"You're here early." Stefan said when Elena walked into the kitchen one morning before school.
"Where is Damon?"
"It sounds like he's still in the shower." He answered, sipping his coffee. "Why?"

Elena took his coffee cup and placed it on the counter. She took his hand and led him up the stairs and into Damon's bathroom, where he was all lathered up. He turned in the shower and raised his eyebrows when he saw them come into the bathroom. Elena started stripping out of her clothes and signaled for Stefan to do the same.

She opened the glass door and stepped into he steam of the shower, without waiting for Stefan, who was still fumbling with his belt. Damon opened his arms and she walked right into them, grabbing his face and planting her lips on his. Damon grabbed her ass and pulled her body flush against him. He was happy that she was being so assertive after she had seemed a little timid with him the first time they had all been together.

Stefan got into the shower stall and ran his fingertips the length of Elena's back, letting them dip into each curve of her spine. When his hand reached her tailbone, he let it continue all the way over her ass and between her legs. He gently brushed his fingers across the outer lips of her vagina as he bent down to kiss along her shoulder.

Damon bit and sucked along her lips as he brought his hands to her breasts. He pressed her body weight back into Stefan's chest and groped the flesh of both breasts with his hands. He worked his way to each nipple and rolled them between his fingers. Elena turned her face away from Damon's to breath, feeling short of breath in the dense steam. Her mouth dropped open and she groaned. Damon kissed over her chin and down her throat, kissing around her breast before suckling a nipple.

"A little wider, baby." Stefan whispered in her ear and she felt his knee nudging her legs apart. Elena repositioned her legs and gripped Damon's shoulders, knowing that between all of the mouths and fingers that were on her, something big was about to happen. She let her head rest back on Stefan's shoulder and bit her lip so stifle some of the noises that she was making.

Stefan used his index and middle fingers to tease the engorged flesh of her clit before pushing them up into her. He gently pulsated them in the fleshy membranes of her body before pulling them out and pressing them firmly into her clit. When she started to move her hips, he pushed them back up inside her body, separating them and then sealing them together as he worked them in and out. Elena's breathing rate sped up as she tried to get as much air as she could in through her nose, keeping her mouth closed and quiet.

"No." Damon let her nipple slip from his mouth and put his thumb on her chin. She looked up at him with doe eyes, already concerned she had done something wrong. "Don't bite your lip." He used his thumb to pull her lip from between her teeth. "Don't hold back. Get loud." He took her face between his hands. "Okay?"

Elena nodded, her lips swollen and parted. She was struggling to stay standing on her wobbly legs. She shifted her weight from side to side, still holding on to Damon while pressing her hips back into Stefan.

Stefan used the pause to wrap his arm around her waist and rub her clit from the front. Before she realized it was happening, he switched out his fingers for his cock and was thrusting up into her.

Elena used one hand to grip the hair on Damon head, which was back at her breast and the other to reach between them and touch his dick. Everything between her and Damon was still very new and her touch started off more exploratory, running her fingers along his shaft, and moved to sensual, gripping it in her hand jerking it.

Stefan was still penetrating her from behind, but the angle was awkward and between the lubrication from her body and the water from the shower, her kept slipping out. Knowing that this position would not be productive for either one of them he pulled out and took her hands, which were on Damon chest and wrapped them around Damon's neck. Damon straitened his body and let her hang from him, running his hands the length of her back.

Stefan gripped her hips and slowly walked her feet back until her back had a prominent slope. He teased the head of his cock along her vagina, not applying enough pressure to push more then the tip in. Elena pressed her hips back with a grunt of frustration and he dug his fingers into her skin as he pushed back up into her, quickly working up to a rhythm of deep thrusts.

She let out a groan and bit her lip without thinking. Damon moved on of his hands from her back and to her forehead. He gently pushed it off his chest so she was looking up at him. "I said no." He looked down at her. She released the lip and Damon took it between his own teeth giving it a painful tug. The next moan that came out was loud and she didn't bite her lip. Stefan had his fingers back on her clit and he was rubbing it in time with his thrusts. She buried her head in Damon's chest as she started to shiver and shake. Her muscles tightened and her thighs pulled together as she came, her little whines echoing through the shower stall.

"Good job." Damon said, leaning down to kiss her head when he heard the noises of her orgasm.

Stefan didn't slow his hips, he was too close to the edge himself. He leaned over her body to kiss and nip her back, as he gripped her hips and pounded into her convulsing body. He felt his scrotum tighten, the skin in his groin becoming impossibly tight, before releasing in several thick streams. He kept his pulsating penis in her body for as long as he could, knowing that Damon would be pulling her away soon enough. When he felt himself getting flaccid, he released the grip he had on her hips and pulled out of her body.

Elena straitened her body and turned to have a moment of post coddle bliss with Stefan. She wrapped her arms around his neck and he used the flat of his hands to wipe the wet hair off her face. He nipped at her lips and told her how much he loved her and how beautiful she was. Just like he always did.

It wasn't long before she felt Damon behind her. She turned back to him and he lifted her from the floor. She clung to his body as he pressed her back against the wall. She had a moment of panic. The last (and only) time they had been together, she had pretty much been in Stefan's lap and now she could barely even see where Stefan was. "I…" She didn't know what to say without sounding childish in her moment of panic. "Wait."

"What?" Damon mumbled.
"I want Stefan closer." She said in her tiny voice.
"Okay." He kissed her. "That's okay. It's going to take us a while to warm up to each other."

Stefan stepped out of the stream of water and went over to the wall where they were. He put a hand on her face and put his mouth next to her ear.

"Do you want to stop?" He asked quietly, she had promised multiple times that she would tell both of them if she ever got uncomfortable.
"No." She shook her head. "I just want you here."

Stefan leaned into the wall and used the hand on her face to bring their mouths together, trying to calm her back to a baseline so she could relax and enjoy the rest of their morning. He moved his body so he was between Elena and the wall, her back pressed into his chest. She tipped her head back to his shoulder and he kissed up the side of her neck.

Damon took a mouthful of her shoulder as he gripped her waist. She could feel the burn of her tender skin stretching as he pushed into her. Her thighs tightened around him and she subconsciously tried to push herself further into Stefan to lessen the discomfort. She slid her arms from his neck to his chest and held herself up. Her lip started to tremor.

"Breathe." Stefan whispered as he held her head and ran his fingertips along her thigh. He brought his mouth to hers and suckled her bottom lip, catching a little whimper in his mouth when Damon started to move his hips. "Damon." He stopped him. "Slowly." Damon put a finger under her chin and turned her face towards his. She looked up at him through her dewy lashes.

"Elena." He said sternly. "You tell me. Stefan is not going to be a go between. You need to be able to tell me if something is wrong or this isn't going to work."

She nodded. She could still feel the comfort of Stefan hand on her thigh but she tried to focus on Damon as she relaxed her muscles and slowly slid down and took more of his cock into her tight body. She wrapped her arms back around his neck and sealed her mouth on his.

Damon pulled all of the way out and gently pushed back in. He kept his thrusts slow and shallow while her petite body tried to accommodate his girth. He kept his mouth on hers; letting their tongues fight for dominance and their lips push and pull with a rhythm similar to their lower bodies.

Stefan reached around her body and to her breasts, taking both in his hands and massaging them. He rolled her nipples between his fingers.

Elena's mouth stopped moving and her lips rested on Damon's, as her moans got louder in the confined space. She dug her heels into Damon's lower back, wordlessly encouraging him to fill her completely, the pleasure of the brother's hands and mouths finally cancelling out the discomfort of his size.

Elena arched her back and tipped her chin to the ceiling, her lips parting, straining to get closer to her orgasm. Stefan watched her face as he slid a hand between her and his brother and pressed his fingers into her clit. She grunted and her body jolted, her head hitting the tile wall as she came all over his hand.

"Sorry, baby." Stefan cringed but chuckled as he put a hand behind her head so she didn't hit it again. She turned her head to look at him. Her pupils were dilated and her eyelids heavy as she gave him a lazy smile, before letting her eyes close.

Damon buried his face in her neck, his lips rest against a pulsating artery. His fingertips dug into her ass as his movements started to become frantic. Elena leaned forward and bit into his shoulder, successfully pushing him over the edge. She clung to him as he came into her body, which was so full, the fluid of his release seeped back out of her and down on to his thighs.

Elena gripped the hair on the Damon's head and pulled it until his mouth met hers. She kissed him slowly and listlessly. He let her legs slip from his hands and lowered her feet to the floor. He ran his hands up and down her arms.

"You kids should probably get to school." Damon said as he stepped back under the showerhead, leaving Elena and Stefan standing at the wall.

Stefan squeezed Elena's hand and stepped out of the shower. Elena moved closer to Damon and took his hand in hers. She looked into his eyes as she interlaced their fingers. "Goodbye, Damon." She kissed his hand before letting it go and opening the shower door.