Vampire Diaries Elena And Damon Dance Novels & Stories

She gave me a pointed look, arching a brow. “Oh, please, Sienna. I may be old, but I’m not blind. I see the way he looks at you now. And I see the way you try not to look at him. It is something that I'm actually happy about.” I frowned, shifting Isla slightly in my arms as she continued to drink. “Nothing is happening between me and Damon.” Evelyn hummed as if she didn’t believe me. “You’re closer. I like seeing you both this way. It shows me that maybe, just maybe, there's a little hope.”

"If you’re miserable, then my night is finally starting to look up." "Hit me if it makes you feel better! Do whatever you want, but don't leave me like this!" I was beside myself. I started pushing him, hitting him to make him let go. "Let me go! You’re creepy!" "Elena, open your eyes! Damon Lambert is never going to marry you! He’s closing an alliance with the de Rohans right now—he’s just using you for fun before he settles down! You didn't know? He’s about to announce his engagement!"

' Elena quickly interjected as she pulled Oscar closer to herself pretending to have a relationship with him and smiling broadly at Damian. Oscar was quick to wipe the shocked look on his face before Damian could notice. He nodded a greeting to Damian who had now moved his eyes from Elena to him. Oscar fell into character and gently caressed Elena's face and then planted a gentle kiss on her lips. Elena, still wearing her broad smile gritted through her teeth. 'That wasn't necessary.' Oscar ignored her and pulled her into a tighter embrace. Jake and Sheena couldn't wipe the amusement off their faces. They both understood why Elena did what she did. This would be her first meeting with Damian

And I have to pay my father a visit. “So is everything ok?” I asked, faking interest as Damien flashed me a sweet smile. Yes I called him Damien because we’re equals. “Yes,the ball is about to start fully, we’re going to dance I hope my beautiful lady knows her steps?” He asked as I contemplated on saying yes but thought otherwise. “No……I….I… wasn’t thought” I replied as he chuckled and pulled me to the dance floor. The soft music glided along with our steps as we danced gracefully. I could feel the angry stares of vampires and lustful looks from men but none of that is my problem.

Rex spoke softly. "You and Papa..." he added solemnly, causing Elena to fight back tears. Slowly, Elena reached out and grasped his hand. "Damon..." she whispered, tears streaming down her face. "Oh my God, I can't believe this is happening." Elena suddenly stood up, abruptly leaving the bar, with Rex following closely behind. "Elena, Elena," he called out desperately.

He was slightly taller than Kolia, his hair a little lighter, his expression already carrying the sharp edge of someone who expected the world to move the way he wanted. He saw them at once. His gaze locked on their joined hands. “What are you doing with him?” The question came out sharp, almost angry. Young Elena froze. But Kolia did not let go. Damien strode forward and reached for her free arm. “Come on. You’re not supposed to be over here.” Kolia’s voice stayed calm but firm. “She’s with me.” “She’s not.” Damien pulled. “Let go.” The two boys faced each other across young Elena’s small body. Their argument rose quickly,short, heated words that felt too old for their ages. Rivalry already

He reached out, taking the wine glass from my hand and setting it down on the balcony railing behind us. "The past is dead, Elena," Damian growled low in his chest, his hands sliding down to wrap firmly around my hips, lifting me slightly until my eyes were level with his. "There is only now. There is only us." "And what happens now, Mr. Vance?" I asked softly, my hands sliding up his chest, tangling into his hair. "Now..." Damian purred, his lips hovering mere millimeters over mine, sending a wild wave of heat through my entire body, "...we celebrate our victory."

We were right there, on the edge of everything coming off. But then Vivienne’s face flashed in my mind, and Liam’s too. The risk hit me hard. If I pushed Elena away now, after her confession, she might turn against me and I desperately needed her on my side against Damien. I couldn’t lose that. So I slowed it down instead. I spread her legs wider, my fingers rubbing slow circles on her inner thighs, teasing close but not quite there. She moaned, deep and needy. “Damon, please,” she breathed, pulling me into another kiss, deep and hungry. “Don’t tease me. I need you.”

Damien’s hands settled on her hips as she leaned down to kiss him. The kiss started sweet but quickly turned heated. His grip tightened, pulling her closer as their tongues tangled. Elena rocked against him, feeling him harden beneath her. “Inside?” she whispered against his lips. “Too far,” Damien growled. He stood up with her still wrapped around him, carrying her through the back door and straight to the laundry room. The door barely clicked shut before he had her bent over the washing machine, dress pushed up around her waist. He took her hard and fast from behind, one hand covering her mouth to muffle her moans while the other rubbed tight circles on her clit. Elena came quickly, trembl

It felt like a dream sitting at a round table with Noah on my left and Adam on my right. If you ever watched The Vampire Diaries, in an episode called Dangerous Liaisons, the Mikaelson's host a ball where Elena walks in alone dressed in a gold and black gown. She wasn't supposed to be there but neither were her love interests Damon and Stefan Salvatore. They come up along side her, each holding out their arm in a very old school gentlmen like fashion and she puts her arm on Stefan, her first love, and then Damon, the bad brother who she doesn't mean to fall head over heels for.