A/N: I don't mean to anger anyone, but really, truly, this will be Damon/Elena. There IS some Stefan and Elena stuff, too, though, so be forewarned. It's mostly this first chapter. Trust me, I dislike them together as much as the next Damon lover, but this was just a part of my story. I was building up to the actual Delena.

Elena and Stefan giggled quietly as they came through the front door of Stefan's house. She went up on her tippy toes to kiss him and smiled, uncontrollably happy. They had just had an amazing night at the grill, laughing and hanging with friends. She'd slyly suggested they come back to the mansion to keep the night going. He agreed, and they shared a secret smile only lovers could. His green eyes glittered in anticipation. It couldn't have been greater than Elena's though, she felt like it had been forever since they'd had a moment to themselves. Or a night, for that matter. Her arms secured around his shoulders and she pressed herself as close as she could and held him tight. She didn't ever want to let him go.

But Stefan would always be stronger, and he easily untangled himself. Elena pouted. He kissed her on her forehead. "I'm just going to make sure Damon isn't here." Then he was gone in a split second, thanks to vampire speed. She sighed.

"Aww, look at the love birds." Elena spun around and glared at Damon, who was leaning against the door they'd just come through. He was wearing his characteristic black leather jacket and bad boy smirk. "I can't help but notice it seemed a bit luke-warm between you two. No trouble in paradise, I hope?" Elena looked behind her for Stefan. "Don't worry, he's currently-" Damon cocked his head. "Checking the top floor, and thanks to his disgusting diet, has very poor hearing."

"There's nothing wrong with our relationship, Damon." She said, coolly.

"You mean it's always like that?" He cringed.

Elena, a little insulted, insisted, "There's nothing wrong with it!"

Damon laughed. "If you ever decide it could get a little more exciting…you should know: he likes to have his ear bitten."

Elena's jaw dropped. She was about to ask him how he knew about his brother's sexual likes and dislikes, but she saw his eyes shift to a spot over her shoulder. She didn't see anything as she turned around, but when she turned back, Damon wasn't there anymore and the door was open.

"Was that Damon?" Elena jumped as she heard Stefan and felt his hand at her back. She turned to face him. He smiled softly and she smiled back. "Sorry," they both said at the same time, and then they both gave a little laugh after. "So, was it?"

"Yeah, but he left." Elena gestured towards the door.

"He didn't say anything to you, did he?" Stefan frowned and put her face in his hands.

"Typical Damon greeting. Then he left so he could have the last word." Elena shrugged. "But I'm more interested in you right now." She put her hands over the ones he held against her face.

He smiled and swept her off her feet, carrying her as a husband would to his room. He didn't use vampire speed, because he didn't want her to get dizzy.

Once there, he carefully placed her on the bed and she half-reclined on her elbows as he slowly climbed over her. They breathlessly started kissing. He went soft and slow. He let his fingers trail down her back and deftly unhooked her bra.

Their clothes slowly slipped off and he teased her nipples with soft pinches and light kisses. She cried out and tugged at his short brown hair. He smiled, pleased at her moans, and started to suck gently on her neck. She pressed every part she could closer to him, itching to find release in any possible way. When their bare chests met she gave a cry of delight and rubbed her nipples back and forth against him. She covered his shoulders, neck, and face with quick, fiery kisses, but he kept it at a slow pace, purposefully moving his mouth down her neck to suck one of nipples ever slowly.

She gasped and pressed closer so he would do it harder, but he kept it slow and maddening. She would have begged him to go faster, harder, but she didn't think she could draw enough breath. She needed all she had for gasping.

Elena, deciding to mimic him, started sucking slowly on his neck. As she moved up, she reached the tender soft spot behind his ear. She sucked softly. He started breathing quicker and his hands moved down her sides and behind to hold her butt. She moved her lips to take his earlobe into her mouth. He shuddered against her and pressed himself close. Her lips and tongue slid up against his ear just a bit. He groaned and his fingers tightened and became more urgent as he moved his hands up the curve of her ass to her waist, only to stroke back down again until he grasped her thighs. With him kneading her on, she nibbled his ear a bit. With another groan he opened her thighs and caressed her slightly open lips with a frenzied hand. She smiled against his ear, and with no warning, bit down hard.

With a hoarse shout, he pushed her thighs wide open and dove into her. Relentlessly rocking into her, he gave small groans of pleasure. She attempted to reach his ear again to make him pump faster, but then he reached down and stroked her clit, causing her to instantly cry out as she exploded. Her nails dug into his shoulders as the shockwaves rippled through her. She gasped his name out.

He came as she tightened around him. Still riding her wave, Elena slammed her hips up and down as she came, which made him throw back his head and cry out, "Elena!" right before he collapsed on top of her, his sweaty body pinning her down as he lay for a few minutes. Before he climbed off her, he looked into her eyes and said, "I love you."