Call me and I'll come

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Note: I have to thank bibi 13ca for helping me with this! Love ya for putting up with me… This is my first attempt at writing smut so I hope you like it! R&R please:* Enjoy!

Elena was home, thinking about everything that happened lately…how Damon has changed in these couple of months. He has become a better man and he was worthy of her friendship or maybe even more than only that.

She got out of the bathroom dressed in her blue pj's - The ones that Damon likes. Why did I even think about that? I'm so screwed! And now I talk like him! Great… She stepped into the bedroom and saw the vampire itself standing on the bed. She let out a sigh and he turned his head towards her. Their eyes locked and she got lost in the depths of his blue eyes. Damon smiled at her – a genuine smile, not one of his trademark smirks and she couldn't help but smile back.

"Hi" her voice was soft and they had another one of their 'stare at each other' moments as it had often happened over the last few weeks.

"Hi there stranger… Miss me today?" Damon smirked at her and she rolled her eyes.

"Yeah… you didn't miss much, only Stefan acting all villainy again." She gave him a weak smile and he returned it briefly.

"Hmm… Speaking of my little brother…" he was about to tell her that Stefan threw a punch at him when she interrupted him.

"Damon… I told Stefan about the kiss." She just blurted out and she studied his face carefully – he already knew.

"I know, believe me… my brother made it pretty clear that he knows." He shrugged and stood up, studying her from head to toe. She realized that she was only wearing shorts and a tank top and she felt her cheeks heat up knowing that his eyes were roaming over her body.

"All dressed up for bed I see…" he was a few feet away and still looking at her. She blushed looking away from his intense gaze. When their eyes finally met, it was easy for Damon to read the passion in Elena's eyes that he knew was hiding in his blue irises as well. It was that kind of passion that made her golden-brown eyes shine with emotion.

Elena looked away, trying to hide her feelings again. But he came closer and when he was just an inch away from her angelic face, she looked up at him, his eyes captivating hers and the rest of the world just faded away. Damon reached out to brush a strand of hair out of her face and she gasped at the contact.

"You know, Elena, I used to like these pj's… but right now I'm pretty sure they'd look better off." He was trying to be funny, but the sexual tension between the two of them was pretty thick. Elena looked up at him and smirked – did she just smirk at ME? That's my trademark, but I don't give a damn…that smirk looks fucking HOT on her! He was talking to himself and that probably wasn't a good sign, but his inner voice just had to point out the obvious.

"Really Damon? Yesterday I told you not to kiss me and now you're telling me to get naked. Don't look now but Damon Salvatore is needy!" she purred the last word and he could feel his body responding to the sound of her voice.

"You sure are brave to stand in front of a sex crazed vampire in those revealing little pj's and that sexy smirk – which by the way I take full credit for…" she smiled and he couldn't help it. He brushed his finger on her bottom lip just as she was about to speak.

"I learned from the best! And if we're talking inappropriate clothing… you are a bit overdressed." She couldn't stop herself from saying those words. She knew that she shouldn't push their conversation down that road, but she couldn't help it.

It was dangerous and exciting to talk like that with a vampire, especially Damon Salvatore, but Elena knew that deep down she wanted at least to talk to him like that every day. Damon smirked at her words and decided to fool around a little bit. It was good to see her smile and they deserved that after the shitty day they had both had.

"Well… as long as you can pay up I can give you your own private little show." He wiggled his eyebrows and smirked as he took off his leather jacket slowly and tossed it on the bed. She smiled again and he could see her eyes darken, tendrils of liquid lust swirling in the depths of her chocolate brown eyes.

"Damon…" she whispered his name and he stepped closer to her, invading her personal space once again. He traced her jaw line with his fingers, barely brushing her skin and she leaned her face into his palm, closing her eyes and getting lost in the feeling of rightness that his touch brought.

"Elena…Open your eyes." Damon whispered, wanting to see that fire burning in her brown eyes. He had to see that she wanted him as much as he wanted her. The moment she opened her eyes, he pressed their bodies together, his lips so close to hers that when he spoke, his breath hit her skin, his lips lightly grazing hers.

"Is it right to kiss you now?" He knew it was stupid to ask that because they both knew the answer.

"Yes…" she whispered and then he crushed his lips on hers, loving their softness and the way they fit against his own, like they were made for him. He moved his lips gently against hers, enjoying the fact that they were finally kissing again. Damon traced the outline of her lips with his tongue, wanting more. This is not our first kiss after all and I can sense she is giving into the passion and kissing me back with the same fervor. He could hear her erratic heartbeat and knew she felt the same for him as he did for her.

Elena couldn't think straight. The moment she felt his lips on hers all she could do was enjoy the softness of his lips, his touch burning her flesh. His hand tangled in her hair and she laced her fingers in his raven locks, bringing him closer. When she felt his warm tongue caress her bottom lip she opened her mouth eager to taste him, to really kiss him with all she had. His tongue swept inside her mouth and then found hers and a moan escaped her lips as he placed his other hand on her lower back, pulling her even closer.

Damon's talented tongue worked its magic on her and she let him take full control of the kiss. Her heart was beating so fast that she thought it was going to beat right out of her chest. He moved his hand lower until he reached her curvy ass and grabbed it, making her gasp. Damon realized she still needed to breathe so he trailed kisses down the side of her neck but she cupped his face in her hands.

"I said kiss me…!" She sounded breathless and impatient. He let out a groan and pressed his lips to hers again, only this time kissing her with more passion. Their bodies were pressed together, his hands bringing her closer as she gave into the kiss once more. Elena decided that it was her turn to show him exactly how much she wanted him. She bit his bottom lip hard, earning her a low groan from Damon.

He actually moaned as Elena ran her tongue over the place where she had bit him and then she gently closed her lips over his lower pouty lip, sucking lightly. Damon wanted control again so he licked her upper lip making her open her mouth again and this time his tongue was dancing with hers at a slow pace and that made Elena dizzy. She dug her nails into the back of his neck, only trying to pull him closer.

Elena couldn't even remember her own name and the only thing she could think about was that Damon had every reason to be so damn cocky! He pulled away to nibble at her bottom lip and then he ran his tongue over it and she took advantage and pulled his tongue into her mouth, sucking on it. He let out a groan and she could feel the need for more, his lips devouring hers again.

Damon was so lost in the kiss that he didn't even notice his fangs elongate and Elena accidentally nicked her tongue onto his razor sharp canines. She wanted him to bite her so badly that she traced one of his fangs with her tongue, drawing blood again. Elena moaned as she ran one of her hands down his chest and felt how hard and perfect it was.

She wasn't usually this bold, but Damon made her feel so hot and she couldn't help it. When he felt her hand grazing against his now hard member and the taste of her blood on his tongue made him moan and grip her ass with both his hands lifting her off the ground. She wrapped her legs around his waist when he heard a sound…distant, but still she recognized it as the ring of her phone.

The idiot that dares to interrupt this is dead! Damon thought and he reluctantly put Elena down and growled. Elena was panting, her face was flushed and her feet wobbling as she walked over to her nightstand to answer her phone.

"Hi Care!" Elena was struggling to catch her breath and Damon decided to give her a hard time. His hands circled her waist and he pulled her flush against his body. Her breath hitched and Damon pulled her hair aside and started to kiss down the side of her neck onto her shoulder. Caroline was talking about wanting to come over and Damon heard it all…something about Wolf Boy. If Elena says yes to this I'm really going to kill Blondie…again.

"Caroline… I know, but can we talk tomorrow? I'm tired right now and I just want to go to bed. Well… that's not entirely a lie. Come by in the morning." Damon was listening to the conversation and was relieved when Caroline agreed with Elena and said goodnight.

"Now where were we…?" Damon spun her around in his arms and looked at her intently.

"I was about to tell you that your shirt would really look good on the floor and…" she looked down at him and smiled before continuing.

"Those jeans look painfully tight, don't you think?" Damon looked at her in disbelief and smirked. -What can I say? I like the kind of influence I have on her… She sat cross-legged on the bed, looking at him with a 'fuck me' glare that he couldn't resist.

"Really?" He was unbuttoning his shirt slowly to give her a little show and then threw it on the floor.

"I would have said that it would look good on your hot, naked body, but I guess it needed to come off." He was leaning down to kiss her when he heard Alaric making his way to Elena's bedroom.

"You've got to be kidding me! My buddy Ric's coming to check up on you" he said and he disappeared out the window.

Elena heard Alaric knock on the door and she rushed over to where Damon's shirt was thrown on the floor and quickly threw it into the bathroom. She ran her fingers through her hair and then answered the door. Ric entered her room and she saw the look of concern in his eyes.

"How are you feeling, Elena? I thought I heard Damon's voice. Was he here?"

"Yeah…he came by to check up on me and I'm telling you for the last time, Ric, I'm fine! Stop treating me like I'm about to break! I'm over that, you know?" She was really not in the mood to talk about the day's events with anyone. Alaric understood and he spoke softly.

"I know, Elena. You're the strongest human I know. I'm not worried about you breaking down. I'm just trying to look after you and make Jenna proud, wherever she is." She saw the pain in his eyes. He missed Jenna, she missed her too, but she knew they had to move on.

"I'm sure Jenna is pretty proud of us for fighting vampires and hybrids and all those normal things. You know it's ok that you found someone. You have to move on." Alaric smiled at her before he spoke.

"Yes. I can move on. You know your little speech about moving on…it works both ways." He was talking about her and Stefan and she knew it so she just nodded.

Her phone started buzzing on the nightstand again and she grabbed it and saw she had a text from Damon. She slid that little green puzzle piece into place and opened the text:

"You know…I left without my favorite shirt. It's a bit chilly outside so you better kick Ric out soon if you don't want a 'Twilight wannabe' cold skinned vampire pressed up against your body. Although I'd love to feel your nipples harden against my chest. I can imagine taking one into my mouth and sucking it. If you don't get Ric out of your room now, you better be wearing nothing but my shirt when I come back…"

She looked up and saw that Alaric was still there and he was looking at her with knowing eyes as he grinned.

"What's Damon texting you about? Talk about intuition…

"Just making sure I get some sleep…" She wasn't a good liar, but Ric didn't seem to care, he just nodded, said goodnight and finally got out.

Damon was inside her bedroom the instant her door closed.

"I was thinking… since you seem to be very attached to your phone over here… I think we should put it to good use." He waggled his eyebrows and Elena was just staring at him, not getting the point. He let out a low chuckle and decided to enlighten her.

"Phone sex…Elena" She looked a bit shocked but smiled.

"You want to have phone sex? We didn't even have sex- sex yet… besides, I presume that in order to have phone sex you need to be in separate rooms. Am I right?" She was looking at him expecting a reply.

"Oh, don't be such a prude, kitten! I'm going to be at the Boarding House and you'll stay here." She gave him a look of disbelief and he continued.

"Trust me, I'd love to stay here, but I'm really starting to like this new idea more. Come on, Elena, live a little!" He was doing the famous 'eye thing' as she calls it and he even pouted a little.

"You know you can't resist my charm, Elena."

"Fine… You win this time, but you'll have to make it up to me. You know…you never finished your little show…" she gestured towards his shirt and he remembered that she was supposed to be wearing it.

"I thought I told you to wear that!" He strode over to where the shirt was and picked it up and then he turned and smiled at her intently. She couldn't take her eyes off his naked torso.

"Like what you see?" He smirked at her and she just nodded slowly and licked her lips involuntary.

"I showed you mine… now you show me yours." Elena stood up, taking a few steps and nullified the distance between them. Damon reached out and pulled the strap of her top aside then lightly kissed her shoulder. Her pulse was quickening and he could smell her blood rushing to all her erogenous places. He moved his kisses to her neck and licked her soft, creamy skin. He pulled away looking at her and handed her his shirt so she could change.

"Go get changed. I want to see you in this before I jerk off over the phone." She opened her eyes wide at his choice of words.

"Ass!" He almost laughed at her 'excuse of an insult' and casually replied:

"If you're talking about my SEXY ass, all I have to say is- Yes, I know I have one HOT piece of ass" He smirked at her again and she giggled.

"NO, I was saying you are an ass!" He chuckled, thinking that he can go on like this forever… His 'Damon humor' was awesome and he had an endless stock of snarky commentaries.

"I sure am a SEXY ASS vampire," and with that she started laughing and he thought he has never heard a more beautiful sound in his life.

"You're impossible!" She turned towards the bathroom and he shouted after her:

"Impossibly adorable you mean," Giggling, she closed the door but he still heard the sound of her shorts and tank top hitting the floor and after a few moments she walked out of the bathroom, her small frame covered in his black shirt. She didn't button up the shirt all the way so he had a pretty good view of her tempting olive skin.

Elena looked like she belonged in a fashion magazine or on a damn billboard! Damon couldn't take his eyes off of her. She noticed that and came closer, smirking at him. He had to keep in mind that he came up with this idea and he had to go before Elena decides to cancel their naughty little plan.

"Elena…you're making this a bit hard to resist." She smiled and came up with her own set of snarky commentaries.

"I'd say more like it makes you really hard." He couldn't believe how turned on he was by only the sight of her in his shirt and the sound of her voice. He really had to go.

"It's time to start our little game, kitten!" He walked over to her and kissed her quickly and jumped out the window, running full vampire speed towards the Boarding House.

Not even 5 minutes later Elena's phone started ringing. She knew it was Damon and she was nervous. But-hey this is Damon Salvatore we're talking about- hot as hell, messy dark hair, blue-eyed vampire. He was practically walking sex, so she had nothing to worry about. She was still wearing his shirt, she loved the feeling of silk against her skin and his scent surrounding her was making her dizzy.

"Hello Elena… ready to start our little game?" His voice sounded great and even if he wasn't there next to her she felt shivers run down her spine. She managed to mutter a breathless 'yes' before he started talking again.

"Don't be nervous, kitten. I promise you'll enjoy this! Now tell me… are you ready to cum for me?" At the sound of his husky voice and his words she shivered and let out a heavy breath. She was sure this was going to be interesting.

"Yes, Damon" She found out that her voice was hoarse and she took a deep breath to calm down and cleared her throat.

"Good. Just close your eyes and imagine I'm there in front of you. Focus on my voice and do what I tell you to do, okay?" She closed her eyes, put her phone on speaker and did as he said, focused on his voice she whispered "Yes…"

"Start by caressing your cheek and then your full lips. Gently move your fingers across your bottom lip and suck the finger inside your mouth." As he said the words she did exactly that. She pulled her finger out of her mouth with a popping sound and heard him saying the exact words she was thinking.

"Now trace a wet trail down your neck until you reach your breasts and cup one in your hand. Start massaging it and then flick your thumb over your nipple then bring it in between your fingers and twirl from right to left. Think about my mouth closing over your nipple, my tongue lapping at it. I nibble it and then suck it into my mouth." Hearing Damon's velvety voice saying that whilst her hand was working her breast made her moan and she could practically see him smirk.

"Oh God, Damon!"

"Yes, baby. You like that, uh? I'm gonna make you scream my name, Elena. I could make you cum so hard that you'll pass out. I'm so hard for you, Elena. Press your breasts together and imagine my dick sliding back and forth between them."

She did that and another breathy moan escaped her lips. She was so turned on ... she never thought 'phone-sex' could be so…sexy, but here she was all hot and bothered, her pussy soaked and needy and her body was trembling in search of some sort of release.

"Yes, Damon! You're so hard and I want to taste you. Wrap my lips around your cock, lick it up and suck on it until you cum into my mouth. I'll swallow every drop." It was Damon's turn to moan at her sexy words. He never thought she could talk like that.

"God, Elena! You're so fucking hot when you talk dirty. Spread your legs for me, baby, and move your hand down your perfectly toned abs, imagine my lips leaving a hot, wet trail all the way to your clit. Just use your finger as if it were my longue and go around it, over it; trace small circles around your little bundle of nerves until you're out of breath. Are you wet, Elena? Do I make you wet?" She was moving her fingers over her clit as she moaned again and again. She was so aroused that she thought she might explode.

"Yes. Oh God, Damon, I'm so fucking wet. I need your dick inside me!" She could care less about vocabulary so she just embraced her naughty side.

"Fuck! Elena… Play with yourself, baby! Slide two fingers inside your folds and start moving them in and out; imagine they're mine." How could he be so damn good at this? She felt the heat burning inside her and she brought her other hand to play with her nipples, pinching them and twisting them between her fingers.

"Damon, shit!"

"Yeah, Elena…keep pinching your nipples baby!" She could tell he was jerking off and only the thought of Damon pleasuring himself was intoxicating. She added another finger and started moving faster, hoping for some release. She whispered his name and heard him groan.

"How many fingers are you using? I know they don't compare to the real thing, so press your thumb on your clit and rub it slowly while you move your fingers." She gladly obeyed and the pleasure was increased by three times.

"Damn it, Damon! Three… I'm using 3 fingers!" She couldn't even form a complete sentence and she knew she was close to her release.

"Elena, imagine my dick is entering you fast and hard. I'm pounding into you. FUCK Elena… You're so tight! I am going to take you in so many ways that your head will spin! Add another finger, Elena!" She was so close that she could feel the beginning of her orgasm and with her fingers working in and out of her and her other hand playing with her breast she moaned and tried not to scream.

"Damon! I'm so close… Fuck!"

"That's it! Come for me! Scream my name, Elena! I'm so fucking close!" She heard him moan her name and that was it. She screamed his name as she rode the most intense orgasm of her life listening to Damon screaming her name as he came too. Her body was burning from inside out and she was panting as she enjoyed her orgasm.

Her heartbeat was erratic and her mouth dry. A thin layer of sweat covered her body as she was coming down from her high. She realized her phone was now somewhere behind her back. She had disconnected the call without even realizing. She was about to call Damon when she heard his voice filling her bedroom.

"You should really lock that window. You don't want any unexpected visitors to see you like this." He gestured at her still sweat-covered body and she blushed. He came closer and she could see he still wasn't wearing a shirt. He sat on the bed next to her and pulled her closer to him, holding her in his strong arms.

"I love you, Elena!" He whispered and kissed her forehead. She tilted her head and looked into his oh-so-blue eyes before replying.

"I love you too, Damon!" She pulled him in for a sweet, loving kiss.

"That was amazing, you know? I'm not gonna comment on your cocky attitude ever again," she said and then giggled. He actually laughed at that and she could see he was happy and she loved that look on his face.

"You weren't too bad yourself, kitten." He pulled the covers over their bodies and held her in his arms. She relaxed instantly, she didn't know how tired she really was and now she felt safe and loved enough to sleep. She rested her head on his chest and laced their fingers together as she drifted to sleep with a smile on her lips.

"Goodnight kitten!" Damon whispered softly, relieved that finally they admitted their love.

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