Damon wasn't usually so laid back with his brother. It was more often a contest that he always won. Who could be faster, stronger... more in control. But tonight, he was content to lay back and let Stefan do all of the work.
"The only thing hotter than you being such a whore for me, is that you have no shame about it, Stefan," he growled softly, trying not to thrust up into the welcoming heat of his brother.