I am dedicating chapters one and two of this fic to xxxMoonlightdreamsxxx as a thank you for recommending this chapters song which is great. I do think that the song fits Klaroline very well but it's also great for some good old Delena lust. Yes, Klaus is awesome but I now feel dreadfully guilty for forgetting all about our black night. I hope this makes up for it. This is set just after that kiss in 3x10 and I'm warning you know it gets very dirty.

Delena

I shouldn't be alone with you tonight,
Desire was too strong to put up a fight,
I don't understand the way I feel

Elena entered the boarding house nervously, the door slammed itself shut behind her and she spun round expecting to see Damon standing there as usual; nothing. She breathed out, shaking her head at her jumpiness; just because there were vampires and werewolves in Mystic Falls didn't mean there wasn't ordinary wind banging doors where it had no business doing so.

She lingered in the hallway wondering if she should just go home. She took a step towards the grand staircase and her lips tingled slightly. She stopped as a memory from a couple of hours ago jumped to her mind. She'd kissed Damon before; once when he was drunk and that didn't really count as he'd forced his lips on hers before snapping Jeremy's neck. The second time she'd kissed him, but he was barely alive and unable to respond. Tonight had been completely different.

She couldn't believe she hadn't seen it coming. She hadn't gone two evenings without him appearing in her bedroom since the summer. It seemed as if there was always something happening with Stefan and Klaus and hybrids. But even when things were temporarily as safe as they were ever going to be he'd turn up for no reason. After the drama with Rebekah and Mikael a couple of weeks ago she'd let him sleep in her bed, inches from her face. She hadn't even realized how close they were to crossing the invisible boundaries she'd put in place.

Elena was a mass of confusion. She knew that Stefan was gone, or at least she thought he was when he saved Klaus, destroying their only weapon against him in the process. But if he had wanted to save Damon then surely he must be feeling something, and after waiting for him for so long she thought maybe she owed it to herself to try again with Stefan. The only problem was that she could no longer ignore the feelings she had for Damon.

She didn't know why she'd come here. That kiss was festering in her mind, not allowing her to think of anything else. She stood awkwardly in the hallway trying to figure out why she was there and what she was planning on saying to Damon. She'd tried to sleep, exhausted from fighting with Stefan and Alaric's brush with death but the kiss kept replaying in her head even though she wanted to ignore it for the night. Every time she closed her eyes she saw his and if she lay still for long enough she was certain she could feel his lips covering hers. By the time she gave up on sleep and decided to just go see him her pajama shorts were soaked.

"You know you've been standing there for about twenty minutes now." She jumped out of her skin when she heard Damon's cocky drawl from the top of the stairs. "Jumpy." He smirked at her reaction.

"Can we talk?" She asked, willing her leaping heart to slow down, she was too young for a heart attack surely.

"Of course." He tilted his head before heading down the hallway, towards his bedroom.

Although it feels so right,
I really shouldn't be here tonight

She followed him up the stairs, knowing that she was probably asking for more trouble. The last time she was in that room he had promised to always choose her over Bonnie and everyone else. Even though she was annoyed by his consistent disregard for her choices she believed completely that she was safe while he was fighting her corner. She'd had to stay in the hallway for a few moments before going back into Stefan's room, just trying to catch her breath. Not because of the effect that his intense eye thing had on her but because she knew as she left that her eyes had strayed to his bed, she couldn't help but wonder how soft it was.

As soon as she entered the room her eyes immediately landed on his mattress again, when had she lost control of her body? Probably the second his lips landed on hers. She'd pretty much lost control of everything then. Her mind could focus on nothing but how soft his lips were, her stomach became host to a whole circus of butterflies and her hand which she'd thought she'd raised to push him away instead wrapped in his. Her lips had taken on a mind of their own, which was probably a good thing since her brain had shut off, and they decided to kiss him back. His bed was huge, king sized at least and it looked very comfortable, she hadn't noticed that last time for obvious reason. Now she was sure she'd be able to sleep there. God what was wrong with her tonight? The sound of the door shutting behind her brought her out of her thoughts.

Her breath became heavy as he stood in front of her. He was within arm's reach but not in her personal space, for some reason she wanted him closer. The silence between them was suffocating. "I'm not Stefan's." She blurted out, he looked surprised. Fair enough because so was she. She didn't know what had prompted her to say that but she slowly realized it was true. "Don't feel guilty because I don't" Her brain really needed to turn itself on and regain control of her lips.

She ducked her head to look at the floor, waiting for him to respond. When he remained silent she raised her eyes to see his reaction. Her chocolate eyes collided with his cool stare and her brain closed up shop for the night.

In your eyes there's a sign of intensity
I sense an atmosphere
No need to hide from the way that you feel inside
There's nothing left to fear

The air in the room crackled with electricity as she stood locked in his gaze. A tremor travelled over her skin and all her senses increased, she desperately wanted to touch him. His eyes were burning her with their intensity she could sense the power and desire radiating off him; it froze her to the spot.

He moved closer, a cool hand rested against her cheek and she turned her face into his caress. Her stomach contracted at his light touch, her eyes fluttered as his fingertips stroked her cheek. "Stefan isn't gone forever." He told her softly. She nodded mutely, her eyes flicking down to his mouth. She licked her lips, they suddenly felt dry and far too close to his probably because she was leaning forward. "What happens when he's back to being the good guy?" His voice was barely above a whisper as his gaze drifted to her parted lips, if she wet them again she'd be able to taste him. "Elena…"

"I… I don't know." She stammered shaking her head. She almost cried out when his hand abruptly dropped and he turned away from her. She made a spilt second decision between going home and pretending it never happened and falling down the rabbit hole.

"Damon…" He turned to her, his voice close to begging.

"Please, Elena don…" She cut him off, pulling his face to hers and kissing him frantically.

If only for tonight
Don't be a stranger
I wanna take this chance
Risk it all for you

He returned her affections instantly, his hands landing on her waist; the heat of his palms warming her through her thin top. She wound her hands into his thick dark locks pulling him closer to her. He growled shoving her against the bedroom door, his hands moving into her shining hair. She bit his bottom lip when her back collided with the hard door; he chuckled in surprise falling silent when she pulled her top off dropping it on the floor. She gasped in delight when she felt herself being lifted off her feet and soon landed on that massive bed. It was soft and felt amazing as she sunk into the mattress. Damon crawled above her, nipping at her collar bone lightly as she pulled his shirt off violently. His jean clad erection pressed into her stomach she pushed up against him moaning loudly.

Faintly in the back of her mind she questioned whether this was a good decision. There was no going back if she slept with Damon now. It would finally be finished between her and Stefan. The real problem was, that after insisting for so long that they were different, she was doing the same thing as Katherine.

His soft lips claimed her again, pouring fire and passion into her blood. Her desire was singing in her veins. She gave in to her bodies cravings, gave in completely.

Knowing what I'm gonna do
If only for tonight
Don't be a stranger
I want it all from you
Tonight

Her hands travelled down to his belt wanted to feel his hardness against her bare flesh, wanting him inside her more than she could've believed possible. He moaned her name against her lips as her fingers fumbled clumsily, her swimming head making basic tasks impossible. She finally managed to undo the belt and shove his jeans down to his knees. She wrapped her long fingers around his impressive length, gasping at how big it was, pumping him hard she moaned when his hand went to her flies. She raised her hips, pushing into his palm.

Damon suddenly pulled back and Elena's skin felt icy at the loss of his hot mouth. "Are you sure you want to do this?" He gasped out desperately. This was her last chance to change her mind. Part of her knew this was the worst choice she could make; to stay here tonight would change everything forever.

"Yes, Damon. I'm sure."

You're on my mind all of the time
I really shouldn't stay with you tonight
But the more and more I think of it
The more it just seems right
That's why I shouldn't be here tonight

She kicked off her shoes seconds before his hit the floor and he wriggled out of his jeans. Her stomach muscles contracted violently as he undid her flies, leaning pack he pulled her jeans down her slim legs and dropped them to the floor. She flung off her bra before pulling him down to cover her slim body, clad only in panties.

His fingers stroked her through the thin black lace feeling her dripping pussy. "Oh my God, Elena, you're so wet." He groaned into her neck. He slipped a finger into her knickers, running it up her wet slit making her back arc, pushing her breasts into his defined chest.

Her thoughts were consumed with the sensations he was feeding into her body. She was trembling violently as his fingertips began circling her clit making her whimper uncontrollably. She had always thought that sex with Damon would feel dirty and wrong but instead it felt completely right. She was writhing in desperation as he brought her closer to her climax. "Please Damon, please." She pleaded breathlessly, begging for her release. He tore off her underwear leaving it in tatters, he then plunged two fingers into her cunt driving into her violently. She screamed desperately as he attached his mouth to her clit, sucking gently until a powerful orgasm crashed over her body. Her nails curled into the bed sheets ripping holes in them as she shook violently, gasping for breath as she fell back onto the bed.

Damon kissed her deeply his tongue thrusting into her mouth. She could taste her wetness on his lips and moaned at the feelings it brought on. "Fuck me, Damon. Now, please." She begged against his mouth.

Now I find out I know who I really am
I'm lost without a trace
So take me high, take me low or how you know
And help me if you can

Damon smirked devilishly as he sank between her legs. He hooked an arm under her knee pushing her right leg up until it went over his shoulder. He slipped into her slowly, the new position allowing him to enter her deeper than any other man. Elena gripped his biceps, nails digging in deep enough to draw blood. She moaned deeply feeling her walls stretch to accommodate his considerable length. The muscles in her legs quivered as he entered her fully. "Are you okay?" He asked softly. She nodded, raising her hips in a silent plea for him to move.

He began to push into her as she gripped onto him tighter her free leg wrapping around his waist urging him to go faster, deeper. He buried his face in her neck, his tongue tasting the salty sweat there. He could hear her blood rushing just beneath her skin, so close to his mouth. He crashed into her harder, his fingers gripping her thighs leaving bruises. She ran her fingers through his black hair, screaming his name wildly.

The muscles in her legs tightened along with her lower stomach as a second orgasm grew within. she teetered on the brink but he pulled out just in time to stop her coming. He smirked, laughter hidden behind his eyes. "Not just yet baby."

If only for tonight
Don't be a stranger
I wanna take this chance
Risk it all for you
Knowing what I'm gonna do
If only for tonight
Don't be a stranger
I want it all from you
Tonight

He sat back on his knees pulling her closer by her ankles. "You are cruel." She hissed wetting her lips.

"You love it." He pulled her into a sitting position, wrapping her legs around him. Her body leaned against his as his hands wound into her hair. She held onto his shoulders as he thrust back into her, slipping in easily as she crossed her legs tighter around him. He pulled her head backwards and she winced at the pain of having her hair pulled. The wince turning into a moan as her began kissing down her exposed throat, almost able to taste the sweet blood that rushed toward her swollen clit. He slipped one hand from her hair reaching down to pinch her clit gently, then harder when she screamed in pleasure.

"I'm so close." She moaned rocking against him roughly. "Damon, please…" His arms wrapped around her, grabbing her arse he pulled her close slamming into her. He could feel her contract around him as he came closer to his own finish. "Bite me Damon." She whispered nibbling his ear. His pace quickened again, desperately wanting to taste her.

Why I don't know
I'm in too deep, to say no
Hold me close, don't let me go
I wanna take this chance
Risk it all for you
It's what I'm gonna do

"I want this. Bite me Damon." She met his hard thrusts with her own, grinding hard onto him. He felt his eyes change colour and his teeth sharpen, giving into the hunger he bit into her neck drinking deeply.

It was the last push to tip her over the edge. "God yes Damon!" She sobbed coming undone in his arms as he emptied his seed deep inside her. She clung to his body waiting for her own to stop shaking as he took strength from her body.

As they both came down from their high he pulled away from her neck. Their sweat-coated bodies collapsed next to one another on the soft pillows. He turned his face into her dark hair, reaching for her hand; his finger's fitting tightly between hers. He kissed her forehead gently as she snuggled closer towards him.

If only for tonight
Don't be a stranger
I wanna take this chance
Risk it all for you
Knowing what I'm gonna do
If only for tonight

She shivered slightly as the cold dawn air settled over her body. Damon reached for the covers; wrapping them both in warmth he wrapped his arms tighter around her. "Thank you." She murmured sleepily. He bit into his wrist, offering it to her.

"You'll heal faster." He promised stroking her hair. She sucked his wrist gently, swallowing a little blood as the holes on her neck began to close. She drew back when all that remained were two small scars. When she glanced up at Damon he was staring out of the window at the growing light. "It's morning." He commented. She mumbled some sort of agreement onto his stomach where she rested her head. "What happens now?" He asked.

"I'm sleeping." She whispered.

He laughed gently. "I'm serious." She ignored him so he started moving, stopping her from resting comfortably.

"We'll figure it out tonight." She insisted pulling his hand to her mouth and kissing his knuckled gently. "Okay?"

"Okay." He agreed lying back on the pillow. He'd waited years for all already, several more hours meant nothing while she was naked in his bed. Now she was in his arms he wasn't going to let her go. She was his forever.

Don't be a stranger
I want it all from you
Tonight

I adore Delena and I really hope I did them justice. I seem to be able to control them more than other characters; Elena usually does whatever she pleases rather than what I please. As always please review with praise or complaints and song suggestions. Only ten past two in the morning, my muse is getting better at working normal hours.