Hello, fellow Delena fans. This is a story I have recently been dying to write. So here goes the first chapter. Hope you like it. Enjoy, comment and review. I appreciate them =]

I do not own Vampire Diaries.

I just wish I do .

It was a quarter to two, and Damon was in the mood to play.

He wrapped an arm around Elena's waist to bring her closer to him.

She shifted in the bed and mumbled, "Stefan, I told you not to do that."

Damon continued messing around with Elena, but this time he nuzzled closer and gave her a soft kiss behind her ear.

"Stefan!" Elena yelled as she turned to face the blue-eyed brother instead.

She was so surprised that she jumped off the bed too quickly her butt almost met the floor. With her eyes wide open and her mouth gaping in shock, she had the look of a burglar caught on video.

"Damon," her tone still surprised.

He relaxed on his brother's bed by sitting up on his elbow, placing his head on his hand and staring teasingly. "Good morning," he smirked.

"What are…Where's Stefan?" she stuttered.

"Oh he's away with Alaric, tracking down Katherine," he nonchalantly answered.

"Why are you here?"

"Well, my little brother thought you needed some protecting, so until he's back I'll be watching you."

"I don't need protecting especially not by you!" Elena yelled.

"Now, now Ms. Gilbert. No need to yell," he teased. "Besides you can't stop me from doing what I want."

"Fine, do whatever you like." She grabbed her coat and headed for the door.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa. Doing whatever I like includes being with you. Now, you've asked your questions and I've answered them. It's my turn.

She attempted to squeeze through the small spaces he left between him and the door but it was pointless. His large body covered all entryways. She finally accepted defeat and stared intently into his playful blue gaze.

"So, you let Stefan hold you, don't you?"

She averted his eyes and faced the floor, ignoring his questions. But Damon wasn't going to quit. He took a step closer to her and wrapped his long arms around her gently but tight enough that she was unable to escape.

She struggled beneath his hold, but she was no match.

"Do you let him do this?"

This time, Damon bit her earlobe, playing with her ear.

She let out a moan, but immediately covered it in anger. She yelled and wriggled, but still no improvements.

Damon knew what he heard which gave him more motivation to continue.

"Elena," he held her at arms length. They stared into each other's eyes, absorbed into each other's warm gaze. He lowered his head, closing the distance between their faces.

"Now, I know you must let him do this." He kissed her lips, creating a wave of passion.

Damon pushed her onto the bed and continued. She struggled beneath him, but she was no match. When she finally stopped wriggling and succumbed to his blue gaze, he felt it. It was no longer just a game.

At first, Elena threw blows of disapproval, but they began to slowly fade away as he captivated her. His soft lifts connected with hers, forming a sweet sensation. He used a hand to roam the spot at her waist and used the other to remove the brown locks from her face. Without knowledge, her arms enveloped around his neck, and her fingers twisted into his hair. Moans escaped her captured lips and she was lost in his touch.

Damon released all his restrained feelings. He enthralled her. When she finally let him into her mouth, his feelings escaped their cage. His hunger for her grew. He played with her tongue– twisting, turning, and dancing. They created a rhythm of passion.

They both spilled their feelings into that moment. That special moment of desire. They both felt right, but they knew it was wrong.

His heart accelerated. His body sizzled in desire. His senses grew. That's also when he recognized it. The scent of his brother on the woman he loves. He broke off their connection, but knew no way to cover their detachment.

They stared at each. Confused at what had just happened. Baffled at Elena's reaction to their connection and puzzled by Damon's separation.

Luckily, a phone began its chime. Elena left the spot under him and searched for her phone. She urgently rummaged through her stuff and finally felt the vibration of the device in the pocket of her coat.

"Hello," she answered breathlessly.

"Hey, Lena!" the other caller yelled. "Tonight's the night, so don't forget to come!"

"Alright, Care. I'll be there. Don't worry."

"Mmkay," she cheered.

"Good luck! I'll see you, later." She hung up the phone and took a moment to think.

She couldn't turn around to face Damon with the awkward tension in the air.

"I have to go home," Elena informed him, breaking the silence.

Damon was disappointed at her early leave, but he knew nothing good would come out if she stayed any longer with him after their moment of need.

"I'll drive you."

Damon stopped his car in front of her house. The entire car ride had an uncomfortable feeling in the car. They were both concerned at what happened only minutes ago.

"Elena, I-" Damon started but was interrupted.

"Damon, please forget about what happened." Damon tried to hide the disappointment plastered clearly on his face, but it was too much to conceal.

"Elena, don't do this. We both know what we felt."

"No, you're just imagining things," she denied.

"No, I'm not!" Damon wasn't going to stop. He would continue to get her to admit her feelings.

That's what he initiated until she hit below the belt.

Without looking at him, "I only kissed you like that because I miss Stefan." That wasn't the last of her lies. "I imagined you were him."

Damon's sky-colored eyes darkened at her painful words. He was too hurt to respond.

Elena closed the car door behind her, still not meeting his gaze and leaving him speechless.

Ouch! Elena, how could you? xD Don't worry, if you guys like it, I'll tell you what Elena felt afterwards.

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