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Sometimes there's honor in distractions...

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Elijah groaned at the roll of her hips against him, pressing up against her again. She was warm and wet against him and the only thing in the world he wanted was to bury himself inside of her. Her nails only heightened that, sending shivers over his skin.

Damon watched them both and shifted closer, kneeling next to them. His fingers lifted Rebekah's hair out of the way as he pressed a kiss to the shell of her ear, nibbling a bit before murmuring, "An excellent idea. Do we want to tease him a bit, or should you shift just a bit..." His fingers found the inside of her knee and trailed upward toward her core, the backs of his nails dragging along Elijah's side in turn. "And start this off with a bang?"

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Damon moaned each time Elijah filled him, pressing back to meet him, then rocking forward to tease his tongue over Rebekah again. He found the rhythm exciting, his body trembling as much as hers.

Elijah kept trying to watch the play of Damon against her, but eventually he lost himself in the sense of movement and need. Leaning forward, he braced one hand on the bed, the other sliding around to stroke Damon's cock in time with each of his thrusts.

As Rebekah came, Damon found himself crying out a bit as well, Elijah's hand too perfect. He teased his tongue over her a couple of more times, aware it was almost cruel, but not wanting to give up the taste of her. He twisted his head away after a moment, lips dragging over her thigh instead of too sensitive skin.

Nuzzling there for a moment, he paused, then as Elijah hit deep inside of him, perfectly, he bit down gently but firmly on her thigh, moaning as he tasted her.

The scent of blood in the air pushed Elijah harder and faster, thrusts verging on punishing, though Damon took each one with a pleased sound, his cock aching with each stroke of Elijah's hand. It was all too much, and when Elijah's fangs struck into his neck, Damon came, shuddering hard in his release.

The feel of him, wet and hot against his skin, the taste of his blood, the smell of Rebekah's--Elijah did not last much beyond Damon, coming hard, a bit of a sob escaping, muffled against Damon's skin as he spilled into him.

It was cruel when Damon continued to tease her through her release, leaving her torn between pressing closer and wanting to pull away as the pleasure spiked to nearly painful heights. So much so that she was almost thankful when he turned his head, giving her enough time to open her eyes before she felt his fangs biting into her thigh.

A breathless curse mixed with a whimper as the scent of her own blood filled the air and she tugged at his hair to encourage him to continue to feed. It felt blissfully wonderful for him to do so right on the edge of her release.

Looking down, she watched as Damon shattered first and then her brother followed a few seconds later. She whimpered again, closing her eyes while tilting her head back with a small smile. Yes, the night had turned out rather perfectly.

Elijah practically collapsed on to Damon, the weight he'd been keeping on his legs giving out. He used the last bit of his immediate strength to slide out of him and collapse on the bed next to Rebekah, sliding an arm across her stomach.

Damon nuzzled at Rebekah's thigh a bit longer, then teased a kiss over the wounds he'd made. Stretching, he shifted and snuggled up to the other side of her, his arm mirroring Elijah's across her, fingertips brushing her brother's arm lightly.

Everything ached--from the vicious bite on his neck to the thorough use Elijah had made of other parts of him...but it was a good sort of ache he'd forgotten all about. "You two are dangerously addictive..."

Turning her head as Elijah collapsed beside her, she leaned over to brush a kiss against his cheek and then she did the same to Damon as he collapsed on the other side of her.

"I was going to say the same about the two of you." She commented, her voice low and husky with pleasure.

"Mmm..." Damon twisted enough to catch her lips in a sweetly searing kiss, as Elijah shifted more on his side to drop a kiss along her shoulder, snuggling a little closer.

"If we're all addicted, that certainly could be dangerous," Elijah murmured, sounding a little amused.

The back of her nails teased lightly over the faded wound on Damon's neck as she returned the kiss, humming appreciatively against his mouth while Elijah pressed a kiss to her shoulder.

She lingered in the kiss with a few more presses of her mouth before she pulled back to smile at Elijah's words. "Only in best meaning of the word."

Turning her head, she smiled tenderly at her brother before kissing him softly.

Damon shivered a bit at the touch over his neck, nipping lightly at her lower lip, wanting to stay close to her, to them, in ways that weren't completely usual.

Then again, it hadn't been a usual night by any stretch of the imagination.

Elijah returned her smile before kissing her, it still a heady feeling to be able to do so. "The best," he agreed in a soft murmur.

Breaking the kiss, Rebekah could admit that she felt rather content at the moment and she smiled as she fell back against the pillow.

"We'll definitely need a shower before we head home." She chuckled faintly, looking over them both.

Elijah chuckled as well, sweeping a glance over her and Damon. "Undoubtedly."

Damon smirked and stretched. "You're more than welcome to stay the night--before or after the shower."

He wasn't stupid enough to ever think about kicking either of them out of bed.

"Good, because I don't feel much like moving right now." She replied lazily, brushing a foot against Elijah's leg even while her fingers brushed against Damon's hip.

She also didn't feel like she needed to stop touching them apparently.

"Nor do I," Elijah admitted, letting his fingers ghost over Damon's arm, down to tease across Rebekah's stomach.

Damon's fingers mirrored his, little touches to Elijah, then along her ribs, tracing her curves, enjoying the nearness of them both, the easy feeling following release, not having to question anything.

"I'm glad I got the bigger bed, then." He brushed a kiss over her skin, tasting the remnants of salt and blood.

Rebekah shivered as their fingers danced across her skin, seeming to be everywhere at once so she couldn't tell whose touch it was sliding over her. She had missed the ease of being with someone, basking in the after glow of sex and now she was getting it two-fold.

"Mmm, I'm beginning to think everyone should have a very big bed like this." She nodded, her fingers sliding over Damon's as they brushed over her stomach. "I'll have to talk to the hotel about changing my bed."

Though she wasn't sure how her room mate would feel about her inviting two vampires in.

Elijah laughed. "You just might," he agreed. "My bed, sadly, is out of the question, for the moment."

He didn't know how Ric would feel about him inviting Rebekah in, though he had made no promise not to like he had with Klaus. She was his baby sister. She could visit if she wanted--she hadn't hurt Ric or Jenna. Damon came and went pretty much as he pleased, already.

But he honestly didn't know how his roommate would react if the part of the room that Damon came and went from was his bedroom.

Damon seemed to have a similar thought and chuckled. "As potentially sitcom-style amusing as that could be...you're probably right."

"Well, then I suppose we'll have to keep using your bed." She smirked over at Damon.

Honestly, she really didn't care much hough she could imagine there were a few people who would have something to say about their particular arrangement but she would simply ignore them.

Damon grinned at her, flashed a smile over at Elijah.

"I'm not complaining about that proposition..."

Elijah smiled a little back, brushing another little kiss over her skin. For the first time since Lexi left, the smiles felt real. This didn't automatically make everything right, but there was a cathartic release in it that left him feeling sated and warm and connected in a way he really had needed more than he had words for.

"I should hope not." She smirked in response.

Then she leaned in to brush her mouth along Elijah's cheek, drifting to the spot behind his ear so she could give him a soft nuzzle.

"You should try getting some rest, Elijah." She pulled back enough to look at him again.

Elijah cast her a little amused look, leaning into her touch and settling more against her, letting his eyes closed.

"Why am I the one who needs the rest?" He did. Desperately.

Damon did, too, really, but he was fighting it.

"Because you're old." Rebekah replied cheekily, brushing her fingers through his hair soothingly.

Elijah arched an eyebrow at her, before snorting in laughter. "Brat."

Rebekah didn't find it nearly as insulting when he said it and so she laughed after pressing a kiss to his shoulder. "And you love me for it."

"I do," he murmured, pressing a kiss to her temple. "Very much so."

Damon smiled a little, watching them, feeling a tiny pang.

Rebekah seemed to sense the pang that Damon felt as she reached to slide her hand over his, her fingers linking with his own.

Damon smiled at her, lifting her hand to press a soft kiss to her skin. Pleased by the contact, he gave Elijah a little smile, as well.

"Sleep if you need to..."

Rebekah gave Damon's fingers a gentle squeeze even while nodding in agreement.

"We'll be here when you wake up."

Sleep was something Elijah had done a lot of these past couple of months--it had been his only escape, and sometimes the dreams were good. Tonight, he didn't really feel the need for escape, but for the first time since Lexi left, he thought maybe he could sleep truly peacefully, curled up and tangled with people he cared about, who cared about him.

He gave them both a smile, holding Rebekah a little closer, sinking into the pillows with a sigh.

Damon shifted away just to grab the covers to pull up over them for the extra coziness. He leaned down to kiss Rebekah one more time, then slipped around them to catch Elijah between them, not wanting him to feel alone on either side. He settled again, resnagging Rebekah's hand over Elijah as he settled.

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