Delena Confessions

“Goodnight!” Derek said 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 camisa 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 topo, início 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 seguinte morning
Elena had just left for school and Damon was cleaning the table, when he heard strange noises.
“Show yourself” he said 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 you again” Damon groaned. “Whatever you’re selling, I’m not buying it”
“I need your help” Derek said nervous.
“Why is that?” Damon said sarcastic.
Derek conjured his cell phone and showed Damon the last few...