Author Note; This is pure Delena-lishousness just for you lovely people.
After writing the most heartbreaking, angst filled chapter in book 3 of my series this was a breath of air to write them so happy. I'm so excited to hear what you think. The words just flowed like water onto the page and I wrote in less than a day.
Enjoy this tender and sexy scene with our favorite couple the morning after their hot and steamy first night together...VERY MUCH RATED M
Damon's POV (Because I love to pieces writing his view on everything)
Damon woke up to the brightness of the morning sun shining in his massive windows. He squinted at the intrusion into his peaceful slumber, turning his face away from the light and his gaze fell on the beauty laying beside him in his huge four poster bed.
The sight of her with the light falling down on her naked body nearly took his breath away. She was curled up on her side, the sheet almost at her waist as she nuzzled her head deeper by the crook of his neck. The smallest little moan came from her parted lips as he felt her arm that was across his stomach pull him in closer to her.
Damon smiled broadly as he lifted himself up on the elbow not underneath her head to study her more intently. Her hair was spread across her bare back, curled slightly at the ends from being in the water in his tub. Her lips were graced with an innocent smile, and full and rosy pink. He felt her snuggle more into him and he sucked in a breath feeling her core pressed against his thigh, her one leg draped over his body.
She was a vision, a dream that was finally a reality. She was here, with him, alive, and he had missed her so much that he literally ached. He could hardly believe last night had happened. Her undressing him so provocatively to have him bath to warm him up from his night exploits. Him pressing his naked body into her against his counter as their eyes were locked on each other. Pulling her into the tub with him, kissing her so deeply like he would never get enough of her lips on him. Her hands around him, running across his aching, hard flesh as she plundered his mouth.
Then him carrying her to his bed, her long legs wrapped around him while he devoured her lips as he had her up in his arms against the post of his bed. He was mesmerized watching her face as she writhed and whimpered as he had her soaring with pleasure for the first time in years. And then finally being buried so deep inside her, being home after so long. Feeling everything was completely made right in his otherwise shattered world.
It felt like today was the first day of forever. Being a human after more than a century of all things vampire was a daunting change, but he knew that as long as he had her by his side, in his arms, in his bed, in his life, it would all work out.
Damon lifted his hand to run his finger down her cheek and tuck a stray strand of hair behind her ear. She looked so peaceful and breathtakingly beautiful just laying naked in his bed. This was all he had hoped and longed for since the moment he found out about the sleeping beauty spell put on her.
His finger wandered more, pulling on her bottom lip which made her shift her body against him, rubbing herself closer but her eyes remained closed. He trailed his finger down her jaw, caressing her neck, as it journeyed further down and he could feel his blood heading south at a rapid rate, responding to how he was touching her as she slept.
He didn't want to wake her and was having plenty of fun watching her so relaxed beside him. But at the same time he longed to have her again and again, feeling like once was far from enough after so long.
They had collapsed in each others arms and both fell asleep almost instantly after their intense coupling the night before. It had been such an overwhelming day with grieving Stefan and seeing Elena alive again, sharing and crying at his brothers funeral, being with her at the mansion and then him running away in the night before they finally made love. He had been exhausted, his newly human body both physically and emotionally spent.
But now he felt more wide awake than he had been in years just mesmerized by her in his bed after what felt like forever apart.
She shifted more turning herself on her back and he held his breath wondering if he had woken her. But her smooth even breathes were still deep and slow. His finger slid down her chest between her breasts as he lifted himself more on his side, his arm supporting his head as he explored her body unimpeded. Her arm that had been around his middle was now at her side.
He leaned down, his nose in her soft chocolate locks as he inhaled her delicious scent. His index finger slowly moved over the soft supple skin of her breast and teased her taunt nipple just for a second as he passed over it. And then with feather light touches, he rolled the pink bud between his fingers. Damon heard a moan slip from her lips and her body moved as if on its own accord, her head back, exposing her neck more, pressing her chest up toward his touch as he teased her other nipple.
His breath caught in his throat and his bright blue eyes darted up to her face, wondering if she was indeed awake and he would be face to face with her heavenly deep brown eyes. But again her face remained still and her breath even.
His hand that had stilled on her then dared to move more, his thumb stroking her nipple back and forth before his palm fell to the fullness of her and massaged her breast in his hand, gently, slowly cupping its full weight. He felt a groan make its way up his throat, she felt so damn good.
Damon was biting his lip in anticipation of when she would rouse enough from his tender touches as he caressed her so intimately. Every thing he was doing was his alone. No one else could ever see or touch her the way he was. She was forever his and that thought made his heart soar.
He felt himself getting uncomfortably hard against her leg and he did not know how much longer he could wait till she woke up. But exploring her like this, in the dawn light, his naked desire seen by no one, not even her was making him more and more hungry for her.
He had ached inside for years, laying in this very bed wanting her here, pressed against him, around him. He longed for the smell of her skin, her hair on his pillow, her little moans as she slept, the little wrinkle of her nose in her sleep. He wanted to just stare at her for hours, days. He would never get enough.
Pulling his hand back from her breast he shifted his body lower. He kissed the hollow of her throat with the lightest touch from his lips as his hand traveled down across her smooth stomach and he felt little twitches on her skin as his hand moved. Her body was so fucking responsive to him that even in sleep he could feel her want for him.
Damon opened his mouth more, his tongue sliding down her neck, as he felt her head tilt and a faint whimper from her mouth. He licked around the silky skin of her breast as he tugged the sheet lower for his wandering hand to find more of her to touch. His breath was racing faster as his fingers found her core and fuck she was so, so wet already.
He seriously wondered if she was in fact sleeping as he had been enjoying her body. But looking back up at the serene expression on her face she was either really good at pretending or she was in fact still asleep or maybe even dreaming a hot sexy dream about him to make her so ready for him.
He bent his head back down taking her very hard nipple in his mouth, swirling his tongue around it before suckling it in his mouth deeply. At the same moment, his thumb found her little nub in her wet folds and he felt her back arch instantly making his heart pound more.
"Damon," she gasped out as he felt her fingers in the dark hair at the nape of his neck, as she pushed herself up into his hot mouth. He groaned at the simple feeling of her hand in his hair and he lifted his head to see her aroused half lidded eyes gazing up at him. A sleepy smile on her lips and he grinned back at her licking his own, enjoying the salty taste of the sweat from her skin.
"Morning baby," he breathed out, his fingers still teasing her folds and feeling her hips writhing more and pushing up against his palm to get more friction."Were you more awake than I thought?" he eyed her suspiciously.
She smiled bashfully at him. "Maybe a little. You were amazing."
Damon grinned. "I'm not nearly done with you." And he teased her swollen core feeling her just dripping she was so wet.
Elena's eyes shut as her body arched up more to him. "Mmm, heaven," his precious love whispered.
The corners of his mouth turned up in a pure, blissful smile as he looked down at her. "Heaven, hmm?" he said smoothly, his eyebrows waggling like he knew she loved. "Is that a new endearment for me? Or my middle name?" He winked at her. "Damon Heaven Salvatore. Sounds sexy."
She smiled, before her mouth fell open in another pleasureful groan, her fingers tangling in his raven hair. "Everything with you is heaven Damon."
He grinned again, feeling her moving more erraticly as he kept stroking her, his fingers working their talented magic. He felt her hand tighten behind his head and pull him to her till their lips met in a sensuous, passionate kiss. He opened his mouth to her instantly, sliding his tongue against hers, as her hands slid to frame his face.
"Mmm, heaven," he breathed out smiling down at her before delving in to taste her again. He kissed her hungrily, deeply, his body never feeling like it would have its fill. Elena moaned, pressing her hips harder into his hand as he slipped a finger into her warmth while still rubbing his thumb expertly in circles on her clit. She cried out, gripping his head harder in her small hands as the kiss deepened and her fingers clung to his dark locks, holding his head to hers tightly.
He felt her gasping with shallow breaths into his ravenous kiss as he knew she was getting closer and closer to her release. He was surprised he knew her body so well even after the years that they had been forced apart. Coming back together with her like this last night and now too it felt like everything was still so familiar, like they had never been apart. Like nothing had changed.
He pulled back from her lips his expression all consuming with desire and love. "See me baby," he breathed out and watched her eyes lock to his as she let out another whimper against his mouth. Damon felt her arch more forcefully into his hand before he felt her muscles started clenching tight around his finger. She groaned raw and low, clinging him to her so hard against her forehead as her eyes never left the depth of his brilliant blue eyes on hers.
"Damon, ahh," she cried out as her eyes rolled back, her head falling deeper into the pillow. He was beaming at her once her head tilted back down to him with a fully sated expression. He moved to capture her lips again feeling her leisurely, languid kisses as his hand slid back up her side, pulling her body underneath his. He rested his elbows on the mattress on either side of her head, his hands both burying themselves in her hair.
She was breathing hard, her skin slippery with sweat as he angled himself above her. Her eyes were wide and her lips so plump and wet as he saw her nod to him. She gripped his back behind his shoulders, her nails sliding down making him hiss with pleasure as he thrust himself into her. Damon's forehead was against hers, his eyes shut tight as he let out a groan of bliss at the feel of her tight around him again. He gritted his teeth trying to last but already feeling the familiar coil in him already so taunt and ready to spring from how aroused he was from all the foreplay.
He smoothed her hair from her face, his eyes wide and darkening with hunger for her. "I'm not going to last long baby." This was far from the vampire stamina and the control he used to have. This new body seemed to have limits and a mind of its own. His wishes be damned.
She brought her hand up to cup his cheek. "Its okay honey. Whatever you have I am more than happy with." She smiled up at him and rubbed her nose against his. He grinned right back and nodded his understanding. They had their whole human lives together. Nothing had to be perfect or a certain way. Sex with her could be hot and hungry, or silly or quick, or long with them laying in bed all day. There was no end to the possibilities. There was no judgment or worry. This was forever. A messy, imperfect human, real life now. And he could not be more excited to have years and years of pleasuring her and worshiping her body.
Damon bent down to nip playfully at her bottom lip as he pulled back only to thrust in deeper. Elena kicked the sheets the rest of the way off and wrapped her legs around him allowing him to get even deeper. "God, Elena," he moaned out feeling her so tight, her muscles squeezing him deliciously.
He felt her twist her body and awkwardly spin them around, their lower halves still joined. Now she was on top and he saw her chocolate eyes glazed with lust at him. She grabbed for his wrists and slammed them down on the pillow on either side of his head and crashed her lips to his. Elena rocked her hips, twisting them back and forth and Damon gasped out at the sensations she was making him feel. She kissed down his jaw, her blunt teeth dragging down his throat.
But he was right about his human capabilities, at least this time and he felt the coil ready to snap. He saw her wanting to please him like just had her as she started kissing across his collarbone to his shoulder and he knew that her taking her time, long, slow and torturous would have to wait.
He spun them again trapping her under him, his eyes wide and lust-filled. But he had misjudged the space from where they were to now and he felt them start to tumble off the side of the bed! He grabbed for her, spinning just enough so he took the brunt of the landing on his rug on the side of the bed. They landed with a grunt from him and a squeal from her, the sheets tangled around them. And once their eyes found each other they both burst out laughing.
Damon had his hand over his eyes in embarrassment and she was giggling as she pulled it back off him. His face was red, like actually blushing. He had tried to make something hot and fast and had not planned for them to be laughing on the floor in each others arms.
He tried to slow his breathing and nearly hid his bashful expression before she pulled his arm away. "I'm sorry baby. I guess I am not used to this human lack of grace and speed I loved so much."
She bent down and pressed her lips to his. "Its fine Damon. I think seeing you like this was adorable as an awkward human. Kinda like Bambi on ice."
His mouth fell open at that, his eyes glaring fake anger at her. "Bambi? Really?" He cocked an eyebrow at her. "Please don't call me that. Ick! I much prefer Heaven. That sounds so much hotter."
Determined not be have this horrible idea of a Bambi nickname stick, he did not wait another second and positioned himself back at her entrance and plunged his full length into her. Her soft giggles instantly turned to moans.
"Ahhh, so good baby," she cried out and the next few minutes were groans and whimpers and calling his name as he flew with her into the clouds. She gripped his arms, thrust up her hips to meet his, her breasts pressed tight to his chest. Damon was watching her face, captivated by every little expression. He came hard and fast, his hands splayed over her hips, pulling her body in closer to him seconds after her and they lay in a tangled mess on the floor beside his bed.
Damon felt her head nestled into his chest as he stroked his fingers up and down her bare and sweaty back. She curled her body to his side and he lifted his arm to pull her in. Neither of them said anything as they just lay there basking in their love. He ran his fingers through her hair and kissed her forehead as she snuggled in tighter to him.
"That was," she began and he saw her looking up at his face.
"Heaven," they both replied at the same time as he grinned at her. Oh man they were already sounding a married couple knowing what the other one was going to say!
"Damon Heaven Salvatore," she mumbled into his chest.
He chuckled running his hand up and down her arm.
Elena lifted herself up on her elbow and he saw her looking deeply in his eyes. He caressed her cheek lovingly.
"I still like Bambi," she said straight faced and then erupted in a fit of giggles, her eyes shining with teasing. He opened his mouth in shock at her actually liking that as a name for him!
"Hell no! I don't want to hear anymore laughing about that. You start called me that and you get to be Thumper then!" He raised his eyebrows doing his famous eye thing at her. Elena made an icky face likely thinking that was not a good nickname for her at all. He pursed his lips, his eyes daring her to call him that again.
She buried her head in the crook of his arm and he could still feel her giggling more even if he could not hear it.
"Elena," he said in a scolding tone. "Just because I don't have vampire hearing does not mean I can't tell you are still laughing at me!"
She lifted her face up off him and he could see tears slipping down her cheeks from her giggles. She tried, oh man she tried so hard to keep a straight face and it was fucking adorable before her head fell back on his chest.
Then his mind leapt to something else. "Oh shit Elena! Protection! Again!" He nearly jumped from underneath her, like it would make any difference now after his seed was deep inside her. His little guys were on a mission to make them a baby and there was nothing they could do to stop it. He rolled his eyes at his complete idiocy. "Damn it what is wrong with me?!" He sat up having no idea what to do about this again after they just discussed it last night.
At first she looked startled at him and then her surprise turned into a smile as she pulled him back down to her. "Its okay Damon. If it happens it happens. I'm at fault too. Being with you I totally forget to think straight. So we might have a little prince running around here sooner than we would like. But I know we could handle it."
She grinned again. "Look Friend Owl the prince is here!" and she put her arms around him trying to stifle more giggles into his shoulder. "Kinda wobbly, ain't he?" she laughed again.
Damon just glared at her when she looked back at him. "You know some women might think it was sexy and hot to fall off the bed all tangled in the sheets while making love...My girl, she calls me Bambi!" He rolled his eyes at her and stuck out his tongue.
Elena lay back down and tried to pull him back with her but he refused to budge from his sitting position. She put her arms up over her forehead. "You would think for a movie where the mom died I would hate it, but it was one of my favorites when Jeremy and I were kids and we watched it over and over."
Damon lay back down and pulled her over till she was laying on top him, his hands cupping her bottom before he slid them up to her hips and squeezed the soft skin between his fingers. "Well the only thing I do remember about that movie was being 'twitterpated'. So in love that you feel sick to your stomach and your head spins and your eyes bug out at the just the sight of your love. That was cute! But calling me Bambi! Not happening!" He looked up at her trying to be firm and get his way when he knew she was the only one in whole world that had him wrapped around their little finger.
Well maybe Lizzie and Josie too. Ric and Care's kids...
Shit! The breakfast! Everyone was going to be there soon. What the hell time was it?! He did not even have a chance to check his phone or any clock nearby when the next thing he heard was the sound of his door opening!
"Damon!" a high pitched voice rang out.
His eyes widened and he saw Elena looking at him with the same deer in the headlights look. But had not even moved before the door was swung wide open and Caroline burst in.
Damon felt Elena curl up closer to him as he tried to yank the sheet over her naked back as fast as possible. He glared up at his sister-in -law. "Caroline! Knock!"
She had yet to see them it looked like even though they were not exactly hiding. Her head was down looking at something on her phone. "Damon! No one cares!" she snapped back at him without even lifting her eyes.
Then he watched her mouth just fall open at the sight of them on top of each other on the floor. She cleared her throat looking desperately to regain her composure and closed her mouth. "I mean...um...we do care. Oh my God! Guys I am so sorry. I didn't.."
Damon made sure Elena was covered before sitting up more beside her. "Well what did you think was going to happen when the love of my life came back from the fucking dead yesterday?" he challenged her.
The blonde vampire was smiling now, which looked much better on her than the permanent frown she was wearing since Stefan had died. It was at their expense but still he was happy to see her smile. "I'm so happy for you guys!" she squealed and he saw her looking around and taking in the full bathtub and soaking wet clothes on the floor beside it. "Really I am Damon," she looked more serious at that and Damon knew she must be thinking of Stefan. "I'm glad you guys had such a great night. I just tossed and turned and kept waking up in cold sweats with nightmares about Stefan. I think I..."
"Care, um...can we talk later, clothes first?" he interrupted her as gently as he could. If he let her keep talking it could be ages before she would leave the room. All week she had come wandering into the boarding house and plopped down and started talking to him about Stefan, most times on his couch in the parlor but once she had just drifted into his room and sat on his bed while he got out of the shower. She seemed oblivious to his indecent state and just sat there sharing her thoughts about her husband.
He had listened and supported her as much as he could. But today there needed to be some boundaries. He wanted Care to get the hint and leave. They could both comfort her much better...not being naked.
But before she could leave he heard another voice carry through the hall before Ric walked through his doorway. "Oh there you are Care. I couldn't find the girls crowns they said are here in their special room. Where..." he stopped dead in his tracks and Damon could only guess what was going through his mind.
Damon just sat there on his rug, leaning on his nightstand, the sheet at his waist as Elena had most of it and she was curled up leaning her head on his shoulder, her arm on his as apparently they had to have yet another visitor to his room!
Ric looked sternly at them like the father he was. "Damon, my girls are here! What the hell are you doing?!"
Damon had to laugh at that, his blue eyes twinkling with amusement. "Umm buddy. I'm pretty sure you know exactly what we were doing...this thing here..." he waved his hand around Elena and him, "is how you have little girls," he smirked at him. "But this is my room. My house."
"But you invited us here! For breakfast remember?! Your idea!" They still did not think this conversation could wait till after him and Elena had gotten dressed.
"That was not till like 10 o clock Ric." Damon replied dryly. Ric gave him a chuckle and turned on his phone and held it up to face them. 10:49. Damon leaned up to his nightstand, grabbing his phone and sure enough it was way past 10. And then he saw like 6 messages from Caroline. Damn it he must have left it on silent!
Damon let out a weak laugh. "Fine, fine, you win. But get the hell out of my room so we can get dressed." He helped Elena up and she sat down on the bed, the sheet still wrapped tight around her chest. Damon pulled tighter on the other one he wrapped around his waist. He saw Ric nod and Caroline start to turn when there was another voice and just like that Bonnie walked in the room!
"I was wondering where everyone was. I was looking for Damon. He said he had the brochures that Enzo had left with him about ideas for the trip."
Oh for the love of God! Damon's sigh was even louder and he saw his love smiling beside him. "I'm right here Bon. What do you need? Brochures? I have them in the drawer in the parlor in the desk," he drawled. He sat down beside Elena and waited for Bonnie to reel back in surprise too.
She stepped past Caroline and then he saw her shock at seeing them there like that. She opened and closed her mouth but looked lost for words completely. Damon smirked back at her still not having the chance to get dressed.
But she had no time to say anything in response to what she was seeing when there was a blur of pink and purple and two little girls had just raced past their parents and literally jumped onto the bed!
"Auntie Lena!" the high pitched voices rang out before the little bundles of unending energy hurled themselves on his Elena and he watched her laugh as they nearly tackled her down on the bed as she held the sheet tight around her. Lizzie and Josie were dressed in fancy princess gowns, lace and satin adorned the pink and purple matching dresses. Lizzie held up a wand and Josie had a little girly purse clutched in her small hand.
Damon watched as Elena hugged Josie to her chest, rocking the little girl back and forth. She had only met them yesterday and the girls looked like they even preferred her to him already. He could not suppress a laugh as Josie put a crown on his loves head. She looked so damn cute and he could just imagine her as a mom.
"Hey munchkins, what about me? Don't you love me?" Damon stuck out his bottom lip in a playful pout at them pretending to be so hurt. Lizzie was first to respond and turned her little head to him, throwing her arms around his neck, and squeezing him to her tiny body. "I love you Uncle Damon," she mumbled into his neck.
"Hey, my turn! He's mine!" he heard Josie snap at Lizzie as she did not let go of Damon's neck and shook her head stubbornly at her sister. It had been a long road repairing things with Ric and earning his trust again and since he had been himself again and not a Siren's bitch he had spent time with Care and the girls and had tried numerous times to mend things with Ric. His previous best friend had not really come around till last night at the funeral and then even more so when they talked in the tunnels. But he had been mending his relationship with his little nieces and their mother for awhile now. And it seemed to be showing.
Damon raised his eyebrows at Elena at first feeling left out and now they were fighting over him loving that they were starting to trust and care about them like he cared deeply for them. He wanted to be there for them in the way Stefan now couldn't and keep his brother alive in their lives.
"No!" he heard Lizzie snap holding tighter.
Elena cleared her throat and bent her head closer to them, still holding an angry Josie in her lap. "Umm ladies, Uncle Damon is mine," she giggled at them. "You can hug him all you want and we would love to play with you downstairs." She snuggled in closer to rest her head on his shoulder and look up dreamily in his baby blue eyes. "But he is mine forever." She kissed his cheek to the oohs and awes of their little audience.
Damon was beaming he could not remember being this happy in ages. He pressed a kiss to her forehead and straightened the crown that Josie had put in her hair. "Mmm, forever baby," he whispered. He cast a glance forward to see all three of his best friends were just watching them in awe. Caroline's eyes were shiny with tears. He smiled back at her before turning back to the ladies in his bed. Bonnie was looking at him proudly likely at how far he had come. Even Ric just stood there smiling at them.
Damon looked back at the little girls. "Why don't you two head downstairs and help your daddy make the pancake batter and I will be right down to help you decorate them!"
Two little girls squealed, grinning at him. "With whip cream and blueberries!?" Lizzie said jumping up and down. "And big scary teeth?!" her sister added. Damon laughed and hugged Josie who had found her way into his lap. "You bet, big scary teeth! Now scoot!" It had been their tradition every Saturday morning for a few weeks now that he would make them his special pancakes.
He heard Bonnie chuckle as her lips turned up in a reminiscent smile, likely of their time together making pancakes every morning in the 90s and he winked at her. So far this morning he had managed to make both his best friends smile despite their loss and pain. He caught Elena beaming at him and he wondered what she was thinking.
Ric headed out the door finally, with his girls racing ahead of him, their frilly dresses swishing in the air around them as they ran. Bonnie was close behind them. Damon cast his glance back to Caroline. She had tears in her eyes her hands up by her face.
"Awe, you guys will make such amazing parents!" she squealed.
He smiled his thanks at her motioning with his hand that she leave too. "Um we really need to get dressed here. Little indecent."
Ric poked his head back in the room from the door as he could hear the girls bounding down the stairs. "Yeah, no shit Damon. Get some clothes on and get your ass down to the kitchen!"
"I'm coming," Damon nodded. "I'll just shower quick and be right there. Do you mind heading off any more people that might find their way to my room? Like Jer, or Donovan. I think they were coming too."
Ric smiled at him. "Sure man, but he turned his head down the hall the next moment. "Oh hey Jer," he called out. At the sound of Jeremy's voice Damon jumped from the bed. He had had enough company in his room!
"No, no, no. Did I mention no!" Damon turned Caroline around and pushed her out of the room, slamming the door hearing Ric actually telling Jeremy what was going on before anyone else could make their way in. Telling a vampire hunter that Damon was doing naughty things to his sister...thank god he wasn't a vampire anymore. Maybe being just a man would make Jeremy more willing to accept him with her.
Damon leaned his bare back against the door, his head falling back on the wood. He heard soft giggles coming from his bed and he focused his gaze on his love. Elena was sitting in the middle of the bed, wearing nothing but the white sheet and a gold sparkly crown. She lifted a finger into the air motioning him to come closer.
With a flick of his wrist he locked the door. "Now why did we not do that last night," he indicated of the now locked room. Turning his head back to her he growled like a tiger, tearing the sheet from his waist and stalked his prey till he had her squealing and writhing under him on the bed. He pulled the sheet out from her body and gave her belly warm wet kisses.
"Damon, we need to go help with breakfast. Everyone is here already!" Her brown eyes shone so bright in the sunlight falling down on his bed. But he wasn't listening to her and scooped her up in his arms and carried her, her legs quickly wrapping around him into the bathroom toppling the crown to the tiled floor.
"I told Ric I needed to grab a quick shower," he breathed out. "But I said nothing about doing it alone," he smirked at her.
Turning on the shower, he pressed her into the glass wall and hungrily attacked her mouth, kissing her with wild and animalistic need. He thrust his hips into her core already missing being inside her when it had only been not even an hour since their last round. She moaned, her hands buried in the wet dark strands of his hair pushing it back from his eyes.
He plunged himself inside her, slamming her back more against the wall. "Mmm, heaven," he groaned, his lips sucking in the skin on her throat as the water cascaded down his bare back. He lifted his head, shaking his hair in the spray before crashing his lips back down on hers, his lower body locked tight with her as he thrust harder. His hands went up to press hers to the wall tangling their fingers together.
Heaven on earth indeed and nothing could ever come close to how happy he was right in this moment.
Little did they know that that intense coupling against his shower wall, when Damon again forgot any kind of protection would result in the most beautiful little boy that they would ever dream of.
He surprised them completely being a little blonde bundle of cuteness and Elena just had this gut feeling and sure enough she was right...Because around 6 months old their little blonde angel's eyes started turning from their lightish blue to the most brilliant green.
And they had already named him Stefan Aaron Salvatore. Stefan for the reason they could even have a family and be together and Aaron for the loss of Elena's friend but also because his name meant miraculous. Which was what he truly was to them.
But that is another story…:)
A/N: There now I am all caught up in moving this story to separate one shots and short stories. I think it will so handy long term but I apologize for any confusion. There will be more. But I massively own my readers to update TPW since I left Elena dead in Damon's arms killing everyone he held dear so I need to get back to that one.
The next stories here will be their family/friend breakfast and then Elena will take him to the cabin for the weekend and they will get more heart to heart time to open up about what all happened in the time they were apart. Damon will wake up with nightmares about Stefan's death and share with her how he died. And he will tell her too about the Sirens and him almost losing her in his heart and mind and they will then talk too about he future and dreams and plans for their new human lives.
There can be unending stories to be told if you want to hear them. Please send me any requests too!
