AN: FINALLY. So I'm on my boyfriends computer because mine is sitting next to this one not connected yet because my boyfriend hasn't gotten around to it -.- He's passed out on the bed right now and this is the first chance I have had to write something with the move. That and any time that he is awake that he is not at work he is on this computer playing World of Warcraft. I can't wait till he sees the stuff I write :D Sorry this one is somewhat short but I open tomorrow for work so I have to get ready to go to sleep so I can wake up and sit in traffic in the morning. Yay Virginia/DC trafffic.
The water from the shower starting running, the high pressured droplets hitting the tiled shower floor in Damon's bathroom. I listen to each drop of water hit the ceramic as Damon adjusts the temperature of the water. I'm sitting on the edge of the counter, my mind a little distant.
I'm trying to keep myself resolved, more for Damon's benefit than my own. I know that if I start to fall apart that he might too. I can't help but letting my mind wander right now though.
I don't know how I am going to tell all of this to Jenna or how she is going to react to this. There is also the fact that Jeremy is now just like I am. I can't imagine how hard this is going to be on her. Then there is this part of me that wants to talk to Bonnie, like the way that it used to be though. I know that it can't happen though but I'm still debating about if I should try despite the fact that she hates vampires. Mostly because of Damon.
I bite my lip at the thought, my eyes glancing over at Damon. The blood on his arms is now dried to a dark red. His back is to me as he is still waiting for the temperature of the water to change.
I hurts me that he did that to himself over the thought of Katherine. More of the thought of Katherine also getting into my dreams. The memory of her is still fresh in my mind sending a chill down my back. I shake my head lightly. Strands of my hair coming undone from behind my ears.
For a moment I have forgotten that Damon can hear what I am thinking. This whole time I have been thinking about Katherine. I look over at him to see that the muscles in his back are tense as his fists once again are starting to ball up.
I jump off of the counter making my way over to him. I wrap my arms around him from behind so they are stretching across the front of his chest. I bury my face into his back breathing in his scent of amber mixed with the dry blood that is stuck to his porcelain skin. The combination is unique but I don't seem to be bothered by it.
I lightly run my lips across his back trailing small kisses across his shoulder blades. I feel his body relax as his hands drop to his sides. Damon turns around in my arms, his eyes immediately lock with mine. I run my hands lightly down the contours of his back, feeling his muscles move underneath my touch. Damon leans down, his lips hovering above mine. I close my eyes, letting myself get lost in the feel of his so close to me.
His lips touch mine, like soft petals gracing my own. I press my body up against his while pulling him in tighter to me. I want nothing more than to feel every part of him on me. The hunger is starting to rise in me, a small moan is muffled by his mouth on mine.
I can feel the need in him. I can tell that he needs me just as much as I need him. It is the reassurance that I have wanted. Not just his words but to actually be able to feel it. His hands grab my hips with force, smashing my body even closer to his. I can feel the bruising pressure behind it but I welcome it.
As his lips continue to move with mine I can hear the thoughts that he is having. All of the moving fast, jumbling most of them together. He is too occupied with me at the moment to try to put in the concentration to block me from him. I can sense his hatred for Katherine but more than anything I can feel his love for me. Something that I know he was never open about, something that I am not too sure that he will ever be open about. This connection though was something that I needed, its easier to be able to have things this way.
His thoughts change as he can sense the relief that I am having by being able to read his thoughts. This time he completely pushes all thoughts aside that aren't consumed with me. I smile into his kiss as his tongue runs across my bottom lip for access. I open my mouth slightly letting him in. His hands run up my shirt, sliding it off of my body with ease. My finger tips find the cool metal button of his black jeans, quickly undoing them.
As soon as his pants his the ground I can feel his hardness through the thin cloth of the boxers that he is wearing. I let my hands wander down to the waistband. I move my fingertips across the top of the fabric, letting them play there for a moment. Our kiss hasn't broken as his hands are roaming my body. My fingers slide underneath the elastic of the waistband making a small snapping noise against my skin. I wrap my fingers around his hardness as I slowly move my hand up and down his length. Damon breaks our kiss to let out a small moan. "Elena…" I can't help but let myself grin.
There is an audible growl from Damon. Within a flash the rest of my clothing is off, for a second I stand there shocked but by this time Damon already as my legs wrapped around his waist. Damon takes his one free hand to open up the glass door to the shower. As soon as the door opens I can feel the steam from the hot water rolling over my body.
The door closes behind us as Damon pushes my back against the tile of the shower wall. My back touches the cooler tile of this area, my body arching in response to the temperature difference. The hot water is hitting my thighs that are wrapped tightly around him. Damon face is buried in my neck as his lips continue to kiss me at the nape. My whole body is quivering to his touch.
I feel him slide himself into me, my eyes widen momentarily with my body adjusting to his size. My back once again arches as I feel himself penetrate deeper inside of me. His thrusts are quick and harder than usual. I bite my bottom lip at the roughness of it. I can hear his fangs extend and I can't seem to prepare myself for his next move.
His cold teeth break the skin on my neck letting the blood flow out, I can feel some of it run down my neck as it gets mixed in with the water. I dig my nails into his back as I cry out in pleasure. The advantage of this new life is that I can have Damon do things like this without severely weakening me afterwards. I arch myself and open my legs the tiniest bit more to allow him to go deeper inside of me. My moans become louder as his pace quickens.
I feel his warmth spill inside of me as my screams finally subside. I rest my head on his shoulder as his face is still buried in my neck, my wet hair covering any visible parts of his face. We stay like that for a moment letting the water hit us with him still inside of me. We don't have to say anything but I let the thought run across my mind that I love him, even though I said it earlier I just want him to still be aware of it.
Damon finally goes to set me down, I unwrap my legs from around him. We both continue on with out shower, not saying anything to one another. The silence is welcoming though, because I know the thoughts behind it.