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 (yeah you know the drill).
Dear Diary
I'm going to write everything about him in this diary now (apart from the important stuff and stuff I don't mind if Stefan and Jeremy find out about). I have to, because something is different and I need to go back to my last entry to explain.
Last time I wrote in this diary was when Damon and I went with Ric to Duke, and I was still pissed with Damon for snapping Jeremy's neck. Well a lot has happened since then. Without going into too much detail, a brief summary includes werewolves, doppelgänger linking spells and me being kidnapped. Stefan and I split up, and then we got back together after Katherine compelled aunt Jenna to stab herself with a kitchen knife. Thankfully, Katherine is now safely locked in the tomb where she should have always been.
Yet somewhere along the way, I inevitably forgave Damon for what he did when to Jeremy, when he showed his real self, the side I know he is capable of. Caroline's mom was more than willing to kill Stefan and Damon once she found out they were vampires, but instead of Damon wanting to kill her when he had the chance, he didn't. He was the better man. I know he didn't do it for Caroline or me, he did it because I know he cares about Sheriff Forbes as a genuine friend and as much as her actions hurt him, he understood why she wanted to kill him.
So, instead of killing her, he made sure the vervain was out of her system and Caroline compelled her to forget what happened. It may not seem like much to most people saying that he didn't kill someone, and I know Stefan wouldn't have killed her either, but for different reasons. Stefan would have let her live because he wouldn't want to upset me or Caroline. Damon didn't do it for anyone else other than for Sheriff Forbes, because he genuinely cares about her.
Seeing that soft side to Damon made me melt and I couldn't hate him anymore.
After the masquerade ball I was kidnapped by two vampires called Rose and Trevor who wanted to hand me over to a vampire called Elijah (who they said was an Original, whatever that means). Stefan and Damon came to rescue me. Elijah killed Trevor, Damon killed Elijah and the female vampire called Rose, just disappeared. I came out when I knew it was safe and I was stood at the top of the stairs, and Damon was at the bottom, looking gorgeous with a huge smile on his face. For a moment I felt we had that same connection as we did at the pageant. Well anyway, I set off running down the stairs and into his arms when Stefan suddenly appeared out of nowhere and grabbed hold of me.
Let me just say I love Stefan, he's my boyfriend. But every instinct in my body was telling me to run into Damon's arms, for him to hold me, because only he could make me feel safe. Don't get me wrong, I was grateful to Stefan for holding me to comfort me, but at the same time it didn't feel right. I suspect Stefan knew I was running towards Damon, although I don't think Damon realized. I silently thanked Damon over Stefan's shoulder whilst playing the perfect girlfriend. I just can't understand why I felt the need for Damon so much.
After all of that, something strange happened last night, but this time I suspect Damon was behind it. Whilst I was being kidnapped, the Original vampire, Elijah, ripped off my necklace, threw it away and compelled me. I thought it was lost forever. But after I came out of the bathroom last night, it was suddenly around my neck again. Now, he might think I don't know, and I'm not going to confront him because I don't know if I want to find out why he did it, but I suspect Damon brought it back and compelled me to forget him doing it. I'm not jumping to baseless conclusions. Only five vampires knew it was there. Trevor and Elijah are dead, Rose isn't invited into my house, Stefan is terrible at compulsion (although he might be better now he's taking small amounts of human blood, but he wouldn't risk it), which leaves Damon.
Damon compelled me! I'm angry. But why would he do that? What could he possibly say (or do) to me that was so bad, he needed to make me forget. I hope he didn't try to kiss me like when he snapped Jeremy's neck. Admittedly, I hope this isn't the case, but this time for different reasons. If he tried to kissed me, I'd want to remember it, and I'm not sure I'd put up the same fight like last time. Does that make me a bad person? Does that make me like Katherine?
This brings me on to my dream. Yes I had another one of my dreams about Damon. This time it felt different. It was definitely triggered by me thinking about Damon rescuing me and suspecting he compelled me, and I know my dream was not what happened because Damon is good at compulsion and I will never find out what it is, unless he removes it, but if it is even close to any part of my dream, I'll be both happy and sad. Happy because Damon has feelings for me, sad because he took away the memory of him telling me about those feelings. Maybe he's more insecure than even I suspect he is. Who am I kidding, Damon Salvatore insecure about a woman? That's an even crazier idea than me falling in love with him, which I'm not, may I add. That's not why I had the dream, it was because Damon saved me and I know he compelled me when he returned my necklace and I'm either angry or sad, I just haven't decided which one yet.
E
The previous night's dream...
Elena placed her toothbrush in the cup and sighed, before checking her arm where blood had seeped out when she was linked to Katherine, a tiny bruise being a reminder of the excruciating pain she'd endured, but at least she was alive. The last couple of days had left her exhausted and she just wanted to curl up in bed and feel safe. Elena took one last look at her reflection in the mirror before making her way to her bedroom, paying little attention to her surroundings as she only had one focus, her bed.
"I like the cute PJ's." Elena suddenly heard Damon say as she looked up and saw him sat on her love seat, playing with something in his hands.
Surprised at his sudden appearance, Elena took a step back."Can this wait until tomorrow Damon? I'm tired." she complained, not wanting to face him so soon after having the urge to rush into his arms.
"I found this for you." Damon smirked as he lifted up her necklace and waving it in the air, before standing up and walking over to her.
"Oh my god, I thought that was lost forever." Elena said, putting her hand to her chest, relief flooding her body. "Thank you." she smiled as she tried to grab the necklace but Damon yanked it away from her. "Can I have it back?" she asked, suspicion edging into her voice as the implications of his actions sunk in.
"I just have to say something first." Damon said hesitantly.
"And then you're going to compel me to forget aren't you?" Elena said folding her arms in annoyance.
"Well yeah, of course I am." Damon furrowed his brow. "I don't want you to remember what I'm about to say."
"Then don't say it!" Elena told him.
"But I have to." Damon said sadly. "I need to do this for me, because I'm selfish and it will be better for everyone once I've said it." he added.
"Well before you make your grand speech and compel me to forget it, can you stay a while?" Elena asked.
"Why? I thought you were tired." Damon frowned.
"I am." Elena admitted. "But if you're going to tell me some secret which you want me to forget, then maybe I can say things that I'd like you to know, but I'm too scared to admit to. At least if I forget I told you, then I wont be afraid of any repercussions" she said as she sat down on the edge of her bed, gesturing Damon to do the same.
"So you won't mind me compelling you?" Damon asked sounding curious as he sat down.
"Yes, of course I mind. But I can't stop you, so I might as well make good use of it." Elena shrugged.
"Fine." Damon said. "Do you want to go first?" he asked.
Elena took a deep breath, slightly nervous regarding what she was about to admit to him. "Sure." she said. "First of all, thank you for saving me today." she smiled.
"You're welcome." Damon frowned. "But isn't it a little obvious I'd come help save you. I'm not going to just let you die." he rolled his eyes.
"I know Damon." Elena sighed. "I just didn't get to thank you properly." she said lowering her gaze.
"You did." Damon told her. "How else would you have thanked me?" he asked, sounding confused.
"When I was running down the stairs, I was running to you." Elena said in a small voice as she nervously began to play with the hem of her pajama shorts. "I wasn't running to Stefan." she admitted.
"Oh." was all Damon could say as Elena looked up at him.
"I knew I'd be safe in your arms." Elena explained.
"But why not Stefan?" Damon asked, still sounding confused.
"Remember the pageant?" Elena finally managed to look Damon in the eye as he just nodded. "Something happened that day. We shared a...connection. Or was it just my imagination." she frowned.
"Yeah, we definitely shared something, a connection maybe." Damon nodded in agreement.
"That day, you rescued me and took me in your arms and when we danced, and I felt...safe." Elena told him.
"Safe?" Damon raised an eyebrow.
"Yeah." Elena smiled. "It was just you and me. I'd never felt more connected to someone, or as safe as I did in your arms that day." she admitted.
"Ahh." Damon replied, apparently beginning to understand her reasoning.
"And when I was at the top of the stairs in that house, and I looked down at you, I felt that...that same connection again. I..." Elena started.
"You wanted to be in my arms again so you could feel safe?" Damon interrupted as Elena nodded. "Well that's a first. Nobody has ever described me as safe before." he frowned. "Hmm, maybe I need to compel you to forget that too, don't want to ruin my reputation." he joked.
"No Damon!" Elena said quickly as she grabbed Damon's arm. "Please don't."
"Hey, shh." Damon replied, realizing Elena was deadly serious. "I promise I won't." he smiled looking down at his arm which Elena was holding, prompting Elena to pull away awkwardly.
"I was wondering..." Elena started nervously. "...if you'd hold me." she looked up at him beseechingly as Damon shifted slightly.
"I dunno." he frowned. "I'm not the hugging type." he grimaced.
"Please. For me?" Elena pleaded. "It'll help me sleep." she insisted as Damon rolled his eyes.
"Why does everyone think I'll do something just because it's for you?" Damon frowned.
"Please?" Elena begged.
"Fine." he sighed in defeat opening his arms awkwardly whilst looking away.
Elena smiled. "Boot's off." she commanded as she stood up and went to close the bathroom and bedroom doors, locking them in the process, before walking back over to a very confused looking Damon who still hadn't removed his boots.
"Is this some new hugging fashion that I'm unaware of?" Damon raised an eyebrow. "Does it require me to get naked?" he asked trying to lighten the tone. "I'm assuming that is why you're locking all of the doors?" he joked.
"No Damon it doesn't." Elena sighed. "But I don't want your dirty boots on my clean sheets." she told him as she sat up against the headboard of her bed. "That side." she pointed to the side of the bed closest to the window where her teddy bear was resting.
Damon finally removed his boots and scuttled up the bed, taking the teddy bear in his arms and grinned. "Ooh, a threesome, I like it." he winked suggestively causing Elena to groan in frustration.
"I'm beginning to regret asking." Elena sighed.
"Does that mean I'm off the hugging hook?" Damon asked, his voice sounding hopeful.
"No!" Elena grinned as she shifted over to him, before taking the bear out of his hands and putting it on the floor before she wrapped her arms around Damon's waist and rested her head on his chest. Causing Damon to stiffen which prompted Elena to look up at him and smile. "You are supposed to wrap your arms around me." she told him as Damon grimaced before putting his arms around Elena's shoulders, causing her to sigh. "That's nice." she whispered into his chest, as Damon noticeably began to relax.
"Okay, so it's not the worst thing in the world." Damon admitted as Elena clung onto Damon's shirt.
"You smell nice." she murmured as Damon rested his cheek on Elena's head.
Damon took in a deep breath, as if smelling her hair. "So do you." he whispered back softly.
"Do you think there will ever be a day when nobody wants to kill or kidnap us?" Elena asked as she absentmindedly began to draw circles with her fingers around the buttons on Damon's shirt.
"And here I was thinking you liked all of this adventure and danger." Damon replied sarcastically.
"Danger is driving a little too fast, or not getting caught trying to buy alcohol..." Elena started.
"You're dating a vampire Elena. Danger comes with the territory." Damon stated.
"And danger also comes with being a doppelganger apparently." Elena sighed.
"We don't know this woman well enough to know whether to trust her or not." Damon said, trying to reassure her. "I mean she kidnapped you. That's not a good way to try and gain someone's trust."
"They were desperate Damon." Elena told him as she absentmindedly continued to playing with his button. "It was as if I were their last hope."
"Well let's just hope that this Elijah guy didn't tell anyone where he was going before I killed him, and hopefully nobody else will ever find out about you." Damon said lifting his head from Elena's as he started to stroke her hair. "Hey, I'll keep you safe." he assured her causing Elena to look up at him.
"I know you will." Elena smiled as her eyes wandered to Damon's lips as she suddenly realized she desperately wanted to kiss him, causing her heart to beat wildly and a mild throbbing sensation began to stir between her legs as her thoughts turned to what could happen if she acted out on her desires.
"Elena..." Damon whispered, pulling her out of her reverie as she managed to drag her eyes away from his lips before cupping his face.
"Damon..." she replied as she noticed his pupil's beginning to dilate and his breathing become heavier whilst she inched up towards his face.
Damon lifted her chin. "We shouldn't...I can't" he said sadly.
"Why not?" Elena asked, disappointment echoing through her voice.
"Because I'm going to have to compel you to forget." he frowned as Elena pressed her forehead against his.
"Then do it!" Elena demanded as Damon looked confused. "Just promise me, when the time comes, you will give me back my memories." she said.
"When will there ever be a right time Elena?" Damon asked. "You said it yourself, it's always going to be Stefan." he sighed.
Elena ran her thumb across Damon's cheek. "I wanted to run into your arms, not Stefan's." she explained slowly. "I think that suggests it won't always be Stefan." she said.
"I thought you were tired." he whispered in a final attempt to try and deter her.
"I've woken up." Elena whispered as she brushed her bottom lip against his. "You woke me up." she added, repeating the action.
"Elena, if we do anything now, you are going to have to tell me when to stop because I'm not sure if I'll have the self control to do it myself." Damon warned, defeated, as Elena straddled his hips.
"Who said anything about me wanting you to stop?" Elena asked, her voice low with desire as Damon slid his hands up the back of Elena's tank top whilst Elena began to unbutton Damon's shirt.
"Here, let me help." Damon winked as he leaned forward and removed his shirt causing Elena to suck in her breath at the sight. "Like what you see?" he smirked at Elena's expression.
"You have no idea." Elena growled as she took his face in her hands and began to kiss him.
This kiss was nothing like Elena had ever experienced before, it was sensual, and initially it was a tentative exploration, as it was their first kiss. Once their confidence in one another grew, so did the passion, their tongues began to taste and explore each other's mouths. Elena could make out a hint of mint and bourbon, with another taste which seemed to be uniquely Damon, the combination was sweeter than any chocolate she'd ever had before. Their tongues soon began to dance as the kiss became more passionate, fiery even, as Elena was completely overcome with desire. Damon pulled her waist closer to him, whilst Elena began to circle her hips, grinding her core against his very prominent erection as she felt the panties under her pajama shorts become wet. The thought that she was even capable of having this effect on him had turned her on even more, making her hold him tighter, feeling the need to rake her fingers through his soft raven hair and trail her other hand down his naked chest running the palm of her hand down the muscular planes of his abs, feeling the tufts of hair around his nipples and leading to his treasure trail..
Unfortunately for Elena, she was a human and breathing was still a requirement, especially when kissing someone like Damon who was leaving her breathless with her desire for him. She momentarily pulled away to breathe and rested her forehead against his to regain her composure.
"You okay?" Damon whispered sounding slightly concerned.
"I don't think okay covers it." Elena panted as one of Damon's hands made its way into her pajama shorts and into her panties. "Damon." Elena breathed, as Damon cupped her core. Elena lifted her leg 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 Elena grabbed Damon by the hair on the scruff of his neck and pulling him into kiss her once more.
Elena began to moan before pulling out of the kiss once more. "Oh yes...that is good." she panted as she began to grind her core against his hand..
"I want to get to know every square inch of your body." he told her, his voice husky and seductive. "I want to kiss it, lick it, taste it and commit it to memory, it might be a long time before I get the chance to do it again." he said as he lifted the hem of Elena's tank top before she took over and removed it, throwing it onto the floor. "God you're beautiful." Damon moaned as he began to kiss down Elena's jaw and collar bone before making his way down to her breasts.
Damon continued his ministrations in Elena's pajama shorts with one hand, whilst he massaged one of her breasts in the other before swirling his tongue around her nipple and taking it into his mouth, eliciting a moan from Elena.
"Oh my god...Damon." Elena moaned as she grabbed a fistful of his hair at the back of his neck and pulled him in tighter.
Damon removed his hand from her shorts and sucked her juices from his fingers. "Mmm, tasty." he said with a wicked grin on his face.
"Eww...Damon." Elena chided him before he distracted her by taking the other breast in his mouth and repeated the attention he'd given to her other breast. His other hand wandered down the back of Elena's shorts as he cupped her behind and began to guide her hips so her core was rubbing up against his erection, creating the friction she desperately needed. "I want you inside of me..." Elena panted.
"Plenty of time for that." Damon mumbled into her breast before peppering kisses all the way back up her chest and neck, gently nipping with his blunt teeth, an action which sent shivers down her spine, because although Stefan was a vampire, he could never be a vampire with her. With Damon, the threat, or possibility was there, and that thought alone sent more heat pooling in the pit of her stomach.
"I want to see you." Elena whispered breathlessly as she moved her hands down to Damon's hips to remove his belt and pull down his zipper, slipping her hand into the his jeans and running her hand along Damon's member through the cotton of his boxer briefs, as a low moan escaped Damon's lips. Feeling bold, Elena moved her hand under the waistband of Damon's boxer briefs and began to stroke his length, gasping with surprise as she realized quite how big he was.
"You seem surprised." Damon remarked smugly. "Bigger than you imagined?" he smirked.
"I've never 'imagined' anything before, so I can't really say what I expected." Elena replied, sticking her chin in the air. "But I'm not...disappointed." she added trying to avoid smirking herself as she didn't want to inflate his massive ego any further.
Elena tugged at Damon's jeans as he lifted his hips to help her remove them, she pulled at the elastic of his boxer briefs, allowing her to remove both simultaneously, whilst freeing his member of its restrictive cotton prison, allowing it to stand in it's full glory. Elena wrapped her hand around his member, noticing the pre-cum seeping at the tip. She wiped it around the head as she slowly began to pump up and down, causing Damon to moan with pleasure before he stopped her.
"You carry on like that and this will all be over before it's even started." he warned her as he pulled her towards him and kissed her, tugging at her pajama shorts. Taking the hint Elena climbed off Damon's hips and began to remove her shorts, however Damon was too quick for her.
Within the blink of an eye he'd positioned himself behind her and began to push her shorts and panties down her legs as Elena finished the job and kicked them away once she was free of them. Damon being sat behind meant she could feel his member poking into her back, causing heat to pool into the pit of her stomach. He pushed her hair to one side, exposing her neck and gently sucked on her earlobe, causing Elena to giggle as it was erotic, yet at the same time it tickled. Damon managed to distract her as he put his hands at the back of her thighs and lifted her legs so that they were spread wide, her knees bent with her feet flat to the bed. With one hand he then began to massage one of her breasts and the other reached down to circle her nub, whilst his lips, tongue and his blunt human teeth, simultaneously made their way down her neck. Elena moaned as she rested her head back on his shoulder, allowing him even freer access.
"Damon." Elena moaned softly, his actions not only turning her on, but making her feel safe and protected at the same time.
"I want to taste you." Damon whispered into her ear as Elena suddenly stiffened. "Down there silly." she felt Damon smirk as his talented fingers sped up their motions around her nub, hinting as to what exactly he wanted to taste.
"Really?" Elena asked confused.
"Have you never had it done to you before?" Damon asked as Elena shook her head. "Damon Salvatore, paving the way for Elena's sexual liberation." he announced.
"Why would you want to use your mouth on me?" Elena asked confused. Neither Matt nor Stefan had ever been inclined to be so bold with her. "What do you get out of it?"
Damon stopped what he was doing and turned her slightly so she was facing him. "Giving you pleasure gives me pleasure." he explained. "And trust me, you'll get a lot of pleasure from this." he smiled, his brilliant blue eyes lighting up with eager anticipation.
"Fine." Elena agreed. She was intrigued to know what it was like. As much as Caroline hated Damon, she remembered how much her friend had bragged about Damon's skills with his tongue, meaning she was admittedly curious to find out what all of the fuss was about.
Damon got up from behind her back and moved in front of her. "Lay down." he instructed as she nervously did as she was told.
Damon ghosted his fingers up and down Elena's body, massaging her breasts, whilst he peppered kisses all over her chest, making his way down to her stomach. He lifted himself up on his knees and picked up one of Elena's legs, he kissed the arch of her foot whilst giving her his most smoldering sexy look, his eyes never leaving hers. His mouth made it's way to her ankle as he slowly lathered kisses up her calf, to the back of her knee and the inside of her thigh, making her tremble with anticipation. As he reached the junction between her thighs, Damon placed Elena's leg down on the bed and repeated the action with the other leg. This time however, once he reached her already throbbing core he lowered his body and began to kiss her stomach once more whilst ghosting his fingers up and down the inside of her thighs, practically driving her crazy, whilst carrying a very smug look on his face.
Elena threw her head back and stared up at the ceiling, her heart was racing and she was panting with desire, yet he'd hardly touched her, his skills in the bedroom were already exceeding her expectations. Suddenly Elena felt Damon's hands spread her legs and the hot air of Damon's breath as he blew open her folds, tracing his tongue from the entrance to her core, up her labia and gently circling his tongue around her nub, almost sending Elena through the roof with shock at how much pleasure it was giving her. The throbbing she already had between her legs was already turning into a desperate ache, his teasing was just making it worse.
Damon's tongue began to circle the entrance to her core, causing Elena to almost buck, forcing Damon to place the palm of his hand on the flat of her stomach. Suddenly she felt Damon's tongue inside her, using it in a way where he was fucking her with it, whilst at the same time he began massaging her nub with his finger. A heat began to burn inside of her like she'd never felt before, as she began to moan with pleasure.
"Oh my god...Damon." she panted as the heat of her core building up as she thought she was going to explode.
Damon's tongue began to move north, as he licked and sucked her folds before reaching her nub. He gently inserted two fingers inside her and began to slowly thrust his hand, whilst he took her nub in his mouth and began to suck on the bundle of nerves. The effect was almost instantaneous. Elena practically forgot her own name as the heat which had been building in her stomach began to burn so hot, she thought her entire body would set on fire. The only thing she knew was pleasure and Damon was the one who was responsible for giving it to her.
"Oh yes...yes...yes...oh...yes...oh yes...Damon." Elena moaned as Damon inserted a third finger and increased the tempo of his thrusting. Suddenly Elena felt the white hot spasms of her orgasm take over her body, her back arched and she momentarily went rigid as heated throbbing in her core turned into convulsions of pleasure, wreaking havoc on her senses. She no longer had the ability to speak, her mouth only able to form a silent O.
Finally the spasms began to subside as Damon withdrew his hand and made his way back up her body, kissing her stomach and chest on his way up, until he was hovering above her. Elena cupped his face, pulling him towards her and kissing him before he got chance to speak, allowing her to taste herself on his lips, which she surprisingly found quite arousing as her core began to gently throb once more.
"Was I right?" Damon asked as he pulled away from the kiss with a huge grin on his face. "Did you enjoy it?" he asked.
"I think that is the silliest question you've ever asked." Elena smiled as she felt his shaft prodding at her entrance, ready to be invited in.
Elena slid her hand between them and took hold of Damon's length as she lifted her hips and began to rub it against the slickness of her core, whilst Damon bent his head one more time to kiss her.
"Are you sure you want this?" he whispered.
"I've never wanted anything or anyone more in my life." she replied as she positioned him at her entrance.
Damon slowly pushed his hips towards hers as his member slowly filled her up inside, stretching her until they were united as one, causing them both to moan with pleasure. Elena realized Damon was a perfect fit, as if they were made for each other. She also noticed that although foreplay had been about sexual pleasure, and yes they were both highly aroused, once they were together, it was about something more than sex, yet Elena was unable to put her finger on exactly what the feeling was.
Once Elena had adjusted to his length, Damon began to thrust, gently at first, allowing Elena to match his every movement at the same pace. However, Damon began to pick up speed, increasing the friction between them as the heat began building once again in the pit of her stomach. Damon tucked her hair behind her ear as he cupped her face with one hand and ran his hand down her body with the other, pulling her knee up, which she hooked around his waist, to allow for deeper penetration, all the while he carried on kissing her. Elena in turn had one hand behind Damon's neck, raking her fingers through his hair, whilst stroking his face with the other hand.
As they became more desperate with desire for each other, the pace of their thrusts increased, and so did the sound of their moans. After a few minutes Damon spun them around so that Elena was on top before pushing her back as he sat upright. It meant Elena had to do more work, but Damon had decided her breasts were in dire need of attention and set out rectifying that situation whilst Elena circled her hips, grinding her clit against him.
Elena's entire body was becoming more and more sensitive to Damon's touch, especially her nipples under his wicked tongue, yet what she really needed from him to send her over the edge was his lips on hers, his tongue in her mouth. Gently grabbing his hair she pulled his head back, his expression was one of someone who was completely at her mercy, like she was at his. She kissed him, biting his bottom lip which elicited a groan of desire from Damon's mouth.
"Harder." Elena moaned as Damon raised thrust upwards with more force, even though Elena suspected he was holding back and not using his vampire strength as it would probably kill her.
Damon rolled them back over so that he was on top once more, he lifted her legs so they were behind his neck, allowing deeper penetration and began thrusting with even greater vigor. Him being so deep inside her sent Elena spiraling and she once again felt the heat building up inside her throbbing core, the telltale signs of her impending orgasm.
"I'm gonna come." she panted.
"Me too, I don't think I can last much longer." Damon managed to say, as he moved her legs so they were wrapped around his waist.
He took her hand and laced it in his, moving their joined hands towards her nub. He guided her finger around her clit and worked it in circular motions until the contractions started, the heat was as intense as when he'd had his mouth on her.
"Oh yes...yes...yes...oh...yes...oh yes...Damon." Elena cried out as her core suddenly went from intense throbbing to white hot spasms. She felt like her entire body was being ripped apart with heat and pleasure, causing her to arch her back before her body went rigid. As her contractions began to ease slightly Elena opened her eyes and watched Damon as her orgasm was milking his shaft to his own release.
"Oh god...yes...fuck...Elena...yes...aargh..." Damon moaned as his own release took over, his face scrunching up in exquisite agony, making him, in her eyes look even more beautiful than usual. Suddenly his body became rigid before shuddering slightly as Elena felt the wonderful sensation of his warm seed erupting inside of her. Damon collapsed on top of her for a moment to catch his breath, before lifting himself back up onto his forearms.
"That was amazing." Elena smiled as she lifted her head and kissed him as he gave her a sad smile back.
"I agree." Damon nodded as he rested his forehead against hers for a moment. "My turn." Damon finally said as Elena frowned in confusion. "What we just did was amazing but terrible." he told her.
"But..." Elena started as Damon shook his head and put a finger to her lips.
"I love you Elena." Damon whispered. "I guess that's no surprise. What we did here was bad, and it was because of me. I'm bad Elena, I'll never be good enough for you. So for now, I'm going to back off and leave you and my brother alone." he said as tears began to fill Elena's eyes. "Hey, shh, don't cry." he whispered. "If it's meant to be, we'll find our way back to each other."
Elena lifted her head and placed a chaste kiss on his lips. "I hope so." she whispered.
Suddenly Damon's eyes seemed to become even bluer than normal and she couldn't look away. "I want you to close your eyes and count to ten before opening them. Then I want you to go shower and brush your teeth, so you can't smell or taste me." he told her. "When you return from the bathroom, your necklace will be on the nightstand. I want you to put it on." he compelled her. "As soon as you do, you won't remember me ever being here, and you won't remember what we said or did, or even know how you got your necklace back." he added as a single tear rolled down his cheek. "Close your eyes." Damon whispered as Elena did as she was told.
Elena felt Damon place a small kiss on her lips as he pulled out of her whilst she slowly began to count to ten. She felt his weight disappear from her bed and heard a whooshing sound. Once she'd finished counting Elena opened her eyes only to find her room empty, however she didn't feel any desire to shower and brush her teeth. Reaching to her neck, Elena realized the necklace was already in place and she knew once again, she'd been dreaming about Damon, yet for some reason, which she couldn't explain, the dream had felt different. She turned back over and quickly fell back to sleep smiling and clutching her teddy bear.
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