CHAPTER 5

Damon's body seemed to become heavier in his arms so he pulled him up into his lap like a doll as he drank. Damon's head lay backwards as he tried to keep his eyes open. Stefan would stop, he had to stop! Damon's body was reeling with sensation, both good and bad and all he could do was hang his mouth open and let it wash over him. Stefan pulled away from his neck and licked the wounds on his chest again, brushing over one of his nipples as he swept his tongue and Damon gasped. His body felt as though it was opening, desperate to let Stefan fill him and complete this moment of intimacy. He choked as he felt a huge orgasmic wave shake him. He gasped for air rapidly and Stefan lifted his head to look at him. He couldn't hold his moans back as he felt a huge climax shoot through him. It was so different from climaxing during sex, this was so much stronger and it had his eyes rolling back into his head as Stefan watched in awe, blood dripping from his mouth back onto Damon's face.

"Are you ok?" Stefan asked cautiously, as Damon tried to recover, but he had no strength in his body at all to even answer back. Stefan held him closely as Damon panted, unable to lift his head. Stefan ran his hand down Damon's side to comfort him, unsure of whether he was in pain. Damon shivered. Stefan had forgotten he was completely naked. He lifted Damon's head into the crook of his elbow so that he could look at him properly.

"I'm sorry, Damon you taste unbelievable. I couldn't help it." Stefan stroked the blood from Damon's face onto his thumb.

"Try it." He encouraged and Damon frowned at him as he stuck his thumb into Damon's mouth. As soon as Damon's tongue hit the blood he felt a shudder. The blood did taste amazing. He couldn't figure out why as he sucked it all from Stefan's skin. He had tasted his own blood before but it was normally nothing like this. Stefan pulled his finger out and to Damon's shock, ran his tongue over Damon's cheek to capture the rest of the traces he had spilled there. Damon tried to reason with Stefan, remind him that this was creepy and sexual but he couldn't utter a word as he saw Stefan's veins protrude again.

"You're… going to drain me Stefan." He gasped with the last of his strength as Stefan began to lean into his neck again. Stefan paused, considering his advice and grunted unhappily.

"Let me drink from you." Damon said, hoping that Stefan would realise that this was not a request but an urgent necessity as Damon's eyelids dropped. Much to his surprise Stefan seemed eager as he brought his neck down to Damon's mouth and tilted to the side. Damon opened his mouth as Stefan held him closer to his chest, supporting his body as Damon's teeth pierced the skin. He couldn't hold his head up so the blood spilled into his mouth as he tried to attach himself to the skin with his lips. He couldn't quite do it so some of Stefan's blood spilled down his chin and onto his own neck as he desperately tried to drink it all down. Stefan's blood tasted like sweet oranges and at first he wasn't sure what to make of it. As he grew a little stronger he leant upwards and managed to bring his hands up around Stefan's shoulders to get better suction at the wound. Stefan began to shake against him and he could hear sounds of pleasure emanating from him. Damon was curious to see if Stefan would experience the climax he had, so he stopped to swallow as he turned his mouth towards Stefan's ear.

"Do you want to feel it?" He whispered. Stefan moaned at the sensuous way Damon's breath tickled across his ear and he nodded, pulling back to look at him. They were now in a sitting position, with Damon still in his lap. They looked at each other, both insanely turned on as they leant slowly into each other's necks and bit down. The instant they both drew in their first gulp, they felt a jolt of electricity that had them holding each other for support. Stefan drank quickly, pushing Damon to do the same in order not to feel weak. They both shook from pleasure as they began to feel intoxicated and high. Damon broke away to breathe for a moment and Stefan pulled back suddenly, resting their foreheads together. They tried to catch their breath as their noses connected. Stefan noticed the blood Damon had spilled over his chin and throat and he ran his tongue up the front of Damon's throat onto his face, collecting it all as Damon sighed. Stefan was so close to Damon's mouth as he pulled his tongue back in that he looked at his lips and imagined sucking the bottom one into his mouth. He looked back up to Damon's eyes. They both leant forward until Stefan could rest his nose at the side of Damon's affectionately as they breathed.

After a few minutes Damon leaned back to look at Stefan again, feeling a little calmer and under control as he remembered his nudity but Stefan held him around his back and pressed his mouth over Damon's. Damon was taken aback at the movement, but Stefan was kissing with such passion that he couldn't summon the energy to push him away. It's just the blood, that's all – Damon told himself, but he jumped when Stefan pushed his tongue inside his mouth and all he could do was submit. Stefan stroked the insides of his mouth and he could taste his own blood again. Damon's eyes flickered closed and he relaxed into the kiss as he enjoyed the taste. Stefan's kissing wasn't half bad. He could feel Stefan's hands start to roam over his body, stroking him and exploring his skin and he began to feel aroused. He caught Stefan's tongue and pierced it, making Stefan jump and he pulled some blood from it. Stefan tensed a little and tried to pull back so Damon pushed him flat onto the ground, climbing on top of him and ripping his shirt open desperately to bite into his chest as Stefan gasped. It was only fair play that he should get to have as much fun with Stefan's body as he had had with his. He clutched Stefan's sides as he drank from his chest and Stefan nudged him with his erection. He pulled back panting in a mirad of lust and confusion.

"We can't." He said, fear evident in his voice as he struggled with how much his body wanted it. Kissing was taking it far enough as it was! He couldn't believe he had even allowed that! Stefan looked up at him wanting.

"Just do it Damon. God I want you." He choked, trying to rein his desire in but his need was too overpowering. He had to have him. He nudged Damon's pelvis again, feeling his erection and Damon groaned, his face tightening as he fought with himself.

"This is your fault Stefan. I fucking hate you." He groaned as his body begged him to respond. He couldn't deny how much he wanted this, brother or not!

"Then fuck the hell out of me." Stefan growled and Damon reached down and unzipped Stefan's jeans. Stefan's member popped out eagerly and he groaned in lust as Stefan moaned in encouragement. Damon closed his eyes tightly, trying to shake the lust off. This was his brother!

"I can't!" He pulled back, trying to stand up and move away but Stefan was up beside him in a flash and pushed him into the wall.

"Just give in to it Damon. It'll feel so good." Stefan's eyes were clouded with lust.

"That's Ripper Stefan talking." Damon panted, trying to avoid Stefan's mouth as he brought it closer.

"I can't fight your blood anymore." Stefan whispered and bit into Damon's neck again. Damon tried to push him away this time and Stefan pulled back and lunged for his mouth. Damon was caught off guard and responded against his will as Stefan poured a mouthful of his own blood into him. He swallowed it and felt it burn all the way down. He sighed as Stefan pulled back, offering him his neck. Damon bit without hesitation and noticed how similar Stefan's blood was becoming now that he had taken so much from him earlier. He hummed as he drank a little more, enjoying the transition of the blood and Stefan removed his jeans and boxers as Damon continued to suckle from him, oblivious. It had been a long time since Stefan had had sex and although the idea had horrified earlier, he wanted Damon now. The blood whispered in his ear to have him right now and to let Damon inside of him too. They practically were inside of each other already as their blood was mixing to such a degree that it was starting to taste the same. It tasted like boiling rum now and both of them were becoming addicted. Stefan was achingly hard from the waves as Damon sucked a little more from him. Now was the time to encourage Damon to lie with him. He didn't think Damon could resist now. He pulled him backwards and down on top of him on the floor. Damon pulled away in surprise and looked down at him as Stefan opened his legs wide enough for Damon to sink between them and feel how much he wanted him.

Damon pupils were enormous as he took a hold of Stefan's legs and pushed them upwards until his knees were against his chest. Stefan huffed at the movement, not used to being in this position. Clearly Damon had done this before. He knew it! He kept his eyes trained on Damon's as he entered him slowly. The pressure was immense and at first Stefan struggled, choking and gasping as Damon smiled down at him drunkenly. Every muscle screamed out as Damon pushed further inside and Stefan whimpered, tightening up impulsively. Damon leaned in towards his thigh and bit into his artery. Stefan's mouth fell open as he drank, sending waves of pleasure and relaxation into him. He moaned as he felt his muscles relax and welcome the intrusion. Damon pulled back, licking his lips and practically drooling from the high as he pushed the rest of the way in. Stefan's body thrummed and he opened his legs wider to watch Damon's face as he leaned forward and gasped in heat. He thrust into him a couple of times and Stefan thought the room was tilting as he panted. Stefan closed his eyes and concentrated on every sensation as Damon moved inside of him. It was like being consumed utterly as Damon's length stroked his g-spot, moving in slowly, dominating his body and then retreating just enough for Stefan to scream in need to be filled again.

Damon moaned loudly and sped up, clutching at Stefan hips until he drew blood with his finger nails. Stefan cried out and Damon extended his wrist to him as he continued to thrust, squeezing Stefan's insides as he withdrew and pushed back in again. Stefan took Damon's wrist and bit into it, sending Damon pounding into him, but the position was difficult for them both and Damon pulled out.

Stefan was about to protest when Damon appeared behind him and pulled him into his chest. Stefan didn't know what he was doing until Damon tilted his hips and entered him from behind. Stefan shouted as Damon thrust in carelessly, while he bit into the back of Stefan's shoulder. It was almost too much as Damon took his body from the inside and out, pounding him and drinking messily.

"Damon…" Stefan gasped as he felt Damon hold him tighter around the stomach as he rammed into him. Stefan's whole body shook with the force but he couldn't utter a single protest as his body burst with pleasure. The blood waves were building in synchrony with Damon's thrusting and Stefan began to climax loudly and breathlessly as he gave his entire body over to him, leaning back and letting Damon do whatever he wanted with him. He shouted feeling like he had been electrocuted and Damon cried into his back in ecstasy. Stefan's eyes felt as though they would pop from his head as he pulled in gulps of air, riding the wave. It was like nothing he had ever felt before. His body almost didn't know how to contain it and he sagged back into Damon's body like a wet rag. He could hear Damon struggling for breath behind him, almost as though he was suffocating.

"Damon?" Stefan panted, turning his head, but his body felt heavy. Damon's strange breathing continued and Stefan rolled himself over, letting Damon pull out from him and turned to face him. Damon looked like he was in pain. Stefan touched his cheek and whispered to him and Damon frowned.

"What did you make me do?" Damon groaned. Stefan held his face with his hand and tried to calm him.

"Nothing I didn't want." Stefan assured but Damon swatted his hand away from his face and sat up shakily. Stefan's body still throbbed with the sensation of Damon being inside of him and he couldn't fight how blissful he felt right now. Clearly Damon did not feel the same.

"No more of this." Damon said shakily and swatted Stefan's hand away again as he tried to reach up for him. "Get away from me Stefan." Stefan felt an ache shot through his chest at Damon's rejection and he sat up too. Damon shook his head and stood up, gathering his jeans and sliding them on clumsily, falling into the nearest wall as he struggled to stay on his feet. He clambered back over to the sand bags and lay down exhausted as Stefan stayed silent.

"This didn't happen." Damon grumbled and closed his eyes to rest. Stefan reached over for his clothes and pulled them on as he fought away tears forming in his eyes. He hadn't meant for this to happen, so why was Damon blaming him? The blood had taken over, he couldn't help it. Even Damon hadn't been able to fight the lust once he had drank enough. Stefan pushed himself back against a wall and sat with his head in his hands. Just a moment ago he had been the happiest he had felt since they were human. He had felt connected to him, part of him and now it had been ripped away. He couldn't stop the aching in his chest even as his mind began to clear a little of the influence of the blood. He knew this was a disaster. He knew that they had done something unspeakable. He knew he should feel disgusted…but all he felt was lost. He felt as though Damon had torn one of his arms off. The pain was so palpable, why didn't Damon feel it too? Was it all him? Had he been to blame for all of this after all? This was all so fucked up. Tears spilled down his face onto his jeans as his mind whirled and he bit his lips to stop himself from making a sobbing sound. Where did they go from here?