Here is the last chapter... Chapter 3!
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Chapter 3 – It's Our Time
Elena's POV
Then the door swung open and her heart sank to her feet.
He was bare chested. He was hot. She couldn't concentrate anymore. What did she want to say? God, why did this happen?
Wait, why was he half-naked. Was there a girl with him? And then there was this feeling in her chest that nearly made her unable to breath. She was afraid of that feeling. Jealousy.
Ok, Elena, breath, just breath.
"Hey, Damon. We need to talk", she said with a still shaking voice.
It was as if he had realized just now that it was really her, that he wasn't dreaming. And suddenly his lips broke into a wide smile and his whole face lit up. All her doubts about Alaric's words, if there had been any, were now vanished. He just looked so happy to see her.
"Or don't you have time?", she asked remembering her thoughts about another girl being there.
"Elena", he breathed, completely ignoring her question. "Please come in", he said, not breaking the smile or the eye contact to Elena. "Do you want to drink something? Sorry, I didn't clean my room..."
Didn't clean.
That was the understatement of the year. His whole apartment was a mess. Everywhere was shattered glass, scraps of paper, broken candles and furniture. "Please don't tell me it always looks like this in here", she said with a worried voice.
"No, it doesn't", he barely whispered.
"Well, then what happened, Damon", she asked, disbelief in her voice.
"I... uhm... I freaked out a bit, I guess"
"Yeah, it certainly looks like that", she said. "Because of...?"
"You", he said while looking directly into her eyes.
"Because of me?", she whispered while taking a step forward so that she now was closer to him than before.
"Yeah. I just hate myself for leaving you that morning", he murmured, avoiding eye contact now.
Elena was just about to say something to that, when she looked to her left and saw some blood on the floor. Panic came up. "Are you hurt?", she asked with her voice a pitch higher than normal.
"What?", he asked startled.
Elena pointed to the blood. "Are you hurt?", she repeated, this time a bit slower than before.
"No, I just cut myself with the damn glass...", he said pointing to his hand.
"Let me see it", she said with a soft voice taking another step forward.
"It's nothing", Damon said while trying to hide his left hand behind his back.
"Damon!", she warned. "Don't play the strong man, let me see it", she simply took his arm and pulled it in front of his chest to scan his hand. "It's a deep wound, Damon, you should clean it", she stated.
He sighed, pulled his hand back and walked into his kitchen, taking a towel, wetting it and pressing it to his wound after that. He awkwardly tried to clean it, but he obviously had no idea how to do that.
"Let me", Elena offered. She took the towel and started to clean the wound while trying not to hurt him too much. When he winced, even if he tried not to, she rubbed soothing circles on the back of his hand. When she was finished she looked up at him and found his eyes closed. She smiled. Seeing him so carefree felt good.
"Thank you", he said while opening his eyes again and staring directly into Elena's.
"You're welcome", she was still holding his hand, rubbing circles on his soft skin. She gulped when she took in his whole face. She tried not to stare at the way his raven black hair fell against his brow, or the way his mesmerizing blue eyes seemed to lure her closer, or the way his mouth tempted her to lean in and press her lips to his.
"Thank you", he whispered again without breaking the eye contact. His right hand cupped her cheek softly.
"You're welcome", she whispered without even realizing it. His touch, the feel of his hand against her cheek, warmed her insides. And standing this close, his clean, masculine scent, with a hint of bourbon, filled her airways. Oh God, she loved his smell.
And without thinking about it twice, her lips crashed into his. The kiss was everything. It was rough and soft, passionate and loving. Everything.
She let go of his hand and her hands went around his neck. She desperately tried to pull him closer until not even air was left between them.
He started to move them backwards into his bedroom without letting go of her for one second.
When her knees hit the edge of the bed and their kiss turned even more passionate. She suddenly pulled back.
"Stop!", she breathed. She shoved him away and jumped backwards on and then again off the bed, so she was now on the other side of the room. "Stop!", she said again, this time louder.
"Did I do something wrong?", he asked startled.
"No, you didn't, everything is fine, it's just... I shouldn't have come here", she suddenly said and practically ran off the bedroom.
"What? No! Elena, wait", Damon yelled after her. "It was no mistake coming here", he stated.
"Yes it was!", she yelled back.
"Why do you think that?", he yelled.
"Because I wanted to talk to you. I wanted to ask you something, but look where my little visit got us", she pointed to the bedroom. "If I wouldn't have stopped, we would probably...", she lowered her voice so it was barely a whisper now, "we would probably be sleeping together right now."
"What question is that?", he asked, taking a step closer.
She involuntarily took a step back, stumbled over a fallen over chair and if Damon wouldn't have catcher her by her waist and held her protectively to his chest, she would have fallen to the ground into the shattered glass on the floor.
"Thank you", Elena whispered into Damon's chest while she still clung onto him.
"You're welcome", he said, while putting a strand of her chocolate brown hair behind her ear. "Sit down, here", he said while leading her to the nearby sofa. "Now what kind of question is that?"
"Damon", she said warningly.
"No, I want to know! Tell me!", he demanded while still holding her hand.
"I wanted to ask you whether this", she motioned between her and him, "is just attraction", her voice grew to a whisper, "or more..."
"It is more", he whispered while cupping her cheek again.
"No, it's not", she protested. "We couldn't even talk without jumping each other's bones"
"But we didn't", he reminded her. "And we can talk, Elena, like right now", he put his finger under her chin so she would look at him.
"Damon, I can't do this anymore."
"And you think running away is easier? You know how I felt these past days? I felt like shit. But no, actually that doesn't even start to cover how I felt. I felt lost, Elena. Without you, I felt lost. And I missed you. Dammit I never missed any women, ever. But I missed you. And I even think it's safe to say that I love you", he stopped when he heard her gasp at his current words.
"What?", she whispered.
"Yes, you heard me right, I. Love. You. And I think I'm even falling in love with you", he wiped away the tear that escaped her eye and looked at her again. "Give us a chance, Elena. I know it won't be all rainbows and unicorns, actually I think we're gonna fight a lot, because, let's face it, we're stubborn...", she chuckled softly with him, more tears rolling down her cheek, only this time, he kissed them away. "Give us a chance, Elena", he whispered softly, caressing the soft skin of her cheek with his thumb. "I know we can do this."
After a long moment of silence, she nodded her head softly. "Ok", she barely whispered.
"Ok?", he asked.
"Ok", she confirmed. "Let's try this", she smiled at him, leaning into his touch even more.
"Thank you", he whispered before standing up.
"Where are you going?", Elena asked confused.
"Come on", he said without answering her question. He took her hand and pulled her after him into the bedroom.
He led her onto the bed and followed shortly after her. He encircled her waist and pulled her closer.
"I want to feel your skin on mine, Damon", she whispered into the crook of his neck, while pulling at his shirt.
"Everything you say", he whispered into her hair, placed a kiss on her temple and got rid of his shirt then.
"Lie down", she ordered. He did as she said and soon she started to place butterfly kisses all over his torso. Sometimes she lingered a bit longer at one point and maybe even licked the single spot, earning a moan form him, sometimes she just placed one single kiss and continued her journey.
"Stop", he suddenly said.
"What? But I thought you liked-"
"Believe me, I loved it. But if you're going to continue, I will not let you stop and then I won't be able to do the same to you", he interrupted her.
"Ok", she just said and pulled her shirt over her head.
"Much better", he said in a husky tone of voice as he removed her bra and her upper body was now fully exposed.
He then started to do the same she did to him just seconds ago, he kissed every inch of her skin, giving extra attention to the soft flesh of her breasts and her nipples.
She moaned here and there and Damon smirked proudly in return.
"I worship you", he suddenly whispered. She immediately reached forward to cup his face in her hands and kiss him.
After they kissed a little and also removed their jeans so they were both left in their panties, she placed herself on top of him and they both started to kiss each others necks.
Damon knew as well as Elena that this night was going to be a long night of love making and showing each other how much they wanted this, wanted them to work.
When they just lay there, she could here another song by Ed Sheeran playing in her mind:
Settle down with me
Cover me up
Cuddle me in
Lie down with me
And hold me in your arms.
And your heart's against my chest
your lips pressed to my neck.
And it was exactly the position they were in right now.
I'm falling for your eyes,
but they don't know me yet.
She chuckled softly, 'cause it was true, she fell for his eyes, they just drew her in...
"What's wrong?", he asked pulling back a little.
"Nothing, I'm just thinking of a song that fits perfectly to us", she said smiling.
"You'll have to show me this song one day", he mumbled into her hair.
She chuckled. "I will show you everything", she whispered and then snuggled closer to him again.
And with a feeling I'll forget
I'm in love now.
She whispered the last line in Damon's ear who just smiled happily and pulled her closer.
Kiss me like you wanna be loved
You wanna be loved
You wanna be loved.
This feels like falling in love
Falling in love
We're falling in love.
Settle down with me
And I'll be your safety
You'll be my lady.
I was made to keep your body warm
But I'm cold as the wind blows so hold me in your arms.
She hugged him as tight as she could and leaned in to kiss him. Slowly. Gentle. Sweet.
So kiss me like you wanna be loved
You wanna be loved
You wanna be loved.
This feels like falling in love
Falling in love
We're falling in love.
The End
AN.:
This was already 'The Weighty Bet'... :/
I hope you all liked it, at least I liked writing it...
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Some of you wanted an epilogue, but there won't be one, because let's be honest, I like the ending too much to destroy it with a stupid epilogue... ;)
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Oh and the song was 'Kiss Me' by Ed Sheeran, but true Delena shipper, already knew that without me saying it... ;) (*fangirling over 4x07 once again*)
Btw, the song I was listening to while writing this is called 'Skin' by BOY ;)
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