Both launching vers l'avant, vers l’avant for the entrance of the tomb, Elena and Stefan were really moving. Damon was standing beyond the threshold with his breath caught in his throat. His brother could very well kill the l’amour of his life.
And then, Stefan caught her.
Elena’s eyes locked with his and terror was starting to over take her plus than before. There was no telling what he would do to her. After all, she hadn’t earned anything other than this from him. She had not donné him a reason to montrer her mercy but in his eyes that’s what she began to see.
His hand had a grip on her arm but his green eyes were full of something other than the distain he held before. His eyes held l’amour and the look she remembered from the first time they ran into one another in the cemetery, before she knew what he was. Words that she expected to come out of his mouth like they always did when he use to look at her like this seemed about to come.
Instead, he let go of her arm and wordlessly eased her out the door with the same soft expression. The depth in his eyes was what she always use to get Lost in when she was first falling for him.
“No!” Katherine screamed. But she was too late. Elena was outside and safely wrapped in Damon’s embrace. “Why?” She aimed at Stefan.
Stefan just looked at her, without a sound.
“This whole time-” Katherine trailed off with the soundless acknowledgement of his betrayal, shaking her head. “But-but I need only wait two days.” She turned to Damon. “And then your precious little Elena will pay.”
Damon’s eyes only held a glint in them telling her that she was wrong. “You’re never getting out Katherine. You’ll never see the light of jour again.” Stefan was looking down seemingly trying to accept what was happening to him.
“As for you, little brother, we’ll reevaluate in 50 years.” Damon used the same phrase Stefan had when locking him in the cellar with Vervain. He saw that Stefan wasn’t completely gone. This mistake could be redeemed just as Damon’s had.
With that, Bonnie waved her hand and the door shut on a somber Stefan and the screams Katherine was letting out. Mostly pleads as the others walked away from the tomb. One of the last Elena could hear was “We could all be together, Damon! As a family! You, Elena, me and Stefan! No one has to get hurt. We could all be a family! Damon! Damon!!!”
If Elena could hear it, she knew that Damon could too but he kept his head up and his eyes straight forward, his arm around her keeping her warm as they all walked from the woods.
Alaric was comforting a shaky Jenna, Jeremy was walking in silence thinking to himself while Bonnie and Caroline were talking about what tomorrow would be like. Tomorrow, a jour with no evil. Tomorrow, the sun would rise and there would be no fear in Elena’s heart. Nothing in the shadows was coming after her and those that she loved. That reminded her.
“Damon”, She a dit looking up to his piercing blue eyes, “I l’amour you”.
Those with them had heard it and stopped talking to listen.
Damon simply looked down and a dit “I know, Elena. And for the rest of time, I’ll l’amour you.”
Later that night....
Elena was walking into the Salvator manor with Damon shortly behind her. A rapide, swift blow of air blew past her and suddenly there was a roaring feu in the feu place and a shirtless vampire leaning against the mantle. Come-hither look daring her to come closer, she wasn’t afraid but entranced. He had her, completely. Body and soul and it was time that he know that. Forever.
Elena talked up to him and without breaking eye contact, she undid his pants and began stroking him. When he tried to déplacer his hands to her she shook her head as if to say he would have to wait. Her hand moved up and down along his length and his eyes began to flutter shut.
“No”, Elena a dit “Open them.”
Damon slowly refocused his eyes and the intensity grew as the pace of her hand did. Her warm breath on his skin, she was killing him but the torture was of a kind that he would willingly go through any time she wanted. For her, he would do anything.
The pleasure was heating his cold blood but Damon didn’t want to go there without her. That’s when his expression mutated to a fierceness and he lifted Elena off her feet, ripping her jeans off and slamming her to the mur much like he did that first jour she walked into his room. Only this time it was different. This time, he slid inside her and he wouldn’t be stopped. In secondes she was screaming. He was being rough but Elena wanted it that way.
That was another thing she found irresistible about him. He knew what she wanted and how without her saying a word. And just as both of them were exploding she a dit “Now!” and he knew just what she meant. Without any hesitation he bit his own wrist and began feeding her. She sucked his blood like she was already had her fangs and while she was still orgasming he snapped her neck.
They would be together and all Damon had to do was wait till she woke up and let her feed.
*I'll l’amour toi forever* Damon thought as he gently laid Elena on the couch. *I'll shout it to the world, nothing ou no one can keep my mouth shut. You're my always and my eternity*.
THE END!!
And then, Stefan caught her.
Elena’s eyes locked with his and terror was starting to over take her plus than before. There was no telling what he would do to her. After all, she hadn’t earned anything other than this from him. She had not donné him a reason to montrer her mercy but in his eyes that’s what she began to see.
His hand had a grip on her arm but his green eyes were full of something other than the distain he held before. His eyes held l’amour and the look she remembered from the first time they ran into one another in the cemetery, before she knew what he was. Words that she expected to come out of his mouth like they always did when he use to look at her like this seemed about to come.
Instead, he let go of her arm and wordlessly eased her out the door with the same soft expression. The depth in his eyes was what she always use to get Lost in when she was first falling for him.
“No!” Katherine screamed. But she was too late. Elena was outside and safely wrapped in Damon’s embrace. “Why?” She aimed at Stefan.
Stefan just looked at her, without a sound.
“This whole time-” Katherine trailed off with the soundless acknowledgement of his betrayal, shaking her head. “But-but I need only wait two days.” She turned to Damon. “And then your precious little Elena will pay.”
Damon’s eyes only held a glint in them telling her that she was wrong. “You’re never getting out Katherine. You’ll never see the light of jour again.” Stefan was looking down seemingly trying to accept what was happening to him.
“As for you, little brother, we’ll reevaluate in 50 years.” Damon used the same phrase Stefan had when locking him in the cellar with Vervain. He saw that Stefan wasn’t completely gone. This mistake could be redeemed just as Damon’s had.
With that, Bonnie waved her hand and the door shut on a somber Stefan and the screams Katherine was letting out. Mostly pleads as the others walked away from the tomb. One of the last Elena could hear was “We could all be together, Damon! As a family! You, Elena, me and Stefan! No one has to get hurt. We could all be a family! Damon! Damon!!!”
If Elena could hear it, she knew that Damon could too but he kept his head up and his eyes straight forward, his arm around her keeping her warm as they all walked from the woods.
Alaric was comforting a shaky Jenna, Jeremy was walking in silence thinking to himself while Bonnie and Caroline were talking about what tomorrow would be like. Tomorrow, a jour with no evil. Tomorrow, the sun would rise and there would be no fear in Elena’s heart. Nothing in the shadows was coming after her and those that she loved. That reminded her.
“Damon”, She a dit looking up to his piercing blue eyes, “I l’amour you”.
Those with them had heard it and stopped talking to listen.
Damon simply looked down and a dit “I know, Elena. And for the rest of time, I’ll l’amour you.”
Later that night....
Elena was walking into the Salvator manor with Damon shortly behind her. A rapide, swift blow of air blew past her and suddenly there was a roaring feu in the feu place and a shirtless vampire leaning against the mantle. Come-hither look daring her to come closer, she wasn’t afraid but entranced. He had her, completely. Body and soul and it was time that he know that. Forever.
Elena talked up to him and without breaking eye contact, she undid his pants and began stroking him. When he tried to déplacer his hands to her she shook her head as if to say he would have to wait. Her hand moved up and down along his length and his eyes began to flutter shut.
“No”, Elena a dit “Open them.”
Damon slowly refocused his eyes and the intensity grew as the pace of her hand did. Her warm breath on his skin, she was killing him but the torture was of a kind that he would willingly go through any time she wanted. For her, he would do anything.
The pleasure was heating his cold blood but Damon didn’t want to go there without her. That’s when his expression mutated to a fierceness and he lifted Elena off her feet, ripping her jeans off and slamming her to the mur much like he did that first jour she walked into his room. Only this time it was different. This time, he slid inside her and he wouldn’t be stopped. In secondes she was screaming. He was being rough but Elena wanted it that way.
That was another thing she found irresistible about him. He knew what she wanted and how without her saying a word. And just as both of them were exploding she a dit “Now!” and he knew just what she meant. Without any hesitation he bit his own wrist and began feeding her. She sucked his blood like she was already had her fangs and while she was still orgasming he snapped her neck.
They would be together and all Damon had to do was wait till she woke up and let her feed.
*I'll l’amour toi forever* Damon thought as he gently laid Elena on the couch. *I'll shout it to the world, nothing ou no one can keep my mouth shut. You're my always and my eternity*.
THE END!!
Midnight by LJ Smith
