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Elena Gilbert (notkatherine) wrote in utr_logs,
@ 2011-01-28 14:01:00

Entry tags:

damon salvatore (tv), elena gilbert

Who: Damon Salvatore & Elena Gilbert
What: Elena is finally going over to see him after the whole talking mistletoe stuff.
When: Nowish.
Where: Damon's place.
Warnings: Language, possible sexytimes.

Elena had taken down her Christmas decorations and put them away, so the mistletoe that had yelled at her to kiss Damon was gone, but the thought of it still was there in her head every time she went to sleep. He had been nothing but the great friend she had known before the mess with Jeremy ever since she arrived -- he had promised to protect her from other vampires, he had vampire-proofed her house, he had told her the truth about when he'd compelled her, he'd taken her on a mini-vacation after she'd eaten the wrong candy...

And he was taking it slow, like she'd asked him to. Mainly because Elena was worried that he might snap if she did or said the wrong thing to hurt him. He loved her, but she hadn't said it back to him yet. How selfish was that?

She frowned as she walked up to Damon's place. It was incredibly selfish. Why Damon thought she was worth anything was beyond Elena. Still, his constant flirting and teasing had worn her down enough that Elena's curiosity got the best of her and she had to see just how naughty Damon's version of the talking mistletoe had been. Or, rather, how naughty Damon himself was.

"Hello? Damon? It's Elena."

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renaissancevamp
2011-01-29 05:06 pm UTC (link)

Damon heard her arrive far sooner than when she walked into the door and she announced that she was here. He had to admit that he was surprised at the comment she had made and giving in to his subtle flirting. He wasn't complaining by any stretch of the imagination and wondered if he was actually dreaming.

If I am, better make it a really good one to remember...

Leaving the study of his place, he sauntered into the room where he could smell Elena.

"Good evening, Elena." He gave his trademark smirk, though softened by his feelings for her.

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notkatherine
2011-01-31 11:45 pm UTC (link)

"Hey." She brushed her hair aside, a nervous gesture as she looked down from that smirk and then out of habit, hugged Damon. It was the one thing she'd always felt comfortable doing around him - hugging him, holding him, giving him comfort even if he didn't need it. And for the moment, it made her feel at ease around him.

"How are you doing?" she asked quietly, her arms still around him, not wanting to look in his eyes just yet.

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renaissancevamp
2011-02-01 01:48 am UTC (link)

Damon's arms immediately came around Elena, taking a moment to breathe in her scent. Despite the fact that Damon really didn't need to draw breath, it was always a luxury he enjoyed. He managed to memorize the scent that was purely Elena within moments of meeting her.

"Better now," he murmured against her hair before pulling back to look at her. "How are you doing?"

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notkatherine
2011-02-01 02:04 am UTC (link)

"Nervous," she admitted as soon as Damon pulled away and she was forced to look into those hard, blue eyes of his. "It's a lot easier in my head when I can rationalize things away, or when I don't have to think, or when I can just be by myself."

She paused and tried to think of something that didn't sound like rambling, but gave up. With her heart pounding so loudly she knew he must've been able to hear, Elena lightly brushed her lips across Damon's and pulled back, wondering what was going on in his head.

"So... that's what my mistletoe told me to do." The unsaid, "What about yours?" was left hanging.

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renaissancevamp
2011-02-01 02:11 am UTC (link)

He had to admit he didn't think she would go through with it, but she did. A soft smile crossed over his features. He didn't say anything, simply lowered his head till he fastened his mouth onto hers and his fingers moved up into the silky curtain of dark hair.

His tongue immediately brushed against the crease of her lips, waiting for her to open her mouth even slightly. Once her lips parted, his tongue slipped past to tangle with hers as he kissed her, pouring a good portion of how he felt into their first deep kiss.

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notkatherine
2011-02-01 07:24 pm UTC (link)

He tasted different than she expected (not that Elena had been thinking of this at all, no, not really, not ever she tol herself), and it was... romantic almost. Soft. Damon's hands, though, felt very possessive somehow, with the way they were tangled in her hair.

Elena was even more nervous, but it went away the moment his tongue brushed hers and her mouth opened more to let him kiss her. Her hands ended up around his neck and she felt very small and very very human compared to Damon and his wordly experiences she really didn't want to know about.

Pushing those thoughts aside, she pulled back enough that her lips barely touched his. "I thought you told me your mistletoe told you to do something... else to me," Elena whispered, heart pounding as she said it and wondering if this was the best idea in the world.

Probably not. She was never one for good ideas, though.

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renaissancevamp
2011-02-01 07:43 pm UTC (link)

"Oh it did," he said, practically purring the words. He licked her lips a little, taking the lower lip between his teeth before releasing her.

"It suggested I show you just how talented I am with my mouth," he said. One hand untangled from her hair to caress her jaw. His thumb brushed over her lower lip before his fingers trailed down her throat and over the sharp points of her collarbone and lower. He paused, his index finger just above the point between her breasts as his eyebrow quirked slightly.

"Only to show you a bit lower than your mouth."

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notkatherine
2011-02-01 07:55 pm UTC (link)

"Oh."

Elena tried to remember how to breathe because how could Damon be seducing her with just words and looks and light touches? She licked her lip, the one he'd nipped and then touched, as if she could somehow still taste everything there.

Why was she so damn nervous? Good-girl-Elena wouldn't be here, nearly throwing herself at her ex-boyfriend's brother. So maybe she wasn't good-girl-Elena anymore. Maybe she that other-Elena that seemed to pop up around Damon all the time. That's what she told herself as she nodded to him, thinking that Damon deserved this. He deserved love, he deserved someone to make him happy even if she wasn't the perfect candidate.

So, she unbuttoned the top few buttons of her blouse and stopped, waiting to see what he'd do next.

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renaissancevamp
2011-02-01 08:03 pm UTC (link)

Damon wanted nothing more than to watch Elena undress herself, but she stopped and his common sense kicked in that the foyer of his house was no place for a seduction. Certainly not this one. He reached up to take her hand and lifted it towards his lips. He looked into her eyes as he caressed her knuckles before turning so he could press a kiss to the inside of her wrist at the pulse point.

"Come with me," he said softly before linking their fingers together and turning to lead her up the ornate staircase to lead her to his room.

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notkatherine
2011-02-01 08:18 pm UTC (link)

"Okay."

Somehow, one word sentences were all she was capable of at the moment, but she held Damon's hand and squeezed gently as she followed him through his place.

It was beautiful, masculine, and once she entered his bedroom she almost stopped just to stare. She'd thought the light kisses on her hand and wrist were somehow more intimate than even their first real kiss together, but having her blouse opened as she dutifully followed Damon around felt even moreso.

Elena blushed at thoughts running through her head and ended up staring at the bed. "I still don't know why you say you love me."

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renaissancevamp
2011-02-01 09:19 pm UTC (link)

Damon paused to look at her, noticing the blush along her cheeks. He pulled her closer and turned her so her back was against his chest and she could see herself in the full length mirror. He let his hands wander up to her shoulders.

"You really don't see it?" he questioned. His hands moved down along her arms lightly. "I know so many try to convince you that I see Katherine when I look at you... but I don't."

He wasn't going to make her uncomfortable by lingering on Katherine too long. All the while he moved his hands over cloth, then the skin of her belly, touching her hips where they were hidden by her jeans.

"Yes, you look identical to Katherine for the most part physically, but there is a warmth about you that she never had. With her... there was none of this," he said, brushing his hands across her belly and up to her shoulders again to slowly pull the shirt off her should before dropping a kiss against her skin.

"There was never uncertainty with her, a measure of not adding up. There was never the question of why someone loved, it was simply assumed and if it wasn't there, it was taken."

Damon lowered his mouth to lave attention against her skin where her shoulder and neck met before lifting his head enough to stare into the eyes of her reflection.

"With you... I feel as if everything that I've done, everything I must atone for is gone," he said quietly. "Banished by your warmth, by your presence, by your touch."

His fingers deftly moved to unhook her bra before drawing it away from her body to reveal her to him.

"I want to sink my body so deeply into yours that you forget where you end and I begin," he murmured, pressing his lips to her ear. "I want to lose myself in your eyes, your mouth, just you." He traced the shell of her ear with his tongue, his one hand moving up to turn her head to him so he could capture her mouth with his just as the other hand covered one bare breast to massage gently.

His tongue began working wickedly against hers, sparring against her in just a slightly faster rhythm then his hand at her breast, massaging and caressing. His fingers found her nipple and teased it to a tight bud before pulling out of the kiss just enough to speak.

"That's why I love you."

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notkatherine
2011-02-01 10:07 pm UTC (link)

She didn't see everything that Damon said he saw -- with Stefan it was simple, because it was a simpler sort of love. Easier, not messy and complicated. She didn't have to worry about him killing people or hurting people she loved. She didn't have to wonder at motives or if he was going to change his mood because he felt like trying to hide himself from her. Damon was a challenge and he always had been. Elena figured he always would be, too. But there, staring at herself as he undressed her with both hands and words, she felt both safe and completely scared... yet she believed Damon.

As she moaned from the touch of his hand on her breast, as Elena stopped fighting everything and shivered under Damon's touch, as she returned his kiss with what she could despite not quite being able to breathe right, Elena felt fairly lost.

Her hands ended up somewhere on Damon's chest and Elena began pulling at his shirt while she stared into his eyes, her breathing coming out in pants while he played with her breast. "Not... fair," she whispered back to him, but since when did Damon play fairly? Her mind was filled with everything he'd just promised to do to her and if he hadn't been holding her, her knees might have given out.

"Don't atone for anything," Elena told him, making up her mind about at least one thing. "Just... stay Damon. Who you are." Again, not the best idea probably, but she had never tried to change him herself on purpose. Her hands finally managed to get his shirt off and she started lightly brushing them against his bare chest. As she closed the gap to kiss him again, she wanted desperately to tell him that she loved him in return, that he deserved the love, but the words were caught in her throat. So instead, she asked Damon, "Compel me. Compel me to say everything you want me to say that I'm too scared to say... compel me to say that I love you."

And she kissed him.

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renaissancevamp
2011-02-01 10:28 pm UTC (link)

Damon felt as if she had just doused him with a bucket of cold water just as her lips were on his again. He started to fall into the kiss again but her words... they were eating away at him and he pulled back.

He could feel tears burning his eyes, trying to force him to release the tenuous hold on his emotions that rose hard and fast when she spoke.

"No," he said, rougher than he intended. He shuddered and took a steadying breath. "No," he said again. "I want you and I love you. But I won't compel you to say the things I want to hear. I may be selfish enough to compel you to forget what you heard *me* say, but I'm not so selfish to make you say the things I want to hear."

"I..." He lifted a hand towards her, cursing how he shook. "I want to show you how much I love you and I want to worship every inch of you, but it won't be done with a lie. And that's what it would be, Elena, if I compelled you. It would be a lie." And he wouldn't dare himself to hope that he could simply compel her to forget her fear, because wouldn't it be the same as compelling her to say it?

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notkatherine
2011-02-01 10:53 pm UTC (link)

"I'm sorry," she apologized immediately, because it seemed that all she ever did was apologize to Damon for hurting him or betraying a trust. "Damon, I didn't mean... I just thought..." Except she hadn't thought, not really. Not about how much Damon had truly loved Katherine and been denied it for years, how he could take things the wrong way, how sometimes there was the glimmer of humanity in him that she'd always been able to see and always wondered if that was the person he'd been before Katherine and years had changed and hardened him.

She touched his face gently, and then held his hand, pulling him with her to his bed before she sat down on it. "I want you, Damon." That much was easy to admit to him, and it probably was the part he hated to hear. It was something that so many girls had probably said to him before - Caroline included.

Elena wanted to take away all that pain and anger, but she didn't want to lie either. And telling him that she loved him right then...? Well, he would know it was a lie and he'd probably tell her to just go home.

"Please. I'm sorry, Damon, please just... show me, then. Show me how much you love me." She smirked at him and added, "Show me what you think I've been missing."

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renaissancevamp
2011-02-02 04:54 pm UTC (link)

The more she spoke, the more he wanted to just tell her to go home. Then she said she wanted him and all of his potential bravado of being the bigger person and telling her to leave were out the window.

His eyebrow arched some but he lowered his head to brush his lips over hers. Instead of taking her mouth in a deep kiss, he barely gave her the chance to draw him into one by sliding his lips down along her jaw and over her chin to her neck.

He ducked his knees and wrapped his arms around her as he let his lips skim down over her collarbone till he got to her breast, blowing cool air over her flesh. He shifted and flicked his tongue over her nipple before taking the taut peak between his lips to suckle.

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notkatherine
2011-02-02 05:16 pm UTC (link)

Damon didn't say anything, so Elena was a little worried at first, but then almost all thought disappeared. She tried to kiss him back, but ended up whispering his name as he nearly tortured her on the bed with his touches and kisses. It was so unlike the Damon she'd expected, the one who would just take what he wanted.

This Damon was truly seducing her, and Elena couldn't help but feel like she was being compelled anyway, even if she wasn't technically.

"Oh God," she muttered, her hands ending up tangled in his hair while she looked down and watched him. Suddenly, she felt very much like bad-girl-Elena, or maybe the Elena she'd been before Stefan and her parents. The one who wanted to have fun, the one who smirked back at Damon while he sucked her breast. She kept watching while she whispered, "You're far too good at that...", glad that he'd accepted her apology.

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renaissancevamp
2011-02-03 05:27 pm UTC (link)

He released her breast with a small nip that didn't break skin before laving away the pain with his tongue. He smirked against her skin, letting his eyes find hers.

"Oh just wait..." he purred before trailing his lips between her breasts and down towards her belly. His fingers nimbly worked at the closure of her jeans to pop them open and lower the zip. He hooked his fingers into two loops to drag the fabric down over her hips and pull them off once he divested her of her shoes and socks.

Tossing the denim to the floor, Damon knelt between her thighs. Having Elena laying on his bed in any state of dress would have left him hard as can be, but seeing her now, in nothing but her panties and her hair fanned out across his sheets was better than anything he had dreamed.

Lowering himself, he brushed his lips over her cloth-clad center before pressing against her more. He let his fingers trace along the edge of her underwear, teasing the flesh that wasn't covered as he brushed his tongue against the fabric that separated them. He fully intended on teasing her with his mouth till she begged him to move the fabric so flesh met flesh. Or till he couldn't handle not being able to fully taste her.

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notkatherine
2011-02-03 06:30 pm UTC (link)

This is completely unfair, was the first thing Elena thought of as Damon tortured her on his bed. At least, it felt like torture with the way his tongue moved just right to miss the spot she needed him to touch without her damn panties on. As it was, she knew she was already wet and her hips kept shifting to try to find his lips as her hands bunched up the bedding tightly.

This was definitely not good-girl-Elena.

She lifted her head a little bit off the bed to watch Damon and then collapsed back. "Damon, please... I..." She couldn't even form a complete sentence. Elena gulped and got a little tired of being so passive and so completely at Damon's whims, so she lifted herself up on her elbows, spread her legs wider, then wrapped them around Damon as much as she could. She drew a deep breath so she could actually talk as he teased her.

"If you don't take my panties off right now, Damon, you'll never get to see just how bad a girl I can be." Maybe it was a bluff, maybe not, but she was ready to die if he kept it up.

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renaissancevamp
2011-02-03 07:13 pm UTC (link)

He huffed a soft laugh against her, blowing cool air over her wet center. His quirked an eyebrow at her.

"You have my head locked between you thighs--." He didn't even have to finish his statement when he felt her legs slacken. He grinned more and hooked his fingers into the fabric and pulled them down.

Seeing her fully bare to him almost had him losing control right then and there, but years of learning to squelch that reaction kept him from doing so. However, he took advantage of straightening to toss her panties aside to divest himself of the rest of his clothing with vampiric speed. When the time came to sink into her because she was begging for it didn't need to be interrupted because he wasn't nude.

Moving towards her, Damon wasted no time in cover her hot center with his mouth and press his tongue between her labia to lap at her softly. His kisses began soft and gentle, as they had with her mouth, before his tongue began to work against her more deeply.

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notkatherine
2011-02-03 07:36 pm UTC (link)

So sue her, she stared.

For the short amount of time that Damon let her look at him naked, Elena's eyes were pretty much transfixed. She'd seen his chest plenty of times and liked it, but she'd never...

"You're evil," she managed to pant out as his lips and tongue were driving her crazy again. Only this time, it was because she was close to coming and Elena didn't want to, not yet, not without Damon. It sounded stupid, probably, but she wanted her first time with Damon to be a certain way.

"Can't," she moaned as her hips moved against his lips and Elena was nearly thrashing on the bed. What was her promise she'd just made? That she could be a bad girl? Elena licked her dry lips.

"Not... gonna come until you're in me, Damon, so you... you can just... God... stop right now." As if she really had any say in the matter.

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renaissancevamp
2011-02-03 09:09 pm UTC (link)

See, Damon loved to fuck a woman with his mouth and he loved to watch people. Woman that caught his attention he paid particularly close attention to so that he knew every nuance. Elena? Was his goddess, so it went without saying that he paid close attention to every move she made, how she reacted to things. So he had *some* of a clue as to how far to go to bring her just to the edge but not send her over. Yet.

He couldn't help the chuckle that came out, though not letting it vibrate against her too hard. Just enough to tease. Oh she'd come when he was inside of her. He'd bring her right to that edge so that when he slid home, she would fall off that edge hard and wet. Only he intended on making her come over and over again before he finally did.

"Well... since you insisted on me stopping," he purred, giving one small lick to her clit before pulling his mouth away.

Moving between her thighs, he barely gave her a chance to breathe before the head of his cock was against her and he was sliding every hard inch of his length into her as deeply as he could go. He almost closed his eyes to relish in the feel, but instead he stared into her eyes as he slid home. And it felt like coming home to him. As if it was where he was always meant to be.

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notkatherine
2011-02-03 10:30 pm UTC (link)

Elena almost screamed in frustration when Damon stopped, forgetting about the fact that he was right and she had asked him to. She was going to grab a stake and just kill him and be done with all of this self-torture she was doing to herself or maybe he was doing to her or both. She wasn't sure which.

But then Damon finally, finally filled her and good God his cock felt perfect. Her mouth hung open a little as her eyes were trapped in his and Elena's hands grabbed for his shoulders. Her body shook a little with pent-up everything and then she lost it. Elena gasped and held on while every part of her body tensed and released, quivering as her back arched and she could feel herself getting a that wonderful lightheaded feeling.

She remembered later saying his name as she came, but not much else until it was over and she was panting, staring up at Damon in wonder. "And... that's why I wanted to wait." Because there was something more with Damon that she wanted. Not just sex, but learning his body and letting hers be woken up.

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renaissancevamp
2011-02-04 05:19 pm UTC (link)

Damon's self control was surely tested as Elena came around his cock. He could feel her body tightening over and over around his length and it sent shivers up his spine. It was unlike anything he'd ever felt with anyone and he knew that would happen.

He was fascinated as he stared into her eyes as the orgasm overcame her senses. He watched her face as she let herself succumb to it and his name fell from her lips as she rode out the waves of pleasure. As she came back down, he smiled very gently at her words. It was almost like his smirk but much, much softer.

Damon lowered his head, their lips barely brushing. "We aren't nearly done yet," he whispered. And with that, he very slowly began to move his hips to drive his cock in and out in a slow, sensual motion.

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notkatherine
2011-02-04 06:55 pm UTC (link)

"Mmm," was all Elena could say in reply to Damon. The slowness was driving her insane which, she supposed, was his plan all along. Her hands ended up tangled in his hair, trying to pull him down every now and then for a kiss as she moved her legs a little higher so he could go deeper inside of her. She tried to match his rhythm as best as she could but each thrust of his cock seemed to hit her in the perfect spot and Elena wasn't sure if she'd be able to last all night.

She wasn't a vampire, after all.

Elena got a little bit adventurous and started nibbling on Damon's lower lip when she could, a small smirk on her own face now that her head was clearing from her orgasm. Lust and love seemed to be too closely connected to her right then, mainly because she had always thought that they went together. Except with Damon... and that wasn't right, she realized. Why was she pushing him so far away from her and telling him she didn't love him? It was wrong of her, she knew, and in her lust-clouded head she whispered the words she knew he needed to hear and more importantly, the words she'd been too scared to say minutes earlier.

"I... I love you, Damon."

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renaissancevamp
2011-02-04 08:00 pm UTC (link)

The way she moved and got more into their lovemaking, the way her teeth felt on his lower lip. That smirk... it nearly sent him over the edge into oblivion when he felt they needed to take things slow and he truly wanted to savor every moment because he was afraid it would be gone.

Then he heard the words he so craved slipping from her lips and his control was gone in an instant.

Still mindful of being so much stronger than her, Damon's hips began to move against her faster and harder. He wanted to bring her up and up before letting her orgasm crash her down to bring him right along with her. He growled a bit in his throat as he moved, decided to tease them both as he would move hard and fast before slowing his thrusts to a slow and deep rhythm.

"I love you, Elena."

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notkatherine
2011-02-04 09:44 pm UTC (link)

"No..." she moaned every time that he would slow down, but then Damon's thrusts became fast enough they almost hurt. Still, Elena could tell he was being careful with her and she was grateful for that. She'd said it out loud, he'd said it back (not that he needed to of course), and somehow the sex turned into something more for Elena.

"I'm scared." Not of him, and so she kissed Damon quickly to let him know that. No, Elena was scared of how deeply she actually loved him, of how different this was from anything with Stefan (it was puppy love now, she was sure of it). It was raw and messy and she still wanted it anyway. She still loved him anyway. Her mouth kept moving against his, tongue pushing in and out the way his cock was, and Elena's legs moved higher as she tried to wrap them around Damon's legs or waist. Something. anything.

When she came up for air, her eyes locked with Damon's as her body shook. "Need... to come again... please."

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renaissancevamp
2011-02-07 03:12 pm UTC (link)

"I'm scared." Then she kissed him and Damon's non-beating heart constricted.

"I am too," he admitted softly. He was placing his heart in her hands and while it didn't beat, it could be broken. Had been broken over and over and yet he was still taking a chance on her. A chance she thought she didn't deserve, but it was he that didn't deserve a chance with her. Not with everything he had done since becoming a vampire, but she saw something in him that deserved that chance and if she could take it, so could he.

He moaned when she said she needed to come again and his strokes got just a bit deeper but a touch slower so he wouldn't hurt her. He shifted his hips against hers to brush her clit and drove them up to hit her g-spot as well.

"Come with me," he said softly, looking into her eyes. He never stopped staring into her eyes as he moved, feeling his own orgasm coming. "Come with me, Elena. Come..." He groaned as he let the pleasure crash over him, hoping it brought her with him.

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notkatherine
2011-02-07 10:52 pm UTC (link)

God, she didn't want Damon to be scared. She didn't want to be someone who could potentially hurt him again, but then again she supposed it was going both ways. He'd hurt her before (the other Damon from where she was from, not this one who hadn't remembered doing anything to Jeremy when they'd met, who promised her that he loved only her and not Katherine at all, who seemed to worship her body as he told her he loved her even when she hadn't said it back at first...

This Damon was different, Elena decided, just as the thrust of his cock hit her in exactly the right spot that Elena's arms clung tighter to him and she was nearly sobbing.

"Yes..." It was all she could think of to say back to him as he forced her to look at him and when she felt and heard Damon come, Elena was done for. Her body trembled in response as her moans grew louder and she probably said his name or "God" or "fuck" or maybe all three as her pussy clenched tightly around his cock, the lightheaded feeling from coming before so quickly still there. As her body quieted, her mind was reeling and she grasped Damon's face and kissed him hungrily, trying to tell him with her mouth and tongue everything she couldn't say in the moment due to lack of coherent thought. When she finally gasped for breath, Elena collapsed on the bed and just stared up at Damon. It was wonderful.... he had felt wonderful... why had she been pushing him away from her?

"I'm... sorry," she finally told him between shaky breaths, "that I... took this long, that I pushed you... away, that...." She was rambling. Elena shut her eyes, knowing that the evening wasn't nearly over yet, but trying to let Damon know the truth. She was petrified of love now, yet she was deeply in love all at once with Damon. A little laugh escaped her as she added, "You were right. About the sex."

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