CHAPTER 8

Neither of them had ever experienced anything like this before. Once they gave themselves over to the blood completely there was nothing that could pry their bodies apart. They couldn't control themselves at all, making love furiously only breaking apart to feed before lying together again. Neither of them could stop, they had to be joined at all times. Stefan lay, covered in sweat as Damon bit into his wrist to replenish himself. He laughed as he tried to count how many times they had made love over the past few days. He couldn't. They had barely came up for air, thanks to the blood enabling their bodies to keep pleasuring each other. Stefan was aghast that he didn't ache from having Damon inside of him constantly for days, but truth was that all he could feel was desire and love. Even the time Damon was spending separated from him while he was feeding was too long and Stefan made a whining sound to get his attention. They barely spoke other than to whisper each other's names as they joined over and over again. They didn't need to talk anymore, they just felt.

"Damon…" He whined again when Damon bit a fresh wound and sucked his wrist. Damon had done most of the work and Stefan could see that he was tiring. He wanted to take over for a while but he couldn't help but prefer Damon being on top of him, hitting every nerve just in the right place. Damon owned him now, there was no denying it. There was no such thing as a Damon-free orgasm from now on. He called out softly to him again, this time squirming underneath him and Damon finally let his wrist drop and looked down at him. Despite the feeding Stefan could see the strain mixed in with lust. Damon wanted to continue but they hadn't stopped for days, since Damon had made love to him so sweetly. Stefan knew from the way he was sliding up to meet Stefan's lips that he was close to dropping and yet he wanted to please him.

Stefan held him to his chest, hooking his arms under Damon's underarms to hold him close. They must look so gross by now, considering how long they had been making love without any shower in here and yet all he could see when he looked up at Damon's face was someone so beautiful as to be absurd.

"Are you ok?" Stefan breathed as Damon placed butterflies kisses over his cheek. Damon hummed and slid his hands down underneath Stefan's behind, pulling him into his groin.

"Maybe you should sleep." He hummed, almost hoping Damon would say no as Damon stroked his behind. "You don't have to keep going." Stefan sighed and tilted his neck up, enjoying Damon's hands. Damon stopped what he was doing and pulled up to look at his face quizzically.

"Don't you want anymore?" Stefan frowned in confusion at the odd expression on Damon's face.

"Always, but you don't have to." He stroked Damon's face with both hands as he tried to figure out why Damon looked a little upset. "What is it?" He asked concerned. Damon turned his head away.

"We don't know how much longer we will be here, or be able to do this Stefan. When we get out of here things will go back to normal."

"Nothing is going to be normal. I won't stop wanting you because we are free."

"What about Elena?" Damon turned back to him. Stefan didn't know how he could convince him. He still loved Elena but this was something so much more powerful. Stefan opened his mouth trying to think of how to explain his feelings when Damon huffed.

"No one stays with me Stefan. It doesn't bother me. Why don't you just enjoy what I'm good at before you go?" Damon lifted Stefan's legs high around his waist and Stefan frowned at his words. Damon pushed into him again and he bit his lip, trying to compose a response. This time Damon seemed more urgent in his thrusting and Stefan tried and failed to speak several times because his body was jolting with every movement and taking his breath away. He looked up into Damon's eyes but his eyes were strange – they were darker, not the calm blue they had been for days and Stefan couldn't help but feel like Damon wasn't really joining with him properly. It felt like Damon was focussing more on his technique than on them. Stefan reached up and cupped his face, trying to get his attention but Damon closed his eyes and angled to hit Stefan's prostrate, sending Stefan begging for more and gripping onto him, all thoughts of speaking gone instantly. He came loudly and opened his eyes. Damon was hanging his head, not looking at him directly.

"Love you…" Stefan gasped, still riding the end of the orgasm and Damon looked at him. Stefan stroked his cheekbones. "I love you Damon." He whimpered as he relaxed his body back into the floor. Damon stroked his face as he breathed and pulled out from him. Stefan grunted at the separation and Damon gave him a half smile.

"Please stay in me." Stefan reached out, noticing Damon hadn't climaxed and was still hard. "What are you doing?"

"I'm not going anywhere Stefan. Just rest. I'll be ready for you when you want me." Damon said and Stefan felt his heart pound. This felt wrong. He sat up, surprising Damon and frowned.

"It's not a job. It's not about when I want you. What's going on?" Damon didn't answer and Stefan huffed. He always had to make everything difficult. "Don't you want me?"

"Yes."

"Then what's wrong with you?" Stefan sighed frustrated and Damon looked uncomfortable. "What, you think that I want to get as much out of you as possible before I go back to her? That's not what this is about. It's about you thinking this all I want from you. That this is all you have to offer. That's bullshit Damon. I've seen the look in your eyes, I've felt you through the blood." He ranted and Damon grew more uncomfortable and restless the longer he spoke. Stefan sighed at him.

"I know you don't want to feel. I'm not going to push you, but please just accept me. Let me love you." Stefan said a little more gently. "You don't have to keep pleasuring me for me to love you."

"God, will you stop saying that word." Damon grunted and Stefan closed his mouth tightly. He knew Damon had issues of self worth, but in his desire for Damon to keep entering him, he had inadvertently brought this on. Now Damon felt he had to keep being the more dominant partner to be accepted.

"I'm not as good at this as you are." Stefan blushed as he looked down at his hands. "But let me show you how much I…" Damon glared at him in warning not to use the word love again and he had to change his tactic. "Let me show you." Stefan said instead and watched as Damon fought with the idea. Being the more submissive partner wasn't in Damon's nature but Stefan could see now that might not be how he actually felt at all. Damon needed to be taken care of, loved and worshipped. How the heck had he missed that, these past few days? Now that he thought about it, Stefan had only been on top a handful of times and on those occasions, Damon had still been helping him, guiding him in what to do. Damon hadn't ever fully relaxed and relinquished control.

Before Damon could argue Stefan threw himself on top of him, winding him as he pinned him down.

"Relax brother." Stefan whispered and began to kiss him. He was going to use everything Damon had taught him to make sure there was no doubt in Damon's mind that this went beyond sex for him. He kissed down his neck as Damon stayed still, unable to relax yet.

"I love you." Stefan whispered, kissing his throat and Damon grumbled. Stefan moved down to his nipples and sucked them until they were erect. Damon had spent a lot of time on his, but Stefan hadn't really returned the favour until now. Damon sighed as he bit one carefully, scared to hurt him. Clearly Damon liked a little pain then, so he made small bites down his abdomen, not to break the skin but to tease and Damon finally relaxed into it. He took him in his hand and kissed his mouth again.

"Love you." He whispered again and Damon frowned but didn't groan this time. Their bodies were so exposed to each other now that sliding inside of Damon was no problem anymore and Stefan pulled him by his legs like a wheelbarrow and held him steady. He started a steady thrust, while remembering to pump his member too as Damon reached his arms behind his head to press against the wall for more pressure. That was more like it, he was engaging again.

"Love you Damon." Stefan panted in between thrusts and Damon stared at him in wonder. Damon began to moan and pant as Stefan tilted him, just like he'd shown him and thrust in deeper.

"Stefan…" He moaned and Stefan whispered words of love at him again as Damon continued to struggle with their meaning. Why did it take an orgasm to get Damon to finally crack these days? He always fought with his desire so much. Please say it back to me Damon. Stefan begged in his head. He knew it was a long shot but he just wanted to hear it. The more he thought about his need to hear the words the closer he brought himself to tears as Damon moaned uncontrollably.

"Love you." He whispered again as he struggled not to shed the tears. Damon grabbed for his hand and held it to his chest. He looked at his face, hoping against odds. Damon looked at him knowingly and didn't break eye contact as Stefan repeated his pledge of love once more. Please Damon…Stefan's heart was thundering as Damon looked into his eyes, squeezing his hand over his heart and nodded. Stefan let himself climax right then, unable to stop himself and Damon climaxed soon afterward. They breathed for a few minutes before Damon tried to move and Stefan pinned him down again.

"Oh no you don't. I'm not going to stop until you believe me." Stefan said and Damon's mouth fell open speechless. "I'm going to worship you until you beg me to stop." Stefan added as he bit into Damon's thigh and drank.

Damon was the most stubborn creature in the universe, trying to separate from Stefan whenever he thought Stefan was spent, but he had been ready for that. He meant it when he said that he was going to pleasure Damon until he knew he was loved the way he should be. It was almost as though Stefan was having to make up for all of the years of hurt and betrayal by Katherine and any other partners Damon had found himself abandoned by. It was hard work and now he realised just how tired Damon had really been. Their blood bond was still helping but they had been captive for so long now, that both of them were growing weaker. Pretty soon, sharing their blood wasn't going to help them and Stefan wanted to ensure that Damon knew how he felt before they decayed or were 'rescued' in some form.

After Stefan exhausted every position he could think of, they lay gasping in each other's arms as Damon finally broke.

"Love you too." He whispered so quietly that Stefan thought he had imagined it. He raised his head from Damon's collar bone and looked at him. Damon stared back at him.

"What did you say?" Stefan asked, rubbing his nose against Damon's affectionately.

"You heard me." Damon said and Stefan smiled in amazement. "Don't make me say it again or I'll kick your ass." Stefan kissed him passionately in mirth as Damon chuckled.

"God I love you, love you, love you, love you." Stefan planted Damon's face with kisses.

"You're such a girl!" Damon laughed and they rolled over, Damon finally getting back on top. "I think I might die if we don't stop for a while." He said and Stefan nodded, gladly agreeing to some rest.

"You need to put some clothes on brother or I'm going to lie here awake." Damon pointed out and Stefan grunted in disapproval. He wanted Damon to be touching his bare skin always. Damon laughed at his scowl. "We are gross Stefan." He waved his hand at the state of their bodies and Stefan pondered on that logic. They should actually start on a plan to escape. Now that they were together, they had to get out of here. Damon got off of him and stood up for the first time in days of being on his back, or side, or wherever else Stefan had pinned him and stretched. Stefan watched him in admiration as his muscles rippled, and then he frowned.

"What?" Damon laughed and Stefan pointed to Damon's thigh. They both looked down at it and saw an old bite mark still present. It should have disappeared with their last sharing but it was still there. Damon touched it gently and winced.

"It's starting. My blood isn't enough anymore." Stefan worried, kneeling to touch it with his fingers. Damon smirked and shrugged.

"All the more drive to get out of here." He seemed so casual about it but Stefan swallowed bile. Damon's body had been the most to suffer from lack of blood and Stefan knew that he would decay first. He couldn't bear the thought that he couldn't prevent that any further. He stroked his thumb over Damon's hip and looked up at him fearfully but Damon stroked his jaw reassuringly. Damon reached over and grabbed Stefan's jeans, handing them to him. Stefan dressed on autopilot, trying to think as Damon dressed and lay down on the sandbags casually as though it was the softest bed in the world.

"Stop stressing and sleep Stefan. I'm fine." Damon commanded with his eyes closed and Stefan begrudgingly nodded and lay down next to him, hugging him from his side and listening to his heart beat starting to slow. How long did Damon have before it would stop?