AN: Alright, this is the chapter that a lot of you have been waiting for. You are finally getting a Delena sex scene, something that has been tremendously lacking in our dear TV-show. As you all know, this is my first time writing a sex scene but I have to say I'm really happy with the way it turned out. I think I managed to write it in the exact way I had always planned to write it. Of course, you are the ones that will have to judge whether I did a good job or not, but I for one am satisfied with my work.

I received my amazing beta's (Quills and Inkwells) approval for this chapter so, fingers crossed!

For this chapter I chose one of my favorite songs. It's an italian song by a singer called Nek (it's pronounced exactly like the word 'neck'). I will include a translation of the song at the end of this chapter. I chose this song because, in my opinion, it was simply perfect for what happens in this chapter plus the singer is a man so, you know, it could be Damon saying those words. I would suggest you listen to it while reading, the title is 'Sei Solo Tu' by Nek and you can find it easily on YouTube.

Chapter 25 – Sei Solo Tu

Perchè mi piaci
in ogni modo
da ogni lato o prospettiva tu
perchè se manchi
stringe un nodo
e il respiro non mi ritorna più

Elena was lost in her kiss with Damon. She had barely had the time to process the fact that he had finally woken up, that he was already kissing her. Before her lips could start moving against his, he rolled her under him, their legs tangling together. His weight pressed her down on the mattress, something she enjoyed. In a couple of seconds, she started kissing him back with an ardor that matched his. She could worry about what happened to him later; now, she wanted to feel as close to him as possible.

She traced his lower lip with her tongue and, when he opened his mouth to let her in, she immediately deepened their kiss. He had one hand next to her head to keep himself slightly off her – not crushing her completely – while his left hand gripped her hip with so much strength, she was sure he would leave a bruise. Not wanting to stand idly by, her hands dived into his hair. She gripped his dark locks and moved his head at angle they would better enjoy, as his deep moan confirmed.

Soon, Damon had to break the kiss to catch his breath. His mouth moved lower as he trailed light kisses down her jaw, making her shiver when she felt his hot breath on her neck. He stopped briefly to kiss the space right under her ear, one he knew she liked particularly. She tilted her head to the side, giving him space when he reached his objective and latched his lips onto her pulse-point, worrying the skin there between his teeth. In the month they had been together, he had learned quickly of her weakness, exploiting the sensitive skin of her neck whenever he could.

One of her hands left his hair to caress his back, while the other stayed where it was stroking his scalp and making him purr in satisfaction against her skin. When he managed to leave an impressive hickey on her neck – it was unfortunate how it would disappear in a matter of seconds – his lips trailed lower, reaching the swell of her breasts. Right in that moment, she felt the hand that was gripping her hip slip under her tank top. Her breath itched when his warm hand covered her stomach, his finger-tips pressing down lightly against her.

She was more than content to continue in their make-out session – it had been a while since they had had enough alone time – except his next move made her think that he was looking for more than just passionate kisses. While his hand moved higher and higher taking her tank top with it, he bended the leg he had trapped between hers and pressed it against her core, effectively changing the atmosphere in the room.

Elena wasn't sure how to react. He clearly wanted to take things a step further with her, something she had been waiting for. On the other hand, however, things were escalating so quickly that she was left confused by the turn of events. Not ten minutes before, he had been unconscious and now he wanted to have sex with her. She was more than ready to give him what he wanted – what they both wanted, to be honest – but she needed to understand what had caused such a reaction in him. He was giving her whiplash with all those sudden changes.

"Damon," she panted, trying to catch his attention.

He moved back up, kissing the corner of her mouth, "Mmh-hmm," he murmured.

Elena covered the hand that was now cupping her breast with hers, stopping his movements. Damon leaned back to look her in the eyes, not sure why she was stopping him. Had he done something wrong?

"We need to stop," she told him, licking her dry lips.

He shook his head and leaned down to kiss her, "I don't want to stop this time."

When he tried to go back to kissing her, she did the only thing she could think of; she vamp-sped toward the other side of the room. She was now standing at the foot of the bed, running her hand through her hair in a weak attempt at combing them. With the other hand, she lowered the hem of her black tank top. She was panting heavily, still out of breath thanks to Damon. She looked at him and saw him frozen on the bed. When he realized what happened, he sat up on the bed and looked around. His eyes met hers and he stood up. He took a couple of uncertain steps in her direction.

"I gather you don't want to take things further?" he asked with a smile on his face, trying to make light of the situation.

Elena noticed the look of hurt in his eyes, no doubt caused by her apparent rejection of his attentions, and set out to reassure him, "You couldn't be more wrong," she breathed. "I really, really want to do this. Trust me," he had no idea how much she wanted him.

He crossed his arms over his chest and shrugged his shoulders, "Then why did you stop me?" he wanted to know. "Did I…did I do something wrong?" he asked, his cheeks tinging with red.

She smiled sweetly, understanding his embarrassment, "You didn't do anything wrong, Damon," she reassure him. "I'm just a little confused, that's all."

He seemed uncertain. His eyes locked on hers and he seemed to be searching for something, some sort of explanation maybe.

"Why are you confused?" he asked her.

She stepped closer to him, his stance relaxing when he understood that things were okay between them. Elena looked at him with a raised eyebrow, "Not ten minutes ago you were practically comatose. Then, suddenly, you wake up and you start kissing me," she explained. "I mean, not that I mind the attention because I really, really enjoyed what we were doing," she said, looking him straight in the eyes to let him know she meant every word. "It was just so sudden and I would like to know what set you off."

She saw the muscles in his jaw twitch as his eyes lowered to the floor. It looked like he didn't know how to explain what he was feeling. He released a deep sigh plopping down on the bed. He leaned his elbows on his knees, his hands joint in front of him. Elena didn't say anything, she remained silent to give him the time to sort through his thoughts. A moment later, Damon nodded to himself having found the right words to express himself.

"When I touched the journal and fainted," he started, his eyes fixed on his hands. "I saw some things in my head. It felt like I was in some sort of parallel reality, or something."

"What did you see?" she asked him, encouraging him to continue with his story.

He looked up at her with a small fond smile, "My mom," he said, surprising her. "Stefan and mine's birth; the way Klaus couldn't show a hint of mercy for my mother or me," he said through clenched teeth.

Elena walked up to him until she was standing between his legs and pressed a hand to his shoulder, making him sit up straight. Damon did as she silently commanded him, an uncertain expression etched on his face. Once he was in the position she wanted, Elena sat down on his lap, resting on his left leg. Her arms went around his neck and she leaned down to press her forehead against his temple. She had sensed his distress when he told her of what he'd seen and, even if she couldn't understand how he managed to see all those things, she knew she had to comfort him. Later, they would have all the time to discuss what happened to him, now she had to be there for him.

"Is that what caused you to react that way?" she asked him, one of her hands tickling the hair at the nape of his neck.

Damon had to take some time to think before answering, "Remember that time in the garden at the mansion? I wanted to take things further with you but you stopped me. You said that wasn't the way it was supposed to happen," he turned slightly to look at her.

Elena nodded at him, "Yes, I remember."

"Well, you were right," he remarked. "That day, I wanted to be good enough for you. I felt like I needed move faster in our relationship to fill the clear gap between us," he explained to her. "I felt inferior to you, I guess and I wanted to show you that I could be a man worthy of you."

Elena opened her mouth to tell him that in no way was he inferior to her, but Damon pressed two fingers to her lips, stopping her before she could say even one word.

"I know I was wrong," he told her, a serene expression now appearing on his face. "I can't thank you enough for having stopped me that day," he told her. She smiled at his words and let him go on, "When I saw the way my mother begged Klaus to let her hold me at least once, the way Klaus just ignored her and even Elijah did nothing to stop him, I…," he stopped and shook his head. "I felt angry at the both of them like I'd never felt before. They had taken away my mother's only chance to show her love for me.

In that moment, I realized how easy it is to lose your chance of showing the ones you love the depths of your feelings for them. They stole that precious moment from my mother and me, they had no pity. What's to stop them from taking you away too? What's stop anyone from taking away what we have?" he cupped her face in his hands, looking at her lovingly.

"I won't let anyone or anything separate us, Damon," she told him, a will of steel in her eyes. "Never again."

He smiled at her, "I won't let that happened either," he agreed. "I am so in love with you Elena and I don't want to lose my chance of showing that to you. I don't have anything to give you that can properly make you understand how I feel," he took her hand and pressed it over his heart. She felt the way his heartbeat fluttered under her palm, "I can only give you this. This is a piece of me I want you to have. Please," he looked her deep in the eye, his thumb stroking the skin of her hand. "Let me show you how much I love you. This time is not about me feeling inferior; this time is about me wanting to express my love for you."

Elena felt deeply touched by his words. She had been waiting for this moment, for him to understand why she wanted to wait. She wanted him to stop feeling as if sleeping with her was something he simply had to do, a chore, a duty. He had kept on feeling inadequate because of his inexperience, always mindful of the gap between them. Now, he finally understood that it wasn't a matter of experience; it was a matter of showing each other how strong their love was. She knew he was being completely honest with her, she could see it in the way he gazed at her. There was no way he could disguise how he felt in that precise moment.

With a dazzling smile, she leaned forward to kiss him. She kept her left hand on his cheek while the other one ran through his hair the way he liked it. His arms around her waist tightened, pulling her closer to him in a show of possession. When Damon tried to deepen the kiss, she rested her hands on his shoulders and stood up. He looked at her, standing in between his legs, confused by her actions. He had thought she had finally accepted his reasoning. The way she had been kissing him seemed to suggest exactly that.

"If we're going to do this, we're going to do this right," she told him, squeezing his shoulders. "First things first, can you make it so no one can disturb us?"

Damon's mouth formed a small O when he realized what she wanted him to do. He closed his eyes and concentrated briefly, willing his magic to do what he wanted. Just to be sure, he even soundproofed the room. The thought of his brother or Caroline hearing what was about to happen embarrassed him to no end. Maybe it was childish of him, but he really couldn't care less about that at the moment. He opened his eyes and looked at Elena, nodding in her direction.

"Perfect," she whispered. "No interruptions this time."

He smiled a tight smile at her. He'd been honest when he had told her he wanted to do this; he wanted to make love to her. He couldn't stop the nervousness from creeping in inside of him, however. What if he wasn't good enough in this situation? What if he couldn't live up to her expectations? He started to feel more and more nervous as time ticked by, his smile turning into a grimace. Elena noticed his discomfort and leaned down to kiss him lightly on the lips.

"Stop thinking so much about this, Damon," she whispered against his mouth. "There's nothing to think about, now. You just need to feel," her hands trailed down his arms. "You won't enjoy this if you keep overthinking things," she reached his hands and, leaning back to look at him, she brought them to the hem of her tank top. "Now, help me undress," she told him.

He looked at her from where he sat at the foot of the bed, letting her words wash over him. He took a deep breath, letting his thoughts drift away, clearing his mind. She was right, he couldn't overthink this, he just needed to feel his way through. He was sure that if the time came when he would need guidance, she would nudge him in the right direction. He lowered his eyes to where his hands rested against her tank top. There was no need to be nervous, not with Elena right in front of him.

Sei solo tu
nei gesti miei
sempre più oramai
sei solo tu
dentro me
tutto il resto è invisibile
cancellato ormai
conquistato dagli occhi tuoi

Slowly, he started inching her tank top higher. His eyes followed the movement, drinking in every inch of smooth skin being revealed. When he reached her bra, she bent her legs slightly to help him slid her tank top over her head. He let the piece of clothing fall to the floor while he observed her in her black bra and panties. He pressed his hands against her chest – his fingertips touching her collarbone – and slid them down, skimming over her breast. When he reached her flat stomach, he leaned forward to press his lips on the skin right above her navel.

While he did this, Elena reached behind her and unhooked her bra. When he heard the soft sound of her bra hitting the floor, Damon looked up and his eyes widened at the sight of her naked form. He cupped her breast in both his hands brushing his thumbs over her nipples, pleased when he felt them harden. Elena let out a soft sigh at his gentle gestures, letting him explore her body at the pace he chose. A moment later, she felt his fingers hook at the sides of her panties. He slid them down her legs and she stepped out of them.

She was now naked in front of him and Damon was sure he'd never seen anything as beautiful as she was. His eyes skimmed over every inch of her body, from the tantalizing curve of her breast to her hips and the dark curls between her legs. There were so many things he wanted to do; so many words threatening to spill from his lips. He had no idea where to begin. Elena solved his dilemma when she moved forward and straddled him, sitting down in his lap.

They both shuddered when she came in contact with the bulge in his pants. She grabbed his shirt in her hands and pulled him toward her, their lips meeting with passion. He pressed his hands to the small of her back, kissing her with all he had. He opened his mouth to let her deepen the kiss and, in that same moment, he felt her hands start to unbutton his shirt. When she reached the last one, she slid the shirt down his arms and moved her kisses down his jaw. She stopped briefly in her journey south, to pay attention to his neck.

Damon tightened his grip around her waist and moved higher on the bed, now sitting in the center of it with Elena in his lap. She pushed against his shoulders and made him lay down on his back, her lips moving lower. She bit down gently on his left nipple, eliciting a surprised gasp from Damon. He gripped her tights to steady himself; her ministrations were making him lose his mind. After a moment or two spent paying attention to his chest, she moved lower to his stomach. She smiled against his skin when she felt his muscles twitch under her lips. She dipped her tongue in his navel, winning a breathy laugh from Damon. Good, she wanted him to have fun with her.

She made quick work of his belt and started to pull down his pants together with his white boxers. She eyed his length appreciatively when his erection sprung free, making him squirm slightly under her scrutiny. Damon sat up and braced himself on his hands, watching her intently. She took him in her hand and started to stroke him, locking her eyes with his. She felt him tremble at her actions and she observed him. His eyes were heavy lidded, his pupils dilated while he gazed at her with lust. Knowing this was his first time and he wouldn't last long, she let him go.

When she moved to straddle him, however, he surprised her by rolling them over. He was now on top, her legs cradling his form. He leaned down and kissed her, moving down her jaw and neck. When he reached her breast, he looked up at her and gave a tentative lick at her nipple. Her back slightly arched at the pleasurable sensation. At her reaction, he gained courage and closed his mouth over her breast. Her hands jumped up to tangle in his hair, gripping his dark locks to keep him where he was. After paying the same attention to the other breast, he moved even lower.

Elena looked down at him, unsure of what he wanted to do. When he spread her legs a little more to make space for his shoulders, she understood, "Damon, you don't need to…" she couldn't finish her sentence as a moan escaped her lips at his first experimental lick along the length of her core.

His tongue parted her lips and she arched her back at the onslaught of pleasure that ran through her body. He obviously lacked in experience but he was observant and learned quickly. He kept his eyes fixed on her, taking note of her every reaction and paying special attention to the places that made her moan louder. He pressed a hand over her stomach when she buckled her hips and nearly shoved him off her. Her left hand gripped his over her stomach while her right dove into his hair, gripping him tightly.

He still had a lot to learn but he made it all up with his enthusiasm. It had been so long since the last time she had been with a man, that it really didn't take long for him to make her fall apart under the swipes of his tongue. When she reached her peak, she arched her back and gripped his hair so tightly that she was sure she had hurt him. Her mouth opened in a muted scream and her tights trembled under the strain they had been put through. She laid there panting for a moment and when she opened her eyes, she saw a smug looking Damon watching her.

She grabbed his face and pulled him down for a kiss; she could still taste herself on his tongue. "How did you…" she barely managed to breathe.

Damon blushed slightly, "Enzo likes to brag about his luck with women," he said, licking his lips. "In details."

Elena kissed him again before rolling them over once again, settling on top of him. She pulled him up so that they were back in the position they were at the start; him sitting on the bed with her on his lap. She cupped his cheek with one of her hands while she reached down behind her with the other. He shivered when her hand closed around his length and she positioned him at her entrance.

"Elena," he said, his right arm sliding across her back to grip her left shoulder. "I love you," he told her looking her deep in his eyes.

Her only response was to lower herself down onto him. When he finally felt her warmth enveloping him, he sighed in satisfaction and gripped her right thigh to anchor himself. Elena took a moment to get used to the feel of him inside her and then she started moving. He captured her lips in a deep kiss while her hips grounded into his. He had never imagined that a pleasure like the one he was feeling could be possible. With the hand gripping her shoulder, he pulled her tight against him and relished feeling her breast against his chest.

Soon, he started to feel something clench in his lower stomach. He looked up at the woman in his arms, "Elena," he breathed, an anxious question in his voice.

She nodded at him, "It's okay," she panted. "Let go, Damon. I'm here, I've got you."

At her words, he felt something snap inside of him and then there was only pleasure. He crushed her against his chest, knowing he couldn't hurt her with his strength. He shuddered against her body while her hips kept on moving against his, now with a certain roll that made his eyes roll in the back of his head. He squeezed his eyes shut and let out a loud moan that he tried to stifle against Elena's neck. He'd never felt like this in his entire life, he did not want for this feeling to disappear.

Elena watched him fall apart in his arms. It was a beautiful sight watching him give in to the pleasure she was giving him. Through his bone-crushing hug, she managed to slip a hand in between them to give herself the little push she needed to join him. Damon collapsed back onto the bed, taking her with him. She rested against his chest, her forehead pressed against his collarbone. Damon was panting loudly, his body wracked by little shudders while he tried to catch his breath.

When she felt like she could move again, Elena moved to rest at his side. She threw one of her leg over his and cuddled against him, waiting for him to come back down. She felt completely sated and, by the looks of things, Damon was in her exact same state. After a couple of minutes, she felt his right arms sneak around her shoulders to pull her into him. He turned his head to the side and gave her a sloppy kiss.

"Is it always like this?" he asked her, still a little out of breath.

Elena smiled happily at him, "Like what?"

He looked at her with a goofy smile on his lips that she had never seen before, "Like…" he found no words to describe what just happened between them.

Elena laughed, "It's not always like this," she told him, pushing away some black locks from his sweaty forehead. "What you've just experienced is something that can take years for most couples to reach," she kissed him lightly.

He sighed against her lips, "I always knew you were amazing," he whispered against her lips, leaning down for another kiss.

She pulled back to look at him, "You don't give yourself enough credit, Damon."

"So you liked it?" he asked her. He couldn't help it if he felt the need to make sure that she had enjoyed their first time just as much as he had.

She raised an eyebrow, "Did it look like I didn't like it?" she asked him rhetorically.

Damon felt his cheeks warm up when he remembered some of her reactions. He could still see clearly in his mind the way she'd arched her back, how her muscles trembled against his and the moans that had fallen from her lips. He couldn't help but feel proud of himself for the reactions he had managed to coax out of her. When he thought that he still had lots to learn when it came to lovemaking, he felt an exited shiver run up his spine.

"Now that you mention it, you almost made me go bald with all your gripping," he joked.

Elena gasped at his jest and hit him on the shoulder, "Look who's talking, Mr. Bone-Crushing-Hug," she replied. "For a moment, I thought you were going to break my spine in two," she told him.

He laughed with her and pulled her down for another deep kiss. There was still a huge smile stretching his lips when they separated. He caressed her hair and looked at her lovingly.

"Looks like I need to pay more attention to what Enzo says," he told her.

Elena laughed at his words. Her laughter was cut short, however, when he saw his expression darken at the mention of the other vampire. She knew he was probably thinking about his family, right now, and she didn't want his moment to be spoiled by dark thoughts.

She cupped his cheek and turned his face toward her, "Hey. This is a gloom-free zone," she told him. "You need to stop thinking about sad things because, right now, there are no Hybrids, no Original vampires and no Jäger. There is only us, nothing more."

He smiled at her, "I like it. Only us," he repeated.

She nodded at him, glad that he was listening to her, "So now, I'll tell you what we're going to do," she told him. "We're going to close our eyes and rest for a while and, in a couple of hours or so, I'm going to wake you up and go for another round. I really want to see what other things you can do," she told him with a wicked smile.

Damon smiled back at her, "I like this plan," he told her.

"Damn right, you do," she told him in mock seriousness. "Now go to sleep, Mister. We have a long night ahead of us."

With those words, she settled down against him. She rested her head on his chest, tucking it beneath his chin. She stroked his chest, listening to the way his breathing deepened when he finally fell asleep. She closed her eyes and, before falling asleep with him, she wondered if the two of them would ever have a life where they could go to bed like this every night. Forever.

Sei solo tu
nei giorni miei
sempre più dentro me
sei solo tu
e dimmi che
tutto il resto non conta
ora non conta
tutto il resto sei solo tu

Alright, here we are guys! What did you think of this chapter? Did it live up to your expectations? I surely hope so!

Here is the translation of the lyrics in the order they came up in the chapter. This isn't the entire song. If you want a complete translation, you can ask me and I'll gladly provide it for you:

Because I like you

In every way

From every angle or perspective you

Because if you're not here

There's a lump in my throat

And I can no longer breath

Only you

In my gestures

Every day more and more

Only you

Inside of me

Everything else is invisible

Erased

Conquered by your eyes

Only you

In my days

More and more inside of me

Only you

And tell me that

Everything else doesn't matter

Now it doesn't matter

Everything else is only you