full of surprises." She mumbled, meeting his eyes.
"Oh I got surprises, baby." He winked.
She blushed and looked down at her hands that were folded in her lap, twiddling her fingers.
Damon reached over and untangled her fingers. He took her hand and brought it to his lips for a kiss, his eyes still on the road.
Just a simple gesture like that gave her butterflies—and when was Damon Salvatore so...sweet?
He didn't let go of her after that, he held her hand in his lap and stroked the back of it with his thumb while still driving.
It was simple and sweet; she loved it.
He drove through the darkness while she drifted her eyes out the window, inspecting her surroundings sitting beside him. At first, he wasn't sure where he was driving to. He never did the "date" thing, so where could he possibly take her? He had no fucking idea. He just wanted to spend time with her.
Pussy, he scolded himself.
After another few minutes he decided to pull over by the Falls. They were hidden, and Mystic Fall's famous landmark. It was an area of outstanding beauty, like a deep gorge of beautiful rocks covered with flowers; curtains of clear water crashing on the rocks like the heartbeat of the world, falling into the big pool at the bottom.
The area was circled with trees, like escaping them form the rest of the world.
He parked his car by the edge of the cliff and let go of her hand to turn off the ignition of his car. No other people were here tonight.
"The Falls." Elena stated. "I haven't been here in years." She said, remembering the memories she had here. She's bee busy all of high school, the thought of coming down here again never crossed her mind. She's missed it.
She remembered she and her family used to come here to spend times together when she was a child. Jeremy broke his arm after jumping off into the water. It was bad back then, but she smiled at the memory now. She had her first kiss here at the Falls. She was thirteen, and it was with Matt, Caroline's ex boyfriend. Elena and Matt had a crush on each other in middle school so they kissed here, but nothing happened after that.
She knew when you kissed someone, there's supposed to be a spark.
There was none with him, but there were fireworks with the man sitting beside her.
"Me neither," Damon told her, breaking her out of her trance. "Not for a long time."
She excitedly pushed open her door. She walked by the edge, looked over at the falls, and then down at the water pooling at the bottom. She smiled.
Oh, how she missed it here.
"I used to come here all the time as a kid," She said when she heard his footsteps walk up behind her.
A slight breeze wafted past, and she closed her eyes in delight at the comfort it brought to her over sensitive skin.
She felt his hands wrap around her waist as he buried his face into neck.
"My family and I would always come down here to spend time together. We would sit here, and just enjoy the day with one another." She smiled at the memory. "My brother was so clumsy, he would basically get hurt every time we came up here." She laughed.
She heard him chuckle against her skin. It sent shivers down her spin.
"You cold?" He asked, turning her around to face him.
"Not at all." She blushed.
She was so adorable, he couldn't deny it. And she was standing there like a god damn dream he just had to be wrapped up in her.
He pulled her closer to him, inhaling her scent. He heard her giggle at his action and he grinned. He led her over to the car, by the hood.
"Hop on." He said in her ear.
"Is that safe?" She asked, looking at the car, then at the bottom of the falls.
"If you fall I'll catch you." He rolled his eyes jokingly.
Then he picked her up without a warning, and laid her on his car, him following after.
"How charming of you." She said sarcastically.
He smirked, before attacking her lips with his mouth. He's been waiting to do that ever since her little dirty actions in his car earlier today. He's been craving her ever since. To touch her, feel her, be consumed by her. He roamed his hands all over her body desperately, climbing on top of her. It was amazing how much she could affect him.
He wasn't the only one being affecting, for she enjoyed every second. She wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him with all she had. She's been wanting him since earlier today as well. They needed each other.
"Fuck." He mumbled against her mouth, moving to her neck.
She closed her eyes and now it was her turn to move her hands all over his body. She grabbed his back, moving down, grabbing his firm behind. She couldn't believe how spontaneous she was being right now.
He moaned at her actions and suddenly pulled away, getting off of her as well as the car.
She sat up, and fixed her sweater.
Did I do something wrong?
"Wha—what's wrong?" she asked, embarrassed.
Damon turned around to face her; he couldn't believe what he pulled away from her. He would never do that, ever. But he had to move away, he couldn't control himself.
He wanted to do more to her, and he couldn't get the 'V' word out of his mind. It's been haunting him.
"Are you a virgin?" He blurted out without thinking. Nice one, Salvatore.
It's no secret that Damon has had sex with an over the top amount of woman, but never has he ever been someone's first. He never took someone's virginity in his life. The women he's been all lost theirs already.
It was just a fairly big deal for him.
She blushed, mortified. Did he just ask that? What does she say?
Tell him the truth, Elena. She scolded herself.
She shyly nodded, not daring to look at him.
He sighed, she was a virgin and he was tempted to take her right then and there. For the first time in his life, even after being in jail, Damon Salvatore felt guilty. Seeing her confirm it, it somehow struck a nerve in him. In this moment he felt wrong, he felt like he was taking advantage somehow. This is a first for him.
"I—I can't lose control around you, Lena." He said in a hushed tone. He couldn't.
"I...What do you mean?" She asked, slowly climbing off of the car.
"You're so innocent, you're a good girl." He confessed.
"I'm not." She said, walking up to him. There's that damn 'good girl' again.
Why does this sound like a breakup? No! She has to take a stand—for once.
"Elena—"
"It doesn't matter. I trust you Damon." She cut him off. "I trust you more than some of the people I've known for my whole life. I know you won't hurt me." She confessed.
Here it goes, here goes nothing.
"I know that because I know you feel it, I know you feel it too—whatever it is. I feel intoxicated around you, like nothing else matters. Like it's, it's real." Her voice cracked.
"I don't want to lose that feeling and I know, I know you don't want to either. I know that because you're here. After I treated you so badly when I first met you, you never gave up. Why? Maybe it's because you're an ass," She chuckled and saw him crack a smile. "But I know it's because you feel something too."
"You told me yourself that you're not the good guy, you told me to forget about everything else and enjoy the feelings you give to me! What happened? I don't care about that, all I care about—all I care about Damon, is you." She confessed.
"And something like my innocence shouldn't get in the way of those feelings. You said it yourself, to 'do what we want.'" She spoke his words. "Let's do what we want. I want this. I want…I want you." She confessed.
I want you more than you'll ever know.
"Just because I've never given myself to anyone before," she couldn't help her cheeks turning red with embarrassment. "Doesn't mean I—I shouldn't be with you, because I want to be with you. Don't—don't let this come between us, I don't want that to happen."
"I want you Damon, I'm not ready for that yet, but in the future, maybe I will be." Oh gosh. "But I want you right now, all of you." She blushed.
She's never acted like this before; she's never expressed her feelings so boldly to anyone before.
The whole time they've been together Damon knew she was shy and such, but never has he seen her so daring, and never has she firmly told him that she wanted him.
He walked up to her and grabbed her face, crashing his lips to hers in a passionate kiss. She lifted her hands into his hair and kissed him like her life depended on it.
When he got off of her and after he spoke, it sounded to her as if he was going away, like he was giving up, like he was breaking up with her. It took that to make her realize how much she needed him. She didn't want him not around.
My, how things have changed.
The whole time he tried to pursue her before, he didn't care about anything, and she didn't understand why he did now. But she'll be dammed; Elena Gilbert didn't want to lose Damon Salvatore
He turns her into a person that she doesn't want to say goodbye to. Hell, she doesn't want to say goodbye to him.
She didn't want to lose the way he made her feel, for she's never felt it in her life. Ever.
Damon let all his worries slip away as he listened to her words, she wanted him just as bad as he wanted her. He thought, fuck it to all his doubts, it's not taking advantage if she truly wants it, wants him. Screw everything else.
Elena Gilbert was special to him, he couldn't let her go, fuck everything else.
When they pulled apart, he leaned his forehead against hers and stared at her seductively.
"You said you trust me." He said.
She nodded. "I do."
"Let me make you feel good, baby." He hushed in her ear.
She looked up at him, into his clear blue eyes. The world didn't matter right now, all her mind could focus on was him and him only.
"Yes," she mumbled.
He took her hand and led her towards his car. He opened the door but he folded down the front seats, having her go onto the back. He closed the door, and then reached over to the front of the car. He pushed a button that pulled the roof of the camaro over, secluding them from the outdoors.
He laid her down in the backseat, before carefully lying on top of her, kissing her passionately. He wandered his hands to her shoulders and slowly slipped her oversized cardigan off her, exposing her bare shoulders. He moved his lips to his jaw, drawing butterfly kisses down to her neck, and then to her shoulder blades.
He kissed down until his mouth lingered over her breasts; he kissed them through the material of her shirt, before moving upwards and kissing the valley between them, making his way to her cleavage.
He was in private territory, and she couldn't have felt any better about it.
She gave into the pleasure, no thinking about anything else. She whimpered under him, nobody touched her like this and she was overfilled with sensation. She felt like she was going to explode when she felt his hands unzip the zipper on the front of her corset that exposed her undergarments.
She didn't complain, she let him take her to new extremes. Plus, she knew that he was aware of his boundaries. He caressed her breasts through her white lace bra, before kissing them once more.
She moaned, not being able to hold back her pleasure.
"Let go, baby." He mumbled against her skin. "No one but me can hear you. I want to hear you."
"Oh God," she gasped.
He traveled down to her stomach and then to her navel, dipping his tongue in it.
"Oh my gosh." She panted. Her whole body quivered under his touch.
He was left at the top of her pants. He kissed around the hem before coming back up to meet her swollen lips, leaving his hands on her waist.
While still kissing her, one of his hands unbuttoned her jeans. He slipped it inside of them, feeling her underwear, and she gasped with sensational pleasure. Electricity rushed through her panting, sweaty body.
"Damon." She moaned.
He growled after that. Hearing her moan his name, it was perfect.
He pulled down her pants for better access; he cupped her most sensitive area and started rubbing her, caressing her.
"Holy god, Damon," She squirmed.
Was this legal? She questioned herself, but right now she didn't care.
Damon looked up at her and met her eyes, like he was giving her reassurance. Like he was telling her that what he was going to do next, it was going to be okay.
Moving back down he slipped his fingers inside the elastic of her panties, dragging them down her legs.
"Wha—"
"Shh, trust me baby," He reassured her.
She inhaled, and exhaled deeply.
He was lined up with her sex, and he nuzzled his nose against her.
She bit her lip and fidgeted a little, she was in pleasure but she was embarrassed as well.
"Don't hide from me, beautiful." He pressed a quick kiss to her lips, seeing her red cheeks. He went back to his work.
Damon got pleasure out of this as well. Hearing Elena moan and groan, pant, and say his name turned him on to new extremes. But right now, right now he made this moment about her pleasure.
He took his finger and carefully slipped it inside her sensitive folds, being extra careful not to hurt her, or to break her barrier.
She whimpered under him, she was gone, drenched in sensation.
"Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god!" She cried.
He slowly pulled his finger out and pushed it back in, pumping in, letting her get used to the feeling, but not going too far deep.
He added a second finger, stretching her. Her eyes rolled to the back of her head, it was so good.
"Feels so good." She panted, moving her hips up.
He leaned down and put his face between her legs. He started kissing her there.
"Da—"
"It's ok," he mumbled against her private area, "Trust me, just relax."
She relaxed and let herself get away from her mind, she focused on her body.
His tongue started circling her clit, making her spazz out from the pleasure.
She was so far gone; he was making her head spin, his tongue licking her, flicking her sweet button. He sucked on her nub while still slowly pumping his two fingers inside of her. She grabbed a fist full of his hair and pulled at it.
"Damon, I…" She cried
"Let go, baby; cum!" he growled.
That was enough to make her explode; her inner muscles clamped around his fingers as she let everything go, and let her climax take over. He was still pumping in and out of her, making her orgasm more intense. All she could think of was how good she felt, how right it felt—with him.
She felt him pull her panties back up along with buttoning up her jeans, and zipping her top. He faced her and she saw he was licking his lips, swallowing.
oh god how embarrassing.
He saw her humiliation and chuckled.
"It tastes good, don't worry." He smirked.
She covered her eyes; she still couldn't believe this just happened. No, she didn't regret it; but she was shy and embarrassed afterwards.
"What are you hiding from, princess?" He smirked. "Me? Come on, baby."
She sat up and looked at him to see him smirking like his usual self and she blushed.
"There's my girl." He whispered, tucking a piece of loose hair behind her ear.
She smiled at him; she was still loss at words.
She breathed heavily before she finally broke her silence.
"Is it always like that?" She shyly smiled.
"With me, yes." He winked, reaching over and giving her a sweet kiss on her lips.
She smiled into the kiss; right now she was completely and utterly happy. For the first time in a long time, she felt good.
There's chapter 14, the date is NOT OVER YET. The chapter got way too long so I had to cut it in half—the next chapter will pick up where it left off.
What'd you think about…
. . . . . .Damon and Elena
. . . . . . . . .Klaus and Caroline
. . . . . . . . . . .Damon and Stefan's little talk.
. . . . . . . . . . . . . .Elena and her Dad's talk about Mason.
. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .Who was watching them?!
-Elena being a virgin really creeped Damon out lol and Elena finally took a stand and declared she wanted Damon-
IF YOU WANT TO SEE ELENA, CAROLINE, OR DAMON'S OUTFITS THE LINK IS ON MY PROFILE.
(I CHANGED ELENA'S OUTFIT A LITTLE IF YOU SAW IT BEFORE)
This chapter was really fun to write, so I really hope you guys like it. PLEEASE let me know, I love reading your reviews a lot :)
See you lovelies next chappie