DELENA POST 6X22: I COULD WAIT CENTURIES FOR YOU

Chapter 8: Did I Mention I Love Magic?

"Sooo..." Damon trailed off, glancing at the bed, "I think it's time for my medication."

            Elena laughed at Damon's segue before she placed both hands on his chest. She pushed him down on the bed so that his legs were dangling off the side. She pushed his legs apart so she could stand between them and bend forward to kiss his incredibly soft lips that were smirking at her. Damon moaned against her lips and sighed as her hair fell around her shoulder and brushed against his cheek.

            "Tell me what you want," Elena whispered seductively, her fingers running down his chest and slipping under his shirt.

            "Oh, Elena," Damon groaned, closing his eyes, enjoying her touch.

            Elena's eyes were full of love as she used vampire speed and strength to pull Damon up and tackle him so that he was lying comfortably on the bed. She didn't need to say anything. She began to undress him slowly; she wanted to give him all her attention. Damon opened his eyes and smirked, trying to pull her underneath him but she wasn't having any of that.

            "No, no, no," Elena laughed, "You're staying right here." She straddled his lap and pulled her shirt off, revealing a black lacy bra – one that Damon absolutely loved.

            "Mmm, whatever you want baby," Damon sighed happily as he took in the beautiful girl on top of him. He ran his fingers softly up and down the sides of her bare stomach.

            Elena was still in her jeans when she slowly unbuttoned Damon's black shirt, kissing him as she did so. His lips trailed down her neck to her chest. She moaned softly when he slipped his tongue in between the fabric of her bra, "Damon..." He continued to suck on her skin gently, earning soft sounds of approval from Elena.

            "Oh, yes!" Elena gasped when Damon sat up in bed and pulled Elena close enough so that she could feel his hardness beginning to build in his pants. She threw her head back when Damon tossed her bra to the side and attacked her chest with his lips.

            "Damon!" Elena squealed when he simultaneously pulled her jeans off and began rubbing her through her panties.

            Damon groaned when Elena called his name, "Mmm, you like that don't you?"

            "Mmhmm," Elena bit her lip when Damon continued to pleasure her after he pushed her onto her back. She couldn't fight with him to be on top anymore, she was all his. She couldn't handle it when he touched her this way. Damon threw his shirt to the ground and chuckled softly when he felt Elena clawing at his belt. He leaned forward so she could undo it. She took him by surprise and rolled over so that she could pull his jeans and boxers off. This time he was completely naked underneath her.

            "Now, that's not fair," Damon chuckled softly as he hooked his index finger in the front of her underwear.

            "Not yet, Mister Salvatore," Elena shooed his hand away, choosing to remain in her soaking wet panties a little while longer to tease him.