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"You're beautiful in this light," Damon cooed into my ear as he walked the length of the field as the sun set softly behind the trees. He intertwined our fingers and brushed his soft lips against my cheek. A warmth surged through my veins as his lips touched my flesh.
"Thank you," I mutter softly as I tuck a strand of hair behind my ear with my free hand. Our enterlocked fingers and the way his eyes seem to dance with billions of stars makes my already jumpy heart beat faster than ever. He continues to face the sunset as we finally come to a stop atop a small, grassy hill. Releasing my hands, he takes a seat in the grass and looks up at me expectantly, patting the spot beside him. A smile creeps onto my face as I take a seat next to him and rest my head in the crook of his neck. Us, like this, feels so natural; like we've been together our whole lives. I'd sell my soul to stop time and stay in this moment forever. Damon begins to rub circles on my back with his hand as the sun finally dips below the trees, barely leaving us any light. I raised my head and peered around, becoming increasingly terrified of the dark. Living in Mystic Falls would do that to a person. Damon pressed his hand gently onto the small of my back and whispered in my ear, "ease up, kitten." He kissed the side of my neck and my eyes closed as I was washed in his affections. "You're safe with me; I promise."
I looked into his clear, blue eyes and smiled. "I know and I trust that you will, it's just... it doesn't take away the fear of it, ya know?" I really didn't know how to explain my fear of the dark to him. I knew that he really couldn't empathize; he wasn't scared of anything.
"I understand," he smiled as he brushed the backs of his fingers down my cheek. "I get scared, too." He averted his eyes from mine as he tried to hide his weakness. "I'm always afraid of losing you, Elena," he mumbled as he took my hands in between his. Apparently, I was wrong about him; Damon was always surprising me.
I tugged my hands free and cupped his face in them, urging him to look at me. "I'm not going anywhere." I pressed my lips to his gently and wrapped my arms around his neck. He didn't hesitate and immediately deepened the kiss. Gently, he pushed me back onto the ground and braced himself above me. Oh Lord, I really didn't want to do this outside. As I moved my mouth away from his, he began to lay kisses down my neck. I pushed at his chest and tried to control my voice as I said, "Damon, wait."
"But, I don't wanna wait," he whined against my skin. I pushed against his chest again and he finally raised up to look at me.
"I'm not saying 'no', I'm saying 'not here'," I said as I looked around us. His mouth formed an O shape as he finally understood. He stood up, pulling me with him, and scooped me into his arms. "Hold on, kitten," he smirked as we began moving at vampire speed towards the house. In the blink of an eye, we were in my room and Damon was setting me on my feet, pressing me against the door. His body was hard against mine as he ground his hips into mine, eliciting a moan from deep within my throat. His lips captured mine and I openly them freely, allowing him better access. As we explored each other's mouths, Damon lifted me and, instinctively I wrapped my legs around his waist, pulling him closer to me. Warmth spread through my body as he continued to press harder against me. Finally needing air, I moved my head to the side allowing him access to my throat. My breathing was becoming eratic and my heart was escalating. Damon groaned against my neck as he released me from his grasp, letting me back onto my feet. "What's wrong?" I asked as he walked away from me, shaking his head. I walked slowly to him and set a hand on his shoulder, trying to pull him around to me. "Damon, tell me." His head drooped and he sighed heavily as he turned slowly. "Damon," I said softly as I tipped his chin up. "Tell me." When his head raised, I was completely unprepared for what faced me. His eyes were red and veins had appeared under them, his lip was pulled back making his fangs visible. Out of pure fear, my hands dropped from him and I took a large step back. My eyes widened in shock and my mouth gaped open as a gasp left me.
"No, no, no, Elena," he sputtered quickly as his face changed to normal again. "Please don't be afraid of me." He walked forward and gripped my shoulders. "I would never hurt you."
"I... I'm sorry," I mumbled as I ran my fingers through my hair. "It's okay, I know you wouldn't; I just wasn't prepared for it, is all." Trying to make that little thing that had just happened disappear, I smiled at his and rubbed my hand down his chest and looked up at him from under my lashes. "Now, where were we?" I raised onto my toes to kiss him again, but he retracted suddenly from me. My shoulders slumped and my hand fell to my side. "I said it was okay, Damon," I muttered. It really wasn't nice to make me this sexually frustrated.
As he backed away, I could see the inner turmoil written all over his face. "Tell me what's wrong," I said softly as he sat on the edge of the bed. He pinched the bridge of his nose and sighed loudly, "I don't want you to be afraid of me, Elena." An overwhelming need to make him feel better erupted inside of me as I walked to him. I knelt down in front of him and rubbed the outside of his thighs soothingly. "I told you, Damon," I said, "it's okay. I'm not afraid." He lay his head in his hands as a humorless laugh escaped his throat. "Don't lie, Elena."
I felt as though I'd been punched in the stomach; he didn't believe me. "I'm not," I said, my voice barely above a whisper. Another laugh poured from Damon's lips as he spoke, "I'm a vampire, Elena, I can tell when someone is afraid; It's in my nature to know."
"Damon," I said as I tried to take his face in my hands, but he pushed them away.
"I ruined today," I grumbled under my breath.
Damon stepped around me and pulled his t-shirt over his head and pulled off his pants. "I'm tired," he said as he slid into my bed. I was truly dumbfounded at the quick turn of events that had just taken place; first, we're about to end the night perfectly and then, I had to ruin it with being a bloody human. This was going to be harder than I'd originally thought. I stood and unzipped my jeans, pushing the down my legs and climbed into the bed. I thought about laying against Damon, but he'd already turned away from me. I stared at the ceiling for God knows how long until finally my eyelids drooped and sleep overcame my thoughts.
"Don't worry," he cooed into my ear from behind me. "I would never hurt you." He pushed my hair to the side and kissed the back of my neck as he tightened his grip around my arms and waist. I barely felt the nick of his fangs against my skin; he hadn't completely punctured the skin, yet. He kissed the spot again and gripped me bruisingly tight before embedding his sharp fangs in my neck. Terror surged through me as a bloodcurdling scream ripped from my lungs. I couldn't breathe. I couldn't... couldn't... breathe. I was becoming weaker and weaker, but he wasn't stopping. He drank my blood deeply, never loosening his grip. My heart beat became slower and more forced as my eyes fluttered closed. I couldn't breathe... he wouldn't stop.
My eyes sprang open and I lurched forward into a sitting position, trying to catch my fleeting breaths. My heart was galloping in my chest as beads of sweat slid down my forehead. I covered my heart with my hand and tried to calm down. I really didn't want to wake Damon; especially after what we'd gone through last night. I heard a rustling noise and turned to see Damon rolling onto his side; thankfully still asleep. I took a final deep breathe before settling back down into the sheets and turned onto my side, facing Damon. I didn't want to be afraid of vampire Damon, but... I shake the thought from my head and concentrate on the man beside me. He wasn't scary at all. I cared so much for Damon and I wanted to be with him. I had no world without him. I wouldn't go so far as to say that he was the infamous 'one', but I didn't plan on their being any others 'ones'. Shaking all previous thoughts from my aching head, I reached up and swept a few stray hairs from his forehead and rested my hand on his cheek. He was the picture of peace while he slept. I leaned over and gently brushed my lips across his before settling into the sheets - closer to him this time, though - and drifted back to sleep.
Sun leaked slowly through the lace curtains adorning the window beside my bed and fell softly against my eyelids. I so didn't want to wake up right now. I pulled at the comfortor, bringing it over my head and clamped my eyes together. After last night, I didn't want to wake up any time soon. Damon was angry with me - I knew that - and I didn't know how to fix it. His inner demon would always frighten me, it was in my nature to be scared. He seemed so qeniunly hurt that I had backed away from him like I had done. I didn't know what to do so I tried desperately to fall back into unconsciousness.
After nearly five minutes of trying, my brain literally forced my eyes open. I slid the cover from my head and crossed my arms over my chest. This was likely to not be a good day, I thought as I found an empty space next me. Obviously, Damon would leave before I had woken up. That was also in his nature. I grunted at the thought and threw the comfortor from my body. At least I have clothes on this time, I thought. I spun my legs around and sat on the edge of the bed. I propped my elbows on the tops of my knees and sank my head into my hands. I so did not want to have a repeat of what had happened last night, but what was I to do? Did I avoid him? No, I thought dismissively, that would only make the situation worse. I rubbed my hands down my face and sighed. If I wasn't going to avoid him, then I at least needed to find out where he'd gone. I lifted myself slowly from my bed and walked to my closet, taking out a pair of jeans and a purple T-shirt. I changed quickly and pulled my hair into a loose ponytail before walking down the stairs into the living room. Nearing the end of the stairs, I tried to make my steps as quiet as possible. I crept slowly but was betrayed by a creaky step.
Dammit!
"I know you're there," I heard him say and judging by his voice, he seemed... cheerful? "I could hear you coming from a mile away." He stepped into view as he tapped his ear and mouthed 'vampire'. Yeah, like I could forget. I straightened myself and warily walked towards him. "So... something smells delicious," I stated at I sniffed the aromatic air around me. A smile crept onto his face as he nodded towards the kitchen.
As I walked through the threshold, I was met with the intoxicating smell of pancakes, french toast, and coffee; thank God for coffee! I pressed his hand into the small of my back and guided me to an already waiting chair. As I sat in it, he gingerly pushed it in for me and walked back to the counter to get two plates of food and one cup of coffee. I eyed him suspiciously as he sat my plate and coffee in front of me and didn't take my eyes off of him as he sat down across from me. He seemed impervious to my stare as he began to cut his french toast into squares. "You better eat or it'll get cold," he muttered before popping a piece into his mouth. I squinted my eyes at him, trying to figure out who this person was; cause it sure wasn't my Damon. I grabbed the mug of coffee and lifted it slowly to my lips, taking a long, satisfying drink. Just what I needed, I breath as I set the cup back onto the table. I push my food around on my plate as I continue to study Damon.
"Take a picture, it'll last longer," he says as he raises his eyes to mine.
"Sorry... it's just," I squirm. "Who are you and what have you done with Damon?" I arch an eyebrow at him inquisitively. A light laugh rumbles from his throat as he takes another bite of his food. He sets down his fork and pushes the plate away from him.
"I'm holding him captive," he says as he presses his fingertips together in front of him and leans back into his seat. "If you don't do as I command then I'm not sure what I'll do to him." Playfulness sparks in his eyes as he speaks and his ever present smirk lights his face.
I play along. "Oh, I suppose I must do as you ask." He stands and glides around the table to stand behind me. He pushes my hair out of the way and I can feel his breath on my ear.
"Yes, you must," he whispers against my neck before kissing it softly. My nightmare comes flooding back to me and I push myself from my chair and around him. Oh, crap! I'm doing it again. I straighten myself and play cool. "But, kind sir, can I not see him?"
"You can see him whenever you like," he drawls seductively. As quick as the words leave his mouth, I am standing a mere inches from him. He backs me slowly into the wall and presses his body against mine, making me shiver. He's not going to hurt you, Elena, I reassure myself. My body quivers as he runs his hands down my sides, resting them on my hips and pulls me closer to him. A animalistic groan floods my ears as he runs his open mouth up my neck and onto my cheek. The same warmth that always comes with Damon's touches and kisses, spread wildly throughout my body. Not being able to wait any longer, I turn my head making his lips fall onto mine. This is a different kiss than what I'd ever had before, filled with passion and unadulterated need; it was becoming to much to hold back. His tongue traced my bottom lip and I invited him in easily, deeping the kiss.
I turned my head as my breathes came out eratically. Damon being to leave kisses on my neck and collarbone, causing my skin to ignite into flames that threatened set me on fire. Somewhere in the back of my mind, I knew that this was Damon's way of forgetting about last night and I felt more than happy to oblige him. I didn't want to remember it, either. I gripped the hardened muscles of his back as he lifted me up, wrapping my legs around him. As he began to slowly walk us back up the stairs, my insides were jumping for joy. "Elena," he breathed against my ear, "I want you so much."
I smirked. "Then what are you waiting for?" In lightnening speed, I was in my room, on my bed, and Damon was already unbuttoning his shirt. I reached up and stilled his hands on the buttons. He moved his hands away and I began to unbutton the pesky shirt; I wanted so badly to touch his marvelous skin. Getting the last button undone, I slid the shirt from his shoulders letting it fall to the ground. I pressed my palms against his chest, memorizing every inch of him. I slid my hands up and around his neck, pulling him down to me into an electrifying kiss that caused my skin to prickle in anticipation.
He pulled away to yank my shirt from my body and pushing me down onto the bed. I waited for him to crawl up to me, but he just stood at the end of the bed; watching me. After a moment, he began to slide his hands up my thighs and onto the waistband. He unbuttoned and unzipped them with ease and slid them down my legs, letting them fall onto the floor. "My turn," I announced as I slid down the bed and undid his pants. My breath caught in my throat when I realized that he didn't have on underwear and what a sight he was to behold. When the pants fell to the floor and I lifted my expectant eyes to his, Damon wrapped his arm around my waist and lifted me further up onto the bed, hovering over me. With his hand still wrapped around me, he unclasped my bra and threw in behind him. He dipped his head and kissed each breast eagerly. I arched my back as my eyes closed, moaning loudly. He had no idea what he did to me, did he? He kissed down my chest and stomach before laying kisses on my hip bones. His fingers laced under the edges of my underwear and slowly peeled them down my legs. He sat back on his heels, simply looking down on me. I felt self concsious under his eyes and perfect body. I didn't feel adeqaute enough to be like this with him.
"Do you realize how beautiful you are?" Tears welled in my eyes at his words and my mouth opened to say something, but nothing came out. I was literally speechless. "You are," he continued, "the most beautiful creature that I've ever met." I was growing more and more frustrated at the amount of time he was wasting when he could be doing better things, like me. I rolled my eyes. "Just shut up," I said as I grabbed his arms, pulling him onto me. "No more talking." He seemed to like that idea and kissed my mouth again as he positioned himself between my legs. At almost vampire speed, he surged forward into me. My eyes rolled into my head and my mouth fell open against his. I moaned into his mouth as he began to move in and out of me. It was unreal how complete I felt with him completely embedded inside of me. I never wanted it to end. Pure bliss washed over me and I felt so alive. He buried his face into my hair as my release came sooner than I wanted. I held onto him as his movements became quick and jerky, signaling his own release.
Sweat glistened our bodies as Damon lay next to me and I tried to catch my breath. So this is what if felt like to be completely completed my a single person? This was absolutely fantastic, I thought as I looked at Damon. His body was shining in the light from the window and his soft hair was sticking to his forehead. He turned his eyes to me, sending a second wave of heat and lust through me. My body was tired, but I was more than ready for round two. I definitely wouldn't be forgetting this one, I thought. I rolled on top of him and kissed his face, happily. He chuckled at my antics, "What are you doing?"
I pulled away, my lips twisted into a Damon-esque smirk and said, "Round two."
Lust filled his eyes as he rolled us over and hovered over me. "Round two," he repeated as he crinkled his nose against mine and smiled.
Big chapter for me; never written smut before so... not sure about it *shrug* Also, why do ya think Elena's becoming increasingly scared of vampire Damon? And will it be something that ultimately comes between them? Who knows...
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