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Damon

I've never felt happier in my whole life. I just felt complete somehow, like the final pieces in the puzzle of Damon Salvatore fell into place. Elena curled into me a little more and the feeling of her bare skin sent warmth through my body.

God, she is so fucking perfect. Her body has no flaws, only perfections. Her skin, the set of her hips, those long long legs, her breasts, her arms, her hands, the curve of her back, her shoulders, her face, her smile, her lips, God, those lips!

She moved closer to me, and her smell enveloped me. I placed a kiss on her shoulder and she smiled, somewhere between sleep and waking.

I rested a hand on the curve of her waist, and traced the valley between her hip and her ribs over and over again, her skin like silk between my fingers.

She opened her eyes and her breathing stopped for a second, like she had forgotten where she was. But realization set in, and she flipped herself in my arms so that she was facing me.

Elena placed one palm on my cheek and smiled at me. "I love you so much."

Okay, I have to admit, my heart melted a little bit. She kissed me, and I was expecting her to pull away after a slight brush of our lips. But this girl keeps surprising me. Her mouth hit mine with a surprising force, and she wrapped both arms around my neck. The touch of her tongue on my bottom lip send sparks to my favorite appendage. I melded myself to her, and rolled her over, nestling myself between her legs. Her body accommodated mine, and she ground her hips into me, making me even harder.

Her hands travelled to my back, and dug into my skin, bringing both faint pink lines, and a groan from my lips. "God…Elena…"

I didn't know how long I could wait to be buried in her sweet heat.

She pulled me in for a bruising and electrifying kiss, and whispered, "Take me."

God, she's beautiful. I responded with a primitive growl and moved my hands to her inner thighs. I parted them even more and thrust into her, pushing as far as I could.

She felt so fucking good! Elena whimpered under me, and I snapped out of my pleasure-induced haze. I pushed some hair out of her face. "Are you okay? Does it hurt? Do you want to…?"

"Damon," she interrupted. She placed her hand on top of mine and smiled. "I'm fine. I'm way better than fine."

"Are you sure?"

She nodded vigorously, and wiggled her hips, every movement making me ache. "I love you Damon."

I smiled, I could get used to this. "I love you too Lena.

I dropped a kiss on her nose, and she giggled, before wrapping a hand around my neck and molding our mouths together.

I started to move, all the way in and all the way out, relishing how perfect she was. She was moaning with every hit, and I reached down, rubbing her clit with my fingers. Whimpering, her eyes rolled back into her head, and she started to convulse around me. I threw my head back and came right after her.

After I got my breath back, I flashed a smile, and she grinned right back up at me. My heart was beating freakishly fast, and I grabbed her hand, pushing it flat against the skin on my chest. Bum-bum bum-bum bum-bum. Her little palm was warm, and her smell was all around me.

I pulled out of her and fell to my side, my hands pushing the hair off of her face and tracing her cheeks. "You're beautiful in the morning."

She smiled at me and ruffled my hair. "You don't look too bad yourself, sexy."

I waggled my eyebrows in her direction. "I mean, you can just call me Damon…"

She laughed and flipped over, pushing her back into my chest. My arm instinctively went around her waist, and I trailed the soft skin of her stomach with my fingers. She giggled, and the vibrations raced from her body to mine, making me smile. At the risk of sounding like a complete idiot, I can safely say that I've never felt happier.

"You're tickling me!"

"Sorry love."

I placed a kiss behind her ear and ceased the movement of my fingers. Last night was amazing. Today was amazing. The sex was amazing.

I've had plenty of sex. Plenty of it. Probably a lot more than I should have. But Elena was by far the best. She just fit me, and I fit in her. Like we were made for each other, or something.

I feel like the Grinch, my heart was three times too small before, and now Elena pumped it back up. And waking up to her this morning was unreal. Usually, my mind races the second I open my eyes, charts and to-do lists filling my head. But today, Elena's naked skin was pressed into mine. Her warmth made me feel loved, and I felt like a real man, protecting my girl in my arms. I can't believe that I ever slept with anyone else. I didn't really need to. If I had known that life would turn out like this, I would've kissed Elena when we were in high school.

Her breathing slowed down and I ran my fingers through her silky hair. But my mind immediately drifted to the place I never wanted to leave.

Best. Sex. Of. My. Entire. Life.

Just the thought of her under me has me getting hard. Skin on skin, nothing between us, sharing everything, and…

Nothing between us!

We didn't use a condom!

Fuck!

I scrambled out of the bed, and Elena woke with a start. "What? What happened?"

I found my suit pants on the floor and pulled them over my hips, trying not to concentrate too much on the fact that I could see a whole lot of naked Elena from this perspective. "Get up! We have to go!"

She gave me a confused look, but she jumped out of the bed anyway, her body on full display. I held in a groan. All I wanted to do was grab her, throw her back on the bed and ravish her. But her safety came first.

"Why are you putting your shirt on over your jacket?"

I looked down to notice that in my haste, I'd put my suit coat on first and had been attempting to pull the sleeves of my white oxford over it.

Damn it! I rearranged my clothing. "Elena, put your dress back on, we have to go!"

"Damon! What the hell is going on?"

I felt kind of embarrassed but I realized that I would have to tell her sooner or later. "We didn't use a condom."

Her face contorted for a second. "We have to go get you a morning after pill or something. An like right now!"

She wasn't moving, so I ran over to her, and grabbed her dress off of the floor, trying to find the neck hole and the zipper.

But then I heard it. She was laughing!

Oh Jesus. It's finally happened; a girl has gone mad from my extensive love-making.

I turned back to her, and she tried to smother her giggles. She walked up to me, and cupped my face with her hands.

"Damon, it's okay!"

"But you could be pregnant and…"

"Damon, I'm on the pill."

Wait. "What?"

"I've been on it since I was sixteen. You know that night, when you know, I was gonna do it with Matt?"

I nodded. She had almost been with that loser. I wanted to travel back in time, punch his lights out, and then make love to her right there on the motel bed.

"I decided that it was better to be safe than sorry. I've been taking it ever since, just in case."

"Really?"

"Really."

I breathed a sigh of relief. "Good. We don't want any little Damons running around."

Elena's smile faded a little bit, and she dropped her eyes to the floor. "I do."

Oh God. This girl is something else. As nervous as I was about having kids, I could picture it with Elena. I just didn't want some miniatures of myself, running around and being assholes. I don't really have any genes worth passing on. And actually, when I thought about it, Elena carrying my baby inside her was kind of hot. When I thought about what we would have to do to create said baby, I could feel myself harden again.

Elena was still very, very naked, and at the sight of her in front of me, I was ready to take her again. I brought her form to me, and kissed her slow, taking my time, and leaving her with weak knees. "You want to have my baby?"

Her eyes lit up like fireworks. "Yes!"

I smiled at her enthusiasm. "But not right now, okay?"

"Someday."

I leaned in to kiss her again, and she met me halfway, letting our tongues engage. She pushed my jacket off of my shoulders, and began to work on the buttons of my shirt while I kissed across her collarbone. When she finished with my shirt, she traced the outline of my stomach muscles with her fingertips, the slight touches sending shivers through my spine. No other girl had affected me like Elena did. She could turn me on with a look or a brush of our hands. Hell, she could turn me on by being in the same room as me.

She grabbed my face and pulled me to her mouth, kissing me hard, and letting her tongue attack mine. I moaned in her mouth, and she fucking caught my bottom lip between her teeth, hotwiring the need in my pants.

God, I wanted her. This was a first for me too, usually I kicked the girls out after I used them. I never slept with them, and on the rare occasion that I was too drunk to get rid of them, I held nothing but disgust for them in the morning.

And here I was. I'd had the best sex of my life with Elena last night, slept with her in my arms, and was just as in love with her in the morning. This was something special.

She sucked on my lower lip, and gently bit it. I groaned, and buried my hands in her hair. I desperately wanted to ravage her breasts and her heat, and then take her over and over again, but she was in charge this time.

Her mouth left mine, and she placed open mouthed kisses across my jawline and down my neck while her hands explored my chest. She reached my clavicle, and her hot little tongue darted out, licking the hollow. She kept moving down my body, lavishing my chest with kisses. Her hands studied my skin, and she tweaked my nipple, making me growl. She reached the waistband of my pants, and found the button undone and the zipper down, a byproduct of my hasty dressing. I could almost feel her thinking, and after waiting for a moment, she pushed my pants down to my ankles letting my length spring free. Her mouth was so close to me, I could feel her breath hitting my throbbing member. I could picture her taking me in her mouth, and almost swallowing me whole. The mental image of her doing just that, mixed with the heat she was radiating almost sent me over the edge.

I looked down to see Elena on her knees, debating what to do next. She was in front of me; about to do what countless other women had done before, kneeling beneath me and pleasuring me.

She was so different than them.

"Elena…" I pulled her up, and grabbed her chin with my hands, making her look at me.

She looked apologetic. "Damon, I'm so sorry. I just don't really know what to do…"

"Elena, love, that's not it. I stopped you because you don't belong there, down on your knees, like a prostitute. You are my equal, not my submissive."

I realized that sounded really mushy, whenever I tried to express my feelings, I usually ended up sounding like a girl.

Trying to redeem myself, I added, "While I'm good with anything involving your mouth and my penis…" Elena looked down, embarrassed, and I laughed at her innocence. She was so beautiful. "We'll do it in another position okay? You aren't beneath me, if anything, you are above me."

She bit her lip and nodded at me. "I'm also very good with kinky. We can do kinky."

She laughed and gave me a kiss. "Okay, but first, I want to try something."

Elena placed her warm little palm in mine, and led me to the side of the bed. She pressed her weight into me, and let me fall on the bed. Her hands traveled my stomach and my hips as she nudged herself between my legs. She looked down at my erection, and moved down to place a kiss on the tip. Sweet Jesus.

I moaned a little bit, and that spurred her on. She pushed her mouth farther down my shaft, and licked the underside with her tongue. There was no way that she had never done this before!

Her fingers, lips and tongue worked over me, her eyes locked on mine. She was easily the hottest thing I'd ever seen. Ever.

I moved my hands to grasp her hair, and thrust her mouth farther down. Elena fucking moaned low in her throat, and just like that, I came. She swallowed, and crawled back up my body, kissing my chest and purring in satisfaction.

"How was that?"

I'd forgotten that she was a naïve little thing. I laughed, and pulled her up so that her face was level with mine, her delicious breasts rubbing against my chest, and her wet center touching my stomach. I started to harden again, just thinking about how good she tasted, how good her breasts fit in my hands, and the soft slope of her back. I shot my hands to her sides and tickled the spot between her ribs gently. She giggled, and the vibrations of her chest moved through me.

"It was perfect Elena! Where the hell did you learn to do that?"

She flushed, and I couldn't help but note how the pink spread down to her breasts. "I might have searched it online."

"You little minx!" I growled at her. "You'll pay for that…with pleasure."

I rolled over on top of her, smothering her laughter with a passionate kiss. She smiled in my mouth and I smiled back in hers, letting her feel the happiness that was radiating through my being. I've never felt happier.

Elena traced my jaw with her mouth, and kissed me again, mumbling her thoughts against my mouth. "I never want to leave you."

Her words were like magic for my heart, fitting the pieces back together; the ones my father had shattered with his fists years before. I'd never felt good enough until now. I'd never felt needed, or wanted. My father made sure that I understood that I was worthless.

But Elena mended my broken heart with her kisses, and in that instant, I knew that I wasn't worthless, because Elena loved me. She wanted me, and my purpose in life was to love her with all I had.

I kissed her with everything in me, and her hips rubbed against my erection. Painfully slowly, I pushed inside of her, letting a groan spill out of me at her tightness. She mewled under me, and wiggled her body. I continued to love her with long, smooth strokes, kissing her with all the love I had. When she finally came under me, I followed in an instant, letting my forehead rest on top of hers and breathing her breath.

In that moment, I felt like I had woken up, like someone had turned the light on. Elena had been here for me all along, but I was too busy building walls around myself. Kissing Elena, being with Elena, it was something new. It was the end of paralysis. It was waking up.

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Song: Poison Oak - Bright Eyes (The title of the story comes from this song!)