Thank you again to my brilliant beta Kitty for making this good. She is the difference in a okay chapter and a great chapter.
The top was down on the car and the music played loudly as the vampire couple made their way back to Sarteano. For once he kept the needle at the speed limit, not in any hurry to get back.
"Last night was so perfect." Elena sighed. Her long brown hair blew in the wind and she had a wide smile on her face.
"Tonight will be even more perfect." He told her with a secret smile on his face.
"You have plans for tonight too?" Elena asked excitedly.
"Yep." He murmured popping the "P"."
"Care to tell me what they are?" She asked batting her eyes at him.
"Nope." He told her.
"Please... I'll make it worth your while." She prompted.
"I'm sure you would, but that doesn't change anything. I'm still not telling you." He told her pressing a kiss to her hand.
"Damon..." She whined.
"Don't whine Elena, it's not attractive." Damon told her smirking.
"Not even when I do it?" She asked jutting her lower lip out.
"Not even when you do it baby." He affirmed.
"Damn it." Elena sighed looking out her window. Reaching into the center console of the car, Elena grabbed her camera and snapped a picture of the Italian countryside. She loved this country, it was so beautiful and she would love to spend more time there. Elena knew that if she asked Damon, he would stay. He would convince her to stay in Italy, potentially forever.
"I can't wait to get back to the house. Maybe a shower... relaxing in the hot tub... bed. Unless you have a better plan." Elena suggested, her eyes glinting.
"I told you already, I have a plan for this evening." He reminded her.
"Does in involve the hot tub or the bathtub in our room?" She asked.
"Perhaps after. We're not going to be at the house for much of the night." He told her.
"Where are we going this time?" She asked a little disgruntled. She was hoping for a quiet night at home, but evidently that wasn't going to happen. The scenery changed a few minutes later into lush farmland, the image of Sarteano.
"Almost home." She breathed.
"I'm sure Bella missed you. She's grown fond of you." Damon murmured.
"I like her too." Elena admitted.
Damon parked in his usual spot in front of the house and got out of the car. Bella was outside pruning the rose bushes when they showed up. She stood up and offered them a smile.
"How was your trip?" She asked walking over to the couple who were clearly happier than when they left.
"It was wonderful, he made it wonderful. Best date night ever." Elena murmured happily.
"You two are considerably happier than when you left here." Bella noted.
"We worked it out." Elena shrugged, reaching up and kissing Damon's cheek softly.
"I'm going inside." Damon told her kissing her quickly and turning towards the house.
"Are you going to finalize plans for tonight?" She asked curiously.
"There is nothing to finalize." He told her smirking, knowing the mystery was going to drive her crazy.
"Damon!" Elena called annoyed.
"I know you want to know, but you will have to wait my dear. Find something to occupy yourself until it's time to leave
again." He told her as he walked into the house.
"Do you want to help me with the flowers?" Bella asked knowingly.
"Yes, thank you. Since he's being an ass and won't tell me what we're doing tonight." Elena called loud enough for him to hear. She heard him chuckle as he walked into the house, and she rolled her eyes.
"What do you want me to wear?" Elena asked a few hours later from the massive walk in closet.
"Something comfortable." He told her smirking, knowing the non-committal answer would drive her mad.
"A dress, shorts, jeans? What should I wear Damon?" Elena demanded annoyed at him.
"Well, a dress wouldn't be the best bet for where we're going." He told her shrugging.
"God I hate you." Elena muttered as she slipped into a pair of jeans. He walked up behind her and placed his hands on her hips, turning her to face him.
"You don't hate me." He told her, caressing her cheeks softly.
"Ah yes I think I do." She told him petulantly.
"No, by your own admission you love me." He smirked.
"I lied." She whispered, distracted by his close proximity.
"You can't lie to save your life Elena Gilbert." He whispered before kissing her ever so softly. He pulled away before she even got close to getting her fill of kissing him.
"No." She said trying to pull him back to her lips.
"No. We have to get ready to go." He stated stepping out of her embrace, when it was the only place he wanted to be.
"We could always just stay here... make a little love... She suggested hoping he would take her suggestion.
"Nope, we have dinner reservations." He alerted her.
"Dinner reservations?! I'm wearing jeans and a t shirt." Elena screeched.
"It's not a fancy restaurant. Very casual, I just thought that you'd want to eat before we hit our next destination." He told her.
"You thought right, but I still want to know where this next destination is." Elena muttered.
"I'm not telling, though I'm positive you will enjoy it." He told her picking up her hand and kissing the back of it sweetly.
"You're too sweet for your own good. I can't stay mad at you when you're like this." Elena muttered.
"I'm glad, now let's get going." He suggested placing his hand on the small of her back and leading her out of the bedroom. She could feel the heat from his hand and somehow just the act of touching her lower back made her want him desperately. She was unlikely to survive the evening if those illicit touches kept up.
The car ride to the small outdoors cafe was fraught with sexual tension, as was any alone time they spent together.
"This is where we're eating?" Elena asked surprised that Damon would take her to a place like that. He always seemed to prefer the fancy restaurants where he could throw his impressive cash around, giving her everything she wanted.
"Yep, this place is amazing. It's been here since last time I was here, I knew the original owners." He explained to her.
"This is so not your style." She said before he placed his hand on her back again.
"Are you trying to torture me?" Elena asked as he led her to a table set for two.
"Not intentionally." He noted.
"Ah right." She snorted as a waiter immediately came to their table. Damon conversed with him in perfect Italian and ordered for the two of them. Him taking control like that made her hotter than she was before. She squeezed her thighs together to relieve the agony and he simply smirked at her.
"Something getting you hot Elena?" He whispered.
"You know what you do to me." She muttered.
"Mmhmm." He murmured as his foot snuck across to her side of the table and surreptitiously ran up her leg. She gasped and nearly choked on the wine that was poured for them immediately after sitting down. She coughed and glared at him while he shot her an innocent look.
"That look doesn't belong anywhere near your face Damon. I don't think you've ever been innocent." Elena muttered still scowling at him.
"Sure I was... maybe when I was a baby." He suggested.
"I'm talking about after you learned to speak." Elena muttered taking a bread stick out of the basket in the middle of the table. His feet continued to play with hers under the table and she couldn't fight back a smile that appeared on her face. Their relationship was so easy at the moment, it took her back to the time right after she transitioned when they were the happiest as a couple.
"I love you." She whispered taking his hand in hers across the table. He grinned and pulled their joined hands up to press a kiss to the back of hers.
"I want you so bad." She whispered not wanting anyone else in the outdoor dining area to overhear her.
"You're just going to have to wait. A quickie in the bathroom or in my car is not on my list of things to do today." He told her kissing the back of her hand again.
"How about a quickie at the next place you take me?" She asked hopefully.
"Not going to happen. We happen to be going to a very public location with hundreds of people." He alerted.
"Good lord why?" She asked annoyed and desperate.
They ate their meals in relative silence as Elena tried to overcome her unfortunate arousal. She wanted him but he didn't seem willing to accommodate her. Once they were both finished he left money on the table and led her back out to the car. The air between them crackled with acute need as they walked side by side, hands clasped and swinging gently in between them.
"So you're saying I can't convince you to take me quickly in the backseat of your car?" She asked with an almost pleading lilt to her voice.
"That's exactly what I'm saying." Damon affirmed. Elena hissed and sank into the passenger seat of the car.
"We're going to a carnival?" Elena asked excitedly when she heard the screaming and chattering that always accompanied a carnival.
"You figured that out and it's not even in sight yet." Damon laughed.
"I know what carnivals sound like. They sound like... freedom." Elena tried to explain.
"I thought you might enjoy this. It's the last night that it's here." He told her as he parked the car as far to the back of the parking lot as possible.
"You know this parking spot has its advantages." Elena noted as she leaned over closer to him in the cramped space.
"Have you ever had sex in a Ferrari? Not fun, no space to move." He told her.
"You're really going to make me wait." She sighed.
"Yes I am. I may kiss you at the top of the Ferris Wheel though." He bargained.
"You better do much more than kiss me at the top of the Ferris Wheel." She stated petulantly.
"As much fun as fucking on the top of the Ferris Wheel seems to be, I think I'll have to pass." He murmured.
"Fine, I give up. We'll do this your way. I want cotton candy." She stated steering him through the gates and wandering the grounds looking for a cotton candy stand. When she found it, she got some money from Damon and paid for a bag.
"Do you want to sit down and eat that?" He asked. She nodded and he led her to an unoccupied bench. Elena alternated eating pieces of cotton candy and feeding pieces to Damon. He seductively sucked the confection of her fingers spiking her arousal. After several long minutes the cotton candy was empty and Elena stood up.
"You're cruel you know." She told him reaching out to take his hand.
"I'm aware... just think about how amazing it will be when we get home." He told her and she elbowed him in the ribs.
"I don't think I'll be able to wait until we get home." She told him as they made their way over to the Ferris Wheel.
"I hate lines." He alerted her.
"I know you do baby." She teased, patting his cheek condescendingly. The line slowly got shorter and they eventually made their way to the front of the line.
"Finally. I happen to like the Ferris Wheel." He told her as they sat down in their car and pulled the bar over their laps. Damon slung his arm around her shoulder and she scooted a bit closer to him, laying her head on his shoulder. She kissed his chest through his shirt and he kissed the top of her head. She snuck her hand into his lap and lightly scratched at the inside of his thigh. He glanced at her warning her to stop what she was doing. She smirked at him and continued her ministrations. He covered her hand with his and held it still.
"Stop." He told her before kissing her quickly. She snuck her tongue into his mouth, deepening the kiss.
"All I can think about is having you." Elena whispered as the Ferris Wheel continued its rotation.
"Occupy yourself with something else." He instructed her.
"I don't want to, I want to occupy myself with you." She whined.
"Not going to happen until later." He reminded her.
"But it will happen?" She clarified with a smile on her face.
"If you're good." He agreed. She squealed and threw her arms around him, not caring in the least that the car started wobbling. Even if they did fall out of there it wouldn't kill them, being a vampire was a handy little trick in situations such as that.
"I'll be good. I promise." She vowed.
"You'd better. I can smell you." He reminded her. He knew if she had still been human she would have blushed at that comment.
"Of course you can. It's been you who has been torturing me all fricken night." She argued.
"Baby that's my job." He reminded her as the wheel started moving again after having them trapped at the top for a moment.
"What do you want to do now?" He asked once they were off the Ferris Wheel.
"Since I know my answer is not going to be accepted, I would say the Tilt a Whirl." She suggested.
"Done." He agreed as he led her over to the spinning ride. She squealed and screamed on the ride, and had a wide smile on her face. Even through her frustration and her need for him she was clearly having fun. They went on every ride more than once when Damon finally told Elena that they could go home now.
"Finally." She cheered as she took his hand and practically dragged him away from the carnival.
"Did you have fun at least?" He asked when they were back at the Ferrari.
"I had a blast, thank you for tonight baby. I've always loved carnivals." She told him.
"Good, then was the sexual torture worth it in the end?" He asked.
"It will be once I get some relief, as of right now I hate you for it." She told him.
"I'll make it better, I promise." He told her.
"You'd better, on second thought why don't you make it better right here right now?" She asked hopefully.
"Nah, we'll wait until we get home." He denied. She scowled out the open window until she saw the lights of the big house.
"Yay we're home." She cheered once the car had stopped. She leaped out of the car and dragged him into the house, slamming the door behind her.