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It was two in the morning. He noticed it was two in the morning because he was looking at his phone.
For six minutes he had been looking at the phone and was quite happy that he decided to call his phone from her number.
He dropped her off right at home as she asked him too. He wanted to appeal to her before he made another move, but Damon wasn't sure which move to make.
It was two am in the morning and he didn't want to text her for fear of her, not answering the message, or reading it, rolling her eyes and then deleting it.
Just try, you remember how she reacted to the kiss. She wanted more.
Damon went to his contacts and looked through his phone till he found her number. He saved her number in his phone and wasn't sure what to do with it. He didn't he even bother his father's liquor closet. He was really distracted by this.
Then it came to him, he could text her and if she didn't want to talk to him then he would just tell her that he thought she was someone else. She'd believe him.
Probably.
He opened new message and texted her. He wasn't sure what to say so said;
Hey ;)
Damon never felt this nervous in his life. He wasn't sure what to think. He held his phone in his hands, not sure what to receive. A message, a call, what?
He couldn't take the waiting anymore so decided that he would just cut off his phone and listen to his music. He had only four more hours of sleep before he had to go to school. No problem there.
Suddenly his phone cheeped and chirped and vibrated in his hands. He nearly almost jumped before he calmed his heavy pumping heart. He clicked opened and he couldn't believe that she had messaged him back.
Whos this?
Damon smiled. He actually smiled. If she didn't figure out now, he might as well tell her.
Ur lil' vibrator ;)
He sent the message and grinned. His mind instantly going to 'The List', would they believe him if he told them that he fucked their creative writing/English teacher. Would they?
His phone sounded again. He looked.
DAMON! It wuz u! OMG! Where u sitting in clas, bothering me wit dat ting.
Damon grinned.
Y yes, I thought u wuld ave already figured it out. U being sooooo smart n all.
He sent the message and shifted himself in the bed. He was naked and his room was cold. He always slept in the cold.
His phone chirped again.
I din't. I thought some 1 stole it or sumting. I'm feel soooo stupid rite now!
Damon licked his tongue between his teeth.
U aren't stupid. Just were so wrapped in the pleasure that u didn't realize.
He pulled the covers from his body and looked at his hard cock. It was standing straight up.
Shit.
She texted him back with a smile and then again;
U r such a devil. I cant believe u stole my remote. I'm failing u ;)
Damon's eyes shot open. Was she serious?
r u serious. U wouldn't do that. I really really really need to pass this year.
He texted it to her and scratched his flat stomach, looking at his cock. It was hard, throbbing, and ready to penetration.
Not tonight buddy.
His phone chirped and he checked.
U really(3x), I wonder. What will u do for me, to keep ur grades up?
Damon was smiling. He had a couple of ideas.
U culd sleep wit me ;), or let me kiss u again.
He wasn't sure why he was being so bold. He just had the sudden feeling to act this way. The way how her arms were wrapped tight around his waist as he drove her home. Her hand passed and pressed by his cock as hit the turns.
Damon shivered.
lol don't be so into yourself. I am a teacher. Ur teacher. No relations.
She was dead wrong.
U weren't saying that earlier when my mouth was on yours. I'm not full of myself. You want to be full of me...
Damon ran his hands through his hair and looked at his ipod. He bought it earlier after he dropped Elena off. It was all green with a black cover.
He saw Elena's reaction to his bike and even after he dropped her off, she was running her fingers over the color.
Something was wrong with him though, he was going through his music files on his laptop and found that song that she was listening to in class as she danced around to not feel the vibrations.
He placed it on his ipod and listened to the same song...
six times.
He wasn't sure why he listened to that girly song. Every time he heard it, it reminded him of her and he grew happy with...
He wasn't sure and was glad that he wasn't sure.
Damon looked back as he heard his phone chirp. He looked at the message and a big ass smile came across his face.
Maybe I do. Maybe I don't. u'll never know...nite Mr. Salvatore.
Nite Ms. Elena.
He'd never know.
Pfft.
He'd make sure he would know.
;..;
Over the three weeks that he had the class, today was the worst time he ever had in that class. Three weeks had passed and went and he spent every night texting her. She texted back and they would flirt, say dirty flirty things.
He had been texting her for three weeks and already knew that he liked her.
She was funny sometimes and she even wore fake glasses to class one time to show that she could be 'serious' as well as his classmates read most of their stories.
She didn't even flinch as one of the guys in the class, read a sex scene outloud. She gave him a couple of claps before telling him that you couldn't fit your entire hand in a girl's ass. One it would hurt and two she would have kicked you ass by then.
Everyone in the class laughed and went about their work.
That happened a week ago.
This was a new week and he couldn't stop himself from staring at her. He never knew just by hearing her name he would get hard, instantly.
He wanted to take her right there on her huge desk a couple of times but never as badly as today.
It was a Wednesday, so she made them bring newspaper articles again. She had on her fake glasses with no lenses and wore a tight plain black shirt in skinny black jeans and heels.
Damon so badly wanted to take her and he knew he was going to message her later about it.
Oh he was going to do it now.
He sent a quick message to her, telling her hot she looked in what she was wearing and some itty bitty details of his thoughts. He sent it and placed his phone back into his pants.
He wasn't wearing his jacket today so his tight white shirt, showed off his arms and his muscles.
But neither of that was why he was mad.
Alaric had came in and pulled Elena outside to talk. The class groaned and pleaded that they were learning.
Alaric the jackass principal didn't want to hear any of it.
His blonde hair faded as he walked out of the classroom with Elena in front of him.
Minutes, which seemed like hours, she came back in with a smile on her face.
He could tell that the smile was fake that she placed it on her face so no one would worry. No one noticed or worried.
Damon noticed and worried.
He'd wait till later to ask.
It took him almost half a week to make her call him.
They always been up, late at night, talking on the phone and texting if they couldn't talk on the phone.
"Class, no homework tonight. Just work...you know what. It's Wednesday, go have fun."
Everyone whooped and hollered except for one. His eyes still trained on her.
Something wasn't right and he was going to found out what.
Even if she wouldn't tell him. He might as well go to her house.
No harm in that.
And it wasn't like he was going to do anything.
Right?
Would he?
;..;
Elena stepped out of the shower and headed towards the bathroom mirror. Her hair was wet and clung to her wet skin as she grabbed the comb from off the counter and brushed through it. She flinched as she hit a tangle and then shook her head, her wet locks falling around her face.
Shit, I'll deal with this later.
She headed into the bedroom, after grabbing her towel. She wrapped it around her body tight and tugged the top corner in. Her breast were pushed and she felt like she couldn't breath.
Elena loosen the knot and then took a breath.
Long night in deed.
She went to her phone.
It was at least eleven and she wanted to see if Damon left her any messages. She hoped that he did.
Something about him texting her, was smoothing and she wanted to talk to him.
Ever since earlier that day that Alaric pulled her out of class to ask her out to dinner.
ASK HER OUT!
She was still freaked. She told him she'd have to think about it.
She didn't want to be mean about it, it was just dinner.
She wasn't going to wear anything hot and sexy either, all that stuff was for...
Damon.
She wasn't sure why she thought that. Over the three weeks, things changed between them. She'd call him after she woke up for a ride, he'd be at her door step twenty minutes later. He'd drop her off at school. They'd see each other in class and if she had the time would text him, he'd text back. Then when school was over, she'd call him for another ride and he'd smile and say;
"Your asking for the wrong one"
He's sneer and tease and then take her home.
To text her as soon as he got home, text all night till one of them got sleepy and the process continued like that.
Every day. Every night.
Elena checked her phone and saw she had three messages.
The first two were from 'Vibrator'- Damon.
After since his little prank on her, she couldn't let that go. She'd get him back one day.
The first one said;
U look really hot in that outfit. Wish we were alone, so I could strip you naked and take you right here. My hard cock thrusting inside of you.
Elena shivered and then sent him a plain short text.
Whatever.
She didn't why she let herself let him talk to her that way. But it was just harmless not like they were going to do anything.
The second message said;
R u awake? I need to ask you something.
She was going to send sure what, but she hoped that he wasn't going to ask her to sleep with him again.
She had been thinking about it, every time he asked. And declined every time he asked.
She wanted to know him better.
She wanted a relationship. She wanted kids.
She didn't care about marriage.
She didn't want to end up like her alcoholic mother.
Nope. Never.
She looked at the third message and text a reply quickly.
It was from her sister, telling her that she need a date to her little formal get together.
Elena texted her sure, whatever. Still looking
She placed her phone back on the bed and walked towards her closet. She opened her closet door and pulled out her silk black robe.
She dried her skin off before she placed herself into the robe. She tied the robe with her sash. She ran her hands through her, now drying hair, it was still wet.
She walked around her room, cleaning up.
She wasn't sure why but she did.
She kept cleaning until her door bell ranged. She looked in the mirror to make sure she looked good...wait what?
She made sure the sash was tied tight. She didn't want to flash her guest.
She headed down the stairs of her home. She still wondered why she'd bought the house with her father's insurance money. It was still to big and she wasn't sure what she was going to fit in the house.
She'd find something.
Elena made it to the door and checked again to make sure that anything was showing.
Just her thighs.
Not that bad.
she un-locked the door and opened it, revealing...
Damon.
;..;
She opened the door.
She actually opened the door.
He thought he was dreaming.
Her hair was wild on her head. She was wearing his favorite color; black. It was short and silk. SILK! It was short and if he would have opened her her robe.
"What are you doing?" She asked him. Her voice sounded a little scared.
"You didn't answer my messages. I was a little...Look just wanted to make sure that you were okay. Are you okay?"
Elena nodded her head and twirled her hair around her finger. It was meant to be girly and blondish, but it drew him in.
His eyes getting darker blue as he leaned in.
"Can I come in?"
Elena nodded her head and stepped back. Damon walked into the house, closing the door behind him.
He walked towards her living room. She followed him, watching as he walked, licking her own lips as she watched him walk. Her eyes staring at his eyes.
"What did Alaric ask you when you stepped out of the class?"
Elena wasn't fazed by the question. She was kind of hoping to get some reaction from him. She liked him but not alot, but she still wanted to know if he felt more for her than just wanting her body.
"He asked me out to dinner."
They stood there in silence before she walked over towards her own couch. She sat down on it and patted the space next to her.
He was wearing a red button up shirt, no jacket, and black jeans, tight around his private area to show off his growing erection that was growing as he stood there.
"Come sit down. Are you okay? I'm only going to be nice. I'm not going to go out with him or anything. He's like thirty and I'm close to..."
"...my age." Damon said dryly. As he sat down next to her. His legs sagged open and he leaned into the couch, his head facing her as he continued. "It's not any of my business just I want to warn you. He's bad news."
Elena sighed and then leaned in closer towards Damon. Their faces were barely touching, their breaths connecting as they breathe in and out.
"Are you saying that because you don't want him to have me."
It was wrong. He knew it. But he had too.
Damon grabbed her quickly and kissed her on her mouth. It was forceful and more, loving than the first time they kissed. His tongue wrapping around her own to bring hers out to play.
It took awhile for Elena to think. She was growing wet in her and could feel it between her thighs. She wanted to stop thinking.
She wanted to enjoy.
So she did.
She relaxed into the kiss and then pulled back when her hand reached his cock, and it was HARD!
Elena pulled back and stood up, she was standing in front of Damon's open legs.
"I can't do that. I can't sleep with you."
Damon shook his head and reached for her hands. He grabbed them and pulled her into his lap.
She was straddling him. Her naked core against his clad-erection
"You don't have to sleep with me. i just want to kiss you."
Elena didn't know why she said it, but when she agreed by the nod of her head. She felt better. Way better.
Damon pulled her to him, her breast tight against his chest, and kissed her.
Elena sighed and relaxed into his kiss, her arms wrapping around him as his arms wrapped around her waist, to pull her closer.
They were so into the kiss, they didn't even hear Elena's phone ring, over and over again.
I hope that I'm not moving too fast with them. There won't be any smut for awhile. I'm 'warn' you before it happens, smile. Let me know what you think.
It really means alot.
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DomO