Damon stroked Elena's shoulder as her body draped over his chest. His other hand was busy holding hers with intertwined fingers. He stared at the top of her head. How could such a pretty, little thing be so good in bed? He smirked at his own thoughts.

"What are you smiling about?" Elena's eyes were closed, but her mouth hinted at a small smile of her own.

"I was just thinking about how much I love you," Damon silently chuckled to himself.

"Damon Salvatore, you're lying to me." Elena now opened her eyes and mocked a shocked expression. She repositioned herself so that her chest was on top of Damon's. Damon chuckled at this, and shook his head. He put his arm on top of his head, covering his eyes.

He suddenly flipped both of them over so that he was ontop of Elena, holding her wrists above her head. He kissed her jaw, and made his was way, leaving small kisses, down her neck.

He straightened his head so that he was looking into Elena's glowing, brown eyes. He looked down at her lips, but quickly back up to her eyes. He gave her the most seductive face he could manage. "If you must know, Mrs. Salvatore, I was wondering how such a pretty, little thing could be so damn good in bed."

Elena's jaw had dropped slightly while she listened to what he had to say. She hung onto every word like her life depended on it. She had began to become lost in his smouldering, blue eyes.

"Damon.." Her words came out in a mere murmur.

Damon's lips crashed onto Elena's before she could manage to say another word. Elena parted her lips, giving Damon's tongue an entrance. Their tongues fought each other for dominance, and Damon's was winning.

"Damon.." Elena moaned his name. Damon was always surprised how much one word from Elena Salvatore could be so alluring. He pulled himself up, so that he was facing Elena. He trailed his index finger up her neck.

"You know what you do to me," he whispered to her. Elena's lips turned into a cocky smirk, knowing exactly what he was talking about. Damon chuckled at this.

Elena wrapped her arms around Damon's neck, her face moving towards a more serious expression. "Damon." Damon could hear the seriousness in her voice.

"Yes?" He asked her, concerned.

"Have you ever thought about having kids?" Damon's eyebrows furrowed. He gave her a confused face. "What?"

"Maybe we could adopt. Or.. I don't know. It was just a thought." Elena shook her head. "It's nothing. Nevermind."

Damon's eyes softened. "Is this what you want?"

Elena considered this, pursing her lips. "I don't know. I think it's what I want. All I ever wanted when I was human was to settle down and have kids." Damon nodded, looking down.

"If this is what you want, it's what I want." Damon looked back up into Elena's eyes. Elena's jaw dropped slightly.

"Are you sure?" Elena asked him, wondering if he was completely serious. Damon nodded.

"I've had 178 years of freedom. It's about time I'm tied down by more than one little body." Damon gave Elena a warm smile. Elena smiled back at him.

"Okay. Then I guess we're adopting a baby." Elena couldn't help but laugh at her own statement. Damon kissed her lips lightly, before confirming her statement.

"I guess we are."