Warning, some light smut/fluff since there hasn't been much!

Bella

"I-I'm perfectly capable of cleaning myself up, I just need a change of clothes." Her words seemed to fall on deaf ears as Damon ushered her over to the sinks, turning her to face him and pulling her flush against him.

"I'm fully aware you can. But won't it be so much more fun to let me help?" His voice was at her ear, fingers edging the hem of her shirt up her torso slowly as he spoke. When he said help, his hand on her waist gave a firm squeeze which made her giggle. Bella brought her hands up his back under his shirt, a soft sound of content escaping her as she tilted her head up to close the short distance between them.

The past few days had been so shitty, so full of fear and anger and tears. Their kisses started sweetly enough, short and chaste as their hands pulled each other's shirts off. The shirts were quicky discarded and tossed to the side. Short pecks increased in intensity and Damon all but threw Bella up onto the counter between the double sinks, quickly closing the short space between them. Bella tilted her head back as Damon's kisses lead away from her mouth and along her jaw, planting forceful kisses along her flesh.

She whimpered softly, her legs wrapping around his waist and squeezing him tight to her. "Damon." she gasped when he ran his tongue over a sensitive section of her throat.

She could feel his smile against her neck, feel his arms tight around her waist as her own roamed his back freely.

"mmm" Was his only answer as he continued the assault to her throat and collar bone. Bella moved her hands from his back to tangle in the hair of his head and pull, the low growl that met her ears made her smile as she clumsily crashed her mouth to his once more. This time it was Bella's tongue that sought access to his mouth.

He granted it to her, and the pair shifted slightly to deepen their kiss. At some point Damon had made fast work of her bra, because his hand was suddenly cupping the soft and supple flesh or her breast. Fingers working deftly to knead and pull on her nipples made her moan into his mouth, her hips moving against his as they searched for friction.

"Isabella." It was just her name, spoken gruffly when they finally pulled apart for air they didn't actually need, but the tone in his voice and the way that Damon's eyes had darkened seemed like he was no longer speaking to Bella, but rather directly to the throbbing bundle of nerves hidden in her pants.

She bucked and groaned when Damon's mouth followed the lead of his hand on her breast, taking her free nipple in his mouth and teasing her with his tongue.

"Fuck!" She cursed softly, letting go of his hair to grab his ass. Bella pulled him impossibly closer as her hips bucked forward, earning a sound that was nearly feral to escape from the man in front of her as well as his own hips to thrust forward against her.

There was only so much teasing she could handle, and eventually Bella's breathless voice broke through the wall of whimpers and moans.

"Damon, please. I need you."

DAMON

He was thankful that he no longer needed to be reserved with Bella any longer, because the force with which he ripped the clothes left on their clothing and throwing her on to the bed would have likely hurt his little doe had she been human still.

Damon gave her a moment to get her bearings, as they had very suddenly gone from making out and coping a feel in the restroom to Damon's erection digging into the flesh of her thigh on the bed. He realized she seemed more thank okay with the sudden change of pace and so he interlocked the fingers of both her hands with his left, pinning it above her head and buying their hands beneath the pillows, his other hand propping himself up to hover over her.

Her mouth was swollen, the little of her human blood remaining in her system had left a lovely trail of hickeys down her throat and across her collar bone. He doubted they would last the night; but Damon enjoyed seeming them there while he could.

"Say it again." He could hardly recognize his own voice at this point, gruff with desire and pent-up lust. Staring down at her like this, she looked every bit the little doe he loved to call her.

"Wh-what?" She mumbled shyly, her large brown eyes staring up at him through her lashes. He had half a mind to let it go and simply lose himself in her.

But that was only half his mind.

"Say. It. Again." He spoke again, each word punctuated by a nip to her flesh. One bite to her jaw, another to her shoulder, and one more on her breast right beside her nipple. It was the last bite that had her hips rising up to find his, the squeal she let out like music to his ears.

"Damon," She panted, turning her gaze to him again. "Baby please, please I need you." She was begging at this point and Damon's knee that had come up between her legs and held firmly against the apex of her thighs only seemed to spur her hips on more.

"You're sure?" Damon asked, letting go of her hands so she was free to run them over his body. She greedily grasped at him, nodding her head as she shifted to nestle himself between her legs. He leaned down and kissed her deeply, not moving until she started to squirm beneath him. AS badly as she was saying she needed Damon, he was sure that he needed her even more.

"Isabella," He crooned, moving his hips forward and slowly begging the process of burying his complete length inside of her. He watched with great satisfaction as her eyes fluttered shut and her head tilted back with a low moan as he did so. He stayed there more a moment, one of his hands running down the side of her body from her neck to her knee, where he grasped and lifted her leg to hook around his hip.

Very much enjoying the new angle, they continued to move together, Damons mouth on Bella's exposed throat.

He felt when her walls started to tighten, her moans growing louder and Damon's thrusts picking up pace; spurred by Bella's moans as well as her hands squeezing his shoulders. "I-I'm so close." She finally gasped, her hips jerking against the rhythm of his as she sought release.

Though his hips never gave up their pace, Damon reached his free hand up to firmly take Bella's jaw in his grasp. He turned her so she was looking at him straight on, her eye hooded with pleasure as they moved together. "Look at me, Isabella." Damon commanded; his voice thick with pleasure as his own ejaculation was near. She did her best, his sweet little wife, as she cried out in pleasure.

Damon could feel her orgasm, feel her trembling beneath him as her climax shook her body. Her moans echoed off of the walls of the restroom and back at them and her eyes were no longer the deep rick brown they usually were, but nearly black at her pleasure overtook her. The look of ecstasy on her face was enough to push Damon over the edge, and he leaned down to kiss her deeply as her thrust his hips into her, his moans muffled by the action.

When they had both rode out the wave of pleasure that had nearly drowned them, Damon rolled to his side; gathering Bella in his arms and kissing the top of her head as they lie together in the tangled sheets.

"You are so beautiful, Isabella." He murmured softly, mostly to himself as her arms snaked around his waist and hugged him tightly.

"I uh... Wow.." She murmured softly, causing Damon to chuckle and cock an eyebrow she couldn't see. "You're beautiful and I'm 'wow.'?"

She jumped out of his arm, shaking her head and cupping his face with her hands "No! That's not what I mean... I just, I didn't excpect-" He watched her break off and her face transform to one of horror as he simply stared at her with the same cocked brow, beating back a grin as he let her keep talking.

"Not that I didn't expect this, Itwasamazing andithinki'mjustgoingtoshutupnowand HEY!" She squealed when Damon could no longer hold back the amused smile he had been hiding.

He leaned forward and pressed a gentle kiss on her mouth, laughing. "I know, Isabella. I was teasing. How about we have that bath now then, eh?"

He scooped her up in his arms and carried her into the restroom, her head laying on his chest as she allowed herself to be carried. He couldn't stifle the large smile on his face when she muttered a quiet "jerk" to herself.

Bella's first time! I hope i did it semi justice? I'm thinking the further this fic goes on the more likely i am to go back and rewrite some chapters. There are so many ideas i have for the story line that I would love to see carried out but no longer make sense at this point haha.

Let me know. I might do a separate little story full on the scenarios I have.