God my head has grown to the size of a planet hahaha. My best friend and beta is just shaking her head at me these days when I tell her about all of you and how much I feel valued. Just to reassure, there's loads more to come darlings. I got a few more chapters in me yet

Chapter 25 TNB

Everyone could see how desperate they were to be alone. Stefan was practically oozing pheromones as Damon's eyes lingered on him and Jeremy was the first to practically bolt. Elena kissed them both and hugged them to her before she left with Caroline on her arm, giving Stefan a reassuring nod as she closed the door behind them. Damon let out the breath he'd been holding and relaxed at their absence.

Stefan chuckled and took his hand, kissing his fingers as Damon tried to seduce him with his eyes. He wanted Stefan to melt in front of him, so it was a surprise when Stefan jumped on him and began to kiss him passionately, knocking them into a side table. Damon grunted as the table edge jabbed his lower back but he was soon pre-occupied in their kissing and grabbing at each other to be too concerned about it. Stefan was hot and fired up, now that he knew that Damon wasn't going to die. His insistence that they make love right there against the table was growing and Damon had to fight with his hands to get him under control.

"Slow…slow." He panted against Stefan's mouth but Stefan made a frustrated sound. "Uh!" He gasped as Stefan pressed him into the table and rubbed their groins together.

Stefan began to undo Damon's jeans, his hands shaking but confident in their intention and Damon tilted his head back and let Stefan bite and suck at his neck teasingly. His head was spinning and he loved it. Stefan was so passionate, it was taking his breath away. Before he knew what was happening Stefan hand his hand down his pants and was pumping him and his eyes rolled back in his head. He moaned and gasped, flexing his hips in aid and Stefan grinned and resumed his attack on his mouth until Damon surrendered his tongue. That was something extra new about Stefan now. He wasn't timid, he took what he wanted and he usually got it as a result.

Damon was shaking and climaxing before he knew it and he surrendered his seed to Stefan's hand as he opened his mouth and sucked in a breath. Stefan finally settled down, squeezing his manhood firmly to milk the remaining fluid from him as he kissed him slowly and softly. Damon felt faint from the blood rush and sagged into the table behind him. Stefan wound his arm around his back and beckoned him to the floor. Damon collapsed on his back breathing, flushed and satisfied and Stefan pulled some tissues from a holder on the table and cleaned his hand and Damon's trousers as Damon closed his eyes.

"Where…did that come from?" Damon panted and Stefan smiled and leaned down to Damon's soft member, licking over it and up to his abdomen as Damon shivered. "Jesus…" Damon sighed happily and Stefan chuckled.

"You need to feed." Stefan whispered as he placed soft butterfly kisses on Damon's smooth muscular stomach, sliding his hands up to move the fabric out of the way. "Then you're going to make love to me."

"Am I now?" Damon raised an eyebrow.

"At least three times." Stefan smiled confidently.

"I think I'm done for the night." Damon teased and Stefan let his fangs show. "No, Stefan…not yet."

"I know." Stefan groaned, looking at the veins in Damon's neck. "I want you so badly."

"You've got me." Damon reassured. "Now, I'm practically wasting away here, doctor." He joked, when a shooting pain went up his arm and he cringed and raised it.

The skin had gone a strange colour again and he watched it as it travelled up his arm before disappearing like a spider into his flesh. He couldn't help the look of horror he demonstrated and Stefan was immediately panicking.

"Oh my god, you have to drink now!"

"I know, it's ok Stef. You'll make it go away." Damon said softly and calmed again.

Stefan nodded and moved to bite into his wrist but Damon stopped him.

"Where's the fun in that?" He gave a grin and Stefan raised his eyebrows in confusion, so he sat up abruptly and grabbed Stefan by the back of the head, bringing him down to his lips and taking a bite of his neck.

Stefan gasped at the sensation and tried to relax as Damon pulled him on top of him. Stefan lay his head at the side of Damon's face, rubbing his nose against Damon's ear as Damon held him and drank. The sound of Damon gulping was oddly seductive and relaxing at the same time and Stefan's body began to heat and pulse in pleasure. He began to drool from his mouth as Damon continued, kneading Stefan's bottom as he drank to increase Stefan's awareness of his body. It felt so amazing to be connected like this. Damon needed him and only he could give him this. He began to gyrate as his body filled with pre-climax sensation and Damon pulled his mouth away breathing heavily and rolled them over. Stefan flopped onto his back and looked up at him, his eyes half closed in desire.

From the position Damon looked dangerous and animal-like, blood dripping down his face from around the sides of his mouth, his hair wild from Stefan's probing fingers and half of his clothes undone from Stefan earlier work. Stefan tilted his pelvis in invitation and Damon grinned and pulled his jeans down. They both took a deep breath as Stefan's manhood sprang erect from the fabric and Damon gave a growl of want.

"My turn." He said and Stefan cried out as Damon swallowed him down his throat.

Stefan grabbed at the rug underneath them, panting and writhing uncontrollably as Damon worked his tender flesh. Leyla had been good at this, or so he'd thought but Damon's mouth was unbelieveable. Stefan couldn't stop the rant of growls and desperate whispered words that tumbled from his mouth as Damon sucked him, nipped him and swallowed his juices until he yelled so loudly he was glad they didn't have neighbours here. Damon drew back, letting him relax for a second before he gathered him in his arms and pulled them up from the floor. Stefan panted and lay limp in his embrace as Damon blurred to his bed and threw him onto the mattress. Stefan landed with a bounce and laughed as Damon jumped on top of him, rolling them around as they chuckled and kissed.

Stefan toes curled with every caress and touch of Damon's hands. It was as though his body was on fire and Damon's fingertips were made of ice. Everything was alive and to attention.

"Fuck me please!" He panted and Damon laughed, showing his perfect white teeth and shook his head.

"Oh no. Not that for you." He teased and Stefan frowned in distress.

"What?" He liked being sucked but he wanted Damon inside of him, connected, joined together physically like no other way possible.

Damon kissed him passionately, spreading his legs open and around Damon's hips as Stefan held his head, his fingers curling into Damon's hair.

"No fucking for you Stef." He whispered into his mouth and Stefan groaned in disbelief. "Making love." Damon added and Stefan's breath caught in his throat as he relaxed and kissed him back with more fervour.

Damon took his time, making him shout and beg like a child to be filled with his flesh, but it seemed to egg Damon on. He reduced him to a quivering mess as he sucked and bit and licked his body – touching parts of Stefan's body he had no idea felt good. Damon's plan to tease him until he was desperate, started to wane with his own arousal however as they began to grab at each other in heat and rub their bodies together.

"Oh fucking hell, just do it!" Stefan whined and Damon finally entered him, making them both whimper and gasp.

Their bodies were so ready, so aching that every touch felt as though their skin was merely a layer of Saran wrap stopping them from become one being. As Damon moved inside of him, they both gasped and rested their foreheads together. It had never been like this before. Even with Elena, there had been some holding back, some insecurities but Stefan was new and fresh and he loved him without baggage and accusations and recriminations. Stefan simply loved him to the very core of who he was and it was so freeing he found himself tearing up as they began to gasp in short breaths approaching their climax. Stefan noticed tears spilling from his face and slid his hand up into his hair to bring their mouths together while supporting Damon's thrusting by holding his bottom with the other.

Damon let a sob slip from his mouth into Stefan's as he climaxed inside of him and Stefan arched and removed his hand from his head to milk out his own seed as Damon tensed to let his seed fill him. Stefan climaxed loudly and Damon supported himself above him as he watched Stefan's face.

They both stared at each other, full of post coital love and acceptance and Stefan reached up and wiped the tears from Damon' cheeks.

"No one will ever make you cry again." Stefan whispered. "You're coming home with me."

Damon hung his head and breathed, avoiding his eyes. It was too much, this emotion and he didn't know how to deal with it without it consuming him. He lay his face into Stefan's neck and snuggled in and Stefan pulled blankets over them to make them comfortable. Damon began to dose, his eyelashes flickering against Stefan's neck and Stefan smiled to himself drunkenly and paid attention to every breath, every heartbeat coming from his angel. Damon slept for a time, securely and comfortably inside of Stefan's body and Stefan began to plan their next apartment. He didn't want to rush him, but he wanted to remove him from Mystic Falls as soon as he could.

He had a job that'd he'd missed tons of and friends who must be worried about him by now, but he didn't want to spend even one day without Damon. No, Damon had to come with him. When Damon awoke he fed from him again and Stefan licked at his throat too as he groaned in desire to drink from Damon. He knew he couldn't yet. Over the next day and night they barely left the bed, Damon feeding and making love to him with such love and obsession that Stefan forgot his own name at times. He forgot that his life, that their life was out there waiting for them. Damon's body was such a distraction and the gentleness with which he took him, made Stefan wonder how any woman had ever let him go.

Damon's control over his muscles was extraordinary and he flexed his body into Stefan's with such ease and delicate control that Stefan never feared it would hurt. He held Damon's hips and bottom to aid him, but mostly because he liked to feel Damon's gluts tense and release at the thrusting movements. Even the sweat that would trickle down his chest was enticing and the sounds Damon made were enough to drive Stefan wild with pleasure.

They panted and lay side by side as Stefan kicked the blankets from Damon's bed aside. Their sheets were gross now and neither of them had washed in two days of love making. Stefan turned on his side and watched Damon snooze once more. He was in awe of Damon's energy. Stefan's body had been completely and utterly claimed and he was full and stretched. He draped his arm over his back and kissed Damon's arm and shoulder, basking in the glow of his happiness. Damon exhaled and pulled him into his side, not waking fully and Stefan dusted his fingers over Damon's lips as he had done when he'd first started to feel connected to his angel.

"I love you." He whispered and Damon gave a small smile.

"Love you." He whispered back half awake and Stefan grinned in glee and kissed him sweetly.

Damon had said it several times already but each additional time made Stefan fall harder for him. He'd never believed he could be so happy, that Damon would ever be his truly. They had started out on such opposite corners of this story and now they'd met in the middle. Stefan gave him a chaste kiss and climbed out of the bed quietly – Damon grunting at his movement disapprovingly.

Stefan moved to his old room and showered, not wanting to rouse him and dressed quickly. He needed to feed. Damon had been drinking from him so much. He walked down stairs creeping along the floor boards to avoid waking him and entered the lounge. They had knocked the table over the other day amidst their passion and there were ornaments scattered around the floor. He chuckled to himself, deciding that he wasn't cleaning it up. They would leave things where they fell as evidence of their lovemaking. He went down to the fridge in the basement and pulled out some blood bags, drinking hungrily as he recovered from his lethargy. Damon had needed to drink a lot to combat the virus, but Stefan enjoyed every minute of it so it was hardly a hardship. He drank a few bags before he grabbed one for Damon and headed back up stairs.

The room smelled of sex, blood and Damon and Stefan smiled to himself, revelling in being part of the mix. Damon had fallen fully asleep, his arm stretched out towards the door as if calling for him. Stefan sat down and just watched him sleep for a while, relaxed by the sound of Damon's breathing and the rapid eye movement behind Damon's eyelids. He knew Damon liked being strong, brave and independent but he was also so vulnerable too. Stefan had no problem having Damon be the one he snuggled into and sought comfort from but he fiercely wanted to protect him too. Perhaps this was just what love did to people. It blurred the lines in wondrous colours.

He stood up, removing his clothes again and pulled the blankets aside. His nose twitched at the aroma of their juices and he gave a small laugh and wrinkled his nose. Damon opened his eyes sighing and looked at him tiredly.

"Ok, no. I can't come back in this bed." Stefan smiled and Damon frowned and stuck his bottom lip out. "My bed, come on. It's fresh."

Damon grunted unhappily and snuggled further into the covers and Stefan pulled them from him. Damon sighed huffily.

"You can still be the king of the second biggest bed in Louisiana." Stefan joked.

"It's not." Damon pouted.

"Ok the fourth biggest bed."

"Mmn." Damon grunted again, so Stefan leaned over and pulled his legs, dragging him to the bottom of the bed as Damon opened his eyes in surprise.

"We're not done yet. Not by a long shot and I want you in clean sheets." Stefan advised and moved to lift him in his arms.

Damon sat up and batted his hands away and Stefan stood up again and waited. Clearly Damon was claiming his territory and Stefan was included in that. Damon stood up and caught him around the waist, throwing him over his shoulder as Stefan yelled in surprise. Stefan laughed all the way to his room as Damon slapped his behind a few times and threw him down on the bed again. Stefan waited until Damon climbed on to before he rolled them over and began to kiss Damon gently. Damon held him and stroked his fingertips down his back. Stefan's skin turned to gooseflesh and he sighed at the tickling sensation.

He wanted to have Damon for a change. He loved being underneath but Damon was tired, he could tell.

"Lie back." He whispered and Damon relaxed into the pillows as Stefan lined himself up and sank down slowly onto his erection – it seemed Damon always had an erection!

Damon closed his eyes and let out a slow growl as Stefan filled himself till he was sitting on Damon's legs. Stefan linked their fingers together as he began to move. He liked this position – their first ever and he leaned forward to kiss Damon's chest, sweeping his tongue as he did so. He wanted to touch every part of him and Damon had been in control the past few days. As he moved he became more aroused at the thought of that – at exploring Damon's body properly, touching every part, tasting everything and he felt his climax come on much too quickly. He began to gasp and moan and Damon looked at him in surprise as Stefan removed himself from Damon's body and sat back on the bed to calm himself down. He didn't want this to be too quick, he wanted it to last. Damon sat up concerned and he smiled and cupped Damon's face, kissing him.

"You ok?" Damon asked and he nodded. "Why didn't you cum?"

"Don't want to yet." Stefan breathed.

Damon bit his lip and searched his face.

"Can I touch you?" Stefan asked meekly.

"What do you think you've been doing?" Damon asked confused, with a small smile.

"No, I want to touch you, touch everything. I want to make you mine too."

"I am yours."

"I know, but I've only…done this a few times with anyone and I…I want to know what you like."

"I like everything you do Stef." Damon kissed him in reassurance and Stefan pushed him gently back down again. "Fire away." Damon relaxed and brought his arms above his head as he closed his eyes.

Stefan blushed and felt his body awaken as he thought on what he wanted to do first. He started at Damon's toes, kissing them one at a time as Damon chuckled and tried not to twitch. For some reason, the knowledge that Damon was tickly was delightful and completely unexpected. Stefan smiled and became more confident as he kissed up the inside of his legs to his groin. He stopped short there and had a thought.

"Can I wash you?" Stefan asked.

"That bad huh? Well, you did beg several times." Damon smirked to himself and Stefan launched a pillow at him.

He jolted in surprise and sat up grabbing Stefan by his arms and throwing him down beside him as Stefan laughed and fought against his hold.

"No, I just wanted to!" Stefan cried out in laughter as Damon fake growled in outrage and grabbed at him as he struggled.

Damon leaned down to his neck and licked.

"Medicine." Damon growled in the back of his throat and Stefan tilted his neck.

"Take some."

Damon bit down and Stefan held him around his back urging him to drink as deeply as he wanted. After he'd eaten, he'd be full and sleepy. Then Stefan could do what he wanted with him. Damon's mood would be so tranquil he wouldn't contest anything. Damon melted into him as he drank, moaning and sighing as he did. Anyone walking past the door would think they were having sex and Stefan loved that knowledge. Damon could be so filled with pleasure just at the very taste of him, as well as the physical conquest. Damon rolled away onto his back breathing and sighing content and Stefan took his chance to leap up and go to his bath room to retrieve a wet soapy cloth. Damon grunted at that but opened his legs willingly, letting Stefan climb in between them.

This wasn't about cleaning evidence of their passion, it was about getting to touch Damon's body like this. He could explore like this. He began to move the cloth slowly up Damon's thighs and Damon made a purring sound of enjoyment.

"This is me taking care of you. You're mine now angel." Stefan said and Damon smiled and closed his eyes.

Stefan took his time, returning to run more warm water into the cloth as he stroked the cloth over Damon's groin, stopping to touch and kiss every part of Damon's sex. Damon didn't mind the probing, actually tilting his hips to help when Stefan moved to underneath his testicles. Stefan kissed over his abdomen as he ran his fingertips gently over Damon's entrance. Damon exhaled, relaxed and Stefan took the plunge, inserting his finger gently. It felt hot and tight and he smiled that Damon's mouth fell open a little in response.

"Can I have you?" Stefan asked and Damon nodded, blushing and tilting. "Really?"

"Anything you want. Anything." Damon gave a small gasp and Stefan pushed his fingers inside one at a time.

He found a curve inside and let his fingers bend to explore it and Damon moaned and called his name in a whisper. That was the prostate definitely – something Damon had been using to reduce him to a writhing mess for days now. He teased it, stroking it backwards and forwards and Damon began to move into him.

"God that feels good." Damon grabbed a pillow and placed it over his face as he grunted and Stefan chuckled.

Damon seemed embarrassed but he was clearly enjoying it.

"Fuck!" Damon's voice was muffled through the pillow and Stefan removed his fingers and lined himself up.

He could hear Damon's breathing despite the pillow and he held his hips tight and entered him. Damon shouted at the movement and pressed the pillow further into his face. Stefan pulled out again and moved in slower this time, smiling at the sensation. It didn't take long until Damon was gasping for breath and practically smothering himself with the pillow, so Stefan reached up and dragged it from his hands. Damon's face was red and he turned his head to avoid Stefan's eyes as Stefan sped up his movements and moaned breathlessly.

"Damon, Damon look at me…" Stefan breathed and Damon moaned in response and turned his face back, closing his eyes as he arched and held Stefan's waist. "Are you cuming?"

He wanted so badly to make this good for him, but he didn't understand why Damon was so embarrassed, shy practically and Damon nodded.

"Show me. Let go."

Damon opened his eyes and frowned as his mouth fell open. He tried to roll them over suddenly but Stefan saw it coming and leaned down on him, pinning him down as he sped up and deepened their connection, making Damon gasp and tilt his head back.

"Cum for me." Stefan begged and Damon moaned and released his juices between them as he panted wildly.

Stefan laughed, hardly breathing as he held Damon's ribs and shook the bed with his thrusts until he howled, climaxing so fully inside of him that he felt as though he might shrivel up – all the fluids from his body passing through into Damon. Damon supported him as he hung his head and Stefan withdrew from his sex and lay on top of him. Damon held him, kissing the side of his head, urging Stefan to tuck his head under his chin. Stefan did so and Damon rolled them onto their sides, enveloping him in his arms so Stefan curled around his body like a cat.

"That…was new."