hope you enjoy. I'm not too comfortable with the ending. but let me know what you think. thank you for tuning in for this little story. The idea can finally be put to rest.
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"You cant just say that now." he said still facing the window.
"I do. It took some time and a Bonnie induced dream world. But I figured it out." she said trying her best to ignore Stefan standing behind her with an almost crushed look on his face.
"A what? What the fuck does Bonnie have to do with this?" he demanded turning to face her for the first time. He saw the tears that were still continuously coursing down her face, and she seemed sincere. But that didn't necessarily mean anything, she had gotten him to stay several times in the past by crying, and he wouldn't let it hinder his decision now. He sun was coming up fast and for once he prayed for time to speed up. He needed this moment to be over faster. He couldn't deal with this anymore.
"Bonnie and Caroline told me that I'm an idiot. Bonnie had a vision that scared her pretty bad. I don't know why because she doesn't exactly like you. She foreseen you doing this. Killing yourself because you cant deal anymore. I was upset when she told me, but it didn't change how I thought I felt. Bonnie put me in a sort of trance where I was dreaming of what would happen if the situation was reversed. If I was in love with you and you were ignoring it. When I woke up I was confused. The feelings I felt in the dream were so real, and then I found your note and I snapped. I called Bonnie and Caroline. They told me to follow my heart and here I am. I cant let you die. I need you." Elena said the tears starting to fall again.
"You are Stefan's girl. "It will always be Stefan." That's not going to change. And if I get through this, then I will just be back where I was before." he said.
"No you wont. I'm not in love with Stefan. I'm in love with you." she said sobbing freely now. "I'm sorry Stefan." she said turning to the brother she had almost forgotten was standing there.
"It's okay. I'll just see you at the dance tonight." he said walking out of the room. She sighed and was happy that Stefan was giving them some privacy. She needed him to believe that she loved him more than anything. And apparently words weren't going to do it. She walked over to him and kissed him softly at first. His hands stayed clenched at his sides as he waited for the first beams of sun to shine down on him.
"I love you Damon." she whispered against his lips. She went back to kissing him and this time he responded. He responded hesitantly but at least he was trying. His lips caressed hers lighter than a feather.
"Please stay with me. Don't ever leave me." she begged holding out his ring for him. He nodded and let her slide the ring back onto his finger. When the ring was on his finger she felt relief for the first time since she had woken up from her dreamland.
"I wont." he vowed, for now at least. If after he was saved and she ran off to Stefan again, he wouldn't hesitate. He would take off the ring and walk into the sun. It was his only option.
"I love you, so much." she whispered from where her head was buried in his chest, clinging to him for dear life.
"You have no idea how long I've waited to hear those words." he said kissing the top of her head. She lifted her head and kissed his lips, harder this time as if she needed desperately to know he was there. Or just maybe needed him desperately. She let her tongue graze the seam of his lips and he parted them instantly for her. His hands wrapped around her waist pulling her closer to him.
"What about Stefan?" he asked, hating the he had to voice the question, but needing to hear the answer just the same.
"I don't want Stefan. I want you." she whispered. He nodded seemingly satisfied and went back to kissing her lips. She moaned into his mouth, but noticed that he was far too gentle for her liking. His hands were splayed softly across her back but they weren't moving. She wanted him to touch her. She wanted the innate passion he possessed. She wanted him to take her and make her his in a way she had never been before. She wanted Damon the way he was, not this reserved version of him.
"I want you Damon. Not this you. The real you." she whispered.
"Are you sure?" he asked.
"Yes, that is the you I fell for." she told him before kissing him again. She stepped back from his embrace and pulled her t shirt from her body revealing her lacy print bra. He moved forward and trailed kisses down her neck and towards her heaving breasts.
"You're beautiful." he said as he kissed he half moons of her breasts that weren't covered by her bra. She tossed her head back and moaned contentedly from the back of her throat. He smirked up at her, the Damon Salvatore that she loved was slowly reemerging. She reached for the hem of his shirt and pulled it upwards. He lifted his arms long enough to pull the fabric away from his taut upper body. He went back to kissing her lips and his arms wrapped around her pulling her upper body flush against his. She reached behind her and undid her bra so when he pulled away it fell down her arms. He grabbed the lacy contraption and tossed it away from her before returning to her lips. His hands went to her hips but hesitated. This was a line they hadn't crossed yet and he was almost scared of going there. Never before had Damon Salvatore been afraid of what would happen if he crossed this line. He was always looking ahead and seeing the sex very near on the horizon. That wasn't what he wanted this time, he wanted to worship every inch of her body, the way she deserved to be worshipped. He wanted to love her, and treat her like a princess while he made love to her. He wanted this to be what she would always remember. He kissed her softly once more as he took an unneeded deep breath and undid the button and zipper on her low rise jeans. She took a deep breath and allowed him to pull the fabric down her body. When the jeans were gone she stood before him in just her small pair of panties and she blushed furiously. She felt so exposed, but this was Damon. She tried to push the insecurity aside, because she knew even if he had seem sexier women, he would never tell her that. He held her on a pedestal, not like Stefan did but much differently. It was the kind of pedestal she didn't mind being placed on one. He thought she was the most beautiful woman on the planet and he wasn't afraid to show her.
"You're so beautiful." he assured her as he kissed his way down her body again. When he got to the soaked lace of her panties he pushed them down and she stepped out of them. He kissed her down there intimately before making his journey back up.
"Oh God. Please. Please taste me. Lick me." she begged loving the feeling of his lips on her sensitive flesh.
"Are you sure?" he asked.
"Yes. Oh please." she begged. He kissed her lips before making his journey back down to where she wanted him. He kissed her expertly in the area surrounding her clit before gently sucking it into her mouth. She moaned loudly and how found her eyes drifting shut.
"Oh God." she moaned as he continued to work her down there. He didn't want to let her cum, he wanted to make her cum with his cock inside her, not his mouth on her. Although he was sure she would taste incredible in the throes of orgasm. He could tell by the way she was writhing underneath him that she was getting close so he pulled away from her body and slid his way back up kissing every bit of exposed skin.
"Damon. Why did you stop?" she panted.
"Because I don't want you to cum for our first time together around my cock." he said.
"Can I taste you?" she asked almost shyly. He almost choked on his words when she asked him that but nodded furiously, knowing he would probably not be able to speak. She smiled tentatively and he rolled over onto his back against the pillows so he could see what she was going to do. He wanted to see her take him in her mouth. That had been one of his fantasies for so long by now. She moved herself so she was sitting on her knees before she went for it and wrapped her hand around his base and kissed his tip. He bit back his moan, not wanting to seem like a teenage boy getting his first blow job, because that was glaringly far away from the truth. She took the fact that he was biting his lip as motivation to continue and she engulfed his entire tip between her lips sucking gently. He moaned low in his throat and his toes curled. She kept working him over with her tongue and lips.
"Stop. Stop stop stop." he said. She pulled away from him curiously. "Same rule applies. I want to cum our first time together inside you." he said. She smiled and kissed his lips tenderly. He slowly flipped them over and he positioned himself between her spread legs.
"Are you ready?" he asked.
"Uh huh." she nodded. She clutched his shoulders as he eased his way into her, her walls stretching deliciously around him.
"You're so tight." he said when he found himself fully seated inside her. He kissed her tenderly as he started moving slowly inside her. Pulling her up with him she found herself seated in his lap as he thrust into her and she rode him. It was one of the most intimate positions he knew with them completely wrapped around each other.
"I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you." she said as he rocked her slowly to completion. Their movements grew more frantic the closer they got to Nirvana.
"I'm so close." she muttered into his shoulder.
"Me too. Cum with me." he said kissing her lips, eyelids cheek and neck softly. He came when she did and she collapsed against his chest holding onto him for dear life as she rode out the tremors caused by her orgasm. He laid them down side by side on the bed.
"So what next?" he asked vulnerably beside her with his arms wrapped around her.
"Well I think we should rest, then we should get dressed up and go to the decade dance at school." she suggested.
"Together?" he asked hopefully.
"Well yeah. I mean we are together, aren't we?" she asked vulnerable.
"I had hoped so." he told her
"Good. Then tonight, we are going to the decade dance. And go public with our newfound exclusivity. And dance all night." she decided.
"I'm having a hard time finding anything wrong with that." he admitted.
"Good. But I'm tired, you gave me quite a work out. I'm going to take a nap. And then we will find something to wear tonight. It's 80's garb." she explained. He smiled and settled in beside her closing his eyes.
When they got out of bed and into the shower a couple hours later, he kept it mostly innocent.
"By any chance do you have a hair dryer?" she asked Damon as he shaved the stubble from his face.
"Yeah. Middle drawer." he said. She reached in and found the device before plugging it in and drying her hair. She still had the towel wrapped around her chest while she did her hair and makeup in an 80's style.
"Are you dressing up with me?" she asked him with a twinkle in her eyes.
"Do I have a choice?" he asked.
"Not particularly. I want my date to look hot all dressed up in 80's style." she said.
"Fine. I guess I'll risk my usual impeccable style to look like a complete idiot for one night." he sighed.
"Come on Damon. You had to have worn 80's clothes back in the 80's." she said turning to stare at him.
"Well yeah, but I vowed after that decade was over that I would never be caught dead in fluorescent colours ever again." he told her.
"Its just one night." she assured him.
"Good." he said walking into his bedroom and pulling on a pair of black sweat pants. She wrapped herself in his robe and followed him out of the room and up to the attic where are the old stuff was located. They started digging through the boxes that were labelled 80's until Elena found a pair of hot pink leg warmers.
"Check these out." she said holding them up. He laughed and continued digging through his box carefully avoiding each box of acid wash jeans. Elena ended up with a short mini skirt, and a bright pink cropped off the shoulder top that would expose her midriff along with the pink legwarmers and jellies.
"I found my outfit." she said holding her pile to her chest protectively.
"Good for you. I should have destroyed this shit when I had the chance." he said rifling through the boxes. In the end he came out with a leather jacket with chains, an old t shirt, some leather pants that he knew were going to fit really tight, and a pair of high top sneakers that he found, that he vowed to never wear again.
"Let's go get changed." he said bitterly.
"I'm so excited." she said happily. He had a hard time staying mad when she was so happy, but he couldn't honestly say he was excited to dress up in his nightmare fashion era. Nothing was worse than the 80's fashion wise.
When they got back to the bedroom Elena locked herself in the bathroom so she could finish off her makeup and hair as she got dressed. Damon quickly dressed in the outfit he found which was glaringly better than anything else he could have picked. He accessorized with some Ray-Ban sunglasses. The tight leather pants really accented certain body parts and he knew he was going to have other women and Elena staring at his ass all night. When he was done he sat down on the bed to await Elena, he was relieved that the pants were loose enough so he could still sit. Elena crimped her hair using a crimping iron that she found in one of the boxes. When her hair was crimped beyond repair she pulled out a light pink lipstick and blue eyeshadow and applied it heavily to her face. She hated the way she looked with makeup like that but was going to enjoy looking like a different person for the night. After she was done she put in the huge dangle hoop earrings she found and slipped into the outfit. She felt and looked ridiculous.
"Are you almost done? I want to get this night over with." he called into the bathroom.
"Yeah. Check me out." she said walking out of the bathroom in her uncomfortable gel shoes, leg warmers, mini skirt and cropped one shoulder top with layers and layers of beaded necklaces in fluorescent colours.
"Wow. You look very... 80's." he said.
"Thank you. So do you." she said taking in his outfit. "I don't think I've ever seen you in runners before." she said of the high tops he was sporting.
"And you never will again." he told her as he helped her with her jacket and they left the room together.
When they got to the dance, they walked into the school with his hand on the small of her back. She had a small smile on her face, he took her jacket from her and carried it to show off her brilliant 80's costume.
"There's Bonnie and Caroline. I should check in with them." she whispered. He stayed by her side and took her hand possessively. He wanted everyone to know that she was his.
"You're still alive. And you're with Elena, I assume you two talked?" Bonnie said.
"Clearly." he said smiling at the witch.
"Well that's good. You're outfit is amazing." Caroline said ogling her best friends 80's inspired garb.
"Thanks. But I want to dance. Come along boyfriend." she said taking Damon's hand and pulling him to the dance floor.
"So demanding." he muttered as he allowed her to pull him onto the dance floor. She put her arms around his neck and he placed his hand on her hips as they started moving along with the music.
"I love you so much." he said as he kissed her as they moved together.
"I love you." she responded as they continued dancing and kissing. After dancing for a couple hours they went off in search of Bonnie and Caroline.
"Hey we're going to head out." she said hugging her two friends.
"Alright. Have a good night." Caroline said trailing off suggestively.
"Oh we will." she said laughing at her friend. They turned and faced Stefan.
"Hi." he said awkwardly.
"Hi." she said not sure of what to say to him.
"So I see its all good." he said gesturing between the two of them standing so close together.
"Yeah. I'm happy. I'm happy I discovered what I feel for him. It took longer than it should, but it happened at least." she said.
"I'm happy for you." he sighed not sounding entirely convinced.
"Thanks." Elena said feeling awkward standing before Stefan with Damon – her new boyfriend-.
"I am happy you found each other. You just might not see me around too much for the next little while. I'm going to need some time." he said.
"Okay. I can understand that." she said nodding, although she wished they could just start being friends.
"Thanks brother." Damon said honestly.
"What for?" he asked.
"For giving her up. I need her more than anything. You could have fought for her, but your walking away. I love her." he said.
"You're welcome." Stefan said awkwardly. "Take care of her." he said.
"I will." Damon promised. Stefan nodded and turned to walk away.
"So what now?" Elena asked turning to face him.
"Now I take you home and make love to you again and again." he told her the infamous smirk appearing on his face.
"I think that is a brilliant plan." Elena agreed as they walked out of the school towards his baby blue Camaro.
"Hey, stop for a minute." he said when they got outside.
"What?" she asked.
"I guess I just want to thank you." he said taking her hand.
"What for?" she asked lacing her fingers through his.
"For saving me. Without you I would be a pile of ash on the floor of my bedroom right now." he said.
"I owed you. You saved me long before." she said pulling his face towards hers so she could kiss him tenderly, enough to show him just as much she loved and needed him.