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Damon Salvatore keeps it in the family since 1864 ([info]mystic_damon) wrote in [info]the_nowhere,
@ 2013-06-05 20:28:00

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Entry tags:c: damon salvatore, c: elena gilbert

Who: Damon and Elena
What: Damon tries to comfort Elena
When: After net post
Where: The boarding house
Rating: TBD
Status: Closed

Damon grabbed a bottle of bourbon and two glass from the bar in the library and then he climbed the stairs and down the hall toward the room that Elena was staying in in the boarding house. Truthfully he would have preferred her staying in his bedroom with him, but he had no idea where he stood with her right now, and he didn't want to push her into anything. He had just got her back, he didn't want to risk losing her again, even if a voice in his head told him that he'd never truly had her to lose her.

Dressed in a tight fitting pair of black jeans and a black button down shirt that hugged his body just right he walked into the bedroom after rapping his knuckles lightly on the door. He didn't bother waiting for her to invite him in. She knew that he was coming up to see her and he was glad that she wanted to be around him.

"Elena," he said, feeling the need to say something to alert her to her presence by saying her name even if he knew that would know that he had entered the room due to her vampire hearing. He walked over to where she was sitting on the bed, and sat down beside her. He set the two glasses on the nightstand and he opened the bottle of bourbon. He poured them both a glass and he handed her one.

He wasn't really sure what he could say to make this better for her. He wasn't good with words. He wasn't Stefan, who seemed to know the right thing to say in every situation. So for now, he sat there in silence, thinking of what he could say to her.


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[info]defying
2013-06-06 08:41 am UTC (link)
Curled on the bed, Elena struggled just to focus on one thing that would center her. It would have been easy to focus on the rage and hatred she held for Katherine, but she'd already seen that would get her nowhere. She didn't have it in her to hate. Her heart felt barren, like a desert waiting for the slightest chance of rain. She knew it would come eventually, yearned for it, but could do nothing.

Thundering steps of the man she had wronged, amongst many others, stirred her from the near catatonic state she was in. Slowly sitting up, Elena pressed the heels of her palms against her eyes to dry them. It felt useless. She should have been focusing on the love she had for her friends, for--

Elena disrupted her own thoughts to muster up some semblance of a smile at the sight of Damon. Comforted in part by his presence beside her, Elena found herself leaning against him as she took the glass from his hand. Staring at the liquid first, seconds passed before she brought it tentatively to her lips and drank down more than a fair sip.

"I'll be okay," she said softly, too ridden with guilt to look him in the eyes. If Elena were certain of anything righ thenn, it was that she could speak her mind around Damon and he would listen just like he always had. "I know. I just don't know how to be right now. Do I have to be?"

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[info]mystic_damon
2013-06-07 06:23 pm UTC (link)
He wished that he could ease her suffering and her pain. He hated to see her like this. She'd suffered through more than anyone else should have to in and entire lifetime and it wasn't fair that life just kept throwing more at her. She deserved a break to be happy.

His fingers slid under her chin and gently he tilted it so she was looking at him. He looked deeply into her eyes, eyes that held nothing but adoration for her. "You don't have to be okay right now, Elena," he said.

It was the truth. He didn't expect her to come back and automatically be the same woman she had been before she had lost Jeremy. He wasn't sure he wanted her to be that woman, sired to him. The question still remained in the air if she was sired to him again, but he wasn't going to test that just yet. She needed some time to put herself back together.

He had no idea where they stood, but he could only assume that the talk she wanted to have with him somehow related to the short relationship that they had, and he somewhat dreaded that conversation. He was sure that she would want Stefan back. But for now he tried to push those thoughts aside and focus on trying to make her feel better.

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[info]defying
2013-06-08 09:28 am UTC (link)
Unsure as Damon often seemed to feel about himself when it came to her, Elena counted on him as she had no other. Regardless of what he said, his words always impacted her. In the summer without Stefan, he'd been her rock. In the days following her transition, he'd been her teacher. No matter who she was, Damon only ever questioned her when she wanted to do something that would bring harm to herself, self-sacrificial lamb that she was.

That was why she had called on him, in part, and not Stefan. Damon had seen Elena at her very worst and still loved her. Stefan, purely though he loved her, only loved (the way she saw it) her as a human. He had been so determined to turn her back to human, all the while hoping it would sway her heart. He didn't want to admit, she supposed, how her heart had strayed before Rebekah had sent her and Matt on a collision course that changed everything.

Damon always understood her, even if he didn't agree. Stefan gave her space to make her own choices, provided those choices preserved the innocence losing her parents had already taken away. In turn, Elena often understood Damon more than she cared to admit. They were more alike than she ever saw until becoming a vampire, and now it was a safety net that she couldn't bear to leave.

It wasn't the sort of safety she had felt with Stefan, as he was constant and unmoving. The man that stared right into the very depths of her shaken soul just then was the one who kept her questioning if she was out of harm's way. Not because he wouldn't protect her, but because he would give her room to protect herself so long as he believed she could handle it.

And at the end of the day, they would stop at nothing to keep each other alive.

Momentarily paralyzed by his gaze, Elena found that she didn't want to plead with him to make the pain stop anymore. It wasn't like the night she had fallen apart on herself and that had been the genuine solution needed to save her. Elena wore her pain, not as a badge of honor, but as a reminder that she could bear it at all. She didn't have to be okay to make him feel better, the person who needed comforting was solely her. And that was okay.

That was part of why she loved him.

So, she broke slowly. The vision of him blurred before her tears. With a weakened smile of appreciation, she nodded timidly. A trembling hand set aside the glass on the bed carefully so that she could slide her arms underneath his slowly and bury her face in the brook of his neck. She breathed him in and wished it could always be as simple as this, but it never would be. Her life was a cursed one, nothing would ever let them just be this way.

Especially not with a disgruntled Effie and a bitchy Katherine on the loose.

"I don't want to stay here," she managed to say after letting the cries subside. "I mean.. in this room. I want to..." Elena slowly lifted his head to look at him once more. "I want to stay with you."

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[info]mystic_damon
2013-06-10 10:40 pm UTC (link)
Damon was always there for Elena because he loved her, and he would do anything in his power to protect her. He was sure that there was very little that he wouldn't do for Elena, the only thing that he wouldn't do for her was something that put her life in danger.

And he was sure that he would always love her. No matter what. Even in her darkest hour, Damon would not stop loving Elena, would not stop wanting to protect her. Because she had saved him long before he had saved her. Just not in the same way. The moment she had broken through his defense, the moment she had decided he was worth saving, the moment that she had cared for him, and saw him as something more than the monster everyone else did, she had saved him.

And he liked to give her what she needed, not what she wanted. He wasn't one to give into her whims or ideas, not when they involved her getting hurt or putting herself in any kind of danger.

His gaze locked with hers for a few long moments and he felt such a strong tug to her. It amazed him at times how much he loved Elena. He didn't think that he could love her more but in the moment, he fell deeper for her because she was here with him again, because she cared about him enough to return when she had thought he died.

And then she started to cry, and though it pained him to see it, he knew that it was something that she had to do, so instead of saying a single word, his hands moved, on moving to cradle the back on her head, the other resting gently on her back and he just held her in his arms until she had no more tears to cry.

Her words cut through him at first, thinking that this was it. This was the moment, the moment she told him that it had all been because of the sire bond. But then she continued and said that she wanted to stay with him. "Are you sure about that?" he asked. Part of him feared that she was only doing this because of the sire bond and right now, he needed to test it. He picked up her glass and held it out to her. "Maybe you should take a drink. It would make me happy if you did," he said. He felt bad for doing this, but he needed to.

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[info]defying
2013-06-11 02:07 pm UTC (link)
Pulled back to the core of the moment, Elena's brow furrowed at his request. Was he...? He was. In all the mess, she had nearly forgotten the biggest obstacle between them after the humanity mess. The sire bond. Elena remembered how much it affected him, and that knowledge had only made her love him more. Regardless of how often he ran over her choices and often made them for her, Damon only ever made those hard decisions to keep her safe. She didn't always agree, but he didn't always agree with her efforts to do the same for him. She figured that made them even now.

Cupping the side of his face, Elena reigned her emotions in as best she could. Focusing on him, on the love she had been so determined to believe was real, she scrounged up the ability to genuinely smile through her tears. Rather than speak, she took the glass from him, then slid off the bed to go set it on the nightstand without taking a sip. She stared down at it for a moment, half-tempted to take one just to continue the way she knew it would ease her nerves, but found the alternative behind her far superior.

So, Elena slowly turned back to face Damon. "I'm sure about that, Damon," she said as she approached him. "Like I've been sure this whole time that... even now, even after losing... losing Jeremy and my humanity, it's you." Elena stopped before him, then wedged herself between his legs where he sat. Circling his neck with her arms, she leaned into him, forehead pressed against his. "Believe me this time. I love you, Damon. I love you."

Saying it lifted some of the pain. Free of the bond, no one could wrongly criticize him for monopolizing on something that he had no choice in happening anymore than she did. She knew Bonnie and Caroline as they were now wouldn't be so happy about this, but she could worry about that later. Repairing this between them took precedence, because he was the one who had been there for her the most throughout the ordeal. It didn't mean she loved her friends any less, just that she knew they would grudgingly understand at the end of the day.

No matter how much they fought, Bonnie and Caroline stood by here in the end, and she would always do the same for them.

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[info]mystic_damon
2013-06-11 09:53 pm UTC (link)
He knew that he wasn't being very subtle, but he needed to know. He had to be sure that this was nothing to do with her sire bond to him. At the heart of it, Damon simply desired that what Elena felt for him be real. He couldn't stand the idea that what she felt for him might be out of her own control and against her will. She needed to be making the choice.

She cupped his cheeks and he knew that if he still had a heartbeat, it would be racing right now. It was crazy to him that he had lived 170 years and Elena could reduce him to feeling like a teenage boy at this time.

She took the glass for him and he assumed in that moment she was about to take a drink, and thus proving that she was still sired to him, and he felt flat, believing that this notion to move in with him was simply a desire to make him happy.

But she didn't take a drink, instead setting the glass down and turning back to him and a flicker of hope started to rise inside of him. What if... all of this was real. She would have drank if she was still sired to him.

His hands fell to rest on her hips and for the first time in his life, someone had told him that they loved him and truly meant it. A smile started to creep across his lips and he leaned his head up to press a deep and powerful kiss to her lips. "I love you too," he murmured against her lips.

It felt like this massive cloud of panic and doubt had been lifted from him. No longer sired and still she chose him. Not a single thing else but Elena mattered to him right now. The world around them could fall apart and he would not care. Because finally, he had gotten the girl.

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[info]defying
2013-06-12 07:02 am UTC (link)
Patching herself back together again would take some time, but she was on a steady path to recovery. No impulse to shut off her switch arose, too glued to the moment between her declaration and his reciprocation. She had heard those words from him numerous times already, but this time was undeniably different. This time the certainty between them was absolute, concrete as the ground beneath their feet and just as indestructible. It had been for a long time, she only didn't want to see it what for what it was.

Previously determined to stay blue, contented just to cling to the safety net that surrounded her, Elena now felt liberated. It was different than the night at the frat party and more like the morning they had woken up carefree and blissfully unaware of what more hardships awaited them. Difficulties would always be there, they wouldn't be Damon and Elena without trials and tribulations, but they were always better for them together.

When Stefan was off the rails, they had kept each other grounded. That should have been her strongest inclination that her feelings for Stefan were in part out of obligation to the relationship they had together, the fact that she could survive without him in the presence of another. Just the mere thought of Damon being dead would have destroyed her. She had been so far deep in denial that he would die before Matt's car had careened off the bridge that it took waking up as a vampire to understand what that meant.

Damon hadn't been the one she had been afraid to let go of for fear of losing his friendship altogether. That had been Stefan, much like Matt, and she saw that clearest when Damon had pulled her from the waters underneath Wickery Bridge and brought her home. Yes, being a vampire had magnified her feelings for him, but if her feelings for Stefan had been so epic before, then those should have outweighed what she felt for Damon.

As she kissed him back fully, Elena knew that was precisely why she had said this was the most real thing she had ever felt in her life. No sire bond could create this, that would have been too unfair. Now Damon knew that without the shadows of doubt to darken his mind, or so she hoped. What this meant for the brothers as a whole had yet to be determined, but Elena wanted to believe that they could all function together somehow. She had liked the idea of being friends with Stefan despite the way he had rejected her outright, even wanted to forget her altogether.

One last kiss pressed to his lips and Elena forced herself a hair's breadth back. This time she was smiling, too.

"Take it that means I can stay with you?" She jested, punctuating the assumption with one more kiss.

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[info]mystic_damon
2013-06-18 12:22 am UTC (link)
Damon knew that he had said those words to her before but somehow it felt so much better when he was saying them in return to her own declaration. And he felt a lot freer about telling her that he loved her, knowing that she felt the same way about him. That no sire bond existed between them and she was free to make her own choice and her choice was him, because she loved him.

Damon hadn't felt this way since the night they had shared together before he knew about the sire bond and he believed that what Elena felt for him was real, that she wanted him and not Stefan. And that had all been real too. The sire bond wouldn't have been able to fake her feelings that night if her feelings for him were real all along, and that brought him joy he never knew he'd feel.

Going from being the one that Elena decided to let go the night she died to the man she now counted and depended on and loved was a huge step and he wanted to make sure that he didn't do anything to screw this up. He knew that he inevitably sabotaged things but he didn't want to do that with Elena, he wanted to do the right thing for once and he only hoped that he could pull that off.

The feel of her lips pressed against his left him in doubt of the way she felt about him. How could he doubt it when she poured her heart and soul into that kiss. Stefan was the furthest thing from his mind right now, too wrapped up in the fact that he was kissing Elena. The woman that he loved, that loved him back.

He noticed the smile on her face and he returned it. She had such a gorgeous smile.

"Hmm, let me think about that," he said. He returned the kiss, sliding his arms around her and pulling her toward him to deepen the kiss. "Of course you can stay. You'll be lucky if I let you leave," he murmured against her lips.

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[info]defying
2013-06-18 02:06 pm UTC (link)
It had been much worse than a roller coaster. As a person, Elena failed to think highly of herself. She had fallen for two brothers when her intention had been very much the opposite. Chalking it up to mere circumstance seemed like a cop out, yet was all she had. Well-intentioned or not, Elena had fallen for Damon and would not change that for anything in the world. Especially not right now.

After everything, it was nice to find her way back to the spark of happiness she'd thought lost for good. Smiling felt so much lighter than the pull of a cry, and just like that he was getting her to laugh into his kisses. It came as hardly a surprise that he would imply such possessive behavior, but Elena welcomed the notion. It felt wonderful to be needed, coveted.

She knew she was special to him. All she could lament was the fear that held her back from acknowledging how much he was the same to her.

Despair nearly forgotten, Elena let the rest of it wash away by tightening her arms around him and kissing him harder. Would have let it all sweep her away, too, if not for one other thought to cross her mind: there was possibly a very upset newbie vampire in their midst. In her distress, Elena had lost track of where Effie was in the boarding house--if she was even around. The prospect of letting things get heated with her around, especially given the way the other vampire felt about Damon, was a bit of a buzz kill.

Elena was hardly malicious enough anymore to throw away concerns about who could see or hear their actions.

"Are we..." Elena had to pull her head back in order to remove the immediate temptation of losing herself in him. He was awfully distracting whenever she was trying to do the right thing. "You know... by ourselves?"

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[info]mystic_damon
2013-06-18 11:30 pm UTC (link)
Damon knew that Elena hadn't intended to fall in love with him. She had been clear in the fact that she loved Stefan, that it would always be Stefan and that she cared about him, but they could never be together the way that Damon longed for them to be.

He still remembered the pain of seeing her with Stefan. Of watching her love his brother the way that he knew that Katherine had loved Stefan and he had questioned what was wrong with him that he was unlovable. That he wasn't capable of the affection that his brother had. Everyone loved Stefan and he had been kept alive mostly because of the fact that he was Stefan's brother.

But somewhere along the way that had changed. Elena had changed him. She had made him feel emotions that he hadn't felt in such a long time. She had flipped his switch back on and he was grateful to her for that. Even if she had made him feel pain at first, it was all worth it to get to this moment in time with her.

Elena was, corny as it sounded, the most precious thing in Damon's world. He would always do whatever it took to keep her safe, risking his own life and the lives of everyone around them to do so without an afterthought.

Effie was the last thing on Damon's mind right now, which he knew was bad of him but he couldn't help the fact that Elena's presence was intoxicating and completely distracting to him and he couldn't get enough of her now that he was allowed to have her.

He looked up at her at her question. "Yes, we are," he said, smirking at her. "Why, Elena, are you planning to seduce me?" he asked. "Because I have no problem with that," he said, his smirk growing on his face.

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[info]defying
2013-06-23 08:22 am UTC (link)
The dynamics of their relationship had changed so rapidly in a handful of years that it was miraculous they were here together at all. She had never wanted to be like Katherine, but she saw things a bit differently now. It was okay to love them both, provided the way she loved them stood apart, which it did. They had flipped slots, in a way, though her trust in Stefan would never be as strong as the way she trusted Damon. She wanted it to, but that would take time.

Even lies for her own good were still lies. Hadn't that, too, separated Damon and Stefan for her? When all else failed, Elena could count on him to come clean about everything, even if it was just to tell her he would at some point later down the line. No one understood why she relied on him when things got touch, but they never saw him the way she did. Damon must have had some slight exception to his no expectations rule when it came to her.

He could be so good, and then he could be so bad. Every spectrum of up and down existed within this monstrosity of a man and she couldn't help but to love him more for it. Elena would have died for him on more than one occasion, and she knew the same could be said of him, reckless as the act was. Both martyrs for tremendously selfish reasons, she could find no more fault in him than she could view within herself. Not anymore.

No doubt they would fight and rage with each other outside of strong embraces and proclamations of love, but that would keep them connected in a way that she had never been accustomed to before. That was growing up, that was the road she needed to be walking on the path of discovering more about who she was.

In the meanwhile, she couldn't help but brighten more at his smirk and implication. Wounded as her heart felt, she wanted to feel more than just the mixture of sadness and relief that he was not dead. He had been driven to such great lengths just to get her back. Apologies and words of gratitude didn't really suit the circumstances.

Shifting to sit on his lap, arms suspended loosely around his neck, Elena's smile turned coy. "Why don't you take me back to what's going to be our bedroom and find out?"

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[info]mystic_damon
2013-06-23 03:40 pm UTC (link)
Damon had tried not to be selfish with Elena, which was entirely rare for him. He was selfish by nature, but at some point he had taken a step back from pursuing Elena because he knew that he didn't deserve her, and Stefan did. He was still selfish in ways, but Elena made him want to try not to be selfish.

Damon had spent his entire life being told that he wasn't good enough, that he was a disappointment, and when you heard something enough you started to believe it. It had started with his father, then Lexi had told him he couldn't be around Stefan, even Stefan had told him that he hadn't deserved Elena, but she believed that he did, and he was determined to live up to that.

Damon would do anything for Elena, anything that meant she stayed alive. Anything other than something that put her in danger and he would gladly throw himself in the line of fire to keep her safe and alive and that was also something that was rare for him.

Damon was glad that she had lightened up since she had first entered his room and cried against his shoulder. Maybe he could do something right after all.

She shifted into his lap and he smirked at her. Putting his arms around her in a blur of speed he had them sitting on what was now their bed and he leaned in, kissing her fiercely, his hands moving to her ass and groping it. He wanted to celebrate this moment with her, the moment that she was back and he knew without a doubt that she loved him. And he hoped that she was okay with that.

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[info]defying
2013-06-23 04:25 pm UTC (link)
Craving physical comfort, Elena was looking forward to this - to them. Even knowing the heartache that would follow whenever she got to talk to Bonnie, Caroline, and Stefan, she wanted this to happen. After everything she had been through, that she had put him through with simply her words, Elena couldn't help but to latch on to him without the intent of letting go. It felt right, and that was all she needed to open her mouth up to him and let her hands do the wandering across the broad expanse of his back.

All she felt in the shift from room to room was the way it rustled her hair. Elena's fingers tensed against his skin as his hands did their own wandering. Now she was kind of wishing she'd worn more skirts in her humanity-less phase, but there wasn't a need to rush. They had nothing but time together there, provided he didn't disappear in the same way she'd randomly appeared here in the first place, and she wanted to indulge in that. Some part of her deigned to even believe she deserved this bit of solace, but she would never admit to it.

Taking it slow looked like it might not be in the cards for them. She found herself tugging at his shirt, tempted to rip yet another one off of him, but managed to resist how much she wanted him. For now.

In the midst of kissing him, Elena began shifting around on his lap. Hands on his shoulders kept her steady as she lifted herself up enough to be able to straddle him. Half-raised up on her knees, she bent over him, digits working their way to either side of his face as she peppered him with more kisses. She could get carried away kissing him for hours, no doubt about that.

After feeling so low, like the very scum of the earth, now Elena was chasing the high that she knew he could give her. He had before, only this time there was no sire bond to spoil the atmosphere of what was supposed to have been a secret day between them. Now there was just this, her tongue in his mouth and his hands claiming her as his.

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[info]mystic_damon
2013-06-25 09:47 pm UTC (link)
To say that Damon was looking forward to this also was an understatement. It was something he had longed for for such a long time. The first time they had slept together would forever be tainted in his mind by the sire bond but there was nothing to taint this and he didn't care what anyone else thought. Elena loved him and that was all that mattered. She wanted this as much as he did.

Damon didn't really want to rush this. He wanted to get to know her body intimately and learn everything that was to know about what she liked. This was more than just a physical act for him, no. This was about being with the woman that he loved, and this wasn't something he had properly experienced since Katherine.

But this was so completely different to with Katherine. Damon knew that what he felt for Katherine was overshadowed entirely by what he felt for Elena. He'd never known love so strong until he had met Elena. She wasn't manipulative and selfish like Katherine was. She was sweet and caring and stubborn as all hell and he loved her for all of that.

When she started to tug at his shirt he moved his hands to start unbuttoning it. He had just finished when she started to straddle him. It was so easy to get lost in Elena and the feel of her lips pressed against his. She was intoxicating and irresistible and always would be to him.

He moved his hands to her top and started to tug it off, breaking their kiss just long enough to do so and then he returned to thoroughly exploring her mouth, unclasping her bra at the same time. His hands cupped her breasts and massaged the soft mounds of flesh as he started to harden a little in his jeans.

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[info]defying
2013-07-01 04:03 pm UTC (link)
There was a distinct difference each time they had come together. If she could compare it to any of them, it would have to be the first time she'd felt his hands exploring her with the right intentions. While that time together had been bulldozed over by the sire bond, Elena didn't harbor any ill will to it anymore than she did the way he had roughly taken her on the front steps of the boarding house. She had wanted him of her own accord both times, nothing could change that for her.

It was nice to feel his hands and kisses and know that they weren't filled with a lingering doubt. If anything, it made Elena want him more. She wanted so much then, such a powerful feeling gripped her as she helped him to divest her of her shirt. Shimmying the bra down her shoulders, Elena's fingers dove into his hair to kiss him harder, faster, but with without urgency. They could take their time, because this was their chance to finally just be. They could say she was crazy, but they certainly couldn't say she was under his command.

Clasping her hands over his, she followed the motions of his hands with her own. There was something so different about the way Damon touched her, in more than just the physical sense. She had always felt the intensity from him, but it was because something had put one of them in danger thereby rousing his passion for her survival. This, this felt like love in its finest form. Like she could sit there and experience his touch while telling him that she loved him over and over, and it would feel new each time.

It should have scared her, the depth of that kind of love could only prove perilous. Everything about him was something to be feared, but Elena only loved him more for it. She took the very bad with the good, because she was the one who knew just how honestly good his heart could be.

Before long, she felt her lower half unconsciously rubbing up against him in search of friction. Elena's kisses drifted down to his jaw and along the side of his neck. She latched on to him there, half-tempted to draw out her fangs to get a taste, but refrained. There would be plenty of other opportunities for that, this time she wanted something a little more humane.

"Too many clothes," she murmured into his skin, her hands gliding up to draw the material of his shirt off his shoulders. When she did, Elena lightly urged him to rest back on the bed as her lips sought out his once more.

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[info]mystic_damon
2013-07-01 09:44 pm UTC (link)
Damon wanted to touch Elena everywhere he could reach and kiss every inch of her gorgeous flesh. He wanted to bury himself inside her and allow their bodies to become one for those few blissful moments. He wanted to ingrain this moment forever in his memory. The moment that, without question, he made love to the woman that loved him, and that he loved in return.

It should have terrified the depth of his feelings for Elena. He had never felt this way about anyone before, and he never wanted to love another in this way again. He wanted Elena to be his last love, and he hoped that they could stand the test of time, but there was always a lingering doubt. That is why he planned to make the most of the time he had with her now.

If Damon was going to lose Elena in the future, he was going to make sure that he had a lot of damn good memories of his time with her. Like right now, her sliding her fingers into his hand and their kiss intensifying, eliciting a groan from him.

Damon felt Elena's love for him in every touch and every kiss. There was no doubt in his mind any more of her feelings for him. Elena made him a better person, and he helped her embrace her vampire side. They were what the other needed. He never gave into Elena when she was stubborn and determined to die for her friends because he couldn't lose her and he would do anything for her to keep her alive.

He let out a grunt as she started to rub up against him. "Elena," he groaned out as she started to kiss along his neck and then sucked on the skin of his neck. Part of him wanted to tell her to go for it, but he refrained, wanting to give her the moment she wanted.

"Well, I think you can do something about that," he said, resting back on the bed after she urged him back there and he kissed her with as much passion as he could muster.

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[info]defying
2013-07-08 08:52 am UTC (link)
Propped up over him, mouth fastened to his, Elena grinned into his kisses. Who would have thought the controlling darkness of Damon Salvatore would ever be putty under her hands? She had seen the best and worst of him, and now looked forward to lifetimes of as much together. When it came to Damon, every line became a colorless blur. Desire frayed at the seams, her intentions doing the same, and she became as indecisive for far different reasons than what he'd no doubt been accustomed to experience from her.

"Mmhmm," she eased out the agreement between kisses, using the interruption as a chance to ease herself away from his enticing lips.

Making her way down, kisses peppered down his throat and broad chest, she inevitably sat up just below his waist. Splaying her hands on his stomach, Elena regarded him with adoration and the tiniest hint of mischief. Arching down to drop a messy kiss above the top of his pants, Elena's fingers slipped down to work on divesting him of them. Balanced precariously on the edge of the bed in the process, Elena hadn't a care in the world but for releasing him from the confines of his pants.

And she took her sweet time doing it, just to taunt him.

Once she had them open and loosened, Elena slid off the bed. Standing before him, topless in all her glory, she took to her own jeans. Sliding them down her legs, she kicked them aside. Naked now but for the thin lace of the underwear she had on, Elena turned her hungry eyes back on Damon's form.

"Should I leave these on?" She jabbed, mouth curving into a grin.

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[info]mystic_damon
2013-07-09 07:17 pm UTC (link)
Elena was by far the only woman capable of doing this to him. When he was with her the world around them blended away and he saw only her, and he was essentially putty in her hands. Elena was one person he had let past the walls of 145 years of waiting for Katherine to find she had never cared had caused him to put up, and he never regretted letting her in. Not even when she hurt him, because having her in his life was worth the hurt and pain.

He always groaned in protest when she moved her lips away from his. He never wanted to stop kissing her.

But he let out a groan as she kissed down his throat and chest, fingers sliding into the silky soft strands of her hair. Everything about her was entirely intoxicating and for as long as he lived, he would never stop wanting her, or ever get enough of her. He lifted his hips to make it easier for her to take off his pants.

Which she was definitely taking a time taking off, and he knew she was doing that on purpose.

He propped himself on his elbows to watch he take off her jeans. She was just the most beautiful thing he had ever seen.

"You're better not, or I'll rip them off you with me teeth," he said.

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[info]defying
2013-07-11 10:09 am UTC (link)
Thumbs hooked under the waistband of her underwear, Elena feigned a scoff. "With your teeth?" She challenged, not at all sincere in the projected disbelief. Rather than drop her unmentionables, Elena stepped back to Damon and climbed atop his prone form. Cupping his face in her hands, she kissed him soundly, her mind so drugged on the thought of him that she nearly forgot that she was trying to tease him at all.

It was so easy to get lost in kissing him. Skimming her lips to the shell of his ear, Elena breathed words out against it, "I'd kinda like to see you try, Damon Salvatore."

Head dipping down to the curve of his neck, Elena paused to inhale the scent of him. One hand braced upon his chest, she held her weight up against Damon as her other hand drifted to the back of his head for better leverage. Control had been something he taught her. Still a young vampire, however, she had trouble resisting the delicious veins practically begging her for release. She remembered the taste of his blood and the way it made her feel, it was frighteningly addictive.

The only question was whether she wanted that aspect of who and what they were to interfere with their first time together since the sire bond had essentially forced them apart. Didn't she want to accept everything about herself with him? Just a little taste couldn't hurt. At least.. not in a way he'd fail to enjoy. Just a prick of her teeth had droplets of blood pooling onto her tongue. Her fingers upon him tightened as moaned into his injured skin, the mere taste of him flooding her senses.

Tidying the slight wound with a swipe of her tongue, Elena's weight settled on his lap. She groaned at the feeling of him pressing into her, head throbbing with an intense desire for more, but she held herself together. With the pad of her thumb, she pushed errant drops of his blood into her mouth, then opened her eyes to glimpse him.

"Mm, I'm going to want more of that later."

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[info]mystic_damon
2013-07-11 07:35 pm UTC (link)
"Mmm, yes, with my teeth. I am multi-talented. Didn't you know?" he asked. She didn't take off her panties and he had a feeling that perhaps she wasn't quite believing his ability to do as he had said. All those thoughts left his mind when she cupped his cheeks and kissed him.

And he returned it with all the passion that he felt for her. She was so good at being utterly captivating and distracting.

"Mmm, and you must certainly can," he said. He let her moved down his body, eager to know what exactly she planned to do and secretly desiring her to sink her fangs into his flesh, remembering vividly the first time that she did that.

He let out a groan as he felt her fangs pierce his skin and the pleasure the connection brought him coarsed through his body. It was like a shock of electricity at first and then just waves of pleasure that almost made him come right then. She held a power over him that no other woman ever had, or ever would.

He ran a finger along her spine. She had such an amazing body and he reveled in the feel of it pressed up against him. "Take as much as you wish," he said. "But for now.... I have a challenge to live up to," he said. He flipped her over suddenly and moved down her body, ripping her panties off her with his teeth, as he had said he would if she left them on.

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[info]defying
2013-07-11 10:51 pm UTC (link)
Feasting on him as part of their lovemaking slowly began to seem less morbid and more natural. It was a side of her she had no need to fear anymore. Damon had been right, and despite any reservations Elena previously had, she wanted to accept herself more than anything. That meant taking all the good and bad of being one of the undead, and she could do that now. She understood that she wasn't different, she was simply more herself, and Damon loved her either way.

He had always treated her in an unconditional manner. She was never anything less than Elena to him, not even when he was angry with her and found ways to spite her. At the end of the day, he would still risk his neck for her and she would stop at nothing to do the same for him. They were volatile in that way, she knew, and it would likely get them both killed someday; but, Elena didn't fear that.

Especially not when she still had his blood sliding gloriously down her throat and filling her in ways simple sex could not accomplish. So caught up in the way that felt, she had no chance to prevent him from turning the tables on her. With peels of laughter, she felt her back hit the mattress and off went her underwear. The yelp she gave at the sensation sounded nothing short of pleased.

Elena opened her mouth to say something, but the sight of him there between her legs made her voice catch in her throat. Holding herself up on one arm, Elena reached out to brush her fingers across his cheek. This was it for her, Elena didn't want to have to make anymore choices. So certain of how she felt about him, no one else could compare. Not even Stefan.

"Damon--" She hesitated, a little bit of worry for killing the mood with what she had to say arising. Remembering who she was talking to, however, instantly reassured her. The one person she could tell anything to without fear of judgment was Damon. "I don't.. regret the way things happened before I.. became a vampire, but.. you should know, I wanted to be with you then. And.. if I can be grateful for anything out of the sire bond, it's that it gave me the confidence to let myself accept that I love you, that I have for a long time, and that's not ever going to change."

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[info]mystic_damon
2013-07-13 12:37 am UTC (link)
He thoroughly enjoyed having her feed on him while they were being intimate. It was such a personal thing between two vampires and he certainly get more sensation from doing it with Elena than he had with anyone else. And he was happy to know that she was no longer holding back on this side of being a vampire and sharing it with him.

Damon would do anything for Elena. Anything at all, that didn't involve her getting hurt. And he knew, in his heart that she would do the same for him. He wasn't sure exactly when things had changed, but he was glad that they had.

He grinned when she laughed. Such a beautiful sound and she seemed pleased with what he had down, if not a little startled. Well, at least she knew that he had been serious now.

He was a little surprised when her fingers slid along his cheek, not entirely sure what had motivated the move but he certainly wasn't complaining about it either. It felt nice to have her do that.

She said his name and then she hesitated for the a moment and he worried what she was about to say to him. He wanted this to work with her and he wanted her to be his only choice, but there was always fear. But then she started to speak. "You did?" he asked. "I always thought that your choice was Stefan. But if the sire bond was what gave you the confidence to accept how you feel for me, then I can only be grateful to it also."

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[info]defying
2013-07-16 02:15 pm UTC (link)
"I had wanted to tell you," she nearly frowned. "But, with the sire bond--I didn't.. think you'd believe me." She didn't blame him, but had hated that it caused as much of a rift between them as it had. Damon, still so loyal to Stefan in spite of how he felt about Elena, hadn't seemed to completely want to sabotage their relationship. Elena didn't think that he had, things simply had changed. She had, Stefan had, and more than any of them, Damon had.

"It's.. he was, I didn't know what to do. I was so scared then." She hadn't been lying about that when her humanity had been off. Most of what she had said had been the truth, brutal as it was for everyone to hear. When it had come to Damon, however, everything came from a place of resistance. He was the one she loved, that meant he would inevitably figure out the best ways to retrieve her. And he certainly had.

"Too afraid to admit how I felt about you. I never wanted to..." Be the girl that had feelings for two people at once? Elena didn't falter in her resolve, however. "The point is that's why I was so certain how I felt about you was real, because I knew how I felt before." She wished she had been brave enough to voice it to him then, perhaps everyone would have been a tad less critical of her feelings after the fact. It was too late for that.

"But, it's not a choice anymore," Elena said, pads of her fingers still gliding along the side of his face, "you don't choose who you're in love with. I love Stefan, I do, but it's not the way that I love you. You need to know that."

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[info]mystic_damon
2013-07-16 09:16 pm UTC (link)
He nodded his head. "It's alright, Elena. I probably wouldn't have. The whole sire bond.... threw me. I had been waiting for so long for you to want to be with me, and then it happened. And the the sire bond came out..." he trailed off.

"I had felt it was too good to be true to begin with, and it was like being proven right." He had come to a point with Elena where he had decided that he wasn't ever going to win her over and that he couldn't bring himself to try to ruin things for Stefan and her.

He nodded his head again. He had remembered what Katherine had said to her that night he had lay dying and she'd brought the cure. 'It's okay to love them both. I did'. And he knew Elena had fought that for so long. "I know I don't make things easy. You were right about me, I do sabotage things. But I don't want to sabotage this."

"I know that I didn't chose to love you either, Elena. Trust me, falling for my brothers girlfriend again was not something that I planned. But I don't regret it. Not for a second."

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[info]defying
2013-07-21 06:10 pm UTC (link)
She and Stefan had walked a rocky path together. Try as they might, they could not hang on to what gave them a foundation. With all the lies that sprouted like wildfires, how could they hope to have a steady love? Granted Damon was a wildcard on most days, at the end of it, Elena trusted him far more than she honestly ever had Stefan. He was always honest with her, and she had found a much easier time to be the same with him.

She couldn't sulk over the things she didn't do right before the sire bond. Elena didn't want to regret her choices or where they got her, but that girl was gone. She couldn't hide in the warmth of Stefan's semi-conditional love anymore. It was okay to love them both, Katherine was right, so long as the way she loved them individually held a distinct difference. Elena did hope she could salvage a strong friendship with Stefan, the sound of it had encouraged her after their talk on the island, and she hoped that would eventually ease any tension between the brothers of it.

If it didn't, Elena would worry about what that meant later. The last thing she wanted to do was ruin their already rocky relationship. Family always came first, she understood that just as well as Damon did.

"I won't let you sabotage it," Elena said insistently, a smile on her face. "And I'm happy that you don't. Mostly.. I'm just happy we can be happy at all right now," for however long it would last. She tried not to think negatively about this, but the fact was that their lives were in a constant state off fluctuation. Who knew what tomorrow could bring?

At least they would face it together.

"We'll be okay," she voiced as a reassurance to them both. They would be, because they always survived.

That much she believed.

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[info]mystic_damon
2013-07-23 07:40 pm UTC (link)
Damon hadn't necessarily wished that his brother would be hurt by Elena. So determined that he didn't deserve her, even when he could have withheld information from her and make Stefan look bad and himself better, he never did. Not only because of his belief he didn't deserve her, but because he had wanted her to make an informed decision, knowing all of the facts.

And that is what she had done, and him being undeserving of her didn't really come into it anymore, because he knew that she loved him, and he loved her, and that even if he didn't deserve her she thought that he did. And that was all that mattered, at the end of the day.

Damon hoped that her and Stefan could remain friends too, despite how difficult and awkward it might be at first. They needed each other. And Damon had to trust that what he had with Elena was strong enough that Stefan wouldn't come between them.

It was a difficult thing for him to do, but something that was completely necessary for him to do, also. Elena loved him. Wanted him. She wouldn't do anything with Stefan behind his back, he was sure of that.

He nodded his head and smiled. "I'm happy too, Elena. For the first time in my life, I feel truly happy."

"And we will be okay. I'm certain of that. We always survive. Always come out a bit stronger on the other side," he said.

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