WHO: Stefan & Damon varvatosdude WHAT: Grocery shopping...sex in the parking lot. The usual. WHERE: Grocery store WHEN: The afternoon of the 1st RATING: NC-17 STATUS: complete!
Damon was waiting by the car, he hadn't even gotten the chance to show Stefan and Elena, because of...more drama. So at least Stefan would be surprised, sadly, it wasn't his blue baby, it was a red 2012 Dodge Durango, fully loaded. It was beautiful.
Stefan was rolling up the sleeves of his light blue button-up as he headed out the door of the house, thinking about the last bout of drama that he didn't really need in his. He supposed it was just another part of being in a relationship with two people at the same time...two people that were also vampires. They would get past it though, they always did in time. His eyes went wide as he saw Damon's new car and he stopped in his tracks for a moment, his brows rising while his green eyes widened. "Bought yourself a car, I see," he said with a little laugh, his boots scraping against the driveway as he walked over to his brother, pulling him down into a hungry kiss.
Damon laughed softly. "I brought us a car," he told him, correctly his brother who planned his mouth against his. "Mmm.." He wrapped his arms around him, pressing him against the new car. "Fuck...Stefan, I should get upset and go to the store for chicken more often," he told him, nuzzling his throat, he smiled as he pulled back and stared into his baby brother's green eyes. "Do you like the car, lover?"
"I do," he murmured against Damon's lips. "It's a nice choice." It was definitely good for them to have something bigger in case they needed to tow around the animals and take them to the vet, and of course for grocery shopping. Though Stefan did miss his Porsche... "Is this our surprise?"
"It was, yes, I was planning on surprising you guys after dinner but ah, drama, as always. I swear, sometimes I think coming into yours and Elena's relationship was a mistake. It's been nothing but problems since I came into your life," he said, not upset by it, just...disappointed. "And no, I'm not leaving, I'm not upset, I just...wish we could catch a break. I personally was looking forward to a nice fourth of July with you guys, alone, but she wants this party."
"I know. She's very social. We've...we've both been content being alone because of our vampire lifestyle. But then again, we've lived 160-some years." Stefan sighed. He wished they could have a break from it too, but it just wasn't going to happen, not here. The younger brother pressed his hands to Damon's chest and cocked his head a bit before moving in for another kiss.
Damon smiled, just letting that settle, kissing his lips softly. He cupped his face gently, brushing his nose against Stefan's. "I love you, you know that, right?" he told him softly. "I always will...always," he said, kissing him gently on the lips again. He moved back and opened the door for him.
"I know you will, and I love you too." He squeezed Damon's arm then slipped into the car, smiling and thinking that everything would be okay. It was just one party, right? And it would make Elena happy.
He shut the door and smiled, moving into the drivers seat, kissing his cheek once he got into the car. "You're very handsome in red," he told him, smirking. "Ready to go shopping?"
Stefan smirked at the comment, putting his seatbelt into place. "I know I am, and yes, I'm ready. Drive on." He wasn't sure all what they were getting, but Damon was the one leading this little trip.
He smiled and turned on the car, backing out and heading to the store, speeding a bit. He was a speed demon. He pulled in, tires squealing as he turned the wheel hard, parking perfectly between two cars. "Well, that was fun!"
The younger brother just slowly turned his head and looked over at Damon, thanking god that Damon was one of the best drivers out there...even speeding. "Yeah, let's just...go." He held back a little smile and slipped out of the car, waiting for his brother so they could head for the store together
He slipped out the car and pounced his back- piggy back style. "Carry me, lover?" he asked, smirking as he held on, wrapping his arms around his neck. "And you love my driving."
Stefan laughed for real, easily carrying Damon towards the store...and yes, there were plenty of people staring at them but he didn't really care. He dropped Damon onto his feet when they were through the sliding doors and took hold of his hand, entwining their fingers. "How much are we getting?"
"A whole chicken, I need to cook it and debone it," he told him, pouting. "No more carrying?" he asked, moving away and grabbing a buggy, he pushed it to Stefan, then jumped, sitting indian style in the back of the buggy. "DADDYYY! PUSH ME!!" he said loudly, everyone staring.
He sighed and ran a hand over his face. "Can we just...act like mature adults for a moment?" The answer was probably no, but Stefan just gave a role of his eyes, grabbing one of the grocery baskets and heading off into the store, sure to show his rear off in his tight jeans to Damon just to tease him.
Damon pouted, crawling out the buggy and running after Stefan. "Why aren't you playing with me? We never get to have fun, live a little damn it." He sighed, moving in front of him, stopping the buggy. "Can you smile and laugh and have fun, tight jeans?"
"I am laughing and we live plenty for dead men. I just don't...need this..." He was grinning at Damon and giving an amused expression anyways. "I am not going to push my boyfriend around in...that."
He pouted at him. "Fine, if you don't push me, I'm going to sit on the floor and scream that you touch me in my no no spots!" he told him, crossing his arms.
"Damon..." Stefan rolled his eyes and wrapped his free arm around the older man's neck, pulling him into a kiss that definitely wasn't grocery shopping appropriate and he knew people were staring and whispering horrible things about them, but he didn't really care.
He purred into the kiss, wrapping his arms around him, flipping everyone off with his free hand. "Mmm, let's get that chicken, and go home," he told him, rubbing his crotch against him.
He pulled his head back enough so he could speak, his lips rubbing against Damon's own. "Or...we could christen the car..." Stefan ran his hand down his brother's body to his ass, giving it a quick grope before he took his hand and lead him over to the meat department.
"I like that idea," he told him, following him like a good little boy. "Mmm....that one!" he said, pointing as he picked out a large chicken. "This will do," he told him. "We can christen the car while it thaws out."
Stefan grabbed the chicken and put it in the basket, smiling at Damon and leaning back against the edge of the freezer the meats were displayed in. "We don't need anything else?"
"Um...nope, don't think so. I have everything else. But I made Elena chicken for lunch, so I didn't have anymore," he told him. "We can pick up a couple sodas on the way out," he told him.
"We could get...root beer and ice cream for floats." He cocked his head, taking Damon's hand again and squeezing as a few girls young girls walked by, staring and giggling.
"He's a great kisser, girls!" he told them, wrapping his arms around his lover. "Can I lick it off you?" he asked, nuzzling his neck from behind.
The girls laughed louder and Stefan sighed a but, dropping his chin to his chest. Damon licking anything off of him didn't sound like such a bad idea...even if he would be a sticky mess. "I suppose so."
He smiled, tilting his head up. "So sweet and shy, it's cute," he said, walking off to grab the soda. "We already have ice cream!"
"We can always have more. Elena has a giant sweet tooth anyways," he replied, following after his brother, glancing back at the girls that were still staring from down the aisle. "You know...with her midnight ice cream cravings."
He smirked and went down the ice cream aisle and picked up a couple tubs. "That should do!" he said happily. "Come onnnnn!" he said, excited to get back to the car.
"I'm coming, I'm coming..." Stefan laughed and walked with Damon to the front of the store, quickly reaching an empty check-out lane and setting the contents of their trip down, smiling at the cashier and giving a little hi. He turned back to Damon, pressing his hand to the man's stomach. "I believe you're paying for this one."
He bit his lip, dying his his hand to go just a little lower. "Evil." He handed her his credit card and smiled, slipping his arms around Stefan. "Hunny! Did you get the lube?!" he asked loudly, hoping to embarrass him a little.
"Oh! You're right..." Stefan's lips curled into a smirk and he gave Damon a quick kiss before heading off, not even close to being embarrassed. He would just roll with things. He arrived back a few moments later, tossing the tube towards the cashier and grinning.
Damon was blushing now, paying for the lube and grabbing the bags. "Naughty...come, come fuck me," he whispered, running to the car and putting away the bags. He got into the back seat and pushed both of them down, smiling, waiting.
"Someone's eager," he said, catching up to Damon and crawling into the car after him, slamming the door and putting the locks in place. He crawled over his brother's body, kissing at his lips while he opened the other vampire's shirt, fingertips roaming his chest.
He moaned softly, kissing him deeply, his fingers fumbling with Stefan's jeans, trying to undo them quickly. He wanted him so much, so very much. Hell, he needed him. "Please..." he begged softly, shoving part of his jeans down, pulling his cock free.
"Alright..." He pulled his mouth away from his lover's and opened his own pants, pulling them off with his shoes and boxers so he was completely naked from the waist down. Stefan tossed Damon's clothes into the front seat, reaching into the grocery bag to grab the lube they had bought. He twisted the cap off and spread from the lubricant on his fingers, then pressed one digit up into his brother's warm, tight body.
Damon groaned, shaking his head. "Fuck...no...nn.. Inside, please... No fingers, I want you," he begged, not wanting to wait, he wanted him now! He needed him, he was so hard, ready for him, he didn't care. "Pleaseee..."
Stefan sighed and gave the man a gentle kiss, pulling his finger out and wiping the lube onto his cock. He petted Damon's stomach as he began to press into him, groaning at the tightness that surrounded him, making him arch his back and push in further. "God..."
Damon cried out, biting his lip. It hurt, but there was pleasure too, and he knew that once his brother was inside him, it would feel amazing. "Please... mmm...deeper, Stefan...please..." he begged, pushing down into him, rubbing his cock.
He hoisted Damon's spread legs over his shoulders and pushed into him deeper until he was completely buried. He only waited a moment before he began to move in a hard, slow rhythm, his lips working against his brother's own. "You're so demanding..."
Damon cried out, arching off the seat, whimpering. FUCK. God damn it, it hurt but felt so good. He blinked away tears, pulling Stefan down for a kiss, he pressed his mouth to his little brother's, kissing him deeply. God. Right now, he didn't feel like a 'little' brother at all.
Stefan kissed him back eagerly, pressing his tongue into the man's mouth, twisting and pushing it against his as he sped up the movement of his hips, pounding into him. The car was shaking slightly, but he couldn't have cared less at the moment. He was lost in the man below him, the feel of his body, his hands, his mouth...it was all too good. "Damon..."
Damon was whimpering as his cock moved inside of him, he didn't have anyplace to go, his legs being up was hindering how he moved. "Mmm...fuck..." He kissed him more, pushing against the man, rocking the best he could. He used his entrance to squeeze him, working his cock inside him.
God, he couldn't believe they were screwing in the middle of the grocery store parking lot--it was just another risky thing he could mark down on things he'd done in his life. Stefan moved harder as Damon clenched around him, feeling like he was right on the edge of losing it.
Damon was already leaking pre-come from his cock, whimpering as he jerked himself as Stefan fucked his tight little body. He couldn't wish for anything more right now, it felt so damn good.
Stefan swallowed and shifted, putting a hand to Damon's on his cock, helping him stroke himself in time with the thrusting of his hips. He buried his face against his brother's neck, breathing in the scent of his cologne and kissing at his skin.
He rocked against his hand, loving the feel of him owning his whole body. "I'm yours, all yours Stefan... But your blood is mine," he purred, leaning up and sinking his fangs into Stefan's body, sucking hard.
He moaned happily, pressing into Damon's mouth in offering as he continued to move against him, rocking into his tight body with a rhythm that was quickly going ragged.
"Stefan...mm..finish in my mouth, come in my mouth," he groaned, wanting his seed on his lips. He cried out, coming hard for him, his seed splashing on the both their hands and his stomach.
Stefan couldn't say no to that. He pulled his hand away from Damon's own and slid out of his body, crawling over his brother's body until he was able to rub the tip of his cock over his lips, his slick hand wrapped around the base.
He flicked his tongue along the tip, waiting with his mouth open. God, he looked so hot above him, stroking himself. "Come, brother..." he whispered, his finger running through his own seed, reaching between Stefan's legs, he pushed to fingers inside of him, pressing into that little pleasure spot. "Come," he demanded.
He let out a loud moan at the press of Damon's fingers into his tight body, grazing his prostate. It was enough to get him to come, his seed splashing over his brother's tongue and lips. "Shit..." Stefan clenched, panting and eventually relaxed, giving his cock a squeeze before he let go, looking down at Damon with a little smile.
Damon swallowed everything he was given before wiping what was on his chin onto his finger, sucking it clean. "I think you should clean me up, Stefan," he said, removing his fingers and sucking them clean. "It's thew least you could do," he teased.
Stefan smirked and made his way back down his brother's lean body. He pressed his tongue to the man's stomach, licking up the bitter liquid from his his abs slowly with a playful growl.
Damon watched him, so turned on by the sight of his tongue. "Mmm.. You listen so well, maybe that Katherine does have it right, with the whole puppy and collar thing," he said with a laugh.
"Yes, I'm sure you would enjoy that," he replied after he finished, pulling his pants and briefs back into place before he grabbed Damon's clothes from the front seat and started to dress him. "And Elena."
"So you want a collar too?" he asked, smirking as he helped Stefan dress him, enjoying this far too much.
Stefan raised a brow, smacking Damon on the thigh. "No, I don't think so." But he laughed softly and buttoned up his brother's shirt and leaned in to give him a gentle kiss on the lips.
He moaned, biting his lip. "You sure? You might need one, since you're bad, and didn't give me my spanking fantasy yet," he told him, smirking as he crawled into the front seat. The whole car smelled of sex.
"You're the bad brother," Stefan reminded him, crawling into the passenger seat after him and sitting down, fixing his shirt while he was overwhelmed with their scents mixed together.
"I'm a angel," he told him, throwing the car into gear and packing out quickly, hitting the gas as he moved it into drive. Fast, again, getting home within minutes.