Delena Confessions

“Goodnight!” Derek a dit as he entered his new bedroom.
Damon and Elena were standing with their backs to each other, getting undressed. Elena slowly rotated her head and peaked over her shoulder. Damon had taken of his chemise and Elena swallowed. She’d never get used to that body. She shook her head and looked eyes front again. As she took out her haut, retour au début Damon slowly looked over his shoulder. She had laid her hair over her shoulder and he noticed she was wearing a dark purple bra. Damon imagined how he walked to her. He slowly went with his hand over her back and opened her bra. His fingers...

The suivant morning
Elena had just left for school and Damon was cleaning the table, when he heard strange noises.
“Show yourself” he a dit annoyed. What was it with people thinking they could just walk in here like they owned this place? He did. And Stefan and Elena did. Anyone else should learn how to knock.
The weird noises stopped and an old familiar appeared.
“No, not toi again” Damon groaned. “Whatever you’re selling, I’m not buying it”
“I need your help” Derek a dit nervous.
“Why is that?” Damon a dit sarcastic.
Derek conjured his cell phone and showed Damon the last few...