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Shadow Dance
Chapter XIV: Touch

I need your touch
Can't get enough
Can't let you get away
Together we fit so perfectly
When you touch me that way
It's more than words can say

-Wave, "Touch"


Stefan looked at me softly and then very carefully took my face between his hands; he kissed me gently and slowly, and let one of his hands trail down my chest, until it came to a rest on my hip. He drew me in closer to his solid body, and I found myself welcoming his warmth. I glanced at Elena's wholly curious expression before my eyes slid closed, and I felt his tongue probing against my lips, pleading for access. I gave it to him, opening my mouth, breath freezing in my throat when our tongues touched.

Too soon, he pulled away from my mouth and rested his forehead against mine, looking at me seriously. "Are you sure that you're okay with this? I don't want to push you, Damon."

"I can handle it," I replied softly, before flicking my eyes over to Elena.

She slowly came over to us, grabbing Stefan's wrist and tugging him away from me, and drew him into a long, deep kiss; she kissed him as intimately as if I wasn't there and tilted his head for better access to his mouth. I felt a few sharp pangs of arousal watching them as their passion fed the fire forming in the pit of my stomach.

Elena turned back from Stefan and placed her hand on my face, pulling me close, as her eyes rose up to meet mine. "I love you," she whispered intimately before kissing me gently. I kissed her back, relishing the feel of her soft lips as my cheeks grew warm; I could sense Stefan's eyes on us, watching intently. "Can I touch you?" she murmured as she pulled away to nibble on my ear.

"Y-Yes," I replied, stammering for the first time in my life. I stood still, completely tense as her hand slid slowly and sensually down my chest before hesitating for half a second and coming to rest on the waistband of my jeans. She never broke eye contact with me as she moved her hand further down and let it sit lazily between my thighs. I drew in a sharp breath at the touch, feeling the heat of her hand shoot directly to my flesh. My senses went wild.

Stefan leaned close to me and lowered his head, brushing his lips over my neck gently, while Elena continued her ministrations between my legs. I shuddered at the dual sensations, feeling my knees go weak. Both of them were being so careful, so gentle with me – but I was still tense and unsure.

I felt Stefan's tongue touch my collar bone, as his hands carefully began to unbutton my shirt, trailing over my skin as it was exposed. When the last button became undone, he moved his hand down and placed it on top of Elena's, and suddenly, they were both stroking me. I let out a deep groan, grabbing onto Stefan's shoulder to steady myself.

"Relax, Damon," Stefan murmured, sliding his free hand over my chest and stomach. "You're too tense." At this, my hips jerked automatically into their hands, and a tingle of pleasure went up my spine as another sound – this time a gasp – escaped my lips.

They both disentangled themselves from me for a moment, and Elena pulled me closer to the bed. We didn't get far, though, because Stefan finally pushed my shirt off my shoulders, baring my torso. He moved to stand behind me and began rubbing slow circles on my shoulders; I found myself leaning into his gentle touch, sighing softly.

Elena stood in front of me, sliding her palms over my heated chest. She looked up at Stefan for a brief second and I could feel their eyes meet. Just as she lowered her mouth to my chest, my brother lowered his to the back of my neck.

I closed my eyes and felt the two of them practically melt into me; Elena's mouth closed over my one of my nipples just as Stefan's blunt teeth carefully scraped along my shoulder. Both were very careful to avoid my bruises and cuts; if they did touch one, they grazed over it gently or placed a soft kiss against it.

Stefan trailed his tongue up my shoulder until he was nibbling on my earlobe again. He sucked on my neck and pressed himself into me from behind – I could feel his hardness against me and I let my head drop back onto his shoulder as he encircled my waist and reached around to stroke me through my jeans again, as Elena continued her slow assault on my nipples.

I whimpered out my pleasure as several of my most sensitive areas were simultaneously stimulated, squeezing my eyes shut, as I tried to hold it together.

"Are you okay?" Stefan whispered, pressing a kiss to my temple.

I nodded, just as Elena came up to kiss my lips again. I reached out to draw her closer to me, sliding my hand up her body, wondering what was acceptable and what was not with her. There were so many unexplored boundaries between the three of us.

"I want you to touch me, Damon," she said, murmuring my unspoken thought. "I trust you..." She grabbed my hand and pressed it against her breast, urging me to give attention to them. I obeyed, reaching one hand out to fondle her breasts and the other to slip low between her legs. I felt Stefan rubbing against me from behind and groaned softly.

"Just like that," Elena urged softly as I stroked her through her jeans. I stopped only to help her pull her shirt over her head and then turned around and divested Stefan of his as well, undoing the buttons as quickly as possible. I looked between their two bodies, swallowing hard. Elena's was exactly how I imagined; toned with just the right amount of curves to amplify her femininity and the lacy black bra she wore cupped her breasts perfectly.

I found myself admiring Stefan's body, too – lean and muscled, and a lot like my own, but slightly trimmer. I realized that my eyes were wandering down to the hard, etched lines that formed a V and dipped into his lowly slung jeans.

Stefan suddenly turned me back around and crushed my back to his chest, gripping me tighter as he held me against his body. I unwillingly tensed at the hard hold he had on me, suddenly catapulted into memories of earlier – of Mason touching me like this, trying to dominate me and make me fearful. I usually didn't mind a little bit of roughness in foreplay, bur Stefan's embrace was making me nauseous.

He must have felt my reaction because he loosened his hold and brought one hand up to stroke my cheek. "I'm sorry, Damon," he murmured against my ear, "I didn't mean to be so rough. We'll go slow..."

I was shaken up, out of character, and so completely unlike myself. I tried to flick the switch in my head, but it was on the permanent 'on' position. I grit my teeth. There was nothing I hated more than weakness, and Mason and Katherine had done a fine job of exposing mine tonight. I didn't enjoy being so submissive – especially to my younger brother and to Elena. I should be taking care of them, protecting them. Stefan shouldn't have to say things like 'we'll go slow.' I should want it hard and fast and rough.

"No," Stefan said stroking my shoulder lazily, snapping me out of my reverie. "You used to be sweet and gentle; a little mischievous and a bit snarky, but never malicious." It was like he was reading my thoughts. I was glad he couldn't see my face – but Elena could. "Katherine brought out the dark side in you – and, I suppose I did, too. I'm sorry, Damon. I'll make it up to you, somehow..." He exhaled softly against my neck.

Elena pressed herself closer to me, pressing her lips to my jaw. "I'll never be able to undo or take away all of your pain, but that doesn't mean I won't try," she murmured, placing a gentle kiss on my lips. The girl in front of me always surprised me with the amount of strength and understanding that she had hidden away.

Stefan continued to hold me from behind, his arms around my waist, as I carefully brought my hands up to touch Elena's skin, skimming it softly with my fingertips, licking my lips as I took her in and appreciated her divine beauty.

Never had I wanted something so much, and never had it been simply offered to me without a catch...