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 sue myself . . . I need the money.
Chapter 14: Happiness
Damon's POV
I took a deep, relaxing breath before taking another sip of the drink in my hand. Everyone was gone, although it took a bit of persuasion to get rid of Katherine for the night it would be worth it. I was going to spend the whole night with Jer, just me and him. I was smiling into the glass of whiskey at the thought.
He wasn't looking for a relationship. I told myself that over and over again but it wouldn't stop the fluttery feeling in my chest. Most of me didn't care, I could wait for him to be ready. He had a bad past but I could help him get over it. Another part of me screamed that he would never love me. I had hurt him so much and even though he couldn't remember it he knew, just like he did with Vicki. He couldn't love me because he knew I was a monster.
I couldn't think like that, I had changed. I would never hurt another living being just to prove that to him. I sighed as I thought back to our conversation from last night. I tried to hint at it but Jer just kept beating me down. There wasn't much I could do but be there for him, gain his trust. The kid did seem to have some serious issues.
I was pulled from my rambling thoughts by a short knock at the door. I put down the glass as gently as I could before jumping up to answer it. I tried, and failed, to walk calmly down the hallway. I took a deep breath, trying to compose myself, before taking hold of the cool metal.
I pulled the door open, revealing Jeremy with his stunning brown hair. It had grown out lately and the locks that always fell into his eyes as he looked at me through his lashes like he was doing now made him look too adorable. His stunning eyes sealed the deal, the way they glimmered almost sadly made his as cute as a little lost puppy. It didn't hide the fact that he was filling out, growing taller each day and I knew he was going to grow into a handsome man. I just wished I could be around to see it.
"Hey, Jer." I said as I motioned for him to come inside. He was shivering and his hands were tucked deep in the pockets of a large black hoodie, with a band name on it I didn't recognise, to keep himself warm. "Are you cold?" I asked, concern jumping forwards before I pushed it down. He would easily warm up and there was no need to be so worried, he wasn't that breakable.
"Hey," He replied, sighing out a deep breath and making a cloud of his own breath in the air. "Please tell me that big fire of yours is on? I'm freezing." I nodded my head and let him lead the way into the large living room.
I hated the house, the outdated furniture and wood panelled walls made it dark and dreary like an old man lived there. Too many items; books and lamps and photographs lined the shelved and tables across the walls just gathering dust. It was just another reason I tried to spend as little time as possible at home. It had hardly changed in over a hundred years.
"Here, you can warm up faster if you take this off." I advised him before pulling the hoodie over his head, purposefully letting my hands trail and linger over his chest. I folded it over the chair before joining Jer on the rug in front of the fire. His arm snaked around my waist, pulling me closer to him until our bodies touched as much as possible as we sat next to each other.
"Next time you're coming to mine, I'm not walking again." He announced, emphasizing it with a quick jab in my side.
"You should have said. I would've picked you up, I just presumed you could drive or something." I defended myself.
"Nope, not until next August, I'm not even 17 yet!"
"I tend to forget, sorry. How about I buy you a car for your 17th? Of course it will have to suck and keep breaking down. It would be your first car after all." I added lightly, covering the heavy feeling in my heart. Sometimes I forgot just how young Jeremy was. He had seen so much and it had forced him to grow up too quickly.
It just reminded me that he still had his whole life ahead of him. He was going to grow up, leave school and get a job. Would he still want me then? When he had his own friends and family and I was just no one. It would be best if he lost interest. We would both win. I would get my time with him, however long it may be. Then he would pull away and I would let him. It would be best if he never loved me, I wouldn't have to tell him the truth.
I sighed contently, letting the thoughts leave me as I often did lately. It was becoming easier and easier to forget about the future . . . or past. Jer shifted backwards until he was leaning against the settee. He pulled me with him silently until I sat between his legs, resting against his chest. He cuddled closer to me, his arms wrapping around my waist as he nuzzled and kissed my neck. I let my head roll back onto his shoulder, enjoying his tongue as it traced the shell of my ear and dipped to let his teeth nip and suck on my neck.
After a few minutes he stopped, resigning himself to just staring at the fire. "You're really quiet tonight." I noted. "Are you okay?" His hand moved up to stroke through my hair as he thought and it helped me to relax as I waited for his answer.
"I-I'm just thinking." He finally whispered, so quiet that I hardly hear the words that were spoked inches from my ear.
"Is it anything I can help with, you're really distracted. You wanna talk or something?" I asked warily, realising I was getting too close to the line between company and caring boyfriend.
"I don't want to bore you, it's really stupid."
"Go on, I'm not going anywhere." I pushed, liking the idea that he could confide in me. I wanted him to be close to me, I didn't just want to fuck him. I wanted to hold him and help him through anything. I turned to give him a comforting kiss before he stared to talk.
"It's just that I don't get it, Day. It happened so fast, one minute you never even glanced my way, no matter how much I tried to help you and now . . . now you forfeited sex with anyone else for me. I get that it's a huge step for you. I don't think you've ever been in a 'normal' relationship, what changed in the few days that we've spent together?" He was right about that. The only real
relationship I had been in was with Katherine and that was definitely out of the category of normal. I had pulled away from anyone ever since.
Of course he would be confused. He hadn't seen the changes happen as I had. He hadn't seen the light leave his eyes that night. He hadn't seen the beautiful, powerful creature that had stood up to me, even in fear. He hadn't had weeks to think about how he felt or even know how it happened.
How could I tell him any of it without him wanting to know the whole story? How could I tell him I loved him when he believed I had only thought of him for a few days? How was I supposed to tell him how I felt, that I didn't just magically fall in love with him. That it had taken weeks where he didn't even know I was there, following him and keeping him out of danger.
"I wish I knew what happened in that little head of yours." He mused. "Then this actually might make sense."
"Does it matter now, Jer? You have me, there's no point in wondering why. We just need to live now, let it happen." I said, dropping the subject for him. I knew what he was searching for; the lost time. The days that didn't fit. People that had experience with being compelled could learn to identify the signs. Lost days, events that didn't fit, fuzzy memories or even just confusion. Jer had to realise something.
"I know, I just feel like I'm missing something and it's just so obvious but I can't figure it out." He growled before sighing in frustrated defeat.
"Hey." I cooed gently as I squeezed his arm reassuringly. "I'm sure it's nothing. Just try to relax and forget about it or you're going to obsess over it."
"Alright." He agreed stubbornly.
"Anyway, I think it ended quite well." I said before turning to capture his lips in mine. He into my mouth as our lips parted, allowing our tongues to meet, just brushing against each other as he melted into the quickly familiar gesture. I let out a breathy moan as the wet muscle massaged my sensitive lips, leaving them tingling when he pulled back.
"I would've gotten you eventually anyway."He teased as he pulled me back into his warm chest, the mood instantly lightening.
"Oh really? And how would you have done that?" I asked I tried to turn back around but he held me there, making it clear he didn't want me to move.
"It would be too easy, like last night. You wouldn't be able to resist." He whispered seductively in my ear. His hand reached up into my shirt, his fingers beginning to trace light patterns over my pale skin. "I'd wait until you were alone, watching you somewhere, just a crowded place. You'd want me before I even started because you would know what it meant when I looked at you like that.
"Then I would come and sit next to you, it wouldn't be too obvious, no one would even notice when my hand slipped onto your knee." He whispered into my ear, acting out the words as he said them. "You wouldn't even stop me as my hand got closer to your cock. You'd just be begging for me to touch you." I let out a low groan as his hand moved to lightly cup the growing bulge in my jeans, squeezing ever so gently.
"Then I'd walk away, leaving you there, hard, needing me." He chuckled, bringing his hand away. "And you would come after me, my job would be done. You would be so set on fucking me, making me scream that you wouldn't care where we were, that we could get caught any minute. All that would matter would be slamming into my ass, taking me." He whispered, his breath deepening. I realised I had shut my eyes as I listened to his hypnotic voice. I turned then, recapturing his eager mouth, dominating his body as I pushed against him.
I let go of him for a minute, crawling over to a spot in front of the fire. Jeremy sat watching with lust filled eyes, not attempting to do anything with his obvious erection. I just stared at him, enjoying my superior vision in the dark room, the only source of light being the fire. His dark brown hair was brushed out of his face, revealing eyes, pupils blow wide as he stared at me as if he was about to jump me.
His arms were spread over the seat of the settee he was leaning against, causing his tee to ride up and tease me with just inches of his perfect midriff. My eyes travelled to his jeans where his hand had started to rub the noticeable outline of his thick cock through the material.
"Enjoying the view?" Jer asked, he voice deeper than usual. I leaned forwards, pulling him on top of me. He bent down, moulding his body to mine as we kissed slowly and passionately. His hands wrapped deep in my hair as I cupped his cheek pulling him closer, the only thing I could taste was him, the only thing I could feel was heat, from both Jer and the fire.
I couldn't help but stop for a moment to think about how romantic the scene was, the heat of the crackling fire illuminated his as I stared into deep brown eyes. I wondered what Jer would think if he saw the situation as I did. That we were making love and it was beautiful.
I rolled us over, pinning the human beneath me. I kissed down his neck, efficiently removing the tee as it got in the way. I moved down to his waist, quickly undoing the belt and his jeans soon followed.
Jeremy tugged at my shirt, wanting to see my naked body, too. I obeyed and stripped myself of my jeans, allowing Jeremy to pull off my shirt. We were both on the floor, me straddling Jer's stomach, both of us just in our boxers. Jeremy reached down, intent on removing the final layer of clothing. I pushed his hand back, giving him a disapproving look.
"I'm going to take my time with you tonight. Now, where there is no chance that anything can stop us." I whispered, leaving wet kissed on his chest. He let out a quiet whimper at that, arching into my touch as I tease his nipples.
"Damon-" He gasped, already rocking against me, trying to get some friction. I moved down his body until I was eye-level with his confined arousal. I pressed a light kiss on the clothed bulge, making his member twitch before slowly pulling the elastic down.
His erection sprung forward, revealing the red, leaking tip. I licked away the pre-cum, earning a deep groan. He bucked up, attempting to feel more of my mouth on him but I had other ideas. I pulled away from him, earning a whine in protest.
"Day! Just fucking fuck me! I can't take this being patient thing." He pouted, looking too cute for his own good. It didn't disguise his desperation, though. His whole body was tense and Jer stared at me, wanting me to do something.
"Just relax and turn over, I swear it will be worth it." I promised. He thoughtlessly rolled onto his stomach, trusting me to take care of him.
I kissed down his back, causing shivers to sweep through his body. "You like that?" I asked only getting a moan in response as I lightly dragged my nails down his spine. I smiled as I played with the newly discovered sensitive area. I lightly dragged my tongue over the area before blowing on the wet patch I had created, forcing more shudders to spread through him.
Jer gasped and moaned lightly throughout my ministrations, his fingers buried in the pile of the rug. I wanted to explore his body, find other places that would make him moan. I wanted to find the ones that would make him laugh uncontrollably or the ones that made him melt in my hands but I had time for that later.
I inched towards my destination hesitantly. I was sure this was new waters for both of us but I wanted to try it. I placed a few kissed on the pale cheeks of his ass before spreading them, revealing the tight pucker.
Jer happily spread his legs as I ran a finger over the crease, only pushing against the hole slightly. I bent down, licking over his entrance and earning a surprised gasp quickly followed by a moan. Encouraged by the noises I swiped my tongue over it again, getting the same reaction.
I spent some time licking over his hole until it was slick and shiny with spit. Jeremy was writhing beneath me, pushing into me and moaning steadily. I pushed past the tight muscle, fucking him with my tongue and forcing him to unconsciously push into me.
I added a finger, pushing it in as I continued to probe the muscle, massaging it until his whole body was on edge. I added another finger, steadily loosening his entrance. Jer started speaking in between moans, begging for more. The sinful sounds Jer was making left me hard and desperate for any contact. Whilst I couldn't do anything about my own neglected hard-on, Jer was basically humping the floor, relishing the feeling of the friction I desperately needed. When I pulled back, leaving just my fingers inside him, the sight was almost enough to make me come right then.
His head was buried in his arms as he rolled his hips, simultaneously impaling himself on my fingers and stimulating his weeping cock. I couldn't wait any longer. I quickly added a third finger, making sure he was stretched enough before turning him over.
Jer looked up at me with dark, glazed eyes. His face was flushed and sweat glistened on his skin. He pulled me over him, locking his lips to mine. All his desperation and need was communicated in the one kiss as he held himself to me, his shaky breaths echoing off the walls.
"No more teasing-please." He gasped against me and I couldn't deny him. I hooked one of his legs over my shoulder before lining up with his entrance, quickly spreading some of my saliva on my cock to make it easier. I pushed forwards and my head fell back as I was consumed by the feeling of tight walls clenching around my cock.
I settled into a slow rhythm, sinking inside before one again pulling out slowly. Jer was rocking against me in minutes, trying to urge me on. I changed the angle, holding him up further, aiming for his prostate.
Neither of us lasted long after that, my hand pumped Jer's member in time with my thrusts. I gradually got faster, moaning as my orgasm was ripped from me by pulsating muscles seconds after Jeremy came, covering my hand and his chest with white fluid and crying out with a deep moan.
I gently pulled away, lying beside him as we caught our breath. Jeremy was the first to break the silence.
"Well, fuck." He whispered, still breathing deeply. I rolled over to look at him, his flush cheeks and lazy smile giving him a carefree look.
"Took the words right out of my mouth." I answered, my mind to hazy to come up with a decent reply. I pulled us closer together, Jer automatically wrapping his arm around me as I lay my head on his chest.
"We should move or I'm going to fall asleep ." I sighed, muffling a yawn. The only response I got was a light humph. "Jer?"
"I'm comfy." He moaned unintelligently.
"I've got an even comfier bed upstairs."
"Do I get to see your room?" He asked, instantly perking up. I nodding, knowing he could feel it and he was instantly sat up. "What are we waiting for?"
He jumped up on shaky legs, obviously set on poking around my room before I got there. I let him run ahead, there wasn't much interesting there anyway. As I walked up the stair I saw the comical scene of Jer, completely naked, checking each door as he passed it.
"Third from the end, left hand side."
"Thanks." He said sheepishly before disappearing down the hallway. I followed, admiring the view of him from behind.
Jeremy had stopped once he reached my room, his eyes glued to the bed that dominated the room. I had to admit that it was rather big. Half a dozen people could sleep in it without problem, not that I had tested it.
"Well?" I asked as I made my way to the bathroom to clean up. The room really wasn't that impressive. There was a minimal amount of furniture; a tiny bedside table supporting a lamp, a few chairs, a mirror and the bed that claimed most of the room. The curtains that ran across the back wall would normally be opened, letting in as much light as possible from the wall of windows.
The best think Zack had done was update the bathroom. I had a shower and a bath for two as well as all the necessities. I grabbed a cloth, quickly cleaning come off myself before taking it to Jer.
"We have got to have sex on this bed!" He shouted gleefully as he fell back into the soft duvet, spreading himself out as far as possible and still not reaching any of the sides.
"I'm sure we'll end up doing that anyway." I sighed, throwing the cloth on him. Once he was a bit cleaner, Jer began to root through the pile of books I had never bothered to move from the side of my bed.
"I guessing you read quite a bit." He said, dropping each book to the side of him when he had read the title. "I haven't even heard of half of these." He sighed as he sifted through a new pile.
"I'm not surprised, they're quite old."
"Now this one I know. 'Gone with the Wind." He chuckled. "You're just a giant sop, aren't you?"
"You caught me." I smiled back. "I even cried a little at it." He just sighed and rolled his eyes, placing the book back.
"Wait, what's this?" He asked, reaching under the bed. He pulled out the familiar sketchpad. "What are you doing with this?"
I panicked for a moment, unsure of what to say. "You're not the only one that snoops, you know."
"Well at least I don't steal things."
"It has pictures of me in it, therefore it is mine." I chuckled slightly as he blushed. "I took it 'cause I kinda like it." I admitted sheepishly.
He waited for a moment, flicking through the pages. "You can keep it." He decided, putting it back from where he found it. "But no one else sees it, okay?"
"Right." I agreed. He pulled me into a kiss that ended in us both falling back onto the soft bed. "So," I whispered in his ear. "You ready for another round? The bed really needs it's springs checking."
Jer just laughed as he straddled me. "And I have thought of a great way of doing that." He offered as he rolled his hips, rubbing my quickly hardening member against his backside. I couldn't help but join his care free laughter before silencing him with a long, breath-taking kiss.
I pulled the covers over us before lying down next to the already sleeping boy. An almost forgotten feeling spread through my body, warming me in unusual ways as I held myself closer to Jer's soft body. It was contentment, happiness and I loved it. All I could do was lie there as I was surrounded by Jeremy, he filled my every sense and all I could feel was happiness and love.
Hours later, movement next to me shook me awake, my instincts kicking in as I was instantly alert and listened to what was happening around me. I forced my eyes to stay shut as I felt a weight leave the bed and a click of the door as it swung open and shut almost silently.
I turned over, forcing myself to sleep again. He just needed time, that was all. If I followed him I would just make it worse. The rustling of him putting on his clothes filled the house for a few minutes before the final slam of the front door left silence ringing in my ears.
I rolled over again, the huge bed now feeling cold and empty without the presence of Jeremy's warm body. No matter how hard I tried I couldn't get back to sleep and I eventually pulled myself out of the bed.
I was hungry anyway, I hadn't fed from Jer or drank anything all day. I made my way down to the basement, intent on finding some blood to comfort me.
"How're you doing Elijah?" I said aloud as I passed the locked door. I was only greeted by expected silence. "Yeah, me too." I sighed as I grabbed a bag from the fridge.
I settled down on the settee in front of the glowing embers that remained form the earlier fire, occasionally sipping from the glass in my hand. I was longing for Jer's company, he had only been gone a few minutes and I wanted him back.
I lay back, just thinking of him and I didn't even notice as my eyes slipped close and thoughts became dreams.
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