Elena sat in her usual front row seat of her classes taking notes and tapping her feet as she glanced at the clock. The other students seemed to be giving her space and even Bonnie didn't make another attempt to speak to her. The only one who didn't seem to be wary of Elena's transformation was Stefan. Elena could feel his stare boring into the back of her head. She wanted to whip around and scream at him but she knew she couldn't. Finally the bell rang and she swept all her books into her bag. As she went to jam the last folder inside her bag caught on a chair and papers and pencils went spinning in all directions. She dropped to her knees stuffing them into her bag when she saw a pair of hands pick up a few of her papers. She glanced up and wasn't surprised to see Stefan offering her the papers. She grabbed them without looking at him and stuffed them into her bag crumpling and ripping most of the pages.
"Why the rush?" he said as her went down to the end of the row to grab one packet that had slid halfway across the room.
"I'm meeting Damon but you know that already so why are you even asking?" she said throwing her bag over her shoulder. She grabbed her pencil off the floor as she turned and walked out of the room trying to slam the door behind her but Stefan caught it and followed her out.
"You forgot these." he said rushing behind her and offering the stapled pack of notes.
"Stuff them in my locker." she said not turning around.
"Elena, I need to talk to you." he said catching her arm.
"Stefan, let go of me right now." she said staring up at him. "Or I will drive this pencil through your chest." She looked up at him her eyes on fire. "And when you are on the ground screaming in pain, I will climb into Damon's car and never look back. Now let go." Stefan let go of her staring openmouthed along with a few other students in the hallway. Elena saw several students start to text on their phones but she just sped straight out the door. She ran down the front stairs scanning the parking lot for Damon's car but she didn't see it right away. She started pacing the front of the school looking out onto the street for his car.
"Elena!"
"I don't wanna hear it, Stefan." she said whipping around. "Oh Jeremy, sorry." she said her voice dropping.
"What is up with you today?" he said looking at her.
"Stefan just won't leave me alone and-"
"So you threatened to stake him in front of the entire school? If people figure out he's a vampire they're going to know Damon is s vampire too." He hissed quietly.
"No one is going to figure anything out." She saw Damon's car pull up and she hitched her bag up over her shoulder. "I'll see you around." She ran into the parking lot and into his car.
"What's wrong-"
"Don't." she said. "Just get me to the boarding house."
"Another bad day?" he said pressing the gas pedal down as they sped down the street.
"It was going pretty well until Stefan-" she huffed. "I may have threatened to stab him in the middle of the hallway." Damon looked at her the car slowing slightly. "What? You threaten him all the time!"
"Yeah but I've never heard you threaten anyone with violence." he said. "Are you feeling ok?"
"I just need you." she said. "Please don't make me talk about Stefan."
"You don't have to." he said. They pulled into the driveway of the boarding house and Elena looked over at him.
"Let's get inside." he said. Elena climbed out of the car and Damon leaned into her. She slid her hands under his shirt as she kissed him gently.
"I just want to push everything aside for a while." she said walking into the house as he closed the door behind them.
"I can help with that." he said stroking back her hair and running his hand along her cheek. She closed her eyes breathing deeply as she turned into his palm. She gripped his hand kissing the side of his fingers. She sucked gently on his finger, kissing the tips of his pale fingers. "Do you know what you do to me?"
"Yeah." she said. "Because it's what you do to me." He ran his hands under his jacket.
"This suits you." he said.
"It's what kept me sane most of the day." she said. "Whenever someone gave me one of those disapproving stares I just inhaled and I felt better. Your scent is intoxicating, you know."
"Well I'm sorry but the jacket is coming off." He slid his hands up over her shoulders and pushed it over her back. As it fell to the floor he backed her slowly into the wall. Their usual frantic passion was gone. This was a slow subtle movement she wasn't used to. It was different from the comforting way he had washed her in the shower and soothed her the night she had told Stefan they were over. The way he ran his over her hips and up her back calmed her. She closed her eyes feeling the fire in her chest cool to a dull glow. Damon kissed his way up her neck as she ran her nails down his back she started to feel like the day could be salvaged. Just as she was about to finally let go of her last shreds of fury she heard the door open. She turned over her shoulder her heart racing in panic sure she would see Katherine. Instead she saw Stefan pushing his way in the door.
"What are you doing here?" she said still clinging to Damon.
"Well this is my house." said Stefan. "But I followed you two back here because-"
"Why did you follow us back?" said Elena turning around but Damon held her to keep her from stepping towards Stefan.
"I needed to talk to you Elena. I know I have no control over your life-"
"That's right. If I had my way you wouldn't exist in my life anymore, so why don't you just leave?"
"Elena you are changing and I'm worried about you. I get that you want to use Damon to piss me off-"
"As amazing as it might seem, my world does not revolve around you. I am not with Damon to piss you off. I am with him because I want to be with him."
"Well being with him is changing you Elena. You're angry and violent and-"
"Well sorry if I don't take kindly to being manhandled in the hallway every time you want to talk to me."
"Elena I just want to-"
"Well I don't want to speak to you." she said. "I don't want to see you or hear you. Leave me alone."
"Look I don't care if you're mad at me-"
"I am not mad at you." said Elena. "I hate you. I hate all the lies you told me, I hate that you used me and I hate that you tried to make me into Katherine's replacement."
"I didn't try to make you into Katherine-"
"I guess not. But that was because you knew that if you did I'd just go to Damon just like her."
"Elena-"
"I don't think you understand." said Elena finally turning fully around. "I didn't choose Damon to piss you off. I chose Damon because he is better then you in every way." She reached behind her gripping Damon's arm. "He is kinder then you, he listens to me, he makes sure that I am doing alright. No just us."
"What does that mean?" said Stefan.
"It means that outside our relationship, my feelings didn't matter to you. You couldn't define me outside of you. Damon loves me, not just that he and I are together." She looked back at Damon her eyes softening. "He just loves me."
"You're being really stupid, Elena." said Stefan. Damon saw her eyes start to burn again before she whipped back around. "Damon doesn't love you. He loves that I don't have you anymore. To him you're just a possession."
"What else do I need to say." said Elena and Damon held her upper arm to keep her from lunging at Stefan. "Damon is more of a man then you will ever be. He is better then you in every way. He makes me feel safe no matter what is going on around us." She turned back into Damon and he saw something gleaming in her eyes. "He makes me feel things that you couldn't dream of."
"Like what?" said Stefan.
"Do I need to spell it out for you?" She looked up at Damon. "Bite me." she said.
"What?" said the Salvatore brothers, Stefan angrily, Damon disbelievingly.
"Bite me." she said running her hand up the side of his face. "While I feed from you. Like last night."
"Elena," said Damon quietly. "You don't have to do this."
"I know." she said. "I want to." She turned back to Stefan. "He obviously doesn't understand the bond we share, so let's show him."
"Elena." said Damon quietly.
"Damon." she said looking back at him and her eyes softened almost imperceptibly. "Please." Damon saw something in her, something behind the white hot rage, something vulnerable, almost familiar. When the two of them had fed from each other the night before he had felt closer to her then ever before and knew that something inside her needed that closeness more then she needed to make Stefan angry, even if she didn't realize it now.
He looked at her again as he bit his wrist and held it out to her. She held it to her mouth softly as she pressed her back into Damon's chest her eyes closed. She pulled her hair back as she tilted her head to the side to expose her neck. Damon hesitated before he bit down as he glanced up at his brother but as soon as Elena's lips touched his skin his eyes rolled back and he bit down on Elena's neck. She gasped then moaned as he swallowed gently as Elena moaned her eyes closed.
Stefan watched as Elena fell back onto his brother drinking his blood deeply. He felt his hands tighten as Damon growled as his other arm wrapped around her waist. Elena moaned her arm reaching up to wrap around Damon's neck. "Damon." she murmured into his skin swallowing again. His arm tightened around her waist as her breath caught as he bit her again, harder then before. Stefan was fighting every impulse coursing through this body. He wanted to speed across the room and rip them apart. He wanted to snap a chair leg in half and stake Damon. He wanted to pin Elena against the wall by her throat until she admitted she didn't feel anything for Damon and make her take back everything she had said.
But most of all he wished he was in Damon's place. The memory of Elena's blood made his throat burn and the sight of her pressed against Damon trusting him so completely made his heart ache. The one time he had fed from Elena she had been so full of fear he could taste it. And Elena had never trusted Stefan enough to drink his blood. He looked at them again and saw that Damon had opened his eyes and was staring at Elena. He saw something in Damon's eyes he hadn't seen in over a hundred years. He saw his brother staring at Elena with complete devotion. He seemed to have forgotten not only that Stefan was in the room, but that there was anyone else in the world. Elena opened her eyes and looked back at Damon the same look in her eyes. Damon pulled his arm back as Elena turned into him. She kissed him not seeming to notice the blood smeared across their mouths. His arms wrapped around her back as her hands slid up his chest, holding to him. Damon stroked her hair as she clung to him.
Stefan finally turned and left leaving the door open behind him as he climbed into his car and drove away. Damon turned Elena around pressing her into the wall bracing his hands on the wall behind her. She pressed her hips against him moaning softly. She didn't know how long the stood pressed against each other before Damon pulled back. "You know Stefan left, right?" he said quietly.
"Who cares?" said Elena pulling her back to him.
"Well that little stunt was for Stefan's benefit right?" said Damon holding back.
"At first." she said smiling up at him. "But when we're like that I tend to forget everything else." Damon looked at her and she saw doubt in his eyes and the smile dropped from her face. "Damon you don't believe what Stefan said do you? I am not with you to piss him off or make him jealous or any other reason other then that I want to be with you." she ran her hands through his hair. "You know that right?"
Damon looked down at her for a moment. "Yeah." he said. "Yeah, I know that, of course I do."
"Good." she said. "Now kiss me again." She leaned up to him but he pulled back. "We have to get you back to school."
"Why are you so determined to keep me in school?" she said.
"At the risk of sounding like a bad public service announcement, school is important."
"Why?" she said.
"Because if you're going to live forever that's a really long time for me to tease you about being a high-school drop out. Plus I think if you dropped out of school because if me Jenna would murder you, and then try to murder me."
"So why don't we just leave." she said leaning down to pick up his jacket. "Why don't we just get in your car and drive out of Mystic Falls and never look back?"
"I couldn't ask you to do that." he said.
"You don't have to ask." she said slipping on his jacket. "I'm offering."
"You still have a family and friends." he said. "I wouldn't want you to leave that behind."
"Everyone hates me." she said. "If I left they'd be relived. Or mourn the loss of good rumors."
"Don't say that." he said. "You know your family would be torn apart if you left. And Bonnie and the rest of your friends may be mad now but if you just disappeared-" he stopped looking down at her. "Don't do that to the people who care about you." Elena looked up at him her arms crossed. "Come on, Elena. Why are you trying so hard to push people away."
"Because when I really needed them they weren't there." she said. "When my world fell apart they were too selfish to come forward and be there for me. But as soon as I find something, someone who makes me happy they're all there to judge. Those aren't friends."
"Elena they didn't talk to you because they didn't know how."
"You talked to me."
"I've spent a lifetime with death, I know how to deal with it." he said his voice dangerously close to yelling. He clenched his jaw and backed up as Elena dropped her head as Damon looked at her. "I- Come on." he said. "Get in the car."
Elena climbed into the car silently and by the time Damon walked around the car she had crossed her arms and pulled her knees into her chest. She was looking out the window and didn't turn to face him the entire ride back. She pulled her hand inside her sleeve and tucked it under her chin. He heard her inhale and heard her heart rate slow. "I'm sorry I yelled." he said facing the steering wheel.
"I deserved it." she said as they turned into her parking lot.
"I didn't mean-" he said looking over at her.
"I'm going to be late for class." she said climbing out of the car before it came to a full stop.
"Elena-" he said leaning over but she slammed the door before he could say another word. He watched her stomp up the steps without turning back.
As Elena pushed her way through the front doors she wiped away the tears she had been hiding from Damon since she had climbed into his car. She made her way to her locker and as she switched out her books she leaned against the doors tears silently sliding over her cheeks.
"Elena Gilbert." she heard a male voice from behind her locker door.
"I am not in the mood, Stefan." she said slamming the door. She looked up and jumped as she saw her principal looking at her. "I'm sorry." she said. "I thought you were someone else."
"I gathered as much." he said.
"What's going on?" she said looking between him and another teacher she didn't recognize standing behind him.
"A group of students said they heard you threaten Stefan Salvatore before you left the campus. And none of our security guards saw you show an off campus pass." Elena looked back and forth between the two adults.
"I turned it in yesterday." said Elena her voice catching. "You can ask the security guard at the gate. I've got one all week." She hoped Damon's compulsion would hold up if they questioned the security guard.
"What about the threat?" said the other adult.
"I'm sorry, who are you?" said Elena looking at him.
"This is , our new school psychiatrist."
"School psychiatrist?" said Elena crossing her arms. "Why-"
"Did you threaten Stefan Salvatore?" said .
"I-I..." Elena looked around the hallway at all the students staring at her. "Look Stefan and I recently broke up and-"
"And you think that's an acceptable reason to threaten a student?"
"Did the students who reported this 'threat' tell you that Stefan was manhandling me so I couldn't walk away?"
"Well no-"
"Look I did what I had to do to get him to let go of me. I know that threatening him wasn't the smartest thing to do, but I said what I needed to, to get him to let me go. Would you have preferred if I hit him?"
"We do not condone violence in any situation, nor do we condone threats." said the principal.
"Elena several of your teachers have mentioned your demeanor over the last two days has changed considerably." said the school psychiatrist. "I looked over some notes from the last school psychiatrist and it sounds as if you're reverting to your old behavior."
"Elena you had really turned things around in the last year, you had become a model student. Why don't you talk to a few times a week and we'll sort things out." said the principal.
"Sort what out?" said Elena. "I'm doing just fine."
"We're worried you might be backsliding." said . "And we don't want that to happen especially with college applications coming up."
"College applications?" said Elena almost laughing. "Your concern is about my college applications?"
"Not just college applications." said the principal. "We're concerned about the person you'll become after high school." Elena rolled her eyes biting her lip.
"You are concerned about parents pulling their students out of the school become some unstable chick is going around threatening football players and yelling at cheerleaders." she said. "You don't give a shit about the person I'll become." she said walking away.
"!" said the principal looking after her.
"Oh sorry." she said. "You're right, that was out of line. You care about the person I'll become so I can make lots of money and funnel it back into this crap hole." She smirked turning down the hallway. "Sorry I'm going to invest my time someplace I don't hate."
" you can't leave school grounds. Class is about to-"
"Fuck off." She pushed out the front doors and hiked her bag over her shoulder as she started walking home.
...
Half an hour later Elena pushed though her front door dropping her bag at the front door. She went to the kitchen and pulled a water bottle out of the fridge. She twisted off the cap and looked down at her phone. She had six missed calls from Jeremy but she closed her phone, throwing the empty bottle under the sink. She ran up the stairs and up to her room. As she opened her door with the intention of throwing herself down on the bed. Instead she slammed straight into Damon.
"Shit!" she said clutching her heart. "Oh my god Damon you scared me so-"
"What the hell is going on with you?" he said gripping her shoulders.
"What are you doing here?" she said her heart still pounding.
"Jeremy called and told me you cursed out your principal and stomped out of school."
"Technically I cursed out the school shrink." she said. "The principal just got caught in the line of fire."
"Why the hell were you cursing out anyone?" said Damon gripping her arms and looking down at her.
"They pissed me off." she said scoffing. "Is there a reason you're trying to crush my arm?"
"I am trying to understand what is going on with you. You are not yourself right now."
"You're right." said Elena looking down and Damon loosened his grip on her. "I'm not myself today, but I think I know why."
"Why?" he said running his hand through his hair.
"I didn't get my daily dose of Damon." she said biting her lip as she pressed herself into him. She kissed him fiercely tangling her hands in his hair as she pressed her hips into him.
"Elena-" he said pulling back from her.
"What?" she said. "All my pent up horniness just manifested into anger. So really it's all your fault." She leaned up to him again but he pushed her back.
"Stop it." he said shaking her back.
"What's wrong?" she said. "You don't want me anymore?"
"Not this Elena." he said. "This isn't the Elena I fell in love with. This Elena is different."
"Why does everyone keep saying that?" she said. "This is exactly who I am. That bullshit cheerleader Elena who just felt guilty all the time." She turned around huffing as she ran her hands through her hair.
"Guilty..." said Damon looking after her. "Shit."
"What?" said Elena turning around crossing her arms.
"This is all my fault." he said.
"What's all your fault." she said.
"You not being yourself." he said. "When you woke up after the shower do you remember what we talked about?"
"The accident." she said shortly sitting on the bed.
"We talked about how guilty you felt because of the accident." he said sitting next to her.
"I don't feel guilty." she said.
"And that's my fault." he said.
"What?" she said looking up at him.
"I- I compelled you to not feel guilty about the accident."
"What?" she said her eyebrows pressing together. "Why would you do that?"
"I didn't want you to feel anymore pain." he said. "But that guilt made you change. And without that guilt you're turning back into who you used to be."
"Do you really care?" she said turning into him.
"What?" he said.
"As long as I have my legs wrapped around you," she said climbing on top of him and pushing him back onto the bed. "Do you really care who I am?" She leaned down to kiss him but he caught her arms and flipped her on her back. She gasped as he pinned her down.
"Yes." he said. "I love the Elena I met, not this Elena."
"Why not?" she said. "No matter how I feel about my parents death I'm just the same girl in bed."
"No you're not." he said.
"Yes I am." she said struggling against him. "I'm still Elena."
"No you're not." He said holding her in place. "You're turning into-"
"What? A bitch? A slut? A whore?"
"Katherine!" he screamed pushing her into the bed. "This cold unfeeling bitch you're turning into is just like Katherine." Elena lay silently beneath him. He let go of her and pulled back. She sat up slowly looking at him gripping her chest. "I'm sorry but it's the truth." he said. "I don't want to lose you Elena."
"Can you take the compulsion away?" she said quietly.
"If you want me to." he said. she nodded vigorously.
"I don't want to be her." she said and he heard the tears catch in her voice. She looked up at him and he saw the Elena he had fallen in love with. She was looking up at him tears in her eyes, helplessly. "I don't want to be Katherine. Please help me. Please."
"Of course." he said sitting next to her. He took her face into his hands and kissed her gently tasting the salt on her lips. "I love you." he said. She nodded closing her eyes. "You need to open your eyes, Elena." She opened them and saw his eyes were dark. Her jaw went slack as she looked into his eyes. "Elena you're going to feel the guilt you felt before about your parents and the accident. But it's not for the pain you felt, it's so you can remember the strength it gave you and the person you became. The amazing kind, beautiful person I fell in love with." He closed his eyes and they returned to normal. Elena's pupils returned to normal size and she sat weaving back and forth slowly.
"Are you ok?" he said but she didn't respond. "Elena?" Her breath caught as she stood and bolted out the door. Damon stood and looked after her sure she was running from him but he saw her turn into her bathroom. He stood to follow her but he heard her throwing up violently. "Are you alright?" He said standing in the doorway his back to her.
"You try having a year of guilt hit you all at once." she said. "It's not exactly a pleasant feeling." He heard the water running as she brushed her teeth. She walked out leaning in the doorway. "Why did you do it Damon?" she said hanging her head.
"I didn't want to see you in anymore pain." he said.
"Yeah, I'm obviously not in any pain. I thought I could trust you." she said. "The reason I knew I could be with you was because you were the one who could talk to me. But you just compelled me so I would shut up and-"
"No." said Damon. "That's not why I compelled you. I thought if you didn't feel guilty you wouldn't feel so miserable all the time." he said. "I didn't know it would change you so much or I never would have done it."
"Yeah right." she said stepping towards her room.
"Elena please." he said. She expected to feel him catch her arm and pull her back like Stefan had but when she turned around he was just standing there. "Let me prove it."
"How?" she said turning around leaning against the wall.
"Talk to me." he said stepping towards her.
"What?" she said looking up at him.
"Talk to me about the accident, or school or anything else you want. Please don't just walk away."
"I don't know." she said.
"Please." he said. "Talk to me."
"It's times like this when I really miss my mom." she said walking into her room.
"Why?" he said following her into the doorway.
"She'd always know how to fix things like this." she said sitting on her bed. "She could talk me through everything. It wasn't even that she had an answer for everything but she could just talk for hours about anything."
"I wish I could have met her." he said slowly sitting next to her.
"She would have liked you." said Elena looking up at him. "She had a thing for bad boys." she said laughing slightly. "My dad used to ride a motorcycle."
"Sorry, no motorcycle. Just the Camaro. And a vintage Spyder." he said. A smile twitched at the corner of her mouth.
"That's what I miss most about my mom." she said leaning into him. He slowly put his arm around her and she settled into him. "I feel like I have no one to talk to."
"You have me." he said gently stroking her hair.
"Yeah." she said. "But I can't talk to you about everything."
"What can't you talk to me about?" he said.
"Well there's this hot boy I'm dating." she said.
"Really now?" he said. "Tell me about him. Does he have a cute butt?"
"Stop it." she said looking up at him laughing lightly. "Seriously I don't think you understand how much I'm leaning on you right now."
"Well hopefully now I've taken the compulsion away-"
"I don't just mean with that. I never would have been strong enough to end things with Stefan without you there."
"Elena you are so incredibly strong in ways you don't even realize." he said. "Any other girl would have run screaming from one vampire, but you ran into a house full of them."
"I had to." she said. "They had your brother. The plan wouldn't have worked without me. You said that yourself."
"You still could have walked away." he said.
"No I couldn't." she said. "As soon as you asked me to help I knew I had to."
"So I have that much control over you?" he said. "Without compelling you." he quickly amended.
"I know." she said. "I know you were just trying to help, but do not ever compel me again."
"I won't." he said. "I'll never do that to you again."
"Unless I ask you to." she said. "I don't know why I would but I never would have thought I'd ask you to compel Jeremy."
"Of course." he said pulling her closer into him kissing her gently. "I'll do anything you say. I am putty in your hands." Elena laughed softly dropping her head. "What?"
"You really don't know what you do to me do you?" she said looking up at him.
"Why don't you tell me?" he said leaning against her headboard. She pulled herself up and lay on his chest resting her hand on his shoulder.
"I feel like I'm going to faint whenever you kiss me. Every time you touch me I feel safe no matter what else is going on." She settled into him closing her eyes as she pressed her face against his chest. "Whenever I'm pressed against you like this I hold on so tight because I feel like I'm about to fly into a thousand pieces. And every time I feel your fangs in my skin or I taste for your blood I have to keep from begging you to turn me right then so we can stay like this forever." She looked up at him slowly, biting her lip. "Too much?" She dropped her head pulling her hands up to her face. "God, I sound crazy."
"If you're crazy so am I." he said pulling her face back up to his. He ran his hands through her hair pulling her mouth up to his. She exhaled slowly into his mouth as she tasted his lips.
"Well, you're with me so of course you're crazy." she said. She kissed him again. "But not as crazy as me."
"I get lightheaded every time you smile at me, especially when you bite your lip like that. Every time you sigh my name and I can feel your heart pounding in your chest I feel like nothing can go wrong." Elena looked up at him her mouth slightly open in shock. "And when I lay next to you and you're wrapped around me, I'm afraid to fall asleep because I'm sure I'm going to wake up find out all of this is a dream." Elena sat in shocked silence for a few moments. "See I'm just a crazy as you are."
"You're crazier." she said smiling up at him. "And don't you ever change that." She said climbing over him and settling herself over his lap.
"Never." he said gripping her waist as he kissed her again. She stroked his face gently as she kissed him and again. "I'm sorry I compared you to Katherine." he said looking at her carefully. "You know I didn't mean it."
"Yeah you did." she said. "And it was true. I forgot about what a terrible person I used to be." Suddenly she pulled her hands up to her head and rolled off him. "Oh god." she said pulling her knees into her and pressing her face into her knees.
"What?" he said sitting up suddenly. "What? Are you ok? Elena what's wrong?"
"I just realized everything I've done over the last few days." she said still facing her knees.
"It wasn't really you. You'll apologize to Bonnie and just go back to acting like yourself and everything will go back to normal. The other people at school will forget before you know it."
"I don't think the principal is going to forget I told him to fuck off." she said turning her head to face him, her cheek still on her knee.
"Well when you write him an apology letter explaining that the critical state of your friend Caroline in the hospital and the death of fellow students parent brought up old feelings from the accident. You will apologize profusely for your behavior." He pulled her against him and she looked up at him."And if that doesn't work then I'll compel him and make it work." He looked down at her raised eyebrows. "Unless you don't want me to."
"We'll see." she said leaning into him. "Maybe getting suspended for one day wouldn't hurt." She looked up at Damon arching an eyebrow. "Depending on how we spend it."
"Oh great minds think alike." he said pulling her over him as she smiled biting her lip. He ran his thumb over her lip. "You're doing that on purpose now that you know it drives me crazy aren't you?"
"Maybe." she said. "Do you mind?"
"Not really." he said.
"Well I can think of a few other things I can do you probably wouldn't mind either." she said.
"Well why don't you show me?" he said running his hands up her sides under her shirt.