Elena

She didn't remember when she woke up, she was too weak to open her eyes right now, to move, to pretend to breath. She was so hungry. Her mind slowly waking. Remembering everything that had happened. She tried to make her mind work to form words but trying to sift through the fog was so tiring. The darkness moved in once more.

She didn't know how many times she'd faded in and out, only that her need to open her eyes was growing stronger while her strength was slowly fading. She had to open her eyes. She had to see his face. She knew how much pain he'd be in right now. She slowly extended one hand, just a centimetre or two but he was staring at her so intently he would have noticed anything.

"Elena?"

She felt a soft kiss against her forehead. She cracked her eyes open, barely enough to see. She could smell blood. It wasn't until she couldn't find the energy to drink did she realise how badly hurt she was. She felt blood trickling down her throat. With the first drop she woke up. The part of her that had been sleeping awakened. Her darkening eyes were surrounded by veins, her fangs sliced through her gums, animalistic growls escaping her lips. She drank and she drank and she drank until she became aware that she was encased in someone's arms. In his arms. She finally opened her eyes fully, drinking in the sight of him.

"Damon."

Damon

"Elena?"

She cracked her eyes open slightly, seeming unable to drink. He frowned. Yes, he'd researched and knew what had happened but that didn't explain her lack of energy for blood. Come on, drink he thought silently as he trickled some down her throat. He breathed a sigh of relief when she seemed to wake up, drinking the blood until she was well and truly sated. She opened her eyes and uttered one word. His name.

That was all it took. Just one word coming from her lips for him to lose all self control. He rolled them over so he was lying on top of her, his eyes full of longing, hers full of trust. He restrained himself from crushing his lips to hers and waited for her to say something. She didn't. Their eyes locked with one another, drinking in the sight of each other. He felt arms snake around his neck and into his hair, pulling his face closer to hers. His hands found their way into place, one in her hair, one on her lower back, pressing her closer to him. She pressed her lips to his hesitantly, as though she was scared he had changed his mind. Yeah, like that could happen. That one gentle kiss broke open a damn of passion, longing and desperation. He crushed his lips back to her, consuming her with his love. Her hands moved to his shirts unbuttoning it slowly and pushing it off his shoulders. Her hands roamed up and down his defined stomach while her legs wrapped around him, savouring the feeling of him. Their mouths moved together, making up for lost time and taking out their pent-up frustration on one another. He moved his lips from her mouth to place gentle kissed across her jaw and down her neck, unbuttoning the shirt she was wearing which happened to be one of his. He loved the way she grabbed his face to bring his mouth back to hers. He could feel her smile against his lips as he kissed his way to her ear.

"You have no idea how much I missed you." He breathed against her ear.

She replied with another thought-stopping kiss that made his head spin.

He froze in his kisses looking slightly annoyed. "I swear, if Barbie comes in here and ruins this I am going to kill her." he whispered softly.

He watched her cock her ear to the side, listening. She frowned slightly. "I may just help you."

They both held their breath, waiting, silently praying she wouldn't barge in.

"Damon! Is Elena up yet?" She called brightly before wandering casually into the room looking around.

He wanted to murder her but he felt Elena press her finger against his lips and pull his face back to hers, her hands in his hair, holding him in place. They broke apart after a few moments, waiting in anticipation for Caroline's reaction.

It was worth the wait.

She finally looked properly at the bed to realise that he was lying on top of Elena with his shirt off and hers half unbuttoned before screaming at the top of her lungs and throwing her hands over her eyes. She then proceeded to try to run out the room with her eyes covered. The result had Elena in hysterical laughter. He watched her jump out of bed to hug her best friend. He rolled onto his stomach, cushioning his head in his arms enjoying the view of the shorts she was wearing with only his half unbuttoned shirt to cover her up. He rolled out of bed to stand behind her silently, enjoying the look of suspicion on Caroline's face. He grabbed Elena around the waist and pulled her backwards onto the bed, their arms and legs tangled together, listening to her soft laughter. Barbie looked absolutely mortified at the current situation and itching for an excuse to leave. He was happy to give her one.

"Barbie, you're interrupting" he paused to wink at Elena, who elbowed him smiling "come back in a hour." he glanced at Elena who was convulsing with laughter before adding "or tomorrow."

She prodded him in the ribs so he would let go of her before standing up and linking arms with Caroline. He smirked at her. He groaned as he forced himself to get out of bed and headed for the door, grabbing his shirt from the floor on the way out not bothering to button it. He wanted everyone to know what they'd just deprived him of.

A/n: So sorry this is so short but I didn't want to continue the plot in this chapter as it's pure Delena.

Don't know if i'll get the next chapter done today, will definitely be up tomorrow

-Ex