Title: Eternity
Authors: Ayumie and CrowX
Fandom: The Vampire Diaries (TV)
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Damon/Stefan
Word count: 7319
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 for the wonderful beta Dysprositos!
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ETERNITY
Chapter 13
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Damon went to the bar and poured them some whiskey. Turning around, he leaned against the wall, watching his brother through narrowed eyes.
"There are many fantasies I have. Normally I just tell my toys what to do. Mostly, they don't even need compulsion, they are so eager to please. Humans!"
The last was said with a disdainful snort. But then he smirked.
"There's one recurring fantasy that my male toys have to play often. So Stef, I ask the same of you: pretend to be my younger brother who loves to irritate me but also wants to have sex with me. Who loves and hates me at the same time."
xoXOXox
At first Stefan didn't know what to say. It was quite insulting, actually. In his mind, he was suddenly confronted with an array of imposters, and Stefan felt a quick flash of jealousy. He mastered himself, however.
"And are they any good? Pretending to be your brother can't be easy. I, for one, wouldn't even know where to start."
There, that'd show Damon. Stefan only wished that he could say with any conviction that there was nothing left of his love either. Shifting forward, Stefan brushed his lips against Damon's cheek. By now the latter seemed totally confused. Good.
xoXOXox
Damon laughed to hide his uneasiness. Somehow his brother always succeeded in getting under his skin. As always, it was difficult to shut off his emotions around Stefan.
"Obviously they aren't good. But when I haven't seen you for a long time, I like to pretend. They are always too smarmy and coquettish. Nobody can understand this very strange relationship we have going."
He had been planning to reassure Stefan that it had been just a lie to unsettle him. But after Stefan had uttered those cruel words, he was too offended.
"Maybe you've forgotten our most remote past when you came to me to ask about pleasure. Or the time I went to that cabin in the woods to show you all there is to it."
xoXOXox
"Don't worry, I remember – everything. That was me being your lover. I know how to be that. I know how to kiss you and suck you and let you fuck me."
Stefan all but whispered the last words into Damon's ear. He leaned even closer to breathe in the other vampire's scent. It was the scent of his beloved brother even if everything else about him was lost. With a sigh, he pulled away.
"Let's go back to playing games, Damon. This is getting too serious. And if I remember correctly, you don't like that at all."
xoXOXox
Damon growled lightly in annoyance.
"It wasn't me who started playing games this time, Stefan, that was you. And it was just a joke about someone pretending to be you. I just wanted you to behave normally."
For once. Damon couldn't hold back a pout. This was insulting. He knocked back the drink and turned around to the door.
"I'm on my best behavior here, doing everything I thought you wanted. I never asked you to behave like that. And now I'm going out to get a drink. One of the human sort. And don't worry your pretty little head, I won't kill. I have more finesse than you."
xoXOXox
Stefan blinked, actually taken aback. For a moment he didn't know what to say.
"But… I thought that this was what you expected from your companions. I was just trying to please you."
Suddenly tired, Stefan moved to sit on the couch. Apparently whatever he tried in relation to his brother turned out wrong.
"Well, what do you want? I can't tell. And in case you didn't notice, there's no normal when it comes to us."
xoXOXox
Damon stopped before running out of the door. Arms akimbo, he faced his brother, realizing that it was better to talk this out.
"Why can't you just be yourself around me? Why can't you be like you are with Lexi? I don't understand…"
He threw his hands up in exasperation.
"I don't understand anything anymore. Usually my life is so easy. But whenever you're around, I get these pesky emotions. And it's annoying. Yet when I'm on my own, I miss your company. Why?"
xoXOXox
"I just can't."
There was so much more to say. That too much had happened. That he wouldn't set himself up to be hurt again. That even if Stefan could bring himself to trust the other's intentions, just looking at the creature his brother had turned into kept breaking his heart over and over again. As he looked at Damon, Stefan felt old and exhausted.
"I'll go to bed now. I'm tired."
Just before he reached the door to the bedroom, Stefan paused.
"You don't miss me. You get bored and you want somebody you can't compel or intimidate – but that doesn't last and you get annoyed."
xoXOXox
For once Damon got the smallest inkling that his brother was right. But even though he was angry, he decided not to fall back into his old habit of going on a killing spree.
"Maybe we should forget this discussion and go back to you being my little toy. So you have a good night's sleep, brother…"
He stormed out of their room and went to the next seedy little bar. Soon he had not only one, but three humans eating out of his hand and he took them in the back alley to feast from them. It was hard not to just kill them, but he managed to rein himself in. Compelling them to forget, he slowly returned to their room, his anger gone for the time being. Crawling in behind his sleeping brother felt too natural to resist. Stefan was still frowning in his sleep and Damon touched the small lines, smoothing them out with a sigh. Spooning against Stefan, he fell into a dreamless sleep.
xoXOXox
Stefan slept fitfully. At some point Damon must have joined him in bed, because when he woke up, his brother was curled up against him. He stayed completely still, wanting to enjoy this rare moment of peace. Since Damon was warm, he had obviously fed well last night.
He must have dozed off again, because the next time Stefan opened his eyes, Damon was looking at him. Barely remembering that they had agreed to retreat into their game, he managed a smile.
"Good morning. Did you sleep well last night? I didn't even notice when you came home..."
xoXOXox
Damon felt relieved as well as disappointed, but upon cataloging his emotions, he buried them deep again. Smirking slightly, he moved to kiss his brother and then proceeded to fall back to their normal morning activities.
The next weeks went by without any arguments or quarrels. Damon did his best to uphold his end of the bargain and tried to be affectionate and caring. Stefan continued to act like a toy. They stayed in Boston the whole time.
When the last days approached, Damon ask Stefan about it after they had come home from the opera.
"So what are your plans for the next week? We could go to visit our relatives before parting company."
xoXOXox
For a moment, Stefan stalled, trying to figure out what Damon wanted now. They had never visited their relatives together and he wondered what the poor family would think of the two of them showing up at their doorstep.
"But – what are we going to say? I don't want them to know about this – about us. It must be hard enough already for them to accept the fact that we are vampires.
The mere thought of being with Damon with people who knew all about them – their relatives no less – only few doors away was unsettling.
xoXOXox
Enjoying the Stefan's shocked face Damon chuckled lightly.
"Wouldn't it be fun to shock them with this tidbit of news? But honestly, we could either just be silent or go somewhere else to have… fun while we stay there. I just thought it would be good to bond as Salvatores. Maybe with you there, they won't be as afraid as they usually are. It's annoying…"
He stepped into Stefan's space, kissing him deeply. A part of him regretted having to leave his brother soon, but another part was tired of the tense atmosphere between him. He wanted to go hunting without seeing Stefan's disapproving face. He wanted someone like him at his side. For the first time, Damon thought about turning someone. But these thoughts would have to be put on hold for a while at least. His hands roamed over Stefan's chest, distracting his brother as well as himself.
xoXOXox
Moving into Damon's touch, Stefan relaxed a bit. At least Damon wasn't planning to immediately shock the family with their relationship. He pressed small kisses to his brother's neck, trying to show his appreciation.
"Mmh, perhaps we ought to go somewhere else. Not sure I could manage to keep quiet when we touch each other. It feels too good..."
It was nothing but the truth. For the moment at least, Stefan forgot to hold back and kissed his brother enthusiastically. After a moment, he laughed.
"But you're right; their faces would be worth seeing. Particularly that of Martin's wife. She always looks like she's sucking on lemons. I've never seen a more self-righteous woman."
xoXOXox
Damon smiled at his brother's enthusiasm. It was good to see him without tension. Maybe they could part on good terms for once.
"Definitely. She needs something to bring her down from her high horse."
He took off Stefan's shirt and grabbed his small ass, squeezing it. The scent of arousal was beginning to spread through the room. Pushing his own erection into Stefan's groin made him moan, suddenly desperate for more skin. His hands divested first his brother's then his body of their clothes and he kissed down the neck, sucking lightly on the skin just above the jugular.
"So it's settled, then? We can leave tomorrow morning and stay in Mystic Falls for a week or so, since I probably can't take too much of that small town life anyway."
xoXOXox
"Sure. I'd like that. And perhaps you could try not to intimidate our relatives? I'll certainly do my best to get them to accept us."
This was as big a concession as Stefan was capable of at the moment. He was actually looking forward to seeing Mystic Falls again. A lot of things would have changed, but perhaps they'd be able to find their little spot near the lake. Even Damon should like that, or so Stefan thought.
Spurred on by these thoughts, Stefan pushed his brother down onto the bed and started to cover that gorgeous body with kisses.
xoXOXox
Damon whimpered at the assault and lay back, enjoying his brother's attentions. But the hand stroking his dick was soon too much and Damon pushed it away. He grabbed the lube from the nightstand and poured some onto his finger. Without looking away from his brother's eyes he brought the finger down between his legs and started to prepare himself.
"Do you like watching this? Seeing my finger where your cock will follow soon?"
It didn't take long and then Damon pulled his brother on top of him, massaging that firm ass. Looking up at him, he spread his legs further apart, locking them behind his brother.
"Take me!"
xoXOXox
Knees weak with lust, Stefan watched his brother prepare himself. He wasn't able to muster any sort of answer other than a helpless moan, but the look on his face probably told Damon all he needed to know. When he reached for the lube, Stefan's hands were shaking.
"So beautiful! You have no idea what you do to me…"
Stefan's voice was broken as he guided himself into that waiting body. He groaned deeply and, without giving Damon time to adjust, set a fast, hard rhythm that took their breath away. Stefan shifted until his brother was arching beneath him, loving the sounds every new angle got him.
xoXOXox
Damon rather liked the compliments his brother gave him, knowing that even at their worst he would always have a hold on Stefan. Moaning, he spread his legs even further to welcome Stefan's hard length, for once letting himself be very vocal without holding back. His brother knew exactly how to drive him wild and Damon groaned and whimpered loudly, clenching around that hard cock.
"So good! I love this, I love you pounding my ass. Only you, Stef, believe me, only you get this…"
The same second he said it, he wanted to take it back. It wouldn't do for Stefan to know this. But he probably wouldn't believe Damon anyway…
xoXOXox
Stefan came sooner than he would have liked, but it was altogether impossible to hold back even a second longer. Thank God, Damon wasn't far behind or he'd never hear the last of it. As it was, a few quick jerks were enough to make the other vampire come.
For a moment Stefan stayed buried in Damon's body. He wondered whether he really was the only one to ever feel this. Probably not. After pressing a brief kiss to his brother's neck, Stefan rolled off.
"It does feel good to be together..."
xoXOXox
Damon sighed after that intense orgasm, for once feeling very tired. As usual, Stefan immediately closed up after the act, but for once Damon didn't mind.
"As always."
The next day, they got packed and went to the station, since Stefan didn't want to take the plane. For once Damon was sympathetic to his brother's plight. The ride didn't take much longer than a day, even with all the stops and change of trains. To ease the growing tension the closer they got to their old home, Damon suggested buying gifts for the relatives at the stops.
"If I remember correctly, there are three Salvatores living in the mansion, George and Martin and the baby son of Charlotte, Peter Wilder. Then there are the two Millers with their families: Stefan, Donald and their children Elisa and the twins Jane and Tom. And as far as I can recall, the Brunis live in Rockville and are blissfully unaware of us. So we have two couples, three toddlers, one 8-year, one 16-year and one 21-year-old as well as the widower from Charlotte. Quite a bunch of people…"
xoXOXox
Stefan's face lit up as he thought about all the things they could buy. At least the children would be happy to see them and he felt sure that the right mix of household goods and luxury items ought to sweeten their arrival for even the most apprehensive adult.
Of course, Stefan had ensured that the family hadn't suffered too badly during the Great Depression, but there were still a lot of things that'd make life easier for everyone.
"That's a great idea. Let's get something for everyone. Should we start with the children? I saw an amazing model railway the last time I was in Philadelphia. Do you think they've got something like that here?"
xoXOXox
Unable to stop that thought, Damon smiled at how cutely his brother was behaving. The infectious enthusiasm got to him and when they stopped in Portsmouth, they spent three hours on a fast shopping trip.
Damon thought he had never bought this much for anyone, much less for their relatives. There were model trains and puppets with many accessories, teddy bears, some novels for all the children and – on Stefan's insistence – warm coats for the whole family. The adults would get some household goods, a luxury chess set and one set of the newest encyclopedia. Damon scoffed at the pragmatism and insisted on buying each woman a big flask of Chanel No. 5.
Packed with more parcels than any human would be able to carry, they returned to the station and boarded the next train to Mystic Falls.
xoXOXox
Only when he saw the shopping bags pile up in their compartment, did Stefan realize how much they had actually bought. Half-embarrassed, he tried to clear some space for the two of them to sit down.
"Don't laugh! I so rarely get the chance to buy presents for anyone, I went a bit over board."
Sighing softly, Stefan thought of the small Italian-English dictionary he had bought on impulse for his brother when the latter hadn't been paying attention. As a young man Damon had always talked about learning Italian. Now that Stefan thought about it, this didn't seem like a good idea. He quickly hid the small volume among his things. There was no telling how Damon would react if he saw it.
xoXOXox
Laughing, Damon just sat in the vacated seat and enjoyed watching his brother arrange the presents.
When they finally arrived in Mystic Falls they took a cab to the Salvatore Mansion. It was quite late and of course their arrival caused some commotion. But as Stefan had predicted, their presents smoothed things over quite a bit, as did Damon's reassurance that he wouldn't stay longer than a week or so.
After a while, the family warmed to them, but Damon suspected that it was mainly because Stefan was there as well. A few hours into the night, both vampires could finally retire to their room. By now even Damon was exhausted and just fell into bed next to his brother without instigating anything amorous.
xoXOXox
Stefan had to concede that the atmosphere was even tenser than unusual. Their relatives were really afraid of Damon – which was probably a good thing. Still, Stefan did his best to make everybody comfortable, as often as not by interrupting Damon when the latter was about to share yet another inappropriate anecdote.
Their gifts were well-received and in the end the two vampires were able to retreat to their room with few misgivings. Stefan settled into his brother's embrace with a sigh of relief. He woke up to sunshine and Damon's hands roaming over his body.
xoXOXox
The night was undisturbed and in the morning Damon inspected their room while his brother was still sleeping. Stefan had added a lot in the years Damon had been in Europe, not only a lot of his journals, but small knickknacks as well as many books. Damon's belongings were much fewer, only his gramophone and a lot of records were still there.
Enjoying the familiar atmosphere Damon crawled back into bed and looked over his brother. He liked how Stefan's face was relaxed in sleep and he bent down to kiss the forehead, down to the mouth. Savoring the peace, Damon straddled Stefan's hips and his hands began once more to explore the familiar body. When Stefan's eyes opened Damon whispered in his ear.
"Just be very quiet. No one's around the room and we can hear anyone coming. Isn't it exhilarating?"
xoXOXox
At first Stefan was half-asleep, moving happily into his brother's touch even as he was half-aware that something was going very wrong. Then he remembered where they were. Horrified, he hissed at Damon:
"Are you insane? You ... you said we could go somewhere else. The house is full of people – and what about the children? They might come in any minute and I ... I can't..."
Damon was pinching his nipple, effectively making it impossible to keep talking. Stefan had rarely tried to be quiet during sex and certainly never with this much at stake. Those clever hands unerringly sought out his sensitive spots, though, teasing and tormenting and making it impossible to form clear thoughts.
xoXOXox
Smirking, Damon proceeded to distract Stefan in the best way he could. As a concession, he didn't take off any of their clothes and just pulled the pajama bottoms down to reveal their hard cocks. If by chance anyone would come in, they wouldn't immediately see what was going on under the blankets.
Pushing his tongue inside Stefan's mouth Damon swallowed any protests. His hands sought out every one of his brother's erogenous spots as he started to thrust against the other's hardness. He was especially turned on by the danger of discovery and it wouldn't take too long. With one hand he grabbed both their dicks, stroking them to completion.
xoXOXox
Panting helplessly, Stefan pushed himself into Damon's hand. This was obviously happening so he'd have to find a way to be quiet. The kiss that followed helped a bit but soon he was moaning anyway, open-mouthed, desperate noises that seemed loud even as they were muffled by those skilled lips.
Finally, Stefan broke the kiss and, spitefully, sank his fangs into his brother's shoulder. He hoped it hurt. When Stefan came mere seconds later, he wasn't even able to breathe.
Afterwards, he rolled out of bed and wordlessly retreated into the bathroom. He was too angry to speak.
xoXOXox
The teeth in his neck pushed him over the edge and Damon came with a quiet growl. Stefan was obviously upset and Damon chuckled. It was always fun to annoy his brother. Stretching lazily, he decided, however, to be on his best behavior the following days. It wouldn't do to part in anger once again. When Stefan wordlessly dressed and left the room Damon took a shower himself.
This day they spent with their family, getting to know them. Although Damon could smell that they were still frightened by him, his famous charm slowly worked on everybody. While Stefan played a lot with the young children, Damon kept his distance, knowing that nobody would approve of him near the kids. He only talked with the adults and the 16-year-old Martin Salvatore, whom he taught some football moves.
In the evening Stefan excused himself to go for a walk in the woods. Of course everyone could guess what it truly was about. When Damon went to join his brother, he enjoyed seeing the looks of surprise – and also relief – on all their faces.
xoXOXox
Stefan moved restlessly through the woods. Playing with the children had calmed him somewhat but he was glad all the same that Damon kept his distance. It was clear that he couldn't depend in his brother to keep his word.
Just as he was about to start hunting, Damon appeared among the trees. Stefan froze. This was unexpected.
"What are you doing here? I was just about to eat."
He said this, knowing that it would be repulsive to his brother. Perhaps this would be enough to make Damon leave him alone.
xoXOXox
How he loved to keep his brother on his toes. Grinning devilishly, Damon stalked closer, looking around for some animals to prey on.
"I'm joining you on your hunt, little brother. After all, I have to eat, too. And I don't trust the citizens in this city not to drink vervain. Normally I would go to the next town, but I'm lazy."
Throwing an arm around Stefan's shoulder Damon pointed to a bush a little further on.
"I smell a deer there. Do you want it, or can I have the honors?"
xoXOXox
Stefan frowned. He wasn't sure what to make of this joined hunt. Only perhaps this was a good sign – perhaps, if he agreed, Damon would come to accept his diet. Besides, he needed to feed.
"You ... you go first. I'll watch the deer and cut off its escape route, if necessary."
With the strength and speed at his proposal, Damon brought down the animal quickly. Reining in his own hunger, Stefan stood back and watched his brother feed. Damon didn't seem to be enjoying himself much.
xoXOXox
Draining the deer Damon scrunched up his nose.
"That was disgusting. And I used to love grilled saddle of venison. I don't know how you can drink that all the time. You're either admirable or crazy, I can't decide."
He shook himself and stood up, already hearing another deer not too far from them.
"Well, at least I'm sated. There's another one for you. This time I'll watch it, okay?"
He couldn't understand why Stefan would do this to himself. Even Lexi was drinking human blood without killing. Shaking his head he watched his brother as he jumped the deer. Surprisingly, it was arousing.
xoXOXox
Acutely aware of Damon's eyes on him, Stefan swiftly killed the animal and drank with hasty gulps. If he hadn't been so desperately hungry, he would have never done this in front of his brother. As soon as his thirst was slaked, he dropped the carcass to the ground and wiped his mouth.
"All right, we can go back now."
But instead of turning back towards the boarding house, Damon kept looking at him appraisingly. He was probably trying to think up more disparaging remarks about the taste of deer.
"What?"
xoXOXox
Lust coiled in his stomach and clouded his judgment as he stalked towards his brother without a word. He liked Stefan this way, the eyes still dark and red, blood around his lips dripping on his chin. It was the predator in his brother that he so rarely got to see. Damon's mind was taken back to the last time in Mystic Falls, when Stefan had started to drink human blood.
Closing the distance he attacked those red lips, licking and biting until his tongue found its way into his brother's mouth. Moaning into the kiss Damon pressed closer, pushing his erection into Stefan's groin. That late at night nobody would see them deep in the dark woods.
"I want you to fuck me, brother!"
xoXOXox
Gasping into Damon's mouth, Stefan didn't even try to pull away. His head was spinning.
"Here?"
At least nobody was likely to see them. In the dim light, Damon's face seemed very pale and utterly beautiful. The fresh blood was pumping through Stefan's veins, heightening his strength and aggression. He pushed his brother to the ground, kissing him hungrily. No matter how wrong it was, he had always loved the thrill of the hunt and tonight was no exception.
"Show me what you've got, then. Want to see you naked."
xoXOXox
Leaning up a bit, Damon used his fast speed to undress himself in a hurry, all but presenting himself to his brother. Naked, he lay back on the soft forest ground, his clothes strewn around them.
"Is this to your liking, brother? Or should I give you some extra incentive?"
He spread his legs and bent them, knowing that he was acting slutty. But he was already too hard and the sight of his brother watching with the danger in his predator's eye wasn't helping his patience.
xoXOXox
At the sight of his brother naked on the bed of fragrant pine needles, Stefan's pupils dilated. Damon was utterly shameless. With a low growl, Stefan moved forward. He hadn't brought any lube, so he briefly sucked two fingers into his own mouth before pushing them into his brother's body. Judging by the way the latter was moaning and writhing, not much preparation would be necessary.
Stefan, too, was almost unbearably aroused. Licking his still bloody lips, he hurriedly positioned himself. Somewhere in the back of his mind Stefan was aware that he was acting like an animal, but he quickly shut down that line of thought.
xoXOXox
Damon briefly closed his eyes with pleasure as he felt the tip of his brother's erection at his entrance. Whining softly, he opened his legs further, all but pushing himself onto Stefan's cock. Finally his brother took him quickly with one hard thrust.
"Yes! Just like that, brother."
Then he wasn't able to form anymore words as Stefan set an almost brutal pace. Damon didn't think that a human could take that without injury. Groaning wildly with each shove, he reached down to touch his own neglected dick, since his brother's hands were grabbing his hips. There was only one thing missing and that was the biting and Damon quickly bit in his wrist to offer Stefan his blood.
xoXOXox
Growling, Stefan thrust into that welcoming body again and again. He wasn't aware of anything but the pleasure – until the scent of blood filled the air. With a small scream, Stefan grabbed the offered arm and started to feed. After that it didn't take long.
Stefan found himself on the ground, body covered in grime and dirt even as it was clinging to his brother. What had he been thinking? This wasn't anything like him. This was Damon's influence. Not to imagine what might happen, if he lost control like this in the boarding house. He looked up.
"Promise me you won't try anything like this around the family."
xoXOXox
The final thrusts nearly tore Damon apart and he relished it, loving how the pain increased his pleasure. When he felt his brother's seed inside of him he came with a roar. Panting he fell back on the ground, his body shaking with the aftershocks.
Stefan's voice brought him back to the present and he looked up. They both were a mess, Stefan's clothes torn, dirtied with mud and come. Damon himself wasn't looking much better, although his clothes had survived. Still feeling high with pleasure, Damon allowed a small smile and sighed contentedly. But seeing his brother's unrelenting face, he looked up and tried to convey his honesty.
"I promise you that I won't endanger our family. And I promise I will keep my hands to myself under that roof. But we could always come out here, right?
xoXOXox
As always after such savage encounters, Stefan felt faintly ashamed. He would have liked to be comforted and reassured that his recent behavior didn't brand him as a monster, but that obviously wasn't going to happen.
Stefan shivered a bit and pulled his torn clothes around himself. At least it was fully dark. With any luck he'd be able to sneak into their rooms without anyone noticing the state he was in.
Damon was still lounging on the ground, all the more alluring because of the aura of debauchery. Stefan quickly tore his eyes away. It wasn't fair. After a moment of indecision, he tore off through the trees. He'd see his brother again soon enough.
xoXOXox
Damon stayed on the ground, feeling at ease in the darkness. Lazily he played with his power to conjure fog and let it surround himself. After a while it became boring, though, and, dressing himself, he went back to the mansion. It was well after midnight and the humans had already retired, so Damon could pour himself a drink without questioning glances.
Standing before the big fireplace he enjoyed the way the burning taste of scotch took away the foul aftertaste of animal blood. When he went back to bed, Stefan had already showered and was sleeping.
The following days went by in the same manner, and although Damon partly enjoyed being part of a big family again, he quickly became irritated at the restrictions: he couldn't talk freely, he couldn't hunt or go out for a drink, and he couldn't have sex in the house, since Stefan always left the bed before he woke up. One afternoon a week later, Damon sat down next to his brother.
"I'm going to leave tomorrow. I shouldn't overstay my welcome here, and Mystic Falls is growing really boring."
xoXOXox
"Yes, I suppose so."
That was it, then. Of course it had always been clear that their time together wouldn't last and, truth to be told, Stefan felt rather relieved. Constantly negotiating between Damon and their family had been difficult. At the same time, however, Stefan knew that he was going to miss his brother.
"I think I'll stay a bit longer, get to know the children. It's important to make a good impression while they are young."
For a moment Stefan hoped that Damon would object.
xoXOXox
It was no surprise that his brother would want to stay longer. Damon sighed inwardly, knowing that the distance between them was getting longer and longer with each decade. Maybe even blood bounds wouldn't hold forever.
"Of course, that is your forte. Maybe the adults will be happier with me when you give them those documents on some of my financial investments. They get the considerable interest, since I gathered that money is quite tight around here nowadays."
There wasn't anything to add and Damon went to their room to pack. That evening, he played a last game of football with Martin, who was the only one liking him, despite knowing what he was. When he came back to their room late in the evening, Stefan was waiting for him in bed.
xoXOXox
That evening, Stefan couldn't quite bring himself to feign sleep when Damon returned to their room. After all, this was their last evening together for the time being and in his current maudlin mood, Stefan felt the urge to talk to his brother. When the door opened, he sat up.
"Damon?"
After a moment of silence, Stefan shifted. If he hadn't known better, he would have said that Damon didn't quite know how to deal with this situation either.
"So have you already decided where you'll go next? Or am I not supposed to know?"
xoXOXox
"Of course you can know, why not? After all the culture and refinement of Europe, I want to go to the Wild West, you know, like Arkansas and Oklahoma. Maybe I'll buy a plane again, it would be easier to explore with that than taking the train."
Damon crawled into the bed next to his brother. He really wanted to have sex once more to tide him over. Stretching his hands out he idly stroked Stefan's arms and hands, trying to coax him to comply.
"I set up a P.O. Box, so if you need me or anything, you can contact me. I'll have it checked every few weeks. And what about you? Any plans to meet Lexi?"
xoXOXox
Stefan relaxed a bit as his brother started to gently touch his hands and arms. He hadn't been sure how his curiosity would be received. When Damon mentioned Lexi, a happy smile stole over Stefan's face.
"Yeah, I'm definitely going to meet up with her. We haven't seen each other for a few months and I'm really looking forward to talking to her. I bet she's done at least five crazy things since we last met."
Damon's thumbs were rubbing slow circles against his hips and suddenly Stefan realized that this was dangerous. He was breathing harder already, lust suffusing his mind in a way that would make it difficult to resist Damon's advances.
xoXOXox
Even with his emotions switched off, Damon couldn't help but feel jealous at the way his brother spoke about Lexi. Smelling the beginning arousal his advances caused, Damon continued to touch his brother with his lips and hands slowly and carefully. He wanted another go under the roof of the Salvatore mansion before he went away for however long it would be.
"We could go outside if you want. Or if you stay quiet... Everyone's asleep already; I can hear their slow heartbeats. It's the last time anyway for many years…"
His hands drifted lower until he reached Stefan's groin, rubbing the hard cock waiting for him. Growling quietly Damon slipped his hand inside and touched that fevered erection, stroking it with a firm grip.
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He should say no. He really should. But somehow Stefan didn't want to. Damon was right – there was no telling when he might get this again. Instead he arched a bit, pushed himself into his brother's hand. Perhaps if they were really quiet? Reaching up, Stefan traced Damon's lips. They were soft and warm.
"Promise you'll keep me quiet...?"
Stefan leaned up for a quick kiss. If only this didn't feel so good. After a moment he pulled Damon down on top of him, caressing his back and shoulders. This time they would do it his way.
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Their kiss grew more intense as Damon shifted his weight above Stefan, only to break it to whisper into his brother's ear.
"I promise. So tell me what you want."
He licked that small ear, enjoying the shivers his actions brought on. Slowly, he started to rock his hips, brushing their clothed erections against each other.
"Will miss this…"
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Determined to set a slow pace for this final encounter, Stefan kept brushing his lips over his brother's jaw and neck, hands gently stroking that muscular back. He could see that Damon didn't quite know how to react, but that didn't matter. Stefan smiled.
"Just be kind to me, Damon. There's no hurry, no need to be rough. I'd – I'd like for us to enjoy each other for a change."
Taking the chance to explore Damon's body with his mouth and fingertips, Stefan prayed that this would turn out all right. Biting playfully at a puckered nipple, he once more lifted his head.
"And don't worry, you'll soon find somebody else to fuck."
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Damon didn't laugh, but instead started to respond in the same gentle manner, kissing and touching every inch of Stefan's body, pushing away the hindering pajamas.
"I can play nice…"
It was kind of a torture to deny himself instant pleasure, but it also built a more intense feeling. Going back to Stefan's lips, Damon worshiped them with everything he knew, sucking on them, slightly biting the lower lip, playing with the tongue… His hands weren't idle and continued to stroke every part of his brother, committing that gorgeous body to memory. When they were like this, it was hard to understand why there were always disagreements.
As subtlely as he could, Damon pushed their cocks against each other. The agonizing foreplay seemed to go on for hours and he just wanted to bury himself inside of his brother.
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By the time Damon moved to rub their groins together, Stefan was more than ready to move to the next level. Those slow kisses felt amazing but after so much time had passed they weren't nearly enough. He moaned throatily and spread his legs further.
"Feels so good... want you to take me..."
A small jar of oil was always nearby and Stefan reached for it. To draw out the tension, he rubbed a bit of the slick liquid into the soft skin of Damon's stomach before coating both their erections with it. Finally Stefan poured some oil over his brother's fingers.
"Prepare me?"
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Moaning, Damon complied, rubbing the scented oil in small circles over Stefan's entrance, pushing his fingers in slowly. He took his time and after a minute he added a second finger, using it to relentlessly caress his brother's prostate.
"Is this kind enough for you?"
While he took the third finger, his other hand slowly caressed Stefan's erection. By now the noises his brother made were getting louder and Damon moved up to cover his mouth with his own, kissing him deeply.
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Stefan was trying to keep quiet, but it was getting more difficult by the minute. He was writhing helplessly around those teasing fingers, feeling like every single nerve in his body was on fire. It was enough to make anyone scream. In between frantic kisses, Stefan kept begging for more. He could come like this, he was sure of it. Desperate, he finally grabbed Damon's arm.
"Enough! Need... need you inside of me. Please..."
Finally Damon complied, covering Stefan's mouth with his hand for the first slide in. Thankfully it was enough to muffle the scream that followed. Stefan drew up his legs, opening himself wider even as he met Damon's thrusts.
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Finally, Damon was inside that tight heat. Apparently, Stefan had hunted that evening; he was almost as warm as a human. Tortuously slowly, Damon moved in and out, for once enjoying the slow lovemaking. It was just that and Damon could feel his emotions stirring behind that lock. Moaning quietly, he moved the hand away from Stefan's mouth to kiss him again.
"I will miss this, believe me. And there's no one impersonating you, there never will be."
He needed to give Stefan that at least, knowing that their relationship was as special to Damon as it hopefully was to his brother. Closing his eyes, Damon inhaled Stefan's scent deeply, committing it to memory. When Stefan's moans got louder Damon kissed him again, swallowing each groan. The pleasure was building up slowly, but so much deeper than normal.
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Barely hearing Damon's words, Stefan panted into the kiss. This was exactly what he had imagined tonight to be and he couldn't even begrudge the fact that they did it beneath their relatives' roof.
Stefan held out for as long as he could. He didn't want to return to reality, to the certain knowledge that tomorrow Damon would leave and he wouldn't do anything to stop him. They moved together for a long time until, all of a sudden, it was too much.
The pleasure was so intense it was almost painful, and Stefan shuddered for what felt like minutes, riding out wave after wave until his exhausted body was finally allowed to slump on the mattress.
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After an eternity, Damon felt his brother shiver, obviously on the edge. Only then did he close his hand around the leaking erection, stroking it in time with his thrusts.
When Stefan clenched around him, Damon groaned harshly, barely remembering to be quiet. He came with an intensity he had only rarely experienced.
Panting, he collapsed on top of Stefan, turning them both on their sides to keep from crushing him. Closing his arms around his brother, he drew him closer, hugging him tightly as sleep came over him. Barely conscious he whispered:
"This was wonderful, little brother."
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Making low, happy noises in his throat, Stefan settled into Damon's arms. It was easy to slip into his favorite fantasy, the one in which this was his human brother who loved him and would never do anything to hurt him. Enveloped in that happy feeling, Stefan, too, put an arm around Damon's waist and fell asleep.
In the morning, their skin was caked together with dried cum. Even in their sleep their bodies had held onto each other as though they didn't quite understand why they were supposed to be separated. Stefan studied Damon's face.
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Damon woke up slowly, feeling watched. Not opening his eyes he knew it was his brother. Their bodies were entwined with each other and the scent of sex was prominent in the room. Still tired because of the animal diet, Damon opened his eyes.
"Good morning, Stef."
Not knowing what else to say, Damon left his brother's embrace, heading to the shower. Once he was dressed, he packed his remaining belongings and looked around their room for a last time. Downstairs, the family had gathered to say farewell, most of them with relieved faces. At least they were treating him like a guest this time, Damon thought, satisfied. Stefan was accompanying him to the train station.
"So I guess I'll see you in a few years, brother? Take care, all right?"
Stefan looked a little bit lost and Damon hugged him tightly.
"Thank you for taking care of me after the Hindenburg disaster."
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It was strange to walk through the bright sunshine to the station. They had never actually said goodbye like this. But even as some part of him rebelled against the idea of parting ways, Stefan knew that it was for the best. If they stayed together, they'd only fight.
At the train station they lifted the luggage into Damon's compartment. Stefan returned his brother's hug.
"Think nothing of it. And don't do anything stupid."
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Laughing Damon replied through the window as the train began to move:
"You know me, but I'll try my very best!"
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TBC
It will be continued, but because of much work and holiday not before the begining of October 2013, sorry! But then 2 chapters at once, promise!