Blueeyeddevil06, thank you for being my beta!
Damon bit into Elena's neck and drank deeply from her. She moaned and carded her fingers through his hair and held him to her neck. He knew it was a dream. He knew she'd never let him drink from her. On top of that, or below him, she was naked, and his cock was deep inside her tight pussy. Talk about the perfect dream.
This was literally his bliss. The problem was, he knew that, as a vampire, he shouldn't be dreaming. He wondered what backfired witches' curse this was.
He was thrusting in and out of her perfect heat, hearing her moan his name, feeling her heartbeat. He wasn't biting her anymore, but he was kissing her passionately, and she was matching him thrust for thrust against his tongue and cock.
He disengaged from the kiss and whispered into her ear, "I love you, Elena."
"I love you too, Damon. You, and only you."
Damn, some witch fucked up! No way did they want to give him all his desires in this dream. He hoped she got him locked in this dream for the rest of his undead life. He was happy.
Well, that and he was making love to Elena. She was now begging for more. She was desperate for him. He gave her everything she asked for, and they both shattered into their orgasms.
He didn't pull out as he laid on his back, pulling her with him. She caressed his chest while she fought for breath.
"This is perfect," he whispered to no one.
"It is." She smiled at him and kissed his cheek.
He chuckled, "Best fantasy ever."
"I thought your fantasy would involve more blood, whips, and chains," she teased.
He ran his fingers over her spine. "No, all that my fantasies need are you." He then kissed his forehead as her eyes got misty.
"I've been thinking about what we talked about," she said hesitantly.
"You have?" He played along. He had no clue what she was talking about.
"I want this… us, to last. I'm going to transition."
"Into what?" He asked, confused.
She rolled her eyes, "A vampire. I'm ready to spend the rest of my time with you."
Wow, talk about a witch that doesn't know what she's doing!
He smiled at Elena. "I'll be here for you every step of the way."
His dream then shifted focus. It appeared watery, and he had trouble seeing what was happening even with his vampire eyes. He did hear a voice, Elena's again. She was yelling at him, and she was angry.
Okay, maybe the witch figured out how to fix her curse. Damn.
The scene shifted and came into perfect focus. Elena was pacing in front of him, yelling, "I'm so fucking tired of all of this! Why won't he listen?"
"I don't think anyone has the choice not to listen to you. Even without vampire powers, they can hear you all the way to the town line," he sassed.
He was surprised when she laughed and smiled at him. She then sighed out, "What do I do?"
"I could tell you," he really couldn't. He had no idea what she was talking about, "but you'd do whatever you wanted anyway." That was so true. She laughed, and the sound made his unbeating heart soar.
She sat on the couch next to him, and he noticed he had a drink in his hand, so he downed it. He watched in confusion as she grabbed his drink and went to refill it. When she returned, she handed him the drink.
He sipped this time and said, "Tell me what you want."
"Besides for your brother to back off? I would think you'd want the same thing."
So saint Stefan was in trouble… interesting.
She surprised him when she leaned on his shoulder and said, "I told him I'm with you a thousand times. He just doesn't listen."
That shocked the hell out of him. Maybe he was right the first time. This witch screwed up on her curse.
She sat up and glared at him. "You don't have anything to say?"
"I'm liking hearing you talk, Elena. Everything you've said has been music to my ears. Tell me again how many times you told him you're with me."
She laughed and swatted his arm. "Unlike you, I care about people's feelings."
He downed his drink and set it down. He then pulled her into his arms. "You have that wrong. I care about your feelings very much."
She relaxed in his arms, and he felt the tension bleed out of her. "Just hold me. This is already helping."
He went to kiss her head, and his arms were suddenly empty. Everything looked watery again and out of focus. Again he heard talking before he could see everything in the dream.
"I can't believe I actually like that…." He recognized Bonnie's voice.
The focus shifted, and he was standing there with a startled Bonnie looking at him and Elena smiling at him.
"Care to finish that sentence?" he asked.
"No."
"Why?" he teased.
Elena chuckled, "Because she thinks you're good for me, and she'd never admit it to your face."
"Nope, witchy would never say that. Try again."
Bonnie deflated, "Accept I did. Dammit, why you, of everyone in the world?"
"I can't believe I'm saying this, but please keep talking. Suddenly I'm curious about what you have to say."
"Damon!" Elena objected.
"No, it's fine. Yes, I admit it. Without you, my best friend would be dead. I can't believe Stefan did that!"
Interesting, he thought, Stefan again. "I always protect Elena."
"I know, and that's what I'm saying. You're a jackass to everyone but her, and you have always come through and protected her."
She shifted her eyes to Elena, "Please tell me you broke up with Stefan."
"Done. Although knowing him, he will try to get me back."
Bonnie laughed, "If he does, tell me. I can give him a spectacular headache."
Damon was curious about what connected his dreams, other than them being what he would hope for. He paused, except they weren't. What did he care if Bonnie wanted him with Elena? Right?
He hoped the witch's curse brought him back to bed with Elena soon. That was definitely something he was interested in.
Everything shifted again, and things grew watery. This time it stayed that way for a bit, and light then flooded into his vision, and things went bright white before it faded, and he wasn't in control of his dreams anymore.
Now he was standing there watching himself with Elena. She was crying, and he held her in his arms.
He heard himself say, "I'm always here for you."
"I know. That's why I came."
"He's angry. He'll -"
"He threatened to kill me. He doesn't get a pass on that because he's Stefan."
He watched her begin to tremble in his arms, and he held her tighter. "I've got you. I won't let anyone hurt you."
She looked up at him and smiled, "I know."
She then brushed her tears away and cupped his face. "Do you know why he was mad?"
"No."
"I told him I love you."
Both Damons looked at her in shock. He heard the other him say. "You're just upset."
"No, I'm in love. Please tell me it's not too late."
"It's never too late, Elena."
As he watched them about to kiss, the scene shifted again. When everything came into focus, he watched himself as Elena drank blood.
"I wish it was mine."
Bonnie rolled her eyes. "Do you really want to risk a sire-bond? She's in love with you, and so it can't be your blood." She then shuddered, "I told you vampires discovered if they had someone fall in love with them and then turned them, they would be sire-bonded. Some vampires made large harems for themselves that way. It's sick."
"She loves Caroline too."
"Not the same," Bonnie replied impatiently.
Elena shuddered after finishing the blood. It was quite a lot, but Damon refused to take chances with Elena. He then looked at her. "Ready?"
She nodded and cocked her head, "Yes."
"I can't believe you're going to make me kill you."
"Drain me dry. You promised you'd make it the best way to die."
He sighed and glared at Bonnie, "Time to go. I have a girl to keep a promise to."
Bonnie laughed, "Just…" She looked at Elena. "His love for you makes him less annoying."
Damon watched everything like it was a movie. He saw himself lay Elena down on the bed and kiss her passionately. She looked up with lidded eyes and said, "I love you."
"I love you too. This is going to be the worst and best night of my life. I don't want to watch you die, but I refuse to let anyone else help you through this."
She smiled and said, "It's you I want to help me through."
He nodded, bent over, and thumbed her carotid artery. "I've got you."
He then licked her neck and whispered into her ear, "Let go and let me taste you. You know how turned on it gets you when I drink from you. Savor the feeling as I bring you into the next life—one where we have forever together."
Damon then gently bit her neck, and he watched her moan and fist his hair in her hand, holding his mouth to her neck. "Drink, Damon. It's time."
He then watched as he drained her dry. Her eyes fluttered shut, and he heard the moment her heart stopped. She was dead.
He panicked when the scene shifted again. He wanted to see the end. He wasn't sure what in the world was going on, but he knew everything he was seeing was out of order.
Suddenly he was back in the dream and hard as hell being ridden by Elena. She was wild on top of him, and she threw her head back and screamed in ecstasy.
He thrust up into her in time with her movements, and what felt like white-hot lightning ran through his veins.
"Bite my breast," she yelled out in desperation. "Drink from me, please."
Damon wasn't one to pass up such an enticing offer. He leaned forward and bit into her breast, tonguing her pebbled nipple and drinking her blood. All the while, she was riding him hard.
He took another drink of her blood, and it caused her to crash into an orgasm, triggering his. He came hard, groaning out her name and pulling her perfect body to him.
He wanted to curse when the scene got watery again.
This time when it cleared, he was holding her with one arm wrapped around her waist and the other one holding her hand as he looked at her daylight ring.
"Do you ever regret it, my love?"
"Never. Not a day goes by where I'm not grateful to have made the decision."
Suddenly he's surrounded by darkness again. As he tries to make out any light, he hears Elena's name being whispered until it increases in volume to a shout.
He wakes hearing Bonnie yell, "Elena!" He's in his room alone.
He got up to shower and clear his head. He had no idea what the fuck that was, but he was sure a witch was involved. He just didn't know what they wanted.
Elena woke up and stared into Bonnie's eyes in shock. "Your spell worked."
"Really?! Great. What did it show you? Who are you destined to be with?"
Elena took a shuddering breath from the intensity of the visions Bonnie's spell showed her and said, "Damon. It's Damon."