Damon and Elena joined in the living room where the game had first been decided on. Damon held out the bowl that he had previously submitted with pieces of paper of each letter of the alphabet written on them and their 'kinky' terms.

He shuffled the bowl and Elena dropped her hand in, picking out a piece of paper and glancing at it, almost secretively, not letting Damon see what it was.

A mischievous grin crossed her face and she jumped up from her spot on the couch and cleared her throat excitedly.

"I'll be right back!" She squealed as she took off up the stairs.

Digging through their cluttered closet, Elena finally found what she was looking for. It was red and white, and it was sexy. She slipped out of her baggy t-shirt and pajama shorts and slid the outfit on, accessories as well and made a quick pit stop to the bathroom mirror and spiced up her hair a little bit to match. She was determined to look the part.

As she made her way downstairs, Damon's jaw dropped when he saw her. She was wearing her skimpy little nurse costume from Halloween, completed with the white fishnet stockings, underwear not included.

"I'm not complaining or anything but it would help if I knew what I was up against here." He chuckled, looking her up and down as she approached the couch.

Elena dropped the piece of paper that had her letter and its term onto Damon's lap which read;

F - Fantasy Role play

Damon's eyes quickly darted from the piece of paper back to Elena. They had role played a few times in their relationship but they would be silly about it or they would break character easily but this time was different, this time they agreed they had to do whatever they picked and Elena gave no fucks.

His mind became a war zone - Fantasy. Role play. Nurses outfit. Doctor.. Patient.. Oh no.

Elena smirked and wrapped her hands around Damon's arm, essentially telling him to stand up, "This way, please" she said in her sweetest voice.

He followed her to one of the guest bedrooms upstairs and she sat down on the bed, patting the empty space next to her to which he took.

Sure, they role played some of their other fantasies before but Elena never brought this one to light, let alone told Damon about it. Doctors and nurses? Hmm.

"Now I'm just gonna take some of your blood.." She said in a hush tone as she moved in closer to Damon and extracted her fangs, nipping at his neck and sucking up the blood now dripping off of him.

Damon's eyes widened at the sudden gesture but he quickly stopped her, "Elena, we said no vamp tricks."

"What vamp tricks?" she teased, licking her lips of the delicious taste of his blood. Elena was still using the same sweet voice as she gently placed her hand on his chest and pushed him backwards onto the bed, climbing on top of him. She reached her leg over him to give herself better leverage and shifted against him purposely.

Her outfit was so short and tight that it was hard for her to maneuver around like she was without it riding up, but it was Elena, and she always made it work.

"Oh, Nurse Elena, I think I might need some mouth to mouth resuscitation" Damon smirked, patting his chest playfully, his hands grasping her hips and swaying her back and forth so smoothly that she almost didn't even notice.

"Ah, ah, ah, no talking," she placed her index finger over his lips and shushed him, a light giggle escaping her, "Or no reward at the end."

Regardless of his snarkiness, she couldn't help but smile at his request and leaned down, her face an inch away from his but she didn't budge. Taking in the gorgeous sight of his body from her perspective she noticed something and shook her head. "So messy. Looks like you're gonna have to take that off.." She tried to sound displeasing but her arousal took over, causing her to stutter through her words. Damon looked down and noticed the blood had seeped into his shirt.

She pressed her hips against his before she slid off of him slowly and then pushed off the bed, looking on in admiration as he stripped down in front of her.

"Look at you, all buff and stuff. And those muscles.. Do you work out?"

"Why don't you find out for yourself?"

Whether Damon played along or was just his usual cocky self didn't matter to Elena, it was her turn and she knew exactly which direction she was taking.

Damon slowly made his way towards Elena, almost like a predator stalking its prey. He mocked her earlier tactics as they came face to face. Wait, wasn't this her game?

Elena pursed her lips at the tall, muscular man standing infront of her, trying not to break her character. Soon, she thought. Damon leaned in as if to kiss her but instead she threw her hand up between their faces, stopping him and pushing him back toward the bed.

"How inappropriate, Mr. Salvatore," she paused, clearing her throat nervously. She looked him up and down and then pointed to his crotch, "Pants. Drop 'em."

"Talk about inappropriate." Damon replied sarcastically as he unbuckled his belt and pushed his pants down, kicking them off his ankles and leaving him only in his superman boxers that, ironically, Elena had bought for him.

A small smirk played across her face when she saw them, and how good he looked in them. "Now sit back down so I can examine you."

"And what if I don't?"

"Well, then.." she paused for a second and popped open the top button on her dress, filling out her cleavage beautifully, "No reward." topping it off with a slight lip bite that had Damon stumbling onto the bed in seconds.

Much to his favor, Elena did what she did very well, and it was quite thrilling. She walked over and hopped down next to him again, picking up his arm and placing two fingers onto his wrist, checking his pulse, or lack of, but whatever. "Good." she hummed softly, dropping his arm and trailing her fingers down his body and sliding into his boxers. "One more."

Damon suddenly found himself fighting against his greater impulses as the monster was no longer confined by his tight pants, but instead Elena. It was hard to tell which one was worse at the moment.

As she stroked his growing erection, feeling the thickness pulsating in her grip, Damon let out an unexpected groan which intrigued Elena even more. "Your pulse is increasing very strongly. I wonder why that is." she said, her voice harbouring a fake surprised tone when she dropped her head and disguised her laugh with a cough.

"It's obviously been a while since I've had this kind of check up." he groaned again, his eyes failing to look away from her breasts that were nearly jumping out of her dress.

The torture he was probably feeling was nothing compared to what he did to her, and even though a week later she was still sore, she was also persistent.

My turn, my rules. Those words replayed in her head before she even put her hand in that bowl, much as they did now, she told him she was gonna get him back and she always kept her word.

"I'm gonna need you to lay back." and with that, it was like Damon lost all feeling in his body because he was down.

Elena released her hand and returned to her position on top of him, her arousal getting the best of her when she felt his erection rubbing against her core, straddling him roughly over his boxers. It was a bad idea to not wear underwear.

Shit.

"Why are these still on? You're not following the rules, I might have to punish you."

"I think you've already accomplished that."

Was Damon Salvatore admitting defeat? Imagine that. But Elena didn't want to imagine it, she wanted to do it and do it best.

Shifting herself a little bit, she pushed his boxers down and his erection sprang forward against his stomach. Point Elena. A soft moan escaped her lips when she stroked him again, her slit pushing up the length of his member, back and forth in a slow motion.

"So, what does this require?" He asked, choking back a hard groan.

"I'm, uh, I'm just.. checking your breathing."

Elena nearly lost herself when she brought his member to her entrance. Lost in a sea of sexual tension, not only punishing him, but she was punishing herself now too. "Now, inhale.." she instructed him, her real voice nearly breaking through as she pushed herself onto him, heaving in a quick breath as Damon did. She moved slowly, grinding him smoothly, he filled her in all the right ways.

"And exhale.." she lifted herself back up slightly, careful not to break their connection, it was as if she was telling herself what to do rather than Damon. They both followed her intructions as her eyes fluttered closed, opening again only to find him staring back at her intensely.

Their eyes locked onto each other and their breathing increased but remained steady.. She had prolonged this all day that it surprised her when she really realized how much she actually wanted him.

"And in one more time.." she pushed down again, not realizing how wet she really was until she was dripping all over him. On the outside, she could hide it. But on the inside her body was fighting, the fire in her stomach burning with need. They didn't have to say anything to know how good they made each other feel, their facial expressions were a point well made, along with the added touch of Damon's hands on her hips and oh crap, what's my name again?

Elena rode him at a steady pace, they moved together so perfectly that it only took a second for her to forget what was happening and fall into the motions. Coming back to reality, she took a deep breath, "And, um, out." quickly pulling back with a breathy gasp escaping her pursed lips.

A cocky smirk crossed Damon's face as his eyes moved to her chest, "You, uh, you have a little.. something on you. Let me get it." he trailed his hands up to the remaining few buttons still done up and ripped it, buttons flying everywhere. "There we go".

Her eyes widened, she tried to look upset but a smile forced its way across her lips instead. She ripped the rest, tossing it to the floor and embracing her nakedness, "I never liked this dress anyway," she sighed, "Too restricting."

"I guess I did you a favor then." Damon raised his eyebrows, his hands sliding down her body and finding their original place at her hips and teasingly bucked his hips upwards into her, pulling another gasp from Elena.

"Yes, I suppose you did." she replied, her body practically trembling under the mere touch of him that she longed to feel all day.

She leaned down, hovering just above him as she did earlier but with a much different intention. "Now," whispering softly, "I just, need to.." she sighed and pressed a soft, lingering kiss to his lips, arching her back as she continued to grind him in slow, soothing motions. Pulling away she smiled cutely, "do that."

His lips felt like paradise and she was enjoying her vacation.

"Woah, isn't this against the rules, Nurse Elena?" he said sarcastically as his fingers grazed her lips. His jaw dropped and then closed with a smirk.

Elena shook her head, complete with an eye roll and she cupped his jaw with her hand, "Shut up." dropping down again with a rougher kiss to his lips, pushing the rest of her body up before parting their lips and fully sliding onto his member once more. She had been fighting against her ambitions all day and she didn't care anymore.

Leaning back and placing her hands behind her on his legs for better leverage, she was no longer in a slow or smooth mood as she brought her feet up to replace her knees and pushed down onto him aggressively, taking him all in with each thrust. Moving up and down she increased her pace as well as her moans, the second not by choice. Cupping his face in his hands at the sudden transition and sensations he was now feeling, Damon failed to hold back his own sounds.

Finally able to act on what she wanted, she had no desire to keep still as she pushed off from behind her and sprung forward, falling into Damon, her hands desperately ruffling through his black locks then trailing down to caress his face and their lips met in a rough, passionate kiss. Bringing his legs up, Damon stopped her, shifting himself to change positions as he gripped her hips and held her up while bucking his own upwards and into her with a hard thrust, and then another, and another, causing Elena to heave a loud moan against Damon's lips.

Heavy breaths and hard moans were shared between them while being unable to detach from each others mouths and thrusting perfectly in sync.

Taking a page from Elena's earlier cheats, Damon whoosed her over onto her back, plumbing into her with another hard thrust but forcing Elena to retaliate, flipping him back over. "My turn" she huffed.

"You are so sexy when you take control." he grunted.

"Baby, I'm more than that." she replied, giving him one final kiss before sliding off the bed and settling down in front of him, taking his member in her hands and licking her way up his thick length before taking him in her mouth.

Elena knew he was coming close and she wanted to finish him off in one of the best ways she could.

She dropped down, embracing him more and more with each bob of her head and twirling her tongue around the head of his member each time she resumed for air.

"God!" he groaned, she had a talent for deep throating and she never disappointed.

"You know you can use my name." Elena joked as she came back up. Was this a bad time to make jokes?

The silly look on her face had faded into arousal as she sucked her bottom lip between her teeth and bit down hard, he was basically crumbling and it was because of her. She was doing this to him.

Elena increased her pace as she stroked him harder, placing her mouth just over the tip and twirling her tongue around. Her free hand slipping down between her own legs and rubbing her clit furiously, trying to keep her sounds controllable.

She was already sensitive as it was from their earlier shenanigans and the sensations now harshly flowing throughout her body were skyrocketting. Her mouth dropped onto his member completely, sucking, stroking.

With the addition of her moans vibrating onto him, Damon was gone, and his destination was Elena's mouth.

Releasing her mouth from him, she swallowed her prize and licked her lips free of any remaining. Pulling herself back up on the bed, she sighed.

"This is fun."

"It is. I also think you should be promoted for your job. Although, you made need a new outfit."

"And I think you should pick the next letter."

Damon chuckled as he rolled off the bed and weakly made his way over the dresser, reaching his hand in the bowl, pulling out a folded piece of paper and opening it. His eyes widened as he let out a loud laugh.

"What is it?" she asked nervously.

He didn't reply, he walked back over the bed and handed it to Elena, she quickly unfolded the paper to ease her curiosity but what she found only added more to her curious mind.

It read;

X

X-Rated Porn

Woaaah, what!

These two are in for the ride of their lives. Don't you just love this game! I know I do xD

Also, thank you Google for that one, I may or may not be using a random letter generator to scramble these letters haha.

Hope you enjoyed, I'd love to know what you guys think! :D