The Game Changer...
She stood at his the arm of the couch, peering at nothing in particular, consumed in her thoughts. Shewas wondering why Damon had said almost nothing to her since she came to. The update she had gotten about Jeremy was from Bonnie, and the information about how long she had been missing too. Damon had let her in to the home, driven here there but not said as much as two words to her. She didn't understan why he was acting that way but her thoughts were interruptedwhen he broke the silence calling to her from the stairs.
She went to see him as soon as she heard his voice. He stood with the same black shirt hehad been wearing at the Bed and Breakfast. "Damon I-"
"Don't." He said. Elena gave him a confused look, pulling her head slightly straighter, and lifting her eyebrows. Her ussualy subte reaction to anything that might sting. He was angry.
"I just wanted to say tha-"
"I know what you wanted to say. But you can't because it was my fault. If I hadn't have been so busy telling you that story I would have been able to react in enough time to save you from ever having to go through that. You were possessed, and killed again. And that monster had you and your body. He slept with you. That monster!" Damon had stepped towards Elena, his hands on her small, and in his grips, fragile, arms.
"He's not a monster Damon. He was in love. It wasn't me he slept with. It was her I was not even awake for it. I can't remember anything betweeen the crash, and when Cristine and I began to seperate. Damon, the things I saw, that kind of love, no one who has ever felt that way could be a monster."
"I thought I lost you." Damon's hand traced up her jaw, resting at her temple, his other hand on her shoulder. Both of his blue eyes pierced through to a place she had not allowed him to before, but since he was being vulnerable, she would do the same. Elena decided to be honest with herself for a moment. Oh who are you kidding! You can't keep him out, you are in love with him!
"But you didn't. I could never think him a monster agian after what I saw. He loves her. Out of all the things to kill for, to die for, isn't love the most reasonable." Damons hands wer eat Elena's waist, and hers were at his face. "Tell me, what wouldn't you do for love?"
Damon's Crystal blue eyes burned through Elena, and she gave into her uncontrolable urge to kiss him. Her lips left his, but not for long before he kissed her back, and in the way kissing ought to be done. His lips met hers passionately, with a firmness and comfort she was not ussed to. His kiss was neither yielding or forceful, but perfect for her intents. She hopped up onto his hips and he pushed himself back into a wall to balance himself. "I love you." Elena said into his ear. He took this as his invitation to speed them to his room.
The stood beside the bed and just as Damon moved to push Elena down she forced him on his back first, his feet still touching the ground, legs bent at the knees. Among the kisses Damon lifted their bodies and hovered over top of Elena running his hands through her straight brown hair. Elena's hands tangled in the thick black mess of Damon's hair. She again flipped him and straddled him.
"Are you sure you want this?" Damon asked her.
"Aren't you?" She gasped.
"Of course I am. I've wanted this for so long. I just don't want it to be out of fear, or lust. Or anything you might regret, or hate me for tomorrow." Damon answered honestly.
"I never wanted to be like Katherine, but Damon, I am in love with you. You stood by me, fought to bring me back, and get me back, and you still are here, asking me if I want to make love to you or not. Of course I do Damon. I want you. But please, no more questions. Just let me have this." She kissed him and Damon lifted hid torso to deepen the kiss. As Elena was resting low on Damons hips, he was able to set them up staright.
Elena's hands roamed for the hem of Damon's shirt, eager to rid him of his coverings. She lifted it over his head and placed her hands on his chest. Damon ripped Elena's shirt off of her quickly. "No, i want to tak our time." Damon could do that. He would not sleep with her, or just have sex with her, or fuck her, he could do that some other day. He wanted to make love to her, to make her forget everyother lover before, and to become his wholely.
Elena felt the contours of his muscles as they cotracted and tightened around her wasit. His palms glided up her spine and hif deft fingers unclasped the hooks of the bra. Dmaon' fingers slid softly down Elena's arms as he pulled down the straps of her bra. She had felt continuous waves of shivers, as he kept touching her in such soft ways.
She fubmbled to undo his belt, but once done he quickly slipped out of both his pants and his boxers, he now lay completley exposed beneathe her. Damon's hands pulled off the pink silky pajama shorts Elena was wearing. All that remained of her clothing was the thin, damp, laccey, piece of cloth. Damon made sure that his member did not touch Elena as he undressed her. He pulled them down from the tops on the outer part of her thighs. She lifted her hips and he finished helping her off with her clothes.
Elena's hips moved forward as Damon caught her in a kiss, but Damons hand gripped her outer thigh stoping the motion from proceeding further. With this other hand he lifted his body and flipped over on top of Elena. Still not touching her with his penis. Damon made sure she was comfortable and adjusted. She had closed her legs when helay her down so he reached down parting her legs. He grabed one leg and wraped each aorung his hips. He also fixed her arms around his neck. Then he lay himself on top of her.
He slipped only his tip in side of herat first, then sunk deeper and deeper in until she thought she was full, but he still pushed further. Her walls were stretched, and he knew that he had to be careful he thrust inside of her slowly, penetrating completley everytime. Her moans fell to he ear and gave him pleasure he couldn't explain. She was pulsating,and it hadn't been long at all, he was only getting stared. He had himself lifted, but Elena pulled him down on top of her completely. Her breasts rubbed against his chest and Damon's arms flexed as he clutched the sheets. Elena's nails gratted along his back, and had he not been a vampire, his back would be bloodied and shredded. He contined to workhis rythym and she tried to match it.
She hungrily thrust her hips upwards in hopes to fill her more than she already was. She moved her hips in the opposite direction of his, increasing the friction. She was reaching her first climax and Damon thrust more hungrily into her and her moans became louder and rougher. Her skin was beading with sweat and upon reaching her first orgasm Elena flipped Damon over and began the grueling process over again. Her hips bounces and swirled and reached for more of him to be inside of her. She wanted to be stretched tighter. The pain she felt was an unprecedented pleasure. Damon cupped her breasts and he pulled her down to him. She did her best to resist, having been brought down far enough she pushed up from his chest, continuind her motion. She found the strength to push herself up, gripping his arms and throwing her head back, before she could climax again Damon wound up on top of her, her stomach still to the bed, he nibbled achingly at her neck, drawing little blood, but cause ing intense pleasure. He lifted her hips andagrssively sought her from behind, and the pulses rippled through her body.
He once agained returned her to her back lifting her right leg. He found the right budle of nerves in this spot this is where he led her in her sencond orgasm. This one tore through her, casuing her to scream out in pleasure. He had been seduced by the sound of his name as it pierced his ears and he has make love to her like he had dreamt of for so long. now she lay naked in his arms as he starred at her sleeping form.
She dreamt of him that night. Dreamt of the passion of the love they had made and understood it to be the greatest of her life.
Finally! Please let me know what you think! Too cheesy? R&R