Damon led Elena to his room without a word. He wanted to wait until they were alone to speak with her. He could only imagine what was going through her mind right now. Yes, she agreed to do this, but she could always change her mind.

"Are you sure about this Elena? You can still back out, it's ok. We can try something else," Damon said giving Elena an out.

"Damon, I'm sure about this. I want to help you and if drinking from me will do that, I'll try it." Elena said with a small smile.

"Ok, I just wanted to make sure before we do this. Blood drinking is…intimate and personal. Especially if the person is willingly doing it. And you will have to drink from me to heal the wound so you'll have to be careful." Damon explained, looking at Elena watching her intently.

"What do you mean?" Elena asked curiously. She remembered having Stefan drink droplets of her blood to try and help him gain control. It was very difficult for Stefan, but Elena knew that Damon had more control than Stefan did because he still indulged in human blood bags and not animal blood like Stefan.

"When a vampire drinks from a human, it could get…sensual and pleasurable for both parties. As for drinking my blood, well we just have to make sure you won't die with it in your system." Damon explained looking into Elena's eyes intensely to let her know just how serious this was. Damon wanted that connection with Elena, if only to be closer to her. However, he didn't want her to do anything without knowing all the facts first.

"That might be the case Damon, but what other options do we have? Are you going to let your brother give up his immortality? Let's face it, unless you have a secret friend stashed under your bed, I am your only shot." Elena said in a tone that meant it wasn't up for discussion anymore. Her mind was made up and there was no changing it. Was she a little worried about what Damon had said about the connection and pleasure effects blood drinking would have on her? Yes. However, she wasn't going to let that stop her from helping the elder Salvatore.

"I don't have all the answers Elena. I knew the bite itself wouldn't scare you away. You were always too brave for your own good. I just thought…" Damon passed his hand through his hair. "Well, I thought the thought of it feeling good might change good."

"Feel good? Damon I've been bitten before in case you forgot. Stefan. Klaus. It has never felt good to me. In fact, it hurt like hell. Pleasure was the last thing I felt."

"Elena," he said her name in a whisper and for some reason a shiver went through her entire body. "Those had been unwanted bites. Forced upon you. And my brother…. seriously Elena? He has been drinking from animals for decades and when he does drink from people he rips them apart. Not the best qualified to show you what a vampire bite could feel like." His voice dropped an octave. He took a step forward, closer to Elena. She held her breath for a few seconds. "I on the other hand," another small step. "I have over a century of practice." At his next step, Elena wanted to take a step backwards, but her body seemed paralyzed. Her limbs simply refused to obey the command to move. "I like to kiss and nibble the area first to draw the blood to the surface. I will pass my tongue over your flesh to get a feel of your veins and make sure I get them in my first try. When I do let my fangs pierce your skin, it will be slow. You will feel every inch rip through the surface and elongate into your vein."

Damon noticed Elena's breath pick up pace. Good, he thought. The more turned on she was, the better. Arousal made the pain turn into pleasure. And Heaven forgive him but he wanted to give her pleasure. He wanted to make it good for her. Wanted to feel her body heat up. Her hips move in search of friction. He wanted to smell her arousal and hear her moan.

He was close to her now. One more step and they would be close enough to touch. With a smirk, he took that last step. She gasped softly. She was adorable. And she was…turned on? He couldn't help but smirk at the thought. Oh, he liked this. He liked this very much. "You will feel every pull as I drink from you. It would be like a caress to the most intimate places of your body." He went on.

Elena bit her lip to keep in a moan. What was wrong with her? Damon hasn't even touched her and her skin was tingling all over. But the promise in his voice. That low seductive purr. How could she not be affected by it? Having him so close to her. A luxury she hasn't permitted herself in such a long time. He had just showered, and he smelled…he smelled how Elena thought sin would smell if it had a scent. Alluring as Lucifer himself. Dark as a moonless night. And full of wicked promises. "So, what is the best way to do this?" she asked inquiringly. Her voice a light whimper.

"Depends, where do you want me to bite you?" Damon asked, curious as to what her answer would be. He wished he could read her mind at that moment, so he could know how she really felt about this situation. "I can take your wrist." He said, but before he finished the question Elena shook her head.

Elena took a second to think. She remembered when Stefan drank from her wrist. It hurt, but she never let Stefan, or anyone know. She remembered the pierce of his fangs as they sank into her skin. She briefly wondered if she would have the same experience with Damon. "My neck." She said softly.

"Alright. Just relax and it won't hurt." Damon said moving even closer to her and pushing her hair to the left. He could hear Elena's heart speed up once more. He looked into her eyes for any trace of fear or doubt and surprisingly found none, only trust and determination. "Are you ready?" he asked stroking her cheek lightly.

"Yes." Elena responded in a whisper. She was confident that Damon would be careful, so she wasn't scared of Damon biting her. Having Damon so close to her made her heart and stomach flip. The reaction was normal to Elena since it occurred whenever she was around him.

Elena tilted her head to the side and took a deep breath. She could feel Damon's hand on her waist and it sent a shiver down her spine. He slid his other hand up to support her neck. She could feel her pulse quicken in nervousness and she knew that Damon could definitely feel it thumping against his hand.

"Try to relax and don't move too much ok?" Damon said looking at Elena who nodded in response, unable to formulate words at the moment. She took another deep breath in to calm herself.

Damon nuzzled her neck. Had she always smelled this good? He wondered. Like lilac and morning rain. She smelled like spring. Hell, she smelled like life itself. He took another deep breath, filling his lungs with her scent. This time, the spicy flavor of her arousal hit him and he let out a low growl.

Fists clenched at her side. Elena bit her cheek

Elena braced herself for pain, but shockingly she felt none. It felt nothing like when Stefan had taken her blood. This was something close to euphoria. It felt like Elena's body was on fire and she loved every second. It was as if she was on cloud nine and didn't want to come back down. She could feel the pull of Damon drinking from her and this time, she couldn't help the moan that slipped out.

Damon held Elena's body close to his as he drank slowly, careful not to take too much. Elena's blood was Damon's version of what heaven would be like. Her blood had ruined blood bags for him forever. Elena's blood was sweet and tasted like nothing Damon had ever tasted. He could feel his power returning to its full extent. He came to a stop when he felt a shock run throughout his body.

Elena felt Damon stop drinking. She didn't want to pull away in case she accidently hurt herself, so she waited until he made the first move. Slowly and carefully, Damon pulled away from Elena's neck, instantly biting his wrist and offering it to her. She latched onto his wrist and sucked, moaning at the taste that was uniquely Damon. She had drank from Damon's blood before, but never willingly.

Elena opened her eyes and stared at Damon as she drank. They were both looking at each other with an intense look. It was as if two souls were uniting as one. Damon soon pulled his wrists away from Elena's mouth and wiped a stray drop of blood from her lip.

"Are you ok?" Damon asked brushing a hair behind her ear. His body still reeling from the high of Elena's blood. However, this time was different. Damon's body felt more alive than ever. How? Damon couldn't explain it, but he was feeling even better than he did after he took the potion.

"Yes. Are you?" Elena asked worriedly. She really hoped that her blood had helped him at least a little bit. She could see that Damon was standing up straighter than before. She took that as a good sign.

"I feel…" Damon started but was stopped by Bonnie's sharp cry that could be heard even with the closed door. Damon and Elena looked at each other in confusion before Damon opened the door to see what the commotion was all about.

"What's going on?" Damon asked walking down the stairs with Elena right behind him. They could see Stefan standing next to Bonnie with his hand on her back in support.

"Elena it's you." Bonnie said breathing like she had just ran a marathon. "You are Damon's soul mate."