The epilogue has finally been made! It's really fluffy so I hope you like it. Let me know what ya think!

Elena had been perfecting her plan for months now. She had found out from a slip-up from Stefan (who is doing fine by the way) who happened to let slip to her that Damon's birthday had been coming up which had been the greatest news she had heard. She finally got to plan something for him.

Now because she knew Damon so well, she knew that he wouldn't want to celebrate it willingly without a little bit of a push from her. Now, usually since planning parties had been up Caroline's ally, she enlisted her best friend to help her with the preparations. Of course, the only thing Caroline could suggest all had to do with sex, which was absolutely no surprise.

But still, she took Caroline's advice.

So, she quietly snuck out of bed early on his birthday, careful not to wake up his sleeping form and hurried into the bathroom despite her state of nakedness from their passionate lovemaking the night before. It was like Elena had a giant lady boner after running over and over her plans for him the next day and just had to jump him beforehand.

And being the always ready boyfriend she knew he was he wasted no time in acting upon her urges and carrying her up to bed. Even as her family looked at them with their mouths hanging open as she wrapped her legs around his waist and he carried her up to his bedroom.

Now, here she was ready and wanting all over again.

God, would she ever be able to stop wanting him? Was it going to be like this forever?

She took one look at herself in the mirror; with her tangling sex hair, swollen lips and the giant hickey on her neck; and decided that she certainly hoped that it would go on like this forever. She would be the happiest girl on the planet.

As you can probably already guess, the surprise for Damon's birthday was really just her. He got her for the entire day to do whatever he pleases to her body, whether it be having hot and wild abandon sex on the floor or wrestling on the floor like they were kids again.

Elena jumped in the shower quickly, needing to feel clean for some part of this day. Once she was finished in the shower, she tousled her hair into her loose wavy curls, just the way he liked it and put on the sexy lingerie that she had bought for this special occasion.

It was red and black lace, and brought a lot of attention to her breasts which had decided to be nice and perky today. She had chosen the colors specifically with Damon in mind. The black, because obviously it was his favorite color, and red because it was the color he was most fond of on her.

She tousled her hair once more before taking cautious steps out of the bathroom and into the bedroom. It had taken her months to perfect sneaking past him, but she had to admit that she was getting good at it. Or maybe he was just being nice and not telling her that he always heard her.

Elena ran across the room and pounced on top of his lying body on the bed. The bed bobbed up and down underneath her as she placed her hands and legs on either side of his body. Damon had yet to open his eyes so she leaned down and placed kisses all along his chest. She went all the way up his body until she got to his face where she saw the beginnings of a smirk there along his lips and knew that he was merely playing along with her game.

She placed a kiss on his mouth, which he immediately reciprocated, not wasting any time in wrapping his arms around her small body and pulling her closer to him. Elena smiled against his lips surprised at his eager attitude, and placed one final kiss on his lips before pulling back a couple inches so that she could get a better look at his face.

Damon's hands were fingering the lace material by her breasts that were covering her body from his gaze. He dropped it softly after a few moments before grazing his hands down to her ass where he contently laid them there.

"What is all this for?" Damon asked,

Elena smiled shyly. "Happy Birthday, baby," She paused and placed a soft kiss on his unresponsive ones. "I love you."

"How did you know?" Damon asked her, surprise etched into his features.

"Stefan spilled the beans," Elena shrugged, leaning down to his neck where she started to kiss, lick and suck every single piece of available skin to her.

Damon shook his head grumpily. "I'm going to kill him."

"Can you do that later?" Elena purred in his ear, before nibbling on the pad of his ear. "I have a very special birthday present for you."

She slithered down his body slowly, pecking at his chest on her way down.

"Oh, really? And what would that be?" Damon raised his eyebrows at her, as his hands fell away from her body as she moved.

"Sexual pleasure," Elena said simply, with a little shrug, tugging the sheet down from around his hips so that she could see her favourite part of his body.

"I love you," Damon moaned out, just as her tongue touched the tip of his penis.

"I'm hungry," Elena whined hours later, while he was still kissing along her stomach. It seemed that her stomach also wanted to provide proof as it grumbled. "We have to take a time out."

"But I haven't had enough of you yet," Damon said, swirling his tongue at different parts of her stomach, dipping his tongue inside her belly button making her giggle and try to squirm away.

"You, Mr. Salvatore, are insatiable," Elena said, coaxing him up her body with her finger, which he happily obliged.

When he reached her face, he nodded in agreement, bending down to place a tender kiss on her lips which she gave into immediately.

"I'm insatiable for you," Damon mumbled against her mouth,

"But... I can't help but love that quality about you," Elena whispered against his lips, feeling his answering smile in return against her lips. He started placing small barely there kisses on her lips even as her lips formed into a wide smile. His kisses moved to the side of her face, kissing along her cheek and then up along her forehead. As he made the trip back down along her nose she was giggling in response, wrapping her arms snuggly around his waist.

Once he made it back to his starting point, he placed on final kiss there before looking into her eyes.

"You're beautiful, you know that?" Damon asked her, bringing his hand up to caress her face.

Elena shook her head, leaning her face into the hand that was now resting on her cheek.

"Well, you are," Damon whispered. "How did I ever get so lucky?"

"You're great in bed," Elena teased, not wanting to accept his compliment towards her. Damon gave her one of the most satisfied smirks ever accompanied with him wiggling his eyebrows at her.

"Oh, baby, I know," Damon whispered suggestively, leaning down to her neck where he sucked her skin there, and she knew that she'd just be covered in hickeys by the end of this. "But I never get tired of hearing you say it," Damon's lips were now at her ear.

"Shut up and just kiss me," Elena moaned, getting frustrated with all his teasing.

Her wish was his command and he moved is mouth back up to hers and enveloped hers in a passionate kiss that had her toes curling in excitement. She responded back with just as much eagerness, not hesitating to push her tongue into his mouth. He wasted no time in running his hands up and down the sides of her body until they rested on her hips, he manoeuvred them until they were at the perfect angle for his penetration.

And, that was the moment that Elena's stomach let out a loud grumble.

"You're hungry," Damon whispered against her lips.

"No, I'm not, just ignore it," Elena said, coaxing his lips back to hers.

"Not going to happen," Damon mumbled, kissing her once more before removing himself from her body and rolling off the bed. "I've got to feed my woman."

"Can't you just take advantage of me like any other guy would," Elena huffed, kicking the sheet fully off her body to reveal to him all of her.

"I know what you're doing," Damon said, even as his eyes were transfixed on her legs.

"I'm not doing anything..." Elena said, spreading her legs for him.

"Elena," Damon warned her, as her eyes dropped down to his erection. She licked her lips before drawing her eyes back up his body to his face. She could see the lust in his eyes and he was desperately fighting his instinct to just take her again on the bed or do the right thing and prevent her from starvation.

In the end Elena made the decision for him, as her hand slipped down between her legs. Her hands were rubbing up and down her legs before they settled on her clit.

Damon wasted no time and pounced on top of her, slapping her hand out of the way before sinking himself inside of her wet heat.

"I knew you'd see things my way," Elena moaned out, lifting her hips up to meet his.

"Only because you know what drives me crazy," Damon groaned, angling her hips different so that he hit her g-spot. "But luckily, I know what drives you crazy."

Elena could not formulate an answer and could only nod her head before screaming out in pleasure. He was driving her crazy as he kept changing the angle of his hips and taking her in so many different ways.

She was constantly on the edge and was just waiting for her orgasm now. With all the changes in angles she was hovering over the edge, not quite being able to reach it. Finally, she could tell that his orgasm was fast approaching and she knew that she'd be granted hers.

"Come with me, baby," Damon urged, gripping her hips tightly.

"God," Elena moaned, and she fell over the edge, taking Damon with her.

Damon collapsed on top of her, panting. He buried his face in her neck, and she ran her fingers through the sweaty strands on his head. Her stomach started grumbling again, and he lifted himself off of her before rolling off the bed.

"That was so worth delaying breakfast," Elena let out a satisfied sigh, stretching out her limbs on the bed.

"You were being naughty," Damon said, crossing his arms over his chest, giving her an approving look. "Maybe I should spank you."

Elena turned over, displaying her ass to him. "I wouldn't say no."

"As tempting as that offer is, I'm going to have to pass," Damon said, coming over to where she was pouting on the bed, and slapped her ass lightly. "Now get up."

Elena huffed once more before following him reluctantly out of bed, stepping onto the floor only to find that her legs felt like jello and were sore with every step that she took. When she looked up at Damon all she could find was the giant smirk that he wore across his smug face.

"You enjoy this, don't you?" Elena asked, folding her arms over her breasts.

"I always enjoy naked Elena," Damon replied, giving her body an automatic once over. Her body was red in the spots where he had kissed and sucked so many times she thought she was going to explode.

"That's not what I meant," Elena snapped,

Damon laughed, shrugging his shoulders, while Elena pouted and found her robe that had recently taken up a home next to his. She tied it roughly around her waist, making sure that he wouldn't be getting a glimpse of her naked body any time soon.

She stomped past him to get through the door and downstairs. She could hear his laughter as he followed down after her in all his naked glory, not bothering to cover himself up.

"What do you want for breakfast?" Damon asked her, as he opened the fridge surveying the ingredients. This fridge hadn't been so stocked full in years and he welcomed the amount of food that he found in it. One of the upsides of having Elena around was that he could cook for her whenever he wanted too.

"It's your birthday, I'll do it," Elena said, gently pushing him away from the fridge.

Damon wasn't having any of that nonsense and wrapped one of his arms gently around her waist, pulling her close to his body. He used the other hand to tuck a strand of hair behind her ear, before his hand rested on her cheek.

Elena automatically leaned into his touch, turning her head so that she could place a kiss on the palm on his hand.

"I'm making you breakfast," Damon said, and as Elena opened her mouth to protest, he moved his hand from her face to place his finger on her lips. "I enjoy cooking, it can be my second birthday present."

He knew his words had the desired effect as Elena nodded. She wrapped her arms around his waist tightly as her face buried against his chest. He didn't need an explanation of what she was doing he just wrapped his arms around her shoulders and held her.

They didn't speak for what seemed like ages, but that was seemingly okay for the moment. They were finally interrupted by Elena's stomach which started grumbling again.

"Someone's hungry," Damon stated, kissing the top of Elena's forehead before trying to pull himself from her arms.

"Wait," Elena whined, grabbing him around the waist more tightly. He looked at her expectantly, but all she did was lean up on her tip toes and press a big kiss to his lips. He responded immediately, his hands tunneling themselves in her chocolate brown locks, his lips and tongue moving roughly against her mouth.

They were all hands, mouths and tongues, and they would have happily had sex on the kitchen floor if not for the sound of someone clearing their throat behind them.

Damon looked up to find his brother standing there before him. He was silently thanking god that Elena was positioned in front of his body so that he wouldn't have to deal with Stefan seeing the major erection that he was sporting right now.

"Stefan," Damon greeted, while Elena put her head in her hands and buried herself against Damon's chest in shame. "What brings you here?"

"I just wanted to wish my big brother a happy birthday, but you're obviously tangled up in other things..." Stefan indicted by gesturing to both Damon and Elena. "Hi, Elena."

"Hello, Stefan," Elena squeaked, but the sound was partly muffled by her hands and Damon's chest.

"Maybe we can catch up later," Stefan said awkwardly, before backing up carefully.

"Yeah, sure, Stefan," Damon said, trying not to chuckle at both Stefan's awkwardness and Elena's embarrassment. "I'll call you later." He waited a few minutes before reaching his hands up to Elena's and pulled them from her face. "He's gone,"

"Oh," Elena said, moving her head up from his chest and slid her hands up his smooth chest to where they wrapped around his neck. "Well, I suppose you should get started on that breakfast, Mister."

"Why of course, Miss Gilbert," Damon said in all politeness, untangling himself from her arms and making his way to the fridge. "I always endeavour to serve you in a way that pleases you."

"Oh, but you already do please me in every way possible," Elena purred at him, as she skipped over to take a seat at the island where she had a perfect view of watching him cook.

Damon bit his bottom lip at her words. "Well I hope I lived up to your expectations."

"Always," Elena whispered, knowing that he could hear her. He turned around flashing her his drop dead gorgeous grin, which he paired with a sexy wink that had her weak in the knees and ready to have his body again.

Damon worked effortlessly around the kitchen as always, having an omelet prepared for her in no less than ten minutes. He placed it in front of her along with a big glass of orange juice and a pile of bacon. Elena's mouth watered from just the sight of it. She dug into the food immediately, wasting no time in clearing off her plate.

She gave him a big smile when she was done, pushing the plate away from her before grabbing Damon around the neck and bringing him in for a delicious kiss which he reciprocated wholeheartedly. She gave him a couple more heated kisses before pulling away from him and hopping down off the chair.

"Thank you, baby, it was delicious," Elena said, grabbing his hand and dragging him through the house. "Now I feel it would be appropriate to properly thank you now that I have my energy back."

Damon gathered her up before they had even reached the stairs and started placing hungry kisses against her mouth. She went willingly, wrapping her legs around his waist and tangling her fingers into his dark raven hair. She was full of wanting need before they could even make it to the bedroom.

He carried her slowly to their bedroom, stopping along the way to press her against a few walls. They only stopped kissing to let Elena breathe, but Damon's lips were never far as he placed kisses along the corner of her mouth and along her jaw line. Once he had decided that she had enough of a breather he was back on her lips again, attacking them with wildly.

Elena didn't even blink when her back hit the mattress of the bed, but revelled in the fact that Damon was covering her body with his own. Her hands pressed sharply into his back, causing a satisfied moan to come from Damon's mouth which was currently placed at her neck.

Damon untied the sash on her robe and wasted no time in letting his hands wander up her body, feeling every inch of her skin, like he was memorizing it.

"Damon..." Elena whimpered, clawing her nails up his back until she got to his shoulders. She heard the soft gasp come from Damon as he lifted his head up to look at her face.

"I don't want any more foreplay, just fuck me," Elena demanded, watching the surprise find itself on Damon's beautiful face.

It didn't remain for long though as a smirk graced across his features now. Damon flipped them over so that Elena was now straddling him. He placed his hands on her legs, rubbing up and down them gently as his gaze was locked on her heaving chest.

"You want to fuck," Damon snapped, bringing his gaze back to her face. "Then you take me."

Elena thrust herself down on his erection immediately, and they both let out a loud moan at the intrusion. She wasted no time and started to move herself up and down, her hands tangling in her hair as the raw passion took over her body.

Damon stared at her mesmerized and couldn't help but think about how lucky he was that he had managed to get her. She was perfect and she was made for him. He took in her appearance, her messed up hair, her closed eyes, that satisfied smile on her face when she moved down, her breasts heaving up and down every time she moved, her long legs that he would be content with always having a place between them.

She was amazing. And she was his.

"I love you," Damon groaned out, as he sat up, wrapping his arms around her waist and burying his face in her neck so that he could place frantic kisses there.

"Bite me," Elena moaned out, leaning her head to one side to expose the column of her throat.

"Elena," Damon ground out, trying very hard to keep the monster inside of him at bay. "I can't do that."

"Please, baby," Elena pleaded with him, moving a step further as she brought his head down to her neck, coaxing him to bite her neck.

He was fighting a losing battle. He couldn't deny her of anything she wanted, she sure as hell knew that. So he let her fangs lengthened, and the veins appear underneath his eyes. He looked up at her cautiously, looking for any signs of worry but all he could see was love in those beautiful chocolate brown eyes of hers.

Elena reached out and placed her fingertips underneath his eyes, caressing his face to let him know that she was completely involved in this. Her thrusts slowed down as she focused on easing his worries about biting her.

The hesitation didn't last for long as he dropped his face down to her neck, working her up by placing barely there kisses on her neck. This fueled her arousal and Elena picked up the pace of her thrusts. Damon worked her up slowly, going from kisses to sucking on the skin, until she was in a state of pure bliss. She didn't even recognize the feel of his fangs sinking into her skin until he started to pull the blood from her body.

Damon thought that he had reached actual heaven by having Elena's blood inside him, flowing through his body, his veins.

"Damon, Damon, Damon," Elena chanted out, her thrusts were picking up now as she was hurtling towards release. Her hand found its way to her clit where she rubbed frantically, wanting nothing more than a release.

Damon pulled back from her neck, as she went into her release, wanting to see it. He stared up at her as he watched her face transform as she became overcome with her orgasm. Her mouth slacked into a O shape, her eyes squeezed shut tightly and her cheeks were now slightly pink.

Just watching her sent himself into his own orgasm, and he bucked his hips up into her, grabbing onto her waist to thrust her down as he went up and met his own blissful release.

As a last thought he pushed his wrist up against Elena's mouth, coaxing her to drink his blood in order to heal the wound that he had made. He moaned once again as she sunk her blunt human teeth his wrist, sucking the blood out of him greedily.

He pulled back when she had taken enough, but she latched onto his wrist trying to keep him there.

"No, baby, you can't have too much," Damon scolded, pulling his wrist away more firmly.

"Can we do that more often?" Elena asked, her eyes brightening when he nodded his head. "Want to know something?"

"Sure," Damon said amused at her behaviour,

"Your vampire face is very sexy," Elena whispered, giggling after doing so. Ah, she was on a blood high, and she's come down from it in about 2 seconds.

"I know it is baby," Damon said cheekily. Elena collapsed on top of him suddenly sending him backwards on the bed. "And, there it is."

Elena wrapped her arms around whichever parts of his body that she could find and buried her head in the crook of his neck. Damon pushed the robe off of her shoulders and threw it on the floor so that they could be skin against skin again. He brought them up the bed so that they could be under the sheets, and finally content with their position he wrapped his arms around Elena's already sleeping frame.

"You think that we're going to last?" Elena asked quietly, from her position on Damon's chest, her fingers gently caressing the skin of his chest.

"Forever?" Damon asked, just as quietly, his fingers tunneling in through her dark tresses.

Elena nodded, lifting her head up to look at him.

"I don't know," Damon answered honestly, pausing momentarily on her hair as she laid her head back down on his chest.

"Me neither," Elena tightened her arms around his waist as if she was afraid that she was going to lose him. "I don't know what I want."

Damon had long ago figured out that she wasn't talking about wanting him, and that she was talking about whether or not she was going to become a vampire for him. He knew the choice he wanted her to make but that didn't mean that she was going to pick that choice.

"I'll love you either way," Damon resumed his combing of her hair, mentally preparing himself so what he was about to say. "You know you mean... so much to me, and I don't ever want to lose you. But if you decide you want to live a human life and get married and have kids, then I'm not going to stand in your way."

Elena nodded, and he felt the tear that hit his chest at his words. He wrapped both arms around her in a comforting embrace, placing a kiss to her head.

After way too much time lying there, Elena's head buried in his chest and him staring up at the ceiling. Something needed to be said. Some sort of action needed to take place.

Damon was grateful when it was Elena who made the first move.

Elena lifted her head up, hastily wiping at the tears that had made their path down her cheeks. She crawled her way up his body until their faces were side by side. He automatically turned to face her out of habit, and she leaned over and placed a soft kiss on his lips.

He was confused for a moment before he accepted the kiss.

When Elena pulled back she had a wide grin on her face, and her hand reached over to caress Damon's face, clearly fascinated with what she saw there.

"I could never dream of losing you," Elena started, her fingers tracing along his lips. "The fact that you would take yourself out of the running if it meant that I was happy and had a human life, is so inspiring and thoughtful of you but it's not necessary. I can't imagine living my life without you, so I'm not."

Damon opened his mouth to respond but she pressed her fingers more firmly against his mouth,

"I want to stay with you, forever," Elena smiled, "I don't know when I'll be ready to become a vampire, it could be months, days, weeks or years from now, but I want you to know that I want it and I want you, forever."

"You have no idea how relieved I am to hear you say that,"

"You can't get rid of me that easily," Elena joked, leaning over to replace her fingers with her lips. "You're stuck with me forever."

"No place I'd rather be," Damon mumbled against her lips, before kissing her so hard she thought she might break from the force.

How could she complain though? She got everything she wanted, everything she needed. Damon will always be the perfect match for her, and she for him.

The end :)