Elena closed her eyes and let the feeling of contentment and relaxation wash over her. Damon could have this effect on her, as much as he enraged and hurt her sometimes, she felt safe in his presence. Blue eyes was the last she saw before she fell in a very deep sleep, woken up hours later by the sun shining through the window. She could feel his presence, smell him, her heartbeat accelerated; she opened her eyes and looked at Damon. He was still fast asleep looking peaceful and innocent handsome. Her eyes didn t linger too long on his face but travelled down his bare muscular chest, perfectly toned abs and the bulge in his pants. Nice size she thought and got startled by Damon clearing his throat. Do you like what you see? he smirked at her with his irresistible smile. Um was all Elena could get out, blushing. Thought so. Damon replied. Their eyes connected and neither of them could pull away. It was like an electric current flowing through them, the air between them charged with energy. Elena thought of the Founders Day Ball, their dance and how the almost touch intensified her longing for the touch itself so it became almost impossible to endure. Right now so close to him, not touching, seeing his deep blue eyes, his perfect body, experiencing his irresistible smell almost too much to bear. Damon could hear Elena s racing heartbeat, feel her rise in body temperature and smell her arousal. It caught him completely off guard and the throbbing in his pants became almost audible to him. Nothing was spoken, both of them were afraid that once the invisible line between them was crossed, they would be completely consumed by the energy they felt. The need for each other and the sexual tension accumulated over months made it nearly impossible to breath. They came to an unspoken agreement, they saw it in each other s eyes, now was not the time or place to be consumed in something they both had no idea where it would take them. Without breaking the eye contact Damon slowly unzipped his jeans. Elena could see the uncertainty in his eyes as if he would wait for the scream and run. It didn t come and Damon s expression got puzzled. Elena matched his action with taking off her top and displaying firm and nicely shaped breasts. She could hear Damon sucking in a big gulp of air that he technically did not need. The room between them seemed to sizzle with anticipation. Damon reached down to hold the length of his erection firmly in one hand and started stroking evenly. He watched her caressing her breasts and her hands wandering down to the wetness in her shorts. They both watched each other while trying to achieve some sort of relief in an impossible situation. It didn t take long for both of them to climax simultaneously completely lost in the depths of their unleashed emotions. Damon was the first one to speak: That was interesting. He said in a hoarse voice. He cleaned himself up, bend over to Elena s side of the bed, kissed her on the top of her head and turned around to leave. Damon hesitated and turned back towards Elena, now smirking. It was Elena s turn to look puzzled. Without saying a word Damon picked up Elena s hand off the covers looked at her in an investigating way and put the fingers with her remaining wetness in his mouth and licked them clean. Elena s expression changed from puzzled to shocked and embarrassed. As Damon was finished he laughed and said: I always had a particular fondness for the taste of body fluids, maybe it s a vampire thing. His expression became affectionate You taste as irresistible as you smell. The moving curtains were the last Elena saw of Damon, he vanished without saying anything else. Elena stared out of the window and whispered: I don t think interesting quite covers it.