A/N: I hope you like the chapter.

She called him in on Saturday.

Mother fucking-freaking Saturday.

She called him over to school for dentition, decided he should serve his time under her watchful dark chocolate brown eyes.

He went to dentition of course.

It was Saturday and he wanted to see what she'd would be wearing on a Saturday.

He was curious. He couldn't help be curious.

He automatically assumed that she would wearing sweat pants and a baggy shirt so she could prepare later to go on her date with Alaric.

That bastard.

Damon wanted to take her out to dinner, he wanted to actually kiss her again.

But he knew that would never happen.

He just knew.

He came into the class, wearing a tight gray shirt, it hugged his muscles just right, showing them off. As for pants he picked baggy pants with a belt and old sneakers.

It was a Saturday and he didn't want to look presentable.

He was quite mad and wanted to stay that way.

Damon walked into the room and his mouth dropped. Elena was sitting on the bare desk; wearing glasses with no lenses, a red halter top that barely covered her harden nipples and a short skirt with white heels. Her hair was long and curly.

"This is dentition?"

Damon closed his mouth and walked closer to Elena. His breath was caught in his throat as she swung her legs around the desk as he walked up to her. She was holding a ruler in her hands and was looking at him with lusty eyes.

"Damon, you are late." The ruler slapped against her hand as she looked at him. His cock was growing within his pants.

"I'm sorry?" If he would have known that she was dressing up like this he would have been here earlier.

"Due to your lateness, your going to eat out my pussy. Use long slow strokes and then when I pull on your hair, go faster and faster, till I come. Can you do that, big boy?" She sneered as she opened her legs, revealing her wet pussy.

Damon licked his lips and then fell on his knees before her. He leaned his face closer, pulling her folds apart with his finger, sticking out his tongue to take a lick...when...

the bell ranged.

;..;

"He kissed the inside of my thighs, running his tongue, his lips along my skin. The feel of his fingers between my legs tightened my body, and I could feel the beginnings of something large and overwhelming. He stood, hand still between my legs. He bent and kissed me, long and slow. The movement of his hand matched his mouth. Slow and lingering, teasing along my body. When his fingers plunged inside me, I cried out, shuddering him. He left me standing in the water, alone and shivering, but not from cold. I couldn't even think enough to ask where'd he gone. He appeared in front of me with a condom in his hand like he'd plucked it from the air. He traced the foil down my body."

Damon awoke as the bell ranged. It was the last class of the day and he was happy. He watched as Elena opened the book and starting reading about some sex scene. The guys behind him whooped and hollered before she told said that half the people in the room had already had sex and the rest were thinking about it.

Damon was one of the ones thinking about it, with her.

He rubbed his eyes as everyone got up and left him and Elena by themselves. They were used to it already. They would talk and walk down the hallways, talking and laughing before he'd drop her off home and then go to work, working at the diner, he'd come home and then tell her he was home. She'd call him and they would talk, just talk.

Elena closed the book she was holding and placed it back in her Alice and Wonderland bag. She'd finish reading the rest tomorrow. She was trying to show her students how to use detail if they wanted to write a sex scene. All them sucked except for Damon. He had turned in a section of the story he was working on and it was good.

It was actually good and it didn't even have any sex in it.

She couldn't wait for more. It was a story about Buffy the vampire slayer, except it was in another world as the characters were all human and dealing with high school drama. She never seen Buffy the vampire slayer but if Damon liked it, why couldn't she?

Yeah, they had been getting close ever since they shared that hot heated kiss in her house, in her living room three days ago. He didn't say anything and neither did she.

Well until of course now.

"Damon, are we going to talk about it?"

Damon rubbed his eyes and looked at her sleepily before he opened his eyes to get them used to the room before he stood up. He grabbed his book and walked over towards Elena. He placed his hands into his pockets.

"Talk about what? We shared a kiss Elena. Nothing more. I told you I don't want sex."

Yes, I do because I almost had a sex dream of you before the bell ranged.

"We can be kissing buddies, talking on the phone all day because we feel comfortable kind of buddies. It doesn't matter to me Elena. Just...never mind. Need a ri..."

Damon closed his mouth shut as her phone began to rang loud. She dug through her bag and pulled out her phone, she looked at the screen and Damon noticed her groan. He was about to make a rude comment about Alaric calling her but he kept that shut.

He'd just listen in on the conversation.

"Hello, Katherine."

It was her sister. Oh great.

"I know, I know. I do not have a date to your little formal dance party and I don't want a date." It was a couple minutes later that Elena stamped her foot into the ground. Her face turning in a scowl.

"I don't care if I'll be the only single gal there. I enjoy being that way. I don't have to be tied down...oh hell no, you stole Ben from me. I didn't from you. I gave him my virginity and next thing I know he's with you...just because you got bigger boobs than me doesn't mean you got to rub it in."

Elena paused for a second before looking at Damon. She walked over to him and then covered the mouth and ear piece with her hand.

"You think that you can fake a moan for me? Just make it loud and manly, she wants to talk about my breasts. I'm sooo going to fuck with her." Elena whispered to him.

Damon laughed and nodded his head. He had a hard on and this would be a tease but, he liked her. And they were friends.

That's what friends did, helped each other out, so it was least he could do for her. He stole her vibrator after all.

Elena put the phone to her ear. And nodded her head, walking closer towards Damon.

"Kat, look I'm busy right now." She walked closer towards Damon. He knew it was cue. She brought the phone down so her sister could hear.

Here goes nothing.

"Uh, fuck Elena. I love your hand...mmm...shit...work that mouth on my dick...not the phone."

Elena giggled and then replied into the phone, "My guy is getting restless. I'll have to go." Before her sister could even say bye. She hung up the phone in her face.

Elena jumped up and down, while wiggling her bum. Damon watched, she was wearing skinny jeans again.

It showed off all her curves.

"Thanks, that actually felt great tricking my sister like that." Elena jumped on top of Damon. Her arms wrapping around his neck and she kissed him on the cheek.

He wrapped his arms around her body and placed his head in the meet between her head and shoulder, sighing, breathing in her scent.

She smelled like cream and strawberries.

They pulled back minutes later, she was smiling and he was in heaven.

"Can I catch a ride to the diner?"

Damon's started smiling. She knew he worked that as a cashier.

"Why would you want a ride to the place I work? Stalking me are you?" He waggled his eyebrows and then laughed. The laugh was warm and heated and caressed Elena in the most deepest of places. "Your not a very good stalker though, I'm not supposed to know that you are there."

"Har Har. " She slapped his chest and then walked in front of him, snatching her keys to her house off her desk. "It is where I have my lunch 'date' with Alaric." Damon didn't flinch. He didn't stop in his tracks as she said the words, 'date' and 'Alaric' in the same sentence. He continued walking.

His heart was in pain.

"I thought you said, you weren't going to. I remember that after you pulled back from my lap and then kept kissing me. After you found out that the phone call was from your sister."

Elena bit her lip and felt uneasy. Something was wrong with him, she could hear it in his voice.

She couldn't place it, but it seemed like anger.

"I'm doing it to be nice Damon." They were outside now and she was facing his bike. He grabbed his helmet and then put it on, sitting down on the bike. He lowered the visor so he could look at her.

"Be nice? Why won't you ask Alaric to give you a ride, then?" He started the bike and then took off quickly. He didn't want to look at her.

;..;

Elena wasn't sure how long she stood there. Her phone was in her bag and she didn't feel like hearing anything from her sisters mouth. She didn't want to hear it at all.

She did have a lunch date with Alaric, he stressed that it would be better for dinner, but she told him a lunch date at the diner. He asked why. She told him that she was still a kid and not some stuck up tight ass with no sense of fun. She didn't say 'the stuck up tight ass' part but she made it seemed that way. She wanted to go to the diner and see Damon at work. They only hung out in school and talked and texted, so she wanted to see him outside of work.

All went to hell. I just had to say something…urghhhh

Elena dug through her purse for her phone, about ready to call anybody when she heard a loud motorcycle noise. She looked up and noticed it was green and coming towards her. She backed up as the motorbike told two feet in front of her.

Damon took off his helmet. He threw it at Elena and she caught it without even flinching.

"What's this for?" She looked at him weirdly. She wasn't mad that he left but didn't think that he would come back for her.

"Get on the bike. I'm sorry. I shouldn't have left…just I feel like…just get on the bike."

Elena nodded her head and placed the helmet on to her head, taking quick steps towards the bike. She got on and wrapped her arms around his back, to hold each other against his front.

"I just like you…" He said it quietly enough for her to only hear the words;

Like and you.

;..;

Elena was angry and pissed off and all those other words that signified that she was angry.

Alaric stood her up. He stood her up!

She was sitting at the bar, looking at Damon as he worked. His muscles were showed off in the tight black shirt he wore. His smile was pure and welcoming. She couldn't keep her eyes off of him as he wiped the counter off. He was a cashier but he also had to take care of the orders since one waitress was missing that night.

Elena stayed sitting at the bar, because she hoped that after twenty minutes, he would show up and say he was sorry for being late and that he would give her bonus.

Okay maybe that was a bit much. But she just hated the fact that she almost lost Damon because of him. Lunch date her ass.

"I see the prince didn't come to be with the princess." Damon teased her as he rested his head on his hands, staring into her chocolate brown eyes.

"Oh, give it a rest. What time is it? I just realized that it was Thursday and I don't want to miss Moonlight. I love that show."

Damon's smile dropped. It was turned into awe and shock.

He got off his hands and then continued wiping up the counter, laughing to himself as there was three empty cups in front of her.

She ordered sprite, three cups of it.

"I like that show too. Mick St. John is a vampire. It's awesome. I'd love to be a vampire."

"Oh why, so you could feed on all the local girls and have sex with them?"

Elena stood up and walked towards the cashier as Damon walked towards it behind the bar. She heard what he said when she laid against his chest.

The words like and you ran through her mind so much that she was almost down to order something stronger. Seemed the diner was also a bar.

Great.

Elena dug through her purse to find her cash. She pulled out three twenties and one five.

"How much for the drinks?"

"Since they were just soda, I'll cover it. You can start a tab."

Elena scoffed and shook her head no. She checked the clock above Damon's head and saw that it was seven thirty.

"When do you get off of work?"

Damon leaned back to look at the clock and he shrugged his shoulders. "Right now. If you want I'll drop you off at your house?"

Damon turned around and headed in the silver swinging door. He told the cook that he was signing off and he'd be right after school tomorrow. He came to the front and didn't see Elena at all till he looked out the windows and saw she was leaning against his bike, waiting.

He told all the waitress bye and didn't even give them a backwards glance as they ogled his ass.

Minutes later he was outside, looking at Elena. Her hair was blowing in the wind, his helmet in her hands.

"Can we drop by my house real quick, I want to be able to check my messages from the home phone."

Elena nodded her head and then got on the bike, placing the helmet over her head.

She lowered the visor and looked at him with lust in her eyes as he stretched in front of her.

She shook her thoughts away.

Bad, bad, bad Elena. Just friends. Just friends.

"We might as well watch it at your house."

Damon smiled and got on the bike.

Yea watch it at my house and end up on my lap.

"Sure, I'll drop you off as soon as it's over with."

He started the engine and turned around to face Elena. He smirked at her and then rode away, the rain at his wheels.

E/N: Let me know what you think from when I started to now? Am I going too fast? Too slow. lol

The book she was reading was called, The Killing dance, Laurel K. Hamilton

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