a/n: I've just recently finish rewatching season 1 of The Vampire Diaries and this plot bunny wouldn't leave me alone; I was practically forced to write this LOL. It utterly got out of hand, I mean waaaaay out hand.

This is Stefan/Alaric, please enjoy.

Summary: Stefan and Alaric have met before the history teacher comes to Mystic Falls—but that not the only drama that takes over the town, with new friendships and pasts coming to a head, there will always be a crises where vampires are involved. [Season 1 Tag] [Canon Divergences]

Includes/WARNING: Stefan/Alaric Slash, Smut, Drama & Angst, 'Underage,' Violence, Season 1 Spoilers, AU, Canon Divergence, Stefan&Bonnie&Elena Friendship, Stefan&Damon(&Katherine) Drama, Suicidal Thoughts/Past Attempts, (Emotional/)Hurt/Comfort, , Whump!Stefan, Vampire Stuff, Family, Break-ups/Heartbreak, Teenage drama, Brotherly!Damon,

Graphic Depictions of: M/M, Vampire Violence & Feeding on Animals/Humans.

~ The Vampire Diaries ~

One Thing

[PROLOGUE]

Stefan buried his face in the crook of his elbow, moaning in pleasure, as he felt the veins throb and crawl around his eyes and the sharp pain in his gums as he fought against his fangs. His senses heightened exponentially as they always did when he 'vamped-out,' the predator coming to the fore.

He focused on the large-palmed hands grasping his hips, caressing his ribs and back, teasing his cock. The groans and grunts that were not his own. The live panting breath behind him.

It had been a while since he'd done this, allowed himself this luxury. Not just sex with a man but sex in general. Sex was a struggle in restraint for Stefan, especially when he was with a human. The warmth of them, the smell of their perpetration and arousal. The sound of that rapid pumping heart, the warm pulsing blood beneath such a thin layer of delicate skin.

Sex made him hungry. Sex made him want to feed, to take that extra bit of pleasure and give himself that wicked orgasmic feel of warm, human blood filling him up, claiming it. Bathe-

He gave a cry as his prostate was continually stroked by his bed partner's seeming tireless strokes. It was driving him insane! "Ric!" his fangs came out and buried them into his own arm to stop himself from doing something terrible and reckless like devouring the history professor.

He was passing through North Carolina on his way back home, back to Mystic Falls. It had been 50 years since he was there last; there had been an incident, he'd fought with Damon, who lashed out and killed their nephew Jacob. He found himself on the Duke University campus, walking through the busy halls, when he found himself sitting in on one of the lectures.

Professor Alaric Saltzman had drawn him in as he talked about the Chinese Empire. The enthusiasm on the subject, his love. Stefan had a thing for history, too. He'd lived through so much of it, been a part of it. To see the world literally grow and mature, laws and technology developed and employed. It was both torture and privilege to have been able to experience it because of his vampirism.

Stefan couldn't help himself so when the hall cleared he descended the stairs to the stage where Alaric was packing up, told him how much he enjoyed the lecture. That he was a visiting student doing the tour to see if he wanted to go to Duke after he graduated this year and how interested he was in history. Alaric was delighted to have a young mind interested and they got a bite to eat in some hole-in-the-wall discussing several eras well into the night before they ended up back at Alaric's apartment.

And here they were.

Stefan withdrew his fangs from his arm, managed to clear away the little blood it drew with a swipe of his tongue. He rose his head, succeeding to settle his face back into its more human reflection and reached up, grasping the headboard.

He'd held off long enough, the tight coil of orgasm in his lower belly was fit to tear him apart if he didn't let go. So he did.

His sac drew up and he trembled into the climax, ejaculating on his stomach and thighs, calling out as he clenched around Alaric cock buried in him and forcing the man into a long awaited orgasm. Alaric grunted and clutched at him with enough force to bruise any human, but they were already healed before he even took his hands away. Stefan could feel the warmth of his sperm through the latex of the condom as he finished, slumping onto the vampire teen's sweaty back, panting heavily.

Alaric nuzzled the sweaty hair at the nape of his neck, before kissing the knob at the top of his spine. He wanted nothing more than to collapse right there but he pulled back, holding the base of the condom around his now flaccid cock, his other going soothingly to Stefan's hip as he gently pulled out, stroking the golden flesh.

Stefan gave a soft exhale, still leaning against the headboard, feeling disappointed at the severance of their connect and the stolen warmth.

"Alright?" Alaric quested as he discarded the condom.

"Mm." Stefan hummed in pleased agreement. He turned and slumped down against the headboard. Alaric handed him some tissue from the nightstand beside the bed.

"I thought I might have gone a bit overboard." He admitted, embarrassed. "I don't know what came over me," he brushed a hand through his dirty-blond hair, "It's been a while."

Stefan flashed him a small smile. "It's been a while for me, too. Feels like it's been decades." It definitely has.

Alaric snorted, cruising the muscled, lean body displayed before him as he cleaned himself off with the provided tissue. "Why don't I believe that, Stefan."

"You'll just have to take my word for it," he teased, leaning over the older man to throw away the soiled tissue and then took advantage of the position to swoop in and claim Ric's lips in a kiss.

Alaric opened up with a chuckle, his tongue swiping against Stefan's and picking up the remaining traces of the vampire's blood without realizing. His cock stirred between them as the kiss grew more heated, thickening with hot blood in arousal. He hadn't that short a refractory period since he was a pre-teen going through puberty, body flooded with hormones.

Stefan reached between them, grasping his already rock-hard member with Alaric's thickening one and stroking them together. He caught the blond's stuttering groans with nips and licks against his pink lips.

Stefan released them, rising on his knees and shifting further into the professor's lap, his erection rubbing against his hairy stomach before he reached behind himself and between, grasping Alaric's thick throbbing cock and started to guide him to his entrance.

"Wait-" Alaric started, breaking the kiss as he realized what Stefan was about to do. They needed another condom and more lube; the last thing he wanted was to injure the young man—but Stefan already made the decision for him, lowering himself onto his erection. There was still lube slicking his hole and Alaric slid in easily enough. What the lube didn't make up for, vampire healing would.

Stefan gasped and Alaric couldn't stop the low grown as he grasped Stefan's hips to help steady him as he drew slowly down. He carefully watched the teen's expression for signs of pain or distress through his own lust, but only saw his forest green eyes flutter in pleasure and his parted lips echo the sentiment in audio.

"Okay?" Alaric stroked his cheek and down his neck as Stefan settled fully seated without a hitch.

"Stop worrying. I'm not a kid." He pressed their foreheads together, arms wrapped around his shoulders, pressing them close. He could feel the human's strong heartbeat beat against the right side of his lower chest.

But you fucking are, Alaric wanted to say, but that concern was overlaid with pleasure and lust as Stefan gyrated his hips, slowly at first, then faster, creating a steady intense rhythm. He wrapped his arms around the teen, holding him, Stefan's cock sandwiched between their torsos, stimulated as Ric undulated his own hips and they moved against each other together.

They started kissing again, gasping into each other's salivating mouths, tongues dancing in concert. Stefan just wanted to inhale the man inside of him in every way. The vampire didn't fight the building orgasm this time as he prostate was stimulated until it was unbearable, he didn't vamp-out either. He let the pulses wash over and through, flexing his muscled walls against the pliable naked flesh inside of him.

They came nearly simultaneously, Stefan against their stomachs, Alaric inside of him, crying out each other's names into the recipients mouth like a mewl of ecstasy.

They fell back into bed, tangled. Alaric's head pillowed against Stefan's chest. He was fast asleep before he could notice the absence of a heartbeat.

Stefan was gone before he awoke in the morning.

[...tbc...]

~ The Vampire Diaries ~

More chapters will follow. I'm still writing and need to break this thing into chapters. So you like Alarfan as much as I do? Please fav and review and stay tuned!