Elena awoke to the smell of pancakes, strawberry and blueberry. She sat up in the bed and looked around her surroundings, taking in everything that was before her. The white walls were covered with black covers to kill the loudness of the light. It was pouring in heavily and Elena covered her eyes with her hands to look around...her and Stefan's room. She un-covered her hands from her eyes and looked around the room once again without her eyes burning from the light. She turned her head towards her night stand and saw that it was one in the afternoon. She rubbed her cheeks, slapping herself awake so she could make sure that was the correct time.
Her blurry vision became clear and she saw that it was exactly 1:01. She ripped the covers from her body and stepped out of the bed, throwing and tossing the covers which ever way. She didn't care how things went. She wanted out of this place. Elena then stood up from the bed and looked at the bed she had slept in last night. It wasn't like Damon's black room. Dark green and dark blue. Elena didn't want to be here anymore. She looked at the bed with 'new eyes', she suddenly wondered if Stefan ever brought anybody back to this bed. This bed that they slept in. Elena curled her lip in disgust and hugged her body. She was still wearing the white shirt and jeans. Her socks and shoes were gone. She was barefoot. Stefan must have taken them off during the night.
Elena didn't care.
Two more hours and Damon, his brother, would be outside waiting for her. She had nothing to worry about.
Elena slid out of the shirt that Damon had given her and folded it, running her nose over the fabric to get a scent of Damon. She found it right in the middle and her body went wild and she shook and trembled. Memories of everything they did yesterday ran through her mind and she couldn't believe that he had this affect on her. She placed it gently in her underwear drawer and stuffed it deep down so Stefan couldn't find it. Not like he would ever ever get a whiff of her underwear and or see her in it unless she was putting or taking off clothes to go to sleep.
She dug through her drawers; looking for a bra and panty set. She moved her undergarments around till she found a hidden set that she was planning on giving to Vicki for her birthday, but Vicki didn't want them. She said that red and black weren't her colors, also mentioning that Elena would look very hot in them. Elena shrugged her shoulders and grabbed the set. It was red and black and lace. Very see-through in the back and the bra set were just the right size. Plus Elena also wanted to touch Damon. She wanted his taste back in her mouth and she wanted to feel all of him again inside of her, around her...she just wanted to feel him.
Elena grabbed the sets and then laid them on the messed up bed as she slid out of her jeans and threw them somewhere behind her. She looked down at her body and looked at herself in a new light. She felt confident for some strange reason and it wasn't because she was going to wear the black and red set. It was something else, Elena couldn't just place a name on it. She looked over her breasts and saw tiny bite marks. She giggled at the realization where they had come from.
Damon.
She shivered and calmed her thoughts. She'd see him soon and she couldn't wait. She wanted his lips on her again.
Yummy! Yummy!
Elena headed towards her closet and opened the doors, wide. She looked over her outfits and saw her jeans, shorts, skirts, tight shirts, long sleeved shirts, tank tops. She looked over them all and felt disgusted with herself. She wanted to look absolutely sexy for Damon. She wanted him to drool, well not drool because that would be gross but she wanted him to take her and want her as much as she wanted him. She reached out and looked over every shirt and bottom.
She was so focused on what to wear for Damon Salvatore that she didn't even hear Stefan Salvatore walk into the room with a cup of orange juice in his hands. She didn't hear him place the drink on the dresser or the clink that it made when it hit the dresser. She didn't even feel his presence as he looked over what she had laid out on the bed. She didn't see his dark green eyes going over the set with lust in his eyes. She didn't see or feel his presence when he walked up behind her, wrapping his arms around her body.
When she did realize that Stefan was behind her, she paid no attention to him. She ignored him as she continued to look for an outfit. She found it and a wicked smile spread across her face when she grabbed at it. It was a tight dark green shirt and skinny jeans, skinny jeans that showed off her curves. A tight shirt that would make her breast bigger than they appear.
"Is this for me? I was okay with you waiting till our honey moon night, but I can...we can just make love. No one will ever know." Elena felt like throwing up at Stefan's words. Was he serious? She tossed the dark green shirt behind her and the skinny jeans, they landed on the bed with such grace and ease. She turned around in Stefan's arms and a smirk came across her face. She had an idea to set him in his place.
She bit her lip and and ran her hands up and down his arms, going over his blah muscles and she rose her knee up higher rubbing it all over him as she tilted her head to the side. She tugged on her lips with her own teeth and ran her tongue over her teeth, all sensual and slow. Her naked breast were pressing up against his black shirt, Elena wanted to slap him. He did not look good in black, but she calmed her thoughts and grabbed his hands running it over her backside. She watched as Stefan's eyes nearly rolled to the back of his head. She was rubbing her legs and body all over him and he was hardening within his pants. She grabbed his pants and unbuckled his pants, ripping out the belt from the loops as she held that sexual smirk on her face. She was trying to distract him while she thought over something cool to say and then as she pushed his pants to the ground and took a quick glance at his member. She wanted to laugh but she didn't. It was no where near Damon's size and she was glad because now she had another reason not to fully touch him. She stepped on her tippy toes and ran her tongue all around his ear lobe and tugged it into her mouth. She pulled back slightly and whispered into his ear. It came to her right then and there and the memory of the phone call, came in front of her like a movie and she opened her mouth and said it all slow and sexual.
"Now, go get that little bitch of yours to finish what I started." She pulled back and looked at him with so much disgust in her eyes that she wanted to knee him in the nads and go ahead and go about her business before she left. She stepped back from Stefan and pushed him away from her. His mouth was open and his eyes were as well. He was stunned and shocked, his body froze at her words. He watched as she walked past him to grab the shirt, the skinny jeans, the bra and panty set. He watched as she made her way into the bathroom and close the door. She locked it as well. He heard the loud click.
It took him several minutes to gain back all that happened. He pulled his pants back up and zipped them up. She knew! She knew! And she was a tease and she was so sexy doing it that he wanted to take down that door and take her against the tile floor but...she was probably pissed and he was going to kill Vicki when he spoke to her again. She had no proof of him cheating so why would Elena believe that over him?
Who would have told her?
She hadn't of had met his brother, so that was out of the question.
The only person who would told her would have been Bonnie but they never met. But he did leave his phone at her house and Elena was listed under, 'Elena, my love' so Bonnie could have found the number and called her. Stefan's cheeks were turning a dark ruby red and it wasn't from him being embarrassed. He was going to hurt Bonnie when he saw her.
His dick throbbed in his pants and he realized that he would do it some other time. He clearly wasn't going to get it from Elena, might as well.
He walked towards the door and looked at the brown door. He wanted to knock on the door and wanted to reassure her that he wasn't cheating but it was no use. He'd catch her later, he'd would have to check on her later. She was not in a listening mood.
"You drove me to this, bitch." He whispered the sentence at the door as if Elena could hear him but he knew that she couldn't. He walked towards the dresser and grabbed his cup of orange juice. He drunk it all down and left the room, heading down the stairs to grab for his keys. He saw that Elena's were in the bowl from when he moved them last night. He picked them up and placed them into his pocket. Elena was not going anywhere today. After he got his dick wet, he was going to come home and talk to her.
He was going to prove that he was not cheating and hurt the person who told on him, very much.
;..;
Elena stepped out of the shower, an hour later. She washed her entire body and her hair. She ran her hands through her hair multiple times as she hummed any song that popped into her head. She couldn't stop singing as she emerged from the shower. She was so lost in thought that when she stepped out of the shower she walked past the clock that read 2:30. She dried her hair off the best as she could. She didn't want it to get tangled so combed her hair thoroughly as she looked in the mirror on top of her dresser. She bit her lip and combed and brushed her hair, thinking over what happened earlier. She couldn't believe that she said that.
"Now, go get that little bitch of yours to finish what I started."
Elena shivered in excitement and ran her fingers through her hair as she hummed along to the beat in her head. She walked over towards the bed and quickly glanced up at the clock. Her eyes opened wide as she saw that it 2:40. She shook her head and walked back towards the bathroom, grabbing her clothes that she decided to wear for the day. She opened up the bra and slid her arms into the holes and giggled at how nice it felt against her breast. She positioned her hands behind her back to clasp the bra together and when she finally got them done after five minutes she looked at herself in the mirror. She looked over her body and the meet between her thighs. How bald she was and how hot she looked. She bit her lip again and whispered to her mirror image, "Damn baby, your kinda fucking hot." She giggled at her words and slapped her hands. She was acting retarded but she was starting to believe it as she slid into the underwear. She twirled in the mirror and thought of Damon running his hands all over her body. The thoughts were deep and distant and she wished that he was right next to her.
She continued to twirl in the mirror going over her body and how it looked. She kept doing so forgetting about the time and she didn't stop till she heard her front door ring. Thinking it was Vicki, probably wondering why she hadn't called her back. She rushed out of the bathroom and out of the floor, running down the steps to reach the door. When she finally reached the door, she un-locked the door in a hurry and flung the door open.
But when she opened the door; it wasn't a woman and it wasn't Vicki. It was a male with blue eyes.
It was Damon.
;..;
Damon stood in the doorway. He was stunned by what Elena was wearing. She had on a red and black panty and bra set. His cock was stirring and growing in his pants and he so wanted to step inside, close the door and lock it behind him, find any flat surface, push her against it and take her right there. Spread her thighs wide and slide into her as she moaned out his name.
Damon just shuddered at the thought.
He wanted to tell her that she looked so fucking sexy but he couldn't get his mouth to move.
"What?" Elena looked at Damon, her eyebrow raising up as she stood there.
Damon stood there frozen until he took a step closer to her. She backed up and gulped. Not sure what to do. She just knew that she wanted him. She parted her lips and stepped on her tippy-toes to reach his ear.
"Let's skip and go phone shopping later." She wasn't sure where all of this confidence and good bitchness was coming from but she was starting to like it. "I want you, Damon. I thought about you all day. Especially in the shower. I couldn't stop thinking about your lips...all over my body." Elena moved her hips from side to side as Damon stood there.
He had only one thought on his brain.
To fuck Elena all over the damn house, but he had to ask.
"Where..."
Elena shushed him by pulling him inside of the house. She kicked the door closed with her foot and Damon reached behind him to lock it. He took a deep breath, his body was shuddering with nerves. Elena knew what he was going to say and yet she didn't let him finish. Which made him smile a little inside. Elena was not thinking about his brother but him. She was thinking about him.
"Don't worry about Stefan. It's just you and me, Damon." She grabbed his hands and placed them on her hips and he pulled her tighter. She nearly groaned at how hard he felt and how much it pressed against her hungry core.
Damon slid his hands down Elena's hips and grasped her firm ass in his hands. He cupped them in his manly hands. He slapped his hands on her ass and Elena bit her lip. It was pain but she felt good about the pain. She ran her hands up his muscled arms. He was wearing a black tank and blue jeans with black boots. She pushed him against the wall and braced her arms by his head. She ran her leg up his thigh and wrapped it around his leg as she did with the other, running it up his leg till that one rested on his hip. Damon moved his hands from her ass and hid them under her thighs as he lifted her up and turned them around till her back hit the wall.
"Kiss me Damon."
Damon looked her in her brown eyes and scanned her eyes for something. He wasn't sure what he was looking for till he reassured himself that this was the start of something and all he had to do in the long-run was find someway for Elena to leave his brother and go for him.
He wasn't a cheater but...he was helping her cheat in the process.
Wasn't he?
He was not.
Maybe.
;..;
Elena coiled her tongue around Damon's tongue and groaned in his mouth as Damon's hands ran over her breast. He was pinching her nipples through the material of the brasseire and it was turning Elena on. She breathed heavily as one of Damon's hands roamed down her body, touching over her flat muscled toned stomach reaching down towards her lace-covered core. He slipped his hands inside and ran it over her slit. He moved his other hand from her breast and made himself promise that he would give them the full attention, they deserved, later. He continued to flick her slit, running his fingers over, feeling how wet she was and loving how wet she was. He used his other hand to unbuckle his belt, pulling down the zipper and pushing his pants down his hips. Elena helped by raising her legs just a little so his pants could fall to the floor. His cock spranged into the air and Damon hissed as the air in the house, caressed him, wrapping around his cock and kissing him.
"I have a condom in my pocket. We can use it, Elena." Damon pulled back and looked at her. Her hair was all over the wall and he saw small kinks and tangles. Her eyes were hazy and slanted and half closed as she looked at him.
Elena shook her head. She didn't want him to put on a condom, but she also didn't want to get pregnant. She wanted and loved kids but she didn't know Damon. She just liked being around him and sleeping with him.
"Wait, will I be able to fill you, with it on?" Damon chuckled for a bit as he steadied himself between her legs.
"The ones I use, you will."
Elena thought it over, thinking over losing the feeling for just a second or pregnant. The losing the feeling won and she nodded her head.
They balanced themselves best as they could as Damon reached to pick up his pants pocket. He dug through each pocket,nearly shredding his pants when he realized that it wasn't in his pockets. He patted himself down and realized he wasn't wearing his button up shirt with the pocket in it. He must have left it in the car when he took it off.
Damn.
"You're very lucky, Elena. I forgot it in the car."
Elena giggled, her breast shaking for a second before the smile on her face turned into a smirk. "Please, continue."
Damon straighten Elena against the wall as he positioned her over his erection. He was dripping with pre-cum. He grabbed the ends of her underwear with one hand, and moved it to the side, holding it there so he could slip inside. He took a deep inhale of breath as did she and then he pushed forward.
His head went forward and he nearly bit into his lip at how tight and wet she was.
Elena's head went back at how good and big, Damon felt.
She couldn't wait to till Vicki. She at least wanted someone to know about what she was doing, besides the naughty.
She was actually having fun in a weird way and it just wasn't about the sex. She enjoyed Damon's company and even though she wanted him and was a dripping wet school girl when he was around, she was glad to have him...
Elena paused and let out a loud cry. Damon grinned, realizing that she was not paying attention.
He had rotated his hips and then pounded against her, positioning her just right so he rubbed up against her clit in wonders.
"Yes...mmmm...Damon..."
Damon pressed her deeper into the wall. Using, just his legs, to hold her up as he grabbed her arms and held her hands by her hand.
Elena closed her eyes and moaned, her moan coming from deep within her body.
She was starting to realize that Damon wasn't hers. They were just two humans who couldn't keep their hands off each other.
That's all it would ever be.
;..;
Damon had on his button-shirt and looked at the condom in his hand as Elena stood beside him. She was in line, talking to the phone clerk about getting and buying another one. He was just there beside her as he looked over the condom wrapper. He was glad that he had didn't have this on him as he planned, the sex they had against the wall and then on the couch was fantastic. Elena was a virgin but she was learning from him well.
He just hoped that she never used any of this on Stefan.
He'd hate himself and he...
He wouldn't be able to hate Elena. She probably was still in love with Stefan and was just probably using Damon because she was not going to touch Stefan.
Damon felt something in his body snap and he was not going to come second best to his brother. He was better than Stefan. He wouldn't cheat on her if she was his. He wouldn't hurt her if she was his.
He would worship her if she was his.
But fate was cruel and if they were meant to be together then it would happened. They would eventually find someway together like in the movies but this wasn't the movies or the books for that matter...it was real life.
But there could be hope.
Right?
"You ready?"
Damon placed the condom wrapper into his pocket and looked at Elena. She was smiling and her hair was held back and up by a clip. She was holding another phone in her hands and it was a deep ocean blue as Damon's eyes. Damon was stunned but he didn't show it. He just played it cool and looked at the phone.
"Yup. So, new number? Same?"
Elena looked at him as they walked out of the phone store.
"It's new. Stefan's bitch had my old number. I hope that bitch sucks on that tiny dick of his..."
As Elena continued to rambled on and on about Stefan and that bitch of his. Damon couldn't help but form a smile on his face.
Elena noticed after they were in the car.
"Why are you smiling?" She was shocked and taken aback by it.
"No. I just think you look cute."
Elena smiled and then continued to ramble on and on till she shushed herself.
There was hope for Damon, just he wait.
Well, for AMBER, you may do as you wish. I really don't mind. I hope this chapter was a lot any fun. If you would like me to put or place any situation in this story, please let me know. I will try my best to fit it in here somewhere. My muse is back and I'm spitting out stories faster than anything.