Author's note: So I'm going to try something I haven't done before but I hope you guys will like it. This will be a collection of short tales about my favorite vampire diaries couple Delena. I can't guarantee steady updates but if this is popular I might be inspired to write faster;) There will be no coordinated plot so don't expect any as I will create fictional moments from any season of tvd. This is a teen rated story so no explicit content only romantic hottest. As you probably guessed this is not a Stelena story:) Feel free to comment your ideas and I might use them! I won't be able to respond to anyone's comments though because my account has issues with that so I apologize in advance. I hope you enjoy!

Disclaimer: I do NOT own the vampire diaries or any related characters!

Warnings: mild language (basically nothing) and Delena cuteness;)

First Snow

"Damon look! It's snowing!" Elena shouted as she eagerly peered out of the boarding house window. Tiny white snowflakes fluttered down just outside. Elena pressed her face against the glass and let out a giggle. This was the first snow in Mystic Falls in over a decade.

Damon sauntered over to the window and bent down to look through it. "Well look at that! It is snowing. It's been awhile since Mystic Falls has had snow!" While staring at the peaceful flakes trickling down, Damon slid his arm over Elena's shoulders and pulled her over slightly so that she leaned against his firm body. Although she was only a couple of inches shorter than him, she seemed so fragile in that moment. Elena's tiny frame was pressed up against him, and her hair fell against her neck, framing her tan skin. They both sighed.

Damon felt totally at peace with Elena. She was his, and he was hers. In moments like this, it seemed like nothing could ever change that fact. Elena snuggled further into Damon's embrace and wrapped her arm around his waist. For a long moment they just listened to each other breathe and watched the snow.

Eventually, Damon tilted his head to kiss the top on Elena's hair. After he had breathed in her familiar vanilla scent, he leaned down and whispered in her ear, "Wanna have a snowball fight?"

Elena could hear the laughter in his voice and responded with a chuckle of her own. "Yess I do! But whoever loses has to wash the dishes!" Suddenly she twisted out of Damon's grasp and dashed for the door!

Not to be outdone by a human, Damon turned around and charged after her accidentally tripping over a table in the process. "Shit!" He mumbled. Stumbling over the fallen table, he raced to the open door which Elena had just exited. Luckily he already had shoes on, so he immediately dashed out into the falling snow. As Damon scanned the yard for Elena's bright red jacket, something cold and wet hit him directly in the face!

Spluttering, he wiped the snow from his eyes and glared dangerously towards the hysterically laughing Elena. "Oh I'm gonna get you!" he said with his signature smirk. She shrieked and turned to run but before she got two steps a huge snowball plummeted into her back and knocked her over into the snow.

Elena landed fairly softly but still hard enough to make her let out an "Omph!" Then she had an idea. Elena lay as still as possible and let out a groan. She instantly heard Damon's voice behind her. "Elena? Are you okay?" She stayed silent even though she could hardly hold in her laughter. Oh he was going to get it! She thought with a chuckle.

Suddenly concerned for Elena's wellbeing, Damon rushed over to where she lay and knelt beside her. "Elena? Seriously are you alright!" When she didn't answer, he quickly flipped her over on her back. She looks already he thought. He also didn't smell any blood on her. Then all of a sudden her hand, which had been secretly clutching some snow, flew up and deposited the whole pile directly in his face!

Elena couldn't stop laughing! He looked so funny with his shocked expression plastered on his face. Although still laughing, she suddenly realized the vulnerable position she was in and struggled to stand. She pushed Damon over slightly so she had just enough time to get up. But before she could get away fully, Damon regained his composure and grabbed her right boot. She screamed in mock terror as she was pulled back to the ground by Damon's strong grip.

"Oh no you don't you little minx!" he smirked. Damon used his vampire speed to grab Elena's hands and pinned them down on top of the white snow. She laughed and struggled to evade capture, but she was no match for Damon Salvatore! Elena's breath was still coming fast as she giggled up at Damon. His legs were on either side of her waist as he stared down at her in triumph.

Elena laughed again and shifted as much as she could in an attempt to free herself. But she knew it was futile. Damon was a 169 year old vampire, and Elena was only a human girl. The thought of how old he was used to be something different to wrap her head around, but now that she knew him better it didn't affect her. He was her boyfriend anyway, and his age only gave him more experience than the other boys she knew. He was especially good at kissing. Damon wasn't some teenage boy who thought one only had to pucker one's lips to do it right. He knew how to make her legs buckle and her heart pound. Damon was everything she ever wanted. He was her guardian angel. Her protector. He had once told her that she wanted a love that consumed her, passion, adventure, and even a little bit of danger. Elena had found all of those things with Damon. She loved him. She loved him more than words could express. Drawn out if her reverie, Elena remembered where she was and gazed up at Damon through her lashes. He was staring at her with his mesmerizing blue eyes, and he had a contented smile on his lips. Speaking of his lips... Elena thought. They seem to be getting closer and closer...

Damon gazed down at his girl. She looked so sweet and innocent as she lay in the snow. My girl... He thought. Mine and only mine. It had taken him a long time to get used to that fact. Damon was not used to getting what he wanted. At least not in the right way. But he finally had everything he dreamt of. He had her. She was his angel. She was his beauty. She was his... well... his everything. He loved her more than he ever thought possible. Katherine didn't hold a candle to Elena. Damon's attention focused on her face. Oh her perfect face. He thought. He could stare at her all day. As he gazed down intently, he noticed a couple delicate snowflakes fluttering onto her lips. Before long they began to melt. Hypnotized by Elena's mouth, Damon started to lean down towards her. His mind screamed the name Elena over and over. Before their lips touched, he glanced up at her chocolate eyes. She looked just as entranced as he did. Damon's eyes closed as his lips brushed hers...

Elena sighed contentedly as Damon pressed his lips to hers. Her hands were still pinned down, but she wasn't planning on going anywhere anyway. This was exactly where she wanted to be. The snow fell all around them, but neither noticed. They were too enchanted with each other. Elena sighed again as Damon slanted his lips over hers...

Damon was in heaven. Nothing - not even bourbon - tasted as good as Elena's lips. He heard her sigh as he deepened the kiss. He still held her hands down, but she didn't seem to be complaining. Elena let out a small moan, and Damon smirked into the kiss, knowing how much he was affecting her.

Elena moaned. She felt him smile but nearly forgot about it as his tongue traced her bottom lip asking for entrance. She hesitated a moment just to tease him before parting her lips. As soon as she did, his tongue started exploring her mouth. Now there was no stopping Damon. Elena heard him moan, and his grip on her wrists tightened slightly. She pushed her tongue out to fight for dominance, but Damon would not be defeated.

Damon growled. She is so damn perfect! He thought as he kissed her. When they broke away for air, he felt Elena grab his bottom lip in her teeth and tug on it. Damon let out a deep growl. This woman will be the end of me! He thought to himself. As he dove back in for another kiss, his hands slid off Elena's and settled next to her head.

Elena loved the way Damon reacted to her. She was always surprised of the noises she could elicit from such a known sex-god. Elena felt him release her arms, and she suddenly had an idea. He obviously had forgotten about their snowball fight, but she hadn't! She could use this as her advantage. Even though she loathed to end their kiss, she was determined to win. Elena reached up her hand and tangled it into Damon's raven hair. Oh god his hair feels so good! She moaned. But she must stick to the plan! Elena slowly pushed his leather jacket away from his neck as she continued kissing him. By the sounds coming out of his mouth, he doesn't suspect a thing! She thought. Then ever so slowly Elena lifted the pile of snow she had made with her other hand towards his exposed neck...

Damon kissed her with everything he had. Her lips are so soft... He thought to himself. And the way she pulled on his hair made him groan. Then out of nowhere he felt a clump of cold, wet snow shoved down his back! It was freezing even to a vampire! He immediately broke away from the kiss and sat up frantically trying to get the snow out of his shirt! His arms pulled at his clothes awkwardly, and he heard Elena's hysterical laugher underneath him. How did i fall for the same trick twice? He groaned. He could still hear Elena giggling on the ground.

Elena couldn't stop laughing! His face was priceless! She laughed some more but noticed how hard it was for him to get the snow out and sat up to help him. After a couple of minutes Damon was snow free, and they both stood up. Elena was grinning ear to ear, and Damon was sulking with an amused glint in his eye. "Hey! You cheated!" Damon complained. But Elena chuckled and said, "No I didn't. We never had any rules in the first place!"

"Well next time we will! And hopefully next time you won't thank me for my kisses by giving me a snow shower!"

"Oh I was supposed to thank you!" Elena said as she buckled over laughing.

"Well by the sounds you were making I'd say I deserved a little gratitude!" Damon smirked playfully.

Elena laughed and then smirked right back, "I could say the same thing of you!"

"Hmph!" Damon replied with amusement hidden behind his frown. "Well in that case, I guess I had better go wash the dishes..."

"I have a better idea. Let's washed them together!" Elena grabbed Damon's arm and lay her head on his shoulder. Ahh... A perfect way to end a snowy day... she thought as they walked inside arm in arm...

So did you like it? I tried to focus more on the gentle romance, but I did let myself write the kissing scene a bit more like I wanted it to go;) as I usually write M fanfiction. But anyway, please review! I want to see what you guys like so I can write more like it!