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Okay, so she didn't fall on her face, and Stefan did manage to show up with the love of her life at the church on time. Maybe it wasn't what she'd thought it would be, but she had loved it none the less.

The ceremony had been finished an hour ago, and it had been beautiful, but now, the reception at the Salvatore Manor, was the part she was looking forward too. Cake, dancing, the light social chatter, it was all a wonderful change from the room of quiet people staring at her. Not that anyone had disagreed she was worth a second look today. Her hair, make-up, and dress were all the image of perfection. And she really did like it. Especially the dress, which was, like most of the styles, almost like a ball gown, but it was white, and ran off her shoulders, gossamer covered the bodice and the train, making the whole ensemble shine. It was also elegant in design and many of the women had doted on it. Though not nearly as much as they had doted on her groom.

Damon was, of course, as dashing as ever, in a perfectly fitted black suit, though he'd combed his hair with a little gel, or grease, or whatever it was they had nowadays, and his curled locks had straightened out and layed a little flatter. It almost made her think of his future self, and gave a little moment of silence to the ever flowing sarcasm and jackassness that would nolonger exist. Though she'd often wished future Damon hadn't had those qualities, she was afraid she might miss them just a little.

"A dance, Beautiful?" A voice came from behind her, and she turned to face the object of her thoughts.

"Damon...of course." She smiled, falling into step as he pulled her to the makeshift dance floor.

He took her into his arms, holding her close. "I love you, Elena."

"As I love you," she answered simply, naturally.

"I have a surprise," He told her with a smile.

"And what's that?" She asked as he twirled her.

"We have a house."

She looked at him in shock, causing him to laugh. "Well you didn't very well think we'd be staying here did you?" He asked.

She smirked slightly, "Well I guess not, but I didn't really think of it, so tell me more..." she urged, and he complied.

"Well it's on some property my father bought. It was endowed to us as a wedding gift. I'm sure you'll love it. It's very nice, though not quite as big as this place," he joked.

She smiled. "You know that's not an issue, Damon. So where is it? Or is that a surprise too?"

"No, just the boarding house was a surprise. It's actually a little more out of the way, In a slightly woodsy area. It's in prime condition too, though I wasn't really sure why father kept it up, until now."

Elena shook her head. "Boarding house?"

"Yes, It might be a bit large for just the two of us, but I figured we'd manage," He wiggled his eyebrows at her before continuing. "And I figured Maria, and maybe a few other of the servants could come stay there. Besides, it is full of tapestries, and books, and-"

"A fireplace," Elena added, her memory getting the best of her mouth.

Damon laughed. "And of course, a fireplace, for winter. I've already had wood chopped and prepared. All we have to do is go there."

Elena smiled at her husband, "It sounds wonderful, Darling."

"Just wait until you see it," He assured her.

The rest of the afternoon continued this way. Everyone congratulated them, gave them words of advice and encouragement. The cake was cut, the wine served, and Elena was just ready to go home. The Boarding House. That had surprised her. Unbeknown to Damon, she had seen it before, many times. She'd actually first met him there. Well at least some place, any kind of familiar would be nice. She went to find where some of the men had drug Damon off too.

She finally spotted him, with his father and another man, none other than her true ancestor, Johnathan Gilbert. It almost felt rude to interupt, but Damon didn't particularly look as though he was enjoying the conversation anyway.

"Ughem..." She cleared her throat, announcing her presence.

Damon looked relieved when he saw her, excusing himself.

"Elena."

"Hey, are you about ready to get out of here?" She asked with a wink.

He was game almost instantly. "Sure, just give me one moment, and I'll announce our exit."

She sighed, "Are you sure we can't just sneek out?"

That one made him grin. "Just a few more minutes of suffering, my love. Then we will be home bound." He pulled her close, kissing her forehead before adding in a whisper, "Besides, ever since I saw you in that dress today, I've wanted nothing more than to get it off of you. I'll make it a quick exit."

She blushed as he turned back to tell his father.

Less than ten minutes later, Damon was leading her into a carriage, the last of the guest waving goodbye.

"This is much better," She sighed, as Damon closed the coach's door and the driver began their short journey.

"Much." He agreed, drawing her into his arms, allowing her to rest against him.

"You look beautiful." He told her for the thousandth time that day.

She smiled up at him.

"You are a flatterer Mr. Salvatore."

"Possibly," he nodded, "But I also tell the truth, Mrs. Salvatore, and you are stunning."

The name gave Elena a jolt. It was the first time anyone other than the priest had said it aloud. She quite liked the sound of it.

"I'm glad you approve," she giggled, leaning to kiss him.

He hummed slightly against her lips, withdrawing.

"I am very likely to get carried away, Elena, and I'm not sure this is quite the time or place for that."

She sighed, silently agreeing by sitting straight once more.

"We'll be there soon." He promised.

"Not soon enough," Elena grumbled, gaining another chuckle from her husband.

They did arrive soon though, and Damon, with the help of the carriage driver, carried in all of thier clothes and other personal belongings. Then he paid and thanked the man, before turning to Elena, whom he'd made wait by the steps, and thankfully, it wasn't very cold out with her thick dress and coat.

"All done." He smiled proudly, "The rest of our things will be brought from the manor periodically this week. And now," He took her in his arms, "Time to welcome you home, officially."

He picked her up, and true to form, traditionally carried her over the thresthold.

Once he sat her down, Elena got her first real look at the place. There were some minor differences, but overall the layout was exactly the same as she remembered it.

Damon allowed her to look around apreciatively before coming up behind her, slipping his arms around her waist. "Do you like it?" He wondered aloud.

"Of course," She giggled. "This place is perfect."

Relief filled his eyes as he let her go and took her hand. "Come, I'll show you around."

Elena didn't have to pretend to be surprisedly delighted, as she really did love the decor of the house. And after showing her the kitchen, library, dinning room, and even the door that led to the "basement", Damon took her upstairs.

" Those rooms there," he pointed out, "Are bedrooms. There are a few spares, but some are smaller than others. There's closet spaces, and a sunroom, and this," he stopped at a door.

"This is our room." As he opened it, Elena noticed that he'd chosen the room that he also claimed as his in the future. Which was nice, as it had the biggest layout, and that enormous glass shower. Though of course, the shower hadn't been invented yet, so those revovations had yet to be made, but still, as she studied the room, it was perfect.

"I love it, Damon, it's beautiful."

And it was. The drapes and the floor, though simple, were a comfortable dark shade that she could appreciate. And the enormous bed centering the room seemed to be demanding attention.

Damon smiled, watching his beautiful bride admire their room. He noticed the moment her eyes trailed to the bed. They lingered their for a moment, and when she turned her eyes back to him, they were filled with love and lust. He covered the space between them in two steps before capturing her mouth and wrapping his arms around her.

It took no time for her to retaliate, and soon they were glued together, falling back onto the bed.

Damon really wished he could just rip the dress off of her beautiful body, but he wasn't sure she'd appreciate that, so he patiently unbuttoned each of the fragile things, one by one, until the bodice of the dress was removed. Elena herself was removing the bottom skirt, before working his jacket off his shoulders. He allowed her to pull back enough to undress him, and they were now sitting up on the bed, her in his lap.

Once she had him shirtless, he rolled her, so he he could stand to remove his trousers. Once he was completely free of clothing, he turned back to his wife, and could only appreciate the view. She was layed out before him, wearing only lace underwear and a white corset. Her chest moved with each breath she took, and her eyes were all over him.

He moved his way to her quickly, and loved the way she pulled him closer. He reached to untie the blasted strings, only to find complications in the knotting.

Elena apparently found this an unnecessary frustration and sat up slightly.

"Cut the damn thing," she ordered. Damon laughed at her swearing before doing one step better. He layed her back down, and when she gave him a confused look, he smiled at her. Then he ran his hand down her cleavelege line, before grabbing the front of the corset and ripping it.

He was then able to enjoy as her body was openly revealed to him piece by piece.

He threw the tattered remains to the floor, then removed the little lace left covering her.

Barely giving him time to appreciate the view, Elena pulled his mouth back to hers.

It only took moments for them to consumate their marriage, as neither would have had much patience for foreplay. It was a little hurried at first, both desperate to become one with the other, but it eventually flowed out into a more tender love making. They reached their high over and over, each time as wonderful as the last and it was all they could have hoped for.

Again, my attempt to keep this roughly around a T rating. Hope no one was offended or anything if it was too explicit. Thanks, and please Review :)