Hey guys! Thanks for the reviews :)

Some of you have had objections to Elena hinting at sleeping with Stefan, which I understand.

But this is a Delena story.

But the original story, "This Crazy Thing Called Life" had Elena and Damon involved in threesomes, with Stefan and others. This is the build up to that story.

Sorry if anyone was offended or upset by this. And I appreciate all advice :)

Smut in this chapter!

Damon walked through the door frustrated. His employees weren't able to get shit together when he needed them too, leaving him to have to do some of their paper work on top of his, extending the time he spent at the office.

He was, however, glad to be home, and ready to soak in a long hot bath with his girlfriend.

Mason gave him a nod once he spotted him.

"What's up?" he called.

"Elena wanted me to tell you to go upstairs when you got home," Mason told him.

Damon nodded, with a smirk. He knew exactly how to unwind from today's stress.

He made it up the stairs slowly, almost lazily, knowing that Elena would hear him and he wanted to prolong their night.

He reached for the doors handle, making sure to turn it noticeably, before walking in.

As he'd expected, Elena was laying on the bed, watching the doorway he'd just entered.

"Hey sexy," he drawled, and she smiled, moving to sit up.

"Hey yourself, Salvatore."

She was on the edge of the bed now and Damon maneuvered her legs apart with his knee so he could stand between them.

"Heard you were looking for me," he raised an eyebrow, and could have sworn her cheeks heated a little. Funny, Elena really hadn't been embarrassed since their first night.

"I was," she confirmed as he leaned down, to kiss her neck.

"Mhh," he mumbled against her, "Any particular reason?"

He smiled, knowing exactly why she wanted him upstairs.

"Maybe," she agreed, kissing him back.

He pushed her further up on the bed, leaning his body over hers, "Should I wait for you to tell me, or can go ahead and guess?"

She swallowed, "I, um, found someone."

Damon pulled away from her momentarily, "Found someone?"

She nodded, blushing again, and he began to understand what she meant, "As in a guy you want?"

Again, she nodded.

Damon felt his stomach tighten. He'd agreed to this, yes, but he didn't want to have to watch some stranger run his hands all over Elena's body. No, she was his, and his only.

That was why he'd tried so hard to keep her away from the others at the club. No opportunity equals no results.

"How?" Damon asked, making Elena giggle.

"Oh, you mean since you scared off most of the possible candidates?"

He smirked, but didn't deny it, so she continued.

"Actually, I decided that it wouldn't work that way. Bringing in some random guy, because you'd probably end up mad and kill them or something."

Damon was chuckling now, "Probably."

Elena nodded, "So I thought it might be...easier...if you already knew them."

Damon hesitated as he gathered what her words meant.

"Someone I know...you asked Mason, didn't you?"

His face scowled a little, but he couldn't help it. Watching Mason dance with Elena was bad enough, now he had to watch him fuck her too?

But Elena shook her head, "No...I asked Stefan."

Elena held her breath as Damon's eyes froze on hers.

"Stefan?" he said the name as though it were an unheard of language.

She nodded.

"Why Stefan?" Damon asked, his voice almost sounding shocked.

She explained herself, "You trust him. More than anyone in the world...I thought it would be easier. And you would know that I don't want him and he doesn't want me...that way it's just sex."

"It's my brother," Damon reminded her.

"He's game," Elena assured him, "Besides, you can't argue with my logic. We both know you wont share me with anyone else. It's not in your nature."

Her teasing tone made him smile a little, "Maybe not...but Stefan? I mean, how did you even come up with that?"

She shrugged, "He's hot, and I figured it would be a good stepping stone. Just like how you had to work me into some of the other things we've tried...and Tyler's sleeping with Caroline, eliminated by the girl code, it would be too awkward with Elijah, and I knew you'd be sensitive about Mason...so that left Stefan."

Damon sighed, "I don't know, Elena..."

She pushed them back to a standing position, moving to hold his face, "Damon, we have to try. You like sex too much to be happy with just me," he began to protest, but she raised her hand.

"Which is fine," she assured him, "But I don't want to be just another girl in bed with you. I'm willing to let you bring in whoever you want, as long as you are willing to compromise too."

Damon studied her, before sighing, "I know, babe, I know. You're right...Okay, we can try, but...know that this is new for me."

She raised an eyebrow and he laughed, "Yes, I know. I'm a two guy threesome virgin."

She chuckled with him, "So I get to take your two guy threesome virginity?"

Damon smirked, "Feels more like rape, but yes, you do."

She smiled putting her arms around his neck, "Thank you. And I just want to try...if it gets to weird or whatever, we can stop."

Damon nodded, "Alright...so when are you wanting to do this?"

She was blushing slightly again, "Whenever you're up for it, I guess."

He moved around her, sinking down onto the mattress, "Go find my brother. The sooner we get this first time over with, the better."

Elena could barely believe he'd agreed.

She rushed downstairs to find Stefan, who was luckily unoccupied, playing some game on his phone while Tyler and Caroline were bickering over some TV show.

"Hey, Stefan," she called, and he looked up.

She crooked her finger at him, and he stood, following her.

She walked part way up the stairs before turning to him, "Damon said yes."

Stefan immediately understood, "Wow...how did you get him to agree to that?"

She shrugged, smiling, "Same way I got you to."

He chuckled, "Okay, so when were you-"

"Now."

His eyebrow raised, and Elena blushed, "I think it's gonna be weird for Damon this first time...no matter who it's with, and he wants to hurry up and get through the awkwardness."

Stefan nodded, "Alright, I guess now's as good a time as any..."

Damon looked up as Elena walked into the room with Stefan.

She was still red-ish in the face, and he wondered if she was really as calm as she was pretending to be.

Stefan seemed casual, but Damon noticed he wasn't meeting his gaze for too long.

It was silent for a moment when the door closed behind them.

Damon sighed.

"Shower," he instructed, looking at Elena, "Go start it, and we'll be there in a second."

She nodded, kissed him, then moved to do as he said.

Once she was in the bathroom and he heard the water turn on, he looked at his brother.

"You okay with this?" He asked, and Stefan finally met his gaze.

"Are you okay with this?" he shot back.

Damon smirked, "Not really, but it's what she wants...and she did fuck that blond with me, so I kinda owe her one."

Stefan sighed, "Yeah...but if this is going to be too weird-"

Damon shook his head, "Stefan, we've seen each other naked before, I've seen you fuck girls all over this house and vice versa...it'll practically be the same."

Stefan nodded, "Yeah, I guess."

Then Damon moved a little closer to him, "But I will say this now," his voice lowered, "I love her Stefan, and she is mine. This will be casual. And if you hurt her, I will personally see to it that your balls are removed, understand."

Stefan was amused, but remained serious, "I know, Damon. I'm not going to hurt her. She's like a sister to me, a hot one, but still...I don't want her for myself, at least, not like that."

Damon nodded seeming satisfied, and Stefan smirked a little, "Have you always been this possessive over women?"

The eldest was silent for a moment, before responding, "No...never. It's just Elena...and I'm the only man that's ever had her, Stefan."

His brother's eyes grew a little, "You mean she was a virgin?"

Damon nodded, "Before her, I'd never been with a women who hadn't been touched by another...and she's still innocent in a lot of ways...I just want you to be careful with her. Make her feel good, but if it's too much, back off. Her pleasure comes before yours."

Stefan nodded, "Of course."

Damon sighed, "Well, then, I guess we should go in there with her. Don't want the water getting cold," he looked around, "And she's on the pill now, so we don't have to worry about that."

Again Stefan nodded.

"She's probably wondering where we are," Damon mused.

Stefan smiled at his brother, "And the longer you stall, the more she'll worry."

Damon smirked, "I'm fucking nervous. Can you believe that?"

Stefan chuckled, "What the hell has she done to you?"

"I know," Damon sighed, "But your right...we can't keep stalling."

Elena had decided to go ahead and wash her hair and body while waiting for the boys.

She was nervous, and excited all at the same time. She didn't realize how much she'd actually been turned on by the idea until Damon gave her the go ahead.

The shower was doing little to calm her nerves, but she figured that Damon would need to talk to Stefan, and ease both of their minds.

Finally, however, the door did open, and the two walked in.

She wasn't sure what to say, so instead she just watched.

Damon pulled open his shirt, and began to strip his jeans off. She smiled, glad to see that he wasn't going to back out.

Stefan followed his lead, and started removing his own clothes.

Elena had seen Stefan shirtless before, and he had a nice body, but she'd never fully noticed it until now. Knowing what was about to happen, made every single line and curve on him stand out.

His muscles were sculpted, rounding perfectly, a few light scars traced over his skin, and his rose tattoo stood out even darker in the bathroom light. She was a little biased, but she could easily chalk his body up to the second best she'd ever seen.

He smiled when he caught her gaze and she was blushing again.

Damon stepped forward then, completely naked, and joined her in the shower, Stefan following.

Elena was glad that Damon took over, as he usually did. Not that she thought she was too bad, but her sexual confidence wasn't quite at this level yet.

"Come here," Damon ordered.

She moved into his arms, and he kissed her, hard, then turned her toward Stefan, with his own body pressing into her back.

"Stefan," Damon allowed, softer now, and his brother moved forward.

Elena stared up at him, her breath hitching, before her eyes ran over his body. She swallowed when she saw that he was already semi hard, and she leaned a little further back into Damon.

Stefan took Elena's face in his hands, "Just relax, Lena."

She sighed and nodded, closing her eyes.

And then Stefan was kissing her.

His lips were softer than Damon's, less demanding, but he wasn't a bad kisser.

She tipped her head up, giving him better access, and soon his tongue was playing with hers.

Then Damon's hands moved, first, just running up and down her sides, but were now gently playing with her breast.

She moaned into Stefan's mouth, and when Damon's fingers slipped down into her wet center, she bit down.

Stefan pulled away, but she barely noticed, as her attention was on Damon's strokes.

But he suddenly stopped, his fingers sliding out of her.

"You okay?" he asked Stefan, who chuckled.

"She bites."

Damon smiled, nodding, "It's fucking hot."

Elena looked up at him, and he kissed her, letting his own teeth graze over her lip.

"Get on your knees, baby," he told her.

She let out a breath before doing as he said, dropping in front of him.

He pushed a piece of her hair out of her face, before standing to the side, "Stefan."

Elena shot him a questioning look, and Damon nodded, "You might as well get use to touching him, too."

Stefan moved in front of her then, and her nerves played on her doubts. She'd learned how to work Damon's body, but would Stefan be different? What if she was bad at it, or if he didn't like it and thought that she was just an inexperienced little- She stopped herself.

She was able to get Damon off, make him bite and groan, so surely this would be the same.

Gathering her courage, she reached out, taking Stefan's now fully erect penis in her hand.

She slid her fingers over his length, impressed. The Salvatores were well endowed.

She tried not to smirk at that thought, and focused instead on increasing her speed.

Then hands were in her hair, urging her forward.

And as Stefan's fist were clenched at his side, she could only guess it was Damon, giving her permission to do what she wanted.

So tentatively, she leaned forward, and took Stefan in her mouth.

Then he was groaning, and she smiled around him, before getting to work.

She took in his whole member, swirling her tongue in the way Damon liked, and it had the desired effect. Stefan looked as though he were on cloud nine.

"You've been holding out on me," Stefan teased his brother.

Damon smirked, "She's incredible, isn't she."

Stefan pulled her up then, "Completely, but if you keep that up, Elena, tonight's going to be over very shortly."

She smiled shyly, "Sorry."

Damon pulled her to him then, "Good thing I'm still here."

He forced her back down in front of him, then, placed his dick on her lips, and she eagerly took him.

This she understood. Damon controlling her, showing her what to do, what he liked...she was use to that.

His hands twisted in her hair, and he began thrusting into her mouth.

She felt Stefan's eyes on her, and knew she was more turned on than ever.

She gave Damon another minute of attention before pulling away, "I want more."

He smirked at her, "Of course you do."

He reached then to turn off the water, grabbed a towel from the rack and wrapped it around her body.

Then he picked her up throwing her over his shoulder, causing her to giggle.

"Daaamon!"

"Coming, brother?" he called to Stefan, ignoring her protest.

Stefan smiled, nodding.

Once in the bedroom, Damon tossed Elena onto the mattress, ran the towel over his body, then moved to her side. Stefan used his towel to dry off slightly and stood to the side of the bed, knowing that Damon would tell him when he wanted him to join them.

Elena was kissing Damon's neck now, as he hovered over her, and her hand reached out, to stroke Stefan as Damon's fingers slipped down to where she wanted them most.

"Fuck, you're wet," he murmured, and she thrust her hips toward him, whimpering.

Damon lifted his eyes to meet Stefan's, "You can move onto the bed, but I have to have her. Before anything else changes."

Stefan nodded his understanding, crawling up onto Damon's massive bed, giving Elena a better grip on him.

Damon reached down between him and his girlfriend, taking himself in his hand, and ran his head up and down her center, spreading her juices onto him.

"Fuck," she moaned, "Damon...please..."

He smiled, before thrusting forward.

Elena's mouth fell into an "o" shape as he sank into her, and began to move. Her hand slipped from Stefan's body.

Soon she was mewling out all kinds of noises, and Stefan had replaced her hand with his own, stroking quickly.

Damon felt Elena growing close to her release, and pulled out, despite the protest of both their bodies.

"Elena," he breathed, grabbing her attention, "Remember when we were experimenting a few weeks ago?"

She started to nod, but paused, "Which time?"

He smirked, "After we got home from the mall, and I took you...from behind."

Her eyes glazed over, and understanding set in, "You or Stefan?"

Now he was the one who seemed embarrassed, "I can't give in all the way yet, baby...so Stefan."

She thought it over, and nodded, "Okay, we can try."

Damon studied her, "It will probably be painful at first."

She nodded, "I'll be fine."

Damon kissed her forehead.

"What are we doing?" Stefan asked, not picking up on their half conversation.

Elena sighed, "We're taking steps...and Damon's not ready to let you fuck me by yourself yet."

Stefan nodded, "Do I need to go?"

"No," Damon assured him, "We're going to fuck her together."

Stefan's eyebrow raised, "Together."

Damon nodded and Stefan swallowed in realization, "Please tell me her ass isn't virgin, or it's going to hurt her when-"

"We've done anal," Damon assured him, "But we're still doing this carefully."

He turned back to Elena then, "Switch me spots, baby."

She rolled, letting Damon lay on his back, just enough to where his feet were still hanging off, and she moved to straddle him, feeling her shins close to the edge.

"Okay, Stef, come up behind her," he instructed, and his brother did so, moving off of the bed and walking to stand behind Elena.

"Lift," Damon permitted her, and Elena aligned him at her entrance as she hovered above him, then sank down.

Damon's eyes closed at the feeling of her enveloping him, but pulled her to him, so she was laying on his chest.

Then he huffed, "Okay, carefully, Stefan."

Elena leaned into Damon's body as far as she could, trying not to move. It was difficult with him so hard inside her. She wanted the friction, but knew it could cause more pain if she tried to move while Stefan entered her.

He was at her entrance now, one hand on her waist, the other, guiding as he wet himself with her juices.

Slowly, he pushed inside her, and Elena gasped.

Her body was stretching to accommodate both of the Salvatore's hard lengths, and she had to fight a hiss at the tightness of it.

But at least Stefan was being easier than Damon had the first few times he'd taken her ass.

It hadn't really hurt, at least not until afterwards..but now was different.

Stefan had finally settled all the way inside her, and she felt Damon flexing as his own body adjusted to the change.

His eyes were on her, and she knew that he was letting her call the shots on this one.

"Okay, you can move, Stefan," she assured the younger one, and he pulled out.

When he pushed back in, she moaned, and sank deeper onto Damon.

Stefan started a slow pace that she matched, using his thrust to time her own on Damon, and soon it built up.

He drove into her as she rode his brother.

The orgasm she'd felt earlier came rushing back quickly, and she was at her peak.

She quickened the movements, which Stefan was able to match after a fumbling moment, a hand on her shoulder, and Damon gripped her sides, holding her steady as they moved.

Then she came. Her orgasm rushed over her, more intensely than ever, and she shuddered against them both. But the Salvatores didn't stop.

She knew Damon was close, because she could read his signs, and by the way he was holding back, she assumed Stefan wasn't far off.

So she closed her eyes, enjoying the feeling of them sliding in and out of her body.

Stefan came first. He pulled out just in time for his cum to flow onto her arched back.

Elena had to admit, it was kinda hot.

The moment he slid from her body, Damon increased his tempo, raising his hips to thrust harder, and she felt herself building again.

Her second orgasm triggered his, and they came together, Damon not even bothering to pull out as he shot cum deep inside of her.

She collapsed on his chest, and noticed that Stefan had also laid across the bed.

The three of them were breathing hard, and Elena started to giggle.

The two Salvatores looked at her and she smiled, "We need another shower."

Stefan smiled, and Damon chuckled, "You're probably right."

She jumped up then, heading to the bathroom.

Damon turned back toward his brother, "Coming?"

Stefan shrugged, "Nah, I'll take a bath downstairs...go be with her."

Damon smiled appreciatively, "Thank you, Stefan...for all of it."

He nodded and Damon turned to the bathroom.

Stefan leaned against the bed for a moment longer.

He could hear Elena giggling again and couldn't help but smile.

Ever since he'd met her, he'd thought she was gorgeous, and he'd often wondered what it would be like to fuck her.

She was off limits though, Damon's girl, and he'd been fine with that.

She was good for his brother. She brought Damon to life in a way that Stefan rarely got to see anymore. Damon was happy, and Stefan was happy for him.

Elena had become the sister he'd never had, but his mind did wonder occasionally, when he heard her screaming in pleasure from Damon's bedroom at night, or saw the heated looks she shot at his brother while her claw marks riddled his body.

He knew she'd be amazing in bed. So passionate and fun, how could she not be. So as awkward as it may have been at first, he was glad tonight had happened, and truthfully, he wouldn't mind a repeat.

Damon was thinking the same when he saw how relaxed Elena was as she washed her body.

"Better?" he smirked, and she leaned forward to kiss him, "That was amazing."

He smiled, "I'm glad you enjoyed it."

She nodded, "I did, but I am going to be sore tomorrow...where's Stefan?"

Damon motioned his head, "Out there, he's taking a shower downstairs."

Panic grew in her eyes then, "I didn't freak him out, did I? Are things gonna be weird now? Damn it. I should go talk to him..."

Damon chuckled, "Elena, he's fine, I promise."

Her eyebrows pulled together, "Then why is he avoiding us now?"

Damon kissed her forehead, "He's not...But he gets me, and he knows what I need right now."

Elena looked up at him, "And what's that?"

Damon smiled, "Just some time alone with you."

She relaxed then, "Need to make sure I'm not jumping beds?"
Damon chuckled, "Something like that."

She kissed his chest, "Casual, Damon, I promised. I only want you."

His arms tightened around her, "I guess this could work then...and I think Stefan was a good choice...so thank you."

She looked up, "For picking Stefan?"

"For caring," Damon corrected.

She smiled, leaning up and claiming his lips, "Always."

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