Lustly in Love.

Summary: AU| Damon has always been Elena's gay best friend but one drunken night might just set Damon straight. (pun intended)

A/N: Hi guys, this concept just hit me and for some reason my brain decided to go along with it. Hope you enjoy! Please review and tell me what you think ;)

Elena's POV

"Elenaaa! Open up! Rise and shine, babe! I got you breakfaaast!" yelled Damon, consistently pounding on my door.

I searched for my phone to check the time, only for the bright light of its screen to blind my sleepy eyes. I wrapped myself up in my comforter and trudged to the door, opening it and instantly regretting it. Damon had the biggest smile on his face, so cheery and irritating, when all I wanted to do was slip back into bed and shut my eyes away from the morning sun. He shoved a big cup of coffee in my hand and guided me towards my bed. I took a sip of the only thing life that kept me alive and energy rushed through me. Damon always knew coffee was the first thing I needed to start my day.

"Low-fat espresso with skim milk and extra whipped cream, just how you like it, babe." He smirked and opened a bag that smelled like heaven. He took out a cheese Danish and handed it to me.

"You are literally the most perfect human being on this planet." I exclaimed as I bit into the Danish filled with gooey happiness.

"Tell me something I don't know." He laughed and sat next to me with his devilish smile. "By the way, I was wondering…since this is the last weekend before finals, we should probably do something."

"And what would this something be?" I replied, questioning his antics.

"Everyone's getting drinks at the Grill tonight, and it's about time you got your hot ass out of this room." He slapped my ass and grinned at what he was about to say next. "Plus, I hear a certain Stefan Pierce might be there and has been asking around if you were going to be there."

"Daaamon." I whined. "Stop trying to hook me up. Isn't there a certain fellow you've got your eyes on?"

"Not in particular 'Lena, I just wanna to get wasted and party with my lovely friend but she won't learn how to loosen up and take that stick out her ass."

"I do not have a stick up my ass!" I screamed as my voice got 3 octaves higher.

"Prove it."

"Fine, meet me at the Grill at 8 o clock and don't be late. Now get out of my room before I kick your ass out."

"Ooo, someone's grouchy this morning. Remove the stick before 8, okay?"

"Fuck you" I rolled my eyes and slammed the door on his face. He could really be such a sarcastic dick sometimes.

Damon's POV

I let out a deep sigh as I checked my watch and realized it was already eight thirty. Where the fuck was Elena? I cued the bartender my way and asked for a beer, she was going to keep me waiting. I gazed around the room to scope out for any potential hook ups that would happen tonight. My eyes focused on the guy over by the pool table, bending over to take his last shot. He had messy blonde hair, dimples that were cute as fuck, and not to mention a pretty nice ass. He clearly had a sense of mystery to him. I was lost in my thoughts when I noticed him and a few other guys drool at some hot chick walking in. Holy shit. That wasn't just some hot chick, that was Elena. My jaw dropped as she walked towards me with the biggest grin on her face, she was dressed to kill.

"Put your arms around my waist, that'll make 'em jealous" She whispered to me while I quickly followed her orders.

"Babe, every guy in this bar is wishing they were me right now." I smirked and took a close look at what she was wearing.

Her little strapless black dress accentuated her curves completely and her legs went on for miles. Her chestnut brown locks were curled and draped down her round shaped face. Her breasts were pushed out as far as they could possibly go while her lips were ruby red and her eyes shimmered with gold specks. Sure, she dressed up on occasions, but this time she really went all out. I've never seen her look so sexy before, she was always the cute, bubbly, girl next door.

"Stop staring, Damon. Questioning your sexuality?" She joked.

"You might just turn a gay man straight lookin' like that, 'Lena." I said with absolute honesty.

She blushed a bright shade of red and nudged my shoulder, "You can be really sweet sometimes, you know that?"

"I do now." I said before turning to the bartender and ordering another beer.

"So, what's our plan for tonight? Scope out any hot guys yet?" she asked.

"Cutie with the dimples over by the pool table, wanna test out what team he goes for?"

"Thought you knew this kinda stuff beforehand. Isn't there some kinda sixth sense?"

"You never know who's out of the closet these days, babe." I smirked and handed her a beer. She put her red hot lips over the bottle and took a sip. She was turning me on and she didn't even mean to.

Before I knew it, 'Dimples' was heading towards us with a big old grin on his face. I watched as him as his eye roamed around Elena's body with intensity. A sense of jealousy ran through me as I tightened my arm around her waist.

"Care for a drink, love?" he said with his accent that made teenage girls all over the world swoon.

"I'd love one." Elena said huskily and removed my arm from her waist.

He signaled the bartender and ordered her an apple martini. Elena hated apple martinis.

"I'm Klaus." He said to me and shook my hand. "Pleasure to meet you."

"I'm Damon and this is Elena." I replied nonchalantly.

"Elena, what a lovely name, here's your martini, gorgeous." He handed it to her but she pushed it away.

"How about we take shots instead?" Elena said with the hugest smirk. She was persistent on proving me wrong about my previous statement this morning.

I watched Elena as she swung down shot after shot. She was mesmerizing and she looked at me with those big doe eyes. She stuck a lemon in her mouth, put a bit of salt on her breasts and handed me a tequila shot. Oh boy, she was clearly tipsy as she flashed a smile at me and said "Your turn!"

"Babe, I think that's enough for tonight." I said, trying get out of the situation.

"Come on, Damon, just do it, or I'll do it for you!" yelled an already drunk Klaus.

"Yeah don't be a pussy, Salvatore!" screamed Elena.

Everyone in the bar had their eyes on us, and it was clear that we were the life of the party. People started chanting and I finally gave in to the pressures of the intoxicated. I licked the salt off her rounded breasts, downed the shot of tequila and sucked the lime placed in her mouth. The crowd roared and the music was blaring from the speakers. Elena jumped up and down and into my arms.

"Woooooooooo!" she screamed on the top of her lungs. She wrapped her arms around my neck and kissed me like she never had before. Of course, we shared kisses as friends, like small pecks on the lips, but this was different. She pulled me in closer and slid her tongue into my mouth with such force. My body reacted back with twice as much passion as I pulled her hair and battled my tongue with hers. Complete lust surged through my veins as we danced with our tongues and the heat from our bodies collided, producing a sense of urgency. She finally pulled away for a breath of air and our eyes locked on each other's intensely. We were both breathing heavily as she finally spoke the five words that made me lose control.

"Let's get out of here."

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