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 for smut and bad language

Dear Diary

Where do I start? Damon annoys and frustrates me. What is his deal? First of all he tried to kill Caroline because she's a vampire and what he calls a liability and threat, because Katherine killed her, making her turn. Then when we went to Duke yesterday, he seemed hell bent on trying to beg for forgiveness for snapping Jeremy's neck. I mean really? Does he think I'm going to forgive him that easily? I know I saved him from Bonnie, but that was more for Bonnie and Stefan's benefit, although admittedly I don't really want to see him die. And according to Bonnie's vision's he is my future, so I do need to keep that in mind.

Yesterday he saved me from the the girl Vanessa at Duke who tried to kill me when she thought I was Katherine. He took an arrow in the back for me. He seemed to think that might make me forgive him. Then he gave me the Petrova book as a peace offering. Does he think I can be bought so easily? If he wants to be friends again, it's going to take a lot more than an arrow in the back for me and a book for me to forgive him.

Those things aren't what really got to me though. When he dropped me off, he said something, which did make me think. He compared me to Katherine, and it wasn't a compliment either. He accused me of using him. Is that what Katherine did to him? Use him? How? Was he just some kind of sex toy to her? Must have been one helluva sex toy to consider turning him as well as Stefan. Was Stefan not enough for her sexually? I think Stefan's good, but I can only compare him to Matt. Although, to be honest, in my dreams, whenever I dream about my idea of perfect sex, and yes those dreams are much better than either Matt or Stefan, it's always Damon who I dream about. Why, in my imagination, is it Damon who I always see as the perfect sexual partner? Is it because of what Bree saying about him being good in the sack? Or is it related to Bonnie's visions?

Maybe the visions really are true and my body is reacting to it's potential soulmate. Even though I have issues with having a soulmate who is such an ass and killed my brother. Oh well at least he was honest with me about him not seeing Jeremy wearing the Gilbert ring, and at least he apologized, which is a start. But I still told him he had lost me forever as I don't thin he knows about the prophesy. Let him think about it and do something that really means he is sorry and is trying to make up for it. But he needs to do it for someone other than me.

I guess what really got to me was him comparing me to Katherine, because, oh my god, if either Stefan or Damon read this diary, not my other one, they'd really think I was like Katherine, except maybe the other way around. Because if Bonnie's vision is right, I'm stringing Stefan along, not Damon.

Whatever it was that really annoyed me, Damon being Damon, or Damon comparing me to Katherine, it seemed to trigger another one of my dreams about Damon. The dreams that I love and hate at the same time. In my dream, I almost acted like how I imagine Katherine would have done to get her own way with Damon. I'm just as confused about these dreams as I am about the stupid sun and the moon curse and werewolves.

Why do I keep having these erotic dreams about Damon and not Stefan? I mean, in my dreams I'm doing stuff with Damon that I've never done, and can't even imagine doing with Stefan. What does that say about me? Maybe I'm taking Bonnie's prophesy too seriously and should forget she ever said it. Maybe then the dreams will go away.

E

p.s I do hope I'm wrong about Damon's senses. I've never asked, and I don't think I should.

The dream earlier that night...

Ric, Elena and Damon arrived at Duke University just before lunch after a long and fractious drive. Ric had contacted the Anthropology department prior to them leaving to let them know he was paying a visit to go through some of Isobel's work, meaning a member of the department would be there to greet them.

"So Isobel was officially employed by the anthropology department given that most paranormal phenomenon is rooted in folklore." Ric told Damon and Elena as they entered the building and walked straight to an office, where a casually dressed, pretty young woman, who was busy searching through a drawer.

"Excuse me, hi. I'm Alaric Saltzman, I called earlier." Ric called out to the woman, interrupting what she was doing.

"Yes." the woman smiled, closing the drawer. "Of course. I'm Vanessa Monroe, research assistant, comparative folklore." Vanessa introduced herself and shook hands with Ric as she glanced over at Elena.

"Uh, let me just grab Isobel's keys." Vanessa turned to go get the keys.

"These are my friends Elena and Damon." Ric told her as Damon smiled and gave Vanessa a little wave. "I hope this isn't too much of an imposition." Ric said.

"Oh please, Isobel's office is right through there." Vanessa scoffed lightheartedly. "Isobel was one of my first professors." she told them as she walked over to the desk in the middle of the room and pulled out a set of keys from one of its drawers. "I'm a grad student. She was brilliant, and one of the reasons I went into folklore. Uh, I have to ask - has there been any news?" she asked Ric tentatively.

"No, I'm afraid not." Ric lied with a sad expression on his face.

"It's this way." Vanessa said as she opened a door, leading them to what appeared to be Isobel's office, Elena, Damon and Ric all followed her into the room. "I'll grab the light, feel free to look around. It's fascinating isn't it?" she said as she left to go get the light, leaving the trio look around the room.

"Where'd she go?" Damon looked around suspiciously, when suddenly Vanessa reappeared, armed with a crossbow pointing directly at Elena and shot an arrow at her. Fortunately Damon, had spotted her in time and vamp-sped over to Elena, putting himself in front of her to protect her, as the flying arrow lodged itself in his back, causing Damon to grunt and fall to the floor.

Ric got hold of Vanessa and pushed her up against the wall, restraining her, before disarming her and leading her out of the office. Elena crouched down on the floor, to make sure Damon was okay. However, although her had an arrow in his back, he wasn't seriously injured.

Damon got up of the floor, wincing with pain. "If you don't mind." he said to Elena as he turned to face the wall so that she could remove it. Elena hesitated and grabbed the arrow with both hands. "Pull it out." Damon told her. "I can't reach it Elena. Just pull the damn thing out. It hurts." he complained as Elena finally managed to remove the arrow. Damon stood up straight and shook himself. "Ooh argh." he grimaced. "That bitch is dead." he said, turning to the door where Ric had taken Vanessa.

"You're not gonna kill her." Elena said, trying to stop him.

"Watch me." Damon grinned.

"You touch her and I swear...I will never speak to you again." Elena warned him.

"What makes you think that has any power over me?" Damon asked, raising an eyebrow before strolling back towards Elena in a cocky fashion. "Because I took an arrow in the back for you? You're severely overestimating yourself." he smiled, putting his arm over Elena's shoulder, which she abruptly shook off.

"Right. I forgot that I was speaking to a psychotic mind who snaps and kills people impulsively." Elena said sarcastically. "Fine, go ahead, do whatever you want." she added.

"You're trying to manipulate me." Damon frowned.

"If by 'manipulate' you mean 'tell the truth' okay, guilty." Elena looked at Damon and nodded. "Okay." she mouthed as she turned and left, leaving Damon staring after her.

As Elena walked over to the other room, she overheard Vanessa's voice. "Please! I freaked out okay? Alright, you would have done the same thing, it's not possible!" she cried. "Katherine Pierce can't be alive and Damon Salvatore died in 1864. Okay? I read Isobel's research." she insisted.

"Well, then you should know just how possible this is." she heard Ric tell Vanessa as Elena entered the room, followed closely by Damon, taking in the sight of Ric sat on the desk, making sure Vanessa was sat down safely in a chair, and no longer able to pose a threat.

Elena walked over to where Vanessa was sat and introduced herself . "I'm Elena Gilbert, Isobel's daughter and a descendant of Katherine Pierce." she said. "And this is Damon Salvatore who you just shot." Elena told Vanessa, offering a sideways glance in Damon's direction.

"I'd be extra nice to me right now." Damon smirked.

"Look, we need your help okay?" Elena told Vanessa. "We need to see all of Isobel's research, anything related to Mystic Falls." she said.

"And I need to get cleaned up." Damon scowled. "My shirt is ruined and I've got blood all down my back." he scowled. "Where's the bathroom?" he asked turning to Vanessa.

"The closest one is down the hallway and on your right, you cant miss it." she replied, looking terrified.

"And who's going to volunteer to help me?" Damon grinned looking at the three people in front of him.

"Not me, you'll kill me." Vanessa said as Ric gave Elena a pointed look.

"Fine I'll do it." Elena rolled her eyes and sighed. "Come on." she said as she stormed out of the room.

"She's in a shitty mood." Damon grimaced

"I wonder why?" Ric raised an eyebrow. "You did kill her brother." he offered.

"Well yeah, true." Damon admitted. "Maybe a stake through the heart might be preferable right now." he sighed as he followed Elena to the nearby bathroom.

"Sucks to be you." Ric called out trying to contain himself from laughing.

Once inside the bathroom Damon locked the door and began taking off his shirt.

Elena frowned. "What are you doing?" she snapped.

"Taking my shirt off so you can wipe the blood from my back." Damon told her with a confused look on his face.

"Can't you just...lift it up at the back?" Elena asked.

"Whilst you get my shirt wet just to piss me off?" Damon raised an eyebrow. "Um...No thanks." he said.

"Fine!" Elena scowled as she got some paper towels, turned on the faucet before wetting one of the paper towels and starting to dab Damon's back.

"Ow!" he cried. "It's freezing cold." he complained.

"Stop being a baby." Elena scolded him as she continued to wipe the blood from his back. "You've just had an arrow in the back and now you're complaining the water is too cold?" she frowned. "Fine, I'll see if Ric will clean it up for you." Elena said as she put the paper towel down.

"Okay, I'll stop complaining." Damon sighed. "But, can I just ask, are you using cold water for revenge? Even after I took an arrow in the back for you?" he asked.

"Yes!" Elena admitted.

"For snapping Jeremy's neck, or for taking my shirt off?" Damon asked, suddenly turning around, revealing his bare chest in all it's glory, causing Elena's breath to hitch as she licked her lips whilst accidentally spending to long staring at his naked torso. "Naked chest it is." Damon grinned, turning back around to allow a seething Elena to continue washing his back.

"Why are you so adamant that I have a 'thing' for you?" Elena asked. "Other than being friends, I have never shown any other interest in you whatsoever." she grumbled.

"You don't have to." Damon grinned. "Unlike my baby brother, I drink human blood." he told her.

"Don't we know it." Elena sighed.

"You're missing the point." Damon said. "Mason Lockwood was stronger than Stefan. That's because Stefan lives on a diet of bunnies and Bambi." he explained. "It means his senses are dulled. It's a good job too...because if he could hear what I hear..." he sang.

"And what's that?" Elena asked, almost afraid to know the answer.

"Your heartbeat." Damon told her. "How it changes every time I walk into the room." he grinned.

"What do you mean?" Elena's face turned to stone as she suddenly stopped what she was doing and looked at him through the vanity mirror.

"It's a recent development." Damon told her. "Ever since we danced at the pageant, you heartbeat increases when I walk into the room." he explained. "Now the only reasons for that would be fear or that I make you nervous. It can't be fear, as you've never really been afraid of me, which means I must be making you nervous. Now what could have changed for me to suddenly start to make you feel nervous?" he raised an eyebrow.

"It could be anything." Elena stuck her chin in the air in defiance. "You did kill Jeremy." she offered.

"It started happening before that." he insisted, rolling his eyes. "Elena, I'm a predator." Damon warned. "What do you think my meal of choice was before I started drinking from blood bags?" he raised an eyebrow.

"Go on." Elena sighed, although she already knew the answer.

"Women who were sexually attracted to me." Damon told her. "I'd seduce them before feeding." he grinned as Elena began to breath heavily. "My senses are highly attuned to when a woman...wants me, if you know what I mean." Damon turned around to face Elena and started to close in on her as she backed herself up to the wall behind her. "I know when a woman is turned on." he whispered. "My sense of smell is very powerful." he told her as Elena's breathing became heavier, although she wasn't sure whether it was from fear or because he looked so incredibly sexy without his shirt on. Damon closed up on Elena as she flattened her back against the wall although he didn't touch her. "You know I can smell you're scent when you're aroused." he smirked.

That was the final straw for Elena. Regardless of how he was making her feel right now, he'd overstepped the mark by telling her he knew when she was turned on and wanted him. Embarrassed, Elena went to slap him, Damon however was too quick for her and grabbed her hand. "Oww." she complained, her eyes flashing to where his hand was gripping hers. "Let go, you're hurting me." she said through gritted teeth.

"You promise not to try hitting me again?" Damon asked lowering their hands, yet still not letting go, as Elena's eyes followed the movements until she caught sight of his lips and was unable to drag her eyes away. "Lena?" Damon said softly, dragging her concentration from his hypnotic lips to focus on his icy blue eyes.

"I promise." she replied, placing her other hand on his chest to push him away, forgetting his lack of shirt, only realizing as she glanced down at the location of her hand, which was placed flat over his nipple.

Elena's breath hitched as she felt his skin under her hand, heat pooled in her stomach and arousal hit her between her legs. Elena quickly glanced back up at Damon's face as a wry grin began to emerge. "I warned you about my heightened senses." Damon told her, his voice suddenly low and husky as he let go of her hand. Elena placed the newly freed hand on the other side of his chest, although she wasn't sure what she was trying to achieve. Was she going to push him away or explore his naked body? It appeared Damon was giving her the option as he just stood there, waiting for Elena to make the next move.

Although Damon was allowing her to choose her next move, Elena realized she was no longer in control of the situation, her body was reacting too powerfully to him, pushing him away would seem like torture, which made her angry. Instead of doing what was right and pushing him, she let her hands begin to explore his chest, tentatively at first, as she looked up to him, trying to gauge his reaction. Damon didn't say a word, he just looked at her with an expression of mild confusion, Elena took that as enough of a confirmation that he wouldn't stop her from proceeding to explore.

Realizing she'd given herself away, Elena decided there was no point in holding back, as long as Damon was willing, so was she. In fact, if she played her cards right, it could give her the opportunity to get the upper hand in the situation. Elena licked her lips as she began to allow her hands to roam his smooth, perfectly formed torso. Her breathing became ragged as she leaned into kiss his neck. Damon's breath hitched as Elena became bolder, her hands exploring the soft skin of his chest, noticing the occasional tufts of hair around his nipples. His smell invaded her senses, making her want to taste his body. She ran her tongue just below his collar bone, noting he tasted as good as he smelled. Her panties became wet with desire as her lips and tongue began to make their way down his body.

Once her mouth reached his nipples, Elena tugged gently against one with her teeth, earning her a small delicious sounding moan from Damon, who was still stood, almost statuesque, as if in shock at what Elena was doing. Her hands still exploring, had finally discovered his slender hips, as she felt the hairs of his treasure trail beneath her fingers, a sight that, ever since the bachelor auction, she'd continuously tried to, but unsuccessfully, prevent herself from committing to memory. Now she was glad she hadn't as that memory was now serving her well as she found his belt buckle and unfastened it.

"Elena...what are you doing?" Damon finally asked, his voice slightly huskier than usual. Elena glanced up at him before getting down on her knees, as she unbuttoned his jeans and pulled down his zipper, a wry smile appearing on her face. "Elena, I may have amazing self control, but even I have my limits." he warned her.

"I thought this is what you wanted." Elena smiled innocently up at him as she slipped her hand into the front of his jeans and began stroking the ever growing erection in his boxer briefs, causing Damon's eyes to roll into the back of his head.

"And I thought you were pissed with me for killing Jeremy." he replied, gulping as if trying to focus on the conversation and not Elena's actions.

"I am." Elena shrugged as she continued to stroke the shape Damon's length outside his boxer briefs.

"You've got a funny way of showing it." Damon whispered as Elena placed her hand inside his boxer briefs and took his length into her hand, causing Damon to whimper.

"Who's in control here?" Elena asked. "You or me?"

"You are." Damon's voice was barely audible as he placed a hand on the white tiles behind Elena to help him balance whilst Elena freed his shaft from his underwear and marveled at the sight of his length.

"I want you to promise me you'll never hurt or threaten any of my friends again." Elena warned him as she wiped the seeping pre-cum around the tip with her fingers.

"Are you manipulating me?" Damon asked, almost sounding breathless as Elena simply raised an eyebrow and licked the tip of his length, causing Damon to moan. "I promise." he panted as Elena began to gently pump his length.

"I also want you to promise you will never come onto me like that again." she told him. "I know Bonnie's visions predict that we'll be together, but you can't just take me when you want. Not right now. Only when I say and when I'm ready." she demanded as she swirled the tip of her tongue around the head of his shaft.

"I promise." he begged.

Elena looked up at Damon. "What would you do if I suddenly changed my mind and decided to leave you here hanging like this?" she asked, smiling innocently.

Shock momentarily took over Damon's face before he swallowed and composed himself. "I'd ask you to leave the bathroom so I could finish the job myself." he replied through gritted teeth.

"Correct answer." Elena grinned as she wrapped her lips around Damon's member, causing him to hiss with pleasure.

"Fuck that is good." Damon moaned as he began to stroke Elena's hair with his free hand as she began to take him in her mouth whilst pumping her hand up and down his length.

"Mmm." Elena moaned back, getting increasingly turned on by her actions. A heady combination of feeling powerful as she'd managed to control the ruthless killer that was Damon, but also because he tasted amazing. Although Elena had never done this before, she instinctively knew she needed to relax her gag reflex as she began to take him in deeper, whilst Damon began to breathe heavier and moan with pleasure. Elena increased the tempo and pressure before raising her eyes to look up at his face as she wanted to see the effect she was having on him.

"Fuck Elena." Damon moaned. "I'm not gonna last much longer." he panted gazing into her eyes as Elena swirled the flat of her tongue around the tip and began to massage his balls. Suddenly Elena felt a slight change in him and she suspected he was going to come. She opened her throat up just in time as her ministrations must have tipped him over the edge as Elena felt him shudder and him spill his seed down her throat barely touching her tongue. His face screwed up, displaying a look of excruciating pleasure which only furthered Elena's desire for him. "Aargh...fuck...Elena..." he cried as Elena slowed down and stopped what she was doing as she felt his member soften.

Elena stood up and smiled as Damon backed her up so she was flat against the wall. "You see, violence isn't the only way to resolve problems." she smiled as Damon put his hands either side of her head.

"Oh but violence is so much fun." Damon smirked. "Although..." he glanced up and down Elena's body. "I highly approve of your alternative method." he grinned, taking a dramatic sniff in the air. "I think somebody else could do with a little help in that department." he nodded. "That's if you want me to." he shrugged.

"If you could be a gentleman, I think I might be willing today." Elena said innocently, looking down, only to notice Damon's erection already reappearing.

"Vampire healing." Damon told her. "Another perk." he grinned as Elena's eyes rested on Damon's lips, unable to drag them away.

"I...I..." Elena started as Damon unfastened Elena's button and zipper to her jeans and slipped his hand inside her panties.

"God you're wet." Damon whispered as he expertly circled his fingers and began to explore her folds. "Is that for me?" he asked seductively as he inserted a finger inside her, causing Elena to whimper with pleasure. "I believe it is." he grinned as he lowered his mouth to hers, however he stopped short of kissing her as, much to Elena's disappointment, he removed his hand from her panties and put his glistening fingers in his mouth and sucked on her juices. "Mhmm." he closed his eyes. "You taste delicious." he said as if he were sampling the finest cuisine.

Elena's heart began to hammer as Damon leaned in once more to kiss her. She couldn't understand why she was so nervous, they'd already been exploring each others intimate parts, yet a kiss seemed much more personal. Damon brushed his lips against hers, but before he could pull away slightly, Elena caught his bottom lip with her teeth whilst looking him in the eyes. Damon snaked one arm behind her back and pulled her into him, their bodies almost flush together, only separated by various weaves of cotton. Damon placed his mouth upon hers and began to kiss her. The kiss was more passionate than she'd ever experienced before as their tongues began to dance and explore, allowing them to taste not only themselves, but each other. Elena expected this to have been disgusting, but instead, the passionate and erotic nature of the kiss just sent further heat to her already throbbing core. Elena cupped Damon's face and pulled him in closer as they deepened the kiss, whilst Damon slipped his hand back into Elena's panties and began to tease her nub and folds with his fingers.

As much as Elena had enjoyed the earlier power trip, forcing Damon to beg and agree to her demands, she now realized she was completely at his mercy. He was a predator at the top of the food chain, highly skilled at his craft, a master of seduction to enable him to feed, and although Elena knew his had no intentions of feeding from her, she felt like she was his prey. His kiss was deep and passionate, unlike nothing she'd ever experienced before, he was practically consuming her. He knew exactly where to touch her to make her burn with desire, as if he knew her body as well as his own.

Much to Elena's annoyance, Damon not only removed his hand from her panties, he also pulled out of the kiss to allow her to breathe. "This is going." he told her as he lifted her top, pushing her arms in the air and throwing it on the floor beside them. "God you're beautiful." Damon whispered into her ear as his fingers gently ghosted their way down her body until they reached her jeans. "Off!" he commanded as Elena obliged, whilst he removed his own jeans and boxer briefs, revealing his full naked self in all of it's glory, a sight that almost took Elena's breath away.

Damon cupped Elena's bra clad breasts in his hands, swirling his tongue and sucking on her nipple through the see through black lace, wetting it slightly, adding more friction to what he was already doing and increasing the sensations running through her breast. He swapped to the other breast and began the same process, as his other hand gently explored her back, his fingers ghosting trails down her spine, causing her to shudder with desire. Damon continued to kiss his way down Elena's stomach until he got to his knees. He put his hands on her hips and began to kiss the lacy waistband of Elena's panties, causing Elena's heart to hammer. Neither Stefan nor Matt had ever shown any inclination of using their mouth on her, which was something Elena knew Damon had done with Caroline as she'd bragged endlessly about how good he was with his tongue. Regardless of what Caroline had told her, Elena wasn't sure if she was going to like it, or be comfortable with what she suspected Damon was going to do.

"Damon." she whispered, wide eyed, feeling nervous causing him to glance up, his gorgeous blue eyes looking up at her adoringly.

"Your heart is racing Elena, which means you're nervous." Damon replied. "I'm guessing this is going to be a first for you." he said as Elena nodded. "Are you scared?" he asked as Elena just nodded once more. "Why? I'm not going to hurt you." he reassured. "I intend to make you scream, but only from pleasure." he grinned.

"Isn't it...disgusting?" Elena frowned, causing Damon to chuckle.

"No Elena, it's not. In fact it's a huge turn on for me." Damon explained. "Even more now that I know that nobody has ever done it to you before." he whispered, kissing the front of her panties, just above the pubic bone and smiling. "And if Bonnie is right, I quite like the idea of being the only one to ever get to share this with you. Something personal, between just you and me." he whispered as he cupped Elena's behind before gently beginning to stroke the back of Elena's thighs, distracting Elena from her nervousness and sending heat pooling to the pit of her stomach. Damon slipped one hand between Elena's thighs from behind, causing her to gasp. "Do you trust me?" Damon asked earnestly.

"Yes." Elena replied in a small voice.

"Good." Damon smiled sweetly. "There's a good chance we'll be spending the rest of your life, or even eternity, getting to know each other." he said, peppering kisses on Elena's thigh. "And I intend to get to know every...square...inch...of...your...body...extremely well." his said seductively, as he hooked his fingers around the waistband of Elena's panties and pulled them down her legs. Elena tentatively stepped out of them as Damon pushed them out of the way before nudging Elena's legs apart, allowing him to kiss her inner thighs as Elena felt her core begin to throb even more.

Damon's kisses made their way her just above her pubic bone, in the exact place he had before, except this time she wasn't wearing panties. Elena closed her eyes, having some idea of what he was going to do, but not knowing what to expect from it. Suddenly she felt his warm wet tongue tracing up her slit, nearly sending her through the roof with the shock-waves of pleasure he gave her. He spread the lips of her folds and she felt him blow his hot breath into her entrance, followed by his tongue whilst Damon began to simultaneously massage her nub. Elena looked down to see his shock of raven hair whilst he was completely focused on what he was doing, which was giving her pleasure, and considering the sensations which were already building up in her body, he was clearly being successful as she knew her release wouldn't be far away.

Elena ran her fingers through Damon's hair to steady herself, causing him to moan, sending vibrations through her core, increasing the heated throbbing which was threatening to erupt into a full blown orgasm any minute as Elena began to moan with pleasure at his every touch.

"Oh god Damon...that is good." Elena panted, resting her head against the wall as Damon's tongue made it's way up the inside of her folds and his mouth gently latched onto her nub, sending what felt like sparks of electricity running through her body.

Damon inserted two fingers inside her and gently began to pump in and out, gradually picking up the pace as she adjusted to the sensation, whilst he continued to suck on her clit. Elena bucked her hips as she felt the heat which had been building up inside her increase in intensity.

"I'm gonna come." Elena panted, as suddenly, white hot spasms began to run through her core, causing her to pull on Damon's hair as he snaked his arm around the back of her thighs to help her stand up whilst her shoulders rested against the wall for additional support. "Oh my god...Damon...yes...oh yes...oh yes...Damon...Aargh..." Elena cried.

The convulsions running through her core caused her body to shudder before going rigid as her back arched away from the wall. Elena thought she was seeing stars from the power of the orgasm. Her legs began to buckle under her weight, prompting Damon to stop what he was doing and hold onto her to prevent her from falling. As the spasms died down, Damon stood up, his arms still wrapped around her to support her whilst her breathing began to even itself out once more. Elena felt Damon's erection poking her stomach, telling her they were only just getting started. Damon leaned into kiss her, almost ferociously, as his hand ran down her body and he hitched her knee up around his waist, allowing his shaft to rub against the slickness of her core, causing them both to moan into each others mouths.

Damon pulled away to allow Elena to breathe, as he tugged her away from the wall and forced her to stand in front of the mirror, with him stood behind her, his arm wrapped around her waist. "Look at us." Damon whispered into her ear as he unclipped her bra. "We look beautiful together." he said, pushing her bra straps from her shoulders and replacing them with kisses as the bra finally fell away, revealing her naked breasts, which Damon began to massage, whilst his lips made their way to her neck. Elena felt Damon's hot breath over her jugular as he gently scraped his blunt teeth down her neck, causing heat to begin pooling in her stomach once again.

Elena looked at them both through the mirror and had to agree with Damon, they looked perfect together as he rested his cheek next to hers. "We do." she smiled until she suddenly wondered what Damon's vampire features looked like, as she realized the only time Damon had revealed his vampire face in front of her was briefly and in the dark when he'd attacked Bonnie. However, Elena had been stood behind him and it had all happened so fast, meaning she never saw what he really looked like. "Show me your real face." she whispered as Damon frowned. "I've never really seen it." Elena turned her head to stare into Damon's eyes. "I won't be scared." she promised, cupping his face as the whites of his eyes suddenly turned red, emphasizing the blue of his iris whilst veins began to appear around his eyes. He smiled, revealing his enlarged canines to her. "You're beautiful." Elena smiled back at him as she pulled him into kiss her.

Damon relaxed his features, allowing them to return to normal before allowing Elena to kiss him. He pulled her in tight and lifted her up as he backed her up against the tiled wall. He wrapped her legs around his waist and positioned himself at her entrance.

"Do you really want this?" Damon asked, uncertainty filling his voice.

"Yes." Elena insisted as she slipped her hand between them and wrapped it around his length and began to stroke it. "I want you inside me." she whispered.

Damon moved into kiss her as he removed her hand and placed it around his neck as he slowly entered her, filling and stretching her core to perfection. "Fuck...you're so tight and wet." Damon moaned as he rested his forehead against hers momentarily, to allow Elena to adjust to his length.

"Oh god that is good." Elena sighed with pleasure, noting they were a perfect fit.

Slowly at first, Damon began to thrust as Elena managed to move her hips in sync with his, increasing the friction between them whilst they kissed, their mouths trying to devour the other. This was when Elena realized just exactly what Bree had meant when she'd told her Damon was good in the sack. He knew exactly what pace to go at, the exact angle which would be the most sensitive, and how to position his body perfectly to create just the right amount of friction against her nub, increasing the throbbing sensation in her core with every thrust, sending jolts of electricity throughout her body as the heat pooling in her stomach, which was beginning to reach boiling point. Elena lost all power of coherent thought, all she knew was Damon, he filled all of her senses, sight, smell, taste and touch. The only sounds to be heard were when their skin met and the moans of pleasure that were emerging from them both. She felt a connection to him, not just physical, but something else, something she couldn't put her finger on. It felt magical, almost as supernatural as Damon himself. She began to suspect Bonnie was right, they were meant to be together, but more than that, they were soulmates.

"Harder." Elena moaned as Damon responded by increasing the pace, prompting the heat to build up in Elena's already throbbing core.

"I'm going to make you scream my name." Damon growled as he slipped his hand between them and began to circle Elena's nub with his masterful fingers.

"Oh my god...yes...Damon...don't stop." Elena moaned as he latched his mouth onto hers and she began to run her fingers through his hair on the nape of his neck, scratching his scalp, whilst both hers and Damon's breathing became ragged. "I'm gonna come." Elena managed to pant between kisses.

"Fuck...Elena...I can't last much longer either." Damon panted, his thrusts becoming more forceful as he rested his forehead against hers, whilst they just stared into each others eyes.

"Oh my god...Damon...Damon...yes...yes...Damon." Elena cried out as she felt the white hot heat pooling in her stomach. Suddenly powerful spasms suddenly burst to life inside her core as the additional force Damon was putting behind his thrusts tipped her over the edge. "Fuck...Damon...yes...yes...fuck..." she cried whilst she arched her back before her body went rigid as she began to feel lightheaded with the force of the white hot convulsions spreading around her body.

"Oh god...yes...fuck...Elena...yes...aargh..." Damon cried out loudly as Elena felt him shudder, spilling his seed inside of her as her orgasm continued to milk his shaft, his face scrunched up in exquisite agony and pleasure, a sight even more beautiful than his vampire face.

As their orgasms eventually began to subside, Elena pulled Damon into her and kissed him chastely before his head rested on her shoulder as his member began to soften inside her. Damon pulled out as she unwrapped her legs from around his waist and tried to stand up, nearly buckling as her legs were like jello, however Damon was recovering quickly enough to catch her before she fell, causing them to both laugh.

"You know, Ric is going to be wondering where we are." Elena eventually said as they both began to get dressed.

"We'll tell him we were arguing." Damon suggested.

"Well, we were at one point." Elena shrugged. "Any idea's of how to explain to him why we were arguing for so long?" she asked. "What else can you say about killing Jeremy to piss me off even more?"

Damon sighed. "I didn't know about Jeremy's ring." he admitted looking sheepish. "I'm sorry Elena." he said. "But I can't lie to you."

"Is this for Ric, or is this for real?" Elena frowned, anger rising inside her.

"It's for real." Damon said quietly as Elena walked over to him.

"Thank you for you honesty." Elena nodded. "But let's get one thing straight, this...what we've just been doing...will never happen again." she said angrily as she removed the latch from the door.

"Until it's meant to." Damon reminded her forcing her to turn to look at him.

"I cannot imagine any circumstance where I could possibly fall in love with you." Elena glared at him. "Bonnie's visions must have meant something else. Maybe you'll kill me instead." she spat as she turned and opened the door, walking out and slamming it behind her, leaving Damon alone in the bathroom.

Elena leaned up against the wall, closed her eyes and took a deep breath. She knew her words were because she was angry, she knew she wouldn't be able to hate Damon for long, because no matter what he did, he was like a magnet to her. He constantly drew her in no matter how much she tried to fight it. She also had to admit, she'd just had the most incredible sex of her entire life, and in that moment, whilst they were together, she'd known he was her soulmate. On the other hand, Elena had taken a leaf out of the Katherine Pierce handbook and manipulated Damon into promising he wouldn't hurt any of her friends or family. If he kept to his word, even after their almighty row, he stood a better chance of her forgiveness.

Closing her eyes, Elena rubbed her hands over her face, mentally preparing herself to go back and face Ric, Vanessa and eventually Damon. However, when she opened her eyes, she was no longer at Duke University, it was dark and she was lying in bed, tangled up in her sheets and covered in sweat. Elena looked at her clock, which told her it was 04:02. Knowing she had no chance of getting back to sleep anytime soon, she felt around under her bed for the loose floorboard which contained her special diary, the one she only wrote in when she had her dreams of Damon. She pulled out the red book and began to write...

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