Elena sat on the counter of the vanity in a towel, swinging her legs back and forth, waiting for the bath to fill.
Stefan came in and stood between her legs, he ran his hands along her thighs and up her sides. He tipped his forehead to hers, their noses hovering inches apart. Elena wove her fingers through his hair.
"I love you." She said, holding their faces close.
"I love you." Stefan replied, grazing his nose across hers, watching the ends of her mouth turn up.
Elena gripped the hair in her hands and pulled their lips together. His mouth was already open and ready to receive hers. They skipped over the gentle lip brushing and went right to desperate hunger, their tongues dueling back and forth. He took a bite of Elena's protruding lower lip, drawing the silky sink into his mouth. He suckled firmly, before releasing it and covering her mouth with his.
Stefan loosened the top of her towel and let it pool around her hips. He moved his lips from her mouth, down her neck, over her shoulder, and to her chest. He drew lazy patterns with his tongue, holding her by the rib cage. When he found her nipple, he latched on to it. Elena' s lips parted and her head fall back. He ran his tongue from her breast, up her throat, and back to her mouth. She tilted her head to the side, their lips to fitting together perfectly.
Elena arched her back and locked her legs around Stefan's torso. She groaned into his mouth when she felt engorged dick pressing into her through the fabric of his sweatpants. She angled her pelvis so the solid column of his erection was lined up with her clit and then rubbed herself against it.
Stefan held still and let Elena use his dick like a scratching post. He could feel the wetness from her body bleeding through his sweatpants. He slid his hands from her ribs to her hips and held them still.
She looked at him with hooded eyes and unlocked her legs, letting her heals crash back against the mahogany cabinets of the vanity. She licked her lips and reached for the waistband of his pants, but he intercepted her.
He took both her hands and squeezed them in his before placing them on his shoulders. He moved his mouth to her ear and nipped along it. "Don't move your hands." He instructed, as his fingers crept down her stomach and between her legs.
He brushed his fingers along the length of her labia before fusing his index and middle fingers together and pressing them inside her body. She used her hands on his shoulders as leverage and relaxed her body back.
Steam from the hot water started to fill the room and fog the mirror behind them. Elena closed her eyes, gasping for breath in the hazy air. She ground her hips down on to Stefan's hand and he gently pulsated his fingers while he pressed his thumb to her clit.
"Stefan…" She breathed out, opening her thighs further "… More".
With each movement of his fingers, moisture built within her, making it easy to slide them in and out. He separated his fingers and then brought them back together, varying the speed and depth. He started to make little circles with his thumb. Elena's breath hitched and started to come out in puffs.
Stefan increased the speed of his thumb and bent his fingers towards him, hitting a particularly sensitive patch of tissue. Elena clutched his shoulders, digging her fingers into them, and opened her mouth in a silent scream. Her body collapsed forward on to him.
Stefan pulled his fingers from her body and held her tremoring frame to his chest. He wiped the hair off her face and tucked it behind her ear, kissing her temple.
Damon entered the bathroom, looking porn star-esk in his black boxer briefs. He rolled his eyes as he bent over to turn the water off, which had overflowed and was forming puddles across the floor.
Elena looked over Stefan's shoulder and clasped her hands over her mouth when she saw the water.
"I'm sorry, Damon!" She looked over at him with big eyes, trying to hide the smile dancing across her face.
Stefan stood and wrapped his arms around her midsection, picking her up and placing her in the overflowing bathtub. He kicked his sweatpants from his feet and climbed in, letting his body hover over hers. Damon followed behind him, settling behind Elena and letting her lean back on to his chest. He put his hands on her knees and pulled them back to her chest, making room for Stefan to lay between them.
She could feel Damon becoming hard under the weight of her ass. She wiggled her hips, stimulating the cock above her as well as the cock below her. Damon dropped his head back to rest on the lip of the tub and closed his eyes.
Elena reached through the water and grasped Stefan's dick in one hand and Damon's in the other, jerking both brothers of simultaneously. She felt them expanding in her hands.
She adjusted Damon's dick so she could hold it buy the head and slid it between her legs. She let her body float up and then pressed it inside her as she floated back down. Damon grasped her hips, holding her there.
He pulled his dick all the way out and reached through her legs, rubbing the head over the lips of her labia, teasing it over the skin covering her clit but not applying enough pressure to be gratifying.
"Damon." Elena gave him a warning, opening her eyes and letting out a huff. She sat up and ground her hips down, trying to get him back inside her.
He pressed his hips up, just enough to push the head of his cock into her vaginal opening. She ground her hips again and he pulled out again.
"Damon!" She lifted her hands from Stefan's shoulders and slapped them back down, water splashing across their faces.
"Why are you hitting me?" Stefan joked from where he was hovering above her.
"Sorry." She smiled up at him.
She laid back down onto Damon's chest and moved her hands from Stefan's shoulders down to his cock and slid it into her, letting out a sigh of contentment. Sometimes Damon's teasing backfired, if he was going to make her wait, she had no problem moving to his brother for relief.
Damon moved his hands back to her knees and held them to her chest, opening her up wide for his brother. Stefan grasped the lip of the tub and drilled his hips into hers. Elena moved her hands to his chest, using her hands to brace herself as he pounded into her, quickly becoming very aware of the swollen, over stimulated tissue between her legs.
"Gently babe." She applied a little pressure to Stefan's chest, locking eyes.
"Sorry sweetie." He pecked her lips and moved his hands down to her sides, slowing his thrusts.
Elena slid her hands up around his throat and sucked along his neck, savoring his shallow, rhythmic thrusts. Stefan buried his head in Elena's chest, arching his body to penetrate her at a different angle, finally finding his release.
As their breathing slowed, Damon pressed Elena forward, pushing Stefan's back to the other side of the bath. He wound his arms around Elena's thighs and pulled them apart, Stefan's limp dick slipping from her body. Elena closed her eyes and tucked her head into the crook of Stefan's neck, just like he had done to her moments before.
Damon gripped her thighs and thrust into her, his erection becoming firmer with each movement. Damon attached his mouth to her shoulder, feeling the blood pulsating beneath her skin. It was as close as he allowed himself to get to her neck when in the throws of ecstasy.
He wanted to bite her but they had all agreed a long time ago that they didn't feed on Elena. It was too risky. So he rested his mouth there and listened to the rhythmic flow of the blood as it synchronized with the thrusting of his hips and with an extra deep thrust, Elena yelped into Stefan's neck. Trying to regain control, he pulled out of her and turned her around so that she was sitting in Stefan's lap.
Damon moved a hand to his dick and held it between his thumb and index finger, he rubbed the head on her clit, creating a steady rhythm. He thrust his two middle fingers into her vagina and moved them with the same cadence. Elena turned her head to the side and bit her lip, still splendidly sensitive from all of their earlier activities. She dug her fingers into the skin on Damon's shoulders and scrunched her eyes closed.
When he had her moaning and squirming on his hand, he eased his pinky into her anus. She let out a little yelp and opened her eyes to see Damon staring down at her.
"Is this okay?" Damon asked.
She nodded her head. She was unsure but willing to try.
"Relax." Stefan whispered in her ear, bringing his hands to her nipples and rolling them between his fingers.
Damon continued moving his hand and brushed his lips over hers, trying to lessen the trepidation of something new with the comfort of something old. Elena slid her hands up his shoulders and to the back of his neck, latching on to his lips and sucking them into her mouth.
She relaxed her muscles, enjoying the new sensations that were rippling through her body. The more she relaxed, the further Damon's fingers slid into her. He gently pulled them all out before easing them back in. She let out a little moan of approval and Damon sped up the pace of his hand.
It wasn't long before the muscles Elena had just worked so hard to relax were tightening and spasming around Damon's hand. When he saw her face start to contort with pleasure he removed his fingers and slid his dick from her clit into her vagina.
Damon laid his forehead on hers and came inside her with long, lazy strokes. Their breaths mingled as they both came down from their high, the endorphins each had released numbing their bodies. The water surrounding them started to cool.
When Elena opened her eyes, Stefan was standing next to the bath with one of Damon's fluffy white towels. He wrapped her in the towel and rubbed her arms, trying to warm her up. She leaned into his body, drowsy and sedated. He wrapped his arms around her and kissed her wet hair.
"Bed?"
"To sleep." She clarified, her body completely spent.
"Yes." Stefan laughed. "To sleep."