Disclaimer: I do not own anything related to The Vampire Diaries, TV show or books. However I decided to have a little play around with the characters (I would definitely like to play with Damon).

WARNING, SMUTTY CHAPTER WITH SOME BAD LANGUAGE.

Dear Diary

I'm confused. Damon snapped Jeremy's neck, although luckily he was wearing the Gilbert ring, so he survived. But my problem is that I should hate Damon for doing that. He did it because I turned him down, or so I thought, but I think it wasn't just me, I think it was Katherine who drove him to the brink and then I lied to him and he knew I was lying.

He told me there was something between us, and he's right, but I can't admit that to him. I can barely admit it to myself. And I know what Bonnie said about me and Damon, which still confuses the hell out of me. I should hate Damon right now, and yes I'm angry with him, but I could never hate him. And to make matters worse, I had another one of those dreams about him last night. Of all of the times to dream about him like that, this wasn't one that I would have expected. It makes me hate him even less.

Maybe it's my subconscious telling me what triggered him off, and if I hadn't have said it would always be Stefan, he wouldn't have killed Jeremy, but manifesting itself into these types of dreams is crazy. It was a lie, I knew it and I suspect he knew it too. But if every time he does something bad and I dream about him like this, what does it say about me? Is it that I like him being bad, or is it that I can see the good in him and I want to bring it out and the dreams are focusing on that. Yes there's the sex part, but what we talk about before the sex makes me think there is good in him. If this happens every time, I'll forgive him for everything.

How am I supposed to stay mad at him when I'm dreaming about him like this? Because if this continues, I'm scared that I'm going to fall in love with him, and I don't want to be like Katherine!

E

The previous night's dream...

Elena put her toothbrush in it's holder as she examined herself in the bathroom mirror, knowing there was a woman roaming Mystic Falls wearing the same face as the one which was looking back at her. She sighed and picked up her sweater, she'd had enough, she just wanted to go to bed and forget everything. She turned the bathroom light out and walked into her bedroom. Suddenly she noticed Damon was unexpectedly sat on her bed, which caused her to jump with shock.

"Oh god, you scared me." Elena told him, breathing heavily as she walked past him.

"Just doing my part in the neighborhood watch." Damon said flatly.

"Thanks. For, um, for looking out for us. For me." Elena offered as she noticed something seemed off with Damon.

"That's me, your trusty bodyguard. Calm in crisis." Damon frowned, his speech slightly slurred.

"Have you been drinking?" Elena asked as Damon held up his forefinger and thumb a small distance apart in reply. "And you're upset." she surmised. "That's not a good combination." she said shaking her head.

"No, I'm not upset. Upset is an emotion specific to those who care." Damon told her, clearly lying.

"Come on, Damon. That's a lie. You care." Elena said softly.

Damon looked up at her. "You're surprised that I thought you would kiss me back?" Damon asked. "You can't imagine that I believed that you would want to?" he frowned.

"Damon..." Elena sighed, not knowing what to say. He was right, but there was no way she could ever let him know because she loved Stefan.

"That what we've been doing here means something?" Damon continued. "You're the liar, Elena. There is something going on between the two of us and you know it." he got up and walked towards her. "And you're lying to me, and you're lying to Stefan, and, most of all, you're lying to yourself. I can prove it." Damon insisted.

"No." Elena protested as Damon quickly grabbed her face in his hands and kissed her with a kiss which was hard yet soft, intense and passionate. Elena knew he was right, but kissing him like this was not the solution, regardless of whatever would happen in their future, right now her heart belonged to Stefan, meaning she was very uncomfortable with Damon being so forward and did not want to kiss him, especially when he was drunk and upset.

Elena grabbed onto Damon's hands and managed to pull away from him."Damon, don't! What's wrong with you?" she pleaded.

"Lie about this." Damon said, looking at her as if he were going to try and kiss her again, however Elena put her hands up against his chest to stop him.

"Stop it! You're better than this, come on." Elena complained.

"That's where you're wrong." Damon corrected her as he tried to kiss her again quickly, but this time Elena was prepared and managed to push him back.

"No, no, no, Damon! I care about you. Listen to me, I care about you." Elena told Damon, who smiled slightly and entwined his hands with hers. "I do but...I'm not some sort of rebound girl for Katherine." she told him, guessing the state he was in must be Katherine related. Damon momentarily looked really hurt, but his eyes dropped and he let go of his grip on her arms as he must have understood her position regarding Katherine.

"Elena, what's going on in here?" Jeremy's voice suddenly came from her doorway as both Damon and Elena looked at him, giving Elena the opportunity to pull away from Damon.

"Nothing, Jeremy. It's okay, just go back to bed." Elena said. "We're just discussing...Damon watching the house, protecting us from Katherine...aren't we Damon?" Elena asked looking pointedly at Damon who just nodded and sat back down on the bed. Jeremy simply nodded and turned to leave as Elena walked over to her bedroom door and closed it. Elena then walked over to the bathroom door and closed that too before sitting down on her bed next to Damon and taking his hand in hers. "What did she do?" Elena asked.

"It's nothing." Damon shrugged.

"No Damon, it's not nothing." Elena insisted. "As someone who cares very deeply about you, and yes we have some weird connection thing going on which I can't explain..." she started.

"You know exactly what it is." Damon sighed. "Bonnie already told you." he looked at her with sad eyes.

"I'm very much aware of Bonnie's prophesy Damon." Elena rolled her eyes. "But...and I'm saying this is a big but...if it is true, it doesn't mean it's going to happen today or tomorrow. We both need to...grow up a little." she said.

Damon frowned. "I'm one hundred and seventy years old Elena, how much more growing up can I do?" he asked as Elena suddenly laughed.

"Considering how much you've grown since I met you, I'd say a lot." Elena smirked as Damon frowned. "First of all, you're not over Katherine, and as I said I'm not a rebound girl." Elena told him. "Those sort of relationships never last, and if what Bonnie says is true, we will." she said as Damon shrugged in semi agreement. "We have to let nature take its course, not rush things."

"I guess." Damon said, his face full of disappointment.

"But we need to clear the air first." Elena insisted. "And I need you to promise me something." she said.

"Anything." Damon smiled.

"Nothing is rushed or forced, and the time will only come when we're both ready." Elena looked at Damon pointedly, who simply nodded in agreement. "We have to trust each other by being honest open and real." she told him. "We both need to be completely over our first loves." she said. "Right now, I'm seventeen and I can't see past Stefan. And I'm going to be honest with you Damon, I can't imagine being with anyone else in that way right now." she explained. "And if I didn't know about Bonnie's prophesy, I'd insist it would always be Stefan. But I know it won't always be Stefan. One day it will be you, so I think now is as good a time as any to be truthful with each other about things that would be nice to know when we are together, but would be more...awkward to discuss then." she suggested.

"Such as?" Damon asked.

"What happened tonight?" Elena asked.

"Ugh, do we have to?" Damon complained as his face fell.

"Yes we do." Elena insisted, standing up. "I think it's something I might need to know, but I might not want to hear it when I'm completely and madly in love with you, so it's best we get it out of the way now." she said as Damon narrowed his eyes and a small smile crept on his face.

Elena walked to the top of the bed. "Boots off." she insisted.

"What are we doing?" Damon asked with a confused look on his face as Elena pulled the comforter back.

"When couples have had a bad day, they talk to each other." she explained. "I know mom and dad used to talk about things in bed when they'd had a bad day." she said. "It's not a bad place to start. But don't think this is an invitation to start any funny business." Elena frowned as she got in bed and sat up against the headboard.

"Okay." Damon sighed as he got up and took his boots off before climbing into the bed beside Elena. "So what now?" he asked.

Elena took Damon's hand in hers and laced their fingers together. "What happened with Katherine?" she replied.

"I'm not sure I feel comfortable telling you this." Damon dropped his eyes.

Elena lifted his chin. "Okay, how about you ask me something that I'd find uncomfortable telling you." she suggested.

"And you'd be truthful with me?" Damon asked raising an eyebrow.

Elena rolled her eyes. "Yes Damon." she said.

"Do you find me attractive?" Damon asked narrowing his eyes.

Elena sighed, she'd suspected the question would be something like this, but as she promised, she wouldn't lie to him, yet she wasn't sure what to tell him. "You're a good looking guy." she replied, hoping that would be enough.

"That's not what I asked." Damon said.

"Okay." Elena sighed, trying to think of how to explain what she thought without Damon getting the wrong idea. "Good looks do not necessarily make someone attractive." she explained. "When you are being horrible and mean, you are decidedly unattractive." she told him as Damon looked at her with interest. "But..." Elena started as she began to fidget uncomfortably, twisting her necklace. "...Every now and again, I see someone who I suspect is the man behind the vampire. Now he's kinda cute." she shrugged, hoping it was enough.

"Cute?" Damon repeated, raising his eyebrows as Elena nodded shyly. "I don't think anyone has ever described me as cute before." he frowned.

"I'm looking at the man I think you might have been before Katherine got her evil twisted claws into you." Elena told him with a look of disgust. She'd managed to tell him without telling him that there had been at least one occasion where she'd wanted him in ways that she shouldn't. She suspected Katherine had used Damon as a sex object, meaning she had to be different, even if she did understand Katherine's motives, and even at times shared Katherine's desires towards Damon, which he couldn't know for his own sanity. To make matters worse, their conversation and nearness was beginning to have a sexual effect on her already. She just hoped he wouldn't pick up on it. Elena suddenly realized, allowing Damon to lay next to her in bed was a huge mistake. "Speaking of which, your turn." she said trying to change the subject.

Damon sighed. "Katherine was at the house after I got home." he told her. "She came on to me, and things started getting hot and heavy." he said looking down at their entwined hands, as Elena's heart fell. She'd suspected something like this had happened, but actually hearing him say it was something sexual between him and Katherine, made her feel like an arrow had pierced straight through her heart with jealousy, even though it wasn't any of her business, yet. "I stopped it because I needed to know the truth." Damon looked at Elena, his eyes filled with sadness. "I asked if she'd ever loved me." he said.

"Go on." Elena encouraged him, already knowing the answer or he wouldn't be sat here next to her.

"She told me it had only ever been Stefan." he said in a small voice.

Elena's heart nearly broke for him, yet at the same time it skipped a beat of joy. Although Damon probably couldn't see it right now, Katherine had probably done Damon the biggest favor possible. Letting him go in that manner was cruel, but he needed to hear it. Elena was also glad that she would never have to fight Katherine for Damon's affections when the time came. Although, considering all of Damon's insistence surrounding them being fated to be together, Elena was curious as to why he'd even gotten to that stage with Katherine in the first place.

"Why did you and Katherine get hot and heavy if you are so convinced about the prophesy?" Elena asked, knowing it might be the wrong time, but she had to know.

Damon shrugged. "It was just going to be sex Elena." he explained as Elena winced. "But I couldn't." he frowned. "I had to know if she'd used me." he told her as Elena could see his eyes welling up. "Plus, I couldn't have you." he said in a small voice.

Suddenly Elena felt very sorry for him, and realized he needed some form of comfort. "Come here." Elena said as she instinctively pulled him into her so his head was resting on her chest. She pulled him in tightly, her arms around his shoulders as he wrapped his own arms around her waist. Elena placed her cheek on Damon's head as they held onto each other tightly, the masculine clean smell of his hair invading her senses. And although Elena knew she was overstepping a boundary, and what they were doing was inappropriate considering she was dating his brother, it felt right for them to be holding each other this way.

"Thank you." Damon mumbled, as Elena felt his hot breath on her chest, sending shock waves throughout her body, before Damon lifted his head to look up to her.

The expression on Damon's face was so full of a mixture of emotions, she didn't know how he was dealing with it. Sadness, and hurt, which she suspected was because he'd just found out Katherine had never loved him, although Elena wondered if it was more likely to be him feeling unwanted than Damon having genuine feelings for Katherine, which meant he was possibly angry too, although he was hiding that. At the same time she saw love, need and desire, all directed at her. Beneath it all was a sense of loneliness, like a little boy lost, and she could see all of this through his beautiful blue eyes. What confused Elena was why nobody else could ever understand Damon, just her, even Stefan didn't know his brother as well as she did. The look on his face caused Elena's heart rate to increase and a knot twist in her stomach. If she hadn't been wearing her vervain necklace, she would have been convinced he was compelling her to fall in love with him.

Elena tenderly tucked a piece of his raven hair which had fallen into his eye, out of the way and cupping his face. "You'll be fine." she whispered reassuringly as her eyes were drawn to his lips. "I promise." Elena said. "One day, you and I, we'll make a great team." she smiled as she inadvertently lowered her head until their foreheads were touching and Damon's face filled her vision.

Heat pooled in the pit of Elena's stomach as Damon's hands moved down her back until it reached the crack of skin between her PJ's. Jolts of electricity moved through her body from wherever he touched her, causing her to hitch her breath.

"I know we will." he whispered back, filling almost all of her remaining senses full of him. His voice sounding velvety and husky, he looked as beautiful as Damon ever could, his touch was electric. His breath smelled of mint and bourbon, whilst the rest of him smelled of a clean masculine smell, with a hint of leather, all very Damon.

The hit on all of her senses was almost too much, the only sense missing was taste, and as her eyes drifted once more down to his sensual lips, she suddenly right at that moment, desperately wanted to taste him. Elena knew it was wrong to want him so badly, she was dating his brother and he was still dealing with the conflict of emotions related to Katherine. Most of all, her desires weren't fair on him. Their time wasn't now, but they would have their time, which could possibly last for all eternity, if she ever decided to become a vampire, which, from looking at him like this, Elena suspected was something she would eventually choose to be, as she now knew wouldn't be able to resist him.

Elena shuddered from desire, causing her hair to fall down around them and act as a curtain, cocooning them in their own private little bubble, where nobody could see, and nobody would ever know what they did. Surely one little kiss wouldn't hurt, as long as Stefan never found out, and Elena knew Damon wouldn't say anything. She didn't want to be like Katherine and play them both along, but kissing Damon would never affect that. Elena already suspected Damon was her soulmate, meaning if anything, she was stringing Stefan along not Damon.

Whatever was running through Elena's mind must have been reflected by Damon as he pulled her across his body so she was straddling his hips, although she tried to ensure there was a gap between her core and his jeans, because if there was any connection between them in that area, Elena knew she would lose the last piece of self control she had. Damon's eyes glanced down to her lips and back up to return her gaze, secretly begging permission for them to touch. Elena replied by mimicking his actions. Slowly, Damon lifted his chin, allowing their lips to gently brush against each other. Elena's walls crumbled around her as she lowered her mouth to his, kissing his soft lips, chastely at first, as if they were both scared of what would happen if they took it any further. Unfortunately for Elena, her body reacted outside of her control as heat ran through to her core and she felt her panties become wet. Predictably, Damon's vampire senses picked up on the change, causing him to react as he pulled her deeper into the kiss, which had initially started off as chaste, suddenly became needy and passionate.

Elena parted her lips as Damon's tongue demanded entry to her mouth. Tentatively at first, they began to explore each other, before their confidence in one another grew and their tongues began to dance and fight for dominance. Nobody had ever kissed Elena like this before, or made her feel so alive by just kissing her. Whilst Damon's lips were soft, she could sense the power behind them, turning her on even more. His mouth tasted even sweeter than it smelled, so sweet she felt like she could survive for the rest of her life on his kisses alone without food or water. Breathing however was a different matter and Elena, much to her dissatisfaction had to pull away to allow herself to catch her breath, which also gave her a moment to regain her sanity.

"We shouldn't." Elena whispered breathlessly as she stroked Damon's cheek, her actions not reflecting her words.

"I know." he replied softly, closing his eyes as he leaned into her touch.

"You're not over Katherine yet." Elena told him as Damon opened his eyes and looked up at her intently.

"I was over Katherine before I tried to open the tomb." Damon said. "I was already falling for you, I guess I just didn't know it." he admitted as he pulled Elena in to kiss her.

Elena was going to mention Stefan, however she made the mistake of lowering herself so she was resting on Damon's hips and his very erect member. Shoving aside all thoughts of protest, her body automatically reacted to her desire for him. Never in her short life had she felt a need so strong for anyone, not even for Stefan when they were in the throes of passion when making love. This desire for Damon was completely different, and although part of it was sexual, and Elena suspected Damon was about to rock her world, these feelings were an intense emotional need for them to connect in the most primal way possible, two souls uniting as one body. Elena suspected these feelings must be related to them being soulmates, because she knew, right at this moment in time, she wasn't in love with him. Yet whatever these feelings were, they went deeper than just love.

Damon's hands began to roam under Elena's pajama top, every touch of his gentle hands on her skin turning her on even more. Elena ran her fingers through Damon's beautiful, soft, raven hair with one hand, the other cupping his face. However Elena decided Damon was overdressed, and ever since she'd had to perform one of the most tortuous experiences of buttoning Damon's shirt up at the bachelor auction (unbuttoning and removing it would have been her preference), she'd had an overwhelming desire run her hands up and down his gorgeous, perfect chest.

Elena's hands moved towards Damon's black shirt as she began to fumble with the buttons, her urgency slowing her down. Eventually, however, she finally managed to remove it, revealing the perfect chest which had haunted her dreams. Gone were the boyish traits still evident in both Matt and Stefan, Damon's body, although still very slim, was filled out in all the right places, the age he turned (although Elena didn't know how old Damon was, she suspected he must have been in his early to mid-twenties) evident. Intent on exploring, Elena ran her hands down the smooth planes of his chest, noticing the small tufts of hair around his nipples, which for some reason she never wanted to stop touching. Elena's mouth made it's way along Damon's jaw and down his neck whilst her hands continued to explore, heading ever further south towards his gorgeous hips and irredeemably sexy treasure trail, before finally finding their destination and undoing his zipper.

Damon lifted Elena's pajama top up and over her head, causing Elena to have to momentarily pull away from kissing Damon's neck, as he revealed her naked body underneath.

"Fuck, you're beautiful." Damon whispered, massaging her breasts in his hands before he bent his head and circled one of her nipples with his tongue, causing it to pebble, before taking it in his mouth, whilst simultaneously, gently pinching the other nipple.

Elena threw her head back and moaned with pleasure whilst Damon's talented tongue alternated between licking, gently biting and sucking, causing heat to further pool in her stomach and between her legs. Elena shimmied herself down to Damon's thighs, allowing her access to stroke his length, initially through his boxes briefs, causing him to moan, sending delicious vibrations through her breasts. However Elena wasn't finished, she pulled his boxer briefs down as much as she could, to allow her to free Damon's member from its cotton prison.

Although Damon's head was in the way, blocking her line of vision and hiding his shaft from her view, Elena didn't need her eyes to tell her how perfect he felt in her hands. She began to blindly examine him, feeling the pre-cum seeping from the tip, which she wiped around the head before gently starting to pump his erect length.

Damon pulled back from her breast and moaned with pleasure before gazing up at her. "If I wasn't already dead, I'd say you were killing me." he whispered. "Oh my god...that's good." he panted. "Too good." he warned her. "You carry on like that and I'm not going to last five minutes." he grinned before kissing her on the mouth whilst simultaneously sliding one hand down her pajama pants.

"Damon." Elena breathed, breaking the kiss, as Damon cupped her core. Elena lifted herself up onto her knees to allow Damon's hand greater access as he gently began circling her clit before slipping his finger into her folds and probing her entrance.

"You're so wet already." he whispered back, huskily, as Damon vamp-sped them around so Elena was lying flat on her back. "These are going." he said as he pulled her pajama pants and her panties off in one.

"You too." Elena insisted as Damon nodded and divested himself of the remaining items of clothes he was wearing. Elena's eyes widened and her jaw dropped when she saw the size of his manhood. "Like what you see?" he smirked as Elena simply nodded whilst Damon climbed back up the bed to hover above her. "Good." he whispered as he lowered himself to kiss her.

Elena slid her hand between them and gently took hold of Damon's length and began pumping it once more before maneuvering him so he was gliding against the slickness of her entrance. Hissing with pleasure, Damon suddenly sat up and pulled Elena's legs over his shoulders. "Not yet." he insisted. "I want to taste you first." he said as Elena looked at him in shock. "I don't mean like that." Damon grinned, realizing Elena mistook his meaning for wanting to drink her blood. He ran his finger up her slit before placing it in his mouth and seductively sucking it, confirming his true intentions prompting Elena to frown. "Has nobody ever wanted to get to know every part of your body before?" Damon asked, narrowing his eyes.

"Uh-uh." Elena replied, shaking her head nervously.

"Kids today." Damon sighed. "And obviously in eighteen sixty four." he added. "Don't know what their missing." he shrugged. "Oh well, at least it means I'll be the only one to get to know you in every way." Damon smirked as he began to kiss Elena's inner thighs, causing her to squeal. "I suggest you get a pillow because I'm gonna make you come so fucking hard, all of Mystic Falls will hear you scream my name if you don't." he growled as he settled his head between her legs, blowing open her folds and circling his tongue around her entrance, then slowly running his tongue up her labia and teasing her nub. "God you taste better than human blood straight from the vein." he murmured.

Although Elena knew that comment should have disgusted her, for some reason, knowing what it meant coming from Damon just sent heat straight to her core. Damon lay the palm of his hand flat on her stomach to stop her from bucking as he worked his magic tongue, initially exploring her with expertise before he began to use his tongue inside of her instead of his member. The sensation was unlike anything she'd experienced before, it was beyond hot, and it her core was beginning to burn and throb with desire.

"Damon." she moaned as she ran her fingers through his hair with one hand and gripped the comforter with the other as she could feel the build up of what promised to be a very intense orgasm. Damon replaced his tongue with two fingers, and began pumping them in and out of her, whilst he expertly lathered his tongue around her folds and circled her nub with his other thumb. The triple sensation caused Elena to buck her hips as it became almost too much. Damon latched his mouth onto her clit as he inserted a third finger heating her core to boiling point. The burning sensation she'd become so familiar with over the last few minutes erupted straight through her core as she arched her back before going rigid as the spasms which rocketed through her forced her to shatter into a million pieces.

"Argh...Oh my god...Damon...Fuck!" Elena almost screamed as she buried her head in the pillow, biting and moaning as the hot spasms took over her until she collapsed breathlessly. Not prepared to give Elena time to recover from her earth shattering orgasm, Damon flipped her on her stomach and lay her flat to the bed as he pressed his weight on top of her.

"You'll like this." he whispered in her ear, Elena could practically hear the smirk in his voice. Damon nudged her legs apart as she turned her head to the side, allowing Damon to sweep her hair out of the way so they could lie cheek to cheek. Damon inserted himself from behind, the glorious sensation of Damon's shaft filling her up caused Elena to almost immediately orgasm once again.

Damon wasn't joking when he said she'd like the position, although it was slightly awkward and didn't allow for vigorous thrusting, however the angle more than made up for it. Heat began pooling up in Elena's stomach, and she knew she was already close to a second orgasm in as many minutes. Damon slipped his hand underneath her, pulling her hips up slightly to allow him to circle her nub with his talented fingers whilst he kissed gently her neck.

Knowing how powerful and dangerous Damon was, somehow added to the experience. His single purpose seemed to be pleasing her at his own expense, which was a complete contradiction of evil murderous vampire she'd met almost six months ago. When he scraped his blunt teeth down the side of her neck, she knew his victims hadn't experienced this tender, gentle side of Damon, yet the knowledge of what he could do to her, even though she knew he wouldn't physically hurt her, seemed to turn Elena on even more.

"That is so good." Elena moaned as her core was hot and throbbing once more, threatening to explode as Damon entwined the fingers of his free hand with hers.

"Come for me Elena." Damon whispered into her ear as his mouth peppered kisses down her neck until he reached the juncture of her neck and shoulder where he bit gently bit down with his blunt human teeth, simulating what he could do although it wasn't hard enough to leave a mark. The combination of his demand and the biting sensation tipped Elena over the edge as white hot spasms ran through her core, around Damon's shaft. Elena turned her face into the pillow to scream, whilst she made fists, squeezing Damon's fingers between hers.

"Damon." she cried, her voice muffled by the pillow as her back arched into the bed whilst her body went rigid for a moment.

Damon pulled out of her and began to kiss her back, his lips making their way down her spine whilst he allowed her to come down from her high. Eventually when she calmed down, Damon turned her over and climbed up and hovered above her with a grin on his face. "Good?" he asked as he bent down to kiss her.

"Beyond good." Elena replied, grabbing Damon's face with both hands and pulling him in towards her so their lips met. They began to kiss passionately as Damon pushed his length inside her as Elena moaned with pleasure into their kiss.

Damon began to softly run his hand down the side of Elena's body as he gently thrust inside her. His hand found the back of Elena's knee as he pulled Elena's leg around his waist allowing his to penetrate deeper inside her. Damon increased the tempo of his thrusts as Elena moved her hips in sync with his, matching his rhythm and movement, as if she already knew him well enough to almost be able to anticipate his next move. Damon rested his forehead against hers as they stared at each other, only the sound of their moans and panting could be heard.

Suddenly Damon rolled them over and sat them up so Elena was straddling him, looking down at Damon. His eyes returning her look, with an expression of adoration and a deep sense of something which eclipsed love. That look alone told her he'd save anyone, kill anyone or even move mountains for her if she wanted. A wave of euphoria and possessiveness crashed over her, as she looked down on this beautiful man below her, who would one day be hers, and only hers alone, maybe even for all eternity. This was no longer about sex, this was them joining as one being for that moment, this is what Elena had wanted, her and Damon joined together body and soul, proving they were indeed soulmates. In that moment Elena thought she felt the earth move on its axis just from the way he looked at her. Damon must have also experienced the incredibly intimate moment they'd just shared because his kisses became more passionate, yet tender at the same time.

The moment had a significant sexual effect on Elena as the heat which was already pooling in her stomach began to bubble up, her core felt like it was on fire. Damon must have instinctively known how close she was, because he reached down with one hand and began playing with her nub as she circled her hips whilst he continued to thrust up, deep inside of her. Once again, Elena felt the heat of an impending orgasm building up inside her, threatening to rip her to pieces.

"I'm gonna come." she panted.

"Me too." Damon managed to say back, as he took his free hand and laced it in hers, whilst Elena grabbed the back of Damon's neck and pulled his mouth to hers, their kisses becoming frantic and desperate as Elena tugged his bottom lip with her teeth. He responded by increasing the pace of his circular motions around her clit until the white hot spasms started, the heat and throbbing was as intense as when he'd had his mouth on her. Elena felt like her entire body was being ripped apart with heat and pleasure.

"Oh my god...Damon...yes...yes...fuck...Damon...yes." Elena cried as she tried to scream, but no sound would come out, she was too far gone for her voice to function any longer and all that was left was the ability of her mouth to form a silent 'O'.

"Yes...fuck...Elena...yes..." Damon whispered into Elena's shoulder before he threw his head back to look at her as she realized her own orgasm was milking his shaft to his own release. Damon scrunched his face up in exquisite agony, the most beautiful she'd ever seen him look as he shuddered when he came, which coincided with the wonderful feeling of his warm fluid erupting inside of her. Elena buried her head in his shoulder as they held each other tightly, never wanting to let each other go.

Elena rested her forehead on his. "Do you think it will always be like this?" she whispered.

"No." Damon replied. "When we get to know each other properly it'll be far better, even though it's already perfect." he smiled as he lay down on his back and pulled Elena down with him. He tucked a stray hair behind Elena's ear thoughtfully.

"What are you thinking?" she smiled, drawing circles on his chest.

"I'm sorry...about earlier." he apologized. "I came on too strong, I shouldn't have..." he started however Elena put her finger to his lips.

"Shh, it's okay." she told him kissing him chastely before resting her head against his chest and closing her eyes. "At least nobody got hurt." she murmured as she went to run her fingers down Damon's chest, however all she found was cotton.

Elena lifted her head and looked around, she was laying in her bed, her room was dark and instead of her and Damon spending a night of passion together, she remembered he'd killed Jeremy, who had only survived by wearing uncle John's ring. Because of that she wanted to really hate Damon, yet deep down inside of her, she knew it would only be temporary. No matter what he did, she somehow always forgave him, although this time she'd make him work for it.

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