Name: Revenge

Warning: Non-con Sex/Rape on a minor, Bloodplay, Yaoi.

Summary: Elena broke Damon's heart, and he wants revenge. When Elena isn't home, he decides her little brother is just as good.

Pairing: Damon/Jeremy

He wanted revenge. That was all Damon wanted. Someone to pay for his pain. His brother had taken the woman he loved, for the second time in his 100+ years of living. He was angry. He was hurt. And he wanted revenge.

The sun set early on that fall night. Light from the moon peeking out of the clouds. Damon had one too many shots that night. And his breath smelled of booze as he angerly walked up Elena's drive way. She was at as many fault as Stefan. The little whore. Playing with his emotions as if he was another one of her toys. Stefan was no better. His own BROTHER. He betrayed him. He was going to take Elena back whether her or stefan liked it or not.

The door creeked open with a slight sound. The downstairs was dark, all the lights turned off. The light hum of the heater was the only thing heard. Damon checked the time, twelve am. You would think someone would be up.

Damon walked up the stairs and into the first room on the right, he knew it was Elena's from all the times he sneaked in and watched her sleep. But, he found the room empty of any living thing other than the roses stefan gave her. The eldest brother felt a twinge of anger rise in him as he knocked the flowers over, shattering the the glass vase.

He was angry even more now. Someone had to pay. Someone had to see and know the same pain he did. He froze when he heard something. A faint bump or rolling sound. He used his vampire hearing to survey the area.

A small smirk arose on his face when he realized he could hear steady breathing and a soft heart beat. He stood up and walked into another room, the room next door. Elena's little brother. The kid had to be around fifteen or sixteen. A sweet boy with chocolate eyes and hair that fell in his face. He slept peacefully on the bed, hair softly lying over his pale skin.

It was then that Damon knew. Maybe Elena rejected him, but Jeremy was just as good. And Damon would make sure the boy wouldn't be able to reject him. The vampire sat down on the bed, studying the boy as if he was a strange, beautiful creature. Jeremy had much more beautiful features than Elena. His skin was softer too, he noted as he ran a finger over the boy's cheek.

Damon realized now the erection in his pants. The kid was turning him on. He wanted to just rip off his clothes and take the boy viciously on that bed. Whether he screamed or not. Whether he cried or begged. It didn't matter. Elena would feel so bad knowing Damon raped her little brother. The reject of the family.

Damon started realizing the kid was much like him. The outcast, that no one wanted to speak to or deal with. Ether way, it didn't matter, the boy didn't matter. He was a pawn in Damon's game.

It was then that Jeremy awoken.

He jumped, crawling up the bed. His back hit the headboard with a thump. Damon didn't move. Just smirked.

"What the fuck are you doing, Damon?" Jeremy asked, he rubbed his eyes. He was confused on why the older man was sitting on his bed, looking at him in such a strange way...

Damon didn't reply to Jeremy, he just bent down to kiss him on the lips. The kiss started out gentle, but as Jeremy struggled the kiss became harsh and rough. Jeremy fought against the big hands holding his in place. He tried to pull his head away but Damon was strong. He managed to push the chest off of him.

"WHAT ARE YOU DOING!" The boy yelled, he could taste the booze now and realized he was in big, big trouble. Damon tried to kiss him again, this time his hand grabbed Jeremy's limp cock. Jeremy pushed away and got out of bed and ran for the door.

He couldn't think straight. Damon, Elena's friend, the guy who seemed close to her, was trying to kiss him. None of it made sense. He was about to be raped by his older sister's friend. His hands tried to open the door but in a second,. Damon had the dark haired teen face first against the wall. A loud scream echoed the room when teeth cut through Jeremy's neck.

His fingers clawed at the door, the pain so strong. He screamed Elena and Jenna's name over and over begging for someone to help him.

Jeremy was thrown harshly to the floor, skidding on the wood flooring across the room. Blood poured down his neck and chest.

"Everyone's gone Jeremy, its just you and me. No one's gonna hear you scream." Damon's voice was cold and lacked emotion. Much like those pale blue eyes.

"Stop it!" The ex-druggie growled. Damon stalked him as he backed up. "I said NO! No means no!" He felt like a girl saying that. Everyone always told girls what to do when stuff like this happened. But he was never told. Now he was about to be raped and he couldn't fight back. He couldn't stop it.

Damon grabbed his arm and threw him on the bed so hard he fell off the other side. His skull cracked against the floor. Tears built up in his eyes. He was going to be killed. Raped or killed. Or both.

He felt a hand grab him by his hair and yank him up and onto the bed. The said hands tore off his clothes and stripped him naked. Damon grabbed the boy's thin but somewhat musclar arm and pierced it with his teeth. The teen cried out again. He had already lost so much blood. He couldn't fight.

Damon couldn't believe the sight over him. The boy had such a beautiful body. Hard abs, soft skin, and a beautiful penis. Damon lifted his legs to see he had a tight, small asshole. Probably a virgin. He knew his length would injure the boy but he didn't care.

He could see the kid started crying already. Shaking and pushing weakly. He already lost too much blood. Damon felt good, for once he felt in power. He felt better than someone. The kid was feeling worthless and he was making him feel that way.

He thrusted his cock into Jeremy's tight hole. The boy's eyes shot while open and he screamed so loud it hurt Damon's ears. Jeremy was warm. So warm and tight. "Haha, you're a little whore aren't you?" Damon's sharp teeth bite into the other's shoulder.

"Help me...help me...!" Jeremy was crying openingly now. It hurt so bad. Damon thrusted again, harder this time. He screamed just as loud.

"Do you like it when I fuck you?" Damon asked and Jeremy shook his head.

"It hurts." Damon thrusted again, and again. Jeremy's hands clawed at the older man's back. He kicked his legs but it didn't stop him. Damon sunk his teeth into the teen's shoulder again. Enjoying the taste of the sweet blood running down his throat. Jeremy screamed again, tears streaked his face, he fought and fought. He wanted Elena or Jenna, or someone to come home. Help him. Get this crazy Vampire off him, he was screaming in pain. It hurt so bad.

Damon's anger completely blinded him of any sense that he was hurting this kid badly. He no longer cared. The thrusts got deeper and harder. Jeremy's cries got louder and louder. Damon dug his teeth into the boy's neck again, his throat was covered in blood but he never stopped screaming and crying and fighting.

"Dammit kid, quit fighting me." Damon's voice was more of a growl clouded with such anger. It wasn't for the boy who lied screaming and bleeding under him. It was for Elena and for Stefan. Someone needed to pay and this kid just happened to be in the wrong place at the wrong time.

"Please...Damon, stop! It hurts...Ow, it hurts!" Jeremy was coughing up blood. It felt like hours of torture when it had only been twenty minutes. Jeremy knew that Damon could go even longer since he was a vampire. He had no idea how long Damon would torture him, or when Elena or Jenna would come home.

He had stopped fighting now, because of all the blood loss. Crimson stained his bedsheets. He could barely move, every part of his body hurt. He wanted to just pass out but he couldn't. He didn't know if it was the fear or something Damon was doing.

"Please, I can't...Please stop it." Damon looked down at the boy, watching as the tears rolled down the pale face. He was shaking, Damon noticed. And sweating, blood was running from his lips. Damon felt a twinge of guilt in his chest.

He finished the job and came inside the young teen and let him go and got off of him. Damon stood above him, he was choking on his own blood. The crimson was all over his shoulders and neck. Tears ran down his face slowly and disappeared into his hair line.

Damon would be lying if he said he didn't feel the least bit bad about what he had done. He tried to push away the feeling of guilt but he couldn't as the blood and fluid trickled out of Jeremy's torn ass.

Damon turned to walk out of the room but a soft voice stopped him. "Please...Just tell me...why did you do this to me?" Jeremy's voice cracked. "I can't live with myself I don't even know why you did this to me?"

Damon went to open the door but the teen screamed out. "PLEASE! You owe me that much! What did I ever do to you!" The kid was sobbing now, it hurt Damon's ears. "Please, why did you do this to me. Please, please, tell me!"

Damon turned around and looked at Jeremy, he walked over to the bed. The guilt came back when the kid cowarded when Damon came close. "Jeremy..." Damon started but he didn't know what to say...He had raped a teenaged boy, brutally beat him and fucked him just because his sister was a bitch to him.

Damon turned and left. Leaving the boy lying on the bed, sobbing hard into his blood covered pillow. Damon never turned back. Not even when he heard the teen gagging and puking because he was in so much pain. Not even when he screamed for help, for someone to make the pain stop.

Damon wanted someone to pay. But why did he feel so bad.

FIN?

I'm not sure if I'll write anymore to this. I might but who knows.