Only Girl In The World
The scented oils –lavender and rose – glide over your skin. Numerous candles light the room in a dim candle light. Their shadows flicker over the floor, dancing in time to the strong, powerful hands that caress your body. The pads of his fingers exert pressure over your shoulder blades, rubbing in circles to ease the knots of tension from within you. You sigh beneath his touch as you feel yourself becoming more relaxed, and your body sinks further into the feather soft bed beneath you. Your arms are spread loosely at your sides and your hair streams out to the side like a silk banner. There's a slight pressure on the backs of your thighs – barely there – where he straddles you to give him better access to your body.
In the background calming music of waves crashing against the shore comes from a hidden docking station. You can almost feel the waves tickling at your feet, the warm water lapping at your toes. Through the open window a cooling breeze floats through. The scent of salt is on the air and you can imagine the taste of it on your tongue. Small birds chirp in the nearby trees, their song relaxing and different to all those around you.
You close your eyes and let Damon's hands roam wherever they please. The rough callouses on the palms of his hands graze your skin, adding new sensations to your over sensitive flesh. As if sensing this, he presses the palm of his hands down on your shoulder blades and you both hear the knot there pop. Almost immediately Damon soothes the area with gentle circles of his fingertips.
"You feel so soft beneath my touch," he murmurs as his hands move lower down your spine. A shiver runs through your body. "I don't know what I've done to deserve you." Damon's voice is like ribbon and bark, rough with emotion yet smooth and alluring at the same time. To emphasise his words, he leans down to press a soft kiss at the back of your exposed neck.
Damon turns his hands so the sides of his hands can rub horizontally across your spine. You attempt to meet his touch but your body refuses to listen to you. You're so relaxed that you can't feel either your arms or your legs. It is as if you're floating; just your body with Damon's hands and his hypnotising voice.
"No longer do I feel the need to possess you. Somehow you've tamed my heart." His hands continue to explore your exposed skin. Above you, you feel his weight shift as reaches over for the vial of oil. In amongst the sound of waves, you can hear the slight noise as the oil trickles into his open palm. Then his hands begin where they left off.
The oil is cool against your heated skin. It's a welcomed contrast. The more Damon speaks, the more you allow yourself to be swept away by his words. You've been aware of your growing connection for a while now. But never have you allowed yourself to believe it up and till now. Somehow, out of all the women in the world, you have been the one to capture Damon's attention. And most of all – keep it.
"I never thought you'd have this effect on me," he says, his voice but a whisper above the sound of waves. His hands move down your sides, kneading the skin in circles and alternating the pressure he applies. You're jelly beneath his touch. "I never thought you'd mean this much to me."
Damon continues to move down your body and his hands put pressure at the small of your back. You squirm beneath his touch, silently begging him to continue to worship your body. The strong scents of lavender and rose help to relax your senses further. "From the moment I saw you I knew I needed to have you. You drove me wild and the more I tried to stay away the more I needed you."
He moves from you and lies down beside you. His face is only inches from yours and roll onto your side to give him more space. Damon's dark eyes sparkle with emotion but you're not sure which. He's so good at hiding what he truly feels behind fake thoughts and feelings. His hair is jelled to perfection; he even wakes up that way – the lucky bastard. One arm comes to rest around your shoulders and an oil slicked hand pushes you nearer to him. "What have I done?" he whispers more to himself than to you. "After every unforgiving deed I've done…"
"You've done nothing but show me a new aspect to life," you murmur. With a smirk – you've learnt that from Damon – you hitch your leg over his hip. "And you gave me the best sex life known to all women." You raise a finger and trace it down the hard plains of his chest. With a slight push, you bush him onto his back. The momentum pulls you on top of him so you straddle his slim hips. You lean down to press a kiss to his lips. It's sweet, soft and chaste but holds a tease of what's to come. As you pull back, Damon's eyes are wide and dark with desire.
"You really know how to compliment a guy," Damon says and you can feel his sudden desire through his black boxers. His hands come to settle on your hips. Damon's thumbs trace small circles on your thighs. Your underwear was long ago discarded so his massage could reach all areas of your body. Just one simple touch from him is enough to make your body catch fire with passion.
Copying his movements, you rest your own hands on his hips. Hooking your thumbs beneath the waistband of his boxers, you teasingly pull them down slowly. Beneath you Damon begins to lift his hips to aid you. His eyes never leave yours as you move to take his boxers off. Once the offending black fabric is off his body, you toss them over your shoulder.
With vampire speed, Damon suddenly sits up. His face is inches from yours but he fills that gap easily. His mouth is on yours again only this time it's punishing and oh so different to the kiss you gave him. You yield beneath his touch, wishing for the tender love that Damon doesn't give often. His tongue traces yours while his hands clutch your closer, your breasts pushing against his chest. Your own nails cling to his shoulder blades, scratching slowly while the cuts heal beneath your touch. You moan into his mouth while his lips demandingly ensnare yours.
He shifts once more and suddenly you're beneath him. Damon breaks the kiss to smirk at your shocked expression. "Still shocked at the vampire speed?" You know he doesn't expect an answer. Instead your hand traces down his body to grasp his hardened member. Your hand encircles his cock while your thumb gently flicks over the slit. Above you Damon's breathing speeds up.
"Two can play at this game," he murmurs while one cool hand spreads your thighs. You allow him this access, and relax within his hold. His fingers search the wet folds of your labia, mapping the places he knows so well. Your breathing hitches as one finger traces over your clit, barely there but there nonetheless. "And we all know I'll win." His words are true, you know he'll win. But you won't give up easily.
Tightening your hold on his cock, you move your hand up and down. Allowing the tips of your nails to graze the underside of his cock, you watch in fascination as Damon's eyes close in wonder. His lips part silently and a low growl comes from his throat. Only you can create this response. Only you can reduce him to a feral vampire, in need of your every single touch…
In response to your light teasing, the tip of his forefinger delves into you. Not all the way, just enough so that the heat between your legs begins to reach an inferno. You squirm beneath his touch and unconsciously wrap one of your legs over his hip. Pulling him closer, forcing his cock into your hand and his finger to go deeper into you. With his thumb he presses roughly down onto your clit. The mixture of rough and gentle probing is a combination of an ecstasy filled cocktail.
"God, Damon, you're such a tease." You say but your actions prove otherwise. You're the tease in your relationship. Damon just reacts to your moods. Your hand leaves his shaft to cup his balls and with feather light touches your massage them. Damon's breathing stutters and you pick up the smallest buck of his hips as he attempts to gain more friction.
His head suddenly ducks to the junction in your neck. You expect him to bite. Instead his fangs simply graze the column of your neck. You can feel the heat radiating from him and know he's only moments away from snapping. It doesn't scare you. This is Damon. No matter what he does he'll always be yours.
Instead his fangs slip back into place and he's "human" again. His soft lips place tiny kisses along your throat. Damon's lips move along your neck, whispering endearments against your skin. His words are too low to hear, and you guess he wants it that way. But you don't care. He's saying them. And that's all that matters. He completes the circuit and travels back up your throat. Finally his lips stop searching and take yours once more.
Another finger joins its partner inside you. With a curl of his fingers he brushes your sweet spot and you buck beneath him. "God, Damon. I love you so much." His thumb continues to move against your clit, bringing you to the brink. His movement add to the inferno in your nerves. Only moments now… Only moments before you burst into flames.
Another growl comes from Damon as your hand encircles his shaft once again. Your fingers ghost over the slit of his cock once more, teasing him and bringing him to the brink. You feel his cock harden even more beneath your touch. As he groans in pleasure, you pull you hand away. The orgasm is always so much sweeter if it's denied.
Guiding your lips back to his, you take him again. Your lips move in synchronisation as if moulded for the other. Your tongues brush each other in a delicate dance and he pushes his body further against yours. "Love you so much," he mutters against you lips before leaving them once more. Moving his head down your body, he takes one nipple into his mouth.
His tongue swirls around it until it hardens beneath his touch. Taking the point into his mouth, he bites down but the brief pain is nothing and only adds to your heightened senses. His fingers continue to massage your sweet spot, coaxing your sweet moans and whimpers from your body. Damon's dark eyes are fixed on yours and are filled with love and lust. His black hair tickles your chest and the stubble that lines his chin is rough against your soft skin. But you move with his touch, the two of you moulding together and becoming one.
Your orgasm is building with every movement Damon does. Heat is coursing through your veins and your nerves tingle with a heated passion. His thumb rubs roughly against your clit while his fingers move in and out of you, spreading your wetness between your thighs. "You don't know how good you look," Damon murmurs as his body presses against yours. His erect cock rubs against your thigh, seeking friction. "This is all for you. Everything I've ever done is all for you." Damon's words add to the sweetness of your orgasm. Soon the chase is going to be up. You're going to catch what he's given you and fall over the edge of no return.
One last flick against your clit and it sends you spiralling. You're falling amongst stars and there's nothing there but the paleness of Damon's skin, his sparkling eyes, raven dark hair and his all-consuming touch. You lose control of your body and you buck randomly against his hand. The only sound to penetrate your haze is Damon's moans as you contract around his fingers.
And then there's a new feeling. Your orgasm is cut short as Damon pushes himself into you. Your orgasm has left you relaxed and wet and you easily accepts him. His hands come up to clutch your arms, desperately seeking any part of your naked flesh.
You open your eyes and the sight before you is astounding. With each of his shallow thrusts Damon's hair moves into his eyes. His eyes are heated with desire and his cool body helps to soothe the burning in your veins. The contours of his muscles press into the softness of your body, each of you made to fit the other.
Around you the birds have stopped tweeting the sound of waves has stopped. It's only you and him. Nothing else can take you away from this movement. The bed is soft around you, accepting your relaxed nature.
"I'll never get used to this. The thought that you're all mine, that no one can take you away from me." His words are barely audible and his voice is strained. Damon's hips flex against yours, pushing his cock further into your body. There's nothing hurried about his movements. Each thrust is like him; elegant, deep, and graceful. And above all - perfectly aimed. Despite your previous orgasm, you can feel another building.
Hooking your other leg over his hip, you cross your ankles behind him. With minimum effort you push against his thighs, forcing him even deeper into you. Damon's breathing is hitched and shallow with the effort to bring you to your orgasm first. He rocks against you, scraping against your sweet spot with every movement. This is it; of all the things you've wanted the most. You've finally got him. Damon Salvatore is yours.
Your body moves to reach his and your hips meet in unison. One of your hands entangles in the hair at the nape of his neck. Pushing down, you only release him when his lips meet yours again. Only this time neither of you moves. Your lips stay together, not moving, just together as you both allow your orgasms to take over.
No longer are Damon's thrusts synchronised and in time. They become erratic and wild, desperately chasing oblivion. Your breathing quickens as Damon's becomes shallow. The need to be with each other is all-consuming. Every nerve in your body is alight with the need to be near him, to feel his cool touch along every inch of your body. Damon's hands grasp blindly at your body, holding you close to him.
He'll never let you go.
You'll never want to escape.
Both of you will be forever entwined with the other.
Neither of you will be the same again.
"I've never loved someone so much." You both whisper at the same time.
Hey up, some of you might love me for this and others will hate me for this but I've decided to end Sometimes Dreams Do Come True here. Hope you enjoyed all the chapters and I'd be interested to know which ones you enjoyed the most whether it's because of the writing style, ideas used, how erotic it was or anything else.
I'd like to thank everyone who has stuck by me, especially those who have continued to review through the good, the bad and the ugly parts of these one shots. If you're looking for a similar story, please look at "Lady in Red". There's no pwp yet but it will be in the next chapters.
As promised, the ideas from the previous chapter came from Leya (sorry I didn't add Alaric, I'll try at some point for an unrelated one shot if I've got the time), Bella Phoenix MAC (again, I apologise for the lack of toys. I thought the ending should be softer and more loving), and TinyDancer365 (hope the blood play was ok).
For the ideas in this chapter, they came from Bella Phoenix MAC (never been for a massage before, so I hope the beginning was ok) and EuphoriaLily (I never realised they were getting closer but you gave me an idea).
Again, thank you for sticking by me. I hope you liked what I've written and please look out for "Lady in Red" and other one shots that I might post from time to time. Thank You! Please review and tell me what you thought! :D xx