WHO: Stefan, Elena elenathegilbert & Damon varvatosdude WHAT: They care for Damon after he breaks down. Things happen. WHERE: Stefan and Elena's apartment WHEN: The night he killed Jack RATING: NC-17 STATUS: complete!
Damon was drunk. He'd gotten away from Stefan at dinner, and managed to find some nice booze to sooth his broken heart. Stefan was very upset with him, and Damon was giggling, he was so wasted.
Elena opened the door, her vampire hearing picking up that Stefan and Damon coming down the hall. Great. Damon was drunk. But he was safe. That's all that matters. "Damon! Thank god!" Elena ran up to hug him tightly before looking at Stefan, "Stefan, is he okay?"
The younger Salvatore had an annoyed expression on his face, but at his girlfriend's question, he raised his brows and gave a little sigh. "He's alright. Drunk off his ass, but alright." He managed to give Elena a smile, then moved past her into the apartment, depositing Damon on the couch a bit roughly. "Don't run off again," Stefan warned, watching his brother closely with narrowed green eyes.
Damon made a little giggle, lying down on the couch upside down. "Lennnnnnna! He's being mean," he told her, snorting with laughter as he moved his feet in the air.
"Oh dear god," Elena sighed as she pushed his legs down. "Damon. Calm down." Elena sighed and walked over to the kitchen and getting a glass of ice water before calmly coming over to him and pouring it on his head. "Sober up."
Stefan's eyes went wide at her little move, and then he had to suppress his laughter with a fake cough, shifting on his feet. "I guess that works... Sorry we're late, love. Damon was hungry, so we went somewhere...then he sneaked away." He moved to smack his brother hard on the thigh.
Damon yelped with the ice water, and went to move away but Stefan hit him. He looked like a little wounded puppy as he moved off the couch and curled up in the corner of the room, wrapping his arms around his knees.
"Oh Damon..." Elena sighed as she walked over to him and sat next him him. Gently she wrapped her arms around him and pulled her to him in a protective embrace. "Shhhh. It's okay. We are here. We love you, Damon. Everything is going to be okay."
He sighed and walked over to the other two vampires, crouching down on Damon's other side and setting a hand on his shoulder, squeezing. "It might not seem like it now, but it will, Damon... We promise. It just takes time."
Damon didn't like that they were trying to make him feel, he didn't want to feel. He wanted to shut it all off and just...not feel the pain anymore. "I.. I don't.. I can't.. I can't be happy," he whispered, curling into himself.
"Yes you can," Elena said softly as she moved to gently lift his face up and place a tender kiss on each of his eyelids, his nose and then softly on his lips. "Stefan and I could make you happy. I love you, Damon. I'll do whatever I can to see you smile again."
"And you're my big brother, Damon... I've always wanted you to be happy, even if you haven't always believed it. It's the truth." Stefan swallowed the lump in his throat and glanced over at Elena, smiling warmly. She was such a wonderful woman. "Please...just let us help."
Damon sniffled, pulling away from Elena's kissing, hiding his face in his knees. "Don't kiss me.. You belong to Stefan..stop." He moved, getting up and going to the kitchen, his head was spinning and he wanted more booze.
"I belong to both of you" Elena said softly. She looked so hurt at his rejection of her. "Please stop drinking, Damon. You need to calm down. We will always take care of you. Please...just..." she reached her hand out to touch him. "Just don't drink anymore tonight."
"You've had more than enough tonight. Alcohol isn't going to solve your problems. It will probably just make things worse, actually." Stefan ran his hands over his face as he held in another sigh, getting up to sit down on the couch. He relaxed a bit, but also watched Elena and Damon across the room carefully.
Damon was sick of being told what to do, how to feel, how to act. He turned around quickly, snarling at Elena. "Shut up! I will drink if I want!" he growled at her, taking a step at her to scare her a little. He was broken, drunk, hurting, sad, depressed, no blood in his body. He wasn't thinking..
Elena threw herself against the wall, whimpering. Her mind went back to when Stefan would abuse her. In her mind she knew that Damon would never hurt her, but she couldn't turn off that terrifying switch. Tears rolled down her face and she covered her face as her body began to tremble. "Don't hit me! I'm sorry!" She cried.
The younger brother was immediately up, showing his fangs to Damon and pushing him back, causing him to hit the counter. "Damnit, Damon!" Stefan continued to stare at his brother with the dark red and green eyes of a vampire, looking him over. "Don't move." He turned and went over to Elena, carefully pulling her into his arms, stroking her hair and cooing softly. "Love, it's alright. It's just Damon, he's not going to hurt you."
Damon slammed against the wall and whimpered, his body too weak to handle it. He slide down, watching them, his face going back to normal. "I.. I.." he shook his head, not able to say anything that would take back what he just did.
Elena sniffled and wiped her tears away letting Stefan comfort her for a few minutes before going over to sit next to Damon. She was still very tentative in her movements, afraid he'd try to attack her, but she eventually pulled him in her arms and rested her head against his. "It's okay. I know you didn't mean it."
He turned back to the others and watched Elena attempt to comfort him, hoping that she would be able to get through to him in time. Stefan couldn't stand the thought of Damon going out and doing something stupid just because he wasn't thinking straight at the time. That could lead to some serious regrets.
Damon curled up against her and cried into her chest, sniffling. "I'm so sorry," he whispered, feeling horrible for everything that happened. He just wanted the pain to go away. He was so sick of the pain.
"Its okay, I forgive you," she said with a soft sigh as she kissed his forehead. "Shhh. I forgive you. I love you. Just...trust in my love for you. In Stefan's love for you."
"She's right, Damon...," Stefan told him, coming over to sit down next to the couple and take Damon's hand in his own. "We love you. We'd do anything for you. Anything. Because, as much as you might not like it, we're in this with you and we don't plan on letting you go anytime soon."
Damon sniffled, curling up between them. "Make it go away... please..."
Elena stroked his hair away from his face. "I'll make your pain go away..." she whispered as she gently kissed his lips, pushing her tongue past his lips to enter his mouth. Her tongue gently stroked against his, trying to engage him. She wanted him. She wanted to show him she loved him.
Stefan watched with wide eyes for a moment, his interest completely piqued at the sight of his lover kissing his brother. It was actually...nice, a smile eventually coming to his lips. But he stayed still and just wanted to see how Damon would accept.
He whimpered softly into the kiss, his lips quivering as he kissed her back. He slipped his arms around her, sniffling as he let his tongue tease hers. He was so scared to give into this, but...she loved him. And she was so soft and gentle.. And Stefan was there, he wouldn't let anyone hurt him.
Elena moaned into his mouth. She had wanted this. It would be a lie to try and deny that she hadn't fallen for Damon. Her body would tingle when he talked about getting hard seeing her in a suit. Whenever he would flirt with her she felt happy. She loved Stefan truly, but was it so wrong to love him too? She didn't think so.
He finally moved, going to sit behind Elena so he could pull her hair away from her neck and kiss the pale skin gently while her tongue engaged with his brother's. He probably should have felt awkward from this but it was more natural than anything. Stefan moved his hands along her body, playfully slipping his fingers under her shirt to touch the soft flesh with a groan.
Damon should have pulled back when his brother enjoyed, but... he couldn't, it felt...right. He whimpered into the kiss, moving closer, his hands running up her shirt with Stefan's hands, cupping over them, feeling him tease her body. He was so turned on...so amazed by how good this felt.
Elena pulled her lips back and moaned louder, closing her eyes. "Yes...." she whimpered. "That feels so nice. My boys. My two sweet boys..." she whispered hoarsely. She should feel mortified that heat was already pooling between her legs, she was sure they could smell her arousal, but she didn't care. She wanted them.
Stefan pulled his lips away from her neck and his hands away from Damon's only so he could strip Elena of her shirt, leaving her in her bra before his brother. He kissed her shoulders and worked open the catch of the piece of lingerie, but didn't remove it from her body yet, instead he pulled his own shirt off and tossed it to the floor. They really needed to move into the bedroom, but he couldn't care less right then.
Damon bit his lip, looking at both of them. He was nervous, unsure what to do. He sniffled a little, licking his dry lips as he looked between both of them. He wanted to be with Elena.. but.. could he truly be with his brother as well? He wasn't sure, and someone needed to give him a little shove.
"Touch us..." she commanded hoarsely as she undid her bra, leaving her breasts bare before him. She took his hand and placed it on her perfect breasts, her nipples hardening under his touch. "Can you smell my desire Damon? It's all for you and Stefan. Only for you and Stefan...."
Stefan smiled at Damon over Elena's shoulder and dropped his hands to the waistband of her jeans, flicking open the button with a purr in his throat. "You don't have to be afraid, Damon... We both want this." He reached up, setting his hands on his brothers over Elena's chest.
Damon swallowed, he was drunk enough? Wasn't he? He gently moved his hands against her breasts, staring at Stefan, unsure what else to do. For once.. he couldn't take the lead.
Elena shuddered in delight. "Yes...." She whimpered and leaned forward to unbutton Damon's shirt, slowly revealing his chest to her. "So perfect..." she licked her lips and leaned forward to lick at his nipples.
"I think before we all end up losing our clothes," Stefan started, grabbing their shirts with one arm and carrying Elena with the other around her waist, "that we should go somewhere more private than the kitchen floor. Come on, Damon. We haven't even gotten to the good part yet." Stefan kissed Elena's cheek and carried her off towards the bedroom to lay her down on the bed, knowing his brother would follow.
Damon wasn't sure what to do, he slowly stood up and followed them, standing at the door, watching them. He was nervous, that was clear, and he was shaking a little, his palms sweaty.
"Come to me, Damon..." Elena whimpered as she slide her skinny jeans off her body. "I...I want you to rip my panties off me. To devour me with your mouth...your fingers...your cock..." she closed her eyes and whimpered "or do I have to model that bikini for you again to get you hard?"
Stefan couldn't help but laugh softly, shooting his brother an amused look, "and shut the door behind you." He smirked then leaned down, taking one of Elena's nipples into his mouth, tugging and biting it at just the way she liked while his hand went to her other breast to squeeze the soft globe.
He slowly went into the bedroom, shutting the door behind him and crawling on the bed. He sat on the very edge, watching them closely. God, they were...beautiful together. And he couldn't believe how amazing they were together, and they wanted him to join... But, well.. he was too nervous.
"Damon, are you deaf?! I said fucking taste me! Fuck me!" She whimpered as she grabbed at him. "Please Damon. I need you. I need you so bad..." she moaned as Stefan began to suck on her nipple. She was getting wetter by the minute. "Don't you want to mark my pussy as yours?"
He frowned at his brother, sitting up straight so he could move over, touching Damon's shoulder firmly. "Join us, Damon... We're not going to judge you for what you want to do. We're all in this together. The three of us. So...come on. Don't you hear Elena begging?"
He swallowed and stripped off his clothes, crawling between her legs, he kissed her deeply. "I..want you.." he whispered, pushing inside of her slowly, nervous still but there, inside of her, moaning. This felt like a dream.. He was inside of Elena, making love to her.
"Oh god!" Elena screamed as she wrapped her legs around his waist. "Damon...you're so big..." she whimpered as she closed her eyes taking a few deep breaths. "It feels so good. Go whatever place you feel comfortable, baby." She stroked his cheek. "I love you."
Stefan let out a sigh of relief when Damon actually decided to participate, and then he was holding in a breath as his brother was sliding inside of his lover, the woman accepting him completely. "Mm, you're enjoying that, aren't you," he teased softly, moving so he could lean down and kiss Elena eagerly with a groan.
Damon closed his eyes, trying to stay calm, he wasn't sure what to do really. He was inside of her, and his brother was there.. He moved inside of her, trying to be the best lover that he could be, and it was hard to do right now, his mind was racing with things.
Elena laid her head against the pillow moaning softly. She gently stroked at his back in a soothing manner. "Don't be afraid. Not of us. Never of us..." she soothed softly. "We love you." She leaned up to lightly graze her lips against his in a soothing manner. "I love you."
Stefan rested back against the headboard, moving one of the pillows so it was behind his back before he relaxed and set in to watch them. After a few moments, he slowly stripped off the remainder of his clothing and wrapped a hand around his cock, stroking himself in time to Damon's thrusts, a groan on his lips.
Elena turned her head to look at Stefan with heavy lidded eyes. "Come here," she demanded hoarsely gently grasping his cock and licking her lips. She turned to look at Damon with heavy lidded eyes. "Keep going? Please Damon...it feels so good...." with that she turned to gently lick the tip of Stefan's cock in a teasing manner.
Damon watched her, licking his lips as he saw her tease Stefan, that was amazingly hot. He had no idea why he felt that it was.. This was his baby brother, he wasn't suppose to think those things. Maybe it was just because it was Elena.. But he couldn't keep his eyes off them.
He moaned at the touch of her tongue to his cock and bucked up, trying to hold himself back from taking too much, but he was so eager for her now while he watched his brother fuck her. "Elena...love..." Stefan swallowed and moved a hand to her head, petting her hair gently.
"Touch him..." Elena whispered softly. "Show your brother how much we both love him. That he doesn't have to be afraid anymore..." she gave his cock one last long suck before turning her attention to Damon. "Don't be afraid..." she whispered as she leaned up to kiss him. "You can go faster. You won't hurt me...."
Damon's eyes went from Elena to Stefan, his hips moving harder and faster, he was nervous again. How would Stefan touch him? Would he like it? He wasn't sure.. But he was willing to at least try.
Stefan looked at Damon with wide green eyes but reached out, taking his brother's hand, entwining their fingers and squeezing firmly. "I love you, brother," he told him in a sure voice, looking into his blue eyes.
Elena moaned as Damon began to thrust harder and faster. "God, I'm going to come soon!" She wailed as she reached down to rub her clit. She moaned when Stefan told Damon he loved him. This was perfect. This was everything she could have hoped for between the three of them. "I love you both."
"I love you...too, Stefan..." He bit his lip, gently reaching out and pushing a hand into his hair. He pulled him close, brushing his lips against the corner of Stefan's mouth. "I love you both..."
He was surprised at the gentle kiss, and the feel of that hand in his hair, but he leaned into Damon, moaning softly against his lips and pressing them together. It was gentle and barely there, not much of a kiss, but he figured it got the point across.
"Oh god!" Elena screamed as she climaxed around Damon's cock. The sight of them kissing, however tentative it might be was too much for her to handle. It sent her senses into overdrive as her pussy clenched around Damon's cock. "Cum for me Damon. I want to feel you spill inside of me."
He groaned loudly, coming hard for her, spilling his seed into her body as he broke away from Stefan and laid against Elena, panting.
"And what about me," Stefan said with mock annoyance, raising a brow as he looked down at her, nudging at her lips with the tip of his cock. "I guess I could just go, if you'd like...finish in the bathroom," he teased further.
Elena moaned looking lustfully at her boyfriend. "I'm sorry baby, how could I forget you?" She smiled and stroked his cock, leaning forward to graze her fangs gently along his cock before she took him in his mouth. Her mouth bobbed up and down on his cock eagerly as she began to massage his balls.
Damon pulled out of her and moved onto the side of her, watching them together, he was enjoying this far too much and wasn't sure what to make of it.
Much, much better, he thought to himself, running his fingers through her long, dark hair and groaning happily as he thrust up into her welcoming mouth around him. She was so talented at this and he knew how much she liked it, it was obvious. "I love you, Elena... More, please."
Elena smiled and pushed Stefan on the bed before sinking down on his cock. She let out a long, strangled moan as she began to move up and down on him, her eyes closing in bliss. "I love you. I love you so much," she whispered as she leaned down to tenderly graze her lips along his.
Damon sat up, eyes heavy from his orgasm, he felt sleepy, probably from being sick earlier and drunk and not having blood. They were beautiful, he thought as he watched them.
Stefan kissed her back fully, running his hands up along her body in worship of the glorious woman before him. God, she was gorgeous and sharing her with his brother...certainly wasn't as bad as he thought it would be. He put his hands to her hips and guided her faster as they kissed until he was bucking up hard, bouncing her and cumming with a growl, showing his fangs.
"Bite me!" She screamed. She didn't know if she was talking to Damon or Stefan. Hell, maybe she was talking to both of them. All she knew is she wanted her tender flesh pierced by fangs. She wanted to share her blood with them. She wanted a piece of her inside of them.
Damon gently took her wrist in his hand, sinking his fangs into it, sucking hard. He was thirsty, and she tasted amazing. Plus, she'd asked for it.
Stefan himself sat up, putting his mouth to her breast and biting down into the tender flesh with a muffled groan, his eyes closing. This was truly amazing in every sense of the word and he knew he wanted more.
Elena screamed as she came against her lover again. She was starting to feel woozy and light headed, but it didn't matter. The only thing that mattered was her boys were receiving pleasure. She was giving it to them. "Love...you..." she murmured sleepily.
A few more sucks and Damon was asleep with her wrist in his mouth, his heavily closed, as if he was a newborn baby with a bottle.
He pulled his head back and licked his lips and teeth clean with a pleased sound. Stefan glanced at his brother, unable to hold back a smile. Carefully, he moved Elena, laying them down between the men so they could both hold onto her in the night. "I love you too. Get some rest now, Elena." Stefan pressed a kiss to her lips, then pulled back and closed his eyes, allowing himself to slowly drift off.