February 13, 2015: Favorite DEX Scene - 4x08
“What’s that face?”
I really don’t have a favorite DEX scene. I love them all equally, for different reasons. So this was a tough choice.
But I decided on their first morning after because I’ve watched it a few dozen more times than the others.
And because it’s something entirely unique to them. A scene only they have ever been given on this show.
An explicit one. A sex scene with no reservations, that pushes the boundaries of the very network on which it airs.
A viciously beautiful combination of love and lust woven in between Caroline and Stefan’s continued interruptions about the sire bond.
Which somehow doesn’t detract from how much I adore this particular round of DEX. I actually think Caroline and Stefan’s misconceptions about the situation only add to what’s really happening between Damon and Elena.
While the burn of raw passion and desire is the focus here, set to the spine tingling background song of Eyes On Fire, there’s a clear undercurrent of love present in this exchange.
They’d been fighting the pressure of barely controlled tension for too long. During their first night in 4x07, they had to release that pent up frustration. It was all about letting go and finally breaking down all barriers between them.
This is different. This is not a frenzy. They aren’t letting go this time.
They’re savoring each other. It’s slow. Lazy. They’re reveling in their post-consummation bliss. In the glory of finally being on the same page emotionally. In the happiness they bring each other.
This is an example of how comfortable they are together. Of how natural this is for them, as if it was something they’d been doing for years rather than hours.
Damon and Elena complement each other in every way. And that is never more obvious than in this physical interaction. They are like two flames that have merged into one magnificent blaze.
They are one here. It’s not just sex. It’s love. It’s true intimacy.
It’s their understanding manifesting itself with their bodies, with their touches and kisses and secret smiles.
It’s the way they hold nothing back, the way they don’t try to keep things gentle and sweet and pure.
They give each other everything. They start slow and sensual, building up their ever present tension to a fever pitch, only to come together with the force of an atomic bomb. With Elena clutching Damon’s back so tightly she draws blood. With Damon not even bothering to remove the shirt of his that she’s wearing before he takes her with a single minded purpose.
With a damn mutual orgasm. Because of course they would climax at the same time. Shared soul and all that.
They’re the same person. Two halves of a whole.
Two sparks that came together in their typically passionate fashion to create something they were always meant to be.
An untamable fire. The kind that has fueled their entire relationship from the get.
The kind that ensured their love would burn brighter than the sun, sire bond be damned.