A/N: (CAUTION: Hot chapter :o ;]) Why is Damon so obsessed with doorframes, I hear you ask? Gathered what the ironic nature to the 'doorframe' reference in our username is all about yet? And p.s. thanks for your awesomely posistive reviews last chapter - we do try. ^^ Care to toss us a review? (;

Chapter Fourteen: Doorframes Hate Stefan.

When they heard her, Stefan tried to get up to be quicker than Damon, but Damon saw that and pushed him back before running for the door. Stefan, however, retreated quickly, and when Damon was at the door, he lounged himself at the older brother. They both fell to the floor in the hallway. Damon pushed his brother off of him and was up on his feet the next second. The situation repeated about 5 times before they actually made it upstairs way after Elena. When they were right in front of Damon's bedroom door, he pounced onto Stefan who was in front of him, making him fall down. The sudden weight on Stefan's back made him reach out his hands to grab onto something. He grabbed onto the doorframe, but his hand slid down, scratching it by a mistake. He went pale. Bad move. The next thing he heard was Damon scream filled with sheer horror. Oopsies.

"I'll... I'll get you a new doorframe?" He suggested quietly.

Elena smiled to herself, pushing herself quickly upwards and into Damon's room. She shut the door tightly behind her and made herself comfortable on his rather large bed. She knew at their speed they would be up there in the next second or so. But when they weren't she wondered what an earth was wrong. And then she heard their laughing and scuffling of clothing outside. Fighting and tackling each other, well.. Of course. They'd both want to be up here first. It made Elena feel great, to be wanted this much. After a minute or so, Elena wandered into Damon's en suite and checked her hair and makeup before running back into the room, seeing then barge through the door like a couple of looneys. Elena had seen the action Stefan had made and she knew the only thing that would calm him down and keep Damon from ripping him to shreds. She crossed the room and pulled him into a passionate embrace. After a few long seconds, she looked at Damon and smiled softly.

"It's okay, darling.. It's fine.. Stay calm," she soothed.

Stefan got out from under Damon and was backing away, was sliding away, since he was sitting on the wooden floor. Damon's face was red, and even though Elena did help calm him down, frustrating was clear on his face.

"But..! But..! "He stuttered some words out, and he was still red, while Stefan just stared. He looked at the doorframe, then back at Damon, who spoke again. "HE SCRATCHED MY DOORFRAME! AGAIN!" He was raging; never the less, Stefan made the mistake of replying to him.

"Well, you ripped my doorframe of my doorframe, and broke it into pieces." He said quietly.

Yeah, he noticed the pieces of his doorframe laying about the house. Damon face changed a colour, but Stefan couldn't describe what it looked like. He then shut his eyes, before inhaling deeply to calm himself down.

Elena frowned at Damon and then at Stefan. She took Damon's hands in hers and stroked her thumb across top of them, she was determined to calm him down if it was the last thing that she would do, and she'd do it. She inhaled deeply before looking into his scorching blue eyes and speaking.

"Damon, I'm sure Stefan didn't mean to do it.. I know he didn't.. And Stefan's right you know. You did rip his off love," one of her hands left his and cupped his cheek, she frowned "Look, It's been a real long, tiring and really trying day and I think we all just need some rest."

She looked to Stefan and then smiled before turning back to Damon. Her fingers caressed his face and hand as she looked at him with adoring eyes.

"I think maybe It's best if we all don't share a bed tonight.. I don't want you killing each other when I'm not looking," she laughed, despite herself then looked to Damon planting a single kiss on his lips.

Damon did calm down eventually. And Stefan could sigh a sigh of relief. He climbed up to sit on the edge of the bed, before taking his shoes off.

"Well, I'm not letting you sleep with him alone, and I don't think he will let me sleep alone with me."

Damon was up till now, looking at Elena, now he looked at Stefan.

"Not a chance."

Stefan rolled his eyes. "See."

Damon kissed Elena before walking into the room, kicking off his shoes, and taking off his shirt. Stefan watched in horror.

"You're not sleeping shirtless, are you?"

Damon looked at him, raising his eyebrow, with a smirk. "Grow up, Stefan. A few nights and you'll be begging to touch these abs."

Stefan pulled a face. "You're disgusting."

Damon shrugged, before pulling his trousers down, which left him with his boxers on only. "At least I'm not a virgin. Elena.." He said then, averting his eyes to the woman he loved. They both loved. He gestured to the bed with a smile.

Elena sighed with utter relief the moment Stefan did and flashed him a quick, easy smile. Stefan was so adorable sometimes, and Damon, well... He was just amazingly attractive. Hmm. Tonight was either going to be very fun, or real annoying. After hearing a few seconds of their conversation, Elena had to smile. Brothers would be brothers. Elena's lips moved with Damon's smoothly; damn, he was one of the best kissers in the world... And after she was called in, she followed them. The first place Elena looked was Damon's bed. She swallowed hard, trying to stop her heart from beating so fast. Elena had them BOTH in the same bed? This HAD to be a dream. But it really wasn't... Elena's shoes were already off and she had no trouble with her jeans either. She thought for a moment then frowned, climbing onto the bed in between them both and kneeling in front of them. She tugged at the fabric of her shirt and pouted.

"Shirt on... Or shirt of..? Such a tempting choice.. What do you think boys?" she murmured, hoping to stop their bickering, at least for a few minutes.

Both boys averted their eyes to look at Elena now. Stefan looked.. Well, Stefan-ish, which just meant he looked uneasy, kind of shy to talk about this stuff, while Damon, well he looked... Damon-ish. With his smirk, and the eyebrow raised ever so slightly.

"It's up to you, love." Stefan said which gained him a roll of Damon's eyes.

"Oh, stop being such a saint. Have you even seen her body? Believe me, you want to. I vote for shirt off." He raised his hand, like a student in high school and flashed Elena a cheeky grin.

Well, this was going to be fun. For him, anyway. Out of the corner of his eyes, he saw Stefan taking off his shirt slowly and reluctantly. This just added to his amusement.

Elena might as well kick off this three way relationship with a bang, she knew both brothers wanted her.. Perhaps as much as the other and truth be told, she wanted them too. Elena's fingers still gripped onto the bottom of her shirt, lingering at the fabric. Elena couldn't help but smile at Stefan's always-giving attitude, but her eyes met Damon's and despite herself, she blushed. She'd always wanted to do this, be like this with both of them... So, with a small grin, Elena slowly unbuttoned her shirt, her eyes focused upon the brothers the whole time. Elena caught Stefan stripping off in the corner of her eye. She bit down onto her lip and turned back to Damon. Her hand ran up his chest as she spoke to him.

"So impatient.. As always," she smirked.

Damon smirked. "You never complained."

He took her hands away, and unbuttoned the last few buttons for her, before taking the shirt off and throwing it to the floor, all the while having his eyes locked on Elena. Stefan seemed to be fighting with himself. He was shirtless, but with his jeans still on.

"Hey, Virgin Mary, if I see something I haven't seen before I'll throw a dollar at it." Stefan shot him a death glare, before getting up and as reluctantly and slowly as he took his shirt off, he pulled the trousers down, meanwhile Damon decided to keep himself entertained by pressing his lips to Elena's neck.

Elena couldn't help but allow her smirk to widen a degree or two before replying.

"Mhmm.. I didn't say I didn't like it, I merely commented on it," she murmured, her eyes watching Damon almost tear off her shirt.

Tonight was going to be very, very fun. Elena stole a quick glance at Stefan, he'd feel at home soon enough. Maybe Elena should... Should.. Shoul- Damon was kissing her neck, and oh it felt amazing. Her knees fell either side of his thighs and Elena arched her neck, giving him easier access. Her hand ran gently into his rich locks as she kept his head there, she loved it when Damon kissed her.

When Stefan was done, he climbed onto the bed, of course, looking as uneasy and uncomfortable as he could. He would have to get used to it. And he will eventually. Ooh, let's see what could help him relax... Damon was in deep thought, as he continued to plant kisses and little bites on Elena's neck. Alcohol! That was it. He moved his lips up her jaw line, then up to her ear, before whispering.

"Alcohol.. for Stefan. Be right back." He smirked, and pulled away before disappearing out of the room .

Once Damon was gone, Stefan decided to make his move. He smiled slightly, before leaning in and kissing Elena softly. Downstairs Damon grabbed about 5 bottles. 2 bottles of scotch, 2 bottles of whiskey and one bottle of pure vodka. He was back pretty quickly.

Elena knew it wasn't really fair on Stefan as he couldn't help but watch Damon kissing the girl that was supposed to be his and his only. But this was a compromise that not only the two brothers had to deal with, but also something they had chosen! That was the truly unbelievable thing. But, when she kissed Stefan, Damon would have to sit there, watch and not attempt to rip his younger brother's head off. Elena couldn't help but moan quietly as she felt his hot kisses mixed with a soft nibble or two of the skin there. A moment or two later, his lips were at her ear. She smiled slightly to him and nodded as she watched him walk out of the room. She could've sworn not even a second had passed and Stefan had pulled her under him; she wasn't complaining though. They were in a full-blown make-out when Damon returned. Honestly, Elena hardly noticed.

"Tut-tut. Leave you two alone for a second." He rolled his eyes and put the bottles down on the bedside table.

All four, except for the scotch one. He opened it and drank about one quarter of the bottle, before setting it back onto the table and getting onto the bed.

"But I can manage myself alright." He leaned against the headboards, and let his hand slide down into his boxers.

He didn't stop even when Stefan seemed to flinch, for he was now letting his lips plant kisses on Elena's neck, which meant he opened his eyes for a second. Well, too bad for him. Damon grabbed his member, and began his own fun. Of course, all the while watching the other two. What else was he to stare at? The ceiling? Well, there was always the doorframe, but .. Elena was more of a turn on.

Elena's lips were moving fast against Stefan's, but that still didn't stop Elena from answering Damon's snide comment.

"You leave the room.. You lose," she teased, giggling slightly as her tongue trailed over Stefan's top and bottom lip.

Stefan grunted quietly against her lips and grinded himself against her sensitive centre. Elena shuddered and shifted her hands down his sides and rested them on his hips. Elena noticed slight hesitation within Stefan's eyes and glanced over to Damon, she bit her lip. God, he looked hot. But her gaze soon fell onto Stefan as his kisses became much fiercer and travelled further down her chest. His finger hooked under a cup of her bra and he smirked.

"Well, to be honest Damon, you're missing out," he mumbled.

"No, my dear brother, I'm giving myself a lesson of patience, meanwhile you get some for the first time. You should actually be grateful." A smirk tugged at Damon's lips as his hand left his boxers, and he turned so he was lying on his side. "I think you've had about enough, now I'm joining. Like it, or lump it, dear Stefan." And with that he leaned in and placed a single kiss on Elena's shoulder, before his hand literally ripped off her bra. His hand then decided to travel down her chest, meanwhile his mouth moved to her ear just as it did, before he left. "I thought the bra was rather unnecessary."

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