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Tweak says, "see the little angels rise up "

Damon Salvatore (winning_side) wrote in utr_logs,
@ 2009-05-11 22:12:00

Entry tags:

damon salvatore, johanna barker, stefan salvatore

Who: Stefan and Damon Salvatore, later Johanna Barker.
What: Brothers reuniting!
When: Monday night, shortly after Stefan's arrival.
Where: Their villa in Italy.
Warnings: I'll put yes to be safe, then edit as needed.

Damon took the portkey to the outskirts of town, shaking his hair to reorient himself. It was only a few more seconds before he'd turned into a crow at least twice as big as most, and flew to the villa. It was much as he remembered, which was odd enough in and of itself, and he fluttered to a windowsill. Pecking at the glass, he cocked his head impatiently, sighing and ruffling his feathers in impatience. Brother. Let me in. His Powers were as strong as ever; being able to hop the globe made feeding so much easier.

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	means_savior 2009-05-16 08:48 pm UTC (link)
	If Stefan heard him, he wasn't really listening to anything more than the sound, the tone, grinning against his brother's jaw a moment later, fingers curling more tightly for the span of a few heartbeats before loosening again, keeping with the arrhythmic pattern for the time being, hips still rolling in tight little circles against his brother's. (Reply to this)

	winning_side 2009-05-16 08:50 pm UTC (link)
	Even though it didn't need to, Damon's breath caught in his throat as he whimpered and tightened his arms around Stefan's shoulders, crying out a little louder than he had. Smirking a little as he fell back against the floor, he looked up at him. "Who taught you how to do that, Saint Stefan?" (Reply to this)

	means_savior 2009-05-16 09:11 pm UTC (link)
	Stefan's own climax wasn't far off, it was almost enough to catch him by surprise with the force of it, but only almost, he knew how long he'd been holding out after all. "I've had a lot of time to learn things, brother-mine." was the response, smile gone crooked once more, more than a little smug at the moment. (Reply to this)

	winning_side 2009-05-16 09:15 pm UTC (link)
	Damon's arms didn't unwrap from around Stefan's shoulders. His fingers lightly kneaded at the back of his neck, biting his lower lip. "Don't go anywhere again. Don't let me do it either." (Reply to this)

	means_savior 2009-05-16 10:42 pm UTC (link)
	He made a quiet little sound in the back of his throat at the kneading, having relaxed against his brother's chest once more, "Not going anywhere." He re-stated, tone gone soft, he wasn't tired, not exactly, but he was thoroughly sated and feeling comfortably languid. (Reply to this)

	winning_side 2009-05-16 10:43 pm UTC (link)
	Lightly nipping at Stefan's shoulder, Damon nodded contentedly. They could fight and Damon could tease, but at the end of the day, Stefan was his to break or fix. Nobody else's. And he just wanted him around. "Good. Now, I'm thinking of ordering Indian, would you like some?" (Reply to this)

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