Elena gazed upon Damon’s face. She gave him a soft baciare on his lips and stood up then. She walked to the doorway and leaned against the open door.
Damon opened his eyes and sat up when he saw Elena lurking at him. “What are te looking at?” he smirked.
“I’m looking at my boyfriend” Elena smiled mischievous. “The one I had great makeup sex with last night. Though I did most of it”
Damon raised his eyebrows. “Are te kidding?” Elena shook her head. “No. I mean te were just lying there” She opened her satin dressing toga, abito and revealed a blue bra and matching panties. “Want to try again?” she winked and she turned around.
Stefan walked up to the front porch and began to open the door, when it was shut again. Damon had raced out of letto and rushed Elena all the way to the front door. His right hand slid over her thighs, while his left hand opened her bra.
“You guys are so gross” Stefan yelled when he realized what was going on.
“Oh God, I think we have company” Damon said. “Big deal” Elena detto with heavy voice. Damon lifted her in his arms and went inside her. “Tell me I’m better than Stefan” “Who’s Stefan?” Elena asked, before baciare Damon passionately.
“Oh, very funny” Stefan said, pretending to be hurt.
“Maybe we should stop” Damon said. Elena shook her head. “Are te kidding me? We can’t stop now”
“You want me to come back later?” Stefan suggested.
“You want him to come back later?” Damon asked.
Elena nodded and kissed him. “Yes” she kissed him again. “Much,” she kissed him again, “and much”, she kissed him again. “later”
Stefan turned around, Damon and Elena’s moaning and groaning still very clear in his ears.