[a/n - i don't own Vampire Diaries. If I did, why would I waste my precious time WRITING about it? Instead, I'd be with Ian Somerhalder and chatting it up with Nina Dobrev or however you spell her last name. AAANNYYYWWAAAYY, sorry for the late chapter post. My computer totally won't turn on and I'm using my mom's old laptop which is on the fritz. Enjoy]
Chapter 13-
Damon couldn't wait anymore. He leaned in for another kiss, this time, making it more passionate and with lust. Lust and love, that is. He couldn't describe it. But after talking for hours with Aria, he knew. He loved her. Maybe it made him crazy, or insane. Or even creepy. But he didn't care. Not if she loved him back. Not if she wanted him just as badly as he wanted her. Not if she felt the same way.
But, apparently, she did. She deepened the kiss. He, with his vampire ability to be extremely fast, flipped their position so he was on top. He had to be careful, and he knew that. So he stopped kissing, long enough to tell Aria one thing.
"Aria... It's important I don't hurt you. You tell me if I do, ok?" he demanded. She nodded, and made an attempt to reach for his head, but he pinned her arms down.
"Promise me, Aria. I can't get too ahead of myself, ok?"
"Ok, Damon," she promised. He nodded and let her go. Her arms flew to grab his head and pull it down to kissed her on the lips, then made his way down her neck to her collar bone. He flipped her over, and removed her dress. He threw it over to a chair in the corner. His hands made their way up her back and into her hair. His fingers became intangled in the once perfect curls. She kissed him with passion, and doing it perfectly. She had on match blake lace undergarments, but he didn't pay much attention. He took her tights off, and threw them next to her dress. He rolled her over again, and she began to unbotton his shirt. She threw it, or tried to, next to her clothes. It didn't work out so well for her. As their breathing labored, the kisses became more intense. Soon, they were completley naked in each other's presence.
Damon pulled away from the kiss to look at Aria. She just blushed. He smiled at her, a reassuring sign that he loved her. She smiled back at him, and he leaned in for another kiss. Finally, with a long, deep breath, he entered her. She gasped, and he looked at her, full of worry. She nodded, and he began to thrust into her. As she cried out his names, numerous times, he felt something inside of him. But what was it? Love. It was love.
[a/n- yeah, ok. so it sucked. sorry. lazy. but it'll get better later on]