Endless Summer - Vampire Diaries Fanfiction

Chapter Seventeen

I hopped in my car, driving to the boarding house. By the time I realized I should've texted Damon back, I was already driving and didn't want to crash.

I arrived at the boarding house, seeing Stefan in the kitchen. 

"Ellie! I'm so glad you're okay." He hugged me. "Damon is upstairs, be careful walking in. He made a pretty big mess last night when you didn't come home."

I nodded, heading up to Damon's room. I opened the door slowly, seeing glass and pieces of Ceramic all over the floor. He broke his light and his lamp on his end table. The wood in the wardrobe was splitting due to what looked like a punch mark, and there were many holes in his wall. His bedsheets were on the floor, his clothes were scattered all over the room.

"Dam?" I said quietly. Damon vamp sped over to me

"Ellie, oh my god, I'm so glad-" He started, but I pulled him into a hug. 

"It's okay, Damon. I understand. You care about me. I care about you too. I'm sorry for disappearing all night. I wasn't thinking." He pulled out of the hug and kissed me gently, holding my face with his soft hands.

I held onto his wrists, looking at his blue eyes after our kiss. "Let's clean up this room, okay?" Damon nodded. I bent down picking up shards of ceramics that used to be his lamp. I picked up a particularly sharp piece and cut my finger, to which Damon sped over, grabbing it. 

"Babe, it's fine, it's just a bit of blood."

The veins under his eyes appeared as he looked at me for permission to drink. I nodded slightly.

He brought the small cut up to his mouth, sucking the blood out.  

"You can have more, if you'd like," I told him, offering my wrist to him. 

He grabbed it, biting into it and drinking. It hurt a bit, but I sort of liked the pain.

He pulled away, not wanting to drink too much because he didn't want to hurt me. 

I looked at him. 

"This room will get cleaned up later." He said, grabbing my face and kissing me roughly. I could taste some of my own blood, but I didn't care. His lips were soft. 

He picked me up, laying me on the bed. He moved down to my neck, kissing it softly. His hands ran up and down my curves. I moaned slightly as he kissed my sweet spot. I pulled his head up to meet his eyes. 

"Dam, I've never done this before." I told him.

"Do you want me to stop?"

"No, no, don't stop." I said. He kissed my neck, tugging at my shirt. I pulled my shirt up over my head, revealing my black lacy bra. He pulled away, looking at my body. I saw him lick his lips as he went back down to kiss my stomach lightly, playing with my breast. 

He came back up to kiss me again. While I kissed his soft lips, I pulled his shirt over his head, revealing his toned body. I rubbed my hands up and down his abs. He grabbed me, flipping me over quickly and grabbing my ass through my leggings. 

We continued to makeout before Damon unclipped my bra and flipping me back over. He pulled my leggings down, eager for more. He pulled my underwear down, opening my legs and kissing my inner thigh. The cold air against my heat left me wanting more. Damon looked back up at me. "Are you sure?" He asked. 

"Yes, please, keep going," I begged. Damon rubbed a finger over my folds, teasing me.

"Don't be such a tease." I told him. He leaned forward, placing a kiss right above my clit. He began to suck on my clit lightly as he pushed a finger into me. I moaned softly.

He sped up his pace, adding another finger. I was so close to my release before he stopped. He stood up, unbuckling his pants. He pushed his jeans down, revealing his bulge through his underwear. I sat up, placing my hands on his hips. He pulled his underwear down as his member shot up, hitting his chest. I grabbed it, stroking up and down slowly. He grabbed my head, pushing it down, silently asking me to put it in my mouth. I did so, licking the tip. 

"Ellie, please," He said, pushing my head a little bit more. I took his full length into my mouth, moving my head up and down slowly. I sped up a bit, using my hand to play with whatever my mouth couldn't. I could hear Damon moaning quietly, which encouraged me until he grabbed my head, pulling out and pushing me back down on the bed. 

He spread my legs, lining up his tip with my entrance. He pushed it in slowly, and damn, it hurt.

He gave me a minute to adjust before thrusting in and out. He went sloppily at first before finding a good pace and speeding up occasionally. I reached my hand down to rub my clit slowly as he had one hand on my boob, the other on my hip, thrusting in and out.

I couldn't suppress my moans as the pleasure was too much for my body to handle. His grunts began to send me over my limit, the knot in my stomach beginning to form.

"Oh, fuck, Damon," I moaned.

"Sh, baby, I know. You're so fucking tight." He said to me. 

"Go faster," I begged. He obeyed, speeding up the pace.

The knot in my stomach tightened as I began to prepare for my climax.

"Shit, Damon, I'm gonna come," I moaned. 

His thrusts began to get sloppy as he started to reach his peak. 

"Fuck, baby, I'm gonna-" He stuttered as I could feel him fill me up. I released at the same time, my back arching and my body shaking. Damon thrusted into me a couple more times, fulfilling his peak, before pulling out and flopping down on the bed next to me. 

We both laid there, panting, catching our breaths. 

"That was... wow." I panted. 

"I know," Damon said, rolling onto his side. I rolled onto mine as well, looking at him. I leaned in, kissing him. 

We laid there for a bit more, before both of us gained the energy to stand up and put on some clothes.

I put on my underwear and one of Damon's tees, Damon just putting on some sweats. We spent the next couple of hours cleaning up Damon's mess, picking up shards, patching holes, moving out the wardrobe, and Damon compelling someone to go buy him a new wardrobe. Afterwards, Damon and I sat on the couch, talking.