The Vampire Diaries: The Impossible Part 1

Chapter 17

"Well what other things do vampires have to deal with?" Stefan asked and Damon rolled his eyes.

"Do we really need to discuss this now?" Damon sounded annoyed as hell.

"Ya, let's leave them, guys." Meredith sighed and waited by the door for Bonnie.

"Thank you!" Damon bursted and gestured to Meredith. "Someone takes the hint!"

Bonnie got up and walked past Meredith silently, soon after, Meredith followed her. The only people left in the room were Stefan, Elena and Damon.

"Stefan." Damon's voice sounded strained. He was trying to get him to get out.

"I think that it's important to figure this out right now. Leaving things 'til the last min-" Stefan rambled on and Damon had had enough.

He darted over to Stefan and pushed him out the door, slamming it in his face.

Elena gasped and he turned back towards her with wiggling eyebrows and a playful smirk on his face.

"Now that that's taken care of..." Damon trailed off and Elena backed up to the wall. Damon was in front of her in less than a second.

She took in a quick breath when he slid his hands down her sides and stopped at her hips. He licked his lips and leaned closer, biting his tongue.

Elena looked away because she knew that she was blushing really hard.

"Oh come on." He trailed his lips up her jaw and to her cheek. He tried to kiss her lips, but she turned her head to the other side.

He growled and grabbed both sides of her face, forcing her to stare at him. His lips touched hers so quickly that she didn't even realize what he was doing until he actually did it.

"Damon." She murmured in between kisses. "Damon stop."

She pushed at him weakly until he finally sighed and let go.

"What? Not in the mood?" He sounded disappointed.

"No, not that." He grinned at her response and automatically leaned closer.

"Damon, we really need to figure this out." She said, her mouth almost touching his lips.

"What is there to figure out?" He asked and grabbed her butt, squeezing it.

"Damon!" She gasped and pushed his hand off of her.

"First of all, you have crossed the line!" She warned him and pushed him back a few steps. She tried not to smile while doing so.

"You didn't have a problem when I did it in bed..." He whispered and took a step closer to her.

She held her hands out to put distance between them so that she could think. Damon just grabbed her hands and twisted them around so that she had her arms open.

"No, I didn't." She said in an angry tone.

"I just think that this is unhealthy." She tried to come up with excuses, although she wanted him as he wanted her, right there, right now.

"Who's unhealthy?" He sounded like he was only half-paying attention. He wrapped her arms around him and pressed his whole black-covered body against hers.

"Damon, I need to figure out what I can do. I need to know if I am of use." She whispered and he looked up at her with a soft expression on his face.

"So that's what you're worried about." He grabbed her chin and held it. "You're not a dead weight, Elena."

She felt as if her heart had stopped beating, as though her lungs had stopped working. What was air? What was life?