"Hello." Damon said when he saw Elena come through the front door. "What are you doing here so late?"
"I snuck out." She crossed the Salvatore living room, letting her coat and scarf fall to the floor on the way.
"You snuck out?" Damon reiterated, slightly surprised at her delinquent behavior.

Elena didn't answer. Instead she climbed up on to the chaise lounge he was perched on and snuggled into his chest, the heat from the fireplace quickly quelling the bone cold chill of the winter night.

"You're upset." He mumbled into her hair as he held her tightly to his chest. "Do you want to tell me about it?"

Elena shook her head and buried her face in his shirt. Recently, she had been showing up at all hours of the night, seeking succor from one or both brothers, but she wouldn't tell either of them what was really bothering her. She slid her hands down his chest and to his crotch, cupping his penis through his jeans. The weight of her body resting on his and the cirrus sent of her shampoo already had him growing hard and she was clearly trying to capitalize.

"Baby." Damon gripped her hand and removed it from his pants. "Talk to me."

Elena sighed and pushed herself up off his chest. She turned to go upstairs.

"Elena. You can't keep doing this." He said, referring to her switching brothers in favor of conflict resolution. "Elena!" He watched her back as she walked away.

Damon heard her go up to the attic and walk across the room. He heard her and Stefan talking in hushed tones and then he heard her descend the stairs and slam his bedroom door. By the time he went up, she was already cuddled in his duvet. He stripped out of his clothing and slid under the covers. He nestled up behind her and wrapped his arm over her bare frame.

Elena turned in his arms and nipped along his lip, coaxing his mouth open to play with hers. She tried to reach her hand between their bodies but Damon intercepted it and placed it on his shoulder. He pulled his head back and cocked an eyebrow.

"What?" Elena let out a long breath and rested her head on her pillow.
"I want you to talk to me." He combed his fingers through her hair and tucked it behind her ear.
"Look Damon, if you don't want to have sex, that's fine… But if I wanted to talk, I would have stayed in Stefan's room." She rolled so her back was to him. "Let's just go to sleep."

When Damon woke the next morning, he felt Elena's warm body nestled behind his and her hand wrapped around his dick. She used her thumb and index finger to make a ring at the base and squeezed it all the way to the tip, cupping the head in the warmth of her hand. She already had him massively erect, a steady stream of watery pre ejaculate seeping from the tip.

"What are you doing?" Damon mumbled out.
"Why?" She put her mouth next to his ear. "Do you want me to stop?"

Damon grunted, his hips instinctively pressing into her hand.

"Because it doesn't seem like you do." She nipped along his ear, while she used her hand to cup his scrotum, fondling it with her fingers and then taking her thumb and pressing it into the little patch of skin on the underside. His body jerked.

Damon swatted her hands away and pinned her the bed. He held her hands on either side of her head and thrust up into her. Elena smiled up towards the ceiling. She finally was getting exactly what she wanted, to get fucked until she didn't have to think. She had Damon close to coming in her hand, so she knew it would take long before he was exploding inside her. He grunted into her neck as he made long, deep strokes.

"I thought I heard the familiar sounds of your two bickering in the morning." Stefan came through the doorway.

He stood at the side of the bed and pushed his underwear down his hips. He took his penis in his hand and stroked along the shaft, stopping every few rounds to pulsate his hand on the fleshy ridge, working to get it harder then it already was.

Elena looked over at him, his erection growing in his hand. Even though Damon was thick and throbbing inside her, it wasn't enough. She wiggled her hands out of Damon's and put them on his chest, pushing him off her body. She crawled to the edge of the bed and looked up at Stefan. She held her hair to one side of her head and lowered her mouth to his cock.

Stefan kept it gripped in his hand as she suckled the head. She lowered her mouth all the way to his hand and swallowed around him before sucking all the way back to the tip. She let him slip from her mouth and kissed up his chest. She stood on her knees at the edge of the bed and wrapped her arms around his neck while she nipped and sucked his lips.

"Are you going to be nicer to me then you were last night?" She pouted her lip out.
"If I can recall correctly YOU were the one who stomped out of MY room last night." She narrowed her eyes. She was used to having them both worship at her alter and didn't react kindly when challenged. "That face isn't going to work on me. I know you too well." She heard Damon chuckle behind her. "Why don't you just slow down for a minute?" He hugged her to him and kissed her neck.

Elena let out a little huff and turned back to Damon, crawling across the bed to him. She tried to climb on to his lap, but he held her at an arms length, maneuvering her body so she was on her side and Stefan could settle behind her.

"I wanted to be on top." She wined.
"No." Damon said back. "Don't be a brat."
"Damon…"
"Seriously." She heard Stefan behind her. "It's not cute. Stop." He wrapped his arms around her torso and held her hands to her chest, holding her in place.

Damon hooked an arm under her leg and placed her knee on his hip, opening her thighs for him. He gripped his dick, which was still slick from when it had been inside her just moments before, and slid back into her body. He held her side and firmly thrust up into her.

Elena closed her eyes and moaned. She arched her back, moving what she could of her body, and dug her heel into the small of Damon's back, trying to get more of his dick in her. He pushed all the way inside her and then slowly pulsed his hips. His pubic bone rubbed into her clit with each movement. She was so wet, she could feel fluid leaking from her body and down her thighs.

"Stefan." She was quickly getting flustered and trying to work her arms out of his hold. "Stefan!" She tuned her head; frustrated with the submissive position they had put her in.

Stefan covered her mouth with his and slowly kissed her, pausing to suckle her lip before letting it go. He moved his arms so he was only holding her hands.

"If I let you go, are you going to be calm?"
"Yes." She tried to pull her hand away.
"Ah." He held them firmly.
"Yes…" She nodded and laid her head back on the pillow.

When Stefan released her hands, she reached forward for Damon and kissed along his shoulder. Damon gripped her side and rolled his hips, penetrating her slowly at an angle, earning a breathy moan when he hit an extra tender angle.

"That feels so good…" Elena stated to no one in particular, her eyes sealed closed to enjoy the sensations rippling through her body.

Damon repeated the action, rolling his hips again. Elena gripped his upper arm and let out a long breath. It was rare that their sexual encounters were not rushed and frantic and it felt nice to take it slow, even if it was just for a moment. She gently combed her fingers through the hair on the back of his head and held their faces closely together.

Stefan leaned forward and kissed up her back and to her neck, using his fingers to brush her hair back when he got there. He rubbed his erection into her lower back, trying to find some relief while he waited for his brother to finish what he was doing. When he found himself still painfully engorged, he took his penis in his hand and jerked it slowly, enough to keep him hard but not enough to make him come prematurely.

Damon nipped her lips before he pulled out of her body. Elena, who immediately felt frustrated and empty, pressed her hips back into Stefan. She yelped when he thrust up into her, tightening the grip she had on Damon's arm.

Damon moved his mouth to her breasts, licking and sucking the swollen flesh. He massaged the mounds in his hands while he suckled a nipple.

Elena slid her hands between their bodies and took hold of Damon's dick. She wrapped her hand around the base and used her thumb to apply pressure to the vein on the underside. She brought her hand all the way up to the tip, pressing firmly the entire way.

Damon's mouth released her nipple with a moan and his hand went back to her hip. He felt Elena bring his penis between her legs and use the tip to rub up against her clit. He heard her breath hitch and he brought his mouth back to hers. He kissed and sucked along her lips even though her mouth didn't respond, too focused on what was building between her legs.

Stefan was still thrusting up into her in long, deep movements when he felt her start to gyrate on Damon's dick. He slowed his hips and pulled partially out of her before pushing back in, building a shallow rhythm that was steady enough for her to orgasm. He reached around her and teased her nipple pinching, pulling, and rolling it between his fingers.

Elena's mouth opened wide against Damon's and a warm gush of fluid spilled from her body as she convulsed between them. She let Stefan's cock slip from her body and pushed herself down on to Damon's. Once he was fully enveloped in her body, she brought her hand to his shoulder and her mouth to his ear.

"I need more…" She breathed out even though she was still shivering from her orgasm.

Stefan looked over her shoulder at Damon and cocked an eyebrow, but they both knew that neither one of them could deny her, so Stefan hooked an arm under her knee and held it to the side, opening her body wider for his brother.

Elena reached her head behind her and gripped the hair on Stefan's head in an effort to get his mouth to hers. When their lips finally touched, she opened her mouth to receive his.

The movement from Damon's thrusts jerked Elena's body along Stefan's, his erection painfully stiff and pinned between his stomach and her back. Her pelvis moved rhythmically against his penis as she pressed it back into him.

Elena was already close to coming again, little breathy moans coming out of her mouth and going right into Stefan's. Damon sped up the cadence of his hips and Elena's grip tightened in Stefan's hair. Her mouth bit harder on his lip and before he had time to warn her, he was coming, shooting thick, warm streams of fluid up her back.

Stefan released her knee and moved his hand between her legs. He pressed his fingers into her clit and rubbed firmly. She arched her back, straining to get closer to his fingers. Her thighs trembled as she tried to squeeze them together, her overexerted muscles releasing all at once, a calm sedation washing over her body. She let her head relax onto a pillow and closed her eyes, a few stray post orgasmic tears spilled from the corners of her eyes. She did her best not to wipe her face, not wanting the boys to know anything was wrong.

Damon gripped her hip and rested his forehead on hers. He slowed his movements one last time, savoring the bliss of being inside her, before he allowed himself to pump into her until he was coming, his legs jerking restlessly. He felt Elena's heart beating as he held her to his chest.

The three of them laid sandwiched together, a pile row of sweaty limbs.

"I'm sorry." Stefan chuckled when everyone's breathing rates had regulated.
"It's fine." Elena signed out. "When there are this many people involved, the body fluids don't always end up where they are supposed to." He kissed her temple.

"Why are you crying?" Damon asked when he opened his eyes, his nose resting just inches from Elena's on the pillow."I'm just tired." She wiped her tears moved to get up. "I'm going to shower." She crawled off the edge of the bed and retreated to the bathroom.

"What are we going to do about that?" Damon asked once he heard the water running.
"No idea." Stefan answered as he folded his arms under his head.