AN - Hello! StelenaOnTvd asked me to write this, so this is for her. I hope it's. What you wanted.

They are all human in this story. This first chapter is Delena centric, but there is Steroline in this one.

Enjoy x

One Sober Night

Chapter 1 - Betrayal

Damon hugged a crying Elena to his chest, her sobs racking her body, and her whimpers made his heart clench in his chest. He rocked her back and forth and made soothing noises into her ear, his hands stroking her back.

Elena curled her hands into Damon's shirt, her face buried in his neck. Her heart felt like it was broken, Stefan's harsh words reverberating in her head. She loved him so much, from the first day she laid eyes on him she had wanted him, and fighting with him tore her in two. They were just weeks away from their one year anniversary.

Damon couldn't believe his brother's stupidity. He had a wonderful girl in Elena - smart, sexy, beautiful - and he was on the verge of destroying that with his misplaced jealousy. All because of their first love, Katherine, whom they both had fell for and she had played with them, toying with their emotions until he had almost hated Stefan. One day Katherine had enough of them and walked out of their lives forever. It had nearly destroyed him and if not for finding Rose he would have drunk himself to death. Then they were hit by a drunk driver and she died in his arms. He was never the same after that, they moved and he started dating Caroline but he could never quite bring himself to love her.

"Why would he say that to me? What would make him think that?" Elena cried, desperate to understand why Stefan would think that she was developing feelings for Damon. She wasn't, he was her friend and she loved him as such but Stefan, he was her everything and she loved him with her whole heart.

Damon sighed, "It all comes back to Katherine." He nuzzled Elena's hair, breathing her in and letting his mind wander, "We both loved her. And she loved neither of us." He began trailing his fingers along Elena's arm, raising goosebumps on her skin, and his breathing deepened, "She ruined us."

Elena tilted her head to the side, her gaze locking with Damon's intense blue eyes, her breath speeding up at seeing his face so close to her, "I am not Katherine." She raised her hand to cup his jaw, "I would never hurt you both like that."

Damon swallowed as his gaze locked with Elena's. He brushed a lock of hair away from her face and tucked it behind her ear. He smiled, his voice a whisper, "I know. You are so much better than her."

Elena was lost in his gaze and her heart started to pound. Unconsciously her eyes dropped down to his lips, inviting and sinful, and she bit her lip to prevent her from closing the space between them. What was she thinking?

Damon noticed her look and couldn't help but trail his fingers up her arm to cup the back of Elena's neck. Deep down inside he had always wanted her, from the moment she smiled at him on the first day of school before her gaze settled on Stefan and she chose him. Ignoring the hurt of her unconscious snub he saw Caroline's interest and took what she was offering.

Elena's chest heaved, and her body filled with warmth at Damon's touch. The feel of his breath on her lips made the urge to taste them almost impossible to resist. What was happening to her? Why was she suddenly attracted to Damon? It was Stefan for her, it was always going to be Stefan. As their noses brushed together she mumbled a weak protest, "Damon... What are you doing?"

"Living up to my brother's expectations." Damon whispered huskily before finally covering Elena's mouth with his. He moaned deep in his throat at her taste, his tongue entering her mouth to explore every inch of her.

All thought left her head as their tongues battled for dominance. Damon's taste - bourbon, spice, and him - made her moan with want. She placed her hands on his chest and began unbuttoning his shirt, then she pushed the material off his shoulders and pushed it down his arms.

Damon threw his top across the room. Never breaking contact from her lips he pushed her down on the bed and popped the button on her jeans. He continued to devour her mouth as he pushed the material over her hips, only leaving her to remove them completely. He smirked at Elena's black silk panties, his thumb grazing her lips over the material.

Elena bucked her hips and let out a moan at the fleeting touch. She craved his mouth where his thumb just was. Sitting up he grabbed her top and pulled it over her head. Quickly undoing her bra she flung it god knows where. She cupped the bulge in Damon's pants just as she nibbled his neck, "Someone's overdressed."

Damon smirked, and stood off the bed. Stroking Elena's hair he pulled her in for a sloppy kiss before groaning, "What are you going to do about that, Elena?"

Elena's breath hitched, her pupils blown with desire. Placing her hands on Damon's chest, she scraped her nails down his stomach until she reached his pants. Swallowing, she popped his button and unzipped his fly, pushing them over his hips to fall to his ankles. The tent in his boxers made her walls clench with need. She rubbed her hand over his cloth covered erection, his groans encouraging her to be bolder. She pulled his boxers down and couldn't help but gasp as his cock sprung free.

Damon was vibrating from desire, his cock standing proud. He buried his hand in Elena's hair, just keeping it there, and watched her with hooded eyes as he awaited her actions.

Elena closed her eyes and took Damon into her mouth, moaning at his taste. She swirled her tongue around the head, catching the drop of pre cum on her tongue before sliding her lips down his length. She groaned, the sound reverberating around him as she ascended, sucked on his head, and then descending back down.

Damon could not look away from the sight of his dick sliding between Elena's lips, the image was so arousing that he could feel his balls begin to tighten. Not wanting this to end too soon he gently pulled her away from his member and kissed her passionately, groaning at tasting himself in her mouth.

Elena returned Damon's kiss with equal passion, and pulled him down on top of her. Her pussy was throbbing for him - his touch, his mouth, everything she could get. She wrapped her arms around his back, her legs around his waist and ground her panty covered center against him.

Damon groaned, moving his hands down to her hips to take hold of her underwear and with a flick of his wrist he tore the material away and replaced it with his hand. He ripped his mouth away and watched Elena moan as he slipped a finger inside of her and brushed his thumb against her clit.

"Damon!" Elena moaned, throwing her head back as he played with her moist center. Lost in a daze she bare felt his body move away from her until his thumb was replaced by his mouth and he sucked her little nub. The pleasure was explosive and she cried out, her hips bucking into him, wanting to fall apart.

Damon held her hips down as he licked and sucked her clit. Moaning as he feasted on her sweet juices, she was so responsive that his dick was almost painfully hard and twitching to be where his mouth was. Redoubling his effects he frantically ate her until she came against his face with a loud cry of his name.

Elena was gasping and boneless as she came down from her high. Feeling Damon's body over hers renewed her desire and she bucked her hips into his, moaning as he slid against her folds before slamming inside. Her lips opened on a cry as he began pounding deep inside of her, her fingers clutching his shoulder, her hips coming up to meet his.

Damon gripped her thighs as he thrust hard within her, a litany of groans escaping his mouth as he took his pleasure from Elena.

Tomorrow was Caroline and Damon's one year anniversary. She met him and his brother Stefan on the first day of school, they had just moved into town, and Damon was dropping his brother off. Stefan was 17, Damon was 24. There was a bit of age difference between them but they had clicked and had enjoyed each other ever since.

Caroline decided to surprise Damon. She wore a deep red silk camisole, matching pair of lacy panties, wearing her tallest pair of heels - four inches - and a knee length coat to hide it all. She stifled her giggles as she climbed the stairs up to Damon's bedroom.

She could hear noises but she couldn't quite make them out. Wearing her brightest smile she pushed the door open and a sob caught in her throat.

Damon and Elena were on his bed. Naked. And fucking the hell out of each other.

Caroline furiously blinked the tears away as she watched her boyfriend have sex with her best friend. Their cries of each others name broke her heart. As silently as she arrived she softly closed the door and in her haste to leave she almost fell down the stairs. She stumbled out the door to her car and drove off as fast as she could. Damon fucking Salvatore had just ripped her heart out the day before their anniversary, and Elena 'miss perfect' Gilbert had helped him do it.

She hated them both.

The tears fell like rain down her cheeks.

Elena rolled over onto her back, panting heavily as she recovered from her orgasm. Caroline wasn't kidding when she said that Damon was good in bed. The post coital haze left her immediately. Caroline. She had just slept with her best friends boyfriend, and she had just slept with her boyfriends brother. A cry escaped her, tears falling from her eyes as it hit her, "What the hell have we done?"

Damon winced as he heard those words escape Elena's mouth. It hadn't even been five minutes and she already regretted what happened between them. He couldn't blame her though as guilt started to nip at his heart at what he had done to Caroline. She had stuck by him, and his moods, for the last year and he repaid her by screwing her best friend.

Elena jumped out of bed and frantically scoured the room for her discarded clothes, hastily putting them back on as shame overwhelmed her. Tears trickled down her cheeks and she was holding in her sobs just barely. Finally dressed, she looked over at Damon on the bed, wanting to break down at his still naked body, and what they had done. Her voice shook as she spoke, "We have to tell Stefan and Caroline."

Damon winced, "You do that and we lose them both."

Elena choked on a sob, "How could I ever look into their eyes, knowing what we've done, and just pretend that nothing happened?" She couldn't help but let out a bitter laugh, "What did Stefan accuse me of today? That you and I had feelings for each other. He was afraid of our growing friendship. He was afraid that he would lose me to you... and I proved him right." She sobbed, holding her stomach as she felt sick, "I had a moment of weakness and I slept with you but it was a mistake! A big horrible mistake. I love Stefan, I'm always gonna love Stefan."

Damon swallowed down the pain at those words. Elena had just ripped his heart out, he may be with Caroline but he had always had desires for Elena in the back of his mind. But once again he was passed over for his brother. Though what kind of brother was he? For the second time he had slept with his brothers girlfriend, though with Katherine it was hard to know who'd she actually slept with first. He was the worst brother there was.

Elena took Damon's silence for agreement, "We will tell them in a few days." She hugged her body tightly, wanting to get out of this house as soon as possible, "I just need a few days to gather myself."

Elena ran out the door.

Damon followed her exit with heartbroken eyes.

Stefan sat on the step of Caroline's porch, a flask of bourbon in his hand, as he waited for Caroline. He needed his best friend, as he'd had a fight with Elena. Ever since he had arrived at Mystic Falls High School he had felt like he'd come home. He had fallen for Elena fast, and had spent a pretty great year together. And on the same day he had met Caroline - bright, beautiful, kind, the list could go on - and she had also stolen his heart and become his best friend. He had found love and one of the most beautiful friendships he had ever known. He was happy.

Or so he thought, soon nagging doubts had started to emerge as he noticed Damon and Elena's closeness. The both swore that it was just friendship, that nothing was going on between them but he couldn't believe them. He had eyes and he noticed that Damon had a thing for Elena, history repeating itself yet again, and he couldn't quite figure whether Elena felt something for him too. And it was killing him, and his relationships with Elena and Damon, the only thing that it wasn't destroying was his friendship with Caroline. She was his rock, his anchor in a dark storm, and he could always count on her to be there for him. Which is why he needed her right now, and for the first time in what felt like forever Caroline was not here.

There was a screech of tyres as Caroline parked her car. She stepped out and slammed the door. Tears continued to flow down her cheek and they showed no signs of abetting. She spun around and stopped short. Her voice was a cracked whisper, "Stefan?"

Stefan could tell instantly that something had happened. Her tears broke his heart, "Caroline?" He took a step toward her, "What's wrong?"

Caroline's face crumbled and she sank to her knees right there on the pavement. What she'd witnessed tonight had broken her in two. Betrayed by two of the people closest to her, and now she would have to hurt her best friend by revealing the betrayal to him.

Stefan rushed to Caroline's side, his arms cradling her sobbing body against him, cradling his hand in her hair and the other around her back, making soothing noises as he tried to comfort his best friend.

Caroline broke down in Stefan's arms, unable to utter a single word as her cries stole her voice. She was so devastated that she hardly noticed that Stefan had picked her up in his arms and was moving her until they were sat on her couch.

Stefan cradled Caroline's face in his hands and asked, "What has happened?" His thumbs brushed her cheeks, collecting the falling tears, "Please tell me, Caroline."

Caroline tried to breath through her sobs, her hands shaking as she placed them on his chest, dying inside that she was the one that had to shatter his world as her own had been, "Damon and Elena... I walked in... on them... having sex." Sobs racked her body again as uttering the words made it real once again.

Stefan froze. His face contorted into a pained grimace, his eyes filling up with tears. He didn't bother asking her if she was sure, she was his best friend, she would never lie to him. He leant his forehead against hers and sobbed with her, his heart breaking for Caroline as well as for his own pain.

They wrapped each other in their arms, the sobs becoming one, tears shed intertwining, their foreheads against one anothers, their hands cradling their faces. Heaving sobs escaping them, feeling each others pain as well as their own. They were both broken.

Their mouths were only inches apart.

"Stefan..." Caroline cried, her lips brushing his lips.

"Caroline..." Stefan choked, his hand tangling in her blonde curls.

Unconsciously, their lips fused together.

TBC

AN - I hope you all liked it. I have never before wrote Delena, so I hope it was okay. Steroline next chapter.