A/N; Here is Part 3 of Delena's first night together. It is rated M. DELENA obviously.
I have never gone this all out with description for a love scene and I am kinda terrified of how I did. I hope you love it. I tried to make it romantic and sweet and beautiful but also a little hot and sexy too. I'm not a fan of the more vulgar words for anatomy though. But I hope its still hot.
Our sweet couple deserved a night to remember. I hope it is worthy of how amazing they are together and that I did the scene justice for you lovely readers.
Elena felt his arms around her waist as she fell into the center of the large claw foot tub. She landed right against him and was flailing her arms as the water splashed up and over the sides up and back down, getting the floor all wet. She turned her head and Damon was grinning at her, his ice blue eyes dancing in the dim light. Her fingers grabbed the edges of the tub as she felt his hands sneaking up the button down shirt of his she was still wearing.
He pulled her in closer to him while lifting the soaking wet material up higher and higher, exposing her stomach and pulled her to his eager and hungry lips. The shirt clung to her body like a second skin, showing him the very shape of her breasts underneath as her chest heaved. She moaned as she felt him give her open-mouthed kisses all across her stomach. Her hands flew to his head, tugging on his wet, dark hair, pulling it back from his face to watch him as he kissed her.
The splash when she had been pulled in left water droplets all over his face and she saw trails of drops slide down his cheekbone to his angular jaw. His tongue darted out and licked a path around her belly button before dipping in and sucking gently on her skin there. He looked up in her eyes at that moment and she saw his lips curl up into a radiant smile before closing his eyes again, gripping her waist tighter and licking higher under her shirt.
"God, Damon," she whimpered, feeling his tongue as well as his fingers as he started to undo the buttons slowly, kissing more and more of her skin that he uncovered.
Damon enjoyed the shock and surprise on her face and the girlish shriek she gave out as he pulled her into the tub fully clothed. He did not want to wait. He had waited to be with her for years already. He was done waiting.
He had mourned, they had celebrated Stefan's life and sacrifice, she had time with her friends and her brother, she had even come rescue him from his latest mess. He had even agreed to host everyone coming for breakfast the next morning before Bonnie took off on her trip.
Now he finally had her alone, and there was nothing else they were needed for tonight. Tonight was theirs for the taking and he was going to taste every delicious inch of her again after so, so long. It was finally time.
He wanted her so much that he felt an actually ache in his belly feeling her so close to him. And when he had been standing there in the bathroom, staring deeply into her eyes as he pressed his naked body against her, he knew she was ready too.
He gently spread her legs enough for her to sink down more in the water. The water sloshed over the top of the tub a few more times before settling down, just licking the edges as their bodies stilled. Other than her initial scream at him, she had barely said anything and was just watching him as he kissed her. His eyes found hers again as he tasted her wet and salty skin. His tongue languished in the taste of her and a groan of pleasure rumbled from deep in this throat.
"I missed you much Elena," he rasped out, as she sat straddling him, her eyes half lidded with pleasure as his heated gaze was locked on hers. He had gotten the bottom few buttons undone, kissing his way up her body and now he started on the top few. He wanted to take his time, go slowly and cherish everything about her. He wanted to unwrap her like a precious, treasured, gold wrapped present with the ribbons and shiny paper. And with all the care that someone would take to wrap the gift so beautifully, he wanted to unwrap it just as carefully.
Elena saw the longing, the desire and unbelievable endless want in his blue eyes. His hair was slicked back, shiny and as black as the night against his pale skin. She wound her arms around his neck, burying her hands in his hair and pulling his head back down on her mouth. His mouth was already open, ready and waiting, and she heard a low groan as she plunged her tongue inside its warmth. His hands that had finished undoing the buttons dug themselves deep in her own wet locks as he plundered her mouth with his.
Fireworks exploded behind her closed eyes the second she felt his mouth on hers again. This moment was perfect. She was finally free of that horrible curse. She was finally back in his arms where she had been dreaming to be for so long. She had nights and days on end seeing him in her dreams about him in her coma state. She dreamed of his touch, his embrace, his smile and how it felt when he held her. She had dreamed of just laying in his arms, feeling the peace that his presence alone could give her. And now those dreams were a reality. Their reality.
His hands moved from her hair to cup her face, tilting her head as he deepened the kiss. She rubbed herself against him, feeling even through her jeans how very aroused he was for her. Elena felt him tugging her soaking wet shirt off her one shoulder and he trailed his kisses down her jaw, to her neck and down her shoulder, sucking in her skin as his hands went down to grip her hips, pulling her closer against him.
Damon fought with the stubborn, heavy with water fabric, as his mouth went across her collarbone, pulling the shirt off her other shoulder. She threw her head back, her fingers digging little crescents in his biceps as he tilted her body further back in the water, sitting himself up more so he could reach more of her body with his mouth. He smiled down at her, his upper body just hovering over her as she floated in the water. His one arm was under her back holding her, as he watched her eyelids flutter as he kissed her other shoulder and then lower and lower, pulling the dark, wet fabric open.
"God damn it baby, you are so beautiful," he whispered as he leaned back gazing down at her full round breasts, as he pulled the shirt off her completely, tossing it dripping wet to the floor outside the tub. She beamed up at him, her brown eyes nearly glowing with dim light of the room. He moved his hand, the only sound being the swishing of the water as he cupped one breast kneading it gently. He heard another moan from her as she dug her nails deeper in his bare arms.
He bent his head to her, kissing down the valley between her breasts while teasing the one nipple with his thumb, swirling it between his fingers, watching her expressions with rapt attention. "I missed touching you, feeling your soft skin," Damon breathed out smoothly. "You have no idea how many nights I dreamed of being with you again, only to wake up and discover that it was not real."
She tilted her head back up to his face, focusing all her attention on him, his hand still massaging her soft, supple skin with the utmost care and tenderness. "Those nights, when that happened," he continued, his eyes on hers again. "Before we moved you to a safer location, the coffin was at the Salvatore crypt. I would come find you and just stare at you and stroke your cheek." His chin quivered the slightest bit as he spoke. "I missed you so much. I would sit there for hours some nights just watching you lay there so peacefully, aching for you to wake up."
Elena sat up more in the water. She had no idea. She wrapped her arms back around him, pressing her chest to his. "I'm so sorry. I missed you too. So much Damon. I dreamed about you too." She stroked his cheek, tucking a loose strand of his jet black hair off of his face and he shut his eyes, his head leaning in to her hand. "I'm right here now. I am never leaving you again."
Her voice was choked with emotion too as she saw him so vulnerable in front of her. "Touch me, kiss me all night long. Make me yours again like we both dreamed for so long. I want you so much Damon. I want to taste every inch of you too."
She bent her head, down and kissed the hard line of his jaw, his skin smooth and slippery under her tongue. She sucked in his earlobe, hearing him whimper as his hands clutched at her naked back, before slipped down to grip her waist. Elena planted tiny, feather light kisses down his throat and she found the spot that she always knew was extra sensitive and he bucked his hips against her, his grip on her skin tightening.
She loved how she could make him like putty in her hands. The last time they had made love up in the hayloft, she was human again, fragile, weaker and he was still a strong, immortal vampire. They had both been vampires before that when they were together. She relished in the knowledge that she could illicit such raw, physical reactions from him when he was still so powerful. And hearing those same sounding groans and whimpers from him now made her feel so confident in herself and her ability to please him now when he was human too.
Elena kissed his chest, her mouth open, licking and sucking down the sinewy muscles as his head fell back against the back of the tub. She pulled his hard, pebbled nipple into her mouth, suckling it in, hearing him groan again as his hands clutched the skin at her waist more. Her hands ran over the hard lines of muscle on his chest and abdomen as she kissed across to nip and pull at the other nipple.
Damon's eyes were closed, his head back against the tub, as he just soaked in the feelings of her touch on his aching body. He felt shivers race through him as her hands went lower under the water till he felt her small hands surround his length, running her thumb over his hard tip.
"Fuck, Elena," he moaned out a mere second before her lips crashed back down on his. Her hands started to stroke him smoothly and confidently under the water as they kissed. She encircled him with her hands, her grip increasing as he cradled her head in his own hands, plunging his tongue deep in her mouth.
It felt like everything was happening in slow motion as the water lapped at the edges of the tub, some of it splashing to the tiled floor as he bucked his hips against her talented hands. God, he missed everything about her. His body just thrummed to life, the electricity of her touch racing through him. She stroked him harder and faster, as they kissed and he knew he did not want to come like this. Not for their first time in so long.
He put his own hands down on hers, stilling her and she looked up at him her eyes seeming a bit sad, possibly that she thought she had done something wrong. He shook his head seeing her insecurity like he could read her mind. "No, baby. I love how you touch me. I just want to please you first. And I don't want to come like that. Not tonight."
Elena nodded and watched as his hands went under the water to unbutton her jeans. They were stuck to her legs like glue with the water soaked through them. She rolled over in the water so her back was against his chest giving him better access to getting them off her. He tugged on them, peeling them slowly down her slender legs and throwing them in a wet heap on the floor with their other clothes.
Damon sunk lower into the water, practically floating beneath her in the huge tub as she lay against him wearing just her lacy underwear. His hands ran up her sides and cupped both her breasts, kneading them in his palms as he thrust his hips against her from below.
"Ahh, Damon," he heard her moan as he continued to knead her breasts while kissing down the back of her neck along her spine, his mouth open, his tongue warm against her wet skin. His hands slid back down her nearly naked body, spinning her back around in his arms so she was laying on top of him again. He massaged the flesh of her hips while pressing himself up against her core, harder, more urgently.
Damon looked up into her glazed brown eyes, as he lifted one hand to brush the wet strands of hair from her face. His ice blue eyes were just a wild with lust and desire as he parted his lips. "I want you, Elena, so fucking much."
He saw her nod to him, her eyes shining with love for him. He could not wait anymore, but he didn't want her there in the water either. He could not kiss and taste nearly enough of her that way. He gripped the sides of the tub, stood up and stepped out onto the tiled floor. It was wet and slippery from all the water falling out. He grabbed for a towel and put in down and held out his hand to her.
Elena took his hand, and stepped out of the tub too. He bent down and lifted her under her thighs up into his arms, carrying her against him out of the bathroom and into his bedroom. She quickly wound her arms around his neck, finding his kiss swollen lips again and devoured his mouth as he walked them to his bed. Water went everywhere, her long hair dripping it all down her back as their soaking wet bodies made a trail of it on his wood floors.
His mouth opened more, his tongue tangling with hers as she felt him press her bare back to one of the tall posts of his bed. He just held her there, as they kissed deeper, with more passion and urgency. Her fingers pulled harder at his wet hair as he splayed his hands over her hips and her legs wrapped around his waist, thrusting more against him.
"I want you too, Damon," she breathed against his mouth, her breath panting out of her. "I'm so scared this is another dream and will still be trapped in my mind in the coma."
Damon pulled his head back from her, looking deeply in her eyes. "Its real Elena," he whispered, his heart pounding. "I'm real. You aren't dreaming. I promise you, this is forever." He kissed her again, hoping to show her how real he was as he lifted her back up and laid her down in the middle of his bed. "You are here. We are not dreaming. I promise."
He began his journey back down her body, now that the water was not in the way. He licked down her neck, his arms holding his weight off her as he swirled his tongue around the soft skin of her breast. He exhaled his breath over it, seeing her nipple harden and pebble before taking the pink bud in his mouth.
"God, Damon," she whimpered clutching wildly at his head, her nails digging at his scalp. Arching her back she pushed her breast up more against his warm open mouth. He suckled softly at first and then harder, taking her deeper in his mouth as his other hand teased her other nipple and she bucked more under him. He lifted his head, his eyes wide and darkened with desire. "Does that feel like you are dreaming baby?"
She shook her head back at him, and he leaned down to pay the same attention to her other breast. She writhed beneath him, her moans and gasps getting louder as her nails raked down his naked back. His talented tongue was driving her wild and she had longed to feel him, to have him with her like this for so long that it practically felt like the first time again. It was actually their first time being together with them both as humans. The level of erotica when they blood shared would not be there now, but she knew that the passion she felt for him as a human would be just as strong, maybe stronger.
He kissed down her stomach, as she thought of how incredible it would be for him to be human with her. They could have children together, build a life, get married, have grandchildren and grow old together. It seemed like a dream come true. She looked down at him, kissing the curve of her hip, and sliding down her body till he trailed his lips down one leg all the way to her foot and then back up, licking and sucking on her skin till he reached her inner thigh. Her legs fell more open, waiting for him, aching for his touch and kisses there. But he was such a cocky tease as he raised his eyebrows at her, wiggling them playfully as he kissed across her lace panties and then down her other hip and thigh to her toes.
She nearly growled in frustration of his teasing, knowing where she wanted him so badly. He chuckled under his breath as he kissed back up her leg to her center again and then looked up at her watching him. "Damn it Salvatore, stop teasing!" she glared at him, thrusting her hips towards his mouth.
Damon grinned again, loving the cute little angry expression she had on her flushed face. He knew he was going to make her scream in a few moments but he could not resist torturing her just that little bit. He smirked at her once more as his hands slowly tugged the silky fabric of her panties down the swell of her hips. His tongue licked at every inch of skin he revealed as he hooked a finger under the hem of the lace and pulled them down her legs.
He parted her thighs a bit more, his eyes back up to find hers as he licked up the center of her core, hearing her mewl in pleasure. "Fuck, baby you are so wet," he breathed out as she arched her hips up more towards his mouth. Damon licked up her again this time just barely grazing her clit with his tongue and she jerked her body against his face. He smiled, teasing her more, her pants and whines coming faster as his tongue worked its magic. He knew just how she liked it and he could feel her trembling more and more.
Elena's head was back against the pillows, her hands fisting the sheets beside her, as the love of her life ravished her with his tongue. She could feel the coil in her belly tightening more and more as Damon licked around her clit, his one hand on her bare belly holding her in place and she felt his other hand just barely rub her thigh. She gripped his hair between her fingers holding his head right where she wanted him as she felt herself starting to feel lighter, floating on the crests before the waves of passion crashed down on her. "Damon, ahh... ," she cried out, her head thrashing back and forth on the bed.
The waves crested more as she felt him push a finger into her wet heat, licking her and pulling her most sensitive skin in his hot mouth. He thrust first one finger and then two in and out of her, teasing her front wall, stroking her just the way he knew she liked it and he felt her start to shudder.
"Come for me baby," he breathed out. Her eyes had been locked to his and then she fell back into the pillows again. Her inner muscles clamped down around his long digits as she let out a cry of pleasure, her hands digging in his scalp so hard he thought it was bleeding.
Damon pulled out his fingers, thrusting his tongue deep inside her as he gripped her hips in his hands. She whimpered and whined beneath him as he watched her riding wave after wave of pleasure. He was mesmerized by the expressions on her face. Her tongue darting out of her mouth, her eyes tightly shut, her lips parted as she sunk deeper in the mattress as she began coming down from her high. She had never looked sexier. Her skin was flushed all over, her breasts pressed against him as he crawled up her body till he was leaning over her.
He stroked her cheek, just looking at her from above as he felt their bodies just molded together. "I love you so much, Elena." His voice was full of emotion, as he bent down rubbing her nose with his. He felt on top of the world. She looked so sated, her eyes barely open as he felt her body slicked with sweat, her skin shining with the sheen of it.
Elena's eyes were nearly lost in his own. His blue eyes were so dark with arousal, his pupils so big as he gazed lovingly at her. They looked like the deepest, darkest parts of the ocean, like she could see right into his soul in that moment. She slid her hands up his hard back and up into his hair again. "I love you too Damon, so so much."
She saw him smile, a pure, peaceful, gorgeous Damon Salvatore smile as she licked her lips before pulling his head back down to her. They kissed lazily and slowly as she felt him hard against her stomach. He lifted his head after a few minutes and felt him move his body up, angling his hips more till he was pressed at her entrance.
He looked in her eyes, like he was waiting for her permission. She nodded to him, without hesitation, lifting her hips up to meet him as he sunk himself deep inside her in one smooth thrust.
"Mmm Damon. So...good," she breathed out as she felt him fill her for the first time in years. This was SO much better than her dreams of him. She could see the love in his eyes, the passion and hunger for her all over his face. Elena watched his eyes flutter closed as she enveloped him in her warmth. She could not be happier, feeling him so close to her. She wrapped her arms around his neck, arching her hips back up to meet him as he thrust down into her.
Damon was floating up to heaven, nirvana, absolute fucking paradise as he was finally home again after so long.
Elena was home.
Her warmth, her skin, her smiles, her whimpers, everything felt like he had just come home from a journey across the whole damn world. He felt like he had been stumbling in the desert for years, crawling on his hands and knees in weakness, till he found the fresh spring of water. She soothed his parched throat, his beating human heart, his soul...like no other had ever in his life. She was his very life and breath. And laying there with her, wrapped around him in every way; body, heart and soul, he finally felt like he had come home.
The desert he had lived in for the last few years felt like it had tried to suck out his soul, his heart, his strength, his everything. Nothing felt right without her. And now everything in his whole world was put back right where it belonged.
He smoothed her wet hair from her face again and just beamed down at her, feeling tears welling up in his eyes.
Elena saw his eyes get glassy as he blinked and she reached up running her hand through his hair too. "What Damon?" she asked him wondering what he was thinking.
He sniffled and his voice choked up as he gazed down at her. "I'm...happy. You are finally here. You have no idea how hard it has been without you."
He felt a tear slip down his cheek. "And I am so sick of crying about everything," he growled, nearly laughing embarrassed that it seemed his tough, cocky personality seemed to have gotten a makeover since his brothers death. He hated being so emotional, like a damn wuss.
She smiled up at him, wiping the tear that had slid down to his lips. "I'm here, Damon. I will never leave you again, if I have any choice. And don't think you need to be strong and tough all the time. I'm sure that that side of you will be back. You just need to give it time."
She stroked his cheek, and then her finger tugged on his bottom lip. "But right now, take me Damon. Make us both forget all the loss and make me yours again. I need you so much."
They said all that while he was still buried deep inside her and her words spurned him on to forget everything else. Damon pulled back nearly out of her and then leaning back on his arms, plunged himself back in deeper and she moaned as she gripped his arms, sliding her nails down them. He pushed back and forward again and again, feeling the passion building.
Damon slid his hands up her arms and tangled his fingers with hers against the pillows above her head. She gripped his fingers tight in hers as his head rested against hers, their slick foreheads leaned together as he stared down in her endlessly deep brown eyes. He rocked her under him harder and faster. "Damn Elena, you feel so fucking good," he groaned out, his throat tight, as he swallowed hard.
Elena kept her eyes on his, not wanting to miss his face when he fell over the edge in oblivion. She felt him pounding, hard and faster, as she felt the sensations of her own almost ready to free fall.
Damon spun her so she was on top and could sink him deeper in her. He sat them up more, his back against the pillows as he held her hips and lifted her up and down on him. She sat partly up on her knees and crashed her lips to his in a bruising, mind numbing kiss as his hands cradled her hips and pulled her harder and faster against him. She whimpered into his mouth, and jerked her body as she felt his finger teasing her clit as she rocked them together.
His mouth found a nipple again as her breasts bounced up and down in front of him and he sucked it hard into his mouth, biting it gently, earning himself another groan from her lips. Her eyes were tightly shut, her nails digging in his shoulders as they approached ecstasy together.
Damon knew she must be close as his hand went down between them and rubbed her wetness, his finger circling the sensitive nub faster until he groaned his voice raw, feeling her muscles clenching him harder and tighter within her. Elena screamed his name as she came as he watched her, intoxicated by her face in that moment. Her legs trembled, her whole body shuddering around him as their eyes met and he watched her fighting to keep her eyes open too.
Elena looked like an angel in his arms, the thin sheen of sweat making her skin look like it was sparkling. Her eyes were so glazed over with pleasure and her little nose scrunched up in the cutest way. She was biting her bottom lip as he felt her hands clutch at the curls at the base of his neck. He pushed forward and back again once, twice more and then he felt the earth drop out from under him.
"Elena," he groaned out between clenched teeth. He forced his eyes to stay open and he saw she was struggling with the same thing, as every sensation just crashed through him at the same time.
He felt the warmth of him spill inside of her as he pulled her head back to his, kissing her long and lazily as their heartbeats slowed. He lay her down beside him, his head falling to her chest and he closed his eyes, just reveling in the feel of her against him. Her skin so soft against his cheek. He felt her fingers trailed up and down his back, caressing him tenderly.
Suddenly he nearly jumped back off of her realizing that they were human and he could have just gotten her pregnant! They hadn't used protection!
Elena felt him nearly jump back too and she watched him wondering what happened. "What? What's wrong Damon?" She felt like everything had been perfect, beautiful, tender, sweet and so very intense. What could he be worried about? And then in the next second she knew!
She shook him, getting his attention when she saw his head had fallen back to her chest, his eyes focused down at the bed. "Hey, its okay." She laughed, pulling him in to hug him. "I've been the human here much more recently so I should have thought of the possibility of a baby. Its okay Damon. It will be okay."
He cleared his throat and leaned his head on her shoulder. "But college, going to med school, we don't even have jobs yet or anything. I was just so wrapped up in the moment Elena. I am so sorry." He hung his head again. "I'm sure you don't want to get pregnant already."
"Hey, hey," she lifted his chin and looked deep in his eyes. "If it happens, it happens...I will love our baby no matter what. As long as we are together Damon, I know I can make it through anything."
He put his arms around her and pulled her in, holding her tight. She moved lower and lay her head down on him and tangled her legs with his and just sighed in content.
He closed his eyes, letting his breathing slow down too and just lay in silence with her. Her one hand was behind them and up in his hair and her other around his waist. He could feel her heart pounding hard against his own chest. "Are you sure?" he finally spoke into the silence. "I just wanted this to be perfect, our first time after so long. And here I went, not even thinking of protection."
Elena lifted her head and leaned in kissing him slowly, her body still sated with pleasure and weak against him. He opened his mouth to her instantly pulling her closer, his one hand tangling in her sex messed tresses. She paused, looking down at him and smiled. "I am fine with whatever happens baby I promise. You, us...like this, as humans together is a unreal. So if a baby is meant to be already, I will welcome that new chapter to our life with open arms. I can do anything, as long as its with you Salvatore."
Damon smiled back at her amazed at everything about her. How did he ever get so lucky? She laid her head back down on his shoulder and he smoothed her hair from her face and kissed her forehead. "I love you SO much Elena."
She looked back up at him with half open eyes. "I love you too, Damon." And she nuzzled her head back down in the crook of his arm and they fell asleep, arms and legs tangled around each other, sweat cooling on their bodies.
Two people, more in love than ever, with the brightest future in front of them. Full of a love that consumes them, passion, adventure and maybe even a little danger…or maybe skip the danger. There has been enough of that for far too long already:)
A/N: So…? Please tell me if that was good. I've never written smut that detailed before. No idea if am good at it at all. I made it sweet and tender and there will be plenty of time for hot and sexy yet.
We will have some delicious wake up sex before they meet everyone coming to visit. And maybe a shower scene too. These two have been apart for years and so I think there will be lots of sexy, hot times in the upcoming stories in this series.
