Damon let out another shrill sound and flapped his wings at her in protest for a moment, watching her with his beady, black eyes as she shooed him away. The crow hopped back and nipped at her pants in a teasing manner. Damon was feeling rather playful tonight for some reason, maybe it was just this Elena...and the fact that she wanted to spend time with him like this.
But he soon shifted back into his vampire form, laying on the bed beside her and watching her closely, amused, lips curled into a dirty smirk. "But what about a vampire," Damon purred.