Chapter 19

(3rd person)

Damon flashes on top of her, kissing her passionately. Elena's hands travel down his chest unbuttoning his shirt. Once she is done, he throws it to the ground. With a flick of his wrist, her bra is undone, and thrown on the floor as well. He breaks the kiss, trailing down her neck, to her stomach, unbuttoning her pants and sliding them off.

He kisses her thighs, before pulling her thong off with his teeth. He kisses her inner thighs, trailing closer to her core. Slowly, he runs a finger through her folds, smirking as she shudders. Moving his hand, he flicks his tongue out, running it down her folds. She moans his name, her legs sliding apart to give him better access. He smirks again, before suckling her core. She moans louder, shuddering under his touch.

He slowly, slips a finger inside her, thrusting it in and out. After a moment, he adds another, increasing his speed. He undoes his pants, and slipping his boxers of at the same time, slides back up her.

"I love you." She smiles, wrapping her arms around his back.

"I love you, too." He smiles, kissing her gently as he slips him long member inside her, gasping at her tightness, he is a perfect fit. He waits for her to adjust to him, before sliding almost all the way out, before thrusting into her again. Her nails scratch his back as he rocks her with waves of passion.

"Faster." She moans into his ear, arching her back. He smirks, thrusting faster and faster, until she cums for him, he is close to follow, holding her close as they both come down from their highs. Finally pulling away and caressing her cheek. "Thank you, Damon."

"For what, Kitten?" He asks, wrapping his arms around her.

"For making it worth it." She smirks, kissing him gently, before laying back. "Hold me?"

"Forever." He smiles, as she lays her head on his chest, and he wraps his arms around her, kissing her forehead. "I love you."

"I love you too… Let's get some sleep." She smiles, wrapping an arm around his chest, before falling asleep.

"Sounds good." He smiles, falling asleep after her.

Damon awakens to a persistent knocking on the door, and glances at Elena, who is staring at him with her big brown eyes taking on a doe like appearance. "Should I get that?" He whisper, sighing when she nods. The knocking gets louder. "I'm coming!" He kisses her forehead, pulling away and yanking on his jeans, before opening the door. "What? We were sleeping!" He crosses his arms at Jeremy.

"Jenna, well Alaric, made breakfast. Elena needs to eat."

"Are you hungry?" He turns looking over his shoulder at Elena.

"No. I'm tired though." She sighs, rolling over.

"Elena you need to eat. You haven't eaten since dinner last night." Jeremy sighs, trying to get her out of bed.

"The woman said she isn't hungry." He shrugs, uncrossing his arms, before shutting the door and flashing to Elena.

"Did you just call me 'the woman?'" She giggles, taking his hand and pulling him onto the bed.

"Would you prefer 'my woman?'" He smirks, laying on top of her. He wraps his arms around her.

"I prefer Kitten." She smiles, kissing him gently.

"Kitten it is." He murmurs against her lips, pulling back to caress her cheek. "I love you, Elena."

"And I love you Damon." She smiles, wrapping her arms around his neck.

"Still tired?" He smiles, putting a hand on her hips.

"Please forgive my little white lie." She smirks, giggling.

"Forgiven the second you said please." He pulls away, sitting up.

"What are you doing, Mr. Salvatore?" She asks, pulling herself up on her elbows.

"I am going to grab something really quick. Stay in bed, Kitten." He flashes away, and into the kitchen, where Alaric, Jenna, Bonnie and Jeremy are. "I'm gonna grab Elena some food. She said she isn't hungry, but I can hear her stomach from here." Jeremy holds out a plate, with pancakes, eggs, bacon, sausage, and strawberries have already been set.

"We knew she was hungry. She just didn't want to get out of your bed." Jeremy shakes his head, while Bonnie giggles.

Damon shakes his head, "It isn't just my bed anymore you know… And thanks." He turns walking from the room, but he is stopped by Jenna's voice.

"Oh and Thank you Damon. For letting stay here, and be safe from… Her. Oh and Thanks for listening to me last night… It means a lot that you didn't bang her."

Damon turns around, staring at Jenna with his mouth hanging open, Jeremy is choking an a bite of pancakes, which he took at the very same second his aunt said bang, Bonnie is holding back giggles, and Alaric is flat out red, shocked that his girlfriend is so blunt.

"Uhh… No problem, Jenna… I.. uh… I gotta get back to Elena…" Damon turns and speed-walks from the room. He walks in to their room, and hands Elena the plate.

"You didn't have to… I could've gotten it myself." Elena smiles, and starts to eat.

"Well… It's a good thing you didn't. Your little blushing habit would have given us away." He smirks, stealing a piece of bacon from her plate.

"What happened?" She giggles, shaking her head.

"Your Aunt said, And I quote, Thanks for listening to me last night… It means a lot that you didn't bang her." He laughs as her jaw drops and she turns a bright red.

"And you replied with?"

"I just blew it off, Uh… no prob.. I gotta get back to 'Lena" He smirks, taking another bite. "You know me, always thinking on my feet."

"All the Uhh's might have given you away, Damon." She giggles, taking another bite, "Oh… can you shut the door?" She looks down, meaning that she is still nude under the blankets.

"Sure thing." He stands up, and shuts the door, and she sits up, walking over to her luggage and getting some jeans, a red tank, a black bra, and matching underwear. She pulls them on, before walking back to the bed and taking a bit of soggy pancakes. "You know, I'm half-tempted to keep you here all day." Damon smirks, kissing her forehead.

"Well… I think we could start planning our wedding…" She trails off, biting her lip. "It's not that I don't love the sex… but... After… Stefan…" She trails off, unable to continue with her thought, tears springing into her tear ducts, and flowing down her cheeks.

"Oh, Kitten… It's okay." He pulls her close, kissing her forehead. "We don't have at do anything. If you want to plan our wedding, we can!" He smiles, a little, caressing her cheek.

"Thank you, Love." She smiles through her tears. "I love you so much, Damon."

"Why do I feel a but coming right now?"

"But I'm not eloping. I want to have a big wedding. I've been planning this for years." She smirks, kissing him gently, before getting out of bed. "And right now, I need to talk to Jenna and Jeremy and Bonnie… And I'm sure Alaric wants a place in all of this…" She trails off, pulling her hair up into a ponytail.

"Uh… Elena?"

"Yes, Love?"

"They're going to want to know what happened last night." He sighs, walking over to her, and taking her hand.

"How do I tell my family, that the my vampire-boyfriends-brother who just happens to be my Ex… raped me?" She sighs, her resolve to stop the tears faltering.

"He is no brother of mine." Damon growls, his eyes turning dark for a moment.

"I still wander what pushed him over the edge…"

"Remember what Isobel said? Forgive Caroline…" Damon shakes his head.

"You don't think they… EWWW!" She pulls a look of disgust, swallowing the bile that rises in the back of her throat. "That is disgusting!"

"A while back you loved that disgust." He smirks, caressing her cheek.

"Don't remind me. I love only you." She smiles, kissing his cheek.

"What about your family? They love you…"

"Well… I love them too… but you hold my heart."

"And you hold mine."

"I'd better be careful. I've seen you without one. It doesn't suit you well." She smirks, pulling away and opening the door, "I've gotta get out of this room, before you drag me back." She giggles, and runs to the kitchen, where Jeremy, Bonnie, Jenna, Alaric, and, surprisingly enough, Damon are waiting.