A/N: Disclaimer: I do not in any way or form own The Vampire Diaries, I just like to play in their sandbox every now and then.
JulietteHeart: Thank you for the hugs, they helped a lot and I send several back to you :)
Previously
"Meat and peperoni." Reya beamed at him, then she turned towards the Mikaelsons. "Thank you for this afternoon."
"We should be thanking you." Elijah kissed the back of her hand, then he smirked. "That dialog poem was beautiful and oddly fitting."
"We'll see you at home." Reya smiled and kissed Damon on the cheek. Then she and Stefan got into Stefans car and drove off.
Damon was a little slower getting in his car, trying to keep the butterflies in his stomach under control.
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Jeremy didn't know where he was as he sat up with a pained gasp. He knew the feeling of having died and come back but the last thing he remembered was Niks angry roar and Elijahs devastated eyes.
"Jeremy?" A small voice asked from his left.
"Lijah." Jeremy smiled softly at one part of his soul.
"How?" Nik, the other part of his soul, asked.
Jeremy looked down at his hand with a relived look and breathed out. "It worked."
"What worked?!" Rebekah called out in frustration, hiding her pain and relief.
"One of my ancestors was a genius when it came to inventions and created a lot of different things to help him in his hunt for vampires." Jeremy explained slowly. "One of his inventions is this," He held up his hand and showed of his Gilbert ring. "It was said to afford the wearer protection against supernatural death."
"What do you mean 'said to'?" Elijah asked with an edge to his voice.
"Well…" Jeremy squirmed. "No one knew if it actually worked."
"You didn't know if it WORKED?!" Nik roared, pain, fear and worry mixed in his voice.
"It's not like I've died before!" Jeremy defended but froze. "Well…"
"What did you just realize?" Kol asked.
"There was this one time where a vampire might have broken my neck." Jeremy said but it came out a bit like a question.
"And where is that vampire now?" Elijah growled dangerously.
"Damon killed him." Jeremy declared and he technically wasn't lying. While Damon had broken his neck, he wasn't the same vampire anymore so if you looked at it from that point of view, Damon had killed the vampire that broke Jeremys neck.
"I would really like to meat this Damon." Kol smiled.
"Yeah, Damon is awesome." Jeremy smiled. "He might be young in vampire standards, only being around 150, but many vampires older than him respect and fear him."
"Why is that?" Nik asked as he pulled Jeremy into his lap, needing to feel that he was real and alive. He nodded at Elijah as he scooted closer to him and Jeremy.
"Damon has the ability to use Old Magiks." Jeremy smirked, proud of his older brother.
"He can?" Kol sounded awed, then he looked at Jeremy hopefully. "Do you think he would teach me?"
"I don't see why not." Jeremy shrugged with a smile. "I will even put in a good word for you."
"Thank you!" Kol almost squealed.
"I haven't done anything yet." Jeremy laughed. "And you do know you'll have to wait around 700 years, give or take a couple of decades, before you will be able to meet him, right?"
"Something to look forward to then." Kol was beaming and the rest of his siblings smiled, they hadn't seen Kol this happy in a long, long time.
They continued to spend time on the bed just cuddling and laughing while the Mikaelson siblings reassured themselves that Jeremy was alive. Suddenly Nik stiffened and flinched away from something on his left.
"You okay Nik?" Jeremy asked softly.
"Yeah, yeah, I just thought I saw… Never mind." Nik hugged Jeremy tighter.
"Jeremy, I want to ask something from you but I don't know how you'll feel about it." Elijah murmured slightly hesitant.
"Ask away." Jeremy pecked him on the lips with a smile.
"I want you to drink a glass of our blood every morning." Elijah almost begged. "That way if something does happen, we will never have to worry about losing you."
"If that would make you feel better, sure." Jeremy agreed easily. "But I do have my ring."
"You said it protected the wearer from supernatural death." Nik stroked Jeremys sides gently. "That means that if a regular old human killed you or you had an accident the ring wouldn't work."
"I didn't think about that." Jeremy mumbled.
Elijah stood up and reached for the glass on the bedside table. he then bit into his wrist and filled the glass halfway up, after that he walked over to Nik and bit into the offered writs to fill the rest of the glass.
"Here." Elijah held up the blood-filled glass towards Jeremy.
Jeremy slowly took a sip and moaned. The blood filled him with warmth and made him tingle all over and he could feel his cock twitch.
"And that's our que to leave." Kol laughed as he got up and left the room with Rebekah.
"Oh God." Jeremy moaned and shifted as he felt Nik slowly trail his hand down to his crotch to open his pants and Elijah gently pulled them off his legs.
"Nik, Lijah." The sound of their names being sighed like that made the brothers groan.
After some silent conversation between Nik and Elijah, Nik gently took the empty glass from Jeremy as Elijah looked Jeremy seriously in the eyes.
"How far will you let us go?" Elijah asked Jeremy.
Jeremy looked between the brothers and answered…
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Elijah was on his way to the kitchen in his and Niklaus' newly bought house to get some blood from the fridge, when he was almost brought to his knees by the onslaught of memories. They spend past his minds eye quickly but he had no trouble keeping up.
He leaned back against the kitchen counter with a moan as he remembered that one wonderful morning spent with Jeremy in his lap and he felt his pants tighten. Elijahs erection died a quick death as he saw the memory of Jeremy dying in Niklaus arms.
Elijahs pained wail was joined by Niklaus anguished roar and he sped off towards his brother.
"Nik…" Elijah wept as he pulled his little brother up from where he had fallen in front of an unfinished painting of Jeremy.
"Lijah." Niklaus sobbed and clutched Elijah tighter. "Do you remember if he had some of our blood in his system?"
"No, I couldn't process much after I remember him…" Elijah couldn't finish the sentence.
"Me neither." Niklaus admitted quietly with tears running down his cheeks.
"Together then?" Elijah sniffed sadly.
At Niklaus nod the made their way over to the couch that Niklaus had placed in his art room. When the brothers sat down, they refused to let go of each other, needing the comfort of not being alone.
Around five minutes later Elijah let out a wet but joyous laugh and Niklaus gave a quiet cheer.
"He's alive." Elijah breathed out in absolute joy.
"And he agreed to drink our blood as a precaution." Niklaus smiled, then he frowned with a tiny smirk. "Did your memories cut off before we got Jeremys answer, to?"
"Sadly, yes." Elijah almost pouted, not having to ask Niklaus what memory he meant. "Do I remember correctly that he was delighted, impressed and maybe a little turned on by you killing those girls?"
"He was." Niklaus smiled a bright smile, dimples on full display. "He is definitely the most perfect, beautiful person any of us has ever had the delight of meeting."
"He is so innocent when it comes to men but oh so eager." Elijah smirked as he nodded in agreement to Niklaus statement.
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Damon quietly made his way into the parlor at the boarding house. It was around 2 o'clock in the morning and he couldn't sleep so he poured himself some bourbon and sat down on the couch and leaned his head back against the headrest.
A few minutes later he heard footsteps approaching him and then someone was straddling his thighs. Damon quickly opened his eyes and looked at Reya who was smiling down at him at him.
"Reya, what are you doing?" Damon asked softly and then forced back a moan as he saw what she was wearing. One of his silk button up shirts was covering her body but she hadn't buttoned it completely so it was falling of her left shoulder.
"I saw the way you looked at me earlier today." Reya whispered as she leaned forward and he felt her breath ghost over his lips.
"I'm sorry…" Damon started but Reya interrupted him by kissing him.
"Be a good boy and be quiet." She murmured as she pulled back and Damon could feel his cock go from half hard to diamond breaking in seconds.
Reya leaned back to torturously slow open his pants and pull out his cock.
"Reya." Damon moaned as she stroked him with teasingly loose strokes and then Reya lifted herself up so she could place his cock at her entrance. And just as she was about to sink down on him, he woke up with a gasp.
"Huh?" Damon mumbled and looked around the parlor slowly.
"Damon?" A sleepy voice asked from the door. Reya was standing in the doorway in one of her dads' shirts, rubbing her eye sleepily. "What are you doing up?"
"I couldn't sleep." Damon said in a rough voice, flashes of the dream going through his head.
"Want me to make you some warm milk?" Reya smiled at him.
"No, but thank you for the offer." Damon yawned. "I think I'm fine now."
"So, you're coming back to bed then?" Reya held out her hand towards him.
Damon stood up, placed his glass of bourbon on the tray and took her hand, letting her lead him back to his bed were Stefan was sleepily waiting for them. As they walked Damon just hoped it was dark enough that she didn't see the tent in his pants and contemplated if it was worth the risk of losing her friendship by asking her out.
A/N: Chapter done!
It wasn't the longest chapter but I hope you liked it anyway.
Many of you have wondered about the whole Stefan/Reya/Damon thing and as it is, I can't decide if I want to have Reya and Damon together and them basically being parents to Stefan or if I want the three of them together in a relationship.
It is so hard to decide, because if I go with the second option the relationship will be kinda kinky due to the fact that Stefan sort of age regresses when he is with Reya and Damon because of the trauma he went through.
So please give me your option on this :)
Until next time
XOXO
Nyxi