CHAPTER 7
The bliss of their moment didn't seem to want to fade as they extracted themselves from each other carefully. Damon lay like a sack of potatoes on top of the sand bags and Stefan chuckled at how spent that made him appear. He had taken a lot of blood out of him though and he was aware of how much Damon's consciousness was hanging by a thread as he took in his breathing. He felt so energized and wonderful, he almost didn't want to spoil the moment by encouraging a new wave of orgasm, but Damon needed blood. Maybe he could turn the switch now that he felt stronger and just give Damon what he needed. He sat down beside him and helped him sit up against the wall.
"How do you feel?" He enquired as he stroked Damon's jaw. Damon's eyes were closed and he smiled as though Stefan was asking him something ridiculous.
"Full." Damon answered. "But weak." He added, opening his eyes.
"I think I can turn the switch off so I can feed you properly." Stefan wagered and Damon sighed happily, looking at him as he brought his own hand up to Stefan's face.
"You've never had much self control Stefan." He chuckled, still breathing erratically.
"I can do it for you." Stefan said sincerely and Damon smiled again. Stefan lay himself down and urged Damon to climb over him. Damon took a while to do so but managed to lie down on top of him, chest to chest and lay his head exhausted against Stefan's collarbone. Stefan stroked up his back as he focussed on concentrating on the switch, it would take effort, especially now that they had been so physical, joined in every way possible to each other, but he wanted this to be about Damon, not about himself.
"Ok." Stefan whispered, feeling ready and Damon bit into his neck clumsily. His coordination was gone completely from the blood loss, so Stefan brought his arms up and held him securely to his neck to help. He lay with his eyes open concentrating as Damon slurped and moaned, tangling his fingers into Stefan's hair as he enjoyed the feeding. Stefan's body still hummed, but it might have been more to do with the fact that Damon's was pressed skin to skin against him. With the absence of the waves, he could actually feel other things he hadn't noticed before – the way Damon's lips caressed his neck, the stroking of his fingers in Stefan's hair and the way Damon's body melted against him almost like a cat. It was pleasant enough to keep him happy as he placed a kiss on Damon's shoulder. It was strange how different he felt about him now. When Damon had rolled back into town he had felt nothing but fear and aggravation. Damon was a loose cannon, full of bitterness and spite to the point where Stefan had believed that he was incapable of tenderness and love. Yet here he lay kissing Stefan's skin and being gentle despite how much his hunger was hurting him. Maybe there was a chance he could get his brother back after all, if they ever got out of here.
He was under no illusions that if they did escape this cellar, that Damon would revert to his former self for a while. Damon had put up a lot of resistance to their joining and Stefan had been surprised by that, considering he had obviously slept with men before. There was the fact that they were brothers in the mix too, but there was something else that had made Damon hold back. Humanity. He had managed to turn it off until they had started feeding from each other and the intensity of emotion stirred by the blood wasn't something he could control like this. Perhaps he was scared that he would let himself be over-powered by the need to feel for Stefan and that was what was so painful for him. It would mean that he would lash out when they were free and try to convince himself that none of this had happened or that it didn't bother him. Stefan had to try and cultivate what they were feeling now. Damon wasn't going to make that easy but he wouldn't be able to completely shake off what they had shared in here. Stefan would just have to be patient. As he pondered he closed his eyes, stroking Damon's back until Damon pulled his head up and lay it back on Stefan's chest.
Stefan made a satisfied sound in his throat as he stroked into Damon hair. Damon lifted himself up onto his elbows and looked down at him. He looked so human, so calm and peaceful. Stefan gazed up at him in wonder. Damon didn't say anything as he looked into Stefan's eyes and Stefan was bursting to ask what he was thinking. Damon leaned down and kissed him softly and Stefan closed his eyes, concentrating on feeling his lips. This was different. Damon had fought not to touch him up till now, but the blood had always made it happen to them both. This didn't feel like the blood this time, it was all Damon. Stefan brought his arms up around Damon's neck as Damon gathered him in his arms slowly. Even just kissing Damon was enough to get Stefan's body humming. His body remembered how Damon had consumed him physically and he could feel his insides tingle at the memory. He had enjoyed every moment of taking Damon earlier, it had felt amazing and liberating to make him fall apart while he was inside of him, but he had to admit that he was pretty new to this kind of sex and Damon had known exactly how to work his body into a frenzy. He never would have thought that he would enjoy sex with another man, especially when he was the one being spread open, but it was Damon. He trusted him and Damon had skills.
Damon began to stroke down his sides, making him shiver and seek out Damon's tongue all the more. Damon had other ideas though as he slid his mouth down to Stefan's chest. He couldn't contain a moan of disappointment at the loss of kissing but he quickly changed his mind once Damon sucked his nipple into his mouth. Stefan tilted upwards and ran his fingers through Damon's hair again. He couldn't believe how gentle he was being, it was like they were making love. Could this be happening? Without the blood wave? He moaned and gyrated into Damon as he moved down his chest, leaving a trail of kisses.
"Damon…" He sighed, beginning to really love saying his name like this, in the midst of this sensation. Who would have thought that he would ever want to say any other name but Elena's but she was the farthest thing from his mind as Damon took him into his mouth. He jumped in surprise and moaned in a high pitch as Damon swept his tongue around and sucked him deep into his throat. Stefan's whole body felt as though it was on fire again and he mewled and panted shamelessly. Thank god Damon had done this before and knew how to do it well. Stefan began to wish he could thank whoever had taught Damon how to do this.
"Uhhh. God!" He moaned and Damon popped him out of his mouth and smiled seductively.
"Please, call me Damon." He winked and Stefan gave out a short laugh as he took him into his mouth again. He was losing control over his body again as Damon sucked and he began to pant Damon's name. He wanted him inside and he wasn't sure if Damon would. Sucking him without any other influence was one thing but would Damon actually join with him again unless the blood drove him to it? He wasn't sure, but he did know that he was prepared to beg.
"Damon, please…" he panted, opening his legs wider beneath him. Damon brought his head up, letting him slip from his lips again and looked at him. Stefan couldn't tell from his expression whether he would do it.
"You still want me?" Damon asked sceptically and Stefan laughed in disbelief.
"You mean even though I haven't drank from you?" Stefan queried as Damon's eyes widened. Damon didn't answer and he laughed again.
"Are you crazy? If you don't take me I think I might just burst into flames." Stefan said and watched Damon's face slowly change to one of lust. "I always want you to be touching me, don't ever stop." Stefan added as Damon leaned up to his mouth and kissed him again, this time letting his tongue roam inside of Stefan's mouth. Stefan held him to him tightly, feeling his arousal pressed against his thigh. Sex might never be the same again now that he had felt this. Did he even want Elena anymore when he could share this with Damon? He stored that thought away for later as Damon spread his legs wider. Stefan held his breath again, waiting for the initial discomfort. It had been difficult the last time and he tensed slightly. Damon noticed and kissed him again until his head spun as he inserted his fingers inside one at a time and Stefan moaned into his mouth.
"Relax, just relax." Damon's voice was so hypnotic that Stefan couldn't disobey as he looked into his eyes. "Just let go." He hypnotised again and Stefan's body melted as he removed his fingers and pushed the tip of his manhood inside. It wasn't as bad as last time and Damon kissed his neck and stroked his hip to make it easier as he moved in further, taking his time.
"Damon, it feels…" Stefan gasped, surprised by how much more he could feel now that he was relaxed. It felt wonderful and he fluttered his eyes closed and opened his mouth to concentrate on feeling every part of Damon's manhood. Damon looked down at his face and smiled as he circled his hips slowly, delighting in Stefan's mouth dropping further.
"Can you feel me?" Damon whispered seductively and Stefan nodded, still with his mouth agape. "Does it feel good?" He smirked as Stefan moaned and opened his eyes in pleasure.
"Damon…" Stefan drooled, sliding his hands down to Damon's behind and trying to push him further inside. Damon smiled against his throat and obligingly lifted Stefan's hips a little to get in deeper as Stefan whimpered and clutched at him. He took his time, rocking and kissing Stefan's body as Stefan let himself get carried away in pleasure. They both held each other as though they might not be able to breathe if they weren't touching and gradually they both lost themselves in each other until they were both panting and whispering each other's names. It had never been like this with anyone else Damon had ever slept with. Sex was normally just sex, it wasn't as epic as this felt with Stefan clawing at him to stay as close as possible and crying tears whenever Damon hit his g-spot. It was beautiful.
They both climaxed together and Damon didn't care to remove himself at all as Stefan cradled him and kissed him. He made to withdraw after a while and Stefan held him tighter, not wanting to separate so he chuckled and kissed him sweetly, loving this side of Stefan - the side of him that couldn't bear the thought of them being apart. He felt accepted for a change, loved even. He locked that thought away for later as he rubbed the side of Stefan's nose with his.
"Don't leave me." Stefan said quietly, making Damon look up at him in surprise.
"I'm not going anywhere." He replied, feeling Stefan's hand clutch at his back again.
"When we get out of here, don't leave. Stay with me." Stefan's eyes were huge and vulnerable as Damon tilted his head in contemplation. Stefan was going to ruin the moment. Damon sighed and hung his head a little.
"I'm not want you want me to be Stefan. I didn't come here to adopt your lifestyle and talk to you about my feelings." Damon leaned up, resisting Stefan's hold and withdrew from inside of him. Stefan looked bereft and tried to reach for him as he sat up and put his fingers over his eyes pressing them. Stefan sat up automatically and cupped Damon's face, stilling his movements to withdraw.
"I don't want that. I just want to be with you. Please brother I've missed you." Stefan brought their foreheads together.
"Can't we just have this moment without analysing everything?" Damon huffed.
"I've never felt this before, with you. I don't want to go back to fighting." Stefan kissed him softly. Damon huffed again when he pulled away.
"This is all temporary Stefan. It only happened because of the blood." Stefan felt his stomach clench at his words and he searched Damon's eyes.
"I don't believe that. Maybe it was at first but you just made love to me without it." Stefan raised and Damon pulled Stefan's hands away but didn't back away any further. "That was, what just happened wasn't it?" Stefan held his breath as Damon looked away.
"I don't want to feel Stefan. Don't you get it? I can't let myself have this with you. You're not supposed to want me." He stated and Stefan felt a sharp pang in his heart that he couldn't keep from stretching across his face.
"You are going to go back to Elena and live a fluffy, killing-free life and I am going to get out of here and leave you to it. That's all I can offer you." He looked back at him pointedly as Stefan fought to contain the pain he was feeling.
"I need you. I've been lost for so long Damon and for the first time I feel whole." His voice was laced with emotion and Damon clenched his jaw, trying not to be affected by it. Stefan could see how he was struggling, but he knew that trying to force Damon to admit he was feeling, would only encourage him to retreat so he had to compromise.
"Maybe I can love enough for both of us." Stefan whispered and Damon looked at him in shock at the use of the term. Love. Stefan had said it to him before but he hadn't believed it. Right now, with them so bonded by blood and body he knew it was true. Why did that terrify and delight him at the same time? Stefan had to know this couldn't ever be anything. Why was he doing this to himself? Damon swallowed and looked down at their hands still joined and Stefan began to stroke his thumbs over Damon's hands.
"If you go I'm coming with you. This feels too right." Stefan said gently as he leaned in and kissed Damon again. He put his arms around Damon's neck and drew him back into his body again and Damon couldn't hold himself as they lay back down on the sand bags again. Damon wasn't sure long they lay there kissing and embracing but he recognised Stefan's arousal beginning again. He pulled up from his mouth.
"Are you kidding?" He chuckled and Stefan bit his lip sheepishly. "Can't get enough of me ay?" Stefan blushed and traced his fingers down Damon's chest.
"I know I'm a stud but I'm not in constant heat Stefan. I don't think I can unless I eat you a little more." Damon sighed smiling as Stefan frowned in disappointment. Stefan didn't think he could give any more blood right now but he didn't want Damon to stop claiming his body either.
"Together and then we'll just let the blood take over. I want to see what'll happen." Stefan offered and Damon shook his head laughing in amazement. Damon pulled him up in one movement into his lap, smirking as Stefan's erection brushed against his stomach.
"You know I'm actually starting to wonder whether you want to get out of here at all." Damon smouldered, watching Stefan's face redden. "Imagine what I could to you if I was full of human blood."
"So you'll stay?" Stefan squeaked as Damon took a hold of his manhood and squeezed.
"Stop thinking Stefan. Let's just see what happens." Damon hypnotised with his eyes again and Stefan leaned into his neck and bit down. Damon found a soft piece of skin on Stefan's shoulder and slid his fangs in too and they both spiralled as the waves began.