A week ago -

Elena's eyes darted back and forth from the paper to him, noticing the cocky smile on his lips that was not going to be wiped away easily, "You know if you keep smiling like that your face is gonna freeze that way and I'm gonna laugh." she hissed.

"Elena-" he started.

"No, Damon. I'm not doing that. Fuck it. Fuck it so hard in the ass that it can no longer be fucked. That's how I feel about it."

Damon raised an eyebrow, "What?"

"I don't know but I'm not doing it."

"Okay, how about we just watch porn together then?"

She exhaled sharply, "I can do that."

Damon chuckled again, "Nah."

"What?"

"I changed my mind. I like the other option"

"Fuck you"

"You want to"

"Yeah, but that's not the point."

Elena threw herself back, her head hitting the pillow hard enough to break through the bed. They watched porn together before, but the thought of making one was a much bigger step and had sort of an off feeling to it. She would never admit it, but she had imagined it before.

"I just- I don't know.."

Damon picked up his boxers off the floor and slid them on before falling down on the bed beside her, "You know," he finally spoke up again, "We'd only be filming ourselves doing what we always do. But with a sexy twist, we can watch it after."

With Elena still facing the ceiling, her eyes shifted towards him, silently telling him to go on. He leaned down to her level, spreading himself out on the bed and whispered in her ear, "I'd make you watch it with me."

An unexpected shiver ran down her spine at his words. Shit.

His voice softened, "And I'll whisper into your ear, like I'm doing right now, everything I felt in each moment of the video."

As he spoke, his fingers stroked lightly up and down her bare thigh, moving in and nipping at her ear, pulling back slightly between his teeth.

Elena sighed heavily, quickly pulling away. She propped herself up on her elbows and turned towards Damon, "No one's gonna see it?"

"Believe me, nobody gets to see you like this but me."

It was than that she knew he was serious. Damon may be a cocky asshole at times, but he loved Elena.

"Okay." her voice quiet as she sat up and leaned over the edge of the bed, gathering her clothes off the floor and taking her time putting them back on.

Damon made his way over to her, settling behind her and pressing small kisses across her shoulder and neck, "Plus, if they sell well enough, we can just say it's Katherine." he added, jokingly.

Elena cringed, turning around and smacking him with her shirt. "That's not funny!"

"Come on, it's a little funny." He grabbed her shirt out of her hands and dropped it back onto the floor, his hands grazing up and down her arms.

He rest his chin in the crook of her neck and heaved a cool breath against her sweet spot, she tried her best to avoid giving him any notes of satisfaction but her plan seemed to fly out the door as he dipped his fingers between her legs and gently rubbed her sensitive clit, the other hand massaging her breast. Her body jumping backwards into his chest.

"Here we go again."

Present -

Elena lay stretched out across the couch in the living room, her phone in hand, completely oblivious to almost everything around her in the moment, well, maybe not everything. The front door opened, she lowered her phone to her lips, taking in the sexy view of Damon in a black buttoned up shirt, his chest exposed. They shot each other a "hey" before separating again.

A little quick to the notion, Damon had just returned from buying a camera. Entering their bedroom he excitingly took to hiding it, squeezing it in between a couple of books on the bookshelf next to their bed, the colors of the camera settling well between the books deemed ultimate camouflage.

A few minutes later, Elena heard him calling for her. She set her phone on the table and hurried upstairs.

She leaned in the doorway, folding her arms across her chest when she was met with a nice view of Damon's butt as he stood staring out the window, the sun beaming down in his face.

"I'm curious, did you call me up here so you could show me your ass or?" she laughed.

Damon spun around when he heard her voice, a smile crossing his lips. "Enough about my ass and how about you get your ass in here?" he replied.

"Tempting.." she hummed, tip toeing a little further into the room. Looking him up and down as he moved in closer to her, she couldn't help but bite her lip. He was real, and he was hers.

"You need to stop looking so damn good." she blurted out finally coming together.

"Would you rather me be wearing a garbage bag?" He wrapped his arms around her waist slowly as if it were a sin, closing the space between them with an aggressive pull. Elena gasped, her hands falling onto his bare chest, eyes slowly trailing up his body to grasp onto his beautiful baby blues.

A pretty little smile edged its way across her lips and Elena's hands released from Damon, meeting his around her waist. Hands on top of his, she pushed them down more, showing him where she really wanted them.

Her eyes dropping from his eyes to his lips, her intentions were less subtle now as Damon followed her silent pleas and pressed his lips against hers, Elena's arms wrapping around his neck as they backed up towards the bed.

He sat down on the edge, trailing her hands down his neck to rest on his shoulders as his gave one last squeeze of her ass before rubbing up and down her back, she held her stance in front of him.

Bringing his hands around he scrunched each side of her shirt into his fists and tugged, Elena lifted her arms up, assisting him as he pulled it over her head and tossed it on the ground, her breasts bouncing freely. Their lips met again, but only for a short time as Elena sucked his bottom lip between her teeth, biting down hard before releasing and ripping his own shirt open, pushing each side off his shoulders eagerly.

Now reaching around her bare waist he fell back onto the bed, pulling her with him. An involuntary giggle screeched out of her as she crashed on top of him.

"So, where is it?" She whispered, just barely pulling away from his lips.

"Where's what?"

Elena cocked a side smile and raised her eyebrows, she was testing him. She knew he wouldn't tell her where the camera was, he didn't want her to feel uncomfortable as he previously stated and with knowing where it was she would have been more cautious, even she knew that.

"Hey, trust me." He said softly, fingers tangling through her long brown hair, Elena nodded. Eyes fluttered closed as their lips met again in a deeper kiss, a soft moan broke out between them.

There were few things Damon loved hearing more than anything, cue Elena's happy noises. Finally realizing that things were okay, Elena exhaled the rest of her worries out and began rocking her hips back and forth against Damon.

The bulge that was calmly resting in his pants was now pushing against them and Elena could feel his erection mocking her, pulsating into her with each rock of her hips. Camera what?

She slipped her tongue into his mouth, dancing with his. Nudging herself down a little bit, she traced a finger down his body, coming to stop and extending her hand, roughly stroking his member over his pants.

Lips attached, tongues entwined, Elena could feel herself getting wetter by the second.

Her need for him becoming stronger and the fire in her stomach burning hotter, little by little, almost screaming inside of her until she could no longer hold back and avoid the monster, Elena pulled away from his lips and let out a hard gasp, trying to play it off by pressing a kiss to his chest.

Her distraction became Damon's advantange, he slid one hand into the middle of her back and the other down to her still covered butt and flipped her over, moving his hand down the rest of the way and guiding her legs around his waist. Her arms lay flat above her head, allowing him to do whatever he wanted to her.

"It's okay, I wouldn't be able to control myself either." he smirked, his fingers following up her arms and pinning her hands under his.

Elena huffed, fighting against his one armed restraint only to fail.

Trailing open mouthed kisses down to her neck, Damon extracted his fangs and nipped at the soft skin, giving her a little taste of her own medicine, but more importantly a taste of what was to come. "Do I need to remind you who cheated first?" he responded hushing her whimpers, letting her arms go.

"I didn't say I didn't like it." she hissed back.

"Is that right? Then you won't mind-" his voice trailed off as he scraped his fangs down her chest bluntly, circling around her nipple. A mix of moans and whimpers and even a giggle escaped her as she combed her fingers through his messy hair. Jolts of different sensations running through her, she didn't know how to feel.

"Damon, stop, you're filming!" she squealed, "You have to be human!"

"Says who?" he mumbled, his head jumping towards each corner of the room, just for one specific spot to see if the camera was still on and on them, careful not to give his hiding spot away to Elena. Turning back to her, he smiled, "Human. Blood sucking vampire.. Who makes up these rules?"

Elena giggled, he shot her a smoldering glare and he dropped back down, swirling his tongue around the hard bud before taking it into his mouth and humming softly against it, the vibrations shot through her body and stemmed straight to her core as she jumped back. Damon stopped, smiling against her skin.

Blowing a breath of cool air against her sensitive pebbles to soothe them, he lifted his head up to face her, "Tell me, Elena," he continued, hands stroking up the side of her body and meeting in the middle, "Do I need to get the clamps out again? They seem to have recovered." brushing his hands over her breasts and squeezing her nipples between his fingers.

She bites her lip, hesitant to answer him. Part of her wants to say yes but she doesn't want to give that power to Damon. A smirk crosses her lips as she playfully slaps him, "Sorry babe, 26 letters, 3 down.. By my math you gotta wait 23 more times before that's even considered again."

Damon favored a fake frown before he chuckled, she could always bring light to any moment. His hands caressing her body ever so gently, gliding them up and down her curves as if she was one of those delicate glass sculptures placed in museums.

Stopping at the waistband of her shorts, he looked for confirmation to continue, but he didn't need her words, the glossed over look in her eyes alone were enough, batting her lashes at his silent question.

Tugging them down, he left her underwear in place, sliding her shorts down and off her ankles and tossing them wherever they would land, not wasting any time in kissing his way back up to her inner thighs and nipping at the soft skin.

Damon swiped a finger just underneath her, raising his eyebrows almost in shock at how wet she really was.

"You're soaked." a smirk forcing its way across his face, nails imprinting her skin as he scratched along her thighs, dragging his fingers up and down, purposely ignoring the area that was burning for him the most. "Do you want me to do something about that?"

Elena dropped her head down onto the bed, her chest rising and dropping heavily, "God, yes.." she moaned.

"I didn't hear a please." Damon insisted, teasing her, his fingers lightly tracing circles just above her covered centre.

Elena sucked in a hard breath, cupping her own breasts in her hands and pushing her hips into him more.

"Fucking please!" she cried out.

"Oh, yeah, that'll be a bonus to play back later when we're watching this."

"Yeah, why don't you say hi to our future selves while you're at it."

Damon smirked, "You know, that's a good idea," clearing his throat, he backed up a little bit and looked towards the ceiling, avoiding the camera at all costs, "Elena, I'm going to fuck the life out of you now, okay?"

Silence.

"Okay." he finished, answering his own rhetorical question.

A laugh broke out of Elena as she sat up, no longer wasting any more time and taking his words into action. Wrapping her arms around his neck, she pulled him into her, "So do it." meeting him with a hard kiss. She wasn't gonna give him the upper hand, let alone sit still.

Dragging one hand down and tugging on the waist of his pants, she let out a small whine against his lips when her fingers fumbled around trying to get his belt off. "Who made belts so hard to function with anyway?"

Damon chuckled, one last loop and she tossed it. Her focus on his zipper was fuzzy, she could have snapped it off if she really wanted to but he's had to buy a lot of new pants because of Elena's lack of self control, not wanting him to be another victim to that she withheld her strength.

He wanted them off as much as she did, he was sure the monster was suffocating in there. Two down, one to go. Sliding his pants off the rest of the way, he pushed her back down, Elena's legs spread for him like wildfire.

"Do you think you've earned this?" he sneered, stroking the head of his member up and down her dripping slit, "Have I teased you enough?"

"I don't know, what you're doing to me is probably affecting you just as much so, you tell me. Is it?"

"Hilarious." he groaned.

She batted her lashes again, this time in victory. Point Elena.

Damon leaned down, hovering just above her and making no moves as he settled the head of his member against her entrance, eyes locked onto each other as he plunged into her, finally becoming one.

He watched as the look in her eyes faded from sweet seduction to oh my fucking god, her jaw dropping, forming an O at his very touch.

Her legs tightening around his waist, hips pressing together, they moved perfectly in sync following each other into paradise.

They lay there, embracing each other, taking each other in without a care in the world.

Elena rest her hand on the back of Damon's neck, pulling him down into her own and sitting up a little bit, pecking kisses to his shoulder and down his arm, as if soothing him. After all the teasing they had endured, they were both overwhelmed.

Damon increased his pace, thrusting into her harder each time he pulled back. Elena's quiet moans were now louder, fighting with herself to hold on.

Elena's moans only adding more pressure, she felt so good on him he never wanted it to end.

"Fuck!" Damon grunted, no longer holding back as he shifted himself, plowing into her as hard as he could. He needed this, she needed this.

Gaining enough strength back, Elena whooshed Damon over onto his back, their embrace still in tact, she rocked her hips aggressively against him, the heat in the house was off but she could have sworn it was on full blast. She grabbed his shoulders, pulling him up into a sitting position. Wrapping her arms around his neck for leverage, she changed her pace and rocked her hips in a circular motion.

Skin to skin in every way, Elena barred her fangs and sunk them deep into Damon's carotid artery. For them, even pain was pleasure. Damon groaned, unable to control himself he seethed his own and latched onto her shoulder.

Letting go, their wounds quickly healed but the blood still remained, licking up every drop from their bodies before coming face to face once more, blood stained lips crashing against each other as Elena's gentle thrusts picked up again. She pushed herself forward in Damon's lap, need taking over, the paint on the wall begging to be redone.

Between the bed rocking furiously and the headboard crashing against the wall, destruction ensued as the bed frame caught onto the end of the bookshelf knocking over most of the books, as well as the camera hiding inside.

The shine of the camera lens caught Elena's eye and she smirked, pulling off of Damon and making her way over to the pile of destruction, picking it up off the ground, still on.

"Elena, I-" Damon started, a worried look on his face.

She quickly shushed him, a smirk crossing her lips, "I have an idea."

Expecting a completely different reaction, Damon raised his eyebrows at her words, waiting for her to speak again.

She turned the camera towards herself, lowering it and panning up her naked body, holding it up in the air and striking a pose before turning it towards Damon and jumping back on the bed in front of him excitedly.

"Fuck me." she said bluntly.

Damon's eyes darted to the object in her hands and back to her smiling face, arousal replacing shock as he snatched it from her, "You kinky little sh-" she didn't bother to let him finish, cutting him off with a hard kiss.

He held the camera up, getting in the perfect shot of their intense make out as their tongues fought for dominance.

Sliding his hand from her neck to the back of her head, Damon grabbed a handful of hair and spun her around, shoving her down and smushing her face into the bed sheets. Propping her ass upwards into doggy style, he inserted two fingers into her throbbing core, "Don't move." his voice cold.

He placed the camera in front of her, sliding it on an angle so he was in frame as well. Pumping his fingers excessively, Elena couldn't abide to his rules as she hiked her arms into a pushup position and jolted upwards only to be thrown back down again.

Her mouth hanging open but no sound coming out as he pumps harder, a slight screech finally found its way out as she released onto his fingers.

"That's a good girl." he smiles, bringing his hand up to his mouth and licking his fingers of her juices, rewarding her with an ass slap. A breathy giggle squeezes passed the barrior.

Allowing her to get up, he also pulls himself to his knees and kneels over her to grab the camera. She sits up and turns around, wrapping her hand around his thick shaft and stroking it smoothly, both hands on the wheel. Damon holds the camera at his level, facing it downwards as Elena looks up at both of them, baring a seductive smile and licking her lips before swirling her tongue around the tip of his member. Her eyes remain steady on Damon as she closes her lips over the head and sucks on it. The heat of her mouth is too much as he rests a hand on the back of hers, watching her bob up and down, taking all of him into her mouth. His groans are enough for her to continue. Elena comes back up and releases her mouth, this time licking up and down his length before closing her mouth over the head again, sucking on it and stroking him faster. She lets out a soft hum against the tip, sending wild sensations through his body. "God, Elena!" he groans through grit teeth, throwing his head back and releasing into her mouth.

A small giggle escapes her after she wipes her mouth of his donation, continuing to press small kisses up his body until reaching back to his level and coming face to face, her hands following her lead. Grazing her hands up his chest and wrapping them around his neck again, she smiles, he smiles. Silence filled the room as she dropped her forehead to his, a soft kiss lingering on his lips, letting him taste himself on her.

"That's a good boy." she whispered in a mocking tone, her voice shaking.

Shit.

Damon's eyebrows furrowed, noticing the stutter in her voice he knew she wanted more. Hell, he wanted more.

"Spread your legs." he told her, pushing off his knees and laying back down underneath her. Elena positioned herself over him, holding his member against her entrance and pushing herself down all the way.

She let out a hard gasp as she took him all in once more. Damon pointed the camera down to where they became one, watching as she rode him, claimed him as her own. Slowly panning the camera up her working body, it was even more exhilerating.

"Do you like that baby? Do you like how I fill you?"

"Fuck yes" she moaned, throwing her head back, mouth falling open again as her hips rocked.

Damon sat up a little bit, grabbing the back of her head and making her look at him, as well as the camera.

"Tell the audience how you feel."

Taking a few seconds to collect her thoughts, she groaned as he hit all the right spots inside of her. Sitting up again, Damon cupped her jaw with his free hand before slapping her across the face, focusing the camera closer onto her, "I'm sorry what was that?"

A smile forced its way onto her lips in his forceful grip. She loved it when he got rough, "It feels so fucking good." she finally replied.

"There we go." With one hand holding the camera, the other trailed down her chest, roughly massaging her breasts as the increasing sounds from Elena told him everything he wanted to know.

She threw her head back again, biting her lip to keep from screaming, her methods not working out very well as soft whimpers were drawn out. It was than that Damon realized she was close when he began to feel her walls clench around him, pushing herself against him harder and changing her motions.

"Louder baby, I wanna hear you." he told her.

Her eyes slamming shut, her mouth dropping open, Damon set the camera down giving himself a better path. Hiking her up and bucking his hips, he thrust upwards into her with everything he had, Elena's screams echoed throughout the room as he helped her ride out her orgasm.

She sighed, feeling as if all her strength was just ripped away from her as she fell on top of him. Pulling out of her, Damon relaxed himself and gently rubbed her back.

Almost falling asleep in his arms, Elena heard some mumbles and lifted her head up from his chest to see him talking into the camera.

"Really?" she groaned, playfully slapping him to get him to shut up. He turned back to her, sharing a smile and placing a soft kiss to her lips.

He turned the camera off and placed it aside, "I can't wait to watch this later."

Elena nodded, rolling off of him and sighing, "Go get the bowl."

Following her lead, he rolled over and pushed himself off the bed, walking over to the dresser and picking up the bowl, bringing it back to her.

She reached in and pulled one out gradually, unfolding the paper and glancing at it intently. Elena raised her eyebrows, letting out a soft giggle as she looked up at him and bit her lip.

"You're in trouble, Salvatore." she squealed, handing him the paper.

He opened it, licking his lips in a quick manner as if they had dried out to nothing.

G.

G-Spot. See how many times you can make your partner orgasm.

Damon shook his head with a laugh.

"On the contrary, prepare your pussy, babe."

Sorry I took so long to get this up, I've had writers block and I finally broke out of it.

Hope you enjoy!

Who do you think is winning so far?