Chapter 2 - Questions for Damon
"How did we meet?" Elena asked, trying to make the conversation PG even though the room was filled with sexual tension. "Well, at school, like any good love story," Damon replied. "Damon," Elena said hesitantly, "I don't want to make things weird, but I don't remember much, so I'm gonna need you to help me figure out my daily routine again, okay?" Elena asked. "Of course." Damon almost melted when he heard that, she was like play doe, he could mold her any way he wanted. "Thanks for being so supportive," Elena added. Damon was in bliss right now. Sitting in the bathtub with the girl of his dreams, completely naked. It was all he could do to try and stop himself from pulling her onto him. The bubbles was a nice touch though, they were hiding what was going on beneath the water which was not to anyone's surprise. Damon was completely hard and ready to make love to his "new" girlfriend. It didn't help that she was playing footsie with his thigh underneath the water. If she moved her foot two inches to the left, he would be in trouble. He could imagine that even the slightest touch from any part of her body would set him off.
"Well, that's enough time in here," Damon said, pulling himself out of the deep tub and quickly wrapping a towel around his waist to hide his aching boner. Elena got up, god she had a gorgeous body, and Damon was more than enjoying the view. She grabbed a towel on the rack to the left and pulled it around her. "Let me," Damon said with the same husky voice that could turn any girl into a ball of mush. He grabbed the towel and massaged her back to absorb all the beads of water that rested on her pearly skin, then with one quick motion, he was sweeping the towel; across her stomach and up onto her breasts. He could tell that she wanted it as bad as him, but Damon wasn't ready to waist this precious moment just yet. He snuck the towel downwards and wiped the beads of water from her upper thighs coming closer and closer with every stroke to her aching pussy, which Damon had always wanted to toy with. Elena let out a little sigh, which she obviously did not mean to make because of the rosiness that appeared on her cheeks after she heard herself release such a noise.
This was it, Damon needed to make a move, he had to. He couldn't control it any longer, she was such a little tease. He pulled back on his boxers, so that she could have both the towels, to make her more comfortable, but Damon quickly realized his undoing. His cock was pressed up so tight against the fabric of his boxers that Elena finally noticed the predominant bulge. "Oh god," Damon thought. He had never discussed such things with Elena before and he didn't know just how comfortable she was with sex related activities. All his worries quickly faded when she looked down at his bulge and quickly up again to meet his eyes, and finished with a tiny wink.
She leapt up onto the high bed that sat in the middle of Stefan's bedroom. "No no no," Damon chuckled at her, "This is my brother's room." "Oh", Elena replied, "where is he?" Damon tried to think of a good excuse, "College." Damon was disappointed with his lie, it wasn't exactly elaborate, but it would do. He led her down the hall to his room where he pushed her onto the bed. No holding back now. He kissed her lips lightly as she tried to gasp for air, being taken by surprise form the sudden kiss. She scrambled to get under the covers like a little kitten, playing a game, but if Elena honestly thought she wasn't going to win, she was wrong. Very wrong. Damon jumped under the covers and tackled her until she lied back straight. He pinned her wrists behind her head as her long brown silky hair sprawled across the fabric of his pillow. "You're a feisty one," Damon whispered. "You're not exactly docile," she replied.
And with that, Damon placed the tenderest kiss upon her lips and drank in her sweet scent. She seemed to be high, on him! This was the one thing he'd been waiting over a hundred years to experience. Now that he had her in a trance, it was his chance to make a move. "Wait, Damon!" Elena paused. Damon sighed and rolled back over onto his side. "I just want to know if this is normal... I mean, so we do this all the time, or did we just meet," she said. "Of course, Elena, I understand. We do this all the time, almost every night, and I manage to rock your world each and every time," Damon purred. But then something hit him, had Elena and Stefan had sex? He hadn't really seen it, and if he heard it, he didn't know how far they had gone, for all he knew, Elena could still be a virgin. If they had sex now, and she was a virgin, she would find out, and Damon wasn't going to risk it, they'd have to tease each other a little first, then he could be sure. Elena had relaxed as he asked her to sit up, and she did. He carefully removed her tank top to reveal her immaculate breasts. So firm and perky; Damon's dream. He carefully grasped one in his hand which made Elena let out the tiniest squeal he had ever heard, and they were just beginning. He took one of her nipples into his mouth and sucked on it making it hard and red, this further excited Elena as her knees buckled and almost hit Damon in his most sensitive area. He sucked harder on each one and with each pull and tug, Elena's entire body filled with pure bliss. But, as per Damon's reputation, he then laid back and ignored Elena's now engorged breasts. He pulled his boxers back down which released his massive erection. Elena's eyes widened and he smirked with a devilish grin. He peered down at his penis and stoked it playfully with one hand. "Damon!" Elena ordered, "Where did you go?" "Well, sweet cheeks," Damon replied "You're going to have to work for it." "But Daaaaamoooon!" she moaned, "That' not fair!" "That's life," he replied.
Elena tried to fight it but Damon was very persuasive and she needed him, right now. Five minutes won't hurt she thought though. She climbed over to his side and startled him, rubbing her wet pussy through the fabric of her short pajama shorts, over the length of his erection. "no no, sweet heart, it's my turn, you get down there, and suck my cock." "Damon!" she gasped, obviously appalled by his language. "Sorry," he grinned, "But I deserve a little attention too." He pouted his lips and battled his gorgeous eyes. She couldn't help it, and she did what he commanded. She sunk onto her knees and crouched forward and flicked her tongue just lightly over the tip of his cock. "Fuck, Elena!" he groaned, this only made her smile grow. She licked all the way up his shaft tracing a line with the tip of her tongue. "God Dammit, Elena!" he purred. She picked up the pace a little and sucked up and down on his cock from top to bottom. He was almost losing control as she moved down and lapped at his balls with a soft, tender tongue.
He shot up, as fast as lightening and pounced on her. "You little tease!" Elena blushed and he went right back to teasing her nipples with his tongue. She knew where she wanted him, but was very shy, she wasn't about to ask for it. Suddenly, and it was as if he read her mind, he slipped further down the bed to where his mouth was achingly close to her pussy. He removed her panties very slowly after taking off her shorts. He could see that she was already wet, which only excited him more. "Damon!" she squealed. God it felt good to hear her calling his name he thought. He wondered if Stefan had made her feel like this before. She was so horny, he could have her rolling over the edge of an orgasm in a second, but he wanted to make it last. "Spread your legs!" he ordered. She did as he asked and exposed her dripping slit to him. Damon couldn't believe his eyes, all her ever wanted, right there in front of him. "Now..." he said with a devilish smile, "I'm going to need you to tell me what you want." "I want you," Elena stammered. She wasn't exactly able to get out the right words, all she knew is that she needed him somewhere, now. He smiled coyly and lapped at her opening with a firm tongue. Elena almost jumped out of bed at this feeling. Damon was proud of himself, but that was nothing yet. He flicked her clit with his tongue before taking the whole sensitive nub in his mouth and sucking until Elena grabbed his hair and pulled him off of her. Panting Elena whispered, "I...I can't Damon..." her breathing was heavy and so was his, but that didn't stop Damon. He plunged into her canal with his tongue as she yelled louder than he had ever heard her before. This wasn't pain, it was ecstasy. He could see that she was feeling tired already, but she'd had a pretty rough day, almost dying can take a toll a person. He stopped abruptly, but she didn't protest, she just sank her weight into the dense mattress as he slid her shorts back on. He slid his boxers back on and crawled under the covers. "Damon..." Elena whispered with the voice of a tired child, "I love you." Even a thousand years would be worth this one moment. Damon turned out the bed side lamp and wrapped his arms around her. "I love you too, Elena."