Given the tragedy of poor Jeremy's death I doubt we'll be seeing any romantic DE interactions for a while so I threw some in this chapter to get us through. Enjoy! Note: Explicit content.
Elena was excited about Damon's proposal the night before, but as she got ready for school, she thought how sad it was that she couldn't share her happiness with anyone around her, without running the risk of ruining her special day. The last thing she needed to hear was her friends trying to talk her out of marrying Damon because he was such a horrible 'monster.' She'd gotten enough grief from them when she started dating him, and even more when she told them he was going to help her raise her baby. They would be floored if they knew the baby was actually his too. That bomb wouldn't be dropped for several more months. Right now, she just didn't feel like justifying why she was going to marry the man she was completely in love with despite their objections. It was her life to be lived as she wanted, and Damon was who she wanted. She loved her friends, but she was an adult. She didn't need their approval. Caroline could have her hissy fit all she wanted, but that didn't mean Elena has to subject herself to hearing it. She found herself getting irritated already and shook the thought out of her head. She was not about to let her controlling friends, or Klaus for that matter, ruin her happiness. She shook the thought away and took a deep calming breath.
Elena had just finished brushing her teeth and was about to dry her hair, when Damon walked up behind her. Wrapping an arm around her waist, he pulled back the collar of her robe exposing her neck, and placed a kiss along her collar bone. She giggled when his soft lips touched her skin with a butterfly-like feel. He was definitely happy she was home. He slowly slid his nose up the side of her cheek, so his hot breath was against her ear when he spoke. "Mmmm I think you should skip class and stay in bed with me all day long." He placed a soft hot kiss against her ear, sending chills of excitement down her spine. He lightly nibbled on her earlobe then continued placing kisses down her neck, as he swayed her gently back and forth.
She stopped what she was doing, placing her hands over his on her waist, and looked at him in the mirror. Uh why does he have to be so sexy? She took a breath to control the part of her that wanted desperately to cave to his tempting offer. Instead, she let the logical part of her speak, "I'd love to but I can't. I'm already so far behind from missing all last week. Finals are in 3 weeks. I'll never pass this semester if I keep missing. Besides, I know why you really want me to stay." She turned around to face him, still held in his embrace.
"Oh really. Now what other possible motive could I have beyond wanting to make love to you until you're begging me to stop?" His voice purred seductively as he tried to charm her.
Elena gave him a serious look. "You're worried about something happening to me again, so you're trying to keep me home."
He tossed his head to the side conceding. Flippantly, he said, "Well, it was worth a shot." He gave her a smile so sly it resembled the Cheshire cat from Alice in Wonderland. He slid his hands off of her and stepped over to the shower to turn the water on.
That wasn't quite the response she'd expected. Being overly protective was Damon's thing. "Wait that's it? You're not even going to argue with me about it?" She looked at him suspiciously, crossing her arms over her chest.
He walked back to face her. "It's pointless. I'll insist you stay home, you'll tell me I'm being overly cautious. I'll point out how dangerous it is. And then you'll give me that look you know will make me cave, bringing us right back to where we are now. See pointless," he said, with an unbelievable casualness to his voice.
A smile spread across her lips. He was right of course. They had been over this before when she first found out she was pregnant, in fact, in this very same spot. At that time, they were worried about Klaus, but she managed to assuage Damon's concerns enough for him to relax and let Bonnie watch over her while she was at school. Obviously this recent attack had reestablished his fears, and truthfully, she couldn't blame him. He'd almost lost everything all because of her laxed routine. It didn't help that the culprit still hadn't been identified. Letting her finish out the semester without a hassle was a huge thing for him to do under the circumstances. "Thank you." She wrapped her arms around his waist, and he responded in kind. Looking up at him, she said, "Though I half expected you to say you were going to follow me around all day long."
He smirked, stifling a slight laugh. "Yeah, well, I was going to, but I decided to pick my battles. I might have to do that later, and I don't want you arguing with me then. Anyway, I thought it would make more sense to try figuring out who actually poisoned you and get rid of the threat altogether. Besides, you'll still have Bonnie with you for protection, and it's only a few more weeks." By the time her semester finished, she'd be approaching the 6 month mark. Knowing she wouldn't be able to get another full semester in before the baby was born, made it easier for him to compromise. Plus he doubted whoever had attacked her would be stupid enough to try again so soon while the police were actively investigating the incident.
She knew what would come out of his mouth next, so she beat him to it. "And I know, don't eat or drink anything except what I take with me. I promise I won't." She crossed her heart with her fingers.
"Good girl." He leaned down and kissed her softly. Damon slowly started untying the belt of her robe playfully. "Care to join me for a shower?" I'll wash your hair for you."
Her smile beamed back at him. She teased, "But I already washed my hair."
Damon chuckled wickedly. "Well, I guarantee it will need it again once I get done with you." He went in for another kiss, as he pulled her robe from her shoulders, letting it drop to the floor. He pressed her against him so she could feel his length. They continued to kiss, while her hands made their way to free him from his pajama bottoms, causing his firmness to rub against her stomach tantalizingly. They enjoyed fondling each other a little longer before Damon took her by the hand and led her to the shower, standing back to allow her to enter first.
Facing each other, Elena leaned her head back under the warm water, as Damon wiped her wet hair back from her face. He grabbed the shower gel, poured it on her breasts, and lathered it, as he sensually caressed her. One hand remained on her breast to run over her nipple, giving it a gentle, but firm, squeeze between his index and middle fingers. His other hand cupped the back of her neck, pressing her lips passionately against his. The water dripped between their tongue filled kisses. Elena's hands followed the slick wetness of his skin, down his back to grasp his buttock, pulling his pelvis closer against hers. Damon's lips left hers, trailing down her neck, alternating between kisses and running his fangs lightly against her flesh. When he reached the tops of her breasts, he licked the water off as it dripped along her nipple. His hand trailed down the small bulge of her tummy, to rub wantonly along her slit, before giving her pubic hair a light tug. Elena slid her hand around from his back, using the soap that dripped down her, to stroke Damon's very firm erection. A muffled moan of pleasure escaped his mouth between their kisses. The steady firm stroking made him ache to be inside her even more. He turned her around, slightly bending her forward, to rest her hands against the shower glass. He spread his feet apart and crouched down slightly, pulling her by the hips to him, to rub his cock along her wetness. To accommodate for the difference in height, she rose up on the balls of her feet and lifted her behind invitingly. She reached for his cock and guided him in with her hand. He plunged in with one fluid motion. The warm water continued to roll down them, heightening the erotic feel of their movements. The steady rhythmic thrusting at this angle, pushed her over the edge much quicker than usual. But she continued to ride out the pleasure, until she felt the warmth of his fluid fill her as he orgasmed. After he came down from his high, he pulled himself out and gently grabbed her by the shoulders to press her back against his chest. He sucked a drop of water off of her earlobe then whispered. "Now I can wash your hair." She smirked and handed him the shampoo from the shower caddy.
Elena came trotting down the stairs to the sound of a loud rapid tapping on the front door. She opened the door to find an exasperated Bonnie standing there. "Finally! I called you like 10 times. What the hell took you so long? I was about to leave."
Elena looked at her phone, noticing the 10 missed calls. Blushing, she said, "Sorry, I didn't get your messages. I was in the shower."
Bonnie took one look at Elena's wet hair as she tied it in a pony tail and knew what took her so long. "Let me guess, Damon is what took so long?" Elena smirked, as she turned to pick up her book bag. As they made their way out the door, Bonnie let out a frustrated moan. "Uh, don't you two ever stop? I mean you'd think you'd start slowing down now." Her eyes ran down to Elena's swollen stomach, indicating what she was referring to.
Elena gave her a perplexed glare. "Why, because I'm pregnant? I'm not dead you know. We still have plenty of time to enjoy ourselves. Besides, we might as well take advantage of our time alone. Once the baby arrives we're not going to have much privacy."
Bonnie was young and didn't have much sexual experience, so she couldn't imagine why anyone would still have the desire for sex while their stomach was being pushed and stretched from the inside out. She couldn't imagine it being pleasurable. She scrunched her nose, asking curiously, "Isn't it uncomfortable?"
"No, not yet anyway. In fact, it feels even better now when he takes his..."
Bonnie cut her off before she could finish. Squeezing her eyes shut, she waved her hand trying to get the visual out of her head. "Ew, I don't need to know about your sex life with Damon, thank you."
Noticing how embarrassed Bonnie was getting, Elena took the opportunity to tease her further. "What? You don't want to know how easily he can get me..."
"Stop it! You're going to give me nightmares."
Elena laughed as they got into the car. "Hey, you're the one who brought it up." She teased, "If you don't want to know then don't ask. And anyway, I wouldn't be pregnant if you hadn't cast that spell in the first place."
"Ok, I deserve that. Can we please just change the subject? Did you have a chance to finish the assignment I brought you last week?"
"What else did I have to do while I was stuck in the hospital on bed rest?"
Damon met Sheriff Forbes at the station in her office. The sheriff had been in charge of the investigation into Elena's poisoning on an official and unofficial basis. He tapped on the open door frame to get her attention. "You ready?"
Liz looked up at him. "Yeah come in."
He shut the door behind him before sitting down in the chair across from her desk. He leaned forward with his elbows resting on his knees, looking intently at her. "So what have you got for me?"
"As I started to tell you on the phone, we completed our sweep of the local hangouts Elena frequents. None of them have tested positive for even a trace of the substance. Whoever did this made sure they got rid of the evidence."
"Great. Did you find out anything out about the distributors? Where it might have come from?"
She nodded. "There are over 30 distributors in this state alone that sell Penny-Royal tea bags to stores that specialize in homeopathic remedies. I don't have the man power to check all the distributors, so I tried to focus at least on the local organic shops within a 40 mile radius." She handed Damon the list.
He scanned over the paper. "And?"
"And I found there were at least 5 shops that had sold those tea bags the week prior to the poisoning. The shop owners have said most of their sales are to their regular customers, but they're going to check their receipt copies for sales to any unknown customers. We might be able to find something if the tea bags were purchased with either a debit or credit card. If not, we still might be able to narrow down which store it came from."
"Sounds good. Did you get the files I asked you for?"
Nervously, she pulled a stack of manila folders out of her desk drawer marked confidential. She had worked with Damon before on very delicate town issues, so she knew she could trust him. Still these were the personal files she had on the council members, some of who she had known since grade school. She couldn't help but feel like she was betraying them, but if they were involved in the poisoning of a woman and her child, especially of a founding family whom they vowed to protect, then they needed to be held accountable. She placed the stack on her desk for Damon to take. "Here. This is all I have. Just promise me if you find something that you'll bring it to my attention, so I can deal with it the right way. No going off and exacting justice in your own way ok?"
He picked up one of the files thumbing through it. Using a deadpan tone, he replied, "Come now, I wouldn't dream of harming one of our self-righteous council members simply because they tried to kill the woman I love and her baby." He glanced up, giving her a wicked smirk. "Honestly Liz, you must think I'm some kind of monster."
The sheriff rolled her eyes, shaking her head, not at all amused by his statement. "Just promise me Damon."
He tossed the folder on top of the others before scooping them up. "Fine...for now. But I can't promise that later." I can't say that a tragic accident might not befall them. He gave her a cocky smile as he turned to walk out the door.
On his way out of the building, he ran into the Original sister herself, Rebekah. She stopped in front of him when she saw him, with the usual pouty annoyed look she gave whenever their paths crossed. "Well, well Blondie, what brings you here? Doing your civic duty?"
Rebekah feigned a smile of amusement at his smart-assed quip. "Hardly. Someone broke into my car. I just came here to report it."
"Why not handle it in your usual fashion...torture?"
"Come now, Damon you know I only save that for special occasions." She bobbed her head down slightly to the side, batting her eyes up at him in mock flirtation.
He squinted, giving her a snide smile, recalling the night she chained him in bear traps and bled him dry of vervain. "Ah, it's been fun going down memory lane and all, but gotta go take care of something that actually matters."
She turned to watch after him as he began to walk away. Her eyes lingered on his ass. She always did appreciate the sight of a tight behind. She raised her eyebrows, enjoying the perfectly firm roundness of his ass. Damon had only walked away a few steps, when she called after him. "How are Elena and the baby doing?" He turned to look back at her in surprise. "I heard about the unfortunate accident."
He scoffed, "Come on, like you care. You hate Elena, and me for that matter."
She pursed her lips at him, nodding her agreement. "True, but I have a soft spot for children. It must have been tough watching the woman you love almost die along with your child."
My child? She couldn't possibly know that. Underneath he felt a sudden pang of concern, but on the surface, he remained as calm as ever. He had to make sure she didn't know the truth. Callously, he replied, "Yeah, well, it's not my child. My biggest concern was for Elena, and how she would handle it."
She attempted to stifle her amused laugh at his denial, by covering her mouth with the back of her hand. "Oh please, you can pretend not to care all you like, but you're going to have to get used to the idea that it is your child."
His mind raced. Did she over hear something she shouldn't have? The look of confusion on his face was genuine when he said, "Excuse me?"
She rolled her eyes at his ignorance. "Look, if you're going to agree to help raise a child then you have to accept the responsibility of it."
Ah, that's what she meant. He finally started to relax his guard.
"I guess being irresponsible isn't all that surprising given your century and half playboy status. My goodness Elena has her work cut out for her."
"Hmm I'd love to stay and chat, but I can think of, oh, a thousand more pleasant things I could be doing, like walking in the sun without my daylight ring." He walked a few steps backwards, as he gave her a mock salute good bye, before turning and walking out the door. He puffed out his cheeks, letting out a breath of relief.