Notes: This concludes this story. I hope that you've enjoyed it. The purpose of the chapter is to make things go full circle. Sorry this chapter is so short, but I'm working on a few new stories that I hope you like. One is a series of one-shots the other is just an idea that popped into my head about Season 4.

Disclaimer: I don't own the Vampire Diaries. I don't own Damon, but I want to.

Life had slowed down for Damon and Elena. The people in their lives were slowly beginning to accept their relationship as they saw the loyalty and passion that was evident. Even Stefan and Katherine backed off, Damon was shocked, but kept his eye on them carefully. He always knew that for Katherine, "it would always be Stefan," but with Elena, Damon knew that she belonged to him.

Elena had just gotten into her pajamas when she got a text message from Damon.

D: Get naked.

She smiled at his ability to be vulgar and sexy at the same time. Elena texted him back.

E: I just got into my PJs.

It didn't take him long to respond.

D: Please? For me? I want to play.

Elena didn't know why but, she took off all of her clothes very quickly. She wanted to play, too.

E: I'm totally nude, just for you.

D: Take a picture. I need proof.

E: No. You've been a bad boy.

A few minutes went by and no text back from Damon. She was worried that she might have pissed him off, but Elena liked playing hard to get with him. Her cell phone rang. It was Damon.

He didn't even say hello. "Lay on your bed and spread your legs."

"Well, I've guess we've progressed to phone sex." She said as she sat onto her bed.

"I want to hear you come." The flirty arrogance was heavy in his voice. "Spread eagle, now."

Elena replied. "Bossy."

"Are you doing it?" Damon asked.

"Yes, all ready for you Damon." She said, with sensuality and a wee bit of enthusiasm.

"Good girl." He purred into the phone. "Touch yourself, give me details."

"I'm fondling my breasts, thinking about your hands on me." Elena explained.

Damon suggested. "I bet your are wet. "

"You would be right." She answered.

He instructed. "Put a finger down there. Make it wetter, I need details."

She was already touching herself, Damon knew it because the pace of her breathing had accelerated.

"I'm playing with my clit, circling it wishing that it was your tongue." Elena said and laughed nervously. "Damon, this feels weird."

"I've touched your clit lots of times, it always feels good to me." He said, Elena could almost hear his smirk over the phone.

"It feels strange verbalize everything that I'm doing." Elena said.

"Keep touching yourself." He said.

"Okay." She said.

Damon crawled through her bedroom window. "I want to watch."

She heard his voice over the phone and in the room. "Damon."

He looked her over splayed out on her bed. Damon's icy blue eyes were full of desire.

"Join me?" She asked.

"With pleasure." Damon used his super speed to get out of his clothes and jumped into bed.

They had a good night.