Fire and Ice

Author's Note: I guess you could say this takes place in the beginning of season one when Stefan and Elena kept breaking up. Basically Elena isn't in the picture.

Chapter Eight: Jealousy

Stefan's POV

I was regularly annoyed with my brother Damon, but tonight, I was especially annoyed with him. If not for the strange smell of sex and semen that was so obvious it made me gag. Or the mess around the house he had made creating this aroma. But the most annoying thing yet, the loud and obnoxious sex going on just upstairs.

Stefan cringed wanting for the millionth time this night to run out the door. But...he had no where to go. Elena and him had broken up and were very much avoiding each other. He could always go hunting but he had tried that a few hours before, when he came back loud and obnoxious sex was still going on. He was though very impressed with Damon's stamina.

"Oh god Damon, I get it, your having amazing sex while I'm not, will you please stop now?" I asked knowing he would hear me with our vampire senses.

My only reply was an amused chuckle. And on went the sex.

I tried the TV, turning up the volume all the way to max volume. Damon only got louder. And the fact that he was on the second floor when even a human could hear someone walking across the squeaky floors just made it worse.

Then I tried turning on running water hoping to drown them out. Didn't work, Damon could get very, very, very loud when he wanted to. Not even the electronic appliances like the blender could save me.

Now he slumped into the couch resigned, giving up on the book he had tried to lose himself into and stared blankly into the burning flames listening to the moans and groans coming from upstairs.

It wasn't even just one girl either. There was a guy up their too! When I had noticed Damon taking the two upstairs I had raised my eyebrows and he winked at me openly proving my guesses at his sexuality right.

"You're the worst brother ever, you know that right?" I snarled in irritation.

This comment received a chorus of "oh, oh, yes, mmhmmm, harder Sergio, harder," coming from Damon, I could hear the laughter in his voice that he was barely suppressing.

"God Damon, I really don't want to hear this! I'll pay for any hotel just please stop!" I begged desperately that image scarred into my mind now.

I received no answer except the ongoing sex showing that Damon really wasn't in a merciful mood.

After the girls' millionth orgasm something in me snapped and I stormed upstairs done listening. I threw Damon's door open, startling the two human's in Damon's king sized bed.

"Hey there Stef," Damon greeted me calmly, lying full naked on top of white silk sheets his chest being attacked by the female whore and his legs wrapped around the male as the man thrust into Damon, stopping as I came further into the room.

I caught the girl's eyes first, forcefully moving her head to see me and I used what weak powers I had to compel to her leave. With a blank stare she gathered her clothes and walked out. I turned to the man, pulling him off Damon and did the same with him and in seconds he too was gone.

"Hey! He was in the middle of something!" Damon yelled at me though the smirk on his face gave away that he really wasn't angry.

He lay there still, stretching out along the bed still fully naked, not even bothering to cover himself. Nothing I hadn't seen before anyways.

"What the hell is wrong with you? Do you know how disturbing that was. And god man, how can you possibly last this long." Stefan yelled out his eyes wide with anger.

"I'm a healthy male that likes sex?" Damon tried, shrugging a little as he grinned up at me. I could see he was still aroused, his member standing fully erect and his bronze, glorious body was covered in a sheen of sweat. Basically my older brother looked like sex incarnate and I couldn't pull my eyes away.

"And you couldn't have gone somewhere else?" I asked frustrated.

"What and miss this, no way!" Damon answered waving his arms around. I blushed slightly, managing to pull my eyes away.

"Do you have to be so loud though?" I asked already wishing I hadn't when I saw his face light up with a wicked smile.

"Can't help it Stef, I'm a screamer," Damon crooned at me knowing how much I hated it when he put me in these awkward situations.

I snorted. That was an understatement.

I took a sly glance at my brother and I guess I was still feeling the adrenaline rush from coming up here and forcefully removing his guests because the next second I was jumping on my brother straddling his waist and pinning his arms to the bed.

He gazed up at me in wonder. Taken back by my surprise move.

"Stefan?" He asked curiously.

"Well, don't you want that taken care of?" I asked, rubbing down onto Damon's hardened dick.

A slow smirk broke out over Damon's lips as he realized what was happening. I had a nagging feeling that this was what this whole day had been about, to accomplish this goal. I could tell from the triumphant look in Damon's eyes that I was right.

I dove down, crashing our lips together to get rid of that smirk, releasing Damon's wrists only to let my hands trail down and feel the golden skin beneath me.

Our tongues collided ,searching for dominance in our heated, warm mouths, entangling and dancing.

"Stefan," Damon murmured, his lips brushing across mine as he pulled away slightly.

"Yeah?"

"You're wearing way too many clothes," Damon announced glaring at the articles of clothing that were holding all of me back from. Quickly he tore off my shirt throwing it far away like it disgusted him, then he set to work on my jeans as I quickly kicked off my boots.

"Lift," he ordered and I raised my hips so he could slide my jeans and boxers off me with one smooth motion.

"Damon," I groaned feeling our naked flesh molding together. Strong hands grabbed my face and pulled me back to those succulent lips. I trailed my lips down from his, low across his jawline, nibbling there at the edge and hearing him gasp slightly. I slid lower, my tongue trailing over the skin on his neck.

I dragged my fangs on a soft part of his flesh and I could hear a small whimper come from him. Damon was right about something, he really wasn't quiet in bed.

"Stefan," Damon moaned my name and a buzz of electricity raced through me hearing him say my name like that. So out of breath, so desperately. I dove in, ripping into his flesh like it was made of butter and taking a taste of him, reveling in the taste.

I placed a bloody kiss on his neck and continued down in my descent down across his chest and his stomach, licking, sucking and kissing until he was practically quivering under me.

Then I finally reached my destination and with urgency I attached my lips to his cock, licking and sucking at the head feeling the wetness building there.

Damon, desperately needing something to hold onto, wrapping his fingers around my hair tugging at it as he let out something between a whine and moan as I slowly made my way down his cock. Licking at a slowed and drawn out pace to torture him as he had been torturing me all day.

"Stefan, you're killing me," Damon gasped out between gritted teeth his hips thrusting up involuntarily in need.

I licked up his length slowly earning a strangled moan. "Payback's a bitch, huh?" I asked happily. I glanced him over and saw him writhing in need.

"So I'm guessing you don't need much preparation now do you?" I asked dryly remembering the man from early fucking my brother.

"And who says you're going to be on top?" Damon asks with a raised eyebrow.

I rolled my eyes at him grabbing his dick forcefully and pumping it quickly making his eyes roll back in pleasure as he trembled beneath me.

"You'd let some random stranger fuck you but not your own brother?" I asked smirking.

"God, Stefan, fine, just hurry will you?" Damon grunted out. I smirked, taking his thighs and spreading them wide apart.

"Anything for you, brother," I whispered as I thrust in quickly feeling the heat around my hardened dick. Damon cried out in pleasure his legs wrapping around mine, his heels digging in my back as I dove deeper.

Grabbing his dick I kept pumping him as I thrust in again hitting that special bundle of nerves that made him yell my name, his body quivering beneath me, his nails digging into my back as he was enveloped fully into pleasure.

I was happy to see I got more reaction from him then the other two did.

I watched my brother writhe under me screaming and yelling, moaning and groaning. Slick with sweat as he trembled in intense pleasure while I pounded in to him, my thrusts in time with the hand that was pumping his member effectively.

"God, Stef, I'm close..." Damon gasped out, his words barely distinguishable.

"Me too D, me too," I replied using his old nickname as I lost myself in a lust induced haze. My thrusts becoming wild and desperate.

Damon came with a cry, hot liquid filling my hand and I followed close behind and we rode out or orgasms together. I slumped against him exhausted, still wondering how he had kept this up the whole day.

I wrapped my arms around my brother's naked torso, placing an affectionate kiss on his cheek, feeling the corners of his mouth tugged up in a smile.

"I really love making you jealous," Damon sighed out.

I scoffed at this, rolling my eyes. "I was not jealous, just tired of hearing your sex life," I replied quickly deep down knowing I really was jealous.

"Sure," Damon hummed not believing me for a second.

"Just promise me you'll never do that again?" I begged burying my face in the crook of his neck, nuzzling against the spot where I had bitten him recently, the wound all healed over.

"As long as you occupy me I won't have to," Damon teased.

"Deal." We lapsed into comfortable silence, completely content with just laying her in each others arms, the smell of sex surrounding was sweet, unlike before when I had wrinkled my nose at it.

"Seriously dude, how did you keep it up the entire day?"

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