Hardest of Hearts

A/N: I AM SO FREAKING SORRY IT TOOK SO LONG! This is going to be the last chapter in this story, so I hope you guys like it. Thank you SOOOOOOOOOO much for reading it! I totally LOOOOOOVE you! :D

Chapter 5

"But it shouldn't be a problem," Caroline said to Stefan. "I mean, you guys are already together."

"It doesn't matter," Bonnie said. "Elena should be able to change her mind later if she wants."

"I agree," Stefan said, but that wasn't the only problem with this new little "side-effect." The problem was that it wasn't with him, it was with his brother.

"Well, if we want to try to fix it, we'll have to go see her," Caroline said, then giggled. "Hopefully she won't be having another dream."

Or something else. Stefan thought. By herself or with Damon.

Elena stared at her reflection in the mirror. She'd be lying if she said she wasn't excited (and it wasn't just the throbbing between her legs) and had dressed up a little. She was wearing her favorite red shirt, denim skirt ad black flats. Underneath, however, she was wearing a black lace bra and black satin bikini panties. She figured Damon would enjoy her black.

Like Stefan never did. She thought suddenly.

Where did that come from? Was this part of the spell? She sure as hell hoped so…

Elena didn't bother with perfume. Her scent (or at least the scent of her blood) would probably be enough for Damon. She looked at the digital clock next to her bed. 11:40. Time to go.

It wasn't very hard to sneak out of her window in her outfit and with her purse – she used to do it all the time to go to parties with Caroline. She dropped out of the tree and headed towards her car. She opened the door and watched Aunt Jenna's window closely as she pulled out of the driveway. Success!

Now it was time for the hard part. (A/N: Ha. Pun!)

Damon smelled Elena as soon as she walked through the front door.

Thank God, he thought, ready to finally ease this insatiable pain.

He'd been jerking off non-stop for the past two hours, going crazy trying to satisfy himself. (A/N: *giggle*)

He heard her walking up the stairs and his zipper became even tighter.

She softly knocked on the door. His erection painfully trapped in his jeans, he opened his bedroom door. To his surprise, there was no hint of uncertainty in her eyes; she was ready for him. (This, of course got him even harder – if that's even possible.)

"Helloooo, Elena," He then cleared his throat, trying to rid himself of the huskiness in his voice.

Elena's heart began beating faster. She took a deep breath to try to calm herself. Damon moved aside to let her in and her eyes immediately darted to his big…bed. (Ha. You pervs.)

She looked at the bed and frowned slightly. She walked over to it and put her hand on it, and then she laughed.

"What?"

"Silk sheets? Really? Not that I'm surprised."

"Well, of course," Damon smirked. "Do you like them?"

Elena instantly blushed and Damon sped over to her at vamp speed.

"We might as well be completely honest," He said. "It's not like we'll be hiding anything else."

Elena stared at the floor and said, "I've always had…fantasies of making love on silk sheets."

Damon felt his belly clench at her statement. He watched as she turned from him and ran her hand slowly down the black sheets. He came up behind her and put his lips to her ear.

"I guess we're more alike than you originally thought, Hm?"

She gasped when she felt his hardness press against her.

"And if I recall," He continued huskily. "Most of the little dreams took place on silk sheets."

Elena shivered, squeezing her thighs together and she felt herself leaning back against Damon, almost like a magnet. He accepted the contact willingly, in fact, she could have sworn she hear a small moan come from his lips.

Damn, she was about to explode!

Damon placed a hand on her shoulder and she gasped. He moved his hand agonizingly slowly down her body.

"Shit!" She gasped. "Please, Damon!"

Chuckling breathlessly, he slipped a hand inside her panties. He let his finger run over her; in awe at how wet she was for him.

"Fuck, Elena," He practically growled.

She laid her head back on his shoulder, closing her eyes in pleasure. He slid a finger into her slickened entrance and Elena immediately tensed up and moaned. She hoped he knew that the extent of her arousal wasn't just because of the spell.

He removed his finger and she whimpered.

"Damon, please."

"Patience, Elena."

He tugged up on her red shirt and she raised her arms, letting him pull it over her head. He gripped her hips and gently turned her, then laying her on his bed. He took off her shoes and threw them on the floor, then pulled her skirt off, leaving her in just her black bra and panties. His blue eyes widened, and then slowly trailed down her body. He opened his mouth to say something cheeky about her attire, but nothing came out. Damn.

Breathing heavily, Elena bit her lips and looked up at him. He slowly unbuttoned his black shirt, letting it slide off his shoulders. His eyes on her, he unbuckled his belt and then tossed his pants aside.

"Where else could she be, Stefan?" Bonnie asked when they arrived to Elena's empty room.

"I don't know," Stefan said flatly. Truth was, he knew exactly where she could be. Please, God, no.

"Maybe we should check the Grill." Bonnie said and Caroline snorted.

"Yeah, because that's the first place I'd go if I was horny." She said sarcastically, rolling her eyes.

Bonnie narrowed her eyes. "Well, do you have any suggestions?"

"Well, obviously if Stefan is the only one who can satisfy her, she might be there."

"Caroline's right," Stefan said. "Let's go."

Damon crawled up the bed, but instead of kissing her, she pressed his hands to the inside of her thighs, spreading her legs.

"Damon…" Elena moaned breathlessly.

She gasped as Damon lowered his mouth to her. He ran his tongue up and down before sliding it inside of her repeatedly. She arched her hips up. He ran his tongue over her clit before taking the bundle of nerves into his mouth, sucking lightly, causing Elena to moan and writhe beneath him.

As his lips and tongue worked her, he slid two fingers into her, moving them in and out at a quickened pace. Her warmth pulsated around his fingers and he curled them inside of her, causing her to come undone, screaming his name.

Damon rose, planting kisses on her stomach, breasts and neck. Very slowly, Damon began to enter her.

"Wait," Elena said.

Shakily, she pushed him down on his back.

"What are you doing?"

"Trust me," With that, she pressed her lips gently to his chest. She kissed down his stomach before running her tongue back up to his neck, making him moaned softly. She lightly bit his neck and he grinned. She slid back down and gripped his shaft. She began stoking lightly before letting her tongue slide over the head. She took him in her mouth, stroking him with her hand. Damon groaned and twisted her hair in his fingers.

To be honest, Elena was originally only going to do this – just oral to ease the pain, but whether it be from the spell of the undeniable attraction she'd felt towards him since day one, she actually wanted to make love to Damon. She now wanted to experience the passion that he could give her. She wanted to express the lust and love she felt for him.

As she sucked him off, she hummed, causing Damon to shudder below her. He arched his hips up and she moaned slightly, squeezing her thighs together and took all of him in her mouth, deep throating him.

"Fuck!" He moaned. "Elena, stop. I'm gonna come!"

Elena let him slide out of her mouth before grinning and lightly blowing on the head. He gasped and she began deep throating him again. Damon's body tensed and he moaned loudly, spilling his come down her throat.

"That's why most witched don't use the spell anymore," Bonnie said after explaining to Stefan again about what she read about the spell. "They found it…unnatural."

Caroline smirked. "Duh."

"Can you drive any faster?" Stefan said.

"I'm trying!" Caroline snapped. "What's the rush, anyway? It's not like she can sleep with anyone else."

Want to bet?

"Ready?" Damon positioned himself at her entrance. If they stopped now, it may just kill him, but he wanted to be sure that Elena was still sure.

"Yes," She said breathlessly, looking up at him.

With a short nod, Damon slid into her, groaning in pleasure.

Something went off in the both of them. It felt as though there were fireworks behind their eyes, and their minds became jumbled, as if they were in a haze of drunken pleasure. Their bodies felt like they were lit up and light as air. Suddenly, something amazing happened – they were one. Every single feeling and thought that went through Damon's head went through Elena's, and vice versa. It was almost like sharing blood, but instead of just feelings being shared, their thoughts were shared, also. They felt invincible, in and out.

"Damon!" Elena gasped.

"Shh, shh, shh," He murmured, smiling. "I'll take care of you." He began thrusting in and out of her again and again, loving the way pleasure was coursing through their veins. They could feel each other's pleasure; therefore, the satisfaction was heightened immensely for them.

They moved together, their moans and sighs of pleasure echoing through their minds and vibrating through their bodies. It was bliss.

At last, Damon and Elena's bodies exploded in ecstasy. They cried each other's names and held onto each other for dear life, kissing and nearly crying in the enjoyment of it all.

"Stefan, why the fuck didn't you tell us?" Caroline exclaimed.

"I'm sorry, I just-"

"You don't think it was a good idea to let us know it was Damon I cast the spell on?"

"What were you thinking about when you cast it?" Stefan asked.

"I don't know. Something about what Damon would do to Elena if he ever got the spell."

"Nice," Caroline said sarcastically.

"So I'm not the only one who notices the attraction between the two."

"What?" Bonnie said.

Caroline gave one sympathetic laugh. "Stefan, you'd have to be blind and deaf to not see the connection."

"Or stupid." Bonnie added. "No offense."

Stefan smiled weakly. "I know,"

Taking a deep breath, the three of them opened Damon's door.

30 Minutes Later

"Well, that's interesting." Damon smirked.

"No, not really." Bonnie frowned.

"You're judging again," Damon said, but he was smiling.

Well, why wouldn't he be? The new little side effect just made him and Elena bound together for eternity. Well, once he turned her of course. He looked over at Elena, who tried to keep her composure, but Damon could see she was smiling.

Elena could feel Damon's eyes on her. Literally. She could feel it. She knew he knew she was smiling. That's one thing she loved about Damon. He noticed things no one else (Stefan) did. And honestly, even if this little "Side-effect" was reversible, she wouldn't do it. She was bound to him for eternity. She always knew it; it just took a spell mishap to give her the courage to make it happen.

The End

A/N: Yes, I know, kind of cheesy ending, but I like it! LOL I am going to be posting an alternate ending to this story soon, so be on the lookout for that. (If you want, of course. Heehee) Thank you guys SOOOOOO much for reading my stories! *kisses*