Chapter Fifteen
Peiskos
"Check it out." Caroline grinned as she twirled in her chosen prom dress.
"That looks great, Care. The pink suits you." Elena smiled.
"I agree, I could never pull off pink." Bonnie added. After a boring day at school the next day, the girls wanted to spend their afternoon looking for the perfect dress for the impending Senior Prom that was tomorrow night.
"I might have this dress, but at least you two have dates." Caroline whined.
"Wait, who are you going with?" Elena asked as she turned to Bonnie and she blushed.
"Your brother." She replied quietly.
"Really?" Elena asked in a hopeful sounding tone. "I'm happy for you."
"Thanks. I'm happy for you too." Bonnie replied and Elena giggled.
"Hello!" Caroline caught their attention with a wave of her hands. "You don't need to rub it in."
"Sorry, Care." They both apologized.
"You could ask Matt or Stefan." Elena suggested.
"Please." Caroline signed. "It would be awkward with Matt and I had to convince Stefan to come. He'll probably end up dancing with Rebekah."
"There's always Klaus." Bonnie suggested.
"Ha ha, very funny. I'm not that desperate for a date." She huffed "Besides, the last time I saw him he bit me and scared Tyler out of town." She ranted.
When Elena heard Caroline mention the biting, it reminded her of that morning with Damon and how she accidentally bit him during sex. Which led to a conversation about blood sharing. Elena was excited to do it with him, but she wasn't sure how long she could wait for it. She really wanted to be as close to Damon as possible. With Prom night being special for every girl, maybe she could convince him to make their night special too.
"Earth to Elena!" Caroline clicked her fingers and broke her out of her thoughts.
"Sorry. What were you saying?" Elena replied with a subtle blush.
"Are you gonna look for your dress anytime soon?" Caroline asked with a hand on her hip.
"Yeah." She replied and made her way to the racks with Bonnie in tow. They spent a few hours until they all found their desired dresses and shoes. Caroline had her pink dress, Bonnie found a snug fitting black one and Elena had decided on a blood red dress that was made of lace. It was going to perfectly match the lingerie she thought about buying for Prom night.
After shopping and having lunch they broke away to do other things. Elena made it to her house and dropped her shopping bags on her bed. She hung her dress on the back of her door and stared at it. She was excited to wear such a dress and take Damon to her Prom, but she was more excited for their evening together. She wanted to drink his blood while he drank hers.
Suddenly Elena was broken out of her trance when she heard the front open.
"Hey, Jere." She smiled as she descended the stairs.
"Hey. I'm surprised to see you. Weren't you staying with Damon?" He asked as he stilled in the living room.
"I am, I was just dropping off my Prom dress." She replied and then smirked at him.
"What?" He said as he took in her face.
"I heard you're taking Bonnie to the dance?"
"Yeah, I want to be with her, but I'm taking it slow." He replied as he fell into the couch.
"That's good, Jere." She said as she sat in the chair.
"I hurt her last time and I don't want to do that again. She deserves better." He sighed and then reached for his gaming controller.
"You will do better." She reassured him as she got back to her feet.
"Thanks." He replied before turning on his game.
"I hope you're eating healthy." Elena said with authority as she spotted the pizza boxes and burger wrappers around the house.
"Hey! You're not living here at the moment so you can't be all big sisterly." He fake whined and then laughed.
"Fair enough." She smiled and put her hands up in a surrender pose. "I just don't want to see more fast food the next time I stop by."
"They give me free food at the Grill, I'm not gonna turn that down." He grinned and she laughed.
"Look after yourself. I'll see you at Prom." She waved and walked out of the living room.
"At Prom." Jeremy shouted as his sister left the house. With her Prom stuff sorted, Elena was free to go back to the Salvatore house. On her drive there, she recalled the spicy thing that happened on her first day back at school. It made her skin hot and her heart beat faster just by thinking about that desk in the science lab.
"Little miss, I'm on a mission." Damon's words of the past sounded in her mind as she entered the boardinghouse.
Oh, Elena was on a mission alright.
Payback.
She found Damon sitting in the lounge, reading a lore book in front of a burning fire.
"Is Stefan here?" She asked, wanting to know if they were alone.
"We know he missed me, but he's staying with Caroline." He answered, having found the note his brother left.
"Oh. Good." She replied. Damon wanted to ask why she thought that, but was stunned when the book was torn from his grasp and she jumped into his lap legs first. He groaned happily as she pressed her lips down into a hard kiss as her bare thighs squeezed around him. Elena had come up with a good idea for her payback, but now it was more daring because she wanted to do it here, on the sofa. The same sofa where Damon had invited her to slow dance with him which became their first night together.
She quickly unbuttoned his shirt and ran fingers down his chest and stomach muscles. She could easily feel his excitement being pressed against her leg which made her smile. Elena slowly moved back out of his lap so her lips could travel down his body. As she treated chest muscles with her wet mouth, she undid his pants without looking down.
"I could take you to bed, baby." Damon managed to offer.
"Na, ah." Elena replied as she looked up with dark eyes and shook her index finger at him. She then moved to the side of him and laid down on her stomach and rested her elbows in his lap. He then suddenly realized what she was doing.
"You don't have to do that." He said genuinely. As hot as it would be, Damon never wanted to put Elena in this demeaning position.
"I want too." She said in a tone dripping with lust as she freed him from his underwear. Damon groaned loudly just at the sight alone. He couldn't believe what the sweet Elena Gilbert was doing right now. She was rubbing both of her hands over his erection as she slowly lowered her mouth down. She first licked the entire thing and watched his reaction as she did so. Every sound of pleasure coming from him was only giving her the fiery desire to continue. She kissed the tip and then took the head into her mouth and began sucking.
"Elenaaa." He let out a moan while gripping the leather of the sofa with one hand as the the other pressed into her shoulders. Happy with what she was doing to him, she relaxed her throat and took more of him in. The way he tasted only made Elena's mouth wetter which aided greatly when she started picking up the speed.
"Elena, fuck!" He swore and she hummed at him with a full mouth. The mini vibrations of her throat ran through his length, traveled over his hips and fell down his legs. This pleasure was so intense he didn't think he could hold out much longer. He tried to think about non-sexual things, like different types of furniture to make it last longer, but Elena was so irresistible and right now she was a lustful goddess.
"Baby…you..need to…stop..if yo.." Damon tried to explain that he wanted to give her pleasure too before finishing, but the intense feeling was too much to think straight. Elena was now taking most of him in her mouth now as her hands laid flat at the base, stroking the rest. She would swivel her tongue, press her lips and suck generously. Damon wanted to warn her, but his body betrayed him. The lower half of his body tensed up and his eyes closed firmly. He loudly moaned her name as he felt his release in her mouth. Elena hummed against the orgasm and Damon heard her swallow.
Damon laid with his head back, trying to regain his breath. When he finally looked down, he didn't even realize she had redressed him. He looked over to her and studied her face. She was about fifteen percent shy-girl, whereas the rest of her was the confident woman that gave her boyfriend semi-public oral sex.
"What in the hell brought that on?" He asked as he pulled her into his side.
"I don't need a reason to make my boyfriend happy, but maybe it had something to do with my school day yesterday." She explained.
"Oh." He simply replied as he pressed kisses into her scalp.
"I wanted payback." She admitted. "I can't have a science class now without thinking about you taking me on that desk."
"Sorry." He playfully lied through a chuckle. He wasn't sorry at all.
"Now every time you sit here, you'll think of this." She smirked.
"I'm always thinking of you, it doesn't matter what room I'm in." He confessed and Elena giggled at his touching words. "Now, I hope you don't mind if I reciprocate." He smiled widely as he pushed on her back, rose her denim skirt up over hips and opened her legs. Elena wasn't sure if her payback had worked because now she was being orally treated in a different room. Of course she couldn't think about it for long because her pink panties were torn away and Damon's talented tongue took her to heaven, twice.
Silas needed the cure before he could move to the next step, which was killing witches. He knew who had the vial, he just needed a way to intercept it from the Original vampire. He just had to be at the Prom.
But who would he go as?
"Lady Gilbert." Damon bowed with a smile as he watched her walk out of her house and down the steps.
"Mr. Salvatore." She beamed with a bright smile.
"May I?" He asked as he offered her a red-flowered corsage. She nodded and watched him carefully place it around her wrist. "Stunning dress, my love." He stated and held out his arm for her.
"Thank you, you look dashing yourself." She grinned as she looked over his fitted, dark tux before she took his arm and lopped them together. He then guided her down the pathway until they met the curb, where a black limousine was waiting. "You hired a limo?" She asked with a surprised expression.
"Of course. I wanted to give you all the traditional things." He grinned. "Including the evening sex." He whispered in her ear as he opened the door for her.
"Behave." She tried to scold him, but she giggled instead. She then carefully swayed her way into the car and slid over into her seat.
"I'll try." He smirked before getting in after her.
"Jeremy, you're here?" Elena asked as she was surprised to see her brother already dressed and in the limo.
"Yeah, Damon offered so Bonnie could have the limo experience too." He explained.
"You're so sweet!" Elena smiled hard and pecked Damon lightly on the cheek so she wouldn't mark him with her lipstick.
"Just don't tell people." Damon replied in an innocent voice. Elena was quite surprised that he didn't even try to deny it. Only minutes later they arrived at Bonnie's house and Jeremy got out to escort her.
"You look ravishing in this dress. Red looks sinful of you." Damon whispered seductively in her ear, making Elena's heart beat faster. He then ran a hand over her naked legs, briefly caressing her inner thighs. Before Elena lost control she grabbed his hand.
"I said behave. You can enjoy me after the dance." She breathed.
"You promise?" He fake pouted.
"I'm actually promising a little more than you're expecting." She teased and she watched Damon's eyes darken with desire.
"You have me intrigued." He said in a shaking breath before pushing into her for a kiss.
"Careful. You don't want my red lipstick on your mouth before picture time." She giggled against his mouth.
"Kissing you is worth it." He smiled softly as Elena got a tissue from her purse to wipe away the evidence of their kiss. Right after the kiss they were joined by Jeremy and Bonnie.
"Wow! You guys look hot together." Bonnie let out when she saw Damon and Elena sitting together, looking like movie stars. They both just laughed at Bonnie's comment.
"That's my sister, Bonnie." Jeremy said with a sour face and he sat next to her.
"Sorry, but it just came out." She giggled. With Silas threatening her and her friends, Bonnie just wanted to spend the night as a normal high school student going to a normal high school dance.
But of course, Silas wasn't going to allow that.
The prom theme was Pictures of You, Caroline's idea. The school was decorated with colored lanterns, along with many tv screens, slide showing many different photos from the senior class students. Damon and Elena walked hand in hand up the path as Elena explained the photos she was in. There was some awkwardness when they saw photos of her and Matt together and also her and Stefan at the decade dances. Literal snapped shots of time reminding Damon of her past relationships. Elena still talked about the photos while holding his arm. She didn't want these memories making Damon feel insecure on such a special night for them.
Their mood changed when they stumbled upon a group photo that included Elena in her cheerleader uniform.
"Oh my..." Damon said in a saucy voice and did his eye thing to the screen.
"Stop it you perv!" She giggled and tried to pull him away.
"I always wondered what you looked like wearing that." He said in a husky tone. "I bet they were all jealous of your incredible legs." He added and it made her blush.
"Stop staring and let's keep moving." She giggled again as she pulled him away.
"I don't suppose you still have the uniform?" He asked her quietly as they kept walking.
"That's such a cliché and no, I don't have it anymore." She answered with a small head shake.
"Awww." He whined, but Elena knew it was fake so she rolled her eyes. "There's no loss, you in your bedtime shorts are already too much for me to handle." He smirked.
"Wait until you see what I'm wearing underneath this dress." She whispered back with the same smirk.
"That is just mean." He chuckled. "Now I have to sit through this dance, wondering what you have on that perfect body of yours."
After walking and flirting for many, many minutes they made it to the main building.
The dance floor was themed with red tablecloths on the tables that were placed around the edge of the dancing space. Small white lights dangled over the beams of the ceiling, making them look like stars. All the male seniors were in black suits whereas each girl was wearing a different colored dress. When they entered the room, Elena was pulled away to talk with her other friends from the cheer squad. Damon gave her a smile of understanding before letting her go. While Elena caught up with her fellow classmates, Damon moved to the back wall to pull out his flask. He took a swig and enjoyed the dry burn as he watched Elena talking and laughing.
"You know, I could arrest you for that." A female voice said as she stood next to him.
"Liz? What brings you to a high school Prom?" He asked as he looked at the Sheriff who was wearing off duty clothes. "You're not a chaperone, are you?"
"No, I would have to confiscate your flask if I was." She chuckled.
"Why are you here then?"
"Night off. Also Caroline told me about what happened at the last few school dances, so I'm here to keep a watchful eye." She explained as she looked around the room. "My daughter did a good job with this." She added with a proud smile and Damon agreed with a hum. "You're here with Elena?"
"Yes." He answered clearly as he kept watching his girl from across the room.
"You make her happy, Damon. I saw you two walk in together, I have never seen her smile like that since Grayson and Miranda were alive."
"You don't think I'm wrong for her?" He asked more quietly.
"No, you're a good man. You like to hide that part of yourself, Damon but I think Elena is the good that brings yours to the surface." She smiled at him and he smiled back. His smile then vanished when he spotted his brother dressed in a tux and beelining for Elena, who was now alone.
"I hope I am good enough for her." He murmured as he watched Stefan say something to Elena.
"May I have a dance?" Stefan asked Elena just as he approached her and held out his hand. Elena was hesitant for a moment. I didn't feel right that her first dance at Prom was going to be with the ex-boyfriend, especially when she said that this dance would be hers and Damon's. Elena quickly looked around the room for Damon and found his gaze. He was leaning against a wall with Liz standing next to him. She could tell by his eyes that he didn't like Stefan's request either, but then he gave her a straight smile and a small nod. She smiled at him, understanding their silent communication. She turned back to Stefan and accepted the dance.
Once they were touching hands and dancing, Elena couldn't help but feel guilty. This was supposed to be a moment between her and her boyfriend, so she decided to talk about him instead.
"Did Damon tell you we met first?" Elena asked and Stefan shook his head. "It was the same night you saved me from my parents' car crash. The night they died." She breathed and his eyes widened.
"I didn't know he was in town then." Stefan replied in an irritated tone.
"That's why he compelled me to forget."
"He compelled you?" He responded in a firmer voice.
"He did it to protect himself and to protect me." There was a pause between them before Stefan continued.
"So you would've gotten that memory back recently?"
"The first day as a vampire." She nodded. "I got both memories back before I transitioned."
"Both?" Stefan asked with a concerned expression.
"He compelled me on the night you both saved me from Rose and Elijah." She answered and she noticed Stefan's body stiffen. "He was the one that returned my necklace that night." She added, but he didn't relax. Elena then explained the rest of the memory to him. How Damon confessed his love, how he thought he didn't deserve her and Stefan did. How he tried to do the right thing and let her go.
"He's been supporting you, Stefan. Anytime we fought or when you were with Klaus, he was still pushing for you, even though it was hurting him.."
"You don't need to tell me that, Elena." Stefan said in a dismissive, somber tone, still latching onto this denial.
"I'm saying this because now I hope you can support him. I love Damon with all my hear.." She tried to finish, but was interrupted by him.
"Can we talk in the hall?" He asked. Elena was suspicious, but she nodded and followed him. They were already talking while dancing so why was privacy needed?
"What do we need to talk about in the privacy of the hallway?" Elena asked gingerly as she put her arms around herself. She was hoping this would be over quick because she hated what Damon might be thinking of her disappearing act with him.
"Us." Stefan simply said and Elena's face soured and her belly felt nauseated.
"There is no us anymore, Stefan!" She bit back. "God!" She blurted out in a frustrated exhale as she accidentally pulled at her own hair. "We just got Damon back and now you're back in your denial about me."
"I'm not in denial." Stefan defended weakly.
"Yes you are!" She shouted. "We were both in denial, Stefan. You had small moments when you weren't, like when you sent me and Damon to Denver. You saw how I felt about your brother before I could even admit it to myself." She breathed. "And when we came back I wanted to tell you what happened, what I figured out but you didn't want to hear it."
"Of course I didn't want to hear it, Elena!" He snapped. "I loved you, I still do. You falling for my brother was the last thing I ever wanted."
"I know, but it has happened. When I kissed Damon that night at the motel, I got to see what being loved by him would be like." She let out. She wanted to explain more, but he stepped in.
"You kissed, again?" Stefan asked with a disgusted look.
"You told me to figure out my feelings for Damon and that's what I did. I wanted to kiss him so badly that night, I don't know where we could've ended up if my brother didn't interrupt us." She admitted. Stefan then huffed and turned on the spot, not believing what had happened between them on that trip.
"So that night, you didn't really choose me." He said sadly.
"I chose you at that moment because you were the familiar one. Knowing that you were going to die, I also chose you to say goodbye too, because of what we had." She confessed. "That's why I'm not in love with you anymore. I would've been settling for the safe option instead of going for what I've always wanted. Passion. Adventure. Damon, your brother."
Stefan was quiet for a time, taking in all of her painful words.
"Would the human you still be with me?" He asked as he turned back to her.
"We'll never know." She answered softly. "Considering how I feel about Damon now, I'm sure the human version of me would've admitted it eventually. She couldn't have stayed scared forever." She answered honestly and she could see the hurt in his eyes.
"We could know for sure, there's still the cure." Stefan quickly said, ignoring his pain at the moment.
"I know for sure!" She shouted. "I don't need a cure to know how I feel and I doubt I'll get it anyway. Klaus would rather destroy it now."
"If I got it for you, would you take it?" He pushed.
"Do you want me to be human again just so you can finally have your answer on how I feel about Damon?" She snapped at him with a scrunched expression. Stefan didn't answer, he only looked down, avoiding her eyes. They both knew it was the truth. "Your entire world revolves around me Stefan, but it can't anymore! Let go so you can move on. I won't be friendly the next time you bring this up because it's getting exhausting." Elena uttered and shook her head at him before turning and walking away, leaving a defeated Stefan alone in the hall.
"There you are, gorgeous girl." Damon said as he approached Elena. "There's only so much chatting I can do with high school kids." He smirked, but his face changed when he saw hers. She looked mad and upset. "Hey, what's wrong?" His voice softened and he pulled her into a hug.
"I don't want to deal with it right now, I don't want it ruining our night." She replied as her hands looped around his abdomen.
"I can assume." He said quietly. "I saw you follow Stefan out into the hall."
"Yeah. We can talk about that later, right now I want to dance with you." She said as she broke the hug to look into his blue pools. "Dancing with you always makes me feel better." She smiled.
"Well Miss Gilbert, may I have this dance?" He asked her with a charming smile and an old-fashioned bow, which made Elena chuckle.
"Lead the way, Mr. Salvatore." She curtsied and then took his hand.
Just as they made it to the dance floor, the current song ended and a slow song began filling the room. Elena ignored a waving Caroline at the drink table to take Damon's hand and they pressed their bodies together in a waltz. They swayed to the music, moving in perfect unity as their gazes never wavered from each other. They continued to move until the music slowed down more and became softer. Damon moved his arm more around Elena's back and pulled her into his body. Elena happily took the embrace and rested her face on his chest. She smiled and closed her eyes, letting in the feeling of the dance consume her. She felt so perfectly placed, infinitely loved and forever safe from all the bad things in the world.
This was the spot she wanted to stay forever.
"I love you." She whispered into his tux.
"I love you." He smiled above her before kissing her hair.
Having heard the dancing couple whispering, Caroline fixed her eyes and watched Damon and Elena slow dance together. She couldn't argue how at peace they both looked in each other's arms. It was like their love was eclipsing everyone else on the dance floor. She had to swallow a lump in throat at the thought of Stefan having to see this, but a part of her heart was happy for Elena. Caroline then did a quick scan looking for Stefan, knowing the last time she saw him he was talking and dancing with Elena.
"She looks really happy, doesn't she?" Bonnie asked from Caroline's side.
"She does." She replied. They both kept watching their best friend smiling and dancing until the song ended and Elena braced into a romantic kiss. After the kiss broke, she pulled Damon over to the table to meet the girls.
"You did a great job, Care. This Prom is amazing." Elena beamed before giving her a quick hug.
"Thanks, You two looked good dancing together." She managed to compliment. "I'm just hoping someone dances with me tonight."
"I'm sure someone will." Damon replied, trying not to sound sarcastic but it didn't work, she only glared at him. He then turned his gaze to the young witch that looked beautiful in her dark dress.
"Would you like to dance, Bon Bon?" He smiled.
"Oh..ah, sure." Bonnie replied in a surprised tone, totally unprepared to dance with anybody that wasn't Jeremy. Damon laid out his hand and Bonnie took it. He pulled the witch away from her friends and offered her a waltz on the dance floor.
"Did your boyfriend just steal your brother's date?" Caroline huffed as Elena stood beside her.
"He's just being nice." Elena gave her a side glance.
"Damon isn't nice."
"He can be, you just have to get close to see it." Elena smiled at her before moving to the table for a refreshing glass of fruit punch. Caroline only rolled her eyes and then scanned the room again. She was sad that Tyler couldn't be here tonight so she decided to ask Stefan to dance with her. She spotted Rebekah talking with Matt at one of the tables while Damon was dancing with Bonnie. She then caught a glance of another vampire entering the Prom. Stefan.
He walked in and stilled at the entrance. Their eyes met and Caroline could see something was wrong, it was written all over his face. His eyes were glazed over, his brow was lower than normal and his whole body seemed stiff with anger. She didn't waste time, walking over to him to see what had happened.
"You look lovely tonight, Bon." Damon smiled at her as they swayed.
"Are you drunk?" She asked with a raised brow.
"No."
"Sorry, I'm just not used to hearing compliments coming from you."
"Elena told me what you did and what you were planning to do." He said in a softer tone. "You looked after her while I was gone. Thank you."
"You don't need to thank me, I'd do anything for her."
"I know, but I just want you to know how grateful I am of you." He gave her an honest smile.
"Damon Salvatore is getting soft, the world must be ending." She joked with a small laugh.
"Must be because you finally found a sense of humor." He laughed too. They both smiled at each other, feeling a friendship brewing between them, which was a great thing because they both loved Elena. But then Bonnie's expression changed when she remembered the current supernatural threat in town. She was about to tell Damon everything about Silas and ask for his help, but they were interrupted by Jeremy who had an annoyed look on his face.
"Can I cut in?" The Gilbert boy asked.
"Go for it." Damon smirked and passed Bonnie's hands to him.
Silas didn't need to do much to intercept the cure. He just appeared as Rebekah and took what belonged to him from the oldest Original. With the vial in his grasp he left the high school and waited for Bonnie at her house.
"Stefan, what's the matter?" Caroline asked softly as she reached him. Stefan shook his head, not wanting to share all the upsetting things Elena said. The truthful words that were chipping away at his denial.
"Come on, dance with me." She smiled as she reached for his hand. Reluctantly, Stefan let her pull him to the dance floor. "Talk to me." She ordered as they began dancing. Caroline could definitely tell he was feeling tense because it felt like she was dancing with a plank of wood. "Is this about Elena? I saw you two dancing."
"It's what she said during the dance. And after." He replied in a defeated tone.
"What did you guys talk about?"
"She was just going on about how she loves my brother and that he was more selfless than I realized."
"Yeah, she mentioned that to me too."
"Did she mention that Damon compelled her twice?" He asked as they kept dancing in a circle.
"Seriously, Elena too?" She muttered.
"Yeah, but Elena seemed quite touched by the memories. Apparently one was a confession of love and the other was their first time meeting. He met her before I did." He explained in a bitter tone.
"Wow. Lucky for Elena to get the nice memories." She mumbled as she remembered her bad ones. "So these memories would've made Elena more affectionate towards Damon?" She assumed, but Stefan didn't answer, he only let out a breath of frustration. After dancing for a few more moments, Stefan broke their silence.
"How long do you think this heartbreak will last?"
"I don't know, Stefan. Tyler and I didn't break up exactly, but it still hurts that he had to leave me." She breathed. "You and Elena were in love, but now it's over. I can't imagine that kind of pain, still loving someone that doesn't feel the same way anymore."
"It'll be easier once Elena takes the cure." He mumbled.
"You're still hoping that human Elena will break up with Damon to come back to you?" Caroline asked as she looked at him directly. Stefan shamefully gave her a small nod. "If you keep thinking that way, Stefan, your heartbreak will never end." She shared her parts of wisdom before the song ended and the dance finished.
After enjoying the dance with her friends and getting close to Jeremy again, Bonnie found herself at home. "Silas.." She said in a scared tone when she spotted him.
"With the cure back in my hands, we now need our witches." He replied.
"I called my mother yesterday, they'll be here soon." Bonnie felt like she was digging a bigger hole for herself. Silas was only one massacre away from dropping the veil and unleashing all undead creatures on Mystic Falls. Regardless of her worries now, she needed help and she needed to tell everyone that Silas followed them back for the island.
"Are you ready to call it a night, sweetness?" Damon grinned over her shoulder as he placed his hands around her red dress, caressing her stomach as he hugged her from behind. Elena hummed happily, just like she did every time he did this to her.
"Yes." She said breathlessly and turned around to kiss him passionately.
"We should probably leave the school grounds before continuing this.." He murmured against her silky lips. Elena broke the kiss and nodded. "I'll call the limo." He smirked.
Once the limo dropped them off at the boardinghouse, Damon and Elena both attacked each other with feverish kisses and wandering hands. They managed to get inside without breaking apart and they started undressing in the foyer.
"Don't rip it, I like this dress." Elena warned against his lips and Damon nodded. He patiently unzipped her dress, freeing her from the lace and silk prison and exposing the daring surprise underneath.
"So sexy..." Damon whispered as he rubbed a hand between her legs, stroking the black and red lace thong as his other hand grazed over the matching push-up bra.
"I bought them for you. For tonight." She moaned as she enjoyed him squeezing her naked ass. "Take me!"
They didn't even make it to their bedroom because Damon had managed to place a fleece blanket in front of the burning fireplace. Elena's heart fluttered at the romantic setting and didn't waste time to remove her bra, while Damon removed her thong with his teeth. Once naked she fell down onto the blanket, pulling Damon with her.
"I want you." Elena begged in a silky whisper as she thrusted her body up, convincing him with a move of her hips.
"All in good time, sweetness." He smirked, but then his face changed to something different. His gaze darkened and he licked his lips. He was oozing lust. He then moved back a little and took in the breathtaking sight below him. Elena was laying there naked with the red blanket covering very little. Her eyes were dark and her lips swollen, her breasts were perked up and glistening. The glow of the fire made her skin look like caramel. The most delicious caramel ever made and Damon wanted to drown in it.
"I'm going to kiss every square inch of your body." He said in a husky tone and it made her breathless. True to his word, Damon's soft lips began its journey at her lips, then fell to her chin before kissing both cheeks and her forehead. He then moved to earlobes, sucking them before meeting her neck and he spent plenty of time there, giving her pleasurable kisses on her sensitive skin.
"Ohhh, babe." Elena moaned. "This is going to be torturous." She gasped and he only chuckled in response. He ran his tongue down her neck and finished the trail when he found one of her hard nipples. His kisses were now combined with sucks as he treated her panting breasts.
"More, Damon. I want more." She pleaded as she crossed her legs for a moment, trying to relieve some of the aching need in her core.
"Be patient, Elena." He said in a firm voice.
"I'm trying.." She whined with a moan. Damon then moved his mouth downwards, kissing all of the silky skin of her flat stomach before enjoying the curve of her hips. He then kissed around her intimate area, his lips touching her soft curls, making Elena gasp. He bent her at one of her knees to open her thighs apart for enough room for his face to fit between so he could kiss each fold and her clitorus.
"Yes! More of that..please." She begged.
"Legs first, baby." He replied back with a smirk she didn't see. Elena's eyes were fixed closed as she enjoyed the pleasure of being loved this way. She would guess what body part he would move to next and she cursed when she got it wrong, but it didn't matter. She never wanted this to end, he was treasuring her.
"Your legs are so sexy." He growled as he kissed up her thighs and then back down to the tops of her feet. He made sure to adore every part of her caramel limbs as he recalled that photograph of cheerleader Elena. She then gasped in surprise when Damon used his vamp speed to flip her over and place her on her stomach. She then sighed in relief when she felt his hard, muscular body pressed over hers, and his groin laid over her bottom.
"Are you liking this, Elena?" He asked in a sinful whisper as he kissed the back of her neck.
"Yes…" She managed to reply with a moan.
"But you want more?"
"Badly." She whispered against the fleece blanket.
"Almost there." He replied and then began kissing her shoulder blades, then moving slowly down her back, making sure to kiss every part of her spine. Elena shivered with goosebumps the lower he got. She then gasped and giggled when she felt his mouth give the cheeks of her bottom soft kisses and small nibbles. No one had ever given that part of her body this kind of attention before. She then moaned loudly and her spine arched a little when she felt another kiss on her womanly folds. She wanted so much more of that, but Damon continued downwards, kissing the back of her legs and finished with her ankles. When Damon fulfilled his promise he straightened himself up on his knees and admired the sight of her below him.
"Your curves are so fucking sexy from this angle." He licked his lips as he stared over her petite hourglass form.
That was it for Elena. She couldn't take laying still anymore. The treatment he gave her body mixed with his loving words made her ignite with desire. She was convinced that if couldn't have him right now, she was going to die of aching need. She quickly turned herself over, reached up and looped her arms around his neck.
"I badly need you inside me right now!" She let out in a strong, lusty voice as she pulled him down to her and kissed him desperately. She had never been so turned on in her life. Her moist and hungry core was just begging for that part of Damon that belonged inside her body. She spread her thighs apart so he could perfectly fit into her. They both moaned into the kiss as they felt their bodies meet, skin pressing into skin. Damon managed to still and then rub the head of his length at her entrance, enjoying her wetness and purposely teasing her.
"Please, Damon. I can't take it anymore.." She begged against his lips. He smiled softly before kissing her again and at the same time he slid inside her, pushing her folds apart and stretching her wet walls with pleasure. Elena let out a loud moan of relief that sounded like a tiny orgasm. All the foreplay from before had made her incredibly wet, making their thrusts slick and glorious. Elena purred and moaned as she took the pounding against the soft fleece blanket. Her legs locked around him as her hands ran over his back. With some grip around him, she found the leverage to thrusts back up, making Damon grunt and moan.
"Ohhhh, god!" She screamed as the pleasure in her core ignited and spread through the rest of her body. "I never..want this…to end." She let out through panting breaths. Damon chuckled a little.
"I'll take as far as you can go." He said as he looked at her face for a moment and then kissed her with fire. He then broke it to travel more kisses down her neck as his hips kept driving downwards. He moved one hand down to her chest and squeezed one of her breasts. The combined pleasure had quickly brought Elena to the edge of a very high cliff and she had trouble catching her breath.
"Bite me, Damon!" She demanded in a desperate tone. He hesitated for a moment, understanding what Elena wanted to do.
Bloodshare.
He was concerned for her, but he also wanted to give in and give her what she was begging for. He would be the one with the link, not her so he decided. He licked over the artery in her neck and then bit down, piercing his fangs in her flesh and began drawing small amounts of her blood. Damon almost came undone and the taste of Elena's sweet blood on his tongue. It was luscious and didn't taste anything like normal food. There may have been a honey note with a spice one, but all Damon could taste was her. It was purely the essence of Elena.
As soon as Damon's fangs broke into her neck, Elena was pushed off the high cliff and fell into a sea of intense pleasure. Damon was inside her in more ways than one. Her orgasm shook her entire body like an earthquake as her throat let out a silent scream as she creamed hard. She clenched and then she thrashed on the blanket only for her body to tense again. Without thinking or opening her eyes she extended her fangs and bit into Damon's neck. At the first pull of his blood reaching her stomach, the link was mirrored and Elena was taken away.
Her pleasure climaxed again, like another wave crashing after another, she felt as if the hard floor beneath her body turned into quicksand, wanting to swallow her down. Every nerve in Elena's body was being touched by Damon, as her heart and mind were nothing but Damon, Damon, Damon. He was now inside her in all the possible ways a vampire could be.
Her pleasure exploded in her core and in her neck and both climaxes traveled like liquid fire through her veins until they met in the middle, crashing into each other. She screamed out a feminine squeal of pleasure, but it was simply too much. Damon was right, it was overwhelming her. The last thing she remembered before blacking out was her entire body tensing into Damon and his voice saying her name.
Her mind was taken away to a far away place. It felt like paradise. She couldn't see a picture but all she felt was love and raw pleasure.
"Lena, baby!" Damon said in a panic voice as he felt Elena's body go limp beneath his and her eyes rolled back. He removed himself from her and laid beside, waiting for her to come back. His panic subsided when he heard her heart still beating and saw her chest still rising. "It's okay, baby. I knew it would be too much for you." He apologized as he stroked her cheek. He held her close and waited for her to come back.
While watching her sleeping form, Damon took note of the link between them. He could actually feel Elena's love for him and a part of him couldn't believe what he was feeling. Even though she was unconscious, she was still feeling this way in her heart.
He felt her pure love and devotion to him.
He didn't know what he had done to deserve such love from someone so perfect. He was worried that the blood sharing link would overwhelm her, but he didn't stop to think it would overwhelm him. He had no idea it could be like this. He laid there beside her, taking in the strong emotions. He had to choke back tears of the relief and joy that were crushing him.
If there were any insecurities and doubts left in Damon, they were now eradicated. Damon then heard Elena's breathing change and she moved in his arms.
"Damon?" She said in a hushed, confused tone.
"It's okay, baby." He replied as he rested on his elbow and moved his face closer to hers.
"What happened?" She blinked at him.
"You blacked out." He answered while stroking her cheek.
"Oh." She replied as she tried to sit up a little.
"You shouldn't have drank from me, the link overwhelmed you."
"I wanted to." She blinked again and he gave her a small nod.
"How do you feel?" As soon as she heard him ask that she focused on all the feelings running through her body.
The link was intact. She could feel him.
Her confused, rested state quickly changed to a gleaming smile, teary eyes and a heart that was beaming with light.
She felt Damon's love for her along with her own and it was enough to beg for a second heart because her current one was overflowing. She felt how strong and how old his love was for her, she felt his selflessness, his commitment and his honesty. It was making her cry with happy tears as her hands clutched over her naked chest, trying to ease the intense feeling her heart was pumping out.
"Oh, Damon." She sighed in a delicate tone as her wet eyes attached to his gaze. She was in complete awe of this man that loved her so deeply.
"You can feel it, can't you?" He smiled warmly and she nodded. "I can feel yours too." They smiled widely at each other before embracing in a hug full of love. Then they kissed and instantly that shared love morphed into burning want. Damon quickly adjusted back between her legs, but Elena surprised him by flipping over on her tummy and sitting up on all fours.
"Take me like this." She said in a sultry voice as she shook her hips at him. Damon smirked and his blue eyes burned. He quickly took a mental picture of this sexy position she was in before enjoying it. He first hugged her from behind and cupped her breasts and planted kisses on her shoulders, making her moan. He then moved a hand down to aid himself to aim. He slowly pushed into her silky folds until he was completely buried in her softness. Elena's body shook with pleasure as she took in this new feeling of him.
This was another first for Elena, being taken from behind. She missed the intimacy of the other positions, but she was loving the deep angle of this one. He began pumping at a steady pace as his hands kept massaging her breasts. He then moved his cupped hands back a little so he could pinch her nipples with his index finger and thumbs. On each thrust he gave her he would pinch.
"Damon!" Elena squealed and moaned at the pain mixed with pleasure. He kept his method going until he heard Elena ask for something. She rested her head and shoulders down on the blanket while keeping her hips up, ready for what she was about to ask for. "Harder!" She begged and he obliged with a little vampire strength and speed.
"Ohhh, Elenaa." He grunted and he pounded into her relentlessly, but also carefully, not wanting to accidentally hurt her.
"Fuck! Damon, don't stop! Yes! Just like that!" She moaned loudly into the blanket that was balled in her fists.
They were both feeling each other's pleasure and that was enough to shatter them both quickly. They both found their end together as Damon pulled Elena's sweaty body up so her back was completely against his front. They both tensed together as they held onto each other and rode the wave of euphoria. Elena clutched her hands down into Damon's thighs as he gripped his hands over her chest. They held that position for many minutes until their muscle relaxed, causing them to fall into a pool of skin and limbs.
"We are doing that again." Elena grinned at him as they laid side by side looking at each other in the orange glow of the fireplace.
"The blood sharing, the vamp sex or the position?" He smirked a little, making her cheeks warm.
"All of them." Elena replied as she fluttered her eyelashes at him. "But maybe not on this hard floor." She added with a small frown.
"Our bed?" He asked and he couldn't help himself by saying our bed.
"I have a better idea." She smirked and stood up. She offered out her hand and pulled him up before leading him over to the sofa.
"My ass will stick to the leather." He joked, but Elena's demeanor didn't change.
"Sit." She ordered as she pushed him onto the sofa.
"So bossy." He smirked at her and she gave him a dark lustful gaze in response.
"My turn to use my vampire speed." She simply said before jumping into his lap and taking him inside her. Damon didn't respond because he loved it when Elena was the dominant one, taking what her body craved. He just smiled and then took the hard kiss from her before enjoying every second of what Elena wanted.
After their frenzied and passionate session on the sofa, Damon and Elena found themselves cuddling on the sofa with the fleece blanket over them. Damon was sitting up with his back against the armrest laying across the cushions with Elena between his legs and snuggled against his chest. They were basking in their post-coital bliss with peaceful smiles while running their fingers through each other's hands.
"I see why it's so personal now." Elena broke the quiet and Damon responded with delicate kisses to her shoulders. "You've loved me for so long." Elena then turned her head to catch his eyes before asking.
"When did you realize you were in love with me?"
"I'm not actually sure." He mused. "I remember seeing how spunky and carefree you were on our trip to Georgia." He breathed and she giggled softly. "Then I was shown how compassionate you were after we opened the tomb."
"You mean the hug I gave you?" She asked and he nodded.
"Yeah. If I wasn't so broken about Katherine at the time, I would have hugged you back." There was a pause between before he continued. "I think it was the Miss Mystic Falls competition when we had our first moment. I know you were worried about Stefan, but I swear I felt something when we danced." He smiled before kissing her hair.
"We did." She agreed. "That was actually the first time I felt it."
"Felt what?" He asked as he stroked her arms.
"How sexy you were." She blushed. "I didn't want to see you that way, but when we danced, all I could see was you." She smiled before turning her over her entire body, pressing her naked breasts into his firm chest so she could kiss him properly. Damon readjusted the blanket over her body and began tracing shapes over her naked back as he held her in place.
"You were quite sexy that day too." He said against her lips. "You know, I believe it was worth the wait." He added and she looked at him to continue. "Where we are now and where we're going was worth all the stuff we went through before."
"Yeah, except the dying part. You are not allowed to do that again." She replied in a firmer tone.
"I'll stay forever in your life if you'll have me." He smiled.
"Forever sounds amazing." She smiled back before kissing him and then rested her head on his chest to close her eyes. Damon considered asking her at this moment if she meant forever in the literal sense, but his focus was taken away by the sound of the front door of the house being used. He looked down and noticed Elena was resting and hadn't heard the noise from the foyer. Damon was hoping it wasn't his brother. He knew Stefan was still suffering from heartbreak, so he didn't need to see them in this current situation.
Stefan walked in the house and he could instantly smell blood, but it wasn't human blood nor was it animal. With a subtle panic he strolled towards the smell of vampire blood. He thought either Damon or Elena were hurt, but he didn't expect to find what he found. He stepped into the dark room and his eyes went straight to the burning fireplace, but were quickly taken to the sofa next to it. He saw his brother laying across the sofa with Elena laying across him on her belly and her head tucked into his chest. There was a blanket covering over their bodies except for their bare shoulders. He could easily guess they were both naked from seeing their Prom clothes scattered around the furniture. A shot of pain hit him in the heart at the picture in front of him, but when his brain realized why he could smell their blood he was hit with a cascade of envy.
They had shared blood.
Something that he never got to do with Elena.
"Brother. I didn't know you were coming back tonight." Damon started in a hushed voice, trying not to wake Elena. He thought it'd be better if she slept through this uncomfortable encounter. Stefan was speechless for a moment as he tried to keep his jealousy from turning into anger.
"Ahh, sorry. I.." He replied as he ran a hand through his crunchy hair while moving his eyes to anything else in the room. "Tyler came back to spend the night with Caroline. I wanted to give them privacy."
"Some privacy would be nice." Damon hinted as he gestured his head to the sleeping girl on top of him.
"Right…" Stefan said back. "I'll just go to bed." He added in a sullen voice before retreating to his room. He vamp dashed all the way to his door, shutting it and then falling against it. Stefan had no idea when this heartbreak pain would end or at least be easier to live with.
He knew blood sharing was the most intimate act a vampire couple could do and now Damon and Elena had done it. It was pretty much a point of no return.
He had the strong urge to dash back and pull them apart, but he knew that wouldn't change how they felt about each other. After choking back his emotions he moved away from the door and found himself at his desk, staring at his current journal. When he read the last paragraph he wrote he realized he couldn't keep everything bottled up anymore. He had to begin somewhere because staying miserable wasn't an option.
So he picked up a pen and wrote.
It felt like he was writing with a razor over his own skin but at least it was coming out.