Oh yes, this was so much better than the simple mechanics of what was going on between Elena's legs. Her eyes varied from wide and expressive, to fluttering shut, while Damon's gaze remained firmly on her. His vampire senses painted him a clear picture, the smell of Elena's arousal heightened, and the faint sound of her fingers moving slickly over her clit, getting wetter with each stroke. It was hard to hold his own control in check.
"That's a good girl," he praised her, their hands nudging together slightly, as Elena removed any space left between them.