A/N: Thanks to my best friend's fiancee for helping me out with some writer's block for this chappie, and for giving me a good idea that I will soon turn into a one-shot.

Thank you guys for reponding to this story! I hope you like the outcome! (Heh. Pun fully intended.)

Chapter 11

"What the fuck, Damon?" Elena sat up on her elbows and glared at the vampire between her spread legs.

"Now, Elena. That's not the expletive I'm looking for." He grinned wickedly.

Keeping his blue eyes on her darkened brown ones, he lightly kissed the inside of her thight and she gasped. His eyes moved to her dripping core and he mock pouted.

"So needy…" He bent his head down and flicked his tongue back and forth over her clit, causing Elena to bite down on her lip forcefully.

FuckShitGodDammit! was the mantra playing in her head right now.

Damon swiftly pulled back and slid up her body, his lips now pressed her her ear. "Get up on your knees."

He sat back on his knees to give her room to do so. As she slowly and shakily rolled over and moved up in the position he wanted, Damon gently wrapped his hand around his aching shaft. He worked himself up, then gradually slowed, pacing himself so he didn't lose control too quickly.

When Elena steeled herself by gripping his headboard, Damon gracefully shifted his body to position himselfbehind her, sliding a single finger into her wet heat, then back out.

Let the real teasing begin. He thought wickedly.

Alaric drove out to the woods with Stefan. Stefan of course knew where the druggies hung out. No one in sight. Good. Maybe Sherriff Forbes finally issued a curfew because of the "animal attacks." Not likely, but it didn't hurt to hope.

"Are you sure Jeremy isn't really with some friends of his?" Alaric asked.

"Think about it, Rick." Stefan said. "What friends does Jeremy even have anymore?"

Alaric sighed. "So do we keep looking?"

"I don't know. I don't think so. If he doesn't show up by tomorrow night…"

They pulled back onto the road and after a few minutes of silence, Alaric said.

"Wanna get a drink?"

Stefan looked taken back by his offer, but accepted. He checked his phone. It was 1:15 A.M. Surely Elena would stay asleep before he got back.

"Damon!" She cried out in frustration. He had been stalling, the only part of him touching her was his lips on her back.

She felt him straighten up and held back a breath. Please, please, please!

Damon gripped his cock and slid it between her legs, hearing Elena moan and spread them wider for him. He ran inover her lower lips again and again, letting her juices cover him before he just barely pushed forward.

Elena's whole body tightened feeling his head slip inside. "Yesss…!" She immedialtely pushed her hips back, but, thanks to his supernatural speed, she never got to feel anymore of his length inside.

"Ah, ah, ah, Elena." Damon's voice rang out chidingly. He bent down and leaned his hard abs press agaisnt the soft skin of her back and whispered, "If you don't beg for my cock deep inside of you by the time I come, you win."

She nodded, gritting her teeth. She was going to win this, dammit! But she also knew that vampires were excellent at controlling their libido, so who knows how long this will take, and she was already needy to the point to pain.

"How's Elena been?"

"Fine." Stefan shrugged. "All things considered, she's coping really well."

Alaric nodded and took a sip of his whiskey.

"I mean, she gets a little…agitated at times…" He said, thinking about when they were in bed earlier tonight. "But that might be because she's frustrated with Damon."

Alaric nearly spit his drink all over the place and began coughing.

"You alright?"

"Yeah," he nodded and gave one last cough. "This shit burns like a bitch when it goes down the wrong pipe." He made a face and set the glass on the bar.

Damon slid in, inch by tantilizing inch, and as soon as she finally felt full of him, he pulled out. She hated him. Absolutely loathed this man.

Damon's panting became heavier. His game had been going on for almost 40 mintues and he now felt as though he would explode. Literally.

Time to move, he thought, desperately trying to hang onto his control.

"Stay on your knees." He crawled up beside Elena (Good thing his bed was so massive.), and kneeled in front of her. His cock, slickened with her juices and his own pre-cum, stood straight up, hard as a rock right before Elena's mouth.

She licked her lips and surged forward to taste him and he immediately pulled back out of her lips' reach, grinning. She narrowed her eyes at him. He may be a vampire, but he was still a man.

She smiled shyly up at him through her lashes. "Damon…" She cooed, and had to bite her lip from grinning seeing the cocky smirk immediately fall from his face. "Let me taste you." She said as softly and innocently as she possibly could.

She licked her lips dramatically and slowly reached a hand up to grasp him, circling the head with her thumb, still keeping her innocent face and tone. "Let me feel your come slide down my throat, Damon…"

That did it. She could see it in his eyes. She'd won.

Fuck! That was Damon's only comprehensible thought as he thrust his length into his girls hot, wet mouth. Elena immediately stroked him with one hand, her lips and tongue working him with such force he shuddered. She steadied herself on her other hand and let the hand that was stroking him slide down and lightly squeeze his ballsack.

"Fuck! ELENA!" He exclaimed and shot his hot come into her mouth as quickly as she was swallowing his release.

Breathing heavily, his eye focused on her, and more imprtantly, the triumphant smirk on her lips.

She'd won.

A/N: Heehee this chapter was fun, but I think the next was is going to be even better! :D The next chapter is going to be kind of inspired by "Heaven's On Fire" By KISS!