Title: Eternity
Authors: Ayumie and CrowX
Fandom: The Vampire Diaries (TV)
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Damon/Stefan
Word count: 7166
Warnings: Incest, slash and some violence and kinky scenes
Summary: Damon had promised his brother an 'eternity of misery'. But will Damon be able to fulfill this promise or is the bond between him and Stefan too strong? They will meet again and again throughout time and places, experiencing good and bad times while challenging each other. Incest, slash, mature themes.
Disclaimer: All publicly recognizable characters, settings, etc. are the property of their respective owners. The original characters and plot are the property of the author. The author is in no way associated with the owners, creators, or producers of any media franchise. No copyright infringement is intended.
Notes: Many thanks to my fast beta reader dysprositos.
Thanks for the nice reviews of you all, and from the guests Nutty, Mery and Denna. I try to update every two weeks, but sometimes life has other ideas. But don't worry, I think I can update during two or three weeks.
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ETERNITY
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Chapter 9
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Stefan had curled up on the couch, a thick novel on his lap. When he heard footsteps approach his room, he identified Damon by their distinctive sound and cadence and didn't look up even as the door opened.
"Good evening. Did you have a pleasant flight?"
Of course, Stefan could smell that Damon had fed recently, but by mutual agreement, they would avoid the subject. His brother seemed agitated, though. Stefan closed his book and looked at him expectantly.
oxXOXxo
Damon was enraged. He didn't understand his brother, not at all. But this time he would stay and force an explanation out of Stefan. He stormed past Lexi and went to the hotel, stomping to his brother's room. With a dangerously quiet voice, he confronted him.
"Care to explain why I just saw Lexi feeding off a human outside a club? Do you know that she drinks human blood? What is your damn problem with me, then? You're such a blasted hypocrite, scorning me for my diet and being friends with her nonetheless."
He paced up and down the room, feeling the familiar wish to destroy something or someone.
oxXOXxo
Stefan sighed as he heard the indignation in Damon's voice. Apparently, his brother was serious about these ridiculous questions.
"Yes, I'm aware of the fact that Lexi feeds on humans. But I also know that she does her best not to hurt anyone. She respects humans and she doesn't kill."
Seeing that Damon was on the verge of a heated reply, Stefan lifted his hand. He wondered how to put things in order to make Damon see something that ought to be obvious.
"Let me put it this way: When you tell me that if I do a certain thing, you'll lock me up and starve me and force me to feed on children, I believe you. If Lexi were to say such a thing to me, I'd laugh. In fact, we'd both laugh, since we'd both know that she would never hurt me like that. It's not your eating habits that are the problem – not necessarily, that is. Can you understand that?"
oxXOXxo
Damon stared at Stefan, trying to take it all in. Then he narrowed his eyes a little bit.
"You take everything I say way too seriously, Stef. What I said then was just to emphasize how much I don't want you to let anybody else fuck you. I wouldn't actually do that, I'm not completely stupid. Or uncaring."
He let out an exasperated breath.
"And even though I kill now and then, it doesn't happen all that often. I've been living in this city for nearly five years. I wouldn't do anything as careless as leaving corpses lying around or have too many people vanish. I'm as good as your friend with the bite and compel routine. And believe me, the women love it when I bite them, they enjoy it nearly as much as I do."
oxXOXxo
Stefan made himself shrug and refrained from asking what would really happen if he were to take a vampire lover. He had looked into Damon's eyes when he had made those threats and Stefan knew what he had seen. As long as his brother continued to block his emotions, he wasn't to be trusted – Damon was capable of anything.
"Be that as it may. Since you aren't planning a bloodbath tonight, why don't you sit down? There's not much point going out – it's Ash Wednesday and the city is quiet."
Damon was looking at him as if he was waiting for something more. Briefly closing his eyes, Stefan bit his lip.
"What do you want me to say?"
oxXOXxo
Now it was Damon's turn to sigh. He sat down next to his brother.
"Let's just agree to disagree, all right?"
He swung his legs onto the coffee table, making himself comfortable beside Stefan.
"Since there aren't any bloodbaths on my agenda, what do you suggest to do this fine evening?"
oxXOXxo
"Since it is Ash Wednesday, we probably ought to reflect on our sins. Or, since that wouldn't do much good anyway, we could commit new ones. Would you like to play another game, Damon?"
Stefan smiled crookedly, rather liking where this was going. Distracting Damon was probably a good idea, too. He slid over to his brother and brought his mouth close to his ear.
"What would you want me to be? If you could have me in any way you want, what would you chose? An innocent kid again? Or maybe I'd seduce you. Anything could happen..."
oxXOXxo
Damon briefly closed his eyes, letting Stefan's seductive words wash over him. He could already feel his cock stirring at those whispered suggestions. There was something they hadn't done, and he was curious as to how Stefan would manage the role he had in mind.
"How about I'm your clueless older brother, busy with studying to take over the family business. You're the younger brother, back from college with new experiences…"
Damon could already imagine it; he knew that his brother had a fierce side to him.
"And you'll seduce me... What do you say?"
oxXOXxo
Chuckling softly, Stefan tilted his head to study his brother. Damon was looking at him expectantly and for a moment, neither vampire moved. Then, without saying a word, Stefan leaned forward and pressed their lips together. After a moment, he pulled back and let out the breath he had been holding.
"I've been wanting to do that for a long time..."
Stefan's hands were resting on Damon's thigh, thumbs rubbing slow circles into the cloth of his pants.
"I hope I didn't scare you, brother."
oxXOXxo
Swallowing a grin, Damon schooled his face into an expression of shock. With an internal sigh, he scooted back from Stefan's teasing hands.
"You're my little brother! Why did you… Are you drunk?
He stood up and started to pace the room, running his fingers through his hair, trying to convey agitation.
Of course, the erection in his trousers wasn't hidden very well.
oxXOXxo
"Only a little bit. I needed courage."
Stefan leaned back, making sure to display himself to his best advantage. His eyes never left his brother as he moved through the room, lingering mostly at the crotch.
"Sit down, Damon. I promise I won't embarrass you. We can just ... talk."
Once his brother had once more sat down beside him, Stefan smiled and reached for his hand.
"Have you never thought about it? Not ever? Because I've seen you look at me, and I thought that perhaps..."
oxXOXxo
Adjusting his trousers slightly, Damon moved to sit next to his brother, letting him hold his hand. With an insecure and halting voice, he replied:
"But you are my brother, Stefan. This is not right."
Bashfully he looked up and saw Stefan licking his lips. Damon stared at them, pretending not to notice the way his brother was caressing his palm.
"And you are a man. That's not possible, is it? – I have never thought about such things, well except for some strange dreams, that is…," he mumbled in the end.
oxXOXxo
Stefan almost laughed at the words that were coming out of Damon's mouth. He managed to hide his mirth, however and looked earnestly into his brother's eyes.
"But now you are thinking about them, aren't you? And there are many things we can do. We can kiss and touch ... and then there's more. I could show you, Damon. You'd like me to touch you, wouldn't you? To kiss you again?"
In time with his words, Stefan's hand once more inched up his brother's leg.
"I've missed you so much, brother. Whenever something interesting happens, I want to tell you about it. Sometimes I think I see you in a crowd, but it's never you. You're always here, slaving away for the family business, too busy to think about me at all. Sometimes it's like I don't even know you anymore..."
It was just part of the game, of course. He'd deny that there was any truth in his words whatsoever.
oxXOXxo
Damon gulped noisily. He shifted a little into the touch of Stefan's hand.
"I miss you, Stef, all the time. I often think about you, about what you're learning, what new things you're experiencing. And I can't help but be jealous of the people who see everything you're doing. It's the same for me; I always think that you'll forget me."
Hesitantly he bent forwards to kiss his brother on the forehead, his lips lingering there a few moments longer than necessary. Slowly, he brought his hands around Stefan's shoulders, drawing him close.
"I have to admit, sometimes I wake up and remember dreaming of you. Not normal dreams, you know? It's shameful."
oxXOXxo
Relaxing into his brother's arms, Stefan breathed that delicious scent. His mouth was close to Damon's ear and he couldn't resist the chance to press a kiss to the lobe.
"It's not shameful. It's ... love. In those dreams, what happens? Do we kiss? I want to kiss you..."
Not waiting for an answer, Stefan slowly kissed his way down Damon's cheek until he reached the corner of his mouth. He traced the curve of those lips with his tongue before deepening the kiss. After a moment, he pulled back.
"That felt good, didn't it?"
oxXOXxo
Damon allowed himself to moan in the kiss. When Stefan drew back, Damon followed him with his lips.
"Yes, feels so nice. Never had a kiss like that."
Carefully he pushed his tongue into that tempting mouth, exploring it hesitantly.
"The dreams… there's kisses all over. Your hands, everywhere. I don't know what else, I always wake up, with… you know…"
He gestured to his crotch, drawing Stefan's attention to his erection tenting it. Shyly, he began to touch his brother's face, mapping the well-known features. His hands slid down Stefan's neck to his chest until they rested on slim hips.
"Do you really want me? Like that? Nobody else does…"
oxXOXxo
"That's not true. You're just too busy to notice. I can think of at least five respectable young ladies who would love for you to call on them. Although I have to admit that I'm glad you don't take any notice of them..."
He kissed Damon once more, lazily exploring his mouth even as his hand finally settled over his brother's erection. Rubbing slowly, he carefully watched his brother.
"We're all alone tonight. I could do everything you've dreamed of – if you let me. And you could touch me, too. It'd feel so good, Damon."
With that, he drew his brother's hand to his own crotch, moaning a bit at the pressure. Stefan once more leaned forward to whisper into Damon's ear.
"After those dreams ... do you touch yourself?"
oxXOXxo
Moaning, Damon pushed his cock into Stefan's hand. It was difficult to hold back, but he was enjoying the fantasy, the slow seduction far too much.
"I never cared about those women. I only ever care about you, brother."
Hesitantly, he cupped Stefan's erection, stroking up and down. He bent forwards to capture those lips again, for the first time initiating a kiss. Exploring Stefan's mouth felt like it was actually the first time.
"Sometimes I do touch myself after those dreams, when it won't go away," he confessed, trying to look ashamed. "It's a sin I've never told, not even in confession."
Rubbing against Stefan's body was great, but he wanted more.
"Can you touch me, brother? Show me what it's really about?"
oxXOXxo
Grinning, Stefan let his hand still. He pulled back a little, pretending to consider Damon's request.
"I thought you'd never ask. And I promise you one thing: It'll be so much better than anything you ever did to yourself."
With quick, sure movements Stefan undid his brother's pants and bent down to lick a stripe across that flat stomach. Damon shivered beneath his ministrations. Finally, he got those constrictive garments out of the way and his hands onto that gorgeous body.
"How does that feel? You're so beautiful, Damon. Tell me, has anyone ever touched you like this?"
oxXOXxo
At the feeling of his brother's tongue, Damon began to pant harshly, taking care to pretend to be human. He wanted more, wanted Stefan to suck him, but it had to wait. He let his movements become more urgent, more sure, as he slid his hands under Stefan's shirt, caressing that well-muscled chest.
"No, no one has ever touched me. As I said, I've never even had such a kiss before. And it feels so good."
He stilled and took Stefan's face in his hands to look deeply into his eyes.
"And you? You know what you're doing; it's not the first time, is it? Of course it's none of my business…"
oxXOXxo
Now Damon was definitely making fun of him. Resisting the urge to pay him back by biting into the tender flesh of his thigh, Stefan took a moment to figure out the perfect comeback.
"Oh, I have to admit I'm not a monk. You can't imagine what it's like at college – so many different people, so many things to learn. There were many women and I've had ... a few indiscretions with a friend of mine as well. I like to have fun, you know? But that's all for the good now, isn't it?"
Gently freeing himself from his brother's grasp, Stefan leaned down to blow cool air over that enticing erection.
"Otherwise I wouldn't know how to do this..."
Without further preamble, Stefan sucked the head of Damon's cock into his mouth.
oxXOXxo
Knowing that he couldn't draw out this game much longer, Damon gave in, grabbing Stefan's hair to push his cock deeper into that teasing mouth.
"Ah, I am glad that you know what to do. I'm not sure of anything. Only that you can't stop now."
His hands drifted over Stefan's broad shoulders, tracing the outlines of the collarbone and the biceps.
"You're so beautiful, brother."
It was the last thing he was able to stutter, resorting to moans and groans instead of words. He was already near the edge, impatient to come.
oxXOXxo
Enjoying the feeling of soft skin against his tongue, Stefan sucked Damon's cock deeper into his mouth. He could make his brother come just like that, it was only a matter of a few more minutes. Or...
"Mmh, so are you. I'll give you a choice: Either I can keep sucking you until you come into my mouth ... or I can show you how to fuck me."
Dragging his tongue over the leaking head one last time, Stefan looked up expectantly. He, too, was almost painfully aroused and couldn't resist the temptation to reach down and rub himself through his pants.
oxXOXxo
Groaning Damon watched as his brother started to pleasure himself. It was always a special treat for him, catering to his inner voyeur.
"Please show me yourself, want to see all of you."
With dark eyes, Damon watched the impromptu striptease as every patch of skin was revealed.
"You're so perfect. Can you show me how to make love to you?" he asked hoarsely. As always during their role-playing games, Damon wasn't too sure which part was game and which part was true.
oxXOXxo
Stefan shuddered a bit at the lust in those eyes. Damon was looking at him as if he really thought him that beautiful, wanted him that much. He quickly looked down, concentrating on taking the last of their clothes off. When he was done, Stefan crawled up his brother's body and kissed him again.
"I don't know about making love, but I can certainly show you how to take me. For now, you just touch me – in any way you want to. Just be gentle and do whatever feels right. Then you need to prepare me with your fingers, open me up ... here."
Drawing Damon's hand to his ass, Stefan pretended he had to show him just what he meant. Hearing his brother's sharp intake of breath, he smiled.
"Don't worry, we'll use something to slick you, make it easier. It'll feel good to me – anything you do feels good to me."
oxXOXxo
Damon moaned as he felt the firm globes in his hands. He began to knead them for a while before stroking over the athletic back. Briefly, he wondered how Stefan retained those muscles, but then concentrated on caressing him all over.
Like Stefan had instructed, he started to touch all of that bared body with gentle fingers, worshiping it until his brother was panting like a human would. He took the oil his brother handed him and lubed his finger as instructed. Stefan was turning around, kneeling on the bed with his legs spread.
"Is that all right? I don't want to hurt you, brother," he said hesitantly as he pushed one finger inside. He gasped as the tight heat closed around his finger, impatiently waiting for the moment it would be his cock instead.
oxXOXxo
Arching his back, Stefan pushed his ass a little higher, all but offering himself to his brother. His moans when Damon pushed the first finger into him weren't exaggerated – all the slow stroking had driven him nearly crazy.
"Keep going. Feels so good... Another finger and you can take me."
Apparently, Damon was getting impatient as well, since less than a minute later they were in position. Breath harsh with anticipation, Stefan once more reached down to stroke himself.
„"Now push in. Slowly..."
oxXOXxo
Damon did as he was told. Like always, it felt incredible when that glorious ass surrounded his cock tightly. Slowly he started to thrust harder, gripping his brother's slender hips.
„Like this? Is this really all right? It feels so incredible to be inside you. Never felt anything this good"
He groaned with every move, trying to angle it in the best way to brush his brother's prostate. When Stefan was moaning loudly, he grinned in triumph.
„Did I hurt you?"
oxXOXxo
Stefan cried out as pleasure sparked up his spine, making him tense and shudder. He pushed back frantically, trying to take his brother in even deeper. When Damon suddenly paused, Stefan whimpered.
"Don't stop! It feels great. Just keep going – just ... harder, please!"
Reaching back, Stefan grabbed his brother's hand and drew it to his groin. Everything was happening fast now, their thrusts speeding up and synchronizing, moving together in a way that belied any illusion of newness. With a final shout, Stefan came, clenching around Damon even as he half-collapsed into the pillows.
oxXOXxo
Pushing as hard and as fast as he could without actually hurting Stefan, Damon touched Stefan's erection. He abandoned the fantasy in order to give them both what they wanted. After a few more thrusts, his brother came and this triggered his own orgasm. With a deep growl, Damon spilled his seed himself with a few more lazy pushes, riding out the last shudders.
"That was incredible, brother."
He pulled out of Stefan, falling down on the bed next to him.
"You're a great seducer, Stef. I liked that whole 'I can show you how to fuck me'."
He wiggled his eyebrows suggestively, smirking in his own Damonish way.
oxXOXxo
Once Stefan had recovered a bit, he slipped out of bed to find a washcloth. It had been an intense experience, but he had been looking forward to curling up next to someone who at least pretended to care for him. Not the healthiest attitude, all things considered. Lexi would give him an earful in the morning.
"I have my moments, I guess. So will you be staying over tonight? Because I promised to keep Lexi company tomorrow – she can't go out in the daylight and she gets bored. She probably won't be up until noon, though."
Without quite knowing why, Stefan avoided his brother's eyes as he cleaned them both up. Why did things always have to turn awkward?
oxXOXxo
Sighing, Damon shook his head. He didn't understand why Stefan was always behaving like a skittish colt. He concluded that it must be the unnatural animal diet.
"Of course I'll stay. Do you really believe you could kick me out after such a wonderful evening?"
He smiled reassuringly, telling Stefan that he was just joking around. Damon would never admit that he actually wanted to fall asleep next to his brother. He patted the place next to him, holding up the covers invitingly.
"Come on in then. We can have another go in the morning, how about that?"
oxXOXxo
A little relieved, Stefan immediately responded to the easy banter.
"You really must be starved. Don't you ever get enough?"
He lay down next to Damon anyway, shifting a bit until he was comfortable. The sheets smelled strongly of their pleasure and, closing his eyes, Stefan took a deep breath.
"You were pretty easy, though. Letting your own brother seduce you like that. Would have loved to teach you, though."
Closing his eyes, Stefan relaxed. Pretending to be half-asleep already, he rolled over and threw and arm over his brother's chest.
oxXOXxo
Laughing silently, Damon allowed his brother to come closer. He knew that if he could feel emotions, he would be hurt that Stefan wouldn't want to admit his needs. But as it was, Damon just drew him in closer to cuddle. He would never acknowledge that he loved to snuggle with his brother.
Damon woke up before Stefan. He checked his pocket watch and lay back, deciding to spend the afternoon flying. After stretching thoroughly, Damon turned to his brother, who was still sleeping peacefully, but with a frown on his face. He pulled of the sheets and began to kiss the strong chest down to the pants. The room was already drenched with the scent of sex, and it was like a drug for Damon.
Stefan was groaning slightly, and Damon took this as encouragement to grab his brother's morning erection. Teasing the head with his tongue, he began to suck it inside his mouth, his head bobbing up and down.
oxXOXxo
Stefan gradually grew aware of the most pleasant sensations. Without opening his eyes, he reached down to card his fingers through soft hair, hips lifting instinctively to push himself deeper into that welcoming mouth. Soon Stefan was writhing, whimpering as his drowsing mind was overwhelmed by pleasure. He came with a quiet moan, eyes blinking open a few seconds later.
Discovering Damon between his legs, Stefan smiled happily at his brother. Then he remembered that he couldn't ever let his guard down. He quickly looked away.
"That was nice. So what can I do for you on this fine morning?"
oxXOXxo
Damon swallowed his brother's come, savoring the bitter and salty taste. Looking up, he licked his lips and smirked.
"Good morning to you too, brother."
He crawled up to kiss Stefan lazily, letting him taste himself. Damon was already achingly hard and he knew that he wouldn't last long enough. So he began to press his erection into Stefan's hips. Taking his brother's hand, he lay back on his back, pushing his pants down and covered his cock with Stefan's hand.
"Can you remember the time when we were humans, at the lake, when I showed you how to touch yourself? I want you to do the same right now for me."
oxXOXxo
Barely able to resist the urge to make fun of Damon for demanding nothing but a hand job, Stefan slowly started to stroke his brother's cock. It had been a long time since they had done something this innocent and, acting on impulse, Stefan leaned over and kissed Damon.
"Are you sure that's all you want? Because I could do that much more for you. I hear I'm a good lay."
Thumb tracing small circles on the head of that hard length, Stefan let his other hand wander up Damon's chest. He pinched those pretty nipples, swallowing his brother's low moans.
oxXOXxo
Damon grinned happily in the steaming kiss, relaxing under Stefan's ministrations.
"Then you just have to show me what a good lay you are, Stef. Care to ride me?"
He kissed Stefan again when he heard soft footsteps in the hall. First, he wanted to dismiss it, but then he recognized them: Lexi was coming to Stefan's room. Not knowing whether Stefan had heard, since he was currently otherwise occupied, Damon thought that it would be nice to have a voyeur.
Damon stayed as silent as he could when Stefan moved to straddle him, letting Stefan suck on his fingers. The footsteps came closer but his brother didn't seem to notice them. Damon smirked when the door opened and started buck into his brother's body.
oxXOXxo
Stefan's head fell back as Damon prepared him with spit-slick fingers. His previous orgasm had left him rather relaxed and soon his brother was once more pushing into him. Both vampires moaned loudly, the sound masking the noise of the door cracking open.
At the last possible moment, Lexi hesitated. She knew what was going on in the room – considering the sounds and smells her heightened senses had no trouble perceiving, it was impossible not to. Stefan would be horrified, if he ever found out that she had spied on him.
In the end curiosity won out. Peeking into the room, Lexi felt her eyes widen. The two men on the bed were utterly gorgeous.
oxXOXxo
Damon groaned at the sensation of his brother riding him. He put his one hand on the hips to guide him while he caressed the reawakened erection with his other. Knowing that they had a spectator was an extra bonus, and he tried to stall his orgasm for a while.
"Brother, I love seeing you like this, completely unrestrained…"
Wanting to put on a show for Lexi he sat up, positioning Stefan in his lap. He bent forwards to kiss his brother passionately, biting playfully at those swollen lips before stroking them with his tongue. Thrusting shallowly in his brother's heat he licked the ear, whispering in it with the knowledge that Lexi would hear everything:
"How do you want to come, Stef? Riding me, me pounding you in the mattress or just like this, sweet and easy?"
oxXOXxo
Wrapping his arms around his brother, Stefan chastised himself for being aroused so easily. It took a moment for Damon's question to make sense, but once it did, those words were enough to make Stefan keen low in his throat.
"Please ... just like this... Love being so close to you..."
Damon was moving him effortlessly, ignoring all of Stefan's attempts to push down harder, faster, even as his teeth grazed his exposed neck.
At the door, Lexi briefly closed her eyes. She knew that she had to leave. It was obvious that Stefan wasn't being coerced and as his best friend, she didn't have any other excuse to snoop around.
Tearing her eyes from the picture in front of her, Lexi took a step back. Then she determinedly walked away from what sounded like a spectacular orgasm.
oxXOXxo
Losing himself in the pleasure, Damon didn't care anymore if anyone was watching or not. Driving his hips upwards, he pumped into his brother, enjoying this intimate position, chests against each other, his brother's hardness trapped between their stomachs.
He carefully bit in the tantalizingly exposed neck, squeezing that tight ass as he pulled Stefan down on him again. Surrounded by his brother's heat and scent, tasting him on the tongue was enough to come hard.
His screams were muffled by Stefan's neck, but then he threw his head back. Moaning loudly he kept thrusting into his brother to prolong the feeling.
"Oh God, brother, so good. Love this…"
oxXOXxo
After his second orgasm in less than an hour, Stefan felt rather exhausted. It was good to lie there, still embracing, still connected. He traced his brother's spine, feeling strong muscles and soft skin.
"I'd like to spend the whole day in bed with you."
For a moment, Stefan couldn't believe that he had just said that aloud. Every instinct in him was screaming to watch out, but for once, he chose to ignore that warning. He probably was going to regret this, but he didn't take his words back.
oxXOXxo
Sighing contentedly into Stefan's caresses, Damon sat up, leaning on an elbow to study his brother's face. As always, it was full of emotions, something Damon would never allow to show himself. He thought back to how it had been in their human days and was slightly disturbed when he couldn't quite recall it. Well, it didn't matter anyway.
"Who's the hedonist now, brother? But I would like that as well. However, since you have other plans, I'll go back to my plane. Will I see you tonight?"
Maybe he could have tried to keep Stefan busy, but since Lexi was older and therefore stronger, Damon wouldn't risk it. He could live like that as long as he didn't dwell too much on their past.
oxXOXxo
"Yes, I suppose so. Although Lexi and I are going out for dinner, so I won't be back until later tonight."
Fighting the urge to just roll over and go back to sleep, Stefan stretched a bit before he got to his feet. Suddenly he frowned.
"How long has the door been open? Did you notice anything?"
It was strange. Stefan could have sworn that he had pulled the door shut after Damon had arrived in the previous evening. He shuddered to think what any unsuspecting passerby might have seen in the past hour. And, God, they had been loud.
The expression on Damon's face was less than reassuring. Stefan had always known that his brother was shameless – he probably found the idea of an audience exciting.
"Well?"
oxXOXxo
Smirking like the devil, Damon put his arms behind his head and stretched languorously. He loved to watch his brother squirm and waited a few moments.
"Oh don't be such a prude, brother. I'm sure that whoever opened the door was enjoying the show immensely. I certainly did. We should do that again, I know of some underground club where people would pay a lot of money to see us like that. Just imagine it, me taking you while other people get off on it, the moans and groans all around. Mhm, we should definitely do that."
He laughed at Stefan's outraged face. This was fun.
"I'll come back around midnight, okay? Then you have enough time with your friend. I'm sure the conversation will be profound. Wonder what she liked best, my sexy body or you being taken…?"
oxXOXxo
At first, it was merely annoying – after all Stefan was about a hundred years too old to get truly embarrassed about some human catching an eyeful. He was prepared to shrug it off and move on to the bathroom, to wash off the traces of the last night.
Damon's next words made Stefan stop dead in his tracks. He stared at his brother even as he struggled to work out all the implications. Not only had Damon noticed that someone had been at the door, not only had he been aware of the identity of said person, in retrospect it was also obvious that he had put on a show to make things even more awkward. He probably hadn't even thought how any of this would make Stefan feel.
Stefan's shoulders slumped, chest clenching with pain. What had he even been expecting?
"Don't wait up for me."
oxXOXxo
Damon wondered why his brother looked so angry and betrayed. He hadn't done anything wrong, had he? Sometimes – no, more like all the time – he didn't understand his brother.
"What's the matter with you, Stef? It's not as if I invited anyone in. And should I've just stopped in the middle of great sex? It's her fault for opening the door in the first place. She must have heard and smelled us. So don't be angry at me, brother."
The familiar rage came back and Damon decided to go out before he did something stupid.
"I didn't do anything wrong, so you can come to me. I'll be in my room tonight."
Damon stormed out of the hotel and, after a quick detour to his room, went to the flying field. It was nice weather for a change and Damon flew for about an hour before landing near some smaller town. The woods there were perfect for a hunt. Nobody would be the wiser and after months of restraint, he could finally be his true self.
He flew back to New Orleans just before sundown, after he had hidden the corpses of a young couple. They had had to bear the full brunt of his rage and if they were found, everybody would suspect an animal. At midnight, he was back in his room even though he didn't expect his brother to come.
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The evening had been painful. But at least he could talk to Lexi, really talk to her, and after a somewhat tense discussion, they made up. Stefan spent what little was left of the night in his own room, but he did go over to Damon's hotel in the next morning.
It was no surprise whatsoever to find that his brother was still in bed. Damon must have heard him approach, but apparently, Stefan's presence was still familiar enough not to wake him. Glad to postpone the inevitable confrontation for a little longer, Stefan crawled into bed.
He still wasn't sure what to do. Part of him was still screaming bloody murder at the very idea of letting his brother back into his life. But then, Damon had been so kind lately and even Lexi had asked whether he was absolutely sure that this wasn't what they both wanted.
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Damon slept in after waiting in vain for his brother to come. After the hunt, his rage had slowly died down and he had resigned himself to the fact that once again their relationship was at an impasse.
Late in the morning, he grew aware of another cool body in bed, a nice contrast to his own heated temperature after the feeding. Damon snuggled closer, throwing a leg over the others, resting his head against the broad familiar chest.
When he was more awake, he recognized his brother. Obviously, Stefan's temper had cooled down. Knowing that deep discussions never helped them, Damon decided to act as if everything was just fine.
"Good morning, brother. Do you want to join me in the bathtub? It's very nice and too big for just one person."
He stood up and stretched, showing off his bare chest.
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Damon was almost as warm as a human. He must have fed heavily sometime within the last few hours, but Stefan knew better than to ask. Instead, he grinned at the shameless display of naked flesh in front of him.
"That sounds great. If the bathtub really is that big..."
The bathroom certainly was opulent. Soon both vampires were up to their neck in hot water and Stefan was once more struck by how thin he seemed compared to his well-fed brother. Sometimes he wondered why Damon even wanted him. But already those pale eyes were wandering down Stefan's chest, idly mapping that familiar territory.
"So have you had a pleasant evening? Lexi and I had dinner in the French quarter."
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While Stefan spoke, Damon studied his brother's pale form. As always, he wondered how his brother's gotten those defined muscles. He brought his hands up to trace them, taking care to circle the soft nipples into hardness.
"I went flying. You have to see the sunset from the sky; it is amazing. When you are over the clouds you can see the whole horizon light up in every color."
Of course, he didn't share his hunting adventure afterwards. Instead, he bent forwards to kiss those wet lips, swinging his legs over Stefan's to sit in his lap. In the back of his mind, he wondered why his brother had so much power over him to ignite that deep desire.
"Do you have any ideas for today, or would like to stay in?" he whispered against the ear, nipping on the lobe.
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"You must show me some time, then."
Stefan tilted his head back to deepen the kiss, enjoying the way the hot water relaxed his muscles. He would take things slowly, he decided. There was no need to rush into anything, but he would try to make things easier between them. And he wouldn't leave right away as he had originally planned.
Those strong hands were ghosting down Stefan's back even as his brother moved to straddle him. Both pairs of eyes were dark with intent, focused and intense in spite of the steam rising around them.
"Weren't we only recently talking about spending a whole day in bed? This does seem like the perfect opportunity..."
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Damon chuckled and began to rub slightly against his brother's cock.
"You have the best ideas, dear brother mine. I would certainly enjoy that."
Again, Damon moved forwards to join their lips, sliding his tongue into that cool mouth. With the hot water around them, Stefan was quickly heating up to a normal temperature. Trapping both their erections between their stomachs Damon moved his hips up and down, moaning at the friction this created. The water eased the movements, spilling out of the tub with every thrust.
"Tell me, what do you want right now? I could just continue like that or I'll ride you..."
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Barely aware of the fact that they were flooding the bathroom, Stefan enjoyed the slide of slick flesh. He pressed his mouth to his brother's neck, nuzzling at the damp skin. The temptation to bite was all but overwhelming, but Stefan managed to hold back.
"Want you to ride me, Damon. After all, you keep telling me how good it feels..."
Moaning in anticipation, Stefan pulled Damon tighter against him. He wondered if it was true, what his brother had told him the other night – that he didn't let himself be fucked by just anyone. With Damon, one could never be sure of these things. Slicking his fingers with soap, Stefan pushed them into that strong body, loving the way Damon's muscles shifted to accommodate him.
"Does it hurt? Want you to feel good..."
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Stefan's fingers were stretching him and soon Damon pushed back onto them eagerly.
"It's a tight fit, but feels so good, brother."
After a few more moments, Damon grabbed Stefan's arm to take those fingers away and took hold of his brother's hard cock to guide it into himself. Moaning loudly, he threw his head back when he was completely filled up. He pushed Stefan's mouth to his nipples, stroking his brother's wet hair.
Slowly at first, he sped up his movements, angling his thrusts to touch the prostate. After a while, he bent forwards to kiss his brother, biting that enticing lower lip.
"You're so big, stretching me. Do you love to fuck your big brother, feel my tight ass clench around you?"
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Stefan groaned helplessly as his erection was buried in his brother's body. Damon was tight around him, and soon they were moving against each other, hips thrusting in an ever-quickening pace. Those teasing words were enough to make Stefan choke, but for once, he decided to play along. Let Damon have a taste of his own medicine.
"It is a very nice ass... But what about you? Do you think about this often? Of my cock buried deep inside of you? I bet you dream about it..."
Even as he tried to sound as conceited as his brother, Stefan wanted to laugh at the picture he was painting. Damon probably forgot all about him the second he walked out of the door.
Hands gripping the rim of the bath tub Stefan thrust harder still, burying himself in that welcoming body as though he would own it. And still he needed more.
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Chuckling at the way Stefan was playing his game, Damon clenched around his brother's erection, drawing out a deep moan.
"I already told you that you're almost the only one who gets my ass. So yes, occasionally I dream of your cock pushing into me. It's an indulgence I get only every other decade when we meet."
Having said his piece Damon started to ride Stefan in earnest. With the repeating touches against his prostate, he was soon at the edge.
He grabbed Stefan's hand and drew it to his aching hardness.
"Touch me, brother."
With another thrust Damon came, his groans echoing in the bathroom.
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Stefan struggled to keep his eyes open as Damon cried out above him. His brother was heartbreakingly beautiful like this, his face softened by pleasure, all its harsh edges gone. He kept stroking the erection in his hand until it was utterly spent. Only then did Stefan allow himself to come.
They disentangled themselves with some difficulties, almost slipping on the wet tiles in front of the tub. An undignified burst of laughter escaped Stefan even as he steadied himself against the sink.
"Now look at what we have done. And I don't think I'm noticeably cleaner either..."
Both vampires wrapped themselves into plush bathrobes anyway and strolled back into the bedroom.
The next few hours were spent companionably. Damon sent for a newspaper and they read it together, discussing whatever articles they found to be of interest.
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The day in bed was lazy and relaxing. With room service, they got all their needs catered to, since Damon liked to snack on different things during the day together with his normal dose of alcohol.
They indulged in another round or two of sex in various positions until even Damon's stamina was strained.
The next couple of days went by in the same way: they stayed the nights in turn either in Damon's or Stefan's hotel room. While Stefan was spending time with Lexi, Damon went out to go flying or hunting.
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After two weeks, Lexi departed. Stefan said his farewells, secretly relieved that she and Damon hadn't met again. It was another thing he had been worrying about – what those two might say to each other after their last troubles. Stefan hugged his friend warmly – they would meet again before the year was over.
Afterwards, Stefan went back to his brother's hotel.
"Well, I am all yours now. What do you think, should I move into a room in this hotel? That way we won't have to keep running all over town."
He took care to keep his face cool, indifferent. It wouldn't do to let Damon see him hope. Things had been good between them for the past few days – but then, that had never meant anything.
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TBC