Chapter Two: Monster
"He licked his lips, Said to me, Girl you look good enough to eat." –Lady Gaga, Monster
Elena's eyes began to flutter as she heard the morning's rain drop against the roof of the Boarding House. She smiled as she felt warm fingers trace over the soft contours of her cheek and jaw. She let out a sigh and snuggled further under the covers. The feeling of the soft blankets around her aching flesh made her feel safe and happy. She licked her dry lips and slowly opened her eyes. She blinked a couple of times trying to clear her vision, but her heart almost jumped out of her chest as she stared into the beautiful green eyes of the man lying next to her.
"Stefan!" She screamed as she shot up straight in bed and pulled the covers around her body. Stefan smiled and looked at her as he sat up on one arm next to her.
"Good morning sexy. You alright?" He asked with a smile, but a slight look of concern flooded his eyes as he watched her reaction to him. Elena looked around Stefan's bedroom and then back at him with a look of confusion on her face.
"Umm…Good Morning. When did you get back?" She asked, flustered as she tried to gather herself. Stefan smiled and leaned back against the headboard with a sigh.
"I got home around four. I saw your car outside and I was surprised that you had waited for me that long. Then I came upstairs and found you passed out in my bed. I guess it was my own fault since I took so long, but I must say that coming home to you in my bed is quite the present." He said with a sexy half smile. Elena nodded and smiled nervously.
"I tried to wait up, but I guess I must have just passed out." She said still trying to figure out what exactly was going on.
"Well I'm just glad you're here. It's good to be home and be able to wake up next to you again." He said softly as he reached out and touched her face. Elena smiled as she looked into his eyes and felt a warmth that she had missed over the past few weeks.
"Me too." She said softly. Stefan leaned forward and gently kissed her lips; he pulled back slightly and looked at her inquisitively.
"Were you drinking last night?" He asked. Elena looked at him, suddenly confused. She shook her head.
"No, why?" She asked as she leaned back against his chest. Stefan laughed softly.
"Oh it's nothing, you just taste like Bourbon." He said.
Elena's body froze against Stefan's and suddenly she felt as if she couldn't breathe. The confusion of the morning now faded into the corners of her mind as the reality of the night before flashed before her eyes. Elena felt her body begin to shake as rushes of heat shot through her and the memories of her night became so real it made her mouth water. Broken images of Damon moved through her mind at lightning speed. She closed her eyes and she was back there again staring into the icy blue eyes of her body's tormentor.
Just eight hours earlier….
Damon ran his fingers through Elena's chocolate brown hair as she leaned back against the hard surface of his bookcase. Elena closed her eyes and swallowed hard in her throat as she tried to remind herself that this whole plan had been her bright idea.
"Do I make you nervous Elena?" Damon asked in a soft, but husky voice. Elena raised her eyes and looked into the beautiful blue eyes that stared into hers with such intensity.
"Yes." She said softly. She had tried to be strong, but ever since she had been led into Damon's bedroom, she found herself growing weaker and weaker by the second.
"Why? You know I am not going to hurt you, right?" He asked as his fingers traced the delicate features of her cheek and jaw. Elena nodded as she tried to concentrate on his words and move her attention from the fiery trails he was tracing on her skin. Finally, she closed her eyes and turned her head to the floor.
"I know Damon, I'm just on edge, I guess." She said softly. Damon smiled and moved slightly closer to her body. He lifted her chin with one of his fingers and looked into her eyes.
"What are you afraid of right now Elena, honestly?" He asked. Elena shook her head.
"I don't know, I just don't want someone else to be disappointed in me." She said. Her honesty shocked even her as she heard her words out loud. Damon looked at her and she saw pain in his eyes as he leaned closer to her face. He lightly brushed his lips against hers and Elena felt a rush of warmth shoot through her body and settle deep in her core. She closed her eyes and tried to focus, this was Damon, and this was a learning experience. It was just a learning experience.
"Elena, relax. Please turn off your brain for one night." He whispered against her skin. His breath moved over her and softly caressed her as nothing had before. She never thought just feeling someone speak against her skin could be so erotic, but the sensation caused an ache deep inside of her that begged for release.
Elena nodded and moved slightly closer to Damon's face. She knew that now was the time for her to pretend she was brave. She swallowed hard, gathered her strength and then leaned up and left a small chaste kiss on Damon's lips. He smiled at her as he watched her move away from him and drop her eyes back to the floor. Damon slowly moved his body closer to her and as he did, Elena felt the bookcase behind her grind into her back. She winced at the slight pain of the wood digging into her skin and reached out and grabbed the front of Damon's shirt to try to steady herself.
The feel of Damon's skin under the thin fabric of his black button down shirt caused Elena's breath to quicken. She looked down and watched as her hand slid slowly down the buttons of his shirt until she reached the buckle of his belt. She swallowed hard and felt her face flush. She couldn't bring herself to look up at Damon, she was too afraid of what his eyes held at that moment and what effect it would have on her.
Finally, Elena reached her hands under the bottom of Damon's shirt and felt his warm skin that was hidden underneath. Slowly she began to unfasten the buttons as she made her way up his chest. Once she had finished with the buttons, she slid her hands over the smooth skin of his stomach and chest and over his shoulders as she slid the shirt off of his body. Once his shirt was lying on the floor, Elena swallowed and moved to return to her gentle exploring. She lifted her hand, but gasped as she felt Damon's tight grip wrap around her wrist. He held her tightly and pressed his body harder against her, pushing her harder against the bookcase. Elena looked up into his eyes in confusion.
"What are you doing Elena? I'm not going to break honey." Damon asked as he moved closer to her. Elena shook her head and let out a flustered sigh.
"I'm sorry, I guess I'm not as feisty as your usual's Damon, but I am trying my best." She said as she felt herself begin to get upset. They had barely gotten five minutes into this and already he was telling her what she was doing wrong.
"See Elena that is your problem. You need to quit trying. Just follow what you want. For once in your life stop overanalyzing everything and just do what you feel." He said his voice now suddenly intense. Elena felt her anxiety grow and her anger begin to build.
"Don't tell me what my problem is Damon. I am fine, you have the problem." She said pulling her wrist out of his grasp.
"Don't tell you what your problem is, Elena? That is exactly what you fucking asked me to do! You are here right now so I can tell you what your problem is! But, since I'm such a nice guy I'll humor you. Please Elena; tell me what my problem is." Damon hissed with slight amusement as he reached out and claimed her wrist once again. Elena struggled against him.
"You are a gigantic ass Damon! That is your fucking problem!" Elena screamed as she struggled against his iron clad grip. Damon watched her struggle and smirked as he heard her heart begin to pick up speed. He pressed himself harder against her so that she wouldn't be able to struggle as much and he moved his lips dangerously close to the soft skin of hers.
"Is that what we need to do Elena? Is that why you always run from me when we fight? Do we need to scream and yell at each other to get that blood flowing?" He said, his evil smile playing on the edges of his lips. Elena huffed and tried to move to the side and out of his grasp, but Damon just pressed forward making it impossible for her to move. He put a hand on each side of her body and caged her against him.
"Come on Elena. Get mad at me! Throw a fit! Act like the spoiled little brat that you are and then maybe we can drop the little virgin school girl act." He said in a sarcastic tone as he raised his voice. Elena stared back at him as anger coursed through her veins.
"God Damon, I don't know what I was thinking! This was a huge mistake! You are such a fucking jerk!" She said as she pushed against his chest trying to get him to move, but he stood still as stone and then slowly dipped his head down so that his mouth was just above her erratically beating pulse.
"God that little heart is about to beat out of your chest, Elena." He said huskily as he licked his lips. He raised his head again and smirked as he looked into her angry chocolate brown eyes.
"How wet does it get you when I scream at you, Elena? Do you fight with me and then run off and fuck him? Whose face do you see when he's on top of you?" Damon shouted in an amused tone. Elena looked at him and felt her blood boil in her veins. How dare he talk to her like that! Who the hell did he think he was? He was supposed to be helping her and instead he was belittling her! She was definitely not going to let this happen, Damon was not winning this round.
Elena gritted her teeth and then as rage flooded over her, she reached out her hand and slapped Damon as hard as she could across his face. Damon turned and looked at her in surprise as she stood before him. He reached up and rubbed his hand over his jaw and stared at her. His eyes were dark, but he wasn't angry, and that's what scared her. Elena's heart beat faster in her chest and she felt adrenaline hit her system quickly and with great intensity.
"You are a self- righteous dick, Damon! You are the last thing in this world that does anything for me! You are merely a body that I am using and that is it!" She spat as she glared at him. Damon growled low in his throat and then slammed his hand against the wall beside her head and Elena jumped as she heard his hand break through the plaster.
"Then use me Elena! If I am just a body that you are using, use me! Take out all that pent up frustration from the fact that you haven't had an orgasm in months and fuck me like you mean it or get out of my fucking room!" He screamed as fire burned in his eyes. Elena stared at him and reached her hand out and swung to hit him again but this time he caught her hand right before it connected with his face. He grabbed her tight in his grip and pulled her roughly against his body. Elena stared into his eyes and the rush that moved through her made her feel almost drunk. It was the most amazing feeling she had ever experienced.
In a second Elena crashed her mouth against Damon's in a heated kiss that even he hadn't expected. She wrapped her body around his and allowed him to lift her from the floor as he began to move them across the room. She tangled her fingers in his hair and pulled his head back roughly as she ran her lips hungrily over the skin of his jaw and throat. Every sound that she pulled from his lips only excited her more and with every touch she needed more. She drug her lips slowly over his skin until she got to the soft center of his throat and then bit into him as hard as she could.
"Christ, Elena" Damon groaned and twisted his fingers tightly into her hair.
Elena felt like an animal was clawing deep inside of her, trying desperately to escape. Everything from the past couple of months rushed over her all at once. The lingering touches, the tension whenever their bodies had been too close, and the deep jealousy that roared inside of her every time another of his bimbo's walked through the door. Months of longing hit her with full force and she clung to Damon as she tried to fulfill everything that she had been denied for so long.
"Fuck, Elena." Damon moaned as Elena's mouth ran over the fresh bite mark on his throat. Elena smiled at the beautiful sounds that were coming from his lips. She kissed and licked every inch of his skin that she could find, but in an instant she felt Damon pull her back slightly. Elena turned to look at him, but suddenly she felt her body jolt backward and within seconds she landed on the softness of Damon's bed. She stared up at him as he stood at the edge of the bed. Her eyes were filled with lust and her breathing was erratic and labored. Damon watched her and couldn't believe that this wasn't all a dream. He finally had her in his bed and all to himself.
"Damon?" Elena purred as she sat up on her knees and then began to crawl across the bed toward him. Damon held in a silent groan as the image of her on her hands and knees in front of him nearly shredded his self-control.
Elena stopped in front of him once she reached the edge of the bed. She sat up on her knees and stared at his body in front of her. She leaned forward and began to kiss and lick up the smooth contours of his stomach and chest. She reached his neck and once again licked her way toward his jaw. When she reached his lips she stopped and looked into his eyes.
"It's starting to get a little warm…would you mind?" She said seductively as she looked down at her still clothed body. Damon barely let her finish her sentence before he grabbed her by the wrists and pulled her up to stand before him on his bed.
Elena stood, now taller than Damon and watched as he slid his hands under her shirt and caressed up her skin until he reached her shoulders. Then in a quick motion he lifted his arms and her shirt was over her head and then on the floor. He then ran his hands back down her body and hooked his fingers in the front of her jeans. Elena felt her body begin to burn as the feel of his hands on her stomach seemed to radiate down through her core.
Damon slowly unzipped the front of Elena's jeans and then slid them down her legs. Elena stepped out of them and then watched as Damon threw them onto the floor. She closed her eyes as she felt Damon's hands slide back up her body and under her bra. She heard a rip and then realized she was topless. Damon ran his hands slowly over her breasts and then lifted his head and took one of her nipples into his mouth.
"Mmmm…" Elena moaned as she felt the wetness of his tongue on her delicate skin. Damon licked over her nipple in long wet strokes and then let his tongue trail over to her other where he continued to lick and nibble at her flesh. Elena moaned under his hands, but tried to keep herself together.
Elena tangled her fingers in Damon's jet black hair and then he raised his eyes to look at her. He didn't say anything, but she watched as he ran his hand down the center of her body and then over the wet fabric of her panties.
"Damon…." She said in a breathy voice as he rubbed his fingers over her panties again.
"Mmm…God I've been waiting for this for a very long time Elena." He said slowly as he continued to rub over her. Elena clenched her jaw and tried to breathe as she tried to focus on his words and not just the exquisite feeling of his hands on the place that had ached to be touched for a very long time.
"You thought about me…like this?" Elena asked breathlessly. She knew that Damon had feelings for her, but for some reason she couldn't imagine Damon fantasizing about anyone, he seemed to always have someone to entertain him when he needed it.
"Yes, Elena, I thought of you like this. I imagined how you would sound when I touched you, how you would feel under my hands, how you would…taste." He said as he swallowed roughly. Elena let out a small moan as she felt Damon's fingers slip under the material of her panties. His warm skin against hers, sent shock waves through her body and she instantly felt a need rise within her that almost hurt. She grabbed ahold of one of his bedposts to try to steady herself.
"You wanted my blood?" She said as she began to feel dizzy. The way he spoke about her taste could only make her believe that he was speaking of a hunger that he had always hid from her. Damon smirked as he looked up at her hungrily.
"No, Elena. When I said I imagined how you tasted, that wasn't quite what I was talking about." He said as he dropped his eyes and moved his hands from her wetness to the sides of her panties where he quickly hooked his fingers and then ripped them away from her skin. Elena groaned as she stared down at him.
Damon moved in front of her body and looked up at her. His head came to about her waist and his eyes glistened in the moonlight that shone through the window. He began to run his hands over her sides and down the flat plane of her stomach. He slid his hand down and slid it over the delicate skin of her core and then slowly over her swollen clit.
"Oh…God." Elena said as she gripped the bed post. Damon's eyes locked on her.
"God you're wet. Does that feel good, Elena?" He asked, his voice was rough and dripped with sex. It made her nervous the effect that he was having on her. She had only been in his room for a short while and she was already beginning to forget the real reason she was there.
"Yes, please don't stop." Elena whimpered as she reached down and steadied herself on his shoulder. Damon smiled and slowly pushed one of his fingers deep inside of her. She moaned and he had to move slightly to steady her body as he felt her begin to shake.
"Damon, fuck." She moaned. Damon smiled and pushed in another finger and then curled them gently inside of her. Elena felt the world stop moving. The pure ecstasy that began to wash over her was stronger than anything she had ever felt before. She suddenly wanted to beg, plead or crawl on her knees for Damon. She wanted to do anything so that he wouldn't stop.
"Damon you were right." Elena gasped as she pushed herself harder against his hand. Damon leaned down and kissed her lower stomach, but didn't cease his movements inside of her.
"Well, I can't hear that enough, but what exactly was I right about this time?" He said with a smirk. Elena felt as if she was going to black out from the feeling he was giving her. His fingers were deep inside of her and with every touch she felt like she was going to explode, but just as she thought she would go over the edge he would slow down and continue his torture.
"It's been months. It's been four months. I haven't….in four months." Elena stopped as she gasped for air. Damon stared at her but only pushed into her harder.
"You haven't what in four months baby?" He asked with a smile, he knew exactly what she was trying to say, but he needed to hear her say it. Elena let out a moan as her body flooded with pleasure.
"I haven't come in four months. The closest I've come was…" She stopped. The pleasure was exquisite and she felt herself nearing the edge, but she didn't know exactly how stupid she should be tonight. Giving Damon any kind of information that he could use against her later was a mistake. He might be giving her pleasure now, but he had been known to take it away just as much and just as fast.
"When, when was the closest Elena?" He said as he twisted his fingers inside of her and pushed harder. He wrapped his other hand around her hip and pulled her closer to him. Elena felt her body burn and she felt as if when she did orgasm it was going to rip her apart. She bit her lip, so to not say something stupid, but then he just moved his hand and gently rubbed his thumb over her clit. Elena groaned and suddenly she would have told him anything. Fuck compulsion, he didn't need it. She would've given away secrets to anything he wanted in that moment as long as he didn't stop.
"The night that Stefan brought me here and you were outside in the hall talking on your phone while we were in his bed…" She stammered. She couldn't say this; this was too embarrassing even during an act like this. But Damon leaned down and bit her stomach and she felt her muscles tighten.
"Yes…" He purred against her stomach.
"I listened to your voice and I almost came, but you left, god you fucking left." Elena moaned as her senses started to all run together. The room around her was spinning, all the blood had drained from her head and she felt like she couldn't breathe. Damon smiled against her skin and then looked up at her.
"Well then it seems I owe you an apology." He said softly and then in an instant Elena felt Damon's mouth on the delicate skin of her core. She screamed, but no sound came out. His wet tongue ran lines over her clit while his fingers still moved inside of her. He licked small circles over her small bundle of nerves and moaned as he tasted her for the first time.
"Damon, God. Don't stop. Please…please." She begged as she felt his tongue run down her clit again and then down the inside of her thigh. She tangled her fingers in his hair and pulled his head back. He looked at her and licked his lips.
"You taste fucking amazing. But don't interrupt me again." He said roughly and jerked his head away and then crushed his mouth against her again.
Elena moaned and ground her hips against his mouth as she felt the pleasure radiate through her body. Nothing had ever felt this good in her entire life. He brought her higher and higher every second, but just as she was about to explode he stopped and started somewhere else so that she ached so badly she wanted to offer a sacrifice to him to end the pain.
Damon moaned as he felt Elena come closer to her release. Her juices flowed into his mouth and it was a taste that not even the most intoxicating blood could measure up to. He ran his hand down her leg and then lifted it up on his shoulder. He pulled his hand from her and then locked both of his hands behind her so he could hold her up. He had been waiting two years to do this, he was going to make her come and he was going to taste every part of it.
"Damon, ohh…" Elena moaned as she looked down and realized he was practically holding her in the air. In an instant she felt him crawl onto the bed and lower her back until she hit the softness of his pillows. Elena twisted her fingers in the sheets as she felt his mouth hit her body once again.
It took only a moment for Elena to lose whatever shred of control that she was still holding onto. As Damon ran his mouth over her, she finally felt the tidal wave begin to crash down on her. She tangled her fingers in Damon's black hair and tried to steady herself, but even she knew that it was no use.
"Damon, I'm…." Elena screamed as she arched her back toward him and nearly lifted the top half of her body off the bed. Damon moaned as he gripped her hips hard enough to leave a bruise and only continued to work his mouth over her with more intensity than before.
Elena moaned and clutched the bed sheets as her orgasm began to violently rip through her. Her lower stomach tightened and began to contract hard enough that it almost hurt. She screamed and ripped at Damon's hair as she ground her hips against his mouth. The pleasure he gave her was so satisfying that it was painful and she wasn't sure if she wanted to beg him for more or to stop.
After a few moments, the pulses that shot through Elena's body began to slow and her heart returned to a less erratic pace. Damon kissed the side of her thigh and then slowly crawled up her body and to her lips. He leaned down and gently kissed her.
Elena kissed him feverishly and then ran her hands down the soft tight skin of his chest and stomach. She ran her hands over the zipper of his jeans and smiled up at him.
"These are in my way." She said as she slowly lowered his zipper and slid her small hand inside. Damon moaned as he felt her hand move over his hard shaft.
"God Elena, I am going to fuck you senseless." He moaned as he shrugged his jeans down his hips. Elena licked her lips as she stared at him.
"Anything you say." She said softly. Damon smiled and shook his head.
"That is a very dangerous thing to say." He said and then suddenly she felt him push slowly inside of her. It only took a moment and she felt her world shatter at her feet.
The moment that Damon moved inside of her Elena felt her world spin out of control. She had never felt so complete in all her life. Damon pushed deep inside of her and breathed heavy against her skin. With every movement he touched her in a place she had never been touched before and with every kiss she felt her body needing more. He quickened his pace and Elena felt her body tighten.
"Damon…" She breathed as she closed her eyes and arched her body against him. Damon slid his hand down her hip and pulled her even closer to him as he ground against her. Elena clenched her muscles and wrapped her legs around him.
"Fuck, Elena." Damon groaned, as he dropped his head and tried to hold onto his sanity. Elena pushed her hips against his harder and then reached her hand out and lifted his head.
"Bite me." She said softly as she looked at him. Damon smiled and shook his head.
"Elena, you want that right now because you're high on your first orgasm in four months. I know you; you don't want me to bite you." He said as he closed his eyes and continued to move against her. He loved the idea of sinking everything he had into Elena, but the last thing he wanted was regret in the morning.
"Please Damon, this is what I want." She begged as she arched her body toward him again. Damon pushed harder inside of her. His need was growing and her pleading was not helping his decision making skills.
"Elena, come on." He said as he tried to formulate an argument but didn't have one. Elena arched her body toward him again as she felt another wave begin to move over.
"Damon please…taste me. I want all of you inside of me, please Damon." She begged as she continued to grind against his hips. Damon felt his fangs begin to push roughly against his gums. He wanted to give her everything she wanted, but he also didn't want to hurt her.
"Please Damon, I need this. I need you." Elena moaned as she ran her nails roughly down his back. At the sound of Elena's words, Damon felt his self-control break and then shatter into a million pieces on the floor.
Elena arched her neck and Damon leaned down and licked a long wet line over the thick vein that protruded from her neck. He licked over it again and again until he felt the blood rushing through it under his tongue. He thrust deep inside of her and quickened his pace as he braced himself by gripping the headboard. Elena moaned as he rode her harder and then when he felt her tighten against him, he dipped his head and sank his fangs deep inside her throat.
Elena moaned and screamed as her body tightened and pleasure ripped through her. Her orgasm became more intense as she felt Damon drink her in more deeply and the bittersweet pain of his teeth ripping at her flesh consumed her. Elena twisted her fingers in Damon's hair as she felt him reach his edge and he moaned against her neck. She pulled his hair harder as she moved against him and then felt his body begin to shake as he finally lost control. Damon moaned and sank his fangs slightly deeper in her skin as he finally came hard inside her. Elena groaned and held him close to her as they both road out the pulses of pleasure that moved over them.
After a moment Damon slowly pulled away and gently licked the blood from Elena's neck. He pulled back and looked at her. She was staring at him and panting hard against his skin.
"Did I hurt you?" He asked as he tried to catch his breath. Elena shook her head and she leaned up and kissed the blood from his lips. The second her lips hit his and she tasted her blood on his lips, need ripped through her body once again. She wanted more, she needed more.
"Elena, hold on honey." Damon said as he pulled back from her lips. Elena looked at him confused.
"What, what's wrong?" She asked as she stared at his face and continued to move her hands over his body. He smiled and motioned toward the bedside table.
"As much as I hate to say this, it's three-thirty in the morning. Saint Stefan will be home any minute. I highly doubt you want him to find you here." He said with a smile. Elena nodded. The reality of why she had been in his bed crashed down around her. She knew she needed to pull it together and stop acting like a horny teenager with no self-control.
"Oh sorry, yeah, I should get dressed." She said as she looked around Damon's trashed bedroom, trying to find her clothes. Damon smiled and ran his finger down her cheek.
"Please don't apologize Elena. But I do need you to do one thing for me." He said as he looked into her eyes.
"What?" She asked as she gained control of her breath and her pulse finally returned to normal. Damon smiled and raised his wrist to his mouth. He bit down deep into his skin and then moved it to her mouth.
"You need to drink. We don't want anyone seeing that." He said as he smiled and motioned to her neck. Elena reached up and ran her fingers over the deep indentations on her neck. She closed her eyes. She wanted to keep them, she wanted to look at them and remember that he had done it. She shook herself from her thoughts and faked a smile.
"Of course." She said trying to swallow all the emotion that had become so incredibly raw in the past couple of hours.
Elena lowered her head and pressed her lips gently to the wound in Damon's wrist. His blood flowed into her mouth quickly and she couldn't help but moan as it slid down her throat. She had expected his blood to taste bitter or coppery, but he tasted sweet and tangy like a fine wine. She drank quicker as need began to surge through her body once again. She tried to fight it but she couldn't. She wrapped her fingers around Damon's wrist and groaned as she held it to her lips and drank faster.
"Elena….God." Damon moaned as she felt the muscles in his arm tense. She wanted to make him feel good, she needed to make him feel good, she drank faster.
"Elena…..Elena….you have to slow down Elena." Damon's voice said softly as she felt his fingers caress her hair. She nodded her head, but didn't move. He tasted too good, she wanted it too bad.
"Elena, stop sweetie. Elena!" He said in a stern voice and then pulled her head from his arm. Elena looked at him and saw the mix of emotions on his face. He looked turned on, concerned and angry all at once. She breathed heavily and then saw him smile. She dropped her eyes to the floor, suddenly embarrassed.
"Elena, God damn." He said with a small laugh. Elena looked up and smiled lightly and then wiped her fingers across her mouth. She licked her fingers and then looked back at Damon.
"I should go." She said as reality threatened to crash around her once again. Damon nodded and stood from the bed. She watched as he moved from the bed to retrieve their clothes. He looked like a Greek sculpture. His body was so beautiful and just watching him move made her want to touch him again. She shook her head; obviously her orgasm had shattered her good judgment. This was Damon, and Stefan would be home any minute. Stefan.
Quickly, Elena stood and moved to the edge of the bed and gathered her clothes as Damon got dressed. She threw on the parts of her clothing that hadn't been ruined and then looked at Damon before she turned to walk toward the door. She was confused on what to say to him, given what had just happened, but then she remembered the entire purpose to all of this and turned back to him.
"Damon?" She asked in a quiet voice. He looked up from zipping his jeans and smiled.
"Yes?" He purred. Elena looked at the floor.
"So, what's wrong with me?" She asked her voice suddenly serious.
In a blur of motion Damon moved and suddenly he was standing in front of her. He reached one of his warm fingers under her chin and lifted her eyes to his. She stared into the beautiful blue orbs that seemed to hold more emotion in them than her whole body had ever felt in her entire life. He stared at her for a moment and then finally a twisted grin came across his lips.
"Your boyfriend is an idiot. That, Elena that is what is wrong." He said in a completely serious tone. Elena looked at him and swallowed and then jumped from her trance as she heard the front door open. She turned and looked at Damon as he nodded and she quietly opened the door and sprinted across the hall to Stefan's room.
Elena slipped quickly under the covers of Stefan's bed. She closed her eyes and suddenly the reality of what had just happened crashed around her. She had just slept with Damon. She had done it because she wanted to be better for Stefan, but something had happened somewhere along the line that was now scaring her in a way she couldn't explain. She liked it and she liked it a lot.
OK, I know that was a whole lot of smuttiness, but I do promise this story has a plot, it just has a lot of smut to go with that plot lol. Hope you all enjoyed it, this story isn't quite as serious as some of my others. Let me know what you think, please read and review. -Nikki