Chapter 8: Bloodstream
"I think I might've inhale you
I could feel you behind my eyes
You gotten into my bloodstream
I could feel you floating in me."
It was nearly eight o'clock that evening when Elena finally returned to the Boarding House. She had done everything in her power to avoid the eyes of both Salvatore brothers on a day when she didn't think she could bear any questions or inquisitive looks. She had spent her morning with Caroline, her afternoon with Bonnie, and finally the early part of her evening walking through the neighborhood, admiring the beauty of Mystic Falls that she often took for granted.
By the time the sun set on the sleepy town, Elena finally began to make her way back to the Boarding House and prayed that she had already missed Stefan. After hiding from him the night before and now dodging him all day, she didn't want to have to answer the questions that she knew would be waiting for her. As she turned and began the walk up the long driveway she noticed that only one car sat in front of the large beautiful home and that was a midnight blue Mustang. Elena swallowed hard as she thanked God that Stefan was gone, but cursed herself for willingly walking in to the evil that she knew awaited her.
By the time Elena opened the front door to the house, she noticed that there was not a soul to be seen. The entire downstairs was shadowed in darkness and not even the fire place burned to light her way. Slowly, she closed the door behind her and awkwardly made her way up the long staircase simply by feel and memory. When she reached the top of the stairs she saw a faint orange glow coming from underneath Damon's bedroom door. She held her breath and prayed that if maybe she just snuck to Stefan's bedroom, she wouldn't have to go into Damon's and make her life any more difficult.
Slowly and quietly, Elena tiptoed down the hall and ever so gently grabbed the doorknob to Stefan's bedroom. She turned the knob and just as she felt the door give way and begin to open, she heard a door open behind her.
"You can't sneak past a vampire Elena. I could smell you before you got out of your car." Damon's voice mused from behind her. Elena let out a breath and slowly turned around.
"I thought you were asleep. I didn't want to bother you." She lied as she dropped her eyes to the ground. Damon laughed low in his chest and she saw his feet move closer to her as she refused to look up just yet.
"Yes, Elena. I told you to come to my room tonight because I wanted you to admire my sleeping skills. You don't have to be nervous; I'm not going to…" He stopped and Elena looked up and saw the smile that twisted across his lips. She smiled as she realized what he was going to say.
"Well, I probably shouldn't make promises I can't keep. Let's just say I will be nice." He said as he smirked. Elena nodded and pushed herself away from Stefan's door.
"Come on." Damon said softly as he reached his hand out to her. Elena paused for a moment and stared at his hand. Something about his gesture was so intimate and soft, something that she had rarely seen from him. But, after a moment she sighed and slipped her hand in his and let him lead her down the hall to his bedroom.
When Elena crossed the threshold into Damon's room she took in a very different view of a room she had been in a million times. Damon's bedroom was filled with the soft warm glow of fire that came from nearly a hundred white candles. The beautiful glow illuminated the room in a way that made it feel as if it were something out of a dream or at the very least a Harlequin romance novel. Slowly, Elena turned and looked back at Damon who leaned casually against his closed bedroom door watching her.
"What's all this?" She asked as she felt her stomach begin to flutter. Damon smiled and pushed himself away from the door. He slowly began moving toward her and shrugged his shoulders as he looked around the room.
"This is what you need, Elena. This is how you are going to finally learn to turn off your brain and learn how to simply enjoy the person you are in bed with and not worry about everything else." He said softly. Elena tilted her head and looked at him sideways.
"Candles? That was all I needed?" She asked in a slightly amused tone. Damon smiled and shook his head. He moved past a table that sat in the middle of the room, slid something into his hand and then continued to move toward her.
"No, not candles. Candles are simply here for…ambiance. What you need is to have your ability to overanalyze taken away, so that you cannot focus on things that do not matter. I am going to take that away." He said softly as his burning blue eyes met hers. Elena stared at him and immediately felt fear move through her. Was he going to compel her? That was the only thing she could think of that would definitely take away her worries and that was just simply not happening.
"Damon, what are you….?" She started, but before she could finish Damon lifted his hand that had been behind his back and a long black scarf dangled from his fingertips. Elena swallowed hard as a new fear moved through her body.
"What exactly is that and what exactly do you think you are going to do with it?" She asked as she moved back slightly and felt her body begin to tremble. Damon smiled as he moved closer.
"Calm down, Elena. It is just a scarf. I am not going to tie you up or strangle you or bite you and force you to wear it so just relax." Damon said as he stopped just in front of her. Elena looked up at him, questions filling her eyes.
"Then what are you going to do with it?" She asked quietly. Damon let out a sigh and locked her gaze.
"I am going to put it over your eyes and the only thing that will guide you tonight will be my voice and my touch." He said in a low and almost dangerous tone. Elena swallowed. His words swirled in her brain and finally she shook her head.
"No, I am not letting you blindfold me Damon. I can't do that, I mean…." She rambled and it sounded as if she was reasoning more with herself than Damon. Finally he smiled and slipped his fingers under her chin and lifted her head slightly to meet his eyes.
"Do you trust me, Elena?" He asked softly. Elena sighed and thought back to the countless times that Damon had saved her life. She thought back to the night he promised he would always choose her, the night he said he would never leave her again and of course the day he had agreed to this whole thing when she knew deep inside he had feelings for her that made doing what he was doing a million times harder. She thought back to the night before as she clung to his body in the alley and let him drink from her when she knew he might not be able to stop, but somehow, he had stopped and fed her his blood to heal her. She stared into those icy blue pools of light and knew that of all the things she had been unsure of the past few days; the answer to this particular question was one she would never falter on.
"Yes Damon, I trust you." She whispered. Damon nodded and then slowly moved closer to her. He leaned down and gently placed a closed mouthed kiss on her lips. He pulled back slightly as Elena felt the heat to move over her and smiled as he looked in her eyes.
"I will never hurt you Elena, but tonight I am going to give you something that is going to scare you and I need you to be ready for that alright?" He asked. His voice was low, serious and filled with danger. Elena nodded.
"What do I do if I'm scared?" She asked quietly. She felt like a child asking her father what to do or a broken woman sitting in a confessional of a church, but she couldn't help herself. She felt entranced by his eyes, drawn to the danger of his words and pulled to his electric force. Damon reached his hand down and intertwined his fingers with hers.
"Hold on to me." He said softly. Elena nodded and swallowed hard in her throat. Something was very different about Damon tonight and she didn't know what it was. He seemed raw, unguarded and real. For the first time since she had met him he seemed…human.
After Damon made sure that Elena was slightly calmer, he lifted his hands and placed the onyx scarf over her eyes. He tied it gently behind her head and in an instant the world went dark. Even though Elena hadn't moved she felt disoriented and out of place. She felt her breathing begin to quicken as she realized that now she had to rely on only her other senses to get her through whatever Damon had in store for her that night. In case he hadn't noticed she was human, those heightened senses he had, didn't really apply to her.
"How do you feel?" Damon asked softly and she could tell that he had already picked up on her anxiety.
"Nervous." She said carefully. She heard Damon laugh slightly.
"Well that would be expected. Alright, now what are you thinking about?" He asked in a slightly amused voice.
"The fact that I can't see you and I wonder what your face looks like while you are staring at me in this blind fold." She said quickly. Damon laughed again.
"You are going to make this difficult I can tell." He said quietly and then suddenly Elena felt the cool touch of Damon's finger run across her bottom lip. A shiver ran through her body as he repeated the motion with his thumb over her top lip. Elena's breathing slightly quickened.
"What are you thinking about now?" He asked softly. Elena let out a breath.
"Your mouth." She whispered. Silence.
"What about my mouth?" He asked his voice now slightly husky.
"What it tastes like when you kiss me." She continued.
"What does it taste like, Elena?" He asked and she felt his body move slightly closer to hers.
"Bourbon, vanilla and sex." Elena said quickly. Damon laughed low in his chest once again and Elena smiled.
"How does one taste like sex?" He asked and she felt his body move closer to her once again.
"You taste like what I thought sex would be like when I was younger. You taste hot, wet and addictive. You taste like adrenaline." Elena said as he words began to come out quicker. Silence once again. Then Elena felt the brush of Damon's lips against hers. They were soft, full and increasingly warm as they moved slowly over hers. She felt the softness of his breath move over her skin as he simply let his mouth linger on hers.
"Tell me what it feels like when I kiss you." He whispered against her mouth as he continued tracing her supple curves with his own. Elena swallowed.
"Fire. It feels like pure fire. Your lips hit mine and instantly heat burns through my whole body, my veins rush with blood, my heart pounds in my chest, my skin gets so hot that my clothes feel uncomfortable and the thought of the kiss ending makes me want to chain you to me so you can't move." Elena breathed as her heart now furiously pounded against her chest.
The second the last word left Elena's lips she felt Damon's mouth crash down on hers. The hunger inside of him claimed her and he furiously fed at her lips as if he needed it to survive. Elena moaned against his mouth and reached up and tangled her fingers in his thick locks. She pulled him as close to her as she could as she felt the fire she had spoken of only moments before hit her veins in a rush of heat that burned her to her core.
Elena felt Damon's hand move from her face down her body and finally rest on her hips. He gripped her tightly as his mouth continued to caress hers and then slowly began to back her across the room. Elena stumbled slightly and felt Damon smile against her lips.
"I've got you." He said softly against her mouth and Elena just nodded and continued to let him move them. Once they reached the foot of the bed, Damon pulled his mouth from Elena's. She felt his hands move up under the thin material of her red sweater and then slowly he pulled it up over her head. Elena let out a breath as she suddenly felt her bare flesh grazed by the light breeze in the room. Damon's hands moved slowly down her stomach and then she felt him unbutton the top button of her jeans. Her body trembled more as she felt him tug them down her hips and then pull them off of her completely.
"Don't be nervous, I've seen you naked before Elena." Damon said and even though she couldn't see him, she could hear the smirk just from his voice. Elena nodded.
"I know, I just feel much more on display since I can't see you." She said as she tried to steady herself.
"You can see me Elena; you just can't see me the way you're used to. You can see me in your mind and you can feel me with your body. Don't focus on what is being taken from you; focus on what is being given." Damon said softly and then Elena felt her mind spin. She remembered the thoughts that had run through her head as she sat on the bathroom floor that morning. The thoughts of giving herself to Damon the way she had and him taking it from her and possibly using it against her later, but she had been wrong. Everything that she had given to Damon had meant something to him, it had meant more than she realized. She gave herself to him and now he was giving something to her. Elena swallowed and tried to suck back the emotion and remember where she was. She was not to overthink things tonight, she was to feel.
Elena lifted her hands slowly and ran her fingertips over the soft cotton of Damon's shirt. If she remembered correctly, he had been wearing a dark grey T-shirt when he had led her into his bedroom, so she tried to picture it as she ran her hands over the material. She took in the soft feeling of the fabric and the feel of the hard corded muscles that lay just beneath it. Slowly, she slid her hands down to the top of Damon's jeans and then slipped her fingers under the shirt. She pushed it up over his body and then allowed him to help her pull it all the way off. She moved her fingers back down the hard planes of muscles that tangled down Damon's body. She traced the muscles of his chest, the cords that ran down his stomach and the ripples of strength that laced up his sides.
"What are you thinking about now?" Damon asked softly as to not interrupt her travels.
"How you feel under my hands. How smooth your skin is, how strong your body is. How it feels when you are against me." She whispered as slid her hand down to the top of his jeans. She felt Damon's hand gently fold over hers.
"Not yet sweetie. Lay back on the bed for me." He said as he moved closer to her. Elena reached her hands back and made sure the bed was still as close as she thought it had been and then she slowly lowered herself down. She scooted up the bed until she felt the softness of his pillows and then shakily she laid back.
For a moment, Elena wondered if Damon had left. The silence was deafening as she laid in the comfort of his bed and waited for him to do whatever it was he had planned. Just before she thought to call for him, she felt him gently touch her ankle. It took Elena by surprise and she quickly jerked her leg and gasped quietly.
"Relax Elena, just feel me. Concentrate on where I am and what I am doing. That is the only place that mind of yours is to go, OK?" He whispered deeply. Elena nodded.
Elena felt Damon's lips gently touch the thin skin of her ankle as the bed shifted from his weight. She imagined he was on his knees at the foot of the bed and lifting her ankle to his mouth. That is what it felt like anyway. His lips continued up the soft skin of her calf and then stopped at the crook of her knee. She felt his tongue slowly lick the inside of her knee and then begin a trail of wet fire up her now trembling thigh.
"Mmmm…." Elena moaned as she felt the fire of his mouth beginning to claim her body. Damon's breath hit her skin harder the higher he moved.
"Tell me how it feels Elena." Damon purred against the skin of her thigh as he slowly ran his teeth over her. Elena moaned.
"It feels good. Really good." She said quickly as she bit back moans as his mouth continued to move.
"Explain it to me." He whispered. Elena swallowed.
"Warm, it feels warm and wet and it leaves tingles over my body that surge inside me and makes me want to beg you to stop torturing me." She said as her voice slipped slightly higher. She felt Damon smile against her thigh as he moved higher and then twisted her leg slightly she he could kiss up her hip.
"And why don't you beg me then?" He asked.
"Because I don't want it to end." Elena moaned as she felt his teeth scrap against her hipbone.
It took a moment, but Elena felt Damon's body weight shift and suddenly he was back down at her feet. He once again moved slowly up her body, only on the opposite side, and kissed and licked wet trails of fire over her trembling leg. Once he reached her hip once again he moved up to her stomach. He slowly ran his tongue over the soft curve of her side, the long expanse of her abs and then up to her ribcage. Elena reached down as she felt him nearing her chest and tangled her fingers in his hair. She ran her fingers down the side of his face and over the harsh angle of his jaw. She could tell that he was looking at her, when Damon Salvatore looked at you, you knew it blind folded or not.
"You're beautiful, you know that?" Elena whispered as her fingers continued to trace his features. Damon let out a breath and tilted his head so he could kiss her palm.
"You're blindfolded; I will not accept that as a compliment at this time." He said with a slight laugh. Elena smiled.
"Your beauty isn't just vision Damon, it's a feeling. I can feel it whether I can look at you or not." She whispered. Silence filled the air and Elena wondered if she had said too much. Something about having one of her senses taken from her was heightening her others to the point where her emotions were becoming raw and inescapable. She wanted to lie and protect herself, but she didn't feel that she had the power or capability.
After a moment of silence, Elena felt Damon's hand slip behind her back and unsnap her bra. In a second it was off her body and she heard it hit a hard surface somewhere across the room. A moment later she felt Damon's lips curve around one of her nipples and instantly her back arched and her hand tangled in his hair.
"Oh god." She moaned as she felt his wet tongue slid over her sensitive skin. Damon's tongue swirled around her breast as his hand gently stroked the other. When he had tortured one enough he moved to the other and began all over again. Elena writhed on the pillow as she felt the sensations burn through her body and settle deep in her core.
A few seconds later, Elena felt Damon's body move higher up her body. His mouth hit her collarbone roughly and then he began to kiss and lick his way slowly up the beautiful arch of her neck. He stopped just over her jugular and breathed against her pounding pulse.
"Does it make you nervous when I am near your throat, Elena?" Damon whispered against her skin. Elena shook her head.
"No." She whispered.
"Then why did your heart beat jump up so quickly?" He asked as he ran his tongue slowly over the throbbing vein. Elena shivered as breathing began to become difficult.
"It excites me." She said softly. Damon's fingers touched the side of her chin and slowly tilted her head toward the other side of the room, leaving her neck and throat completely exposed to him. He licked slowly up the pulsating vein and nipped lightly at her ear.
"What about it excites you?" He asked softly. Elena let out a shaky breath as she licked her lips.
"That I know at any second you could sink your teeth into me and finally give me the feeling that makes me crave you even more. The feeling of power and surrender all at the same time. The feeling that I had never felt before I stepped into your bedroom the other night." She whispered as her body shook harder. Damon's breath hit her skin faster and she could tell that she had either excited him or scared him and since she knew that Damon Salvatore didn't get scared, she figured it was the earlier.
"I can give you a feeling of power and surrender Elena that is much more intense than what I gave you the other night. I just need you to remember about what I said earlier." He said with a hint of caution in his voice. Elena swallowed and nodded as she remembered his warning about being scared.
"I remember, just touch me Damon." She begged as she reached out for his hand. A moment later she felt Damon's warmed fingers wrap around hers and then she felt him sink back down her body.
Damon's cool breath hit the hot wet material of Elena's panties and set her body on fire without evening touching her. After a moment she felt his fingers hook in the sides and then slowly pull them from her shaking legs. She felt the warmth of Damon's touch move over her delicate wet flesh and heard the low groan that seemed to escape from someone deep inside of him was so beautiful she felt her heart begin to beat faster.
"Do you like how it feels when I touch you here?" He asked his voice low and filled with lust.
"Yes. God yes." Elena moaned as she felt his fingers gently slip over her clit. Damon groaned again.
"Do you think about me doing this, when I am not around?" He asked as he began to rub slow circles over the bundle of nerves that throbbed between her legs. Elena swallowed and moaned as she arched her back.
"Yes." She whispered. Damon sped up his motion.
"Does it make you wet?" He asked.
"Yes Damon." She moaned as she lifted her hips closer toward his hand.
"Do you touch yourself when you think of me now?" He asked, his voice had gotten so low she could barely hear it anymore.
"Yes." Elena groaned as she slid her hand up his arm and dug her nails into his skin. She felt his arm tense under her and she licked her lips at the thought of his muscles flexing and the vision of the beautiful thick veins that wrapped around his defined flesh.
"Do I make you cum?" He asked, his voice was slightly strained and she could hear the desire in his tone.
"God, yes." She moaned as she twisted under his hand.
"What are you thinking about now, Elena?" Damon asked as he rubbed his thumb over her now dangerously wet core.
"Your mouth." She whispered as she lifted her hips again.
"Where do you want my mouth baby?" He asked, his voice dripped with need.
"On my body." She groaned. Damon's fingers moved faster.
"Where on your body baby?" He asked, his voice was desperate but powerful, a combination she never knew existed.
"Here." She said as she slid her hand down her body and over his hand that worked over her wet core.
There was silence for a moment and then she felt the weight of the bed shift again. In a moment she felt the wet softness of Damon's mouth as it came in contact with her clit. She writhed under him as he moved slowly over all of the places that had begged to be touched since the last time his mouth had been on her. She dug her fingers into the strong muscles of his shoulders as he moved over her painfully slowly and then in a fast blur that almost sent her through the roof. He worked her up until she almost fell apart and then brought her back down to his torture. Just as Elena felt a wave of overwhelming pleasure begin to hit her body, she felt Damon's mouth move away from her body. He wrapped his fingers around her hips and then breathed heavily against her skin.
"Are you ready?" He asked in between pants. Elena slid her hand down and laced it between Damon's fingers that gripped her hips. She didn't say anything she just nodded.
There was silence and then Elena felt Damon's tongue slide slowly against the innermost part of her thigh. He untangled one of his hands from hers and then slowly rubbed his fingers over her clit once again. Elena dropped her head back on the pillow as she felt her body tightening once again and then in a flash her body nearly ripped in two.
Elena felt Damon's teeth sink deep into the skin of her thigh as he pushed two of his fingers deep inside her core. He curved his fingers and pressed against her G-Spot as he sank his teeth deeper into the soft flesh that trembled beneath him. Elena cried out, but it wasn't a cry of pain. Intense pleasure swept over her body as she felt her muscles tightly contract and her orgasm rip through her. Waves crashed over her entire being and shook her deep inside until she felt as if she would melt into a pool beneath Damon's hands. He drank slowly from her and moaned with every drop of her he tasted. With every move of his mouth her body collapsed more around him and her orgasm soon became nearly painful as it continued to rip her to shreds. Damon's fingers dug into her hip as his other hand continued to work her core. She shuttered as he twisted his fingers again and licked over the bite mark as another wave crashed down around her.
"Damon, oh my god, please." She begged as she felt tears in her eyes. She didn't know what was happening to her, she was coming undone. This was too real, it was too intense, and it was too much.
Damon licked over the bite mark one more time and then she felt his body move slowly over hers once again. Her body trembled beneath his and she lifted her hands to find his face. Once she had his face in her hands she quickly brought his lips to hers and kissed him deeply as she then ran her hands down his body to the top of his jeans.
"I need to feel you." She whispered softly as she unbuttoned his jeans and began ripping them down his hips. Damon shrugged them down and pressed her harder onto the bed.
"Are you alright?" He asked breathlessly as she felt his fingers run over her damp cheek. He felt her tears, she was sure of it.
"Yes, please Damon. I need you." Her words were frantic, her need was consuming and her mind was blank. She couldn't form a sentence and it scared her. She needed him more than she needed oxygen and she needed him now.
Elena felt Damon's breathing pick up as he once again crushed his lips against hers. She tasted the coppery flavor of her blood on his tongue and it only excited her more. She lifted her hips and met his as he began lowering himself to her. He pushed her harder against the mattress once again and then slowly pushed himself deep inside of her.
"Damon!" She gasped as she felt him move all the way inside of her. Damon groaned.
"Damn Elena." He moaned as he began to slowly move inside her. Elena felt everything. For the first time she felt everything. She felt the hard curve of his hipbone as it thrust against hers. She felt the tightness of his bicep as she dug her fingernails into his flesh. She felt the smooth feel of his skin as his body moved against hers. She felt it all, every agonizingly beautiful sensation of being with him she experienced and it felt so good it hurt.
"I want to look at you." Elena whispered as she looked up to where she imagined Damon's face to be. There was a silence and then she felt his hand move behind her head and quickly untie the knot and slip the scarf over her head.
She saw him. She saw the icy blue pools of electricity that had haunted her for the past year, she saw the jagged angle of his jaw, the tight muscles of his neck, the strength of his chest, the corded muscles of his stomach, the power of his body, the curve of his lips and the agonizingly addictive stare that he gave her as he moved on top of her. She saw it all, and it was too much.
Elena's body began to shake as her senses overloaded all at once. Her breathing quickened and her body tightened. She dug her fingernails deeper into Damon's arm as she stared into the eyes that terrified her in a way that she couldn't explain or look away from.
"It's OK, Elena. I told you. I'm right here. Breathe." He said softly as if he could read her mind. Elena nodded and tried to breathe as he continued to move inside of her. She stared into his eyes as he moved faster and moaned as she wrapped her body around him. She couldn't seem to get close enough, even their skin seemed to get in the way, she wanted to crawl inside of him and the pain that she couldn't made her body ache.
"I want to taste you." Elena moaned as she felt any self-control she might have had disappear. Damon looked at her, but he didn't question her. He saw in her eyes what she wanted and he had never been one that could deny her, why would he start now?
Damon raised his hand and brought his wrist to his lips. He locked eyes with Elena as he bit deeply into his skin and then slowly lowered it down to her waiting mouth. Elena licked the first drop of blood that had begun to run from the wound and then locked her mouth around the bite mark and closed her eyes.
Fire burned through Elena as she felt the power of Damon's blood move into her mouth. Her body came to life as his blood intermingled with hers and coated her every cell, vein and organ. She wrapped her fingers around his wrist and drank more deeply as he rocked his hips harder against hers. She arched her neck and pulled him closer to her and in an instant he knew what she wanted. He pushed deeper inside of her and then in a quick movement dropped his head and sank his teeth deep inside her throat. Elena gasped at the sudden impact of his teeth, but then moaned as the feeling of pleasure overtook her.
For a moment Elena felt the world stop moving. Damon sucked gently at her neck, but he didn't seem to truly feed. Elena wrapped her body around his and pulled him closer as she continued to let his blood run down her throat. She wondered if he was worried he would take too much from her again, but then it hit her. He wasn't feeding from her tonight as he made love to her, he was tasting her. He was enjoying her; he was connecting them and joining them as one.
Elena shuttered as she slowly pulled away from Damon's wrist. Damon gently moved back from her throat and locked eyes with her as her head dropped back onto the softness of his pillow. He pushed deeper inside of her again and quickened his speed. He stared into her eyes as he moved his body against hers and slowly reached down and grabbed her hands. He lifted them above her head and pressed them into the pillows as he pushed deeper inside of her.
"Damon." Elena moaned as she tilted back her head and closed her eyes. Damon stared at the now healing bite mark at the base of Elena's throat. He leaned down and ran his lips over it softly.
"You are mine Elena, if only for tonight, you are mine." He whispered between gasps for air, as he felt her body begin to tighten around him. Heat moved over Elena as she felt a rush from the feeling of him inside of her and the possessiveness of his words move through her.
"I'm yours Damon." She moaned and in a second the room shattered around them and they both plummeted to their release.
An hour later, Elena lay tangled in Damon's arms as she watched his eyes become heavy with exhaustion. She smiled as she traced the features of his face and stared into his tired blue eyes.
"Do you mind if I stay for just a little while longer?" She asked softly as she moved her fingers over his lips. Damon smiled.
"You never have to ask my permission to stay Elena. He will be back soon though." He said in a more serious tone as his eyes opened wider and he stared at her. Elena nodded as reality loomed around her. She knew she had to go soon and she knew that after what they had agreed to earlier that day, tonight was the end. After tonight, it was back to life as it had been only a week before. Elena sighed as pain moved over her. Damon smiled softly and ran his hand over her cheek.
"I should've warned you better about how all that would make you feel." He said softly. Elena smiled and shrugged her shoulders.
"I wouldn't have been prepared for that, even if you had. Why was it so…intense? I don't understand how it was that…overwhelming." She whispered as she studied his face. Damon smiled. He reached his hand up and smoothed a few strands of her dark hair from her face.
"You became so tuned in to your other senses that when you were given back the one that you primarily rely on it overwhelmed you. Everything became so strong and so intense that even though it was pleasurable it was so excessive that it almost hurt. That's what being a vampire is like, only all your senses do that." He said with a soft smile. Elena smiled as she felt her heart beat harder in her chest. Suddenly, she began to understand the warning that he had given to her at the beginning of the evening and what it truly meant.
"Damon, when you said you were going to give me something that would scare me tonight, you meant…" She started as she searched his eyes for answers. Damon nodded and took in a deep breath and locked his eyes with hers before he spoke.
"I meant that I was giving you not only a way out of your brain, but a way into someone else's. I gave you a chance to experience feelings that I feel all the time…Feelings that even though can be incredibly painful, I wouldn't trade for anything in this world." He said softly. Elena's heart clenched in her chest as everything from the night exploded around her. All the sensations, the feelings, the raw emotions and painful pleasure that he gave her…it was him. He had given her what he felt every day for the past one hundred and fifty years. He gave her pleasure, pain, love, fear, need, hunger, lust and desire. He gave her his secrets, he gave her him.
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