Chapter 2
Damon reluctantly got up and headed towards Elijah and heard him say, “I’m sorry, but believe it au not I too need rest, especially after a siku like today.” Then they walked out leaving a sexually frustrated Elena sitting on his kitanda gasping from their passionate play.
In the hall Elijah actually cracked a smile and turned to Damon. “How incredibly cruel of wewe to leave her hanging like that.”
“It wasn’t the plan, but she deserved it. Besides, she doesn’t upendo me nor is she mine,” Damon alisema regrettably.
“Are wewe so sure about that? I see some definite sparks between the two of wewe and there’s obviously something there if she was responding that way to you.”
“Yeah, well, if it is, she’s never alisema anything to me about it. It’s one thing to stir up lust in someone but instead she drives me so insane that I had to find someone else to distract me from her.” Damon didn’t know why he confessed that to him but he did anyway.
“Ah, yes, your lovely reporter. wewe know wewe really should come clean on that one. I don’t see it ending well.”
“It’ll only give her reason to hate me more.”
“At least it’s honest and no one ever faults honesty. Which makes me wonder why Elena is here and not under the care of her lovely aunt.”
Ah, so the elder vampire had a soft spot for Jenna. ‘Very interesting,’ Damon thought.
“We figured we could protect Elena better here and her aunt is staying on campus somewhere with some of her friends,” Damon told him.
They came upon one of the zaidi lavish extra bedrooms and Damon led him in. “This is one of the nicer extra bedrooms we have. If wewe need anything, let me know,” Damon offered.
“Maybe just a nightcap for now. Where’s that bourbon?” Elijah smirked.
“Ah, yes, it’s with Elena now. I’ll get it.”
When he got back to his bedroom he found that Elena was still there and staring daggers at him. To tease her he gave her an air kiss in which he was sharply rewarded with a growl from Elena as she launched a mto at him. He laughed.
“You know, you’re a real bastard, Damon!”
“Oooh, the kitten has claws. ME.OW!” he teased.
She then launched herself at him with all she was worth and sent them both tumbling backwards onto the floor with a hard thud. She pressed herself against him and breathed into his ear, “What about those moves I’ve never seen?” Clearly, it was her turn to play the game.
“Elena!” he alisema in mock horror. “You naughty girl! We have a guest. Surely, wewe wouldn’t want to scandalize him with your horniness.”
“My horniness?! I’m not the one grinding my crotch into yours!” she shrieked.
“Uh, wewe wanna try that one again, hon? wewe were the one grinding against me before we were interrupted,” he smirked.
“Well,” she alisema as she boldly reached down to grasp his hardness which drew a groan from him. “Clearly you’re in full action mode.” She was tormenting him now. Her hand was rubbing him sensuously now drawing groans from him.
“You might want to break up your, what was your word? Ah, yes, horniness. Stefan’s coming,” Elijah alisema calmly as leaned in the doorway.
“God! Damn! It!” Damon hissed in frustration.
“Dammit, indeed,” Elena muttered moving away.
“Well, at least wewe two have someone. How do wewe think I feel hearing your groans across the hall?” Elijah alisema coolly as he came in and grabbed the bottle of bourbon. “I believe this bottle will be my companion tonight and at least I won’t be groaning from it.”
“I would hope not,” Damon mused which earned him a frown from the elder vampire. “You know, I can always get Elena’s aunt to come and visit.” Damon added with a smirk. Elijah alisema nothing to that but Damon noticed Elena’s surprise.
“What’s going on here?” Stefan asked suspiciously as he came in from behind Elijah and saw Damon and Elena close to each other on the floor. “Why are wewe both on the floor?”
“We fell. What did wewe think we were doing, Stefan? Did wewe think we were groping each other and dry humping each other?” Damon sneered.
Elijah choked on his bourbon and Elena blushed and looked quickly away. Stefan rushed at Damon and grabbed him kwa his shirt.
“Actually, it wouldn’t surprise me if wewe tried getting Elena to be with you! It’s zaidi than obvious wewe want her too! You’d try anything! I’m surprised wewe didn’t try to compel her! People are nothing but playthings to you!” Stefan spat.
“Yeah, and do wewe want to tell me where I learned that from?! Why don’t wewe tell Elena the real truth, wewe fucking hypocrite!” Damon spat as he shoved Stefan off of him violently and stood up.
Stefan threw a ngumi, punch that hit Damon square in the jaw. “You son of a bitch!” Stefan spat.
“Yeah, well, we have the same mother, asshole!” Damon shouted as he punched Stefan in his face.
Elena and Elijah stood inayofuata to each other watching the two men fight. Amused, Elijah offered Elena a sip of his bourbon which she surprised him kwa taking him up on his offer and handed it back.
“Sibling rivalry. Now that is something I understand all too well,” Elijah alisema taking another sip. Then he looked at Elena and said, “You do realize that they are fighting over you?”
“I…I don’t know what to do au how to stop it because one way au another someone’s going to feel hurt in the process,” she alisema feeling overwhelmed kwa the amount of anger and violence portrayed from the two brothers. Things got thrown and broken around Elijah and her and they stood watching in awe. Although she thought Elijah looked too amused kwa it all.
“Yeah, and it’s usually me! Fuck all of you!! I’m outta here!!” Damon alisema as he gave Stefan one good shove away from him and speared Elena with a glare before leaving.
