Stefan was at the stove cooking and Damon was leaning back against the counter with a cup of coffee when Elena came into the kitchen. She went right to Damon and nestled her head into his bare chest. He kissed the top of her head.

"Can I have money for lunch?" She said, smiling up at him as she ran her hands over his chest.

"Why do you need money for lunch?" He asked, furrowing his brow.

"I left my wallet at home." She cocked her head to the side and licked her lips.

They heard Stefan let out a low chuckle at the exchange. She always went to Damon when she wanted money because, well, he always gave it to her. He had already taken out a credit card in her name, which he encouraged her to use at will.

"Why are you cooking?" Elena asked, looking over at him.

"Because I want you eating more then coffee before school."

"Thanks, dad." She mumbled under her breath.

"You're calling me 'dad'?" He turned the stove off and slid eggs from the pan and on to a plate. "You just asked Damon for lunch money."

Elena rolled her eyes and turned her attention back to Damon. She was wearing white a shirt with a deep V-neck and Damon could tell that it was hiding the lace push up bra that drove him absolutely insane. He stared down at her cleavage, wanting nothing more then to eat the supple skin of her chest for breakfast.

She took his cup from his hand and put it on the counter. She started swaying their hips in unison. She gently brushed her lips against his before tilting her head to the other side and doing it again.

Damon slid his hands around her back and up her shirt, kneading the skin with his fingers. Elena leaned her body closer to his and intensified the pressure of her mouth. She rubbed her torso along him, smiling into his mouth when she felt him stiffen. She reached her hands under the waistband of his sweatpants.

"Hey." Damon pulled his head back, sliding his hands to her ass and pulling her hips to him. "Don't start anything you can't finish." Damon loved her in the morning when she was well rested and eager to please.

"Oh." She found his dick and pulled his from his pants. "I plan on finishing."

"Seriously, Elena." Stefan stopped what he was doing and turned towards them. "We can't be late… Again."

"Well, if you don't think there is enough time…" She unbuttoned her jeans and pushed them off her legs. "Then you don't have to participate."

Stefan turned back to the stove, fully intent on ignoring their childish behavior.

Elena braced her hands on the counter and lifted her ass to it, taking Damon by the hips and pulling him to stand between her legs. She took his cock in her hands and squeezed as she moved her hands in tandem from the base to the tip, watching as a little bead of moisture spilled from the head. She dipped a hand back into his pants and pulled his scrotum out, folding it in her fingers.

She looked up at Damon through her eyelashes and scooted her hips closer to the edge, aligning his cock so he was in the proper position to penetrate her. She tipped her hips from side to side, the swollen head of his cock teasing along her labia. She was literally jerking him around. He took her wrists in his hands and moved them to his shoulders.

Elena gripped Damon's shoulders and let out a moan as he forcefully thrust into her. She closed her eyes and Damon wrapped his arms around her to hold her in place as her body jerked with his movements. He kept his thrusts deep but slow, letting a burn build within her belly. He licked up one side of her neck and then the other, her lips parting to let out a sound of approval.

"Damon…" She moaned out. "… I… I can't…" She bit her frustration into her lip. "Fuck." She opened her eyes.

"You can't what baby?" Damon replied. He already knew what she wanted, but there was nothing compared to hearing her ask for it.

"I can't come like this." She replied with a huff, referring to their position.

Damon pulled out of her and lowered her back on to the cool marble of the counter. He pulled her hips closer to him so her ass was at the very edge. He adjusted her feet so they were resting on the counter.

"Last chance." He said, turning his head to Stefan. "I'm going to finish her."

Stefan shrugged, already packing their books into their school bags.

Damon gripped the prominent bones of her hip points and pressed back into her. Elena looked down her body and watched as Damon's massive dick slid in and out of her. She hooked a finger in the V-neck of her shirt and pulled it down, exposing her breast. She squeezed the whole mound in her hand before narrowing her hand and using her fingers to pinch her nipple.

She looked from where there bodies were connecting and over to Stefan, who was shifting back and forth on his feet, clearly regretting the firm stance he had taken on staying out of their encounter. She released her nipple and slid her hand down the length of her body, to the apex of her thighs.

She let her fingers dance around, collecting moisture, and then pressing her clit. She arched her body and pressed her pelvis closer to Damon. She increased the pressure of her fingers and started to rub the engorged nub.

Damon moved his hand to her breast and pinched her nipple. She came with an extra loud groan, knowing that Stefan was watching her every move. She opened her eyes wide to look across the room at him while she panted for breath.

Her legs started to tremor and she put her hands on her knees to stop them from falling as Damon continued to work towards his orgasm. He bent forward and kissed his way from her shoulder to her neck, running his tongue up her throat and to her mouth.

Elena took a handful of his hair and tugged his head to the side, maneuvering his ear to her mouth. She let the tip of her tongue dart out to dance around it before taking it into her mouth and sucking it intently. Damon grunted as he came, filling her with his seaman. She released his earlobe and made a trail of kisses down his throat.

When she reached his chest, she laid her head back down and smiled up at him. He took her hands in his and used them to pull her up. She giggled and kissed his lips as she slid from the counter and retrieved her pants from the floor.

"Done?" Stefan asked as she walked to him, trying to hide the fact that he was already half hard behind his messenger bag.

"Nope." Damon answered, reaching across the counter to grab his wallet. He took out a $100 bill and handed it to Elena, kissing her quickly before releasing her hand. "Have a good day!" He waved at them comically.

Elena rubbed her thighs together as she sat at her desk, listening to an AP American History lecture. She looked over at Stefan who was clearly having the same difficulty she was. She felt somewhat incomplete and unfinished when one of the brothers did not participate.

Deciding she couldn't take another minute of torment, she picked up her phone and told Stefan to meet her in the bathroom before getting up and exiting the room.

When he entered the girl's bathroom, she pulled him into the first stall, locking the door behind them. She wrapped her arms around his neck and sucked and nipped his lips.

Stefan pressed her back so she was flat against the stall. He used his hands to pull her shirt down, exposing both breasts. He disconnected their mouths and licked down her neck and to her nipple.

Elena gripped his hair and held him to her breast, while she used her free hand to pop the button on her pants. Stefan helped her shimmy them over her hips and to the floor.

She moved her hands to the waistband of his pants and reached inside, pulling his enormously erect penis out, the head was already distended and weeping as she jerked it in her hand.

"How long have you been hiding this for?" She whispered into his ear.

"About since you came through the door this morning." He replied, already grasping her sides and lifting her feet from the floor so she could wrap her legs around him. He thrust up into her, the force causing her head to hit the stall behind them with a thud. "Okay?" He mumbled, placing a hand behind her head to prevent it from happening again.

"God, yes." She grasped the hair in her hand and brought her lips back to his.

She forced her tongue into his mouth and he sucked it, mimicking what their lower bodies were doing. She groaned and opened her mouth wide, keeping it connected to Stefan's. Her chest rubbed against Stefan's, his cotton shirt chafing the tender skin of her nipples.

"Shhhh." Stefan whispered when her panting started to get loud.

"I'm close." She whined, trying to change the angle of her hips.

"I know." He whispered back.

He slid his hands from her sides down to her hips and held her firmly so she could arch her back, allowing him to change the angle of penetration. Elena stretched her hands up over her head to hold on to the top of the stall and bit into her lip.

She tipped her head to the ceiling and released her lip with a puff of air as she came. Stefan covered her open mouth with his, concerned about any noise that might come from it. He swallowed a grunt and a sigh of contentment.

She kept her legs locked around his body, letting her hands fall from the wall and wrap around his neck. He took her swollen lip between his teeth and bit into it as he found his release, spilling inside her until she overflowed, his own ejaculate leaking back out on to him.

"Oh God." She let her head rest back against the cool metal stall, trying to regulate her breath.

Stefan released her legs and held her steady as she stood. He tucked himself back into his pants and straitened his shirt. He smiled at Elena and she smirked back at him, keeping eye contact as she pulled her shirt back up over her breasts.

When she had her pants back on, she pulled her phone from her pocket.

"Who are you texting?" Stefan asked as he unlocked the door, doing his best not to sound like a jealous boyfriend as he led her out by the hand.

"Damon." She said without looking up.

"Need more money?"

"Don't be a jerk." She playfully punched him in the ribs. "I'm telling him to meet us at lunch. I need more." Elena said, her nipples already starting to pulsate in the confines of her bra. "More of both of you."

"Are you ovulating or something?" Stefan furrowed his brow and looked over at her.

"It's fruitless if I am…" Elena whispered through the empty hallway as they walked back to class.

When the lunch bell rang, Stefan wondered from English and Elena from physics to find Damon's car in the parking lot.

Stefan opened the door and gestured for Elena to get in first. Damon grasped her under the arms as she crawled across the bench seat and to his lap. He had his face in her cleavage before she could say as much as a 'hello'.

"Do you want to go somewhere?" He asked into her chest.

"No." Elena replied. "Right here."

She pulled her shirt down and grasped him by the scruff of the neck, directing him to her nipple. She groaned and let her head drop back and her thighs part when he took the erect flesh into his mouth and suckled.

Stefan slid across the seat until his hip was touching his brothers. He pulled the other side of her shirt down and watched as her breast fell out in front of him. He used one hand to cup the back of her head and pull their lips together and the other to roll her nipple.

Elena felt wetness seeping from her body and clinging to the fabric of her underwear. She was simultaneously rubbing herself against the seam of her jeans and the hard cylinder of Damon's erection. Little whimpers started to gurgle up her throat and she turned her lips away from Stefan's, unable to concentrate on anything other then the bubble building inside her.

"Uuhhh." She breathed out, both brothers recognizing the sound.

"Holy shit." Stefan said through the air of the car.

"I know." Damon concurred, his mouth barely leaving her chest before she was pulling it back.

"She's already coming."

Elena let out a groan and arched her back, trying to get more of her chest stimulated. Her hands gripped into fists, twisting the fabric of Damon's shirt in them. She ground her hips down on to his pelvis and came instantaneously with a whine. Both brothers were watching her when she finally opened her eyes, her damp, engorged nipples still hanging from her top.

"What?" She asked innocently.

"Have you been stepping out on us?" Damon joked.

"Yes, I lay awake at night thinking about how I'm desperate for a THIRD sexual partner." Elena narrowed her eyes.

"When did you start coming just from nipple stimulation?"

"Today." She shrugged, starting to work Damon's pants open. "I guess."

She giggled when he turned their bodies and pushed her down on to the leather seat, her head falling into Stefan's lap. He licked a trail from her sternum to her chin and then used both hands to hold her head as their lips slid together.

"Can you just start wearing exclusively skirts and dresses?" Damon murmured as he slid her pants down her legs, becoming flustered when they clung to her legs.

"Are you serious?" Elena lifted her head from Stefan's lap to look down her body. "If I didn't make it a least a LITTLE hard, one of you would constantly have a dick in me."

"Probably." Stefan said, growling playfully and pushing her head back down with his mouth.

When he had successfully removed her pants, Damon separated her thighs and started kissing up the inside of her leg. He paused to draw a circle with his tongue at her knee. She moaned into Stefan's mouth.

She turned her head away from Stefan's lips and unbuttoned his jeans, reaching inside to find his dick. She held it in her hand and ran her thumb over the skin, the wrinkles disappearing with each movement of her hand.

Damon was still kissing and licking up her thighs as he watched her bring his brother's cock into her mouth. She sucked lightly on the fleshy part of the head.

Damon unbuckled his pants from where he was hovering above her body.

Elena turned her body towards Stefan, on to her side, so she could get more of his dick in her mouth. Damon pressed her top knee off the other and to her chest. He looked at the glistening on her thighs as they slid apart.

"You're so fucking wet." He whispered over her while he jerked his cock with his hand. He leaned down and licked from her knee to her groin, letting the juices dissolve on his tongue. He nestled his face between her legs and used the tip of his tongue to trace the length of her puffy labia before digging his face into her pussy.

Elena moaned and pulled her mouth from Stefan, long enough to breath out, "Damon… Please." He took his erection in his hand and prodded around with the head, letting it collect moisture from her thighs to lubricate. He braced his weight on his hands as he pushed into her.

They both groaned. Elena sent vibrations from her mouth and to Stefan's loins. He combed his fingers through her hair, being extra gentle with her in this less then optimal position. The harder his dick got, the more it curved up towards his stomach, making it harder to keep in her mouth.

Damon kissed up her arm as he thrust into her tight body. He watched her trying to keep Stefan satisfied while he rammed himself into her. He logically knew that dealing with both of them simultaneously was not easy on her and they tried to make certain times just about her, like when she had been writhing in his lap moments ago, but he wondered if it would ever be enough.

Damon pulled his cock out and sat back, letting Stefan pull her on to his lap. She smiled gleefully at Stefan and wrapped her arms around his neck to brush their noses together as she sunk down on to his dick.

Elena turned her head to rest on Stefan's shoulder and saw Damon sitting next to them, with his cock in his hand. She reached out her hand out take it but he grasped her hand, interlacing their fingers and kissing her knuckles, an unspoken understanding passing between them.

She gazed over at him with hooded, heavy eyes as Stefan continued to thrust himself to completion. He moved both hands to her lower back and held her still. Elena used her fingertips to comb the hair on the back of Stefan's head. She lifted her head from his shoulder and kissed his lips, telling him that she loved him, something they didn't say enough… Even when they disagreed, fought, and got snippy with each other, questioning their decisions, they never stopped loving each other.

"I love you too, baby." He murmured back to her, using his hands to frame her face as he stilled his hips. Her lips were swollen and red and beads of perspiration were starting to gather at her hairline. He tucked the hair that was clinging to her face behind her ears.

She used Damon's hand as leverage to pull herself from Stefan lap, his firm cock sliding out of her body. She crawled across the seat until her head was hovering above Damon's glistening erection. She used her hand to move her hair to one side of her head and lowered her mouth down.

Damon reached out and held her hair for her so she could move her hand to the base of his cock. She lowered her head down, taking the full length in her mouth and swallowing around him. She knew it wouldn't take long for him to finish after everything they had already done, so she skipped over the gentle foreplay and went right for the gold.

Stefan watched as Elena sucked his brother. He slid a hand along her spinal column, letting her know what he was about to do. He gripped his dick in his hand and moved to his knees, holding her hips as he thrust back into her.

Elena let her back drop and whimpered around Damon's cock, squeezing her eyes closed. Sometimes she was so focused on the brother's pleasure that she neglected to or was unable to enjoy her own properly.

"It's okay." Stefan bent his body over hers to encourage her. "Let go."

She moaned in understanding, her muscles tensing rhythmically. She pulled her head back and let Damon's dick slip out of her mouth. She bit her lip as she started to tremor. Stefan wrapped his arms around her torso and rolled her nipple between his fingers.

Damon cupped her face in his hands and watched her face contort as the ripples of pleasure flowed through her. Her toes curled into an uncomfortable cramp and tension overflowed from her body and down Stefan's legs.

Stefan straitened his body and dug his fingers into the creamy skin of her thighs, the smooth walls of her vagina spasming around him. The fluids from her orgasm created delicious friction as he thrust to his release. He let go of her hips as he spilled into her.

Elena lowered her lips back over Damon's cock and used it to trace her lips. She sucked casually around the head, letting her lips slurp over it. She moved her head back down until his dick hit the back of her throat and then pulled back up. She repeated the action until Damon let his head rest back on his seat and gripped the skin of her upper arm, alerting her to his impending orgasm.

Elena pulled her head back and watched as he came, his seaman staining his black t-shirt. She sat back on her heels and let out a long exhale. She pulled her shirt back up over her breasts, wordlessly telling them she was over stimulated and exhausted. She looked down at the neckline of her shirt, which had suffered irreparable damage from the excessive stretching that day.

Damon pulled her down to cradle in his arms. "Please actually buy and eat something with the lunch money I gave you." He said, looking down at her flushed face with a furrowed brow.

She nodded. She tried not to her her fatigue show, but they saw right through her. She looked up at Damon as she moved her hips to assist Stefan in getting her panties back on.

"Promise?" Damon let his face drop to hers and kissed her nose, running his hand soothingly along her arm.

"I promise." She replied.

When everyone was redressed, Stefan opened the door and took Elena's right hand as he stepped from the car. Damon, who was still holding on to her left, watched as her hand slipped from his.

"Stefan." He said after Elena was standing in the parking lot. "Make sure she gets lunch."

"Will do, brother." He replied, pushing the door shut.

Damon watched as they walked across the grass and to the school building. Stefan had his arm around Elena's waist and she had her head leaning against him. He saw her pull her head back to look at him and laugh, clearly amused by their conversation. He silently wished that Elena would be as happy as she looked at that moment for the rest of her life.