AN: Ok, I asked and you all answered with a big loud "more smut please". I confess to being a bit afraid that the smut won't live up to expectations or jar with the rest of the story. If that happens, please be kind ok? But if you like it, let me know. I am nowhere near as confident in my writing abilities as I wish I was and reviews always help.

I could have split this chapter into two but I didn't want to loose the seduction rhythm, so here is a massive chapter for you all.

xoxo

Elena inhaled sharply, going still as a rock as she ceased breathing and moving at the revelation. "Damon fucked someone?!" her head was screaming.

Instinctively, her hands wanted to retract from Damon's but out of the corner of her eye she saw Stefan shaking his head imperceptibly. So she kept her hands where they were and took A better look at Stefan. Her heart sank, it was clear from his eyes that Damon was speaking the truth and Elena struggled to keep her feelings in check. She felt like her veins where on fire, like she was about to combust and turn to cinder where she stood.

Always in line with Elena's thoughts, Damon observed her wearily as if she was a landmine about to detonate. Elena's eyes were glazed over as anger and jealousy raged inside of her. Their unforgiving tentacles squeezing the life out of her body as she tried to rationalize her way out of this. Rational Elena knew that she had skeletons in her closet too. Rational Elena knew that on more immediate terms she had slept with Damon's brother twice in the last 48 hours and had no right to judge. Emotional Elena, however, wanted to break something, rip the slut Damon had slept with in two and gut rational Elena out for even suggesting forgiving Damon for this. "This is so fucked up..." Elena groaned internally.

Damon sleeping with someone stung. It stung deep and virulently. More so because Elena was still smarting from Stefan having done the exact same not even two days ago. Rational Elena argued that this was different, that it didn't mean anything, that Damon fucked a nobody. Emotional Elena glared, screaming that it only made things worse. When rational Elena ignored her, emotional Elena decided to tell her to go fuck herself before stomping out of the room outraged.

Letting out the breath she was holding Elena closed her eyes and braced herself. She had to forgive him, she had no other choice.

"Even then..."- she whispered brokenly.

When she opened her wet eyes, the expression on Damon's face thoroughly confused her. He seemed caught between worry and awe. His eyes were the clearest of blues, not a thunderstorm of emotions in sight and yet he looked conflicted and bewildered.

"Although I would prefer for us to be sexually exclusive in the future." - she added bravely but her voice was meek and pleading.

Elena tentatively raised a shaky hand to Damon's cheek and stroked his skin softly. Her touch snapped him out of his shocked state and Damon was quick to gather Elena in his arms, kissing her like he would never ever let her go again.

When they finally remembered that they were in polite company, they pulled apart and both looked sheepishly at Stefan.

"Sorry..."- Elena offered crestfallen.

The younger Salvatore greeted them with a reassuring smile.

"I'm happy for you guys." - Stefan said patting Damon on the shoulder before leaving them.

Elena smiled shyly and rested her face against Damon's own as she watched her ex walk away.

"I like this new arrangement much better." - Damon whispered in her ear.

Elena giggled but then guilt gripped her heart.

"Will he be ok?" - she asked looking at the door Stefan had disappeared through.

"He will be fine." - Damon leaned in and kissed her cheek softly -"A wise girl once told me that it's best to "Give it time""- he smirked and Elena giggled.

"It might also help if you kiss your boyfriend."

Elena smiled at the smirking man in front of her before kissing him back softly then more eagerly. Damon ran a lazy tongue over her lower lip, asking for entrance into her hot little mouth. Elena stifled a moan against his insistent lips when his tongue caressed hers and his arms tightened around her waist. With the adrenaline still pumping in their veins, Damon and Elena poured their relief into that kiss.

Relief peppered with desperation and the knowledge that they had come far too close to losing each other. The exaltation of finally being together making them oblivious to where they were and just how inappropriately Damon's body was wrapped around a barely legal teenager in a very public place.

"Excuse me."- a gravelly voice interrupted them –"Care to take this somewhere else?"

Elena and Damon looked up to see a very red and aggravated Matt glowering at them from behind the bar.

"Sorry…" – Elena replied mortified and wanting to disappear on the spot.

"It's fine Elena." – Matt bit out before swinging a towel over his shoulder and walking away.

"Oops!" – Damon said mischievously.

"Don't be an ass."- Elena smiled and smacked his arm playfully.

"Oh, I'm way more than just an ass Miss Gilbert."- Damon chuckled huskily.

"Damon…"- Elena whined, back to melting on the inside –"Not here…" – she breathed trying her best to behave.

"Want to get out of here?" – he asked, his voice hoarse as he planted a wet kiss behind her ear .

"God yes…"- Elena panted –"I thought you would never ask..."

They were both up and out of their bar stools before she finished her reply. Hand in hand as they made their way to the exit door. Being a vampire was great, but it literally sucked when you had to walk at vampire speed to keep appearances. All Damon wanted to do right now was to forget about everyone around him and have his way with Elena right on the bar counter. The thought of her longs olive legs wrapping around him was almost his undoing. Damon was this close to not caring who watched the show. He needed her and he needed her now, not event the cold night air seemed to abate the fire within him.

Elena could thoroughly feel how close to the edge Damon was. And if her own unsteady steps where any indication, she wasn't fairing much better. Elena tried to walk in measured steps, her eyes not daring to look at Damon for fear she wouldn't be able to restrain herself. In a well rehearsed dance, Damon accompanied Elena to his blue Camaro and opened the door like the gentleman that he was. The thought of dragging Elena to the back alley for a quickie occurred to him, but he didn't think Elena would appreciate sharing space with his latest indiscretion. So Damon schooled his features and opened the car door and watched her get in the car with ravenous eyes.

Elena hid behind the curtain of her hair and got into the car, her chest betraying her calm demeanor as it moved up and down in anticipation. Damon got into the driver's seat without looking at her. His hands grabbed hold of the wheel and it creaked in protest. Elena looked up and met his eyes; they were lustful and dangerous. She stifled a gasp but couldn't stifle another when Damon leaned in, leering darkly at her. His eyes pinned hers, but Elena was vaguely aware of the movement of his hand. Damon's eyes narrowed a fraction, his lips turned up to match and in a swift motion, he tore apart the front of her skirt, exposing her barely there lingerie to the cold night air. The heat at the apex of her legs pooled and the scent of her arousal filled the air.

Elena gulped and wet her very dry lips, shaking with desire, clutching to the car seat for dear life. Damon chuckled huskily near her earlobe, sending more shivers down her spine, before turning the engine on, putting the car in first gear and ripping out of the car park at full speed.

Elena finally recovered from his little teasing maneuver."Did he not realize that she was on edge too?" Elena wondered indignant. The purring beast within her growled, begging Elena to let her play too. Elena's lips curled up in delight "If that is how you want to play it Damon. I can' tease too.".

Letting her legs open wider, Elena let out an exaggerated sigh that caught Damon's attention. Wantonly, Elena glided her hand down her face, down her neck, over her chest and the peak of her right breast. As her body arched into the caress Elena moaned and Damon growled menacingly.

"Elena…"- he hissed –"Don't you dare tease me."

With her best Bambi eyes Elena turned to him demurely.

"I am just having a little fun Damon…"- her hand glided down to graze at the lace and his eyes followed it hungrily –"You don't mind do you?" – she pouted teasingly –"After all, you were the one that made this…"- Elena's hand grazed over her clit and over her wet covered folds –" so… much more, accessible…ahhh" – she panted.

"Elena I'm warning you…" – Damon snarled –"You better fucking stop."

"Spoil sport." – Elena breathed as her hand immodestly moved the lace aside and dipped into her wet folds -"Fuck..."

Elena's lascivious moan was lost in the sound of tires screeching and the car coming to an abrupt halt. In less than a second, Damon tore her hand roughly away from her core, pinning both her arms both her arms above her hand and scowling down at her.

"You shouldn't play games you cannot win little girl."- Damon whispered menacingly.

"Who say's I wanted to win?"- she whispered pushing her hips up to connect with him.

"Fuck."- Damon grunted when her wet core rubbed against his hard on –"You continue this and the show will be over before it starts."

"And we wouldn't want that, would we?" – Elena batted her eyelashes sweetly as she moved her hips once more.

"Jesus Elena," – Damon groaned –"I am trying to get us home so we can do this properly."

"Who says I want proper?"- she pouted -"You can take me right here if you want."- she teased worrying her lip.

Damon leaned in and brushed his nose against her ear.

"Oh I want"- he whispered as he pushed his hard on against her wet center –"I want very, very much." – he purred – "But tonight, for the first time, it's just you and me and I want to do this properly." – he enunciated through gritted teeth -"And you are making it im-possible! So have it your way."

Damon leaned in to kiss her violently. Elena's body relaxed the moment he gave in, ready to plunge into the desire that had her skin alight with fire. However, something in her mind hit a snag and slowly the meaning of his words made it past her lusty haze.

"Stop…"- she breathed.

"Not in a million years sweetheart." – he responded before nipping at her neck.

"I mean it Damon."- Elena panted trying to push him away –"Stop it."

"Are you fucking serious?"- he bellowed.

"I want to do this properly too Damon." – Elena said faintly, looking into his eyes pleadingly.

"I-I can't Elena."- Damon gritted out –"I'm too far gone. I need you now. Right fucking now."- he growled.

As Damon made to lean in to recapture her lips and go on with the show, Elena pushed him again.

"Do you trust me?" – she asked, feeling his hot breath inches away.

Damon was a raging inferno of need, frustration and, well, more need. But this was Elena and…

"What?"- he gritted out.

"Get the car moving again…"- Damon shook his head but Elena nodded in encouragement –"It will be ok."

Letting go of Elena's hands with a roar, Damon punched the seat above her head before re-starting the car and running the dial up to an unsafe speed.

Elena took one deep breath and, before Damon could comprehend what she was doing, she had unzipped him and plunged his hard member all the way in into her hot mouth.

Damon's head shot back and his grip on the steering wheel left his knuckles white. Elena's tongue was swirling around his head, alternating with deep plunges that made Damon almost black out. His hips where almost involuntarily pumping into her luscious lips, seeking the release for all his pent up needs. Elena started moaning against his member, her other hand disappearing into the apex of her tights as she furiously bobbed her head and stimulated herself.

Damon could see the boarding house in the distance and hoped for a second that baby bro was not at home. All thoughts flew out of his head and he slammed on the breaks when Elena deep-throated him in one quick trust and her fangs scrapped at the base of his dick. Damon's hands dug into her hair possessively as he shot hot cum down her talented mouth and throat at same time as he felt Elena tremble with her own release.

Licking him clean, Elena looked up at the man she loved with red cheeks and glinting eyes. Damon pulled her on top of him a kissed her with such forceful passion that Elena was all moans and ready for round two, three, ten thousand…

"You little minx."- he breathed leaning his forehead against hers.

"Your little minx." - she corrected him with a smile.

"Mine." – he said with wonder as he carried her upstairs to his room.

"Are you ever going to tell me about her?" – Elena asked nuzzling his neck.

"Who?" –Damon asked puzzled, closing his bedroom door shut behind him.

"The girl you fucked."- she answered quietly.

"Elena"- he drawled –"It this your way of telling me you are into girls?" – Damon smirked as he tossed her onto his bed.

"Ass!"- Elena bit back as she bounced off the mattress, half serious but half joking.

"Your ass."- he chanted as he peeled his shirt seductively making a show of it –"Time to prove to you how much more to me there is." – Damon wiggled his eyebrows as he stood there in all his naked glory.

No matter how many times Elena saw him naked, her reaction remained the same and he loved it.

Damon pounced on Elena and she let out a squeal that echoed through the house. The squeal soon turned into a low moan when she felt Damon's lips on her neck. Elena arched into him, letting his answering chuckle vibrate through her bones as his hips met hers and he plunged into her starved core.

Their joining was pure rapture. This was it, the moment they both had longed for. The moment when they finally belonged to no one else but each other. They both knew there was still a lot to talk about, a lot to fix and iron out. Damon and Elena had cut each other deep at different times and for different reasons and those were not the kind of wounds that healed fast. But right now, in this very moment, lost in each other's arms, they were all about Carpe diem. All that mattered was that they were together. Everything else they could fight and win now that it was only the two of them. Now that there was no doomed love triangle, conflicting loyalties or the impending crushing of hearts.

No, this was real and honest, perfectly imperfect as only love can be. In Damon's arms Elena found her place in the world. In Elena's arms Damon found his raison d'être and the love that had eluded him all his existence. This was a happy place for both of them and they intended to hold on to what they had for a truly long time.

~ The end ~

(next comes the Epilogue)

AN: Oh goodness! I can't believe it's over! Gahhh! Hope you liked the smut, hope you liked the ending. R&R and let me know how you feel! I will be here mourning the end of this story. xoxo