The lyrics are from the song Nobody Puts Baby In The Corner by Fall-Out Boy.

The story title is from the song by The Pretty Reckless.

Rated M for language, sexual content, sensitive matter, and dark themes.

Keep quiet, nothing comes as easy as you. Can I lay in your bed all day?
I'll be your best kept secret and your biggest mistake. The hand behind this pen relives a failure every day.

As typically happens when Damon and Elena are alone, much less in a bed, they weren't cuddling for long. Damon had his arm around Elena, and had been innocently stroking her arm when she moved up and placed little kisses along his jaw line. One of her hands stretched and clutched at Damon's hip bone, and she rolled over, grinding against his other hip.

Keep quiet, nothing comes as easy as you. Can I lay in your bed all day?
I'll be your best kept secret and your biggest mistake. The hand behind this pen relives a failure every day.

"Elena," he gasped out, "I'm trying to give you a day. To rest? Watch TV? Do your homework?" He felt her blunt teeth bite his shoulder, hard. He groaned, and continued. "This is not the way to encourage me not to bruise you."

He felt her move up to his ear. "I don't mind the bruises Damon. Just, we should be more careful about where they are."

Keep quiet, nothing comes as easy as you. Can I lay in your bed all day?
I'll be your best kept secret and your biggest mistake. The hand behind this pen relives a failure every day.

He grinned, and flipped them over so that he was looming above her. Elena moved her hands so they cupped Damon's face, and she looked nervous.

"There's actually something that I wanted to you about…"

Damon had nuzzled his face into the crook of her neck, and was sucking on the skin there. "Mm hmm?"

"It's serious."

With a sigh, Damon pulled his face up, and stilled his movements. "Yes?"

"Well, you – The first time – When we had sex, before… back in Mystic Falls, you bit me."

Damon nodded, smiling at the thought of where this might be going.

"I, well, I want you to bite me again. Um, today, now."

Keep quiet, nothing comes as easy as you. Can I lay in your bed all day?
I'll be your best kept secret and your biggest mistake. The hand behind this pen relives a failure every day.

Damon didn't need to be asked twice. He pulled his t-shirt off of her, and she did the same to him, before reaching down for his pants. There was usually certain finesse when they had sex, quite a lot of foreplay, and it tended to last for a while. But there was a sense of urgency now, both of them wondering if taking this step would help or hinder their relationship.

Elena wrapped her legs around Damon's waist, and he drove into her quickly, drawing a strangled yell from her throat. After a few strokes, Elena nodded, and Damon reached for a knife in his nightstand. He cut himself where his pulse would be, and slowly moved in to bite Elena in the same place.

Keep quiet, nothing comes as easy as you. Can I lay in your bed all day?
I'll be your best kept secret and your biggest mistake. The hand behind this pen relives a failure every day.

Elena gasped at the prick in her throat, then wrapped her lips over the wound on Damon, and lapped at the blood. She moaned, and felt Damon smile against her skin. She'd had Damon's blood before, and he'd drank from her as well, but it was nothing compared to this. She could taste his arousal in his blood, and knew that he tasted hers as well.

It wasn't until Elena stopped to breathe, and Damon pulled away, that she realized that he was still driving into her. Heat flowed through her veins, and she arched her back, crying out at the same time. Her vision was blurring, her breathing erratic, and she felt wave after wave of pleasure break on her. And each time that she thought it was over, Damon would thrust again, and it would restart.

Then, the phone rang.

Keep quiet, nothing comes as easy as you. Can I lay in your bed all day?
I'll be your best kept secret and your biggest mistake. The hand behind this pen relives a failure every day.

Elena was blinking hazily, and tried to grab Damon's phone off the nightstand, while Damon had no intention of ending.

"Just ignore it," Damon growled.

Elena made another cry of pleasure, and glanced at the screen. "It's Alaric," she breathed.

Damon stopped for a second, and Elena let out a whimper of displeasure. He grabbed the phone from her, pressed the green button, and then continued pounding into Elena, covering her mouth with his other hand.

"Ric, I'm busy. Emergency?" He listened for a moment, and then stopped moving again. Elena jutted her hips upward. "What do you mean by 'okay'?" Another moment, then, "Fuck! I'm on my way."

He threw the phone, and leaned in to kiss Elena, thrusting frantically until he met his release. At this point, Elena couldn't move, but there wasn't a mark on her. Damon slid out of her, and looked her in the eyes.

"Do you trust me?" He was frowning, and she nodded. "There's a problem. I'm not too sure what happened, but I'll tell you as soon as I know. Are you going to be okay?"

She smiled at him. "Eventually." She pushed his shoulder. "Go be a hero," she smirked.

He growled, kissed her again, and then got up.