"I need someone for a demonstration."

"Seeing your face? I agree. Real torturous."

"Because I'm a asshole and. . ." He glanced between her eyes and almost hesitatantly her lips.

Damon was more or less concerned that if he tried it, he could be wrong. "And. . . You mean something."

His lips slowly moving to connect with hers as his eyes closed seemlessly.

"Thats the point, sounds more entertaining."

A smile tugged at his brims while his lips stayed connected to hers. His own hands dropping to grab the hem of her shirt.

Damon was happy in the moment, just emotions flooding his mind while the two were close.

Slowly pulling away from the kiss, his eyes opening to just stare at her in shock. "Did we. . .?"

"Do you regret it?"

He obliged to copy her. "No, not one bit."

"I don't know. . . Like I'm suppose to read your mind. All the time..."

"So. . . What is this then?"

"I asked first."

"Should we be more? Is that something you want? You still owe me booze."

"Oh, well if thats the case!" He laughed and picked her up off the ground after wrapping his arms around her body.

Simps for elena.