The Salvatore house, besides the usual two, was empty like it normally was. Elena and Damon sat on the couch in front of the fireplace, silence filled the room. They almost barely got to just sit and be quiet with each other, so they savored the moment. Damon sat, almost in a trance while he watched the flames build, crackle. Elena's back was against Damon's chest, reading a Cosmopolitan magazine which she really only read for the sex tips, that usually came in handy most of the time, or all the time. An article caught her eye and she quickly took to it. It was titled "A - Z of Kinky". It was an alphabet of common kinky sex habits with each letter.

"Oooh.." She hummed as she skimmed down the page. Damon turned his head to her, the noise was soft but it couldn't have been louder to him.

"What?" he asked, leaning his chin on her shoulder and sneaking a look of the page she was so drawn to. He chuckled, "So this is where you've learned how to be amazing in bed? I should thank..." his voice trailed off for a second as he grabbed the magazine, keeping the page open but flipping over to the cover. "...Cosmopolitan."

Elena rolled her eyes, but when she felt his lips on her shoulder, giving her a cute reassuring kiss that he was just kidding, she sighed. She knew he could be a sarcastic ass but he always made up for it.

"Hey, I'll have you know I take this stuff very seriously. Don't forget this gave me some great tips on how to give YOU those mind blowing orgasms that, might I remind you, I give you so well. Who cares where I got them from?" she replied, throwing her head back on his chest and flashing her cute little smile.

He raised his eyebrows at her words, "Oh yeah? Like what?". Elena dropped her head back down to her magazine so he wouldn't see her now bright red cheeks. That was one question she just couldn't answer. She cleared her throat, "That's for me to know and you to.. not know"

Damon smirked. "Well, if you take them as seriously as you say, why don't we try, uh.." he paused, overlooking the page again and coming to a stop on one he found quite pleasing, "Nipple clamps."

Elena sat up and turned to him. "You're not serious?" she blurted out. She was confused, but at the same time kind of aroused that he was actually suggesting this. Not to mention for him to fall on the same letter that just a few minutes before she was oogling at..

"Why not? Apparently they," he paused again, mockingly reading off the description, "give sensation in a wide range of intensity". He pursed his lips and raised his eyebrows as he turned back to her. Elena couldn't help but smile, as much as she tried not to.

"In fact," he pulled himself off the couch and headed for the kitchen. A bit of clashing and clanging and he came back out with a big round bowl in his hands. "Why don't we try all of them? We can write them down and put them in here. Make a game out of it."

Elena's eyes darted from the bowl, back to his face, and then back down to the magazine in her hands. She glanced at the article again and laughed, "It says we should do this on weekend. Every weekend we come back and pick one and take turns doing them."

Damon sat down on the couch beside her and smirked. "Okay, how about this. Whoever's turn it is, the other has to do it, and they can't stop them".

Elena nodded and nuzzled herself into the crook of Damon's neck, nipping at the smooth skin and then pulling away. Damon sighed, "This is gonna be a long 26 weekends"

"Starting now," she whispered, dragging her fingers under his chin, pulling him towards her as she leaned in and pressing a soft kiss to his lips. Damon kept his eyes on her as she pulled her shirt over her head and threw it on the floor, unable to look away. "You should probably go to that sex shop around the corner, huh?" her exposed breasts jiggling away as she pinched her nipples and moaned softly, teasing him.

Damon could feel the erection in his pants growing, he jumped up and made his way to the door without a second thought. Well, other than Elena's boobs jiggling in his face.

"Don't forget your wallet!" she shouted, trying to hold back her laughter. He shook his head and quickly patted the sides of his pants checking his pockets, thankfully finding it in the left one. Did he really forget where it was? Of course he did.

The door shut behind him and Elena kicked up her shirt from the floor and tip toed her way to the staircase, leaving it at the bottom and continuing her way up. A few more steps and she let her shorts fall. A few more and she took her underwear off and spiraled it over the railing. When she got to the top she kicked her socks in the hallway.

A trail of her clothes up the stairs for him to follow when he got back home. She made her way into their bedroom, sprawling out naked on their bed.

At this point she wasn't sure if showing him that article was a good or bad idea, but she was going to find out soon. And that was just as exciting to her.

She lay there enjoying the moment before a few minutes later she heard the front door slam shut and footsteps up the stairs. Wow, that was fast.

Damon walked in the bedroom twirling her underwear around his finger in one hand and a small bag with things clashing around in the other. He took admiration to the beautiful naked woman laying in his bed before snapping her underwear into the palm of his hand and walking over to her.

Setting the bag down he took two clamps out and pulled himself up on the bed and settled infront of her. They locked eyes on each other for a brief moment before Damon leaned down and took each of her nipples into his mouth and sucked on them. As he clamped the hardened buds and looped the chain through to connect them, Elena let out a small moan against her will.

Damon smirked, taking out one final clamp from the bag. Elena's face went red.

"But.. I don't have any more nipples" She raised her eyebrows, her heart racing.

"I know." Damon replied, both his eyes and the cold metal trailing down her body to another hard bud.

Elena's eyes widened when she caught on to what he was planning.

"Damon, no!" she squealed, slamming her legs shut. "That wasn't part of the agreement"

He chuckled, placing his hands on Elena's knees, "Maybe not, but you did agree to not stopping me" continuing to force them open and he moved in closer, making her unable to close her legs. "My turn, my rules Elena."

A huge grin crossed her face at his words, "Oh Damon, those words are gonna bite you so hard."

"As long as it's you doing the biting."

He shoved her underwear into her mouth and demanded she keep it there. So far so good.

The clamp snapped down on her clit and Elena screamed, the somewhat gag now muffling her sounds as Damon looped the remaining bit of chain through the last one so they were all connected.

He slid his hand to the middle of Elena's stomach, grabbing the part of the chain where everything meets, pulling them upwards, the clamps with it.

"You misbehave, I pull".

Elena's terrified face had soon faded into an aroused one as the sensations now rushing through her body from the clamps had her moaning without even being touched yet.

At this moment Damon couldn't have been happier that he wasn't wearing a belt today. He unzipped his jeans and pushed them off, not only of him but the bed, revealing the monster that had been suffocating in it's prison.

Damon stroked his hard member against her core and her whole body twitched. Her senses were heightened now, she was no stranger to pain.

This was going to be fun.

Foot in mouth, Damon!

It will be fun indeed.

I've already written a few more chapters for this, but here's the first one!

I'm going to be writing more of this, so let me know what you think and if I should keep going!

Ideas are most definitely welcomed.

My friend Anna gave me this idea and I think I could have a lot of fun with it.

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