I'm sorry for the wait and I know this chapter isn't my best. But I hope you enjoy it regardless. As always let me know what you think.
When they got out of the airport they immediately spotted the man holding a sign saying "Salvatore".
"Ah there we are." Damon said as he pulled Elena towards the man.
"We're not taking a cab to the hotel?" She asked.
"Most definitely not. I booked a package and would be so pissed if I had to book a cab." He stated as they walked over.
"Mr and Mrs Salvatore. Here are the keys to your complimentary sports car, courtesy of the honeymoon package you chose when you booked with us." The man said handing over the set of keys to Damon.
"Thank you." Damon said.
"You booked a package that came with a car?" She asked skeptically.
"Yep, you know if you did research on resorts such as this, there are some that come with complimentary car rental. For an
extra fee you can have a kick-ass car." He explained.
"I'm not supposed to do honeymoon research. That is all the grooms responsibility." She reminded him as she walked alongside him to the flashy red car.
"I think I like my Camaro better but this isn't too shabby." Damon noted as the man followed them out to the car.
"You know where to find the resort?" He asked politely.
"Yes, we'll be fine." Damon answered as he unlocked the doors and opened Elena's first.
"Very well. The resort is expecting you." He said as he walked back towards the airport.
"How does he get back to the resort?" Elena asked curiously.
"He doesn't work directly for the resort. He works for the car rental service, the resort would have communicated with them the package we reserved." He told her when he climbed in on his side of the car.
"Please tell me you didn't go overboard on this whole thing." Elena pleaded him.
"Pfft, I'm only getting married once so if I went a little overboard not my problem." He told her smirking.
"Well then." Elena grinned.
A few minutes later they pulled into the wraparound driveway of the resort. She grinned out her window and sighed happily. Paradise.
"Welcome to Kauai, do you have reservations?" The polite man in the flowered shirt at the reception asked them.
"Yes, under Salvatore." Damon told them, standing out in his all black attire.
"Ah yes Salvatore, Damon and Elena. Are you here for business or pleasure?" He asked as he pulled up the documents needed.
"Pleasure. It's our honeymoon." Elena answered with a giddy smile on her face. Damon smiled down tenderly at her and kissed her forehead.
"Well congratulations. You are in your own private cottage with a stretch of private beach. There is no parking or driving out that way, but if you wish you can use a golf cart. Your luggage will be there when you get there. Just walk out those doors there and follow the cobblestone path until you reach the cottage closest to the ocean." He told them pointing them out the door. Damon quickly signed the credit card receipt and took Elena's hand once again.
"I can't wait to see it." Elena cheered as they walked outside.
"Also Mr and Mrs Salvatore, there are people at this desk all day and all night so feel free to call for any need you may have." He called after that.
"Thank you." Elena called back and he offered her a kind smile.
They followed the man's directions and found themselves outside an adorable one bedroom cottage. A young man stood outside with their bags.
"Mr and Mrs. Salvatore, welcome. Would you like a tour of your room or of the resort?" The young man asked.
"I'm sure we'll be fine." Damon answered unlocking the door.
"Alright. Is there anything I can get for you before I leave?" He asked.
"Nope." Damon answered.
"There is chocolate covered strawberries and a bottle of perfectly chilled champagne inside the room courtesy of the resort. Enjoy and please let us know any time at all if there is anything you desire." He told hem before getting back in his golf cart and driving away.
"Ooh champagne and strawberries." Elena sighed clapping her hands together.
"You like that? Come inside." He told her lacing his fingers through hers and leading her into their luxury cottage.
"This place is beautiful. It's idyllic." Elena said of the ocean blue walls and massive windows. The couch was bright, pure white and all the furnishings had an island scheme to them. It was absolutely perfect. They continued to walk through the cottage, taking in the airy kitchen and bright dining room. They walked to the back of the house which was the bedroom and walked in. The bed was huge with a white mosquito net and bright white bedding. The pillows were piled high against the head board and the walls of the room were a bright blue again keeping in with the theme of the rest of the house.
"Wow, baby look at that bed." Elena enthused.
"I know, I don't think I'm ever going to want to leave that bed." Damon noted as he looked at it appreciatively. There was a ceiling fan above them creating a slight breeze. Elena let go of his hand and walked into the adjoining bathroom and sighed. There was a jetted shower with a rain shower head and a free standing tub big enough for two.
"Damon, come in here." Elena called. He walked in behind her seconds later and smiled.
"I take that back. I intend on spending lots of time in here with you." He added on.
"I can't wait to soak in that tub with you." Elena sighed blissfully. She slipped past him again and walked to the double patio doors leading from their bedroom and saw the hot tub sitting on the deck.
"Hot tub baby." Elena called into the house. He walked outside and kissed her temple.
"Why are we even leaving the house at all for the next two weeks. We have everything we need right here." Damon asked rhetorically. He already knew what her answer would be. She had told him on the plane that they were not spending their entire honeymoon having sex. She wanted to experience the real Hawaii and do fun things. He thought sex was fun, but apparently he was wrong.
"I already explained this to you dear." Elena said even though she knew his question was rhetorical.
"I know. Do you want to get in the hot tub with the champagne and the strawberries?" He asked curiously.
"That sounds heavenly. I don't want to leave today, I just want to spend today with you." She told him.
"So now the next question is... do we need suits?" He asked not knowing how she would feel about being naked in the hot tub. The beach at the bottom of the deck was supposed to be private but one never knew if someone was going to come by.
"The beach is private is it not?" She asked.
"Yep." He agreed.
"Since we both know the suits are going to be discarded at some point during the hot tub stay, it's almost pointless." She shrugged as she slowly pushed her yoga pants off along with her panties. She peeled off her t-shirt and dropped it on the deck before slipping into the hot water. He stared at her with his mouth agape as she stared at him with a naughty look on her pretty face.
"You're turn." She prompted him. Without any fanfare at all he stripped out of his clothes and climbed into the hot tub beside her with the strawberries and champagne. He poured them both a flute of champagne and handed on to her, clinking their glasses together.
"To eternity." Elena toasted softly.
"To eternity." Damon agreed clinking their glasses once more. He picked a chocolate covered strawberry off of the plate and slowly brought it to her lips. She opened her mouth slightly and bit through the sweetness.
"Mmm." Elena moaned softly as she chewed the fruit. He leaned forward and kissed her passionately, tasting the combination of Elena and the strawberry on her lips.
"Tastes so damn good." He told her as he licked his lips. Elena took a sip of her champagne, unable to believe how incredibly erotic this whole thing was. He fed her another strawberry and kissed her deeply right after again, savouring the taste of the strawberry from her lips.
"I think we should play a game." Elena suggested after he broke the kiss.
"Ooh games. I like games. I am officially intrigued." He told her taking a sip from his flute.
"Not that kind of game. A clean game." She told him.
"What fun are clean games when we're completely naked in a hot tub?" Damon asked baffled.
"I was just thinking that I know next to nothing about you really. We never talk about you. So I was thinking that all the questions you answer, would give you a kiss. Every question you steer away from you would lose a kiss. You can collect the kisses at the end of the game." She told him.
"Does it matter where I kiss you?" He asked.
"Nope." She answered.
"Good to know. Okay bring it on baby." He told her leaning against the side of the hot tub waiting for her questions.
"Okay, was Katherine your first love?" She asked going for the heavy questions first.
"No. It took me many many years to learn that I was never in love with Katherine. You were my first love." He told her caressing her hand.
"One." She tallied.
"Next question." He prompted her, amazed at how simple it was to be honest with her.
"Who was your first sexual partner and how old were you?" She asked casting her gaze downward, embarrassed at her line of questioning.
"Wow. A little jealous are we?" He laughed.
"Just answer the question." She told him,narrowing her eyes.
"I get two kisses for this one, since it's a two part question. But the answer was Rosalie Jepson. She was the tavern owners daughter and I was 18. He tried to kill me after he found out I deflowered his daughter." He smirked at the memory. Elena nodded her head and smiled at him.
"Three." She tallied.
"So what else do you want to know?" He asked.
"Why me?" She asked still to his day baffled why he wanted to be with her. There were so many other women out there that were better than her, prettier, sexier, had a better body, were better in bed, more eager to try new things.
"Why you, what?" He asked.
"Why did you fall in love with me? What did I do to deserve you?" She asked her eyes poring into his.
"I fell in love with you because you're the complete opposite of everyone I've ever known. You saved my life Elena. You accepted my murkier than murky past in stride. You accepted what I am and you never complain. You let me take care of you. That's a big thing for me. I've never wanted to take care of anyone before." He admitted.
"Four." She whispered as she contemplated her next question.
"Do you want to know anything else?" He asked.
"What do you want out of life? Out of everything you have, is there anything else you want?" She asked.
"All I want now is for you to be happy. I will live an eternity happily if I know I made you happy along the way. But if you're looking for one thing that would make me happy, make my existence a success it would be defying biology and science in general. I know how much you wanted a family, and how important that was to you. I would love to find some sort of miraculous method to get you pregnant and the child be biologically mine. That's what I want." He told her.
"Damon..." Elena started.
"Don't Elena, I know it's unlikely. Don't tell me you're going to be happy living like this for the rest of your life.
"But I am. I'm in love with you. I love you more than the prospect of having a family. I chose you over having a family. I choose the idea of living for eternity with you over anything else. I love you enough to give all that up for you." She promised him.
"I don't want you to have to give up stuff for me." He told her shaking his head.
"It's my choice. I'm in love with you, and I chose this life for myself regardless of what I could potentially lose." She promised him.
"Alright, do you have any other questions?" He asked eager to shake off the unsettling feeling of that conversations. He absolutely hated the idea that she was giving anything up for her, regardless of what it was.
"Yes, chocolate, vanilla or strawberry ice cream?" She asked aiming to lighten the conversation.
"My favourite isn't listed?" He noted.
"I don't care. What's your favourite traditional flavour?" She asked.
"You see vanilla is boring. Chocolate is fine and strawberry is good too. I can't pick one. They're all good." He decided.
"You suck. I love strawberry." She told him smiling and taking a sip of her flute of champagne.
"Anymore questions?" He asked.
"Actually no. I would rather you cash in those kisses right about now." She told him placing her flute on the ground after she emptied the glass.
"Is there the possibility of a trade in? Six kisses, into one passionate lovemaking?" He suggested as he slowly moved across the tub to where she was sitting.
"I think that's a fair trade. I'm totally cool with it." She decided as she spread her legs for him to step in between. In the matter of seconds he was sitting on the bench and she was straddling his legs. His hard as steel rod erection pressing into her, while she kissed him hard. Her tongue snaked around his, he fought back and pushed into her mouth taking complete control of the kiss.
While they kissed frantically, she lifted herself up enough to position his erection at her entrance. She teased herself with his tip for a moment before sinking down.
"OH." She moaned when he filled her completely. She held still for a moment before the need to move became too much to resist. She lifted herself off of him, pulling until only his tip was still inside her before sinking down. The passionate noises he was making spurred her on.
"Damon... feel so good." She moaned against the skin of his neck. His hands rested on her hips aiding her movements. She changed her angle a little bit and had him move into her and hit her g-spot.
"Uh... Damon." She moaned. She moaned out a litany of curse words and calls of his name. She moved frantically over him, the water of the hot tub lapping around them. He slipped his hand from her hip to her clit and started stroking it with his thumb. Her mewls and moans got louder and louder as he stoked the fire deep inside. She kissed and sucked at the skin on his neck. He tilted his head to the side to give her more space as he attacked her clit with his thumb more eagerly than before.
"I'm close baby." He warned her. She nodded and gasped when the first waves of her orgasm wasn't over her. He thrust into her once, twice and a third time before emptying himself inside her in several long thick spurts.
"Oh my God. Is it always going to be like this? How does it keep getting better?" She asked leaned her head against his chest completely sated.
"I didn't think we could top what we had already either." He agreed.
"Now I'm exhausted." She breathed.
"How about a nap before dinner?" He suggested as he stood up and carried them into the cottage still dripping wet.