Chapter 14: Digital Bath

From the song: Digital Bath by Deftones

Damon: [choking Ian]

Elena: Stop! Damon, you're hurting him!

Stefan: [laughs]

Me: [hits Stefan with a mallet] Damon, if you don't stop I will make a slash story about YOU!

Damon: Fine. [Lets go of Ian]

Me: [helps Ian up.] You probably shouldn't call him grandpa anymore.

Ian: [laughs] yeah, thanks.

Me: THANK YOU GUYS SO MUCH FOR READING THIS! I love you people! :) I wish I could give you all a big cookie! But, since I can't, I'll just have to give you a lemon instead. HAHAHA! …Yeah, I know that was lame.

Damon: Yes, it was.

Me: [glares] anyway, [giggles] I kind of made this one a little free-kay… xD

…You move like I want to, to see like your eyes do. We are downstairs where no one can see new life break away… You make the water warm, you taste foreign and I know you can see the cord break away…

Damon and Elena arrived at the Salvatore Boarding House and Elena looked up. She didn't remember getting in the car. She didn't remember driving here. It was all a blur.

Damon killed her father. He deserved it, but it was still a shock.

"Elena?" Damon's voice snapped her back.

"What?"

"You okay?"

"Yeah." She opened the passenger door and stepped out, coming face to face with Damon's suspicious blue eyes.

"Elena, you're not a good liar. My brother may believe you, but I know you better."

"I'm fine, Damon." She tried to walk around him, but he stepped in front of her. "I mean it, move."

He raised an eyebrow. "You're angry I killed John, aren't you?"

"No," She argued. "I just…need time to process this."

"What? John threatened you, I took care of it." He replied bluntly.

She glared at him. "I'm not angry you killed him, Damon. Just let me think for a while!"

Damon raised his eyebrows before composing himself again. "What is there to think about, Elena? You should be used to death by now."

"Yes, but it's not something I get used to!"

"Apparently being with Stefan has disillusioned the fact that I'm a Vampire, Elena. My heart doesn't beat, I have sex, I drink blood, and I kill people that piss me off!"

She was aware that they were less than a foot away yelling at each other in the middle of the driveway, but she didn't care. "Am I pissing you off now?" She countered.

"As a matter of fact, yes, you are!"

"Then why don't you kill me?"

"I-" He took a deep breath and looked towards the door.

Elena followed his gaze and suddenly saw the door open, Stefan stepping out.

He looked from Damon to Elena, then back again.

"What's going on?" He directed the question at Elena, but it was Damon who answered.

"Nothing, brother," He hissed, not taking his eyes off of Elena. "Go back inside before the kid escapes or something."

"No," Elena said, quieter now. "I'm gonna go see him." Without looking at Damon, she strode off past Stefan into the house.

Bonnie sat in her living room reading Emily's old spell book, but her mind wouldn't stop wandering to Jeremy.

She understood why he had chosen to kill himself, but she felt somewhat responsible for it. If she had taken the spell off, Anna would have never been killed, and Jeremy wouldn't have turned.

She slammed the book and buried her face in her hands. She shouldn't have taken the anger at the Salvatores to put the whole town in jeopardy – let alone Jeremy.

She picked up her keys. This was her responsibility, too.

Elena lay in Damon's bed in her pale blue nightgown, hair still wet from her shower. She felt bad for asking him why he didn't kill her – knowing that was a weak spot for him. Jeremy was doing fine, luckily. Adjusting pretty well. She hadn't heard anything about Caroline or Mayor Lockwood's funeral, or how Matt or Tyler was doing.

Elena faintly heard the squeak of the shower knob and the water from the shower next door stop. Damon was getting out of his shower. She positioned herself in a sleeping pose, curled up on her side, pulling the black sheets around her, taking in the scent of him. She closed her eyes and tried to relax, but couldn't.

She heard the doorknob turn and shut her eyes tighter. Oddly, she didn't hear footsteps, and as she contemplated opening her eyes, a bare arm snaked around her waist under the covers and lips kissed her damp hair.

"Mm..." She hummed.

Damon gently turned her over and lay on top of her.

She smiled. She liked the Gentle Damon…well, right before the Rough Damon. Haha.

He kissed her tenderly and she returned it enthusiastically. His tongue slid between her lips and she opened her mouth.

He let out a soft moan and she opened her eyes. In the moonlight slicing through the windows, she saw his wet, dark hair contrasting with the lightness of his astonishing eyes. She rolled their bodies so that she was straddling him. It wasn't until she rested her lower half down on his that she realized he wasn't wearing clothes. She felt him harden through her panties and bit her lip.

Damon smiled suggestively and she kissed him as he ran his hands lightly up her sides, sliding the nightgown up, feeling the goosebumps rise as he brushed her skin. He pulled it gently off of her head, throwing it in a different direction. He gently massaged her breasts, and then moved his fingers down to her hips.

Elena rose herself up a little, letting her panties slide off onto the floor. She bent down and kissed him, and it was then that she realized that he was trembling slightly with anticipation. She looked his body up and down, and thought about giving him the same loving treatment he had given her, but decided against it. She didn't know how, and was afraid she wouldn't do it right.

Damon sensed her attention drifting and raised his hips up slightly, his erection rubbing against her. She bit her lip and smiled before slowly lowering herself onto him. As he oh-so slowly slid into her, he let out a satisfied sigh. She gently began to move until he gripped her hips, closing his eyes. She moaned a little, but decided to see how much power she really had over him in this position. She sped up a little, then back to their original slower pace.

Damon bit his lip, and then looked at her. She licked her lips slowly and he ground his teeth together, closing his eyes again. He bucked his hips slightly and she gasped, but was determined to get more of a reaction out of him.

She was going quite slowly, even for a human, gently rocking, not letting him that deep inside her. He groaned and bucked his hips again, and she moaned, but bit her bottom lip until she saw stars.

At last, Damon let out a sort of a groan/whimper, which turned Elena on like nothing else, knowing how much control over him she had right now.

Then he said it. Words she never thought would come out of Damon's mouth – something he would never do.

"Please," He begged her softly. "Please, Elena."

She slammed her lips down onto his and immediately began roughly making love to him, making sure to give him everything she had to offer.

He groaned and gripped her hips.

"Damon…" She moaned and felt her entire body tighten. She gasped, close to her climax. "Damon!" She leaned down and slid her tongue in his mouth once more, their bodies slick with sweat as they came together.

"Mmm…" She rested her head against his chest for a minute, not quite ready to feel her body without him inside her. They fit perfectly together.

Both of them breathing heavily, she finally raised herself up slowly, letting him ease out of her. She whimpered slightly and lay next to him, the pillow feeling cool against her flushed cheeks.

Damon turned his head to look at her, and then brushed the back of his hand against her cheek and she closed her eyes and smiled.

"I love you, Damon."

"I love you, Elena."

Elena awoke early the next morning tangled in Damon's sheets. She unwrapped them from her bare body without waking the sexy beast beside her.

She walked over and grabbed her nightgown from where Damon threw it last night and slipped it on. She didn't take her eyes off of Damon, admiring every inch of his breathtakingly delicious body. She started with his dark tousled hair across the pillow, then below that, his sinfully beautiful face. His stunning blue eyes were closed in peaceful slumber, his lips slightly parted. He looked so young, so innocent like that. She'd never really watched him sleep before.

Her eyes strayed down to his chest, then to his stomach and she impulsively licked her lips. Her eyes then followed the trace of hair down to where the black sheets rose dangerously low on his hips.

Elena nearly began to get hot at the very sight of him, and before she could start drooling, she looked around the room silently. The green neon numbers on the clock showed 5:32 a.m. There weren't Journals and calendars and pictures like Stefan's room, but there were a few books and papers scattered on a desk that caught her attention. She tip-toed over and picked one up. The Shining by Stephen King. Huh.

She picked up the other one. She then realized it wasn't a book – Ah ha! It was a brown leather covered journal! She giggled quietly. Cocky Vampire Damon Salvatore keeps – or kept – a journal! She looked over at Damon and saw he was still sleeping. She opened up to the first stained, weathered page.

March, 1864was written in perfect calligraphy. As Elena flipped through and read Damon's innermost thoughts, she realized it was mostly a lot of drabble about hating his father, what it was like in the confederacy (she should totally steal this and take it to history class) friends he made in the war, and though he didn't particularly like his brother, he still loved him – as much as he loved his dead mother.

"My mother died when Stefan was born. I cannot help but to feel a sense of anger towards my younger brother, but I cannot simply deny the fact that I am the elder – I must take care of him as Mother would."

Awww….Elena thought, smiling. She turned to the next page and swallowed.

"I met the most beautiful woman today. Her name was Katherine Pierce. I first caught sight of her while playing a game with Stefan on leave. Stefan, oh so foolish, could not see that this woman wanted him. She did-"

The words cut off.

She looked over to see if Damon was still asleep. Yes. Not sure why she was torturing herself, she turned the page. The next time he wrote was about 4 weeks later.

"My father wasn't too pleased that I had left the Confederacy. He told me it was his dream to have his son in the University and I threw it all away. To be quite honest, I had never wanted to go, to leave my brother behind with my father, but I knew my mother would be proud. I came back because I couldn't get Katherine Pierce out of my mind. We talked a couple of times while Stefan was doing his schooling, and she had stuck in my head. So I came back."

The next time he wrote was 4 days after that.

"Katherine Pierce has a dark secret she has chosen to share with me. Imagine, my beautiful Katherine a creature of the night. A demon that walks among us. I was angry when I had found out she told my brother, also. She said that she makes all of the rules, and that she would choose to have the both of us. I am willing to share her with my brother. As Katherine had said, in a way, it is bring Stefan and I closer than ever before."

Elena scoffed. Sounds like some kinky threesome. She glanced at Damon. Still asleep. She turned the page. It was 3 days after, and – Oh. My. Gosh.

"Katherine came into my bedroom last night. She told me she had some fun in store for me. I naturally smiled eagerly. We had only made love once before, and, though I had done it many times before, it was special, but this time was different. I followed her into my brother's room."

No, no, NO! Elena thought.

"He awoke slowly, and when he saw Katherine and I, a light shown in his eyes, followed by confusion. Naïve Stefan asked Katherine, 'why is he here?' and she replied 'I want us all to be together.' 'I thought we already were, Katherine.' My foolish brother questioned. 'No,' Katherine corrected gently. 'I want us all to be together. I want it to be permanent.'

No, please, don't.

She pleasured us both first with her mouth, then showed us ways we could all pleasure each other, in a way that would bring us closer. I watched as Katherine lay on top of Stefan, letting him enter her before she instructed me to use hers and my brother's fluids to thrust into her from behind. I naturally obeyed and the bliss was indescribable. We rocked, all three in accord with the others, loving each one slowly, the moans of Katherine and my brother echoing in my mind. Finally, as the three of us cried out in pure ecstasy, Katherine announced that our father would be waking soon, and she was gone."

Elena swallowed, reading the words over again. She knew Katherine had…shared, them, but she didn't think it went to that extent. She never would have thought –

"Find something interesting, Elena?"

She jumped and turned to see Damon, a look of sheer fury across his features.

*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*…Tonight I feel like more, you breathed then you stopped. I breathed then dried you off and tonight I feel like more…

Damon, Elena, Stefan and Ian: O.o

Me: [maniacal laughter.]