#tvdfanfic

The boarding house was silent but for the heavy sound of your breathing and the deliberate click of Stefan’s shoes on the floorboards. His eyes pinned you in place—green, dark with the kind of focus that left no room for escape. He stood before you, arms folded, shirt sleeves rolled to his elbows, the picture of calm control, though the tension rolling off him was anything but.

“You thought you could defy me,” Stefan said, voice velvet steel, neither raised nor hurried. “You thought I wouldn’t notice.”

Your lips parted to protest, but he silenced you with a raised hand. “No excuses.” His gaze flicked over you, lingering on the way you squirmed in the chair he’d placed you in, wrists bound loosely with his tie, ankles spread and locked by his knees braced on either side. “Tonight, you learn what disobedience earns you.”

He sank to his knees in front of you, fingers ghosting up your thighs, light as a whisper until they reached the edge of your skirt. “Punishment,” he murmured, “with pleasure sharp enough to make you regret your arrogance.”

His mouth descended slowly, lips brushing your inner thigh, the scrape of his fangs a deliberate tease. You jolted when his breath warmed over your soaked panties, your hips twitching upward instinctively. Stefan smirked against the fabric. “Already desperate, and I haven’t even started.”

With deliberate patience, he dragged your panties aside and pressed the faintest kiss to your clit. The tenderness of it burned more than cruelty. He kissed again, slow, reverent, then licked a long stripe down your slit, his tongue soft, savoring. A moan broke from your throat, needy and high.

“That’s not begging,” he said, pulling back, his lips glistening with your slick. “That’s indulgence. Punishment means restraint.”

He leaned back in, mouth closing around your clit, sucking just hard enough to make your back arch. Then—he stopped. Completely. He sat back on his heels, eyes locked on yours, his hands firm on your thighs keeping you open while your hips writhed uselessly.

“Stefan—please—” you gasped.

“Not good enough.” His voice was darker now, edged with command. “Beg like you mean it.”

You whimpered, shame and need tangling, the ropes of his control tightening invisibly around you. “Please, Stefan, I’ll do anything, just—please let me come.”

His smirk softened into something dangerous, something fond. He bent back down, this time devouring you. His tongue flicked mercilessly over your clit, his mouth sucking, worshiping, punishing all at once. He groaned into you, the sound vibrating through your body until you screamed, your thighs clenching around his head, bound wrists straining against the tie.

The orgasm hit you like a wave, violent, shuddering, wracking you with sobs as he licked and sucked through every convulsion. He didn’t stop—didn’t give you reprieve—his hands pinning you down, tongue relentless as he pushed you into overstimulation, tears slipping hot down your cheeks.

“Too much?” he asked when you screamed his name again, voice tight with another climax building. He kissed your thigh, gentle as a lover, before plunging back between your legs like a master punishing his wayward student. “Good. You’ll learn.”

You broke again, body shaking, pleasure and punishment blurred into one as Stefan swallowed every drop of your ruin like it belonged to him. And when you sagged against the chair, trembling, spent, his lips brushed yours in a kiss so tender it contradicted the cruelty of his discipline.

You couldn’t help but fall for Damon as well. With his killer good look and charismatic energy he had you blushing furiously whenever he came around with his brother and Elana.

You and Damon soon started talking and hanging out without Elana and Stefan around. Your quick remarks to Damon’s flirty attitude had him asking you out in no time.

Before you knew it the two of you were practically spending every waking moment together and that’s how Damon came to be in the predicament he was currently in. You had come over the night before, one thing led to another, and soon you were wrapped up in Damon’s arms falling asleep to his steady breathing. When Damon first woke up he was happy to see that you were still peacefully asleep next to him. He grabbed his phone off the nightstand before checking his socials. Not long after, you started to come out of your sleep. Damon watched as you slowly opened your eyes before giving him a smile.

“Morning sleeping beauty.” he chuckled giving you his classic smirk. You playfully shoved at him, rolling your eyes.

“How’d you sleep?” you mumbled, snuggling closer into him.

“Amazing, I think our pre-workout really helped.” You let out a laugh before looking up at him.

“Is that what we’re calling that now? A pre bedtime workout?” you giggled.

“Pre anything workout baby.” Damon told you, hoisting you onto his lap so you could feel his growing erection through his boxers. You gently placed your hands on his shoulders and rolled your hips giving him a smug smile as his grip tightened on your hips and let out a hiss.

“I wouldn’t want you to start something if you don’t think you can finish it.” Damon told you as his pupils blew wide, making your thin panties wet.

“Oh it’s not me you have to worry about.” you told him raising your hands above your head and stretching. Damon watched as your tee shirt rode up, exposing the slight swell of the underside of your breasts. Your smooth skin stretching out beautifully as you tilted your head back welcoming in the new day. Damon couldn’t take it anymore. He forcefully gripped your hips, flipping you over on the bed as you let out a small yelp of surprise. Damon pinned your arms above your head with one hand as he slowly started to grope your side with the other. His head was right next to your neck and when he spoke you could feel the warmth of his breath.

“Oh baby, you have no idea what that did to me.” he told you before leaving open mouthed kisses along your neck. Gently sucking here and there with some gentle love bites. Slowly he moved down your body, ripping the shirt from your heaving chest. He softly played with your breasts before wrapping his tongue around one of your nipples. You let out a sigh of pleasure, curling your fingers into his dark locks.

“Damon…” you breathed out as he flicked the tip of his tongue back and forth over the hardened bud. Soon he was switching breasts, giving the other the same exact love and attention he gave the first. His rough calloused hands felt fantastic against your tender skin as he slowly worked his way downwards. Gentle kitten licks and kisses were given before he rose up to look at you.

“I can smell your arousal.” he grunted out. “It’s like your pussy is calling me. It needs me, don’t you think so bunny?” The use of the pet name along with Damon’s growing bulge sent a shiver down your spine. You quickly licked your lips before parting them, knowing he was waiting for an answer.

“Yes sir, she needs you real bad.” Damon let out a breathy moan before his fingers were slowly stripping you of your panties. He watched as he pulled the cloth away, a string of arousal still clinging onto them. He lifted a finger, grabbing some of your juices before popping it into his mouth. You watched as he suckled on his finger, desperately trying to taste every little drop of you. He hadn’t even touched you yet and you were already whining, trying to buck your hips, trying to get him to touch you where you wanted him most. “Damon, please.” you whimpered out as more juices ran out of you. Damon smirked at you before nestling his head between your thighs. Soon you felt his warm tongue running through your folds. You let out a lust filled moan as his tongue ran gently over your clit. “Ohhh, Damonnn.” you called out before he was gently sliding his tongue over your clit.

“Mmm, bunny, you're so sensitive to me.” he murmured to you before traveling back down towards your entrance and shoving his skillful muscle into you.

“Oh, sir, yes!” you cried out to him. Once Damon felt you were ready he coated one of his fingers in your juices before plunging it into your gaping entrance. He raised his head up to look at you through lust filled eyes as he added a second finger. Your mouth fell open as his two digits hit your g-spot, sending your mind fuzzy.

“Oh yeah bunny, that’s the spot, isn’t it.” Damon hummed as he ran his fingers over that soft spongy spot again. You could feel your climax coming, you just needed one final push. Damon knew this and latched his lips onto your clit, sucking it into his mouth as he rolled his tongue aggressively over it while scratching your insides just right.

“Sir, I’m gonna cum!” You yelled out but right as your climax was about to come crashing down Damon pulled away, his mouth leaving your clit and his fingers stopping their frenzy. You let out a frustrated whimper at the loss of contact, looking down at Damon, waiting for some type of explanation.

Tonight was the night. You decided to wear something a little more daring and revealing than you would normally wear. It would probably rile Stefan up even more. You wore a tight denim skirt that landed somewhere mid-thigh and a little, dark red, velvet, low-cut top. You put on a pair of high heels to finish the look. You took a glance of yourself in the mirror and you hardly recognised the girl you were looking at. 

Klaus promised to pick you up, so you could go to the grill together. Damon and Alaric were already in the grill for a while when you and Klaus arrived. You entered the grill with Klaus who had one of his hands on your waist. You scanned the bar to spot Damon and Alaric when you unexpectedly spotted a pair of green eyes that almost seem to pierce right through you with rage. You were surprised to see that Stefan was already there. Atleast it would make your plan easier. In fact, it was already working, because you had never seen Stefan look this angry.

You smiled at Klaus as he guided you towards the bar. “Gentlemen.” he said as he nodded at Damon and Alaric. “Stefan.” he said without even granting Stefan a nod or look. Klaus ordered a drink for you as well and you immediately emptied the glass to calm yourself down a little bit. “Want another one, love.” Klaus asked. All you did was nod and Klaus ordered again for you. You sat down next to Klaus as you playfully placed your hand on his shoulder. You felt his muscles tense under your touch. 

You knew that Stefan’s eyes were locked at your physique without even granting him a glance. You could picture him sitting there, with his hand tight around his drink and the anger dripping off his face. Klaus placed his hand on your knee and he started to whisper in your ear as his hand slowly traveled up along your leg to the hem of your skirt. You felt your heart raging and you knew that Klaus could clearly hear your heartbeat. 

His lips were mere inches away from yours and you had to fight the urge to crash your lips against his. You had no time to think about how Klaus’ lips would feel against yours, because you were harshly grabbed and dragged away from the bar. Stefan couldn’t take the sight of Klaus and you getting cozy anymore. He picked you up and threw you over his shoulder as he hastily exited the grill. “Apparently (Y/N) was right.” Damon laughed as he took another sip of his drink. Klaus couldn’t bring out a word, since he was still mesmerized by your touch and how your breath felt on his skin. He knew that you would never leave Stefan for him, but he would have sweared that there was something between the two of you just there before.

Stefan had carried you to the backalley of the grill. He placed you back on your feet again before he harshly pushed you against the brick wall. “What the fuck was that little show in there?” he said as he angrily slammed the wall behind you. “It wasn’t a show.” you said. You knew that what you were about to say could be dangerous, since you had no idea how Stefan would react and if he would actually hurt you. “Klaus has been there for me these last couple of weeks. Can’t say the same about you.” you said daring. “You’re so naive, (Y/N). Of course Klaus doesn’t give a damn about you. You’re vulnerable and he sees an opportunity to profit from your state now. Whenever he gets what he wants he will toss you aside like an old newspaper.” Stefan assured you. Deep down you knew that Stefan might be right, but you would lie if you said that his words didn’t hurt you.

“Seeing you with him, of all people, made me so furious.” he growled. “You really need to be punished for what you just did.” he said with a low and dark voice as he brought his face closer to yours. You could feel his breath on your skin and you longed for his lips on yours. Unfortunately, he didn’t give you what you desired. Instead he turned you around and pinned your hands up against the wall. “You’ve been such a bad girl tonight, (Y/N).” he whispered into your ear as he ran his finger down your spine at an agonizingly slow space. You were already out of breath, eventhough he had barely touched you yet.

He raised his hand, which came down at your ass harshily. “This is for dressing up so sexy.” He hit you a second time. “This one is for flirting with him.” he practically spit out that last word. His hand came down one more time. “And this one is for letting him touch you like that.” You moaned loudly once his hand made contact with your skin. Your sounds caught the attention of some pedestrians on the main road. “I need you to keep quiet, (Y/N). We don’t want to get caught, now do we?” he said slowly. “Now. I need you to be a good little girl and suck my dick.” he whispered as you turned around and got down on your knees.

The possibility of getting caught was only adding to your arousal. You pulled his pants and boxers down just enough for his dick to spring free against his still clothed abdomen. He was so ready for you and you for him. You pumped him a couple of times before you licked a stripe up on the bottom of his base. You slowly started to circle the tip with your tongue. Stefan was silently moaning and you loved that you had so much power over him right now. “Stop the teasing, (Y/N).” Stefan said daring as he grabbed your hair and guided your mouth down his member. You gagged a little when his tip hit the back of your throat. You started to bob your head and you hollowed your cheeks around him, causing him to groan and he tightened his grip around your hair.

He started to move his hips and tears started to well in your eyes and slowly dripped down your cheeks. You grabbed the side of his thighs to steady yourself. He gradually moved his hips faster and you started to suck harder. “Fuck, you feel so good.” Stefan moaned. “I’m close.” he said seconds before he released his hot cum in your mouth. You swallowed everything he had to offer and happily licked your lips. 

“Get up.” he said as he lifted you up easily. Stefan wasted no time and immediately pushed your skirt up and moved your panties to the side. He entered you right after, making you moan loudly. He covered your mouth with his hand before you would draw too much attention. “I believe I told you to keep quiet.” he hissed into your ear. You nodded. “I’m going to ask you once more. Can you keep quiet?” “Yes, Stefan. I can.” you whispered. “Good. There will be consequences otherwise.” he smirked as he fastened his pace. 

The mix of pleasure and pain made you feel blisfully amazing. Stefan attached his lips to your neck and his thumb to your clit, simultaneously. You really needed to surpress the urge to moan his name from the top of your longs. Stefan picked you up and you automatically wrapped your legs around his back. He used one hand to keep you in place and he placed the other one to the wall behind you to stable himself. His rate sped up and he hit all the right places inside of you. You rolled your eyes out of pleasure as a warm feeling spread through your entire body. “I’m so close, Stefan.” you mumbled. “Mmmh, you make me feel so good.” you purred at him.