CHAPTER 3

This time when Stefan woke up he was prepared for Damon's attack and he managed to catapult himself out of the way as Damon snapped at him, hunger evident in his face. Damon seemed much more animal this time and Stefan frowned at his gait as he moved out of the way of a fist.

"Damon!" Stefan shouted and Damon seemed to calm a little. "You don't need to attack me every time." Damon calmed visibly and Stefan sat back down tired from the exertion of jumping out of the way. He looked up at Damon, examining him. Of course. Damon had been so badly drained that the little blood Stefan was giving him wasn't cutting it. Damon was still stronger than he was, but not his usual self in the slightest. Damon walked towards him and crouched down until they were face to face. Stefan stared into his eyes and could see the pain he was in due to hunger.

"You don't need to waste energy brother. I will feed you." Stefan said sincerely and Damon looked surprised by his offering. "But I need more from you too or I can't keep this up." Stefan added quickly. His body may feel a little better than before but he could actually feel his spleen through his back. His organs were aching from the battle to construct enough blood for them both. Damon nodded begrudgingly and leant into Stefan's neck. Stefan tilted his head to allow it and Damon actually sank his teeth in carefully for a change, rather than viciously. Stefan lay his head back into the wall as he heard Damon gulp. He could tell he was holding back as his fists were clenched tightly to his sides. Stefan reached for his fists and lifted them around himself to allow Damon to relax. It was strange to have Damon pressed against him, but what was the point of Damon wasting energy holding back when it meant it would just make him more ravenous and dangerous. At least this way, Stefan stood a chance at staying conscious. Damon moaned against his skin and Stefan caught his breath as he felt it begin. Damon's hands began to weave their way up Stefan's torso, almost caressing him and Stefan tried to push the reality out of his mind. He closed his eyes and surrendered to a wave of pleasure, his mouth falling open as he tilted his head back further. Damon moaned again and slowed his drinking, almost as though he was savouring the pleasure.

"Damon…" Stefan gasped as he felt his body thrum. Damon brought a hand down to Stefan's waist and actually held him to him. The touch felt like electricity and Stefan's body arched in towards him as though he were being pulled forward.

"Ahhhh!" Stefan moaned and Damon hummed against him. "Damon I need some." He squeaked, needing a reprieve from the sensation. It was much easier on his manhood to be the one drinking. Being fed on was so erotic it was difficult to keep control and not want to be consumed in every way. His erection throbbed and he could feel his body responding to Damon's touch. The impulse to let Damon have him, was growing more intense and he began to pant and try to remove Damon's hands. Damon pulled back, seeming drunk and bit into his wrist lazily as he tried to focus his eyes. He put his wrist to Stefan's mouth and Stefan grabbed it thankfully and drank him in. Damon tried to remain in his crouched position but was finding it continually difficult as he swayed. Stefan used this opportunity and pushed with all of his strength so that Damon was now lying on his back. Damon blinked up surprised and Stefan dropped his wrist, hungry for more than he could suck from a limb. He dived into Damon's neck as Damon yelled out in protest and bit into the fountain of blood there. Damon immediately arched and tried to get Stefan off of him, but Stefan brought his arms around him, trapping him as he gulped mouthful after mouthful. The taste was different again, sweeter, stronger and Stefan felt his head reel from it. It was like drinking the best alcohol in the world. Damon moaned underneath him in a higher pitch and continued to wriggle, bringing his shoulders up to try and push against Stefan's jaw. His leather jacket was covered in dust from the room and it made Stefan's nose twitch. He pulled up to sneeze and Damon tried to buck him off.

Stefan still wasn't happy he had gotten enough blood though and truth be told, the taste was so intoxicating he wanted more anyway so he tore at Damon's jacket and shirt and pulled them off his body to reveal all of Damon's neck. Damon gasped at the loss of his clothing and growled weakly but stopped the instant Stefan put his hand down on his naked chest. Damon's body began to burn and he tilted up his pelvis in want.

"Stop Stefan!" He cried desperately, frightened of just how much his body was on autopilot. He was scared of what might happen if they continued. Stefan ignored him and bit into his neck again as Damon panted in fear.

"Uhhh, Stefan stop!" He yelled again as he fought the urge to pull Stefan on top of him. Stefan pulled back just in time as Damon's hand slid towards his erection. Stefan pulled his groin back sharply, shocked at Damon's movement. They both fell on to their backs breathing.

"What's happening?" Stefan breathed erratically, avoiding Damon's eyes.

"I don't know." Damon answered honestly. Stefan reached down and felt his own erection. That had been a close call for both of them. He had actually started to believe that he wanted Damon inside of him, consuming him and evidently Damon was having a similar reaction. What was going on? This wasn't normal. They were brothers! They were straight, or at least he certainly was. Damon on the other hand…who knew?

"We have to stop this before anything happens." Stefan sounded and Damon huffed. He turned to look at him and took in Damon's aggravated expression.

"Hungry." Damon growled and Stefan sighed.

"This is getting too intense. It must be the fact that we have no human blood in us. We are too connected Damon. Our blood is mutating or something." Stefan reasoned and Damon actually laughed.

"Is that your way of giving me a dear John? What's wrong Stefan, scared because you want me?" Damon sneered at him but Stefan could see the nerves behind it. Damon was just as scared by these events but he was trying to show bravado. Stefan bit his lip in annoyance.

"Yes." He said sharply and Damon huffed in surprise. "This is fucked up Damon. I want you. Your blood is messing with my head!" Damon clenched his jaw and grumbled, looking away.

"If I feed on you again, I don't know if I will be able to stop myself."

"Drama queen!" Damon spat and Stefan growled angrily.

"Damon I tore some of your clothes off!" Stefan gestured to Damon's ruined jacket and shirt, tossed idly beside him and Stefan shivered realising how close he had been to removing Damon's jeans too. Damon gulped, reaching for his clothes and ran them through his hands contemplating just how real this was. He sighed defeated and hung his head.

"What are we going to do?" His voice was barely more than a whisper.

"We have to get Zack to bring us some blood." Stefan said plainly. It was there only way out of this. Problem was, how were they going to accomplish it?

"He won't. He intends to leave us down here till we can't move Stefan. Get real." Damon grumbled again.

"He will let me out if he thinks you're not a danger."

"And then what? I'll tell you what'll happen." Damon stood up menacingly, his fists balled as the veins in his eyes protruded. "You'll hop out of here like one of your little bunny friends and leave me starving in here again!" He spat the words and Stefan felt himself begin to recoil as he advanced towards him.

"I won't! I give you my word!" Stefan shouted back at him as Damon's fangs became visible.

"You won't what? Starve me or trap me in here?" Damon growled.

"I won't starve you." Stefan shot back at him reflexively and grimaced once he realised without a doubt that he would still keep Damon locked here. If he somehow managed to convince Zack to let him out, he had to make sure that Damon stayed here until he knew what to do. Damon growled aggressively and Stefan implored him to understand but he dove for him and bit his neck. Stefan growled back, trying to use the last of his strength to fight him off. Damon took a couple of gulps and then dropped him to the ground painfully. Stefan gasped as he landed on his knees, amazed at Damon's restraint.

"No way brother! This is what we are going to do – I am going to pretend that I am incapacitated and you are going to convince him. Once he has opened the door to let you out, I'll leave and get out of here. Have Mystic Falls, it's too small a town for me anyway!" Damon growled, eyeing Stefan's neck again as the veins returned to the surface. He was so hungry! Stefan sat up to face him dizzily and nodded. He had to keep Damon calm.

"Ok. Ok. We'll do it your way." Stefan breathed trying to ignore the nausea in his stomach. He looked up at Damon and remembered his semi-nakedness. His eyes lingered on Damon's smooth neck, where traces of the blood he had consumed still dotted his alabaster coating. His fangs filled his mouth as he stared.

"Now Stefan, we have to do this now." Damon swallowed, trying to control his hunger as Stefan's eyes swept over his body. Stefan stood up shakily and leaned on the wall for support.

"If this is going to work I need to feed." Stefan said grimly and Damon huffed indignantly. They had barely just detached in enough time to stop themselves committing an act of incest and now Stefan wanted to chance it again?

"Do you think you can control yourself?" Stefan asked pointedly and Damon growled at the accusation. Trouble was that he wasn't really sure. Stefan seemed to be succumbing more so than he was but he wasn't far behind.

"Zack has to think that I have overpowered you Damon."

"As if that would ever happen!" Damon spat and Stefan drew him a look of command and he knew he was resigned. Damon nodded stiffly and Stefan made his way over weakly, touching the wall for support as he approached.

"It might be better if we stand." Stefan suggested, considering how much easier it was to be aroused when they were nearly on top of each other on the floor. Damon grunted in agreement and tilted his neck. Stefan kept his hands to his sides strictly as he leaned his head into Damon neck. Damon was actually trembling slightly as he bit into his flesh.

"Not too much." Damon commented as Stefan swept his tongue around, not wanting to waste any blood at all and Damon groaned as though the action was painful. Stefan drew in some mouthfuls and Damon moved backwards, staggering so Stefan brought his arms up away from his sides and pushed him against the wall. He could hear Damon's panting as soon as he made contact with the wall and Stefan sighed, actually pleased that he wasn't the only weak one here. He began to enjoy every moan and gasp that started to tumble from Damon as he pressed Damon's legs open with his knee. Damon brought his shaking hands up and pulled Stefan's hips nearer to his as he tilted his head back further.

"Stop." Damon moaned as he bucked his hips into Stefan involuntarily but the blood was too good. Damon pulled his hip in again and their erections rubbed together, jolting electricity through Stefan's body.

"Stefan.." Damon whined trying to warn him but Stefan couldn't help himself, he had never been good at stopping when he was feeding and Damon gyrating his groin up against him felt unbelievable. He was starting not to care that this was his brother after all as he hummed in pleasure.

"Brother…" Damon gasped as one of his hands clutched Stefan's shirt and Stefan realised he had to stop. He pulled back as Damon sagged against the wall with eyes black and huge as a china doll. He looked at Stefan sleepily but with such longing and lust that Stefan felt his body alight with fire. Damon was still holding Stefan's hips to his own so their faces were close as Stefan gazed at him. Damon's eyes moved to his lips and Stefan felt his body vibrate. How could Damon be so sexy even when he wasn't doing anything? A voice in Stefan's head screamed at him to move away but his body was urging him forward into Damon's lips. He held his breath as he leant in and Damon's inhaled sharply. He was so near, just a breath away as he felt Damon's hand clench into his shirt in response. His lips brushed Damon's gently and he closed his eyes, ready to lean in and devour his mouth when he heard a door open upstairs. He pulled back quickly, realising what he had almost done and detached himself from Damon's body completely, backing away in horror as Damon watched him.

"I'm sorry." He mumbled and then Damon seemed to snap back to attention as they heard Zack's footsteps approaching.