Thank you yet again to my amazingly awesome beta Kitty (trouble and she knows it), without you this chapter wouldn't be nearly as good. Thank you! The longest smut scene I have ever written is in this chapter, but sadly the smut does not mean there will be no more drama. The regularly scheduled relationship drama picks up next chapter again. Read and review... feed the muse and you'll get an update faster.
When Elena woke up the next morning Damon was nowhere to be found. His side of the bed was cool, signalling that he hadn't been there in a while. She rubbed her eyes and sat up, focusing her hearing to the surrounding area. She smiled when she heard him downstairs, cooking breakfast she assumed given that she heard the sizzling sound of bacon. She swung her legs out of bed and stretched before walking downstairs still wearing her pyjamas.
"Good morning." She greeted him when she walked into the kitchen. He looked so good in only a pair of black drawstring pants.
"Morning." He said smiling the boyish grin that always made her insides flutter. She was nearly certain that she was the only one who ever got to see that grin. It was her favourite out of all the expressions he had, maybe with the exception of his smirk. How she loved that smirk. He walked over and pressed a quick kiss to her lips and she smiled.
"Can I help you with anything?" She asked as she glanced around the kitchen.
"You can squeeze some orange juice if you want." He told her.
"Sure." She agreed. She couldn't help but stare at him as she made the orange juice. He was the perfect male specimen. His looks were the first thing that drew her to him, but it was his heart and his personality that kept her around. Elena watched with rapt fascination as the muscles in his back flexed as he chopped some potatoes for hash browns. She sighed audibly and he turned to look at her with the infuriatingly sexy smirk on his face.
"Like something you see?" He asked cockily.
"No. Nothing too interesting. Here's your juice." She said brushing it off.
"Uh huh. Sure." He said smirking.
"I'm going to take a quick shower. I'll be back before breakfast." Elena said scurrying out of the room. Damon shook his head and smiled, she really was too cute for her own good.
By the time he had breakfast ready, she was coming back down the stairs. Her hair was still wet but she had a pair of denim shorts and a tank top on. Even dressed so casually she really was beautiful.
"Breakfast time. It's on the terrace." Damon said gently pushing her outside.
"Oooh yummy. You went all out didn't you?" She said when she seen the small feast awaiting them.
"I couldn't decide what I wanted, so I made it all. I figure whatever we don't eat, we can take over to Bella and Antonio after breakfast." Damon said shrugging his shoulders.
"That is brilliant. Or we could invite them over." Elena suggested.
"That's a good plan too. If you want to go get them, I'll go get a couple more place settings." Damon said. Elena nodded and walked over to the guest house and knocked on the door.
"Miss Gilbert, what can I do for you this morning?" Antonio asked when he answered the door.
"Damon and I wanted to know if you and your wife would like to come by for breakfast right now. Damon made way too much food and we don't want to waste it." She said.
"We would be honoured to join you Miss Gilbert." Antonio said.
"Okay. Just come over whenever you're ready. Breakfast is ready and served." Elena said.
"We will be there shortly. Bella will love this." Antonio said as he shut the door. Elena walked back to the terrace and sat down in the chair she vacated earlier.
"Are they coming?" Damon asked.
"Yes. They will be here shortly." She answered and speared a hash brown on her fork.
"So what do you want to do today?" Damon asked.
"Let's just hang out. I don't want to plan." Elena said smiling.
"That sounds perfect." Damon said liking the sound of what she planned.
"Good morning. Thank you for inviting us to breakfast this morning." Bella said as her and Antonio walked up.
"It was our pleasure." Elena said smiling at the older couple whom she was really starting to like.
"This looks so delicious. Mister Salvatore you are a truly amazing cook." Bella complimented him.
"Thanks. This was easy, I was just a little too indecisive this morning." He said gesturing to the wide array of items to eat.
Once breakfast was finished Bella and Antonio offered to clear the dishes.
"No I insist allow me to help you this morning. You didn't have to invite us over for breakfast." Bella said.
"No. We can do it. It's easy. It'll take no time at all." Damon argued.
"I insist Damon. Young man, take the beautiful girl and do something fun with her. I wish to clean up the kitchen." Bella said going into responsible mom mode.
"Alright then." Damon said taken aback at the tone of voice she used on him. He hadn't heard anything akin to that since his mother had been alive.
"Do you want to go for a walk? I want to see the rest of the grounds." Elena asked.
"Sure. Let's go." Damon agreed. Elena surprised him and took his hand, lacing her fingers with his. They walked slowly with their hands swinging lightly between them.
"We really should phone home and see what everyone else is up to." Elena murmured as they walked.
"Now why would we want to do that?" Damon asked sneaking a quick glance at her.
"I'm sure they're wondering if we've killed each other yet, especially with how bad we were before we left." She said.
"Hmm, I guess you're right. But if they thought either of us were in any sort of danger with each other they wouldn't have let us leave." Damon told her.
"I guess you're right, but I want to talk to Jenna." Elena said. "Caroline too." She added as an afterthought.
"I guess talking to Alaric wouldn't be so bad either. I need to make sure he's not replacing me as his best friend, although that's not really an issue. Ric can't find anyone better than me." Damon said with his cockiest smirk on his face.
"I'm sure he could if he really put his mind to it." Elena said bumping her hip with his.
"No he couldn't. There is no one out there like me." He said certainly.
"No there most definitely isn't. And I think that might be a good thing." Elena said adopting her own smirk.
"I like being one of a kind. But how about this, we call home tomorrow. Today let's just be." He said.
"Sounds good to me. Wow this place is so beautiful." She said of the grounds surrounding the house.
"I love it here. I feel at home here. Maybe it's my heritage." He said idly.
"This place just has such a homey feeling. I love it here. If we ever completely tire of Mystic Falls, I would not be adverse to moving here." She said.
"We'll keep that in mind." Damon said smiling as they continued walking.
"Do you have any good books here?" Elena asked once they were finished their walk.
"Hmm, let's go see. I don't remember what I have here." He said pondering it for a minute. They walked into one of the sitting rooms, and browsed through the antique bookshelf sitting on one wall. "This is all I have. There has to be something good there. Most of the books are old." He told her. She smiled and kissed his cheek before starting to look at books.
"I'll read "Gone with the Wind."" She said once she found an old copy of the book sitting on the shelf.
"Good luck. It's insanely long." He said.
"I know. Have you read it?" She asked curiously.
"Many times. It's probably my favourite book." He admitted.
"How did I not know that before now? We've been together for a few years now." She asked.
"I guess it never came up in conversation. While you read I'm just going to sit and relax with a couple glasses of good bourbon." He said.
"Okay. Are you going to sit in here?" She asked.
"I was going to sit on the terrace. It's nice out there." He said standing up.
"Okay. I'll stay in here. It's quiet." She said loving the room.
"Okay. I'll see you later." Damon said before he walked out of the room.
They spent the rest of the day just relaxing, relieved that they were apart for some time. Every time they were together there was an electric current racing through their bodies, and the more time they spent together the worse it got. It was making it very difficult to maintain their intention of taking it slow.
"What do you want for dinner?" Damon asked after he came back in the house.
"Whatever you make will be fine." She assured him.
"Do you just want something light?" He asked.
"Yeah. I'm not that hungry." She agreed.
"Okay." He said beginning to walk away.
"Do you want any help?" She asked awkwardly. The second he walked into the room that current had started up again.
"No. I can do it. You can keep reading." He said walking into the kitchen. Elena took a deep breath when he was gone. It seemed to be getting worse; the ache that she felt whenever he was near was getting to be unmanageable. She hoped that he felt the same. She didn't want to be the only one affected by his closeness.
For dinner he made some simple sandwiches and a salad, and they ate in silence, both feeling the tension cracking between them.
"Any idea of what you want to do tomorrow?" Damon asked clearing his throat.
"You're the tour guide." Elena answered.
"Okay. I'll think of something." Damon nodded.
"Sounds good." Elena agreed awkwardly. Conversation was not as easy as it usually was with the sexual tension circulating throughout the room. They both wanted to be with each other but neither wanted to rush it.
"You feel it too right?" He asked after a few minutes of eating in silence.
"Yes. But we can't do anything about it. We're not rushing things." She said.
"I know. I think I'm going to sleep in the spare room tonight. I don't want us to suffer through this all night too." Damon said as he finished his plate of food.
"That's probably a good idea. Don't want to rush things." She agreed, while being somewhat disappointed that he wasn't going to be sleeping beside her that night.
"Yes. I'll clean up the kitchen, you can read or do something else." Damon said once they were done eating.
"I can help if you want." She offered.
"We need to keep our distance until this electricity goes away." He told her. She nodded her head and walked into the TV room.
Damon came in after he cleaned up the kitchen and sat down beside her.
"What are you watching?" He asked staring at the screen.
"Some Italian soap opera. I don't even know what they're saying." She said shaking her head.
"I'll translate for you. Unless you want to find something in English." He said picking up the remote.
"Can you find me something in English?" She asked. He smiled and started flipping through the channels until he came to a TV comedy.
"Here." He said putting the remote on the arm of the couch. As they watched TV the tension eased off a bit, as they were partially occupied with something else. They both enjoyed the comfortable nature of sitting beside each other watching TV.
"I think I'm going to take a quick shower, then go to bed." Elena said getting off the couch after watching a few shows with him.
"Okay. I'll see you in the morning." Damon said. She leaned down and kissed his cheek before walking upstairs.
Once she was in the safety of the bedroom she stripped off her clothes and walked into the bathroom. The water adjusted quickly and she stepped under the hot spray. The water soothed her and she stayed in the shower longer than necessary. Once she was done she wrapped her hair in a towel and wrapped a large plush towel above her breasts. Elena quickly ran a brush through her hair before walking into the bedroom to search for some pyjamas to wear. She stopped in her tracks when she saw Damon standing their going through his dresser.
"Sorry. I just came in to get some... pants." He said trailing off when he sees her clad only in a towel.
"Yeah." She sighed. The attraction between the two of them seemed even more acute now since she was only in a towel. He could feel his resolve weakening, especially when he caught a whiff of her sweet arousal. This was affecting her just as much as it was him. He shook his head quickly trying to gather his thoughts.
"I'll see you tomorrow." He said as he rushed to the door.
"Damon." She sighed. The way she said his name stopped him in his tracks and he stopped to look at her. Her brown eyes were darkened with lust. The look on her face completely snapped his resolve and he walked over to her.
"Elena." He sighed before connecting their lips. He backed them against the wall and kissed her passionately. Her arms went around his back and held him to her while he kissed her with everything he had. She sighed into his mouth, giving his tongue access. She broke the kiss and moaned when his lips moved down her jaw, to her neck. His lips latched onto her pulse point as Elena runs her hands through his hair. Damon continued his journey down and kissed along the exposed half-moons of her breasts which were still covered by the towel. He had every inch of her pressed against the wall, and every inch of him was pressed against her. She moaned and pulled him back up to her lips so she could kiss him. She kissed his lower lip before biting down on it causing him to hiss. She soothed the bite mark with her tongue before repeating the same action to his upper lip. Damon took control of the kiss again and stuck his tongue into her mouth to tangle with hers. He braced himself with his arms on the wall while Elena groped everywhere she could reach on his body. She ran her hands under his shirt and felt his soft skin under her fingertips. He ground into her as he kissed her. They broke the kiss in need of air and she attacked his neck with kisses and soft bites.
"Elena." He groaned out. She threaded her fingers through his hair and kissed him again before pushing him away. He looked at her confused until her towel fell to the floor, he grinned eyes alight with anticipation. He stared unabashed before leaning in to kiss her again. He kissed her hard before breaking it and moving downward. He sucked and nibbled his way down her neck and kept going until he reached her breasts. Damon sucked a rosy peak into his mouth, while tweaking its twin between his thumb and forefinger. Elena moaned and ground into Damon's fully clothed body.
"Please." She begged, not entirely sure what she was begging for, but wanting it anyway. She had her head hung back as she took in all the pleasure he was giving her. He took his time, savouring every inch of her body, it had been too long since he had her like this. Once he was done with the first breast he moved to the other one and gave it the same attention. Elena was more turned on than she could remember ever being. Everything he was doing was pushing her closer to an orgasm she was never quite in reach of. He kissed down her quivering belly until he found her wetness. He inhaled sharply, something which used to embarrass Elena but didn't anymore.
"You smell so good." He moaned against her flesh. Elena sighed, feeling his warm breath on her bare womanhood.
Waxing and shaving had been a habit she had gotten into a couple years earlier when she saw how much he enjoyed her when she was hairless. He slipped a finger inside her and started thrusting it in and out of her heat. She groaned, keeping her vampire visage down. When he pulled his finger out he licked it clean and reinserted it.
Elena could barely keep her eyes open at the pleasure he was giving her. He replaced his finger with his mouth. He swirled his tongue inside her as he rubbed her clit with the pad of this thumb. The man was extraordinarily talented with his mouth. He was going to make her come and he was still completely clothed. He was clearly in agony though as she could see how turned on he was through his black jeans, being a vampire certainly had done something to his ability to ignore his own want for hers.
"Damon. I'm so close." She sighed as she threaded her hands through his hair unsure whether she wanted to push him away or make him finish her off. He smirked against her sensitive flesh and never stopped what he was doing below. When he returned his attention to her clit she went off, her body shook with the force of her orgasm. It had been so long since he had made her come like that. Any orgasm that either of them had over the past few months had been the result of rough fucking after intense arguments.
He slowly stood and kissed her. She could taste her juices on his lips and somehow that managed to turn her on all over again. Realizing the discomfort he must be in she gently pushed him towards the bed while stripping him. She pushed his T shirt over his head, leaving the upper body she had admired earlier that morning completely bare, when the shirt was no longer an issue she worked on the low-slung jeans, it took her no time to have them pushed around his ankles. He managed to step out of them while continuing to be backed towards the bed.
He let himself fall onto the bed when the back of his knees hit and she fell with him. Damon wrapped his arms around her as they moved back on the bed until they were in the center. Elena raised herself up on her feet, holding herself over him, and positioned his fully tumescent cock so she could sink down on him. They moaned in unison as he filled her slowly. When he was fully seated inside her she started slowly riding him. He placed his hands on her thighs and watched her move over him. There was something spectacular about having her on top, it was just as good as having her beneath him, or having her in the shower... or having her anywhere pretty much. Sex no matter how it happened was beyond incredible when it was the two of them. He sat up so he could kiss her, she immediately opened her mouth to welcome his tongue. It was an erotic dance they had perfected over the years, it came with the intimate knowledge they had of the others body.
"Shit, Elena I'm so close." He moaned, throwing his head back. They moved together, her thrusting downward and him moving up, both so close to competion. Her efforts paid off and as she exploded around him he followed almost directly behind her. She stayed where she was while she regained her senses. She had her head buried in his chest and his arms were wrapped tightly around her.
"That was so good." Elena breathed.
"One of the best." Damon agreed. When Elena was able to move she lifted herself off of him and rolled onto her spot on the bed.
"Good night." Elena said flipping off the lamp on her side of the big bed.
"Good night." Damon said rolling onto his side.