Title: The Beauty Of The Dark
Part: 10 of 11 (Complete)
Fandom: The Vampire Diaries (TV)
Author: Ayumie and CrowX
Rating: NC 17
Warnings: Slash
Pairing: Damon/Jeremy
Summary: AU branching off sometime between 109 and 110.
After refraining to hunt in order to keep a low profile Damon is itching to wreak some havoc. Who would be better than Elena's innocent brother? But what he started out of boredom would soon become his lifeline.
Disclaimer: All publicly recognizable characters, settings, etc. are the property of their respective owners. The original characters and plot are the property of the author. The author is in no way associated with the owners, creators, or producers of any media franchise. No copyright infringement is intended.
Author's comment: I'm very sorry for not updating sooner. Recently I moved to a new apartment and finally have time for my stories.
And I'm very thankful to my new beta reader ksg814slash, she did wonders editing my story! Thank you so much!
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The Beauty Of The Dark
Chapter 10
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As soon as Damon roused, he reached up to untie Jeremy and remove his nipple clamps. The kid had somehow managed to free one of his hands, no mean feat considering he had very little leeway.
A kiss, as sweet as the little ones they shared all night, followed Jeremy's release, and it didn't take long for the two of them to drift off to sleep.
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It was still dark when Damon woke up - he didn't think more than two hours had passed. Remembering his promise, he grinned, then slid down Jeremy's body. Damon licked his way down his firm stomach and finally sucked the kid's cock into his mouth. After a short while it was fully erect, and Jeremy's moans turned from sleepy to alert.
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Moaning, Jeremy slowly came to his senses, enjoying this pleasurable way of waking up. He looked down and saw Damon's mouth firmly attached to his hardening cock. Slightly thrusting his hips, he buried his hands into the soft dark hair.
"Mhm, this is definitely the best way to wake up."
Before Jeremy could give himself into the bliss, Damon stood to get something from the drawer. When he returned, Jeremy felt a few licks, then a strong pressure - bordering on pleasure, not pain - as something was placed around his cock.
"What are you doing?"
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Satisfied that everything was in place, Damon switched on the light to better admire his work.
"Mmh, it's a cockring - to help you be a little more patient. Now you won't get to come until I say so. I told you we were going to have a lot of fun tonight, didn't I?
But Damon felt like a little snack, first.
"Don't move."
Sliding off the bed, Damon padded to the kitchen. He retrieved one of his blood-bags and some ice cubes.
He dropped a cube onto Jeremy's chest, and grinned at the startled yelp he earned.
"So, ready to get started?"
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Jeremy didn't have to wonder for long where Damon went, when something cold made him cry out. Damon was running an ice cube around his chest; it was a delicious contradiction to the heat in his groin.
He moaned in agreement, eager for Damon's next action - then he saw the blood-bag. Surprised, disappointed and even a little hurt, he nodded towards it.
"Why don't you drink from me? I don't think I'll faint this time since it's been a while already. Plus, I'll like it…"
He really did like it and he wanted to experience it one last time.
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"Don't you worry, we'll get to that in due time. But, I want you up and functioning tomorrow, and I need to feed to be at my best. Don't worry, though, you taste way better than a bag. I love the way you taste..."
And he did. As a matter of fact, he loved a lot of things about the kid. Jeremy was beautifully responsive: gasping and arching, as he traced the long lines of his body with fingers and ice.
When he reached the kid's cock, already straining upwards, Damon bent down to briefly lap at the head.
"Love the way this tastes, too."
He held the ice cube against the hard length, effortlessly holding Jeremy down with his free hand. He then took a swallow of blood.
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Jeremy cried out as the shock went through his body. The heat and cold created a new kind of pain, mixed with pleasure. Panting, he opened his eyes to see Damon sucking the last drops from the blood-bag. He reigned in his yearning to kiss his vampiric face, and concentrated on the hand moving the ice cube up and down his cock.
Jeremy sneaked his hand out to grasp Damon's length, stroking it in sync. He traced the head, gathering the precum to taste. Sucking on his finger, he looked up to Damon.
"Love your tastes, too. Maybe you can give me a little of your blood later? After you fuck me from behind - we've never done it doggie-style …"
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Chuckling his approval, Damon flipped Jeremy onto his stomach. By now, the kid was more than a little frantic, and he had every intention of making it worse. For a moment, he considered the half-melted ice cube he was holding. Then, in one swift motion, Damon pushed it into Jeremy. Keeping a firm hold on the kid's hips, he leaned down to follow the ice with a sweep of his tongue.
"Shh. Just relax. It's only cold for a moment."
Damon nipped at Jeremy's thigh, drawing a little blood. It tasted just as good as he remembered. He closed his eyes to try memorizing the flavor.
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The small bite felt heavenly, the sting mixing with the suckling pleasure, and Jeremy groaned. After the shock of the ice went away, it was actually quite calming - especially with Damon's tongue rimming him.
Jeremy relaxed and waited for the next move, unable to see what was happening behind his back. He propped himself up on his elbows, spreading his legs. His heavy erection brushed against his stomach, and Jeremy itched to take it in his hand.
"Going to miss that, your fangs slicing through my skin, sucking the blood. Mhm. Where's your favorite place to bite: my neck, throat, hand or thigh?"
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Knowing it was safe since Jeremy wouldn't be able come easily, Damon reached around to run a teasing finger over the kid's cock.
"The neck is best. The blood flow is strongest there, closest to the surface. You don't even have to suck - the heart pumps the blood right into your mouth."
Judging Jeremy was sufficiently relaxed, Damon simply slicked himself and pushed in. The angle was a bit different in this position, perfect for a deep, hard fuck. Damon spread those strong thighs a bit wider, enjoying the way the kid's body yielded beneath his.
"Keep your hands where I can see them," he commanded, as he thrusted into Jeremy in earnest.
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Shuddering in never ending lust, Jeremy rested his hands on the bed, followed by his shoulders and head on them. Groaning with each thrust, he pushed back with his ass, feeling Damon in a way he never had before.
He knew that he wouldn't be able to come at all, completely at the mercy of Damon. He couldn't imagine ever being so trusting with another guy.
After a while, the pleasure got too great and Jeremy was whimpering with need. Hoping to convince Damon, he clenched his ass around Damon's cock.
"Please touch me. Wanna come so badly..."
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Damon was moaning in time with his thrusts, not bothering to hide his pleasure. He loved Jeremy's whines and the way his lithe body kept trying to follow whenever he pulled out - not that he allowed that.
"In a minute, but keep doing that. Feels reeeally good..."
Damon finally closed his hand around Jeremy's cock, wondering how long it would take him to come with the cockring. They were moving in unison, a slowly building rhythm that was bound to push them over the edge soon.
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Jeremy loved hearing Damon's unabashed moans and how he let himself go without any restrains. He knew that tomorrow morning was going to be quite painful. Nevertheless, he clenched his ass with every thrust, his groans joining Damon's voice.
"Harder. Please. Fuck me harder. Almost there..."
Damon complied, and after a few more forceful thrusts Jeremy felt him spilling his seed inside of him, groaning hoarsely. His hands reached Jeremy's cock and the hindrance to his orgasm was finally gone. With a single touch, Jeremy came screaming from the onslaught, his hands clenched the sheets almost ripping them.
The two men stayed joined and shuddering in the aftershocks, until Jeremy's body gave out.
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For a few blissful minutes, Damon laid in silence, feeling relaxed and happy, with himself and the world. Today was good. So will tomorrow be. He wiped both of them clean with a corner of the sheet and spooned up against Jeremy.
"You comfortable? Do you need something to eat, or drink? I'm not really good at telling what humans require, so you have to tell me these things."
First thing in the morning, he'll give Jeremy some of his blood. Not only will it take care of any damage he inadvertently caused tonight, but it will make him feel better knowing the kid wouldn't really die if something were to go wrong.
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Jeremy turned and looked up to Damon, smiling lovingly. Lazily, he stroked Damon's arms, tracing the faint veins shimmering through the ivory skin. Snuggling into the hard body, he considered the question.
"Now that you ask - I'm ravenous. And thirsty. Do you mind getting me something? I don't know if I can walk right now: you gave me quite a workout."
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Feeling unusually magnanimous, Damon smiled and pressed a quick kiss onto Jeremy's nose.
"We don't have a wide selection of human food, but I'll see what I can do. I'll steal whatever Stefan bought for your sister."
Gracefully rising to his feet, Damon walked downstairs, to the kitchen. He ignored Stefan's reproachful stare as he rummaged through the fridge, gathering everything he thought Jeremy might fancy.
"Don't look at me like that. The kid's hungry. You wouldn't want him to go to bed without dinner, would you?"
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Stefan rolled his eyes. He was glad Elena had already gone home; even her human ears would have heard what Damon and Jeremy had been up to in the bedroom. At least Stefan was reassured that Damon treated Jeremy right. He was relieved by the thought that it would all be over soon.
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Damon returned, loaded with food, and Jeremy's eyes widened.
"Wow! You raided the whole refrigerator, didn't you? Thanks."
He dug into the potato salad, rounding it up with the fruit salad and yogurt he knew Elena loved. Drinking chocolate milk in big gulps, he looked up to Damon, who was watching him amused. Putting the stuff aside, he snuggled up to Damon, feeling very sleepy.
"Was great, thanks. Now, this human needs to sleep."
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After he dumped the remnants of the meal in the trash, Damon crawled back into bed and pulled Jeremy securely against his chest.
"Sleep tight then; we've got an important day ahead of us."
Damon decided he won't let anything happen to Jeremy. If at all possible, the kid was going to get through tomorrow alive and undamaged. It was probably a good thing they were going to destroy most of the tomb vampires after all. Once Anna and Pearl were out of town, Jeremy would be safer; as safe as a human could ever hope to be. With that thought Damon let himself drift off to sleep.
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Jeremy was woken up by the unfamiliar way the light was shining into Damon's room. He stretched a little and saw that Damon was still asleep, one arm thrown protectively and possessively around Jeremy's waist. He wanted to sleep a little more, trying not to think about what day it was, but then a sharp pain in his rear made him cry out.
"Fuck," he swore quietly, then saw that Damon was awake, looking at him with a slightly concerned expression.
"Morning. I wanted to suggest shower sex, but now I'm not up for it. Sorry."
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Frowning, Damon quickly looked the kid over, noting the slight hesitation in his movements and the way Jeremy winced whenever he shifted his weight.
"I was too rough with you, wasn't I? I didn't mean to hurt you."
After a moment he had an idea.
"Think you might be up to fucking me? Shower sex does sound like a good idea - and the hot water might help you relax."
It'd be a shame to miss out on what was probably their last chance to be together. Damon pulled Jeremy up and steered him towards the bathroom.
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"I know, and you didn't really hurt me. After all, I wanted it this rough."
Despite the soreness and the slight pain when he moved, Jeremy was definitely interested in that proposal. In fact, he felt his cock stirring at the thought.
"Hot water sounds good, and taking you sounds even better," Jeremy grinned.
Standing up, he looked down his naked body, and was surprised to see bruises on his hips. Shrugging it off, he carefully made his way over to the bathroom, trying to hide the twinge with every step.
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The hot water did feel good. Damon always enjoyed the way it made his body feel more alive, heating his skin and making his blood flow faster. Since they still had time, they washed each other before resuming their amorous activities.
Damon enjoyed running his hands over every inch of that young body. Jeremy was squirming and half-laughing as he tried to escape being thoroughly soaped up.
Damon grinned. "Hold still. I'll get you nice and clean, and then you can fuck me, and then we'll wash up again. Wouldn't want everyone to know what you've been up to, would you now?"
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Giggling, Jeremy tried to escape the tickling fingers. He gave in when he saw Damon's laughing face, as he caressed his sore body. The hot water and soft touch of Damon's hands made him very relaxed.
Jeremy returned the caresses, washing Damon's body with the slick scented shower oil. Tenderly, he stroked his long white limbs, muscled chest and, finally, Damon's cock.
Rubbing his own erection against the vampire's smooth ass, he answered, "I'm sure they can guess anyway. At least nobody heard us, right?"
Damon looked at him with an all-knowing smirk, and Jeremy's eyes widened as he felt himself blushing all over.
"Oh no, don't tell me that Elena heard me!"
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Damon pushed back against the kid's cock, even as he grinned over his shoulder. Jeremy was flushed, delicious blood rising right beneath his skin.
"No, not Elena. Stefan was in the house, though. With vampire hearing, he'll have a pretty good idea of what we have been doing. Don't worry, he won't give you a hard time; he thinks I'm to blame for corrupting you - doesn't have any idea what a naughty little minx you really are."
Squirming against Jeremy, Damon reached back to stroke him encouragingly; not that it was needed - he was already hard.
"So, are you going to fuck me, or what?"
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To forget about Stefan's eavesdropping, Jeremy kissed Damon's neck, brushing his lips down his back and to his ass. Kneeling, he cupped and kneaded the firm globes, while pressing kisses to the tailbone.
Hesitantly - he'd never done it before - Jeremy spread Damon's white cheeks and licked down to the small hidden hole, circling it with slow strokes. He looked up to see Damon throwing his head backwards, and sneaked one hand to his erection, slowly stroking it.
"Do you like that?"
Jeremy pushed his tongue inside, thrusting in rhythm with his hand.
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Groaning unabashedly, Damon leaned against the tiles for support. Jeremy's tongue was pure pleasure; he could really get into this.
"God, yeah. Feels really great…"
He barely felt the first finger slipping in, until it found his prostate - which was even better. Soon he was moving in time with Jeremy's hand. If he wasn't careful he would be coming in any minute, seriously hampering any further activity.
"Get going already, or you just might not get to fuck me."
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Remembering the cockring, Jeremy closed his fingers tight around the base of Damon's erection. Deeming his cock slick enough, he pushed into the strong body, moaning incoherently.
"You'll come when I tell you, not sooner, got it?"
Jeremy didn't loosen his grip and thrusted in earnest. Knowing Damon liked it forceful, he upped his pace, trying to hit the prostate with every movement. His own ass was still stinging, but the hot shower was helping enormously.
"Love your tight ass, Damon. Your round ivory cheeks taking me in… Mhm, could do this all day long…"
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Damon growled happily as Jeremy pushed into him; he was getting a taste of his own medicine - more or less. Clenching his ass around the dick, he pushed back, loving the rough thrusts.
"Keep going. Today's your lucky day, Jere: you get to fuck me any way you like. One time offer..."
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Jeremy laughed, but then realized what Damon had called him. It was the first time he had used a nickname - the same one only Elena called him. Before that he was either 'kid' or 'Jeremy'.
His stomach clenched, and Jeremy was glad that Damon couldn't see his face. A few silent tears escaped, washed away immediately by the shower stream. Trying to be strong, Jeremy concentrated on the wonderful feeling, relishing in the here and now.
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But, no matter what Damon said, it would be over soon, and then the real day would begin. Damon preferred not to think about that right now, though.
He felt Jeremy's rhythm grow erratic. Damon bit his own wrist, reached back, and offered it to Jeremy, moaning as the kid's mouth fastened around the wound.
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It was as if their roles were reversed: Jeremy taking Damon and drinking his blood. Growling in the back of his throat, Jeremy's lips fastened around the wound, sucking the delicious blood in deep gulps. He eased his grip on Damon's length, stroking it frantically.
It was all but impossible to stall their climax, but he tried his best. After a few more minutes, Damon's ass clenched around him, his body shuddering against him. Jeremy let himself go and came powerfully.
"Damon!"
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After a rather mind-blowing orgasm, they washed up, for a second time. Now both, Jeremy and Damon, were serious, cleaning themselves in an almost business-like manner. They dried off and got dressed in silence, each lost in his own thoughts. Finally, Damon pulled Jeremy in for a brief kiss.
"You should go home now, get some rest. Stefan and I still have a few things to prepare. Be here in the afternoon - we'll open the tomb after nightfall. We need to talk before that, and I'll give you some more of my blood, just to be safe."
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Jeremy agreed, reluctantly, and went home, amazed how the vampire blood had already healed all of his bruises. It was difficult for him to let go of Damon, especially now that his lover showed he really cared about him. He was anxious for the talk, though - what was there to talk about?
He suddenly realized that maybe Damon would want to compel him, so he wouldn't cling. Jeremy didn't want to lose anymore memories, so went to ask Elena for more vervain, hiding it in his shoes.
Since he still had Anna's number, he called her to tell her about their plan. She was a bit suspicious, but agreed to come this evening. Jeremy could hear how happy she was to get her mother back.
He impatiently waited until three and walked back to the boarding house, with a clenched stomach. He resolved to not make a fuss and hid his true feelings. With the sole exception of himself, everybody will be happy the next day and he tried to draw comfort from that.
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Damon helped Stefan prepare the flamethrowers, and a few other nasty surprises, for the tomb vampires. He readied a few stakes - one set aside for Jeremy. Since he had decided to protect the kid as far as possible, he wanted to make sure everything proceeded smoothly.
When Jeremy arrived, Damon quickly ushered him inside. He respected Jeremy's wish to not have his memories altered, but wanted him to understand what exactly was going to happen later that night. Once he explained the plan and the weapons, Damon pushed the stake into Jeremy's hand.
"Do you understand? Stay close to me in the tomb. Once Anna and I get Pearl and Katherine out, I want you and Elena to leave right away. Stefan will take care of the rest, and it's still going to be dangerous. Call my cellphone, if you get into trouble - ever."
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Again, Jeremy was surprised by how much Damon seemed to care about him - surprised and moved. He accepted the stake and moved in to softly kiss Damon, caressing his face, hoping to give him some stress relief.
"Don't worry. I'm sure everything will go according to plan. Stefan won't deceive you because he won't want to risk Elena's wrath. Besides, you and Anna are strong enough to deal with the witches."
Jeremy noticed how much he had adapted Damon's way of speaking.
"The vampires in the tomb are nearly dead anyway. If something were to go wrong, I could always just run.
"By tomorrow, you'll finally have your girl. I don't envy you. You'll have to teach her everything about this century…"
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The witches were chanting. Damon kept close to the wall and watched them through narrowed eyes. Jeremy was next to him, a warm presence in the chill of the tomb. The heavy stone door swung open and he could feel the kid wince. Damon couldn't say that he was particularly comfortable with the idea of going in there either, however, it had to be done. Briefly touching Jeremy's hand, Damon nodded.
"Let's go."
Stefan immediately got in their way. "No! You're not taking Jeremy in there - it's too dangerous!"
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Even though Stefan was just worried, Jeremy rolled his eyes.
"Of course I'm going in. It's because of your betrayal why Damon can't trust you won't close the door after him!"
Before anyone could hold him back, Jeremy went inside, lighting his way with a flash light.
It was damp. When he saw the first corpse-like vampire he jumped back. He felt Damon's hands on his shoulder, a reassurance as well as guidance; obviously Damon could see with no help at all.
They visited every corner; Damon checked every face. After a while, he became frantic, searching desperately in another part of the tomb; Jeremy could hear his fanatical muttering.
Something brushed against him, causing his flashlight to shatter on the ground; he barely held back a scream. Suddenly, someone gripped him by his shoulder, dragging him away.
"A Gilbert was responsible for imprisoning my mother, and I've sworn that Gilbert blood will revive her," Jeremy heard Anna's hard voice.
In the shine of a torch he saw a withered female corpse; Anna bit his wrist, messily, holding it out to her mother. Jeremy screamed in pain, but after the first drop moistened her lips, the corpse clamped her teeth on his wrist, sucking earnestly.
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Damon was falling apart: Katherine wasn't here. It was like being trapped in a nightmare. Jeremy's scream barely penetrated the frantic whirling of his thoughts; it was what finally allowed him to pull out of it, though.
With an angry growl, Damon ripped Jeremy away from Pearl, even as Stefan and Elena came bursting through the door. At the sight of Elena's face, a fresh wave of pain washed through him.
"She's not here..."
Silence fell. Damon was still holding on to Jeremy's wrist - perhaps too tightly - but he couldn't bring himself to loosen his grip. It was all that kept him sane.
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The pain of the missing blood burned in Jeremy's veins. He struggled to stay conscious when Damon took him away from Anna's mother. Even though it'd seemed like just a short moment, Jeremy felt weaker than ever. The bite from Anna's boy-toy and the fainting spell with Damon couldn't compare to that.
In the back of his mind, he heard Damon moaning that Katherine wasn't in the tomb. The iron-like grip on his wrist gave Jeremy something to focus on while Anna and Pearl used the commotion to get away. In the back of his mind, he registered how well his blood had revived Pearl.
Elena urged them to get outside, while Stefan prepared the flamethrower to incinerate the rest of the corpses. The flames danced in front of his eyes and, without a sound, Jeremy collapsed.
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TBC
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