215A/N: Okay, again I must apologise for the lateness of this posting :-/ I went to the Twiathalon, which is basically the first 3 Twilight movies back to back and then a midnight screening of Breaking Dawn: Part 1 (which btw was totally AWESOME) :) I'm not really in to Twilight anymore but I loved the books and they are what originally got me in to TVD so I kinda feel like I should at least go to see all the movies because if it wasn't for Twilight I probably wouldn't even be writing this right now :D Also, I have a bit of a back log review wise but I WILL reply to all of them, it just may take a little longer than usual lol XD Anyways, on with the next chapter...
Damon woke up slowly, his mind a fuzzy haze as he struggled to remember what had happened the night before. It hit him suddenly with the force of a freight train. He looked to the side and realised that the brunette girl he'd thought he'd fallen to sleep with was not by his side.
He felt the beginnings of pain claw at his heart. Damn, dreams. Even when he slept he could never be rid of the torturous thoughts that plagued his mind. It had seemed so real, so beautiful, so...right. But of course it was a dream. Since when had he ever been first choice for anyone. He'd never wake up to her sleeping peacefully next to him. He'd never know what it felt like to be loved by her.
He sighed, sitting up and resigning himself to another day of self torture, pining after a girl he could never have, when he smelt her all over his room. He threw his head back and groaned. Great, as if he didn't have enough things to worry about, now he had to add his growing insanity to the list. He had to hand it to his imagination though. The smell of her all around him was so convincing he expected her to materialise out of thin air.
He shook his head, determined to clear his mind, but the smell of her just wouldn't go away. He growled in frustration then stiffened suddenly as he registered another smell. Was that...coffee? He strained his ears listening to the noises from downstairs.
He heard her then, humming a song he didn't recognise as she climbed the stairs. That's when it hit him, last night was real. It wasn't a dream. He almost collapsed back on to the bed from the weight of the emotions rushing through him.
Elena loved him. She'd told him, shown him last night and here he was thinking it had all been some wonderful fantasy sent to torture him.
His mouth dropped open in shock as he realised the gravity of the situation. Was he with her now? Were they together? I mean, they'd confessed their feelings to one another. They'd even shared a blood bond for christ's sake and he knew that they could never be broken. Literally.
That thought almost had him doing cartwheels around the room. They were bonded now, tied together in the most intimate and lasting of acts between a vampire and a human.
Damon quickly pulled himself from his turbulent thoughts and focused on the doorway, composing his face in to a warm smile as he watched her shyly enter the room with a cup of coffee and another cup in which he thought he smelled blood. Again his heart leapt at her caring nature. She was his own personal miracle.
"Hi." She smiled timidly, cheeks flushed in embarrassment. She was wearing his shirt and only his shirt by the looks of things. He'd never seen anyone look so sexy before in his whole existence. Her hair was a mess, no doubt from their lovemaking the night before, her lips were swollen from his kisses and her eyes were bright and warm. He could get used to seeing her like this.
He cleared his throat and replied. "Hi, back." She smiled at his familiar greeting before visibly relaxing and crossing the few feet of floor space left between them, handing him his cup and hopping in to bed next to him. Yep, he could definitely get used to this.
Damon sat up against the head board muttering a thank you before gulping down the cup of blood. She'd warmed it up for him and he was touched by her gesture. He watched her take a drink from her cup before she placed it on the bedside table and turned towards him, lowering her head on to his chest and snuggling in to his side.
Elena sighed in content and tilted her head up to his face, looking in to his eyes. She pushed herself up slightly and gently kissed under his jaw causing a small shudder of pleasure to ripple through his body.
"I love you." Elena said, continuing to place small kisses along his jaw and neck.
Damon briefly wondered whether a person could literally die of happiness because he felt about ready to explode with joy at the meaning behind her words.
"I love you, too." He replied kissing the top of her head and smiling brightly. He exhaled softly, he needed to know what this new development meant for them. "So, where does this leave us?" He asked tensed slightly, unsure and nervous. Did she love him enough to want to be with him?
"Well," Elena replied thoughtfully, choosing her next words carefully, "I know we kinda skipped the whole dating part," She laughed and blushed while he chuckled quietly, "But I want there to be an us." She said softly.
Damon relaxed in relief. "So, am I like your boyfriend now?" He wrinkled his nose in mock disgust at the word whilst she rolled her eyes.
"If you want to be." She replied, smiling as she watched his eyes light up with amusement and happiness.
"Guess I'll have to change my Facebook status to 'in a relationship' now. Girls all around the world are going to be devastated, they'll be crying themselves to sleep tonight." He laughed as she pouted in annoyance.
She smacked him playfully and before she could draw her hand back he grabbed it and entwined their hands, slowly rubbing soothing circles along the back of hers with his thumb.
"Just kidding." He smiled at her, tucking a loose strand of hair behind her ear and gently cupping her face with his free hand. She leaned in to his touch, closing her eyes and smiling slightly. "So, girlfriend." He smirked. "What's the plan for today?"
"Well, I believe you promised me last night that you'd tire me out today." She smirked up at him, lust beginning to cloud her eyes. "I was wondering how exactly you planned on doing that."
"Were you now." He raised his eyebrows as she sat up and moved to straddle him, releasing his hand and bringing both her hands up to rest on his chest.
"Umhmm." She nodded and slowly began running her hands along his chest, giggling softly as she felt his arousal stand to attention. She playfully rotated her hips, smirking at him as she heard him groan in pleasure.
"How I ever thought you were innocent I have no idea." His eyes rolled back slightly as she began to press in to him harder, rotating her hips agonizingly slowly. He gripped her hips and fought back the urge to throw her on to her back.
Elena leant forwards and grazed her teeth along his ear causing him to buck up slightly and hiss. "Oh, you have no idea how wrong you were." She whispered. He'd never heard her voice sound so seductive. He was painfully hard at her forwardness. He was the one who was normally in control but he wouldn't mind relinquishing it if she was the one in charge.
"Why don't you show me." He invited, thrusting his hips up and smirking as she gasped in pleasure.
"I intend to." She ran her fingers through his hair and pulled his lips to hers in a breathtaking kiss. Her lips were soft and warm, moulding themselves against his. She bit his bottom lip and swept her tongue against his mouth as he groaned. He granted her entrance eagerly and their kissing became frantic with desire and need.
Damon ripped his top off of her, glad that she had worn nothing underneath. She lifted herself off of him briefly so he could kick the sheets covering him away from them.
He gazed up at her, marvelling at the fact that this phenomenal woman was finally his. She was so perfect for him and he was in awe realizing that he would always get to wake up to her, to this. This feeling of total completeness. The feeling of finally being home.
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Stefan and Bonnie had had breakfast at the hotel before setting off towards Damon and Elena. He'd brought along blood bags, human blood bags, which he'd hidden from Bonnie.
He'd told her he was back on the animal diet but he knew he'd have to keep drinking the human stuff if he were to have any chance of taking on his brother.
Stefan was nervous and on edge. He told himself that once he found Elena everything would be okay. He'd go back to animal blood and they'd go back to the way they were before his...slip. Once Damon was out of the way they could finally be together with nothing to get between them again.
Bonnie was quiet in the passenger seat. She hadn't looked in to Elena's mind since she'd witnessed their blood bond. She hadn't needed to. She'd made her decision last night. She would make sure this confrontation went off without blood shed.
The drive to Damon's house took just under half an hour. It was the longest half hour of Stefan's existance. He couldn't stand the thought of Elena having been alone with Damon for the last 3 days. If he'd so much as touched her...he shut his thoughts down and focused on the present, refusing to even contemplate the things his brother might have done to her.
Stefan got out of the car quietly, motioning for Bonnie to get behind him as he walked up to the house. Bonnie rolled her eyes in annoyance behind his back. She had more power in her little finger than he did in his entire being. If anyone should be stood behind anyone, it was him.
Stefan extended his hearing, listening intently to the noises from inside the house. It was quiet. He assumed they'd be asleep and sniffed the air attempting to pinpoint Elena's scent. If he could get to her bedroom, get her up and out of the house without waking Damon, then she'd be safe. He located her bedroom and jumped up to her window, mouthing a quick 'I'll meet you inside' to Bonnie and watching as she opened the door and proceeded silently in to the house.
He focused his attention back on to the window and carefully broke the lock, sliding it up and climbing through. His gaze found the bed and he was momentarily confused as he saw it empty. He assumed she'd gotten up to go to the bathroom and proceeded towards the door as quietly as possible, listening for her heartbeat.
He soon found it and worry consumed him as he noticed its frantic rhythm. What had her so worked up?
That's when he heard them. His fists clenched as he made his way to what he instantly dredded was Damon's bedroom. He could hear moans and quiet whispering on the other side of the door and he prayed he was mistaken. This had to be a dream, a nightmare. She would never do that to him. Unless...
She was compelled. Bonnie had messed the spell up. He sighed in relief before fury overtook his body causing him to shake with barely restrained rage. He was going to kill him.
Stefan sensed Bonnie come up behind him and glanced back. Her jaw was set and she had a look of blazing determination in her eyes. He wondered if she could hear what was going on behind the door.
He shook his head and forced himself to remain calm. It wasn't Elena's fault. No matter what scene he was greeted with on the other side of this door, Damon was to blame for it.
He gripped the door handle and turned it quietly before flinging it open with a little more force than necessary...
A/N: I know, I've done it again :) I just couldn't resist :) It's a little short but the next one will make up for it, I pinky swear XD Review please :) There is a HUGE surprise, twist, holy jesus, OMFG I did NOT see that coming moment next chapter :D Well I hope it wasn't forseen otherwise I've just really built something up that's going to totally fall flat lol XD Feel free to guess at what it could be, if any of you get it right your pen name will forever be branded on to the next chapter as smartest VD-er ever lol XD Until next time...