I don't believe in Love, Elena

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'I want to make love to you'- made Elena's heart race up, letting a little gasp out, now taking Elijah by the hand, and with no further ado, they both swished into the house, to his bedroom.

This was not to be rushed, and he let Elena know by stepping away from her slightly, now spreading his fingers along her cheek, "My lovely Elena"

His hand then gently glided through her hair, looking at her in ways he had never looked at a woman before. Elena's warm hazelnut eyes gleamed back at him with a smile dancing with love, want, desire.

Elijah's sweet little whisper of a kiss now let her know that he wanted her to feel the full extent of the love he was feeling for her. 

The Original placed another peck on the corner of her lips before sliding his hand back around the nape of her neck. His lips now moved slowly along her jaw, trailing a fiery path to her ear. He could feel her whole being shiver as his lips pressed against the sensitive spot under her ear, a muffled moan now shot up the doppelganger's throat.

With steady fingers, she started to unbutton his shirt, as he unzipped her dress, both exchanging a  glance as their breathing quickened by every slight movement they made.

Elijah slanted his lips over Elena's again, drawing her closer to him as he made her dress now slide down off  her. His lips pushed hers apart, and for a moment, they just inhaled against each other's partially open mouths, savouring the moment. The pounding rush of sensation shuddered right through them. When he said that he was going to take this slow, she never had imagined how painfully slow and yet delightfully hot it would make her. Her fingers finally undid the last of the button on his shirt and she now ran her hands up his abs, making him groan. Elijah closed his eyes for a second, soaking in every movement, swallowing hard as she now pushed his shirt off him pressing her lips onto his shoulder, him tilting his head now aside gasping hoarsely, giving her room she needed to trail her lips on his neck. 

With the heat rising in his blood by the teasing nuzzles of her lips, he now cupped her face,  his tongue traced her lips and then dove in to tangle with hers. Elena swayed a little under the gust of heat wrapping her arms around the Original's neck to steady herself, aligning their bodies.

Her soft body melted onto his hard one until his hands, slid around her small waist, was all that held her upright.

Elijah now picked her up and sped them to the bed.

Laying her down, his strong and yet gentle hands began to stroke her again, his hands, his lips, his tongue. Gentle. Knowing what he was doing. Moving down her body with tantalizing slowness, he made Elena burn with an entrancing fever under his touch. With a hot wave engulfing her, panting uncontrollably now she pressed herself against him.

Then with a quiver of exquisite pleasure, Elijah grunted as the doppelganger now whispered in his ear,"Elijah, please, now, I want you now"

Arching up beneath him, Elena adjusted herself for him to now slowly slide into her, both suspending in the air as their hearts and souls became one.