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Elena's POV
When morning comes she awakes from her sleep feeling a combination of relaxed, sore, and pleased, not to mention toasty warm. Damon's body is curled against hers, a leg thrown across hers and his arms wrapped around her while her head is resting on his chest. Its one of the most comfortable ways she can remember waking up in recent years. As her body finishes waking, she realizes she has to use the bathroom but is not sure how to get up without disturbing the sexy vampire that she is sleeping with. Tilting her head up just a little she realizes that he's awake as he gives her a sexy smile and kisses her nose, before letting her go.
She rolls off the bed, heading straight to the bathroom. While she is in there she can hear him on the phone calling for room service though she does not hear exactly what he orders. After using the bathroom she flushes the toilet and sits down on its lid thinking about the previous night. It had been amazing, awesome, perfect. She could not think of a better way to describe it. Between the day spent wandering New Orleans to the night spent eating dinner and dancing, followed by the intense lovemaking. There was nothing that she would have enjoyed better. Shaking her head she goes back into the room but is shy about prancing around naked, after all the relationship is still very new.
He smiles at her, appearing at her side using his vamperic speed to move, and picks her up hugging her. Spinning her about, he places her on the bed and throws a blanket over her as he pulls his pants on and opens the door.
She admires the view as he gets their breakfast and tips the server, though he does not let him all the way into the room which she appreciates.
"Breakfast." He tells her, as he rolls it over to the bed, "you seem to like bacon so I got you bacon, cheesy eggs, toast, and coffee. I figured you would be hungry after last night." His smirk could be called cocky by most but she figures he has earned it.
Blushing she nods, and before she can move, he sets the tray on her lap on the bed before he grabs his own plate and gets on his side of the bed.
"Sleep well?" he inquires between bites, watching her.
Grinning, she replies, "I did and you?"
He leans over, kissing her exposed shoulder, "definitely. It was an awesome night."
She smiles, nodding before taking her next bite of food. "That it was," she comments.
When he finishes his plate he sets on the cart before glancing to see where she is with hers. Since it is empty except the coffee, she hands it to him to put on the cart which he does. Finishing the coffee she hands him that as well.
Curious, she asks, "Did you have plans for today, besides heading back at some point?"
Smirking, he replies, "well maybe, it depends on if you want a repeat of last night or if you would like to do something else."
She stands up, letting the sheet fall as she walks over to where he was standing after he had pushed the cart out the door and closed it. Reminding herself it was Damon, she refused to be nervous so she reached up and wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him closer to kiss. Once the kissing started again he spun her around so her back was against the door while he devoured her it seemed like. His hands seemed to be everywhere and her body was all geared up within minutes.
"Damon," she moaned as he sucked on the side of her neck.
Rubbing against her, the material of his pants feeling deliciously different compared to the skin of his chest, he replied, "yes?" in between kisses.
"Take me back to bed," she tells him, and he happily does. The two of them do not leave the bed for several more hours until her stomach starts to complain that she is hungry again.
About that time he asks if she would like to join him in a shower, at which point she blushes before agreeing to. Even though she is sore from all of the sex, she has never felt happier than she does right now with Damon watching her like a hawk, lust full in his expression. Grinning, she heads into the shower, noticing the lip on the wall she wonders if he will decide to make use of it with her and sure enough when he joins her, his eyes light up when he spots it.
As he shuts the curtain, she hugs him, murmuring, "I love you," against his chest. His arms wrap around her, tightening reflexively but not enough to hurt her.
"I love you Elena, do not doubt it," he whispers against hair as he holds her. For a few minutes the two of them just stand under the spray of the hot water holding each other.
She is almost overwhelmed with emotion. Finally she seems to be where she is supposed to be, she is in the arms of the one who has never lied to her, who has tried to be there for her when she needs someone, and who will probably always love her as long as she remains honest with him. Life could not be much better. When they get back to Mystic Falls she knows that there will be some fall out, but at this point she doesn't care, her real friends will stick with her and she has Damon. That alone is worth so much more than any pettiness that she may have to deal with.
Eventually she decides to initiate the contact between them. Her hands skimming down his body to carefully fondle him. She is not sure how he likes to be touched yet so she rather be careful than accidently harm him, though on reflection she is sure it would take a lot to do so. Groaning, he leans against the wall and lets her explore. As she gets bolder, her grip gets firmer and he seems to enjoy that. Curiously, she watches his face as her hand plays with him and finds his different versions of pleasure to be a very arousing thing to see.
Smiling at him, she drops to her knees his eyes slit open for a moment and a smirk curves his lips. Her fingers explore him for a few moments, learning where he sees to be the most sensitive at before her tongue flicks out and touches the tip of his cock. Groaning again, he widens his stance just a little so she can comfortably do whatever she is planning.
Interesting, she thinks to herself as she watches him, he likes it when I do that. So perhaps he will appreciate this.
A moment later she's taken his tip into her mouth and sucking on it like a lollipop, which has him unintentionally bucking his hips. That small movement pushes him further in, when she doesn't gag, she sees how deep she can take him and he whispers her name rather lustfully. The next few minutes are spent with her vastly enjoying sucking on him, and him having no problems letting her. When he cums in her mouth, she swallows it, before wiping what's on her lips off.
Standing, she takes some of the water in to rinse out the after taste. While he does not taste bad, she has a feeling that it is more of an acquired taste, much like he is. That was interesting, not a single complaint. That is something that she will have to consider for later.
The next thing she knows, he is spinning her around and setting her on the ledge, kissing her hard. As their tongues duel, her arms wrap around him. Between their bodies she can feel him getting hard again so she wraps her legs around his waist, pulling him closer. He nudges against her for a moment, before sliding in, causing both of them to groan in pleasure. Her head falls back against the wall and his body shifts closer, his hips moving against her. Within a few minutes they are both cumming hard.
Afterwards, his head drops onto her shoulder as they breathe hard.
Kissing, her shoulder he murmurs, "Thank you, enjoy?"
She grins, "oh yeah, you are amazing."
He chuckles, grabbing a wash cloth and slowly rubbing her body down. When he is done washing her, she takes the cloth and washes him. After they are done, they climb out and dry of before getting into some regular clothes in order to go out and roam the city. At some point she had latched on to his hand and did not let go. By the time for dinner, they had been all over the city. They were just passing a small restaurant when her stomach started growling so he pulled her in.
Glancing around, she takes in the small French style bistro. It is handsomely decorated and rather beautiful. They order dinner, each getting one of the specials for the bistro. Like dinner of the previous night, it goes smoothly. Though there is a bit more affection than there had been the previous night since she keeps giving him smiles of the intimate type. By time they are done, they return to the hotel and get everything together to leave. Just before they head out the door, he spins her against the door and kisses her thoroughly until she is breathless.
Dropping his forehead against hers like he has done several times before he murmurs, "If I am dreaming, don't wake me up. This weekend has been perfect."
She smiles at him, tilting her head back to kiss him gently. "It's not a dream, while I am sure there will be headaches when we get back, it's okay cause it was not a rash decision." Reaching her hand up to touch his jaw, she tells him, "I have made my choice, I love you." He smiles that brilliant smile of his, the one that makes his eyes seem to be even brighter.
Grabbing his hand, the two of them take their stuff and check out. As the two of them get into the car, she takes one more look at the hotel before they drive off. The ride back seems shorter to her even though she knows it is about the same amount of time. For the majority of it she is lost in thought wondering how she is going to explain this to her family and friends. However a large part of her does not care about how she is going to explain or whether they will accept or not. If they truly care for her then they will stand with her, otherwise, well she was the one with the sexy vampire who had a really good ability at sticking to things if the past is anything to go by.
The past. Well, she thought, I am not worried about if Katherine was to show up because she managed to burn her own bridges and I doubt he would ever be willing to put them back. Loyalty is definitely one of his strong suits, and he's given his loyalty to me according to behavior over the last few months. That's alright, because I'm loyal too and my loyalty is to him.
"Whatcha thinking about?" he inquires as the car flies down the road, they are about half-way back.
She turns to look at him, "you, friends and family, you some more." He frowns, staring out at the road with a concerned look on his face. Before he has a chance to start really fretting, she continues, "I think that this was the right choice, that you are the right choice. With that clarity spell bouncing around in my head it's hard to do anything without thinking things through so neither Stefan nor Bonnie can really comment on it. My Uncle John will be the biggest headache, but I avoid him anyways so that will not matter." Shrugging and smiling, she tells him, "'sides, I think your well worth it. I think that goes with the being in love."
After her speech he cannot help but chuckle, "only you."
She nods, "yep, only me, though I wanted to ask you something."
Glancing her way he replies, "ask away."
"Why did you compel me to forget the first time we spoke? The night my parents died, at that party?" her voice is soft, serious, yet curious.
Shocked, he pulls off to the side of the road, staring at her. "You remembered? When did you remember?"
Shrugging she responds, "since the day we got the spell book back. Bonnie had cast the clarity spell for the second time and it is the first thing that came to mind. The compulsion was broken. It just confused the hell out of me. Part of the reason it took so long to determine what I felt was that confusion. I did not understand your motives. Truthfully I still don't in regards to that day."
Sighing, he runs a hand through his hair, "you were young, beautiful, pure. I didn't want to be the one to ruin it."
She nods, reaches over the seat to grab his hand and smiles, "thank you for telling me."
Smirking, he leans over the seat and kisses her, "I will always be honest with you."
With that resolved the pair get back on the road. The rest of the trip goes by in a blur and they are pulling into her driveway shortly after midnight. As normal, he gets out of the car in order to open the door for her as is polite. Once she is out of the car, he grabs her stuff, and walks her to the door. She opens it and is surprised to see her Uncle John sitting there, his face dark with her Aunt Jenna in the kitchen looking like there was an argument just moments before.
Glancing between them, Damon quick travels to put her stuff on the bed before returning to her side. Even though he is gone for only a moment, her uncle starts yelling before he is even back.
"What the hell do you think you are doing, young lady? Where the hell have you been?" her uncle's voice is harsh.
She glances at Jenna as she feels Damon coming to stand with her. "I was with Damon, he spoke with Jenna before we left and she said it was alright. Since she is my guardian, not you Uncle John, its not your problem." She can feel Damon getting tense as he watches her uncle's behavior. Jenna merely shakes her head, commenting on him being an ass again.
Losing control of his temper, Uncle John demands, "Do you even know what he is Elena? I realize you know he is a vampire, but he's a killer. He's evil. All of their kind are."
She shrugs, "he's got the temper from hell, far more loyalty than should be expected of anyone, not a problem in the world snapping someone's neck because they are on his nerves. Oh yes Uncle John, I realize exactly what he is. But do you know what?"
He looks at her funny, startled to hear her answer him like that. "What?"
"He's also the one that sets my blood afire, wild and unexpected, terrifying and thrilling, and I love him. So you can just back the hell off." she snaps at him, before turning to Jenna, "I'll talk to you tomorrow after school okay?"
Jenna just grins at her "sleep well Elena, have a good night Damon."
Elena heads up to her room without say anything else. As she reaches the top of the steps she spots Jeremy leaning on his door, "Nice entrance, hello Damon."
She lets out a chocked laugh, shaking her head, "Oh Jer, I figured Uncle john would be like that."
Jeremy shrugs, "that's his thing, he thinks all vampires are evil. I'm not sure I agree to that statement, after all he," he motions to Damon, "is protective of you and Ana has been mostly good to me. So I think we'll just have to agree to disagree, have a good night." He tells her before he heads into his room and shuts the door.
Shaking her head, she goes in her room and puts her stuff away. Once it is put up she turns to see Damon lounging on her bed, watching her with a smile. Smiling back, she clamors up on the bed next to him, realizing how small her bed really is.
As he wraps his arms around her, she hears him whisper "thank you," into her hair.
She turns in his arms to look up at him questioningly before she remembers the journal she borrowed so long ago and t he fact he had not been the favored son. Couple that with the behavior she had seen from Stefan she was sure that it was a novel feeling for him. Smiling, she kisses him before tucking her head on his shoulder and drifting off to sleep.
