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You And I Tonight (Faber Drive)

Chapter 15 : Your Skin's Like Gravity

Damon's lips moved against hers with passion. It was longing and shaping them, fitting them to his own, then sliding back and forth as if he wanted more of her. Elena sensed his lonely desperation and helplessly, she responded to it. Her lips softened and melted against his. Her murmurs still unending.

"I love you Damon..."

Drowned in the virile, fiery magic of Damon's hands and mouth, Elena felt the world turn as he gently laid her on the bed. Her dress fell beneath his fingers and he bent and kissed her, his palms holding the back of her head. His fingers brushed her nipple, his tongue slid across her lips urging them to part for its entrance. Instead of merely submitting to his amorous kiss, Elena drew her tongue into his mouth and wrapped her arms tightly around her neck. Against his palm, her nipple rose up, and Damon tore his mouth from hers, bending his head to her bosom. He pressed his lips to the little bud, kissing it and nuzzling until he heard her moan, drawing her nipple into his mouth.

They no longer thought about anything else, no rationality, no facts, no figures. Just energies and heightened feelings dying to surge into the surface. Their desire and love for each other gave way to moans of intense pleasure, as the drawing pressure of his mouth began to increase, tightening persistently on her nipple, until sudden hits of desire were shooting rythmically into her body. Her fingers slid across his dark hair, holding his head as if she never wanted to let him go.

Delicately, Elena felt Damon's hand move down, teasing gently at the triangle between her legs, his fingers playing with her, as she gave way to his wants. Damon pressed his fingers to her, and the wet vehemence of her welcome almost broke the last bit of his control.

He moved his fingers inside her and her hips lifted, arching against his hand while she held on to his shoulders, her nails digging into his flesh. Gradually, without thought, Elena moved her hips against his manhood, she moved downward and trailed kisses along his chest, nuzzling his abdomen, until his hands suddenly tangled in her hair and pulled her face back to his.

He held both sides of hers, and moved atop her. Elena's heart filled with pleasure as she felt the demanding fire of his maleness press between her legs. But instead of entering her, he circled his hips against her in a grinding rhythm that drove her frantic with fierce ecstasy. She needed him inside her, as much as he did.

Damon looked more closely at Elena as she mouthed I love you with a moan. Her face was dampened with innocence and beauty he had never seen before. Her body was fragile and shy but she was alive and vibrant. It run through him, making him feel alive again and in love. He smoothed his fingertips over her sensual lips, realizing how desperately he wanted her, and how deeply he loved her.

"I want to have everything of you Elena..." Damon said, his husky voice sincere, and his gaze deep. "Can I?" His stare pierced through her in a wave of overwhelming emotions.

Feeling as if her heart would tear with the bursting love in it, Elena nodded and answered him with a melting kiss. A low groan went off from his chest and his control shattered. There's no way he could ever let go of her. He plunged into her inside partway and eased out, plunging deeper and deeper, the next time, and the next, until she swung her hips beneath him and he filled his full length into her incredible warmth. He began to move slowly within her, his forehead sweating. He watched her face, her head tossed on the pillows as she pressed her hips hard against his pulsing thighs, waiting for the exploding fulfillment he wanted to give her. He heard her gasp as he started increasing the tempo of his deep thrusts.

She looked at him, this time, his stare was different. She knew exactly what he needed, and she was ready to give it him. They exchanged looks as if it was a conversation in their pleasurable trip. She bent her head to the side, exposed her neck, sweat dripping over it, and then she smiled.

Damon buried his face on her neck, knowing just by looking at her smile, that she gave him permission. His fangs suddenly appeared, it grazed her neck and scraped her shoulders, sending a series of shivers to her body. As gentle as he could, he sank his fangs onto her flesh, and slowly replaced his thirst with her blood, while still moving inside her. They both groaned rhythmically, the desire of each other heightening more than ever.

He looked straight into her eyes, moved inside her some more, in different tempos and pressures. Then he bit his lip until blood came gushing out of it, her gaze didn't tear from his. She wanted to take all that Damon had to give, and in turn she sucked his lower lip,took as much blood, and sent him groaning, thrushing faster and harder onto her.

A shivering ecstasy shot through Elena's entire body, sending waves of pleasure striking through her that came faster and faster until they broke out into an explosion that tore a scream from her throat. Damon bent his head and kissed her passionately one last desperate time as he thrusted her will all the energy he had, and then he drove into her, joining her in sweet oblivion.

Afraid she might be too tired to carry his weight, he moved to her side and pulled her into his arms, their body still intimately joined. When her breathing finally evened out, he kissed her forehead and smoothed her satiny hair. He gazed at her, and realized that all his life he had been looking for the wrong things, and had been seeking in the wrong places and wrong people. He took revenge, killed people, slept with countless girls he didn't love, he used others and manipulated them, and yet after all that, he still wasn't happy or satisfied, he was still as empty as he started. But now as she looked back at him, he knew he had finally found it. He had found something only Elena can give, something he never thought he could still have : humanity.

"I love you." She said one more time, and they drifted off to sleep. The moments pass as quickly as you see them, and some of them may barely be encrypted as a memory. But they were both certain about one thing, this night would be one of the moments they would never ever forget, in ten years, in a decade, or in a century.

Damon's heart may be unbeating, but he was ready to give everything to Elena, from body and soul to every single second of his eternal life. And Elena was ready to accept it and never let it go, even if she'd have to fight for it forever.

Elena awoke, she opened her eyes partly, stretching her arms to feel Damon in her side. But to her alarm, there was nothing she felt but the cold sheet of her bed. She quickly sat up, her eyes searching the entirety of her room. Chills ran through her back when Damon was nowhere to be found.

It wasn't a dream, she was certain, for it felt more real than anything that have ever happened to her. Did he leave? She weakened as she felt pain pierce her heart with the thought. In panic, she reached for her phone on her bedside table. Maybe he sent a message, she thought. Her heart hammered with love and relief, when she noticed a flower gently placed beside her phone. She took it adoringly, she had never seen anything so beautiful. It was a purple-stemmed white flower, with pointy sides, and white buds on the center. A sweet fruity smell came off as she put it closer to her nose, her smile slowly appearing on her face. There was a note attached to it, she read it, still holding the flower.

This flower is called Ambrosia.

It's already extinct, some people don't even think it really existed.

But my mother gave its stem to me years ago,

I didn't know where or how she got it.

But I planted it ever since, hoping I could give it to somebody someday.

Ambrosia denotes something like other flowers do.

It stands to say, "your love is reciprocated,"

I never said it to you last night, not because I didn't want to,

But because, I have never said it to anyone.

And yes, Damon Salvatore could be shy sometimes...

But I'm not turning back anymore so...

Elena Gilberts, I want to formally tell you

That Damon Salvatore loves you too.

And that he is never letting you go,

Even if he would have to chain you up. :)

Oh! And before I forget, Will you be my girlfriend?

Elena chuckled at the last line. She put down the note and rose, and was about to go downstairs when she saw Damon leaning on the door. She gazed blissfully at his handsome, pale face, and then ran straight to him, wrapping her arms tightly around his neck.

"Yes." She said, her voice almost breaking in joy.

Damon hugged back and laughed, "Ooh. Exactly what I expected from Ms. Clingy Gilberts." Elena laughed back and hit him playfully, They went downstairs. There were pancakes on the table already, they sat down beside each other, their hands intertwined.

In the middle of their meal, Elena suddenly asked, "So, you mind telling me that you have really gotten over Katherine?"

"Woah. We just officially became together a few seconds ago, and you're already asking about the awkward ex-files?" Damon smirked, but he saw Elena's impatient look so he decided to just answer it, "Look, sweetie, honey, sweetheart, care bear... Katherine was a sick obsession. I realized that a long time ago. I wanted her only because I liked the competition, the rivalry. And if you're worried because you look exactly like her, then I'll tell you this." He held her face with both of his hands, "Even if you change your face, God, even if you look like Princess Fiona – Shrek version, I'd still feel the same way about you. My feelings for you will still grow deeper every second. And c'mon, you gotta admit, Fiona's gotta be the last face a man would want."

Elena giggled. She just needed reassurance. And Damon gave that to her, unhesitatingly and confidently. She kissed his cheeks, gentle enough to make him feel the gratitude, and passionate enough to make him feel her love.

"Speaking of third parties, you want to explain the turtle guy from last night?" Damon asked, his fork pointing upwards.

"He's a priest Damon, a friend of the priest that wedded Jenna and Ric."

"No fucking way."

"Yup! You threatened a priest." Elena rolled her eyes.

"Why didn't you tell me?" Damon asked in regret.

"I tried but you would always cut me off." Elena continued eating, self-righteously happy that Damon finally found out last night's mess was his fault.

'Why'd you meet him?" Damon asked curiously, "In a BAR?"

"His long-time friend, , owned the bar. Jenna asked me to meet him to thank him for helping with the wedding, that's all."

"Wow. I really did fuck it up, big time. I technically called him a monster!"

"Yup, reminisce and remorse, my love." Elena answered sarcastically.

"I doubt he would even consider it if I asked him to marry us." Damon impulsively uttered.

Elena was completely silent and he was too. Why the fuck did I just say that? Marriage? Damon hated himself inwardly. Things couldn't have been more awkward. It was too early for any decisions, and they both knew that. To both of their reliefs; however, the silence was interrupted with the doorbell. Jenna and Ric were back from their honeymoon. Damon took the groceries they bought and placed it on the kitchen counter. Ric and Jenna sat at the table with Elena.

"So, did you guys have a great time?" Elena smiled to Jenna, an intriguing look visible on her face.

"You bet." Ric said, his arms firm around Jenna's shoulders.

"Details Ric!" Damon yammered, as he brought another batch of pancake to the table as sat down beside Elena.

"Ugh," Jenna rolled her eyes and looked at Ric, "I can't believe you asked a jerk to be your best-man."

Elena and Ric laughed, while Damon and Jenna sent each other a riveting irritated look. Jenna had been used to having Damon around, for more than a month now, but they still annoy each other most of the time. Elena's fine with it though, she looks at their petty arguments as their special bonding time.

"Jenna, wait till you hear this." Damon said, as he put pancakes on her and Ric's place, "This jerk is actually now officially, and formally your niece's boyfriend." He said and put his arms around Elena.

Elena was shocked with Damon's sudden confession of their relationship. She didn't even give him the heads up! But still, she felt a little piece of thorn pulled from her, at least they'd let the cat out of the bag early. To her shock though, Jenna and Ric weren't even the least bit surprised.

They both said at the same time, as if on cue, "Saw it coming."

In a sudden, Elena's phone rang, she had texted Bonnie a while ago, telling her about Damon being her boyfriend. She almost took off seeing Bonnie's reply, "Saw it coming." She showed it to Damon. And they both laughed in rhythm.

"Why do I get this feeling that we, Elena, are the last persons to realize about our feelings for each other?" Damon smirked and Elena replied, "Ironic." They all chuckled happily. Damon held Elena tighter, and Ric did to Jenna too. They all knew that they have never been as content before, and for the oddest reason, the pancakes tasted incredibly delicious.

Author's Note : I'm sorry if I didn't meet your expectations for the love scene. It was the first one I've ever written so it was pretty difficult. I tried my best though to make it as moving as I can, but at the same time, as sensual. I promise though to make the next love scene(s) better. :)

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