The Only Exception
Warning this story contains graphic sex, rape, sex with a minor, blood play . . . the works! The pairing is Damon/Jeremy Slash! If you don't like it go away. Thank you! ( : Enjoy.
These characters are not mine, if they were I would make a group of bad writers write this instead of me.
Chapter 13: Choice
Jeremy's POV
I didn't turn around as I turned on the TV. Not when I heard the front door opening or Damon coming down the stairs. I didn't want to look at him, see the regret in his eyes. The way he acted had hurt a little but it wasn't important. It was an act, it had to be, and I saw right through it. If he truly regretted it he wouldn't come back tonight, that's what I told myself.
I tried to expel those last moments with him from my mind. I had the rest of the night to think about. It had been how I imagined sex to be like with him; rough, hard and passionate. I wasn't looking forward to tomorrow and making up an excuse for why I was walking funny, though, but it was worth every second. I had seen that man again, the one who had been so caring, if only for a short while.
"What's wrong with Damon?" Jenna asked me as she walked into the room.
"Dunno," I shrugged. "He's been like that all night. I don't think he likes me all that much." I added, trying to sound impassive and maybe I was trying to get as much doubt between the idea of me and Damon so she would never even suspect it. Just in case.
"He seemed fine earlier, do you think he's okay?" She commented.
"He's probably just being Damon." I muttered, hoping that she would let the topic go.
"As long as you didn't get into any trouble." She decided. "I need to freshen up. I've been running around all night." She continued as she made her way upstairs. The moment she was out of sight I relaxed into the chair as I huffed out a relieved breath. I needed to stop being so jumpy and obvious if I was going to go through with this with Damon. Whatever it was.
I was getting ahead of myself. I didn't even know if he was going to turn up tonight. It would be easier if he didn't, went back to ignoring me and treating me like Elena's stupid little brother but it wasn't what I wanted. No matter how hard I tried to convince myself otherwise or how I balanced out the pros and cons, I wanted him, no matter how stupid or dangerous it was.
It seemed like I was counting the seconds until Damon was supposed to arrive. It was midnight and Jenna had already gone to sleep. Elena and Stefan hadn't shown up and I had presumed they were staying at his house.
It was only an hour until Damon would be here and I didn't know what I was going to say. I knew what I wanted to say; I wanted to say that he was perfect and beautiful and I wanted him more than anything in the world and confess sappy things. That wasn't going to happen.
I turned off the TV, deeming it late enough to go upstairs although I knew I couldn't sleep. I was nervous and there was a sick feeling in the pit of my stomach that wouldn't go away. I changed into some tracksuit bottoms and a t-shirt that I used for sleeping in before opening the window. I didn't expect him to be there yet but it didn't stop me from gazing out the window as I sat at my desk.
I glanced out the window almost every minute in the hope of spotting him as it approached 1 am. I was fighting to keep my eyes open and every muscle in my body ached. Although the bites and bruises had healed, Damon's blood had done nothing to ease the ache caused by his rough handling.
My heart grew heavier as the time came and passed. All of my faith in him crumbled away as as it slipped past 1:30. I didn't know how I could've been so stupid. Of course he wouldn't turn up, he didn't care about me; he only saw me as an easy fuck.
I was almost fighting back tears as I thought of how he had used me and shook my head, trying to rid myself of the stupid thoughts. I didn't care about him anyway, asking him to come here was a test to see if I could really continue this. I got my answer and now I could get on with my life. It was for the best anyway, I was going to do what the past-me had said. I was going to stay away from Damon Salvatore.
I slammed my window shut with a little too much force, making the frame shake before I climbed into my bed, pulling the sheets over my head. I hoped I could just forget this in the morning, just continue ignoring him. I buried my head into the pillow, trying to get comfy and I definitely wasn't missing the feel of his body next to mine.
I lay awake for what felt like hours, begging my mind to turn off so I could sleep. Of course I wasn't lucky enough for that to happen. I tossed and turned until I was so tangled in the sheets that I almost fell off the bed and my head hurt from accidentally hitting it on the headboard.
I pulled the quilt over my head, screwing my eyes shut. I refused to lose sleep over him, I wasn't some lovesick teen girl. The world around me faded away as my body finally relaxed and the tiredness overwhelmed me.
I sighed contently as I felt fingers brush over my skin, trailing down my back, gently squeezing my ass. I didn't open my eyes, I just rolled towards the body, pushing the hand closer to me, silently asking for more. The person complied as two hands now roamed my body, teasing sensitive flesh and rubbing my nipples.
A mouth joined the hands, causing beautiful pleasure to spread through my skin. It felt like I was being stimulated everywhere at once, the talented lips licking my ear and neck and cock all at the same time. I moaned at the ministrations, allowing the pleasure to wash over me.
The body pressed against me, holding me close as a hand reached down to stroke my member. All I could feel was pure white bliss, so strong that I thought I could see it. My lips found the intruder's as I drowned in the feeling of them moving against mine, making me melt into his embrace.
"Damon." I sighed, sinking into the familiar kiss. His teeth nipped at my lips as a finger did devilish things around my balls and hole, making me gasp into his mouth. He rolled on top of me, covering my body with his.
"Please." I whispered into the silence, pushing up into him, needing him to continue. My skin was on fire, my whole being was crying out with the intensity. I wanted to stay there forever, with him there, always making me feel this way.
I moaned his name again as his grip on my member tightened, bringing me to my climax. I was so close, my whole body shaking as I got so close to dropping over the edge of ecstasy-
There was a loud crash from somewhere around me, starling me as my eyes flew open. I fought my way out of the sheets I was buried underneath, panicking at the idea of someone being in my room. I was greeted by darkness as I scanned my room, unable to spot anything out of place.
I took a deep breath, deeming I had imagined the noise. I lay back down on my bed, once again wide awake. The noise came again, a series of hard cracks against the window pane, all of them threatening to break the glass.
I jumped out of my bed to the window, wondering what could be making such a racket. I pulled back the curtains to reveal the familiar street, hardly visible in the dim, overcast night. I opened the window and poked my head out into the cold autumn night, hoping to see whatever had woke me but I still saw nothing. The taps came again, a lot lighter this time and I could just make out the small stones that tapped against the window only a few inches away from my face.
I pulled back, not wanting to get hit by one and consequently leaving the window wide open. The second I had moved away I could feel a breeze blow into the room before the window closed with a thud. I backed up against the wall, not wanting to be caught by surprise but it wasn't necessary. The intruder was sprawled across my bed, completely relaxed as he stared at me with an unwavering gaze.
"Sorry I'm late." The man chuckled from his placed on the bed.
"Damon?" I gasped, shocked. "What time is it?"
"It's nearly 3. I came to check if you were still awake so we could talk but you were asleep. I was going to go but I was worried, you were making there strange noises and you're usually quite a noiseless sleeper-" He stopped suddenly, realising what he had just said as I stared at him angrily.
"There is no need to mention your habits of following my sister to her room." I hissed, annoyed that he had heard me, too. "You have to promise to stay away from her."
"Oh-Yeah . . . Sorry. You don't need to worry about that." He muttered, seeming almost relieved that I hadn't pushed for an explanation.
"You say sorry around me an awful lot lately" I observed as I walked over to sit beside him, placing my hands awkwardly in my lap.
"I have a lot to be sorry about. I've done a lot of bad stuff to you, Jer, and I want you to know I truly regret it so we can move on from it, be who we want to be without the past dragging us down."
"In that case, I'm sorry for for calling you a dick . . . and almost attempting to kill you."
"And I'm sorry for killing you and constantly putting you and your loved ones in danger."
"That doesn't even cover half of it." I smiled.
"I know." He added, almost sadly. "I know I'm a bit late so, what did you want me for?" I took a deep breath and looked away from him. I just needed to say what I thought. He wouldn't hurt me, I knew he cared some for me, though how much I didn't know.
"I can't do this, Damon," I blurted out. That was definitely not the was I was supposed to say it. Damon looked like he was going to interrupt but I carried on quickly. "It's not that I don't like you or that we shouldn't see each other. I just don't want this to be serious. I don't mind if this is just sex... Or a meal," I smiled slightly. "I like it and the sex is great so don't try and make it something it's not. I don't want to lose what we have."
Although said simply, it was the basics of a truth. I really liked him but I couldn't love him like I wanted to. I didn't care that he was using me so long as it was mutual. It was kinda weird and twisted but that's all I had ever been there for. I loved Vicki but she just me for drugs and sex. Anna had used me for information and to get her mother back and each time they had left me when I got too attached. I swore it wouldn't happen again.
"Don't be stupid, Jer. I like you and that means you're stuck with me whether you like it or not." He pulled me closer to him, placing a sweet kiss on my cheek.
"I'd watch what you were saying, I might actually start to think that you have feelings." I joked, allowing his arms to pull me into his chest.
"Guess I'll have to be careful. I can't even make you forget if I say something stupid." He said, frowning. "Where's the vervain, anyway? I know you can't be drinking it since I've had your blood."
"I'm not stupid. I don't trust you with that." I said defensively, pulling out of his grip a little too harshly.
"Why not?"
"You did kill me." I added blandly. I noticed his discomfort at the mention of killing me and remembered it to investigate later. It wasn't digging, I was just . . . observing.
"I thought relationships were built on trust?"
"I'll trust you if you trust me."
"I don't trust anybody."
"Then maybe you need to start." I almost whispered as my hand moved to hold his. He stayed quiet, purposefully not answering me so I decided to change the subject.
"Will you answer me truthfully if I ask you a question?"
"Sure, so long as it isn't stupid."
"Why did you come so late?" I asked, wanting to start with the easier questions.
"I was waiting for Stefan and Elena to get to sleep. They think I'm up to no good and are keeping an eye on me." He answered, his words unhesitating. "Is it my turn now?"
"Do your worst." I said smugly, knowing I had little to hide.
"Why are you so good at giving head?"
"Of all the things to ask!" I exclaimed.
"You said anything."
"Natural talent, I guess." I lied easily.
"Don't bullshit me, Jer. I expect you to answer honestly if I do."
"It's nothing."
"I'm not going to laugh or tell anyone, what's the worst that could happen from you telling me?"
"Fine, if you really want to know it was how I paid for them."
"What?"
"The drugs, if I couldn't get any off my friends I'd go to this guy and he'd give them me if I sucked him off. He thought I was good and I got free stuff, it seemed like a good deal to my doped up brain. It's not something I'm proud of but it happened. Happy now?"
"Not at all, I thought I was your first male experience ever. You have upset me." He complained and crossed his arms childishly but I knew he was trying hard to not make a big deal out of it. I definitely wasn't proud of the past but it was well and truly behind me.
"It was more of a chore really, I never really enjoyed it."
"And that makes it all the more better, you were forced to perform sexual acts on a man." He huffed.
"It was my decision, my young, stupid decision but it was mine."
"Can I ask you another question?"
"Sure."
"As far as I can remember, you liked girls. To be exact, you had a little thing with one Bonnie Bennett. When did you change your mind?" I was a little bit happier about this question. It was at least one that I had expected him to ask.
"I've always known that I can 'appreciate' a nice looking body no matter who they are and you're pretty easy on the eyes." I admitted. "Bonnie's been avoiding me lately, Jonas and Luka are dead and she had all her powers back. I think it's a bit much for her and well . . . I'm not the most comforting boyfriend in the world. Anyway, I think my track record has pretty much put me off women for life. Vicki, Anna, Bonnie. I just think it's time for a change."
"And so you turned to me?"
"You can't be picky, especially with my luck."
"Thanks, you really know how to make a guy feel special." Damon pouted.
"You started it! And you know I didn't mean it like that. And speaking of, what happened to Damon Salvatore; Ladies' man, complete playboy?"
"Maybe he just grew up."
"I like the new him." I chuckled. "What about you, have you ever... been with another man?" I asked warily.
"I-I..." He hesitated. "Do you really want to know?"
"I already told you something personal." I pushed.
"Well, kinda-not really. Not really for me. The idea is that many older vampires, ones that want to stay hidden, take men as their 'boyfriends'. They have more blood and they can take rougher treatment and I have to admit that the more pigheaded they are, the easier they are to compel.
"It didn't work out for me, though, during the first world war we had to survive on as little as possible so I took in an orphaned boy, about 17. He would've gone to war otherwise. His name was Chad and he was quite willing to stay with me, knowing what I was but we were both uncomfortable with the idea. Being with men was a huge taboo and even though he got ridiculously aroused when I spent time with him we never got much farther than seeing each other jack off and even that got awkward.
"Another time I was drunk and it seemed like a very good idea. All I really remember was that he was cute and smelled nice. I'd done anal before so I had an idea of what I was doing. The next morning I was just glad that I was the one that fucked, not the other way round."
"How do you know it doesn't feel good if you never tried it?"
"How can having a dick up my ass feel good?"
"You're a hypocrite!"
"At least I know how to make it good. Admit it, you like it when I'm inside you." He purred playfully as he leaned forwards to kiss me. I moved to pull him into a more heated kiss. He let me lead for a moment before pulling back and looking at me.
"So if you don't want this to be anything, what are we doing?" He asked.
"I like you Damon but I'm just not ready for any kind of commitment. Can't we just be?"
"That could mean anything." He whispered.
"Exactly."I murmured against his lips before once again capturing them against mine. It felt good just to kiss him, not in any rush, pushing my hands up his shirt and purposefully making his hair a mess. "But I don't want you with anyone else."
"I wouldn't dream of it." He whispered soothingly before pulling me into a breathtaking kiss.
"Will you stay tonight?" I questioned him as I pulled back for air.
"I can't. If I'm not there in the morning they'll think I'm up to something."
I snorted. "They expect you to have gone on a killing spree before they would even think that you were with me."
"Next time, I promise." He whispered. "But now you need to get some sleep, it's almost 4am."
"When will it be next time?" I questioned him.
"What about my house tomorrow night, well . . . tonight. I know Stefan and Elena will be out."
"Sounds perfect." I answered, secretly excited to see the rest of the house, namely Damon's room. I had only seen the downstairs.
"I'll see you at eight." He whispered, kissing me lightly. "Sweet dreams." He added before disappearing out the window.
I dropped back off to sleep the moment he had left, happy and relaxed.
I was woken to the sound of knocking on my door. I pulled the sheets over my head, trying to expel the sounds and the light that were dragging me away from my peaceful slumber. I sighed inwardly as my eyes opened. I yawned, pulling myself out of the bed before I could get comfortable once again and headed downstairs.
"Hurry up, Jer. We need to help clean up this morning. The only way I could get them to hold the auction at the Grill was to promise to clean up afterwards! It's already midday now and you are going to help me if you want to or not." She pushed something that resembled breakfast in from of me and I obediently began eating.
I dressed quickly and was pulled out of the door, grumbling all the way, I could've at least gotten some warning about this. I didn't pay attention as Jenna talked to me, my mind was wondering to the conversation last night. I was over the moon that it had worked out and couldn't stop myself from imagining what would happen tonight.
It looked like it would take all day to clean the Grill. Hundreds of glasses and cans were strewn across the room, filling tables and some areas on the floor. Wrappers and plates from meals added to mess and the parking lot (where a tent had been up, too) wasn't in any better condition.
Aunt Jenna had managed to pull together a small group of around eight people to help clean up the mess. I was annoyed that Elena hadn't been forced to help but brightened up slightly when I was promised my freedom if I helped out. I was already planning on sneaking out but it would be easier if I had permission.
The task was tedious. I was working outside cleaning up anything I came across and although it was midday there was a cool chill in the air, making work more than uncomfortable if I factored in my protesting muscles.
The roar of an engine pulled me out of my daze and my head snapped up. A familiar car pulled up next to the building, it's blue exterior drawing everyone's attention. The Camaro's roar was cut off as it's owner opened the door, stepping out into the dim autumn sun.
I couldn't help but smile as Damon's eyes caught mine. He winked playfully before disappearing into the bar.
"What are you doing here?" I asked when he appeared again a few minutes later.
"I'm on the clean-up crew and I've been paired up with you. I think Jenna's trying to enforce some male bonding." He chuckled.
"That's your fault," I accused him. "If you hadn't stormed out last night like you were trying to get away from a fire then we wouldn't be together. She thinks you absolutely hate me now."
He leaned forwards, becoming unnecessarily close to me and I stole a quick glance around to see if anyone was looking our way. "Why are you complaining?" He breathed into my ear. His head moved down until his lips pressed against my neck.
I didn't dare to move as his fangs pressed gently into my skin. My eyes screwed shut and my nails dug into my skin as I concentrated on trying to keep my breathing regular. No sooner than I had felt him there he was gone, standing a few steps away from me with a smug grin on his all too calm and normal face.
"Don't do that again." I warned him. "What if someone had seen you?"
"Relax, nobody was looking . . . and anyway, I just couldn't resist." He smirked before leaving a short, promising kiss on my lips. "C'mon, then, I don't want to be stuck here all day. I have a date tonight." He teased as he walked away from me.
About an hour later we were finished. Jenna had, luckily for her, been working on sorting the money for some charity or other whilst everyone else had made the Grill presentable again. Later the whole group was sat round the bar, having a quick drink before we all headed home. My hands were wrapped around the mug of coffee I had been given, using it as a mini heater.
I was watching Damon with amusement as he sat with a sour look a few seats away. He had been denied anything but coffee or water to drink and he had been roped into what looked like a boring conversation with other people I didn't know too well. It served him right, though, although our job had gone a lot quicker with him, it had been hell. Every few minutes he made an inappropriate comment or touched me in unjustifiable places. I, of course, retaliated and soon we had turned it into a game of 'who could touch the other guy the most'.
A few moments later he excused himself and began to walk my way. He passed me with no visible reaction but I felt it as his hand lightly squeezed my butt through my jeans. I sulked when he disappeared and swallowed down the last of my coffee, almost burning my tongue. I couldn't wait until tonight when I could touch him without the fear of anyone seeing.
I gasped when I noticed the small note where I was about place the mug. I snatched it up and read the the few words that were scribbled onto the paper.
'You coming?' There was a small winking smiley drawn next to it and I sigh, shoving the note into my pocket. He had been really giddy all day. I traced his steps to the men's room and slipped inside.
"What's wrong with you?"I asked cheerfully as one of his hands began to trail down my body the moment the door closed behind me.
"I'm just happy! Why, am I not aloud to be?" He chuckled.
"If this is what happens when you're happy you can be happy everyday." I smiled.
I pulled him closer to me, sealing my lips over his. I was pushed against the door and Damon's hand found the bulge in my pants, pushing and curling his fingers as he massaged me through the clothes.
"Looks like you have a 'little' problem there." He joked.
"There's nothing little about me and you know it." I countered as I bucked into his hand, my breaths coming out as needy gasps. His hand fumbled with my belt as my hands gripped his hair, pulling him closer into the kiss. Finally my jeans were loose enough for him to pull them out of the way.
He fell to his knees in front of me and began to kiss and nip at my hip bones and dip his tongue beneath the band of my boxers, occasionally snapping the elastic back and making me gasp. Soon he pulled them away, too, leaving me half naked in a public bathroom.
"Aren't we gonna get caught?" I sighed as he kissed down my length. "Damon-Fuck!" I growled, my question forgotten as he took me in his mouth. I gasped as I noticed I could see us in the mirror on the adjacent wall. My eyes were glued to the sight as he knelt before me, his head bobbing over my length with his hair in a ruffled mess as my hands tried to pull him closer to no prevail.
I was growing close to my climax after just a few minutes of his ministrations, his tight lips were like heaven on my excited dick and I was almost whimpering as he pulled away. He moved on to suck my balls into his mouth, massaging them with his tongue and I was almost crying in pleasure.
"Damon-please! I need to come!" I almost screamed in frustration as he took me back into his mouth inch by slow inch. My hips bucked forward, trying to immerse myself back into his warm, slick mouth but an arm across my hips stopped me before I got far.
My grip tightened on his hair as I got close to my climax. My head was shaking from side unconsciously as I tried to hold myself back. I forced myself to look into the mirror again to see Damon rubbing his hand over his neglected length in time with his movements. It became a quick race to completion as his mouth worked expertly on my sensitive cock.
Someone was at the other side of the door, trying to push it open and in turn pushing me further into Damon's eager mouth. I moaned in ecstasy as he took down as much of me as he could and I heard a muted "For Fucks Sake!" shouted through as the man realised what we were doing but I couldn't bring myself to care, what was happening now was far too important.
I bit down on my hand as I came, trying not to scream Damon's name in such a public place but the thought was soon gone. My orgasm ripped through me and my legs shook, unable to hold my weight. Damon pulled me down next to him, cuddling into me and sloppily kissing any part of me he could as he settled into a post-coital state.
I got to my senses much sooner than Damon, which was funny since I was on the receiving end of the blow job. I grabbed some tissue and began to clean us both up. Damon's eyes closed and he let out a breathy moan as I mopped the white substance off his skin.
"C'mon, someone's gonna find us if we don't hurry up." I hurried him. All the response I got was a smile as he pulled me back down into a deep kiss. I pulled back quickly, genuinely worried that we'd get caught. "Do you want to get caught?" I snapped at him.
He eventually jumped up and was looking acceptable before I was. "That was fun." He chuckled, smiling dreamily at me.
"You are an exhibitionist." I grumbled. He just smiled at that, leaning against the door while I got sorted so no one could get in.
"Maybe I just like being with you, no matter where I am." He countered. "I'll go now and you wait a few minutes, nobody will notice we both disappeared."
"Right." I agreed, accepting the short peck on my lips. If I had only learnt one thing in the short amount of time we had been like this, he loved to touch me, whether it is just a quick kiss or a long embrace.
"See you tonight, then?" He asked, waiting for my confirmation.
"Of course." I smiled, happy I was seeing him once again the same day. A few seconds later he was gone, disappearing out the door at vampire speed. I waited for a few minutes like he planned and walked out of the toilets with a smug smile on my face.
I know, I'm not too sure about it either, I spent as much time as I could trying to make it right but it didn't work out. -.-
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