WHO: Elena & Damon selfishdamon WHAT: Elena tries on her wedding jewelry with Damon. WHERE: their apartment WHEN: the night of the 5th RATING: high STATUS: threaded // in progress
It'd been quite the thrilling day for Elena, buying the white wedding gown and trying it on at the store, feeling an excitement filling her...and then Damon and the plans for the wedding in the upcoming week. She couldn't wait--even though she knew it was becoming a pretty common thing here to marry into the Salvatore family, Elena didn't care. Damon was really all she had. Her best friend and her lover. He'd always take care of her and she was confident in that.
After dinner she'd gone to their bedroom to get dressed in her favorite black nightslip and then went to sit in front of her vanity, brushing her hair while she waited for her husband--*future* husband--to bring her, her present to try on. She knew the emeralds would be perfect, that they would suit her just fine, and thinking about them with her dress... Elena smiled to herself in the mirror and gave a little giggle.
He came home, heading to the bedroom, looking for his lovely soon to be wife. "Baby, are you in here?" he asked, hearing her in the bathroom, he headed in there, smiling as he saw her in the black nightslip. "You look beautiful," he whispered, smiling as he offered her the earring. "Here," she said softly.
"Thank you, Damon," she said to his compliment, blushing a bit and taking the jewelry from his hand and then watching him in the mirror as she nimbly put the earrings in place. The emeralds stood out brightly against her dark hair and she touched one stone gently, marveling.
He smiled, kissing her cheek. "Hold your hair up, darling?" he asked her and when she did, he slipped the necklace on, clasping it behind her neck. "You look stunning," he told her, kissing her neck gently.
Elena did as he asked, holding the flowing strands high against her head so he could adorn her with the last piece of the set. She let her hair drop back down over one shoulder while he kissed her neck, making her bite into her bottom lip to hold back a big grin. Elena's eyes flicked over their figures together in the mirror, thinking about how perfect they looked together like this. She touched the necklace and turned her head, finding Damon's lips in a kiss. "Just wait till the wedding day..."
"It was just a kiss, darling," he told her, sighing softly. "I love you, beautiful," he said, kissing her gently on the lips, sighing softly. "You look so beautiful, it's hard to keep my mind in a innocent way," he told her.
"And I love you and all your kisses," the girl told him, lifting her hand from the necklace and pushing two fingers under his chin while she kissed him again, more eagerly, pressing her tongue into his mouth. "You never think innocently," she said to him in a whisper.
He laughed softly, pulling back with a grin. "Says the woman who's pushing her tongue into my mouth," he told her, laughing again as he picked her up, sitting her on the counter, nuzzling her nose with his.
Elena laughed and rested her hands on his shoulders, giving a little shrug. "Well...maybe we can enact my rule in the morning...," she murmured as she pressed her lips to his again and squeezed his broad shoulders reassuringly. "It's hard to say no to you. I love you so much." Elena pulled her hand back with the engagement ring on it and smiled warmly while she studied it again before her eyes flicked back to Damon's face.
He smirked, kissing her deeply, his hands cupping her face as he did so. The kiss was hard, passionate, sexy, sweet, loving, and when he pulled back, she would be breathless. "Mmm, nope, you made this rule," he told her, teasing as he walked out the bathroom, stripping off his clothes.
She inhaled deeply, her body trembling when he pulled out of the kiss and she leaned into him to try and get more, but then he was walking out, leaving her with a pout on her face and an aching between her legs. "Damon... Mm, such a huge tease..." She slipped off the counter and followed after him.
He stripped off his pants and crawled into bed, watching her. "Me, a tease?" he asked her, smirking a bit. "I don't know what you're talking about, darling, really. I'm a gentleman, not a tease, I can promise you that," he told her.
Elena laughed and slipped under the covers after him, moving to rest her body against his own with an innocent smile on her face. "You only kiss me like that when you're ready for some action," she said, stroking his chest and kissing his cheek gently. "And...if you won't take my tiny compromise, then I guess I'll just bend the rule. After all, it was only about us having sex, not...," she leaned in, whispering in his ear, "masturbation."
He smiled, looking down at her. "And just who are you masturbating? Yourself, or me, darling?" he asked, kissing her deeply as he pulled her close. She was so beautiful.
She moaned against his lips and let her hand slide down his body slowly while she explored his mouth with her tongue eagerly. Elena pushed the covers down out of the way and wrapped a hand around her lover's cock, beginning to stroke him slowly with a bit of pressure. "Nn..." She gave a little shudder and threw her leg over his own, allowing him to feel the growing wetness between her thighs.
His hand sank between their bodies, slipping his fingers into her wet pussy, rubbing her clit. "Mmm... so good, darling," he told her, pumping his fingers as he teased her.
Elena looked up at him with hazy eyes and kissed him again, whispering affections against his lips while she began to stroke him quicker. "You're going to be my husband," she whispered with a happy smile, giving his lips a playful lick. "I'm going to be Elena Salvatore..."