Inaction's and Consequences

Chapter 9

Disclaimer: I do not ownanything related to The Vampire Diaries, TV show or books. However Idecided to have a little play around with the characters (I woulddefinitely like to play with Damon).

Warning for smut and bad language.

Elena awoke with a smile on her face. She'd been up all night andhad had very little sleep, but since becoming a vampire,she realizedthat it wasn't as essential as when she was human. It was just a wayof switching off the brain and relaxing. An hour or two a day wassufficient, although most vampires slept mainly out of sheer boredom,after all, eternity was a long time. She turned over and looked atDamon, he looked deceptively angelic and peaceful when he was asleep.It was impossible to believe the man in front of her was a ruthlesskiller. His dark eyelashes fanned against his beautiful pale face andhis raven hair was even messier than usual, a casualty of a night ofpractically none stop sex and making love. With Damon they were bothvery distinguishable from each other, he made love with a passionthat surpassed any expectations she'd ever had as she'd becomesexually aware over her teenage years. But the sex had been a lot offun. Just like when he taught her to feed, he knew how to revel in itand make it fun. However the one thing they still hadn't tried wasthe blood sharing. As much as she wanted to, she wanted to wait for aspecial moment, she didn't want to jump into everything too soon.

Elena quietly got up from the bed as not to disturb Damon. Puttingon the black shirt he'd worn (and she'd destroyed) the previous nightshe headed to the bathroom. One of the surprises of becoming avampire was the fact that she still needed to use the bathroom. Thesubject had never been broached with either Stefan, Damon or Carolineand she'd just assumed that when they went to use the bathroomfacilities, it was either to act human or for other reasons, such asin Caroline's case, adjusting her hair or make-up.

As Elena walked passed the mirror in Damon's en-suite to thetoilet she noticed her own hair which could only be accuratelydescribed as a rats nest. After she'd used the toilet, she washed herhands and began to set about restoring it to it's natural, sleek,knot free state, which she suspected was going to take a while.

Damon woke up finding he was alone in his huge bed. He began towonder if he'd had too much whiskey the night before and had beendreaming about the best night of his life. Taking in a deep breath hecould smell Elena's scent all over his bed, reassuring him that ithad not been a dream. He opened his eyes, raised his head and beganto look around, hoping she hadn't changed her mind about them andbailed on him.

"Elena?" he called out, his voice still husky fromsleep.

Elena emerged from the bathroom wearing his black shirt over hersexy black lingerie, in his eyes she looked like the most beautifulgoddess imaginable in the form of the woman who, if he had his way,was potentially going to be his partner for the rest of theireternity.

"Hey." she said as she skipped back over to the bed,jumping on it playfully to join him

"Hey. Thought you might've left." Damon replied as heslipped his hand under his shirt that she was wearing, pulling hertowards him.

"No I don't have to be at school for..." Elena held herwrist up and look at an invisible watch. "At least twentyminutes ago." she said as they both leaned in to kiss beforethey pulled away as Damon began playing with her hair, an air ofcontentment on his face. "What's that face?" she asked.

"What face?" he smiled as he looked up at herseductively, knowingly using his beautiful blue eyes to their fulleffect.

"That face." she asked curiously.

"I'm happy." he said as he smiled again, but this timeElena returned the smile as Damon moved over so they could kiss oncemore.

This time the kiss didn't stop, as Elena wrapped her thigh uparound his waist, signaling her intentions, pulling him towards her,feeling his morning erection pressed up against her stomach. Elenarolled on top of him, lifting his chin up with her finger as theycontinued to kiss. Elena began kissing along his jawline beforemaking her way down towards his neck. She'd discovered the nightbefore he was particularly sensitive around that area, although thatwasn't her current target. She licked up the side of his jugular,eliciting a moan of pleasure from his mouth.