Damon woke up first the next morning, pissed off. He's been married for two days now, and his sexy time with Alaric has already decreased since. He sat on the bed, stared at Alaric, who's been asleep for barely a couple hours and started recalling the events of the previous day. Elena is locked up in the cellar in their house after trying to kill herself, and Stefan was finally sent to his bedroom to get some rest. It was almost 9 AM, so they had a couple hours before they actually had to wake up and start taking care of Elena, who was currently locked up in the basement. Damon straddled Alaric's perfect body and started running his hands over Alaric's hairy chest, and grinding his already hard cock against Alaric's through his jeans, biting his lips, and moaning. Wait a minute, Alaric actually slept with his jeans on. Guess that's how tired he was. Damon took the time to take all his clothes off before he went to bed, two hours ago, so now he was naked, and ready. Normally, Damon would be the one who's hard to wake up. Unless he was horny. And Damon was fucking horny, and he needed Alaric's cock in him. Grinding wasn't going to cut it, he started unzipping his lover's jeans and pulling them off when it woke Alaric up, "the fuck, Damon what time is it?"
Damon jumped back and pulled Alaric's boxers off and quickly started rubbing their cocks together, "uhmm like 9" and then moved quickly to wrap his mouth around the beautiful soft cock in front of him. "What?! Damon dammit, I'm seriously tired I need to sleep just get off of me!"
"Tired? Honey, you're a vampire!"
"yea, a tired vampire who's stayed up all night," he pushed Damon off of him and pulled the blankets over himself but, it was expected when Damon pulled the covers away again, and straddled him more firmly now, "Come on, Riccy, just one orgasm that's all I'm asking for," almost begged Damon, as he supported his weight with one arm, the other hand was rubbing Ric's half hard cock
"Damon aren't you even.. angry? I mean, how can you even think of sex with all that's happened only yesterday?"
Damon chuckled, "Seriously, Ric? You married me, you're acting like you don't know me that well? I don't care. People fuckin' change. Elena changed, she's not the same Elena anymore and I couldn't care less about here. seriously want my cock to suffer for that?"
"Have some respect, man! Yeah, you are a dick! I know I married a fuckin' dick I forgot it for a sec there. Get off of me, you fuckin disrespectful asshole!" Being an original vampire, Alaric was much stronger so he easily nudged Damon off him, pulled his jeans on and left the room. Damon lied back on the bed, and started jerking off. "Fuck you, Alaric. Jesus Christ. It's not like I need you" His hand started stroking his achingly throbbing cock as his other hand snaked down to massage his balls, and then went down more and he started playing with his asshole. He closed his eyes as he imagined Alaric's huge cock pounding his ass, his finger started coming in and out of his tight hole, until he felt his balls tighten and he finally splashed all over his chest, and sort of loudly screamed Alaric's name out. Okay yea maybe he does need him after all. Still lying in bed, breathing hard, he decided to take a nap but the door suddenly opened, and Alaric popped his head in, "Stefan is already up. If you give half a fuck maybe you would like to take a bath, get dressed and come. We need to deal with Elena."
Damon sighed deeply as he replied that he will go with them.
"I just can't believe it." Caroline shook her head in disbelief, "She's my friend!" Alaric took her hand in his, "I know, Care, but, people change,"
"Ugh I just- I need to leave. I need to live normally, for once, Ric. I'm leaving. For college. As far away from Elena and all this as possible. But I love Stefan, I don't want to leave him."
Alaric nodded, "I know. He will understand, you just, do what you got to do. Stefan will understand, and when you're ready, just, come back. You two have a lot ahead of you." He smiled, and so did Caroline.
After Caroline's decision, she packed her bags and left, saying her goodbyes to Stefan. After returning home, Stefan went straight to the library and sat down on the couch, staring at the fireplace and perhaps wishing there was fire lit there, but no one could tell what he was thinking. Alaric and Damon exchanged a look when Alaric narrowed his eyebrows to where Stefan was sitting, and mouthed, "talk to him." Before he leaned in, cupped Damon's face with both his hands and gave him a deep, silent kiss. Damon thanked him with his eyes, before Alaric went upstairs to their bedroom.
Damon sat next to Stefan. Stefan was like a statue. Didn't move, and Damon suspected Stefan was even breathing. After looking over his little brother for a few moments, he broke the silence with a whisper, "I'll always be there for you, baby brother." And that was it. Stefan finally broke down into tears. Tears that didn't seem to have the intention of ending, and threatened to start a river in the house as Stefan started sobbing, like he never sobbed before. Damon held his brother, as his brother buried his face in his chest, and like two little innocent brothers, like they were one day, a century and so ago, Stefan begged Damon to never leave him alone. To never let him hurt again. And all Damon could do is to hush his brother, and reassure him that he wasn't going anywhere.
Alaric sighed again. There was still one more person he needed to take care off. But Caroline had requested that after she left, they should let Elena out. She didn't want anything to do with her but, friends are friends, Alaric thought. Even if they try to fucking kill you. In time, they both will come around. Elena left, too. She didn't say goodbye, she just.. left. She couldn't handle staying in Mystic Falls, anymore. She needed to find herself, again.
TO BE CONTINUED
