Chapter 14

Elena

She needed to see him. She had to. She didn't even know what she would say to him or how to explain the whole thing to him, but all she knew was that she needed to see him. Right now.

Grabbing her car keys from the counter, Elena pulled on her jacket and headed for the door.

"Elena!" Bonnie called, "Where're you going?"

"I need to find Damon." Elena said determinedly.

No one tried to stop her. No one tried to talk her out of it either. All of them had thought she would freak out at the fact that she was never spellbound and her feelings for Damon were genuine, but she had handled the situation beautifully. It was like she was relieved that her feelings were real.

Elena took one last look at Stefan, who looked lost and confused. She knew that he wouldn't take it too well. She tried to send him an apologetic look, but he wouldn't catch her eye. Sighing, she went out the door.

She had no idea where Damon would be. She had spent too much time in the Boarding House, trying to accept reality, which gave Damon a tremendous head start. The last thing she wanted at the moment was for Damon to think that the spell was broken and she wanted nothing to do with him.

Driving around aimlessly for a while, Elena decided to stop at The Grill; but one swept around the room told her Damon wasn't there. Elena felt disappointed as she went out of the bar and into her car again. She ran over all the places Damon could be in her head, and her heart leapt when she thought of the one place Damon was bound to go to: the open-air restaurant by the lake he once took her.

"Welcome to my sanctuary," He had told her, "…I used to come here whenever I wanted to get away from reality. It's just…peaceful here."

She could practically hear his voice in her ear as she started the engine hurriedly. She drove for a while, trying to remember the road he had taken when he drove there, but her memory continues to fail her. It had begun to rain, making it all the harder to see. Elena wished she had paid more attention to where they were going the first time Damon took her to the restaurant. She had been driving around for a half hour, and there was still no sign of the restaurant. She remembered it to be at the opening of the woods, but once she drove into the thickly dotted trees, she found herself completely lost.

Elena fumed as she took another wild turning, hoping with all her heart she could reach the restaurant, but she just came to face more trees. The sun had set completely, and she could only squint to make out the shapes in front of her windshield due to the rain.

Another five minutes of driving like this, and Elena finally gave up. She had driven so far into the woods that it was impossible for her to go on now. The trees were too close together, leaving no space for a car to pass through.

Pulling on the hood to her jacket, Elena climbed out of the car to into the pouring rain and slammed the door behind her. She was determined to find Damon. She didn't know how long she walked. Her Converse sneakers were soaked, and her whole body was dripping water. Her teeth were chattering together as she walked past another weirdly shaped tree that looked oddly familiar. She was almost certain that she saw this tree before. Was she going in a circle?

Elena's heart sank as she saw her car parked alone by the trees. She had indeed walked in a circle, and was now back to the beginning. She got into the car again, shivering all the while.

Elena turned on the heat and hugged herself around the middle. She was freezing. Her hair was plastered to her face, and her fingers and toes felt numb. She had never wanted to see someone as desperately as she wanted to see Damon right now. She would tell him she loves him…and not because of the spell either, but because she really did…She would kiss him repeatedly…She would whisper the three little words again and again…

Feeling her eyelids grow heavy, Elena drifted into a very uncomfortable sleep.

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She woke up to the tapping on her window. Her eyes flew open at the sight of Damon in the rain.

"Damon!" She exclaimed and unlocked the car doors immediately. Before he could come in, she jumped out and threw her arms around him. She didn't care that they were standing in the rain. She didn't care that they were both wet. She didn't care about anything at the moment.

Letting go of him, Elena stared into his blue eyes. Yes. This was it. Love. This had to be it. She's never felt like this before; like she was about to explode for feeling so much emotions. Wrapping her arms around his neck, she kissed him.

She could tell he was surprised, but he kissed back hungrily, one hand reaching up to tangle in her wet hair. The rain slid down their faces and over their burning lips, but neither of them took notice. They kissed until they were drenched.

Tearing her lips away from him, Elena rested her forehead against Damon's while he hugged her around the waist.

"How'd you find me?" She whispered against his lips.

"Stefan called." He murmured in a low voice, "Told me you were out looking for me. I knew you'd go to the open-air restaurant. …And I knew you'd get lost along the way too."

Elena smiled, closing her eyes, "Did he tell you anything else?"

"No," Damon replied simply.

Pulling Damon into the backseat of the car, Elena closed the door behind them. She was barely aware of the fact that they had been standing in the rain for quite a while now. The coldness didn't bother Damon, as he was a vampire, but she was shaking like a leaf.

Damon took off her wet Converse sneakers and her socks, along with her jeans, leaving her to sit in her underwear. He took her tiny, narrow feet in his hands to warm them. Elena smiled at his consideration. She could actually feel her love for him growing as seconds tickled by.

"Damon…" She said.

He raised his head, his eyes questioning.

"There was no spell," Elena explained, "…Everything that happened, everything I said to you and every kiss…that was all real." Her voice was dropping as she willed herself to put all her feelings into words, "Damon, I…" She looked up at him.

He stared back, waiting for the rest. He knew where this was going. He knew what she was going to say, and he would feel his heart pounding in his ears, which was impossible since he had no heartbeat.

"I love you." She finally whispered.

Damon swallowed, "Tell me again."

"I love you." Elena repeated with even more emotions than she did the first time.

A small smile broke over Damon's face. A true smile. She hasn't seen him smile in forever. He always smirked, or snickered, or grinned cockily at her, but never a smile. Yet now, he was smiling, and there was definitely a sparkle in those blue eyes.

"I love you." He said back, leaning forwards to capture her lips again.

When they broke apart, they were both breathing heavily.

Damon leaned back, looking arrogant again, "And I knew there was no spell. Stefan told me."

"But you just said –!"

"I lied," Damon smirked at her, "I wanted to hear you say everything to me."

Elena smacked him playfully on the chest, only making him smirk wider. He leapt at her and tickled her. Elena squealed with laughter as tears rolled out of her eyes.

"Damon! Stop! Stop!" She shrieked.

Damon rolled his eyes and kissed her instead, making here laughter die instantly as she wrapped her arms around his neck.

Elena gasped as he turned his head to nibble on her earlobe, the tip of his tongue licking the inside of her ear expertly. She could feel her whole body shivering with anticipation. And judging by the bulge in Damon's jeans, he must be just as turned on as she was.

She nudged closer to him so she was sitting in his lap. He tipped his head to kiss her again, tugging on her lower lip. His hands crept up her shirt. She giggled as they found her breasts and squeezed them; teasing her nipples and making them harden against his palms.

Elena reaches up to circle his neck, bringing him closer for another round of kissing. Their tongues danced, and he continued to palm her breasts, making her break out of the kiss and gasp.

"Damon…" She whispers, "Our first time isn't going to be in the backseat of Jenna's car…"

"Duly noted," Damon sighed and took his hands out of her shirt. He rested his forehead on her shoulder and closed his eyes.

Elena felt a little bad for rejecting him. A thought ran through her head, surprising even herself. She wanted to give him head.

She's never done this before. With Stefan, even though he asked her for it a few times, she always refused. She thought it would be weird. And Stefan never pushed her into something she didn't want to do, so their sex was…just fine. The traditional style. Nothing new or exciting.

But now, it was Damon, and she loved him so much that her chest hurt. Taking a deep breath, Elena lowered her hands to his belt.

Damon raised his eyebrows and looked at her, "I thought you said –"

"Just relax," She replied.

Damon understood immediately and lied back onto the leather car seat, a cocky grin on his face. Blushing like mad, Elena undid the button on his jeans and zipped it down. She can't believe she was about to do this. She doesn't know what went over her. Was it because she wanted desperately to please him? Or was it because she just loved him so much?

Seeing the hesitation, Damon said gently, "Elena…Have you not done this before?"

Elena cheeks reddened as she nodded slowly. She looked so adorable that he couldn't stop grinning. It was amazing that she's doing this for him now, that she's willing to do something she's never done before.

Elena lowered her gaze and pulled down his jeans and underwear to mid-thigh, then settled herself into a kneeling position between his legs. It was so dark that she could barely see him, but she felt him and he was very hard. Slowly and carefully, she lowered her lips to the head and closed her mouth around it. His breathing quickened, urging her on as his taste filled her mouth.

But Elena stopped. This all felt very unfamiliar.

She let go of him and looked up, "Teach me." She said.

Damon nodded and mentioned for her to take him in again. She does, tasting him on her tongue. It wasn't a bad taste. In fact, it was so sexy that she kind of like it.

"Suck me, babe." He moaned.

The moaning turned her on. Her hand closed around the part of him that could not be put into her mouth and slowly stroked him. She tightened her lips around him. He was so big and so hard that she was a little scared. She didn't want to bite him accidentally with her teeth. She wanted him to enjoy this.

"Is this right?" She asked him, dubious about the procedure.

"Yes." Damon whispered. His voice was low, "Are you sure you've never done this before?"

Elena smiled and took him in again, her tongue swirling circles around his head. He took her other hand and put it over his balls and she gently rubbed them, except she didn't know if she was doing it right or not.

She wanted to ask him again what to do next, but he told her repeatedly how good this feels, so she stopped herself from asking. His hands came to her hair. She thought he was going to press the back of her head to keep her there, but he didn't. He just ruffled her hair gently around her ears, so she couldn't hear anything at all besides her own heartbeat.

Elena didn't know how long she sucked him. Twice, he pulled her up to kiss her while stroking himself. She got back down voluntarily. She liked his taste.

Elena tucked her hair behind her ears because they get in the way and continued working him. Once or twice, she gazed up at him.

Breathing rapidly, Damon stared down at her. Her eyes were round, and she looked so cute with his cock in her mouth and that innocent look on her face.

Unable to control himself, Damon thrust into her mouth a couple of times, and she tried her best to stay steady. She was starting to wonder why it took this long. Or was it because it seemed long to her because she was in this position?

Next thing she knew, hot, thick liquid was pouring inside. It wasn't a lot. It was just a small mouthful, which was less than what she had anticipated.

Elena swallowed the content and licked him clean. It didn't taste as bad as she thought it would. It is just salty. That was it. And it tasted like him, which was incredibly sexy.

Slowly, Elena got up to sit beside Damon. He looked embarrassed as he pulled his pants back on. "Just spit it out," He said sheepishly.

Elena looked at him innocently, "I swallowed it."

Damon's expression changed slightly. Sighing happily, he pulled her into a hug. For a long time, they merely hugged each other. Elena squeezed her eyes shut and rested her chin on his shoulder. She was head over heels for this guy. All on her own. And she had a hunch that this feeling wouldn't be going away anytime soon.

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