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Mystic Falls part I
Elena:
Mystic Falls is nothing like I assumed it would be. The town is so small but full to the brim of history, it just surges out from every corner of Fells church. We got in late last night and got acquainted with the Salvatore boarding house, which is an amazing structure. It was built in like nineteen-fourteen or something and it's huge. Damon's uncle Joe is a sweetie. I don't know how he can live in this big house alone, it would definitely freak me out.
So far it hasn't been as bad as I thought it would be. Our group consists of all of us. Kat, Stefan, Bonnie, Jeremy, Caroline, Tyler and of course myself and Damon. I didn't want everyone to come but no blood shed thus far. We're all sharing rooms. Damon and I shared a bed last night, we only spooned but I loved the feeling of sleeping next to him. I woke up during the night and went to get a glass of water and I actually heard Stefan giving my sister one and I definitely need some fucking brain bleach for that shit now.
Damon and Stefan took us to a place called 'The Grill' last night for dinner and a few drinks. It was good, I really like this fucking town. We were all to tired from travelling to do anything else so we just headed back to the house and went to bed.
I'm laid in bed snuggling with Damon. Just ogling him. He is so gorgeous, men shouldn't be this gorgeous.
"You're staring at me." He says groggily but keeps his eyes shut.
"Sorry, I can't help myself." I imply.
"It's kind of creepy." He chuckles and opens his eyes.
I smile. "Well, you shouldn't be so damn gorgeous then."
"Not as gorgeous as you." He kisses my nose. "Good morning."
"Morning." I say staring at his lips. We haven't kissed since Thursday night when we declared our love for each other. I'm pretty impressed at the restraint we're both showing but right now I need those pouty lips of his on mine. "Can I kiss you?" I ask sheepishly.
He titters. "Elena you don't ever have to ask me that. You can kiss me whenever you like."
I grab the back of his head and crash my lips to him. I swipe my tongue over his bottom lip and he parts his lips to allow my tongue access. The kiss is fierce and our hands are everywhere. He pulls back much too sooner than I wanted him too.
He whines. "Elena, we have to stop. If we carry on things are going to happen, things that shouldn't be happening."
I want to go all the way with him. I need him. His touch, his kisses, everything but I know he is right. It's Sunday tomorrow and the working week is over. Then he is not going to know what's hit him. "You're right. So what's the plan for today? I'm so excited, this town is amazing."
"Well it's founders day today and I'll be presenting a cheque to the town at three. Before then I thought we could walk around the town, Stefan and I could show you guys some sights and then after the presentation we will be attending the infamous masquerade ball at Petrova's." He grins.
"Damon," I sigh. "You never told me about no damn masquerade ball." I glare him suspiciously. "I don't have anything to wear and I doubt Caroline or Kat have either."
He rolls his eyes. "Elena, don't you think I have that covered? People will be here at five with a selection of dresses, shoes, masks and anything else that a girl needs for such occasion."
My eyes narrow. As I stare at him I don't know whether to hug him or slug him. "Masquerade ball, huh?" I ask, pursing my lips.
He nods his head. "It'll be fun, I promise."
I sigh and reluctantly sit up so I can step out of bed. "Fine." I tell him with a smile, but inside I'm eager at being able to be apart of something in his home town. "I'm going to go shower and brush my teeth." I tell him.
I take my time through my shower, it seems like my subconscious won't give up on the possibility that if I take long enough, it'll prompt Damon to come and join me. Unfortunately the guy can't read my mind...what a shame. When I step out I smell food cooking and I can hear the voices of my friends and family downstairs. I brush my teeth quickly, yet thoroughly and make my way downstairs.
As my eyes search the room I see Kat and Stefan on one side of the breakfast counter divulging to each other quietly as they ate. On the other side, Bonnie and Jeremy are also eating breakfast and talking to Tyler who's standing beside them drinking something out of a mug. Caroline is at the stove fixing plates with Damon and Stefan's uncle. But my eyes still searched for one more person.
"Coffee?" I hear Damon's voice behind me. I jump, almost knocking the hot cup out of Damon's hand. I sigh when I see him smirking at me. "Sorry." He says, not sounding apologetic at all. "Here." He hands me the coffee.
"Thanks." I scowl at him. I take a sip and I feel like I'm in...heaven or something. "Oh my God! Who made this." I ask taking another sip.
Damon points both thumbs at himself like the Fonz and I giggle.
"Why didn't you tell me about your extraordinary coffee making skills?" I badger him.
Before he can answer Caroline speaks from where she is at the stove. "Guys, while you're over there in your little nook, Joe and I've been slaving over this stove making your breakfast so come eat!" she finishes with a yell.
I scowl at her as Damon grabs my hand and drags me over to the stove where Caroline has fixed our plates.
"So how did you guys settle in last night?" Damon asks politely. Stefan and Kat exchange a mischievous glance. I don't miss it and neither does Jeremy and the two of us roll our eyes at each other.
"We uh, settled in okay." Kat said. "Elena, how was your night?" All of a sudden hers, Caroline's, Tyler's and even Bonnie's eyes are on mine. Stefan and Jeremy are staring at Damon... well Jeremy's stare is more like a glare. They were all searching for answers as to what might have went down between Damon and I last night.
Damon's hand clasps mine. "Elena's night was just fine." He smirks down at me and I bite my lip and smile back.
The both of us ignore there questioning stares and continued to eat.
"Well, my night was pretty boring." Caroline chimes after a minute of silence. "Please tell me there are some hot guys in this spooky little town.." She takes a bite of her bacon.
"I'm sure you'll meet someone tonight." I tell her.
"Ooh, what are we doing tonight?" she asks.
"Oh, you don't know?" I ask her, delighted that I'm not the last to know about the ball tonight.
Caroline shakes her head and Kat looks at me in question.
"We're going to a masquerade ball." I inform them, a little giddy at the idea now. It should be pretty fun.
"Seriously?" Car looks excited. "I've never been to one of those! But wait, I haven't packed any, like, ball gowns or anything."
Kat narrows his eyes at Damon and a small smirk plays on her face. "Something tells me Mr. Prepared has already taken care of that."
Damon:
After breakfast, we all dressed for the day and Stefan and I decided to give everyone a tour around the town. We had shown them Mystic Falls High where Stefan and I used to go to school. We had to convince the girls to walk through the cemetery with us; according to Katherine it was just 'Too fucking spooky'. So after some coercing from Stefan she finally decided to walk through with us.
After getting a tour inside the Founder's Hall we took them to a sort of old abandoned area.
'Uh, what are we doing here?" Elena asks as she looks around.
Before I can answer Stefan does it for me. "There's this old myth that this town is filled with vampires. This is supposed to be one of their hang outs."
Elena's eyes widen and began to scour the place more thoroughly. I guess as a reporter it was kind of instinctual to her. She looks back at me for confirmation on what Stefan just said.
I nodded. "This is apart of that history I was telling you about."
She crosses her arms "Apart from the Battle of Willow Creek." she smirks at me.
"Huh, you've done your homework."
She shrugs cockily and turns to Kat who just asked her a question.
"So have we covered all of the bases brother?" Stefan asks me.
I shrug a shoulder. "Everything that's important."
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The presentation went smoothly and the whole town was there in the town square to watch me hand over my donation. I always donate a lot of money to Mystic Falls, it's where I grew up and where my career started. Myself and Stefan also introduced the guys to Klaus, Elijah and Rebekah Petrova who would be holding the masquerade ball. Klaus was checking Elena out and I didn't like that one bit but I let it slide. Klaus and I haven't always seen eye to eye so to speak. He's just a jealous douche because he has never been able to make anything with his life so he just has fun in trying to make everybody Else's life a misery.
Elena, Katherine, Bonnie and Caroline have been upstairs for what seem like hours getting ready for this ball. It took them forty minutes just to pick out an outfit each. Stefan, Jeremy, Tyler, Joe and myself are sat in the living room waiting.
"So, Tyler, you're gay right?" I ask trying to break the silence. And seen as though myself and Tyler haven't really spoken yet I thought I'd break the ice.
The others chuckle and Stefan glares at me. "How fucking tactless can you be Damon?" He shakes his head.
"What? I'm only asking a question. You don't mind do you Tyler?"
"No! I don't mind. And the answer to your question is yes. Yes I'm openly gay." He says.
Uncle Joe starts laughing hysterically. "I'm sorry, but it's just-just you're a cop and you're gay. I've never seen that before." The liquor is obviously affecting his blunt ass.
We all stare wide eyed at him. "Just ignore him, the filter from is brain to his mouth dissipates after a few of these." I shake my glass.
Tyler was just about to say something but was interrupted by the distinct sound of heels tapping on the wooden floor. We all put our masks on just in time for when the girls come in. They all look absolutely stunning. Elena, of course stood out amongst the group to me. She's wearing a black dress that's floor length but has an old fashion kind of feel too it, with the basque and all that. Her mask is also black with ruffles and a few feathers here and there. I'd give you a better description if I knew what the fuck I was talking about but...I don't.
"Wow, you look amazing." I compliment her.
"Why thank you. You're looking rather dashing yourself Mr. Salvatore." She says playfully coy.
"So, you looking forward to it?"
"Yeah, I'm really glad I get to be apart of something from your hometown. I really love it here, there's so much history that just seems to seep from every nook and cranny."
"C'mon fuckers, lets go get this party started." Stefan shouts. "The Petrova's won't know whats hit them when we rock up looking like a mighty fine group of sexilicious bastards."
"Really Stefan? You need to lay off the alcohol it turns you...it turns you into a freak." I joke.
"Hm, I like him freaky." Katherine says shamelessly, throwing Stef a wink.
We all share an eye roll and leave for the ball.
Petrova's estate is one the fanciest homes here in Mystic Falls. The most modern looking thing we have here to after the the Petrova's renovated, but it still holds a lot of history.
Those of our little group who haven't been here before marvel at the home as we exit the limo.
Once inside we part into smaller groups.
"This place is so..." I expect her to say pretty, or nice but, "historical." She smiles up at me and her eyes shine bright as the mask covers the majority of her face. "I bet I can fill up an entire section of the paper on this."
I shake my head at her. "Listen, I know the week isn't exactly over yet, but you don't have to think about the paper twenty four-seven, you know that right?"
She shrugs and even through her mask I detect the sheepish look she's wearing. "I can't help it. My mind automatically goes to work sometimes."
I nod.
I'm going to make her forget all about work by the end of tonight. My inner-thoughts voice before I get the chance stop it.
"Come on, let's go get you a drink." I grab her hand.
At the bar, I drink my Johnnie Walker and Elena sips her cosmopolitan as she skims over the drinks menu.
"Oh my God!" she nearly chokes. She smiles and shows me the menu. Her slim finger is pointing to what made her laugh so hard.
And I shit you not, there is a drink on the menu call 'Cum in a Hot Tub'. I laugh along with her.
"Two parts vodka, one part white rum and several drops of Bailey's Irish Cream." Elena reads off. She smiles to herself and shakes her head.
I take a look around. It's less crowded now that people have settled into the party. "Do you want to dance?" I ask Elena.
"Um," she looks around apprehensively before looking resolved. "Okay."
I guide her to the dance floor and bring her body clothes to mine. I place my left hand in her and my right on the small of her back.
"So, this kind of thing happens every year? This is how you celebrate Founder's Day?"
"Yep." I confirm.
"This is so cool." I laugh at how informal the words sound coming out of her mouth.
"You live in New York, the livest city ever, and you think this is cool?"
She shrugs and rolls her eyes. "Yes, New York is a great city and I love it. There's my job and the fashion is just..." she takes in a deep breath, "amazing. But, there's just something about these small towns. Even if they're creepy, as Caroline put it."
We dance for a little while longer before a familiar voice interrupts us.
"Excuse me," Elena peers from behind my shoulder where her head has been resting.
"Hi." Elena greets Klaus. I turn to greet him as well, but I make sure I keep an arm around Elena.
"Klaus." I try not to sound stiff but I can't help it when I realize that he's staring at her just as hard as he was earlier today.
"Excuse me for interrupting, but my friend here seems to want to keep all the pretty girls to himself tonight." Elena chuckles a little at his statement while I just contain my scowl. "Would I be stepping out of bounds too much if I asked you for a dance?"
Elena's eyes widen and she looks up at me. I smile at her in encouragement. After all, Klaus doesn't have shit on me, especially with mine and Elena's recent revelations. Elena takes his proffered hand and they begin to dance.
On my way back to the bar I feel a hand on my back.
"Dance with me Damon." Katherine practically demands.
"Where's my brother?" I ask curiously as we move in a slow tango.
"Dancing with that Petrova girl." She tilts her head to the side dismissively.
I purse my lips and decide not to tell her that those two used to date heavily; it doesn't really matter anyway.
"Who's the guy that has his hands on my sister's ass?"
My head snaps to their direction so fast I swear I almost break it. I curse silently when I see Klaus's hands aren't placed in any inappropriate places and I hear Katherine chuckle.
I narrow my eyes. "Very funny. Did I forget to mention that Stefan and that Petrova girl, as you so nonchalantly call her, used to screw like bunnies?"
She looks bemused but covers it up quickly with a shrug. "Doesn't matter. She doesn't hold a candle to me."
I roll my eyes.
When I finally get Elena back from Klaus, we sit outside for a little while, looking over the lake that occupies the back of the Petrova property. Jeremy and Bonnie have the same idea and join us.
"That Klaus makes me feel queasy." Bonnie claims.
"Yeah, I mean what is up with that guy? He has tried his luck with every girl here tonight. And trust our Caroline to fall for his charms." Jeremy adds.
"What? Caroline and Klaus?" Elena chuckles softly. "Well she said she wanted a hot guy and Klaus is definitely hot."
For the second time tonight my head snaps round to look at her and she is laughing. "C'mon you, we're going. We have to do something, I forgot to show you this earlier." Elena looks confused but takes my hand anyway.
We mutter our goodbyes to Bonnie and Jeremy telling them to tell the rest of the guys to have a good night and we'll see them later. Time for Damon Salvatore to make Elena Gilbert forget about work and how hot Klaus is.
Elena:
I don't know what Damon's big idea is or where he is taking me but I'm too intrigued and drunk to give a damn. We almost run to limo and get in. As soon as we are inside Damon's lips are fast on mine. The kiss is extremely hot and needy, he's practically on top of me. My hands fist into his hair as his hands travel over my body. He pulls back and starts to assault my neck with kisses.
"What-what are you doing?" I pant, relishing in the touch of his lips on my exposed skin.
"I...kiss...can't...kiss...wait...kiss...any...kiss...longer...kiss...I...kiss...love...kiss...you...kiss...and...need...kiss...you." He says between kisses.
I feel butterflies in the pit of my stomach. This is really it. It's going to happen because fuck if I don't want I too. Damon's not going to stop tonight and I don't want him to. I love this guy, it's about time I show him just how much.
I push him up and he looks a little disappointed. I smirk and jump on top of him, throwing my mask off at the same time. I trace the contours of his face with my fingers before peeling his mask off too. His eyes are hooded and lust filled as they rake over my face, neck and cleavage.
We kiss again until the limo stops.
We're back at the house.
Damon steps out first, as soon as I'm out he scoops me up into his arms and kicks the limo door shut making a b-line for the house. Once inside he fucking runs upstairs to our room, still carrying me and I laugh at his enthusiasm.
He sets me on my feet. "Are you laughing at me Miss. Gilbert?" He stalks towards me till my back hits the wall.
My teeth sink into my bottom lip. "MmmHmm," I croon.
I hear a growl escape from his mouth and that alone made me instantly wet. His soft lips are back on mine and this time I give as much as I get. My hands rub over his shoulders and push his jacket off. Next I unbutton his dress shirt while he's fiddling with the lace on my corset. Once I push his shirt off I pull back so I can look at him.
His chest is well defined and toned. I marvel at the way his muscles contract and contort with his movements. I run my hands over his chest before turning around and placing both of my palms on the wall, bending a little so it's easier for him to undo my corset.
"Unf...Elena, you have no idea what you're doing to me right now." He says pushing himself into my backside.
"Oh, but I think I do." My breath catches in my throat when I feel his erection against my ass.
I feel his hands grip my hips and turn me around slowly. He pushes the the material from my dress away from body, leaving the top half of me exposed. I can't help but feel a little embarrassed as he stares at my chest without saying a word or looking anywhere else. He must have sensed my uneasiness. He smiles and grabs the back of my neck bringing me closer to him. Damon's mouth begins to leave hot, open mouthed kisses over my neck, nibbling on my collar bone until he reaches the swell of my breasts.
My fingers lace into his hair as soon as I feel his warm mouth take one of my nipples in. His soft tongue twirling and swirling around it and gently nipping it between his teeth before doing the same with the other.
"Mm, that feels so good." I mumble.
I hear a light groan pass through his lips that sends shivers down my spine. I smoothly push my dress down over my hips and let it fall and pool at my feet. I step out of it, take Damon's hand and lead him over to the bed where I push him down so he's laying flat. In just my panties, I climb up his body allowing my mouth and tongue to kiss and lick his chest and nipples.
I've really never felt like this. Like I have everything I need but never wanted. I've been with my fair share of guys in my time but none have felt like this...loving, tender, excited, exhilarating and right all at the same time.
My hands are quick to getting his pants off. He's long and thick, just like I had imagined he would be. I wrap my hand around his thick cock and run my thumb over the head. I bite my lip and smile when I hear him hiss in pleasure. I lean down and lightly flick my tongue on the head while I stroke the rest of him. Then I place my hands on his hips as I slowly lowered my head, my mouth engulfing his cock slowly, inch by inch.
"Oh, God, Elena." I feel his hands fist my hair. I let his hands guide me up and down his length for a few minutes before he pushed me away gently. I let him toss me over so that I'm lying on my back. He starts at my neck and he trails open mouthed kisses down chest.
"Hmm, Ms. Gilbert.." he murmurs between licks, "so fucking exquisite."
I moan and thread my fingers through his hair as he moves lower. He's moving so slowly that I'm ready to pounce on him and take control when his tongue drags slowly up my slit. I gasp and grip his hair tighter, errant thoughts runs through my mind that at this rate he'd be bald by the time he was through with me but all thoughts leave my head as I feel him take my clit between his lips and sucks hard.
"Unff, Damon!"
He moans around my tiny bundle of nerves as he slowly pushes two fingers inside of me. He moves them in and out, slow but hard. I'm so close, incredibly close when Damon takes his fingers and his mouth away from me. I stare at him incredulously as he moves back up my body.
"What the hell?" I question. He grabbed my thighs and settled in between my legs.
He lifts my legs up around his waist and thrusts his cock playfully so it grazes my swollen clit eliciting a groan from me. I feel Damon align himself at my entrance and push into me slowly. The feeling of my pussy stretching to accommodate his girth was sinful. My searing heat engulfing his cock as he pushes further and deeper into me. My nails dig into his shoulder blades when he draws back and then slams back into me so hard that my breath gets caught in my throat and my eyes roll into the back of my head.
"Fuck, baby! You're so tight." He mutters into my ear. His hot breath sends a wave of lust through my body.
"Jesus...you feel so good." I breath out.
His pace gets faster and his thrusts get deeper and I've all but forgotten my own fucking name. I cross my feet over his back and pull my ass off of the bed to meet his movements so he can get that thick, sexy cock of his deeper into me.
"Unf...Elena...fuck...so wet."
Fuck I love it when he talks dirty!
"Harder!" I wail, bucking my hips up to his.
I want him...no, need him deeper. The room is filled with out grunts and groans and the sound of his balls slapping against my ass as he is slamming into me.
"Mmm, I need to taste you again." He says withdrawing his cock from the warmth of my pussy.
I whimper from the sudden feeling of emptiness but moan loudly as his mouth attacks my clit. Sucking it hard, his tongue swirling around it. I start to grind on his mouth, feeling that sensation in the pit of my stomach, getting stronger and stronger.
"I'm going to cum." I scream. Damon's mouth works like a well oiled machine as he laps at my sex until I climax all over his tongue.
"Christ, you drive me wild." He snarls, climbing back up and sliding his cock back inside me. He goes slow and then fast, pushing my legs up to get deeper. I reach my hand down and massage his balls as he thrusts in and out of me. I feel his whole body start to tense and then it shudders as his orgasm rips through him.
He collapses down onto my chest as we both pant and try to steady out breathing. I lace my fingers through his hair.
"Elena...that...was...I...love...you." He mutters incoherently.
I giggle. "I love you too, Damon Salvatore."
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