Sweet Serial Killer
Category: TV Shows » Vampire Diaries
Author: JustLola
Language: English, Rating: Rated: M
Chapter 15: Chapter 15
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Chapter 15
Keep you safe and inspired,
Baby, let your fantasies unwind.
It's late, nearing midnight if I look at the moon outside my window. The moons rays are shining into my room and they dance around my walls, it's keeping me awake. I just can't sleep tonight, might it be because of the lack of alone time I spent with Elena? I sigh as I sit up straight in my bed and look around the dull room that held no personality to it. Today was beyond frustrating, it was just moronic and stupid and I can't see what they got out of it. I miss Elena. I missed her every hour. And you know what the worst part was? It caught me completely by surprise. I'd catch myself just walking around in the plains of my mind to find her, not for any reason, just out of habit, because I'd think of something that I wanted to tell her or because I wanted to hear her voice. And then I'd realize that she wasn't there anymore, and every time, every single time, it was like having the wind knocked out of me, I long for her attention which isn't strange at all, it's been happening more frequently now. I never knew what it meant to miss someone until I met Elena.
I smirk at the thought of my dear sweet Elena. I wonder what she was doing right about now at this moment, she would most likely be sleeping in her bed at home, save and sound. I wish I could be sleeping well I wish a lot of things but we can't always get what we want but I just can't fall asleep tonight. I have too much on my mine to figure out. I sit with my back against the wall and look to the wall across from me much like I had done the previous night when Elena had been here. It was strange to hear about her past, her tragedy, her sadness. I never thought that she had encountered that much sadness in her life but then again it would explain a lot of things.
I mean we all encounter sadness in our lives one way or another but what her brother had done was unbelievable and completely stupid if you ask me. How could he even blame all of this on her? Now she felt like she lost her brother because of one simple letter that was addressed to her. I hear the door to the cell block open and I frown, the Janitor is late tonight. I think he will be surprised tonight, I'm sitting here doing completely nothing. I must say that I am still sated and satisfied from being with Elena. I smile at the thought. I wish that I could have some kind of re-do button thou… It pissed me off to no extend that she was medicated but I could understand why or I am trying to, I'm trying to walk in her shoes.
I hear some steps but they are too light to be the slow to be the janitor and I look towards the opening of my cell. I wait patiently for the person to come closer, to make himself or herself known because who in their right mind would be down here visiting me except Elena. And then I see it, those doe eyes staring at me silently as she moves around and then she unlocks my cell door with one swift movement. Why would she be here? Not that I minded because I thought I wouldn't get a chance to see her alone today.
She closes the door once more after sneaking in and then she locks it securely without saying a word. She turns on her heel and then she's facing me, her face expressionless and I wonder what's wrong. I move forward on my bed to rise to my feet but she's too fast for me, she moves to the bed and plops down before she cuddles closer to me. I'm actually caught by surprise by all of this but I place my arm around her small frame nether the less and pull her closer to my side.
"Hey." I almost whisper and she glances to me, her eyes full of wonder and bewilderment, this only made me more curious to what might be going on at the moment. Why she was awake at this godly hour and what was she doing here at the hospital, in my cell not that I minded but I did need some answers?
"Hi." She says in a rather quiet and reserved tone, she almost seems shy, her hands fidgets around until it finds my hand and she laces her finger in between mine, she's so soft and delicate and I can just get lost by the feel of her hands on me. I lightly shiver at her touch, I loved this affect that she had over me.
"To what do I owe the pleasure of this midnight visit?" I ask sitting back and relaxing against the wall, my eyes moving back to the wall in front of me. I feel her move beside me like she's trying to get comfortable and then she sighs, but it sounds so tired and frustrated.
"I had a nightmare." She whispers and she seems upset to even mention such an absurd thing to me. Like I would curse her for wasting my time with something as senseless as a nightmare. But it only made me more curious on what nightmare she might had to upset her this much.
"Did you drive all the way to the hospital from your home?" I ask. I'm curious how she got here or was she here because that is my initial thought at first, was she sleeping in her office again like the night before? I move my head and look at her attire, she's wearing some cotton pyjama pants with little kitty patterns on them and a tank top with the caption 'catnap', it fits her frame like a glove, do I even mention that she forgoes wearing any form of bra. She must either be cold or just really happy to see me either way I enjoy the view nether the less.
"No, I was in my office." She answers sheepishly and I feel a bit at ease because I don't know how I would feel if she had been driving from her home and something had happened while she was driving. Not that I would get the chance to scold her because I'm stuck in here with no way out. She sighs and then lays her head to my chest, right above my heart, it is strange how at ease I feel with her here next to me, I have never experienced something much like this but I wanted to experience this with the woman right next to me. It's the only way that I would allow it to happen.
"Back to the point, what did you dream about?" I ask as I rest my head on hers and she hums in contentment. We had shared a moment much like this the previous night as well but then the janitor came around and he ruined it completely. She folds her feet underneath her and takes in a deep breath, I can feel her small body shiver, I could feel every intake of fresh air she takes into her small body. She almost seem reluctant to answer me but then she just sighs giving up the internal battle inside of her.
"It was just a vivid dream that felt too real." She says and I am disappointed by the lack of explanation that is given. I move my other hand to her thighs and lightly place my hands on her, she doesn't move or complain she just remains in her spot, completely still but I do see the goose bumps covering her beautiful flesh. "It just felt so real… I hated every moment of it." She mumbles and at this I smile because I wonder what can upset her like this, because here she was cuddling up against a monster and she still found something that was more frightening then I was.
"What happened in your dream?" I ask moving my lips to her head and I lightly kiss her hair in an encouraging way.
"You're going to laugh if I tell you." Elena says as she shies away and I find it quiet cute, she never acts like this, it's always diplomatic and professional, this was very unlike Dr. Gilbert that always seems so confident in her actions.
"Tell me." I coo next to her ear and I can feel her shiver uncontrollably as my breath tickles her skin. I move in a bit closer to her and then my lips are directly next to her ear. "I won't judge you." I say in a reassuring manner, trying to give her some support to continue. And I mean it was just a dream and I would never judge someone based on what their subconscious is thinking about while asleep. You had no control over that.
"Zombies..." She whispers and at first I'm not sure I heard her correct and I want to chuckle, I want to all out laugh but I stop myself, this was no laughing matter if it upset her this much. "I mean they were all over the place, they were coming after me. There was no stopping them. Only a bullet to the head, and I only had a little amount of bullets. And I must say my aim was beyond shit, I kept on missing." At this I can't help but chuckle at her, she just shakes her head as I continue to laugh because that was just strange and cute and funny. "Only thing that was relevantly exciting was putting a bullet into Tyler's skull." she continues and at this I stop completely. Did I just hear her correctly?
"Did you really dream that?" I ask a bit surprised that she would refer to putting a bullet into her ex-boyfriends head as relevantly exciting and she just nods her head but I can't take a good look at her face to read her expression to tell what she was really thinking.
"Yeah, I mean he was coming for me and I just shot him point blank in between his eyes… The only thing I didn't like was when I blew his brains out and it's just like a sprinkler that starts up. That was just the worst… The gore of it." Elena continues to say and I find it strange because she had to go through my case file and there was some disturbing pictures in there that might her subconscious think about this. Did she ever look at them? Was that maybe what was giving her these vivid and strange dreams? Things like that stayed in the brain for a rather long term and even if it happened any amount of years back the mind can still recall a memory and turn it into your worst nightmare. I sigh and she notices this turning her head to me fully facing me now.
"I'm sorry." I say and I think that was the first time that those words have ever left my mouth, I didn't pity, I didn't feel sorry but I couldn't help but think it's my fault that she was dreaming this, that she was dreaming about zombies eating people, coming to get her.
"Why?" she asks, her eyes meeting mine, her eyes looking deep into mine, almost like she's searching my soul for an answer but I don't even know what the question it.
"I just feel sorry for you, the dream you had." I say not to sound too soft because I was a man, a killer, and killers were not soft. But I smile at her, something in the back of my mind itching like crazy and I needed to ask her something. "Was the idiot a zombie or a human in this dream?" I ask, you see if he was a zombie then I could understand but if he was a human then I was seriously starting to influence her, which wasn't a good thing at all. I didn't want her to think the way I was thinking, I didn't want her to justify something like murder, her hands were not covered in blood and I would like to keep it that way. She was the light to my darkness, I couldn't taint her light with how I was.
"He was one fugly zombie." She answers and I physically relax at her words because I wouldn't know how to react if she did say he was human, my dear sweet Elena should not be tainted like that. She was a good person, there was more good in her then the eye could see, I was the bad one. I chuckle at her choice of words but nod my head. "So how was today?" she softly asks as we both look away from one another and we look to the damn wall across from us. It was really captivating in a very fucked up sense.
"Some experiment right?" I ask in a ridiculous tone referring to the group session that had been planned today, I feel her small frame next to mine vibrate as she softly chuckles at my rhetorical question. But I already knew that she was the cause of all of it, but if she wanted me to do this I could. Wait, I would try.
"Come on Damon." She says and then she has the audacity to poke me in my side making me jump momentarily. "You interacted with Enzo and then with Elijah as well, and you played chess…" she says and she emphasized her point by poking me once more and I give her a warning glance but smile nether the less because if she continued I would poke her as well, I might even just pull her underneath me and tickle her until she stops her nonsense.
"I like chess." I say trying to avoid the fact that I had spoken to the other two people, I just used that because it was a strategy, well it was my strategy, I didn't find the conversation with Dr. J that enlightening but the conversation I had with fire-boy was interesting, it perked my interest and that was how he got my queen, but the way he described a flame, I could actually see the beauty in it, and I could understand the fascination. He looked at fire the way I looked at Elena but we both know that I am the fire in all of this.
"You're really good at it." Elena replies as she places her hand that was previously assaulting me on my thigh and I shiver at her touch, she softly makes little circles on my pants while she still continues to stare at the wall. "I would like to play with you sometimes." She says and at this I frown but a smile almost instantly forms on my lips.
"Babe, you know I'm always willing when you want to play with me, I mean I would enjoy it and I wouldn't even complain one bit." I say and I know she's referring to the chess and now I am referring to something completely else, I can feel her eyes move to my face and I can feel the heat radiating from her skin as she starts to blush. I know she wants to poke me again because I can feel her hand tense and twitch. I couldn't help but chuckle at that because that's just how I am when I am with her. "Oh you meant chess? We can do that as well." I say and she actually smacks my legs at that. I just continue to chuckle at her. "Sure next time we can play." I say finally looking down at her, and her cheeks are such a beautiful shade of red, I absolutely loved that colour on her cheeks.
"What am I going to do with you?" she mutters to herself before looking back at me, her eyes sparkling brightly and she looked so beautiful, I couldn't explain her beauty even if I tried, she was just amazing. My eyes meet hers once more and I just watch her. I lost my mind… inside her eyes. And the thing is, me and Elena didn't find love, love found us by tracing the secret maps of our souls. "But I doubt I would win." She finally says and then she smiles that brilliant smile, showing of her perfect white teeth.
"Why is that?" I ask innocently because I have no idea why she would say that. Okay maybe I did, I was a good player, the best in high school, no one could beat me.
"You know just how to distract me, like you did with Elijah and Enzo." She softly says and I frown, so she caught onto my little plan, she was smarter than she looked.
"How would I distract you?" I ask curious to find out how I would do this if I was given the chance, because I doubt she was talking of words that would be exchanged between us for said distraction, that wouldn't distract her that much not like my touch on her skin.
"Maybe it's because you're just handsome… Or maybe with your eyes…" she says as a matter of fact and I can't help but raise my eye brow at the compliment she just game me, oh so she did think I am handsome, well it was obvious that my good looks got her attention. I even got the judges attention at the courthouse as well, I think that's why she didn't give me the death sentence, it would be a tragedy to have someone as handsome as myself die. I chuckle at my own little joke and now Elena is frowning.
"Well I can say the same for you as well. But you have a clear advantage over me." I say and I give her a rather seductive look, the smile she returns is contagious.
"Why would you say that?" she asks out if fake disbelieve and she doesn't even need to ask because she already knows my answer and how lewd I was going to look and sound if I did tell her.
"You can take full advantage by doing anything remotely sexy and then I sit with a problem underneath the table…" I say trailing of as her eyes go wide and she instantly looks to my lap but sadly I wasn't sporting anything at the moment but if she was willing that could all change within a few seconds, when her eyes meet mine she shakes her head from side to side.
"I didn't even think of that, but now that you mention it, I might just keep it in mind." She looks completely evil as she says this and that right there that look that she gave me from underneath her eye lashes taking her lower lip into her mouth, that was the only thing I needed to start feeling hard, she would surely be the death of me. Damn this woman and how sensual and sexual she was without even trying. "So, are you going to tell me why you were good today?" Elena asks her eyes travelling somewhere for a moment and then she takes my one hand in hers bringing it closer, she examines the bandages that was still on my arms and she starts to pick at them until she finds the end to unravel it.
"It would have been rude not to say anything at all, and I never say no to game of chess." I say as I watch her remove the bandage slowly until my wrist is finally revealed. She placed her finger to one of the scares and lightly trace them with her fingers, the way she touches me is soft and caring and I shiver at her touch.
"It's hard not to find fire beautiful after how Enzo explained it." She mutters, her attention still on my wrists, she traces each scar with such softness and tenderness that it gives me goose bump, she hums in contentment when she sees this. She might be enjoying this a little more than she needs to.
"Yeah, the feeling is mutual." I say just enjoying her touch on my skin, it was relaxing as she caressed my wrist up and down. I could get used to this pampering.
"Just don't start playing with fire now." She scolds playfully at me for a moment smiling softly but I know what she means. And I would never play with fire, it scared me because of what Enzo said, if you got consumed in its beauty and you got to close to it you might burn, worse you might even die,
"Cross my heart…" I reply with a smile but before I could say anything she continues again.
"That thing that you said to Elijah… just before you placed him in checkmate…" she says, she's desperately trying to recall the words that had left my mouth, her eyes now back on my arm as she looks at the scars that are almost healed, the deeper cuts were still healing but the other small cuts had already healed.
"What about that?" I ask removing my arm from around her to place it on her lap, she might as well remove the other bandage while she was busy.
"It explains a lot… you explained humanity so perfectly. But do you actually believe that?" she asks her hands moving to my other arm as she starts picking at the bandage. Did I believe it? In some way I did, but not all people were the same, not everyone could see what you see, but in the long run that was how people thought, that was the truth.
"I do." I reply and she stops momentarily, like she's thinking of something and then her hands move again. "I know that I scared the people around the table today with that little interesting fun fact." I say because after the words had left my mouth, after the game, most of the patients scattered and it only left the three doctors and Enzo as they stared at me like I just cured and incurable illness, I even saw Dr. J gulp because the feeling was mutual from his side and he whole heartedly agreed to my statement, the thing is no body would ever say that out loud like I did.
"I know, but you, you scare people because you are whole all by yourself." She says lightly unwrapping the bandage until it falls to the side and she studies my wounds. Her words catches me of guard, the observation of who and what I am wasn't so noticeable but I guess she actually took the time to notice. Again, I need to point out that this woman was incredible and smart. But a rather unpleasant silence fills the room as she look at the small scars on my arm.
"In all of my living, you are the most beautiful thing I have ever know…" I say to her, softly, in a way I wanted her not to only hear it but understand it. I wasn't a monster in her eyes, she still thought there was redeemable qualities in me and there were probably, but everyone else couldn't see that, only she could. She looks to me with a deep frown on her beautiful face.
"Why? I just don't understand why," she replied and she always does this, and it seems like she has no idea what I am saying or well what I am trying to say right now.
"You aren't like the rest, you know this, you just don't know you know it. You are the kind of beautiful that is unaware it's beautiful. The kind that exists in the world quietly, filling the hollow spaces of the earth with its silence. Not many humans understand it or see it or even take the time to even look for it, but it's there. It's there and it breathes against my face like the wind." Her eyes remain on mine as she takes in each word that I have said, her face expressionless. I give her a small smile but she's still mulling over my words in her head, and I think that she might just be overthinking this at the moment.
"You're not the girl men hook up with. You're not the girl they need to protect from the evils of the world. Neither are you the girl who's smile seems like the answer to every question out there." I shift a bit in my seat so I can fully face her and look at her, my hands reach for her face and I take her face in my hands carefully caressing her cheeks, keeping her from turning away. "You are the girl who shatters all stereotypes and challenges ever perspective you hold. You are the girl who carelessly talks about the elephant in the room and you make people address all their demons. You are not the tipsy girl at the bar that men have a one night stand with. You are the messy haired bibliophile people never even bother with because I know you see right through this world." I say and that was just a mouthful but it was the truth. She was one special girl on this idiotic planet that was governed by fools.
For a second she just sits there as she stared into my eyes, she's searching for something, but I am not sure what she is searching for, it could be anything, and this would be the second time that this is happening tonight. There is a smile tugging at her lips but she refused to show it to me, she only leans forwards, her eyes remaining on mine as they scan over my face again and then I feel her lips against mine, their so soft, so caring as she moulds her lips against mine and I can finally feel her lips turn up into that smile I was waiting for. I soft stroke my thumbs over her cheeks as I give into the kiss and this was just different, this was soft. I wasn't sure I still had soft in me but I find it hard not to push the matter, to push her onto the mattress and just ravish her.
When she pulls away she's breathless, her eyes soft and caring. "You say the sweetest thing." She says before her lips find mine again in a heated match for dominance, and she's the one to initiate this, she's the one who pushes me onto my back, she gently lays on my chest as we continue to kiss and this was just kissing, I didn't want more out of this but I couldn't be sure what she wanted. If she wanted to deepen this, I was willing to follow her where ever she led me.
My lips just move against hers until I nip at her lower lip and she slowly opens her mouth, I have the pleasure to sweep my tongue over her lips and I taste her, she tastes like cotton candy, such a sweet taste that I have yet to get to know on her, I move my tongue into her mouth, her tongue is warm as it wages a war against my own, a war I was clearly going to win. She sucks my bottom lip into her mouth and sucks on it, flicking her tongue against it and I can't help but groan at the sensation that she was evoking within me, she was waking up my demons. Her left hand is in my hair and her right hand is on my chest, I can feel how she lightly pulls at my hair and I smile against her mouth. When her mouth descends to my neck I shiver. This wouldn't just stay a make out session if she continued this…
*Elena's POV*
I didn't plan on this, I just had a bad dream and I needed to someone to console me, to comfort me. And here I am in Damon's cell, in the middle of the night, I am basically on top of him, assaulting his neck with kissing, nipping at the sensitive skin, licking my way as I continue and I can feel him shiver, this only fuelled me more. His words hit home inside of me and it just made me value him more, care for him more because he was just… I loved him.
"Just never give up on me." I stop instantly as I hear his words that come out of nowhere and I sit up to look at him, I know I am frowning right now and my face actually hurts from all the frowning that I have done today because he kept on surprising me time and time again. A rather pleasant surprise. But why would he ever think that I would give up on him?
My eyes meet those clear blue eyes that I always feel like drowning in. "If I ever decide to give up on you, understand how much that took out of me. I'm the type to give endless chances, always have your back even when you're wrong and truly accept you for who you are. When the rest of the world doesn't want you I will. So if I decide to give up on you, understand it took everything I had left inside of me to leave you alone because if I love you and care for you, there isn't anything on the planet I wouldn't do for you." I say in all seriousness and he needed to know this, he needed to understand this. His eyes soften to the point where they water and I swear that I think he's going to cry.
He needed to understand how much I felt for him, sometimes it was a blessing and a curse to feel so deeply for this man. He tries his best to hide the fact that he has watery eyes but it only makes him seem more human, and I have never seen him like this, it made me believe that he could be redeemed. That there was still hope for him, hope that he could change. He was already changing.
"If you stay with me, I promise to make you smile everyday with my weird jokes and random kisses… I promise to hold your hand when you need someone to walk with through the storm. I promise to share my food with you, give you good massages and laugh at your stupid jokes. I will listen when you tell me about how horrible your day was when I see you. I promise to hold you in my arms when you feel like your whole world is crashing down. I'll make you see that there are a million reasons why you should stay with me." I listen to Damon make these promises and that actually brings me to the same emotional spot he is currently in.
I smile to him nodding my head like a maniac. I would stay with him for as long as I could, for as long a possible. I would do everything in my power to make sure that we stay together. Even if this world was against us. I shift over him and place my legs over him, straddling him as I continue to drown in his blue orbs that I just love so much.
"I already have a million and one reasons to stay." I mumble before the first tear rolls over my cheek to my chin, his hands are fast as he reaches towards me and he wipes away the tear and the one that follows before he finally sits up and wraps an arm around me to keep me close. And in this position I can also tell that he was feeling more than emotional and spiritual love for me, which makes me smile like a maniac. I kiss him again with new fire burning in my veins. I just could not get enough of this man, his lips, his touch, his everything. I might just be addicted to him.
I know the janitor won't be around tonight, we had all the time in the world. The janitor booked of sick and the guard, well he was fast asleep in his office. Nothing a little sleeping tablet couldn't help with. I know it's wrong, I almost planned this but I didn't I just made sure that he fell asleep because I wanted to spend time with Damon tonight, whether we were just sitting or whether in a more intimate position. Either way I just needed to be with him.
So when I rock my hips against his he finally takes note of our position and I can feel him smirk against me mouth, but one hand remains on my back keeping me close to him, and his other holds my neck in place as we continue to kiss. I rock my hips against his again and this time he actually grumbles. Loudly. It's almost animalistic in a way and I can't help but shiver uncontrollably.
"The janitor…" he mumbles against me lips and I slowly move my head to the side as his lips travel down to my jaw leaving hot kisses in its wake, and then he moves to my ear lobe, taking the lobe into his mouth and sucking at it, flicking it with his tongue a few time, I can't help but shiver, it's like every time I feel his lips on me I can't help but shiver. He was waking up a longing in me with his kisses that I missed so much, to feel like this, but the thing was he was the only person who could make me feel like this, this immense pleasure. It's like he was the key to my lock and he was the only one that could unlock these feeling that I had.
"Not here…" I reply, moaning softly, at this his mouth starts to move to the other side peppering my neck with sweet kisses from one ear to another, it's hard to keep my breath even being this close to him, I must say with a clear mind it was more thrilling… more intensive and I enjoyed every moment of this. More than I probably should. "The guard is asleep." I continue to say and at this he stops to look at me, his eyes are full of lust and longing and I can think that mine are mirroring his tenfold.
His studies my face for a moment and then he has this smirk that does things to my insides. Making me feel like a teenager, my insides feeling all wild and untameable. His hand that is on my back moves down until it finds the hem on my shirt, and he playfully tugs at it. "So…" he says pushing the top up my body until he moves his other hand to the side and starts to pull at the top until it is finally over my head and he places it next to him on the bad sitting back to look at me in sheer wonder.
My cheeks instantly heat up as his eyes run over my chest, he has this hungry lustful look on his face that makes me go wet between my legs. Who needed foreplay if he was looking at me like I was some kind of dessert he wanted to devour. My blush deepens as he places one hand on my breast and then his mouth is on my chest, leaving tender kisses on my breast around my nipple and I can't help but shiver at the feeling of his lips on me, I moan a bit loudly as he takes my nipple into his mouth and it's hot and wet and I arch my back into him as I grab onto his shoulders, he sucking, and nips and I swear that I'm a hot mess, I can't stop shivering, my nipple instantly hardening to the point where it is beyond sensitive.
He leaves my breasts moving his hand to the one he had assaulted with tender loving, he kisses between the valley of my breasts to the other side and I must say that I am putty in his hands, as he continues his sweet torture on me, kissing around my breast until he finally takes it in his mouth and he gives it the same treatment as the other. I can't stop my breathing, it's uneven and every time he flicks my nipple with his tongue I tense up, out of pleasure, my body trembling every now and again.
I moan, I can't help it, I just needed to keep it low key or our guard might just wake up and come check on us and find us in a very compromising position. I rock my hips against his again desperately looking for the friction between my thighs, my core desperately seeking his attention and he smirks once again and I swear if he continues with this sweet torture I might just take things into my own hands. But I wouldn't, I wanted to see if he continues, its rather attractive seeing him in this position, him in full control of what's going on around us. My hands reach for his shirt, I wanted it off as of ten minutes ago, I loved seeing his chest, his perfection.
When he finally moves and his shirt hits the floor he pushes me to his mattress rolling us over in one swift movement, he hovers on top of me as his lips find mine again and then he's spreading my legs with his knee, nestling in between them. I love his mouth on me, but it's not as urgent as the first time, this was much more relaxed, we were both more relaxed making this much more pleasurable and I was not medicated so I could actually enjoy this more than I did before. His lips moves and they move to my chin, then my neck as he continues on his way down my body, in between my the valley of my breasts until he reaches my navel and he dips his tongue into my navel making my squeal in pure delight. Damon hooks his fingers in the waist band of my pants and pulls them down tortuously slow.
I forwent any form of underwear, that's just how I slept, whether it was here or at home, I can't help but smirk at the surprised look that turns into pure pleasure as Damon sees this. Once my pants are off and on the floor he looks up at me, his eyes filled with lust, and need and longing. I can't help but bite my lip as he licks his lips, kissing my hip bones before settling between my legs. I close my eyes because I can't bear to look, I just feel. It made it that much more pleasurable, it heightens your senses.
I can feel his hand move down my body until he reaches my lady pasts, he spreads my lips and I got completely still when I feel his tongue, it's beyond warm and it's… I don't have words for it but it's fucking amazing please not my emphasis on the word fucking. He licks me up once again and then it's like an overload of pleasure. I feel his tongue work on my bundle of nerves every now and again dipping his tongue inside of me. I grip his sheets, and I stifle every moan that threatens to escape my mouth because, if given the chance I would be yelling his name over and over in complete and utter ecstasy.
I'm trying my best to desperately hold onto my pleasure sanity every time, and not just give in and jump for that orgasm I am desperately seeking. I need to wait… it feels like my insides are mushed together and I am inside of a tumble dryer, it's just so overwhelming as I tumble in the pure pleasure that this man was currently giving me, so when he adds a finger I am lost to the pleasure that he is currently giving me, I think my knuckles are going white with the force I am gripping the poor sheets. He adds another finger and I can't help but moan, this time a bit loader, I feel him brush his teeth against my clit and tremble, I can't stop.
I'm so close that I can barely keep holding on, and it feels like I just might lose my sanity in the process because my stomach is coiling and then my body starts to trembling and spasming and I just can't hold on any longer I just give in to the pure bliss that Damon is making me feel, he continues for a few more seconds, lapping up my juice, but I think it hard for him to continue because my thigh are crunching anything that might be between my legs. It feels like I can see fireworks behind my eyes as I ride out my orgasm, I chance a glance towards Damon and he looks like the cat that caught the canary with that shit eating grin that he is sporting. But I close my eyes again because this was pure heaven.
I feel the bed shift somewhat under his weight and then he's off of the bed and I assume that he's removing his pants in record time because hell I know exactly how worked up he was. Before I know it he's back on the bed with me, hovering over me, nestled between my legs taking up his beloved position. His lips find mine and I blush when I taste him this time around, he tastes just like me. I loved the taste of me on him. I feel his hands move but do nothing to stop him because why would I ever want to stop him? I feel the tip of his erection at my entrance and I shiver uncontrollably.
My hands move to the back of his neck as I playing with the strands of raven hair, keeping him in his place against my lips. He strokes the tip of his erection over my lips a few times and then it's at my entrance, I moan instantly as he enters me, it's slow and steady and this wasn't anything like the previous time where he just rammed me. There was much more feeling in this. It takes a few seconder before he's completely inside of me but I revel in every moment that he is inside of me, I can feel my insides adjusting to fit him. He waits a few seconds for my body to adjust, because even thou we did it before I was still a tight fit for him. But that might be something her really likes.
He gives out a groan, it might even be a moan but I love that sound that leaves his throat, and then he starts to move within me, the rhythm is slow and steady and I meet each of his trusts with one of my own, some moans escape me and some I keep to myself but it was mesmerising how we moved together in union, how we are connected. I pull him closer to me, raking my nails over his back in an effort to relieve some tension that is building up within me yet again but it only seems to spur him on as he moves a bit faster, he pulls almost all the way out and then he slams back in, I meet each and every thrust as best I can.
When he moves my legs up to hook over his hips, he hits a whole new angle inside of me and this improved how deep he can go, it has me out of breath and panting as we continue to move in union with each other, moving against each other, the speed picking up every now and again so we can both reach that peak. His lips leaves hot open mouth kissed from my neck to my chest and he captures my one nipple in him mouth yet again, flicking my already hard nipple with his tongue continuously. He would be the death of me, I already knew it. But I would gladly die a hundred death if it was by his hands.
My body is crying for me just to give into his sweat torture, to just fall of that point that I am holding on so desperately but I want to hold onto it for as long as I can. I needed to hold out, I couldn't just crumble again lie the previous time. His lips leave my breasts and move back up my body to my ear, and he licks at the skin below my ear earning him another moan. "You're mine…" he whispers very seductively or was it territorially in to my ear and I didn't expect that but I couldn't care less, I was his, he could consume me for as long as he wanted.
"Yours…" I mumble back to him in between moans and I am on the brink of losing myself, so when he moves a hand in between us to where we are connected and he starts to move his thumb in a circular motion over my clit as he continued to move within me I know I am going to jump, I am going to let go, his movements becoming more and more erratic, his thrust becoming harder and harder to the point where I just can't keep up anymore.
"Only mine." He repeats and then he moans, but his mouth doesn't move from it's spot next to my ear, he just continues to leave open mouth kisses on my neck, whispering against my over-heated skin continuously. "I love you…" his voice sounded demanding as he said this repeatedly but I couldn't care less, he could have been sarcastic or lying but I knew he wasn't, he would never lie to me, his movement picked up to the point where I just couldn't meet his thrusts anymore and all I could do was let go, give into to him and the pleasure and the bliss that he was giving me, that's when for the second time tonight the coil snapped in my stomach and I saw white as I hit my orgasm full speed ahead.
I grabbed on to him for dear life, clamping down on him like he was my last lifeline, I pushed my thighs together even if it was impossible, as my body spasms to the point where my toes curled and goose bumps cover my flesh. I know he reached his orgasm closely after because he stilled and moved back to my mouth, giving me one glance before stealing a kiss, placing his forehead to mine.
"Mine." He mumbled again but I was already gone, it was like I lost all my senses, like I lost my sanity but I knew better, it was just an earth shattering orgasm. It was one for the books definitely. I smile at that thought. I was in pure bliss and I was enjoying each and every moment of it.
"I love you…" I just whisper back to him. That was all I could do. I knew it was just too fast to love him but you don't measure love in time. You measure love in transformation. Sometimes the longest connection yield very little growth, while the briefest of encounters change everything. The heart doesn't wear a watch – it's timeless. It doesn't care how long you know someone. It doesn't care if you had a 40 year anniversary if there is no juice in the connection. What the heart cares about is resonance. Resonance that opens it, resonance that enlivens it, resonance that calls it home.
"Elena?" I look up from the computer on my desk, I was still tired as fuck, even though I slept better after my little visit with Damon, I can't help but smile at that. But I only slept for a few hours before I was woken up by my dreaded alarm clock and I had to rush to the staff bathroom to get ready for work before anyone noticed yet again that I slept in my office. I look up and towards the door to where Marcel is standing in the door way smiling towards me. I had this aching feeling that he liked me but I dismiss that thought.
"Hey Marcel, what can I help you with?" I ask as I glance to my clock, and it wasn't even 10:00 AM just. I still had a long way to go before I could either fall asleep on my couch or go home to my bed, but I would rather be here, so I knew Damon was nearby if I needed him again to listen to my overly dramatic horrors and nightmares. Marcel gives me a frown like he doesn't approve, he's been moved to day shift now so I rarely see him during the nights which is a good thing, I didn't want him walking in on me and Damon when we were just talking or the other thing...
"You have a visitor." Marcel says and I frown because who on earth would be visiting me? I didn't have anyone that could or would come and visit me, not even my parents visited me here. I nod my head and then Marcel gives me a disapproving look before stepping aside revealing the one and only Tyler Lockwood. My mood instantly shifts, I mean I was still in my post-sex glow form earlier this morning but he was just a mood killer and he stabbed my mood right in the heart. Was he going to pop up every time after me and Damon get together? This was becoming a rather irritating tendency I would like to stop.
Tyler glances to Marcel with an irritated look and then he takes a step into my office without saying a word, he's smiling towards me but I have no idea why he would be smiling. He even closes the door behind him leaving Marcel with a rather worried expression on his face, guess he heard the word as well about me and Tyler breaking up or was it that Tyler fucked Olivia behind my back? I could not be sure. Word travelled so fast these days.
"Elena…" Tyler greets and I raise an eye brow at how formal he was trying to be, I watching him look around my office like he's trying to find something, I guess it might be the picture I had of us but I already threw that shit away and then he takes a seat in front of my desk, right in front of me.
"To what do I owe the pleasure?" I ask and I can't stop from sounding annoyed. I was beyond annoyed, in fact I was irritated that he didn't notice that I didn't want to see him, didn't he get the picture? I did not ever want to see him again, I didn't want to speak to him ever again. I fold my arms over my chest and then his eyes focuses on me, he seems optimistic about something.
"I just want to talk." Tyler says raising his hands in the air and I want to roll my eyes so badly because there was nothing left to say between the two of us, but that was just from my side, I had nothing to say to him because I was angry and I felt betrayed and I just I don't know I just didn't want him here or to see him ever again.
"Then talk, but make it fast, I have a session in 30 minutes." I say looking to the clock on my desktop. I had a private session with Damon today that I didn't want to miss. I just felt like talking to him today, I wanted to ask him a few question. But this session would strictly be concerning his evaluation and there wouldn't be any pleasure involved. I was still a bit tired from last night, but I must say I was highly surprised by his tactics and his ways and the way he just put me first this time around. I smile at that thought of our love making but once I see the serious look on Tyler's face I shake my head from side to side. Not the time or place to be thinking about that.
"You broke up with me over a phone call, can't I at least get an explanation?" Tyler says and he seems hurt by the fact that I pulled a Joe Jonas on him and dumped him over the phone but hell I did want to do it in person but he had other plans and I couldn't wait to do it, he could be glad that the phone call didn't just last for 26 seconds.
"If you really want one." I say a bit nonchalantly as I glance to the side I was in no mood to keep looking into his eyes. They just irritated me, they were once alluring but then I met Damon and I would always pick those two blue orbs over these dainty brown ones.
"So tell me why you broke up with me?" Tyler exclaimed and I instantly look back to him, wasn't it obvious from what Damon had said on Monday? Did I need to remind him that Damon told him he cheated and he didn't even come up with a comeback? Should I draw him a fucking picture or should I like do role play for him to understand the current situation that we were in.
"Olivia." That was my only answer, I didn't want to waste my time or strength on the idiot, he didn't deserve it and I watch as his face falls when the name leaves my mouth. He looks to his lap and then sighs in defeat. "What? Did you think I didn't know about you and Dr. Parker? I mean the nurses talk, the guard talk, I wouldn't be surprised if the patients told me. Did you really think I would never find out of the two of you?" I ask and at this he looks up, a new fire burning in his eyes.
"It happened twice Elena. Twice, it wasn't a reoccurring thing, and it was a mistake. I made a big mistake by doing that and I am sorry." He's trying to justify the fact that he cheated on me twice with Olivia, I just could not have that, I wouldn't allow that any man I was with cheat on me. I mean it was embarrassing enough as it is, everyone knew but me. And I had to hear it from my patient nether the less.
"What did you accidently fall with your dick into her pussy? I highly doubt that. So do not bullshit me Tyler." I say back and his eyes go wide from hearing me state it like that but that's how I felt and I couldn't change it. Nothing he said or did would make me forgive him or take him back, there was no going back to Tyler. I was with Damon now, I loved him and I couldn't just wish away those feelings and get back together with Tyler. "You're wasting your time here so I think you should just leave." I say.
Tyler keeps his eyes trained on me, as he stares at me in disbelieve. "Elena, I'm sorry, really I am, and I want you back." He almost pleads and I find it funny that he would plead. He wasn't a man to promise and plead or beg either, his standard were higher than that.
"There is no chance in hell that I'm taking you back." I say as I rise to my feet and I move around my desk towards my door, I place my hand on the door knob and turn it as I look to Tyler, I feel disgusted that he even tried fixing things with me. "Just go." I say as I push the door open, I keep my eyes trained on him as he continues to stare at me in disbelieve.
"Elena, please, I'm in love with you." Tyler rises to his feet as he continues to plead with me, I'm not even sure he know what it feels like to be in love with anyone but himself, he moves towards me stopping right in front of me. "Give me one last chance." He asks and I feel like my heart just froze over as I continue to look at him, no expression currently on my face.
"No, leave." I grit through my teeth and I do not understand when Tyler figures out that this is his golden opportunity to be openly affectionate towards me because he reaches a hand towards me and then he pulls me to him placing his lips to mine, I almost gag when he does this and I push him from me but he just won't move, he is stronger than I am. So I hit at his chest with my fist and when he finally moves I slap him clear across his face, you can hear it down the hall, how my palm connects with his cheek, I stare at him in disbelieve.
"One chance?" he asks bringing his hand up to his red cheek and slightly rub it. The fact that I just chased him out of my office and I slapped him not even bothering him one bit. What was wrong with this man?
"Fuck of. I said no, now leave before I call security. And I suggest you never come here or near me again." I say in a threatening tone, this was beyond crazy and I couldn't believe that he had done that. If only I thought a few steps ahead I would have punched him square in his jaw for attempting to kiss me before his lips ever touched me. I would need to wash my mouth with bleach or something. I shudder at the thought of him kissing me ever again. But he remains in front of me, not moving one bit.
Luckily I was saved by Marcel who appeared from down the hell, he had a disapproving look plastered on his face as his grasped Tyler's arm in a death grip and I watch as Tyler flinch. "You heard Dr. Gilbert." He indicated before pulling Tyler behind him without another word or anything. I can't believe that, that just happened. I remain in my door frame for a while longer before Marcel and Tyler is completely gone from my view.
Thank you for the awesome feedback! I am stoked! Or beyond happy! You guys are the best in the world! So there might be another chapter in this week I'm just finishing it up! But I do hope that everyone loves this chapter! I LOVED it! Oh and I got to watch Batman Vs. Superman this weekend! It was amazing, a must see. I was in a very smutty mood with this chapter so please enjoy! So remember to tell me what you think!
Moving on, to shout outs –
TVDFan245 – Seeing as Klaus is currently on sick leave, Enzo needs to fill his shoes! Enzo likes Bonnie but it's a bit more difficult, I will reveal why in the next chapter. It's going to be a bit complicated. Stefan will be in the story but sadly the younger Salvatore will only make an appearance in the end. And the girl who survived? Damon opens up about that on the next chapter, I have already written that part. Still need some tweeks before I publish.
fanaticalParadox – Pleas do not die on my! Not until the end of the story! Thank you for the compliment!
kfulmer7 – Here is the new chapter, I really hope that you do enjoy it. Hope you had a wonderful weekend! There will be a second chapter soon.
Shelley – Thank you for the review. It made my day! It was awesome! Every chapter gives a small bit of information, I don't want to overload the readers and give away the story.
Margie – I think that in the end you will be pleasantly surprised but I can't say more than that.
Melissa D – I love chess to! Not that good at it but I love it. I foresee a BJ in the near future for Damon. XD, there is some convo about his behaviour in this chapter. And I think that after the next chapter Bonnie might come around, because Damon does help her with something but you need to wait for the next chapter. As indicated, Stefan will only be in the end of this story, sad but true. I will update soon and remember your awesome. Hope you had a great weekend.
Hanna – I understand what you are trying to say, well after some giggling, I read the story and I was blown away, it's really a great story, I will keep that in mind when I write. To be a more creative.
Srish2255 – I hope you do love this chapter. This story is about how the people changes, like I said Damon has redeemable qualities. I love that you like the fast I do shout out's I can't leave people hanging and there are questions that need answers even if I am evasive about some. Hope you enjoy this chapter