Connections

Damon/Elena/Isobel (Vamp/Human/Vamp)

Rating: M – Threesome Lemon

Disclaimer: I hope L.J. Smith or the CW doesn't pull an "Anne Rice" because I LOVE writing FanFiction about it! I don't own it, if I did, Ian Somerhalder would probably NEVER have clothes on! :D

…you laugh like I'm kidding…

Summary: 3-Part Fic: "Why Stefan? Why didn't you go for Damon?" Isobel comes to check up on her daughter and finds that she's still with Stefan. She decides to play a little matchmaker, but remembers how good a lover Damon was and decides she wants in on the action. ;D

A/N: Okay, so I was reading "Lemons" by word-nerdxD (Go read that and "BloodLust" – she's a freaking AMAZING writer!) and damonXelenaXforever requested a Damon/Elena/Isobel one, so I thought that I'd do my own. This is my first girl-guy-girl type of thing, so bare with me if it sucks! (Ha. Sucks. Vampires. Sex. "Sucks." HA!)

A/N 2/Rant: I SWEAR I AM GOING TO EFFING KILL KEVIN WILLIAMSON! I think they are taking ideas from FanFiction…I totally started writing this BEFORE Isobel came back in the last episode…-_-

Chapter 1 is "Can't Pick Your Family."

Chapter 2 is "Ties Aren't How We Are Bound…"

Chapter 3 is "Family is Forever…Literally."

Chapter 1: "Can't Pick Your Family."

Gilbert House – 11:10 p.m.

Isobel silently crept through the Gilbert House. Jenna, Elena's legal guardian had let her in just hours before. Jenna thought she recognized Isobel, but (with a little compulsion) she was able to convince her otherwise.

Besides, the real reason she was even back in Mystic Falls was because she wanted to make sure Elena was making the right choices – and by that she meant that Elena was with Damon by now. It's not that she particularly liked Damon (after all, she'd tried to have him killed.) but she definitely liked him a lot better than Stefan. From what Katherine had told her about him, and what Elena used to be like before her "parents" died, Damon seemed like the better choice.

And she still wanted Stefan killed if she couldn't get away with killing both of the Salvatore brothers.

She walked upstairs to Elena's bedroom, contemplating how she would get Elena to get with Damon. When she reached Elena's room, she knocked once on the door, hoping her daughter was still awake.

"Come in," Elena said.

Isobel smirked. A night owl, just like her mother. Ha.

As soon as she opened the door, Elena jumped off of the bed. "I thought I told you to leave."

"You did," She replied absently, looking around the room.

"Then why are you here?"

Isobel met her daughter's eyes and smiled. "I want to talk to you."

"No."

"Why not?" Isobel asked, rolling her eyes at her daughter's stubbornness. She got that from her father.

"I don't trust you."

She sighed irately. Might as well get right to it, then. "Meet me at the Salvatore Boarding House at Midnight."

"Why?"

"We need to talk," Isobel replied automatically. "And you seemed to act better around me with your boys by your side." She grinned when she sensed Elena's discomfort. "So is it a deal?"

"Yes. It's a deal." Elena said warily.

"Good." Isobel smiled and she was gone.

Salvatore Boarding House – Damon's Room – 11:56 p.m.

Isobel walked down the hall until she could sense that Damon was nearby – he made her, after all. She opened one door and found that it was Damon's Bedroom. She looked around at the marvelous room and briefly wondered if Elena had ever been in here.

"Well, if it isn't 'Mommy Dearest.'" Damon said from behind her.

With a smirk, Isobel turned, pleased to be greeted with a shirtless Damon.

"What are you doing here?" He asked, walking past her to his closet.

Isobel ignored his question and crossed her arms. "Why haven't you been fucking my daughter?"

Damon slowly turned an amused smirk on his face. "What?"

Isobel rolled her eyes. "Please, Damon. It's not like you haven't thought about it before. And to be honest, I'd like her better with you than Stefan."

"You have lost it woman."

Isobel suddenly appeared in front of him. She opened her mouth to say something, and then slowly grinned.

"What are you smiling about?"

"Oh, I'm just remembering how hot it was to be underneath you," She grinned.

"Mhm." He smirked. "And on top of me and on your knees in front of me…" He suddenly pulled her roughly to him.

She "vamped out," letting her fangs lengthen and she grinned when she felt his hardness press against her.

Elena walked up the stairs to get Stefan, hoping she got to him before Isobel. She reached Stefan's bedroom door and knocked.

Nothing.

Shit, Elena thought. He's trying to get information from Katherine in the tomb.

Fine. She'd have to get Damon.

She ran down the hall and opened the door without knocking and froze.

"Isobel?"

Isobel was riding Damon on his bed, a bite mark on the inside of her thigh and on her breast and he had one on his neck.

The two of them stopped their movements and looked at her. Damon looked completely shocked and almost horrified –it was, after all, her mother that he was fucking. Isobel on the other hand looked smug.

"I can assure you this wasn't part of the plan, Elena." She said, smirking.

"What? What plan? I thought you just wanted to talk to me?"

Rolling her eyes, Isobel swung her leg over Damon's body, causing him to slide out of her (and to be exposed to Elena) and stood up. "Have you taught her nothing, Damon?"

In the blink of an eye, Damon had put his jeans on and Isobel was just wearing one of his shirts.

Isobel turned back to Elena. "Elena, I want you to be with Damon."

"What? Why?"

"Because, he's just…so much better for you." She smirked. "I've seen how you were before Grayson and what's-her-face died. You were fun."

Elena was just in shock. "If you wanted me to be with him then why were you fucking him?" She blurted and Isobel laughed.

"You see?" She said. "'Fucking?' How many times has Stefan 'fucked' you, Elena? How often does he give you what you want, hmm?"

"Isobel…" Damon said, looking utterly and completely confused. "What are you doing?"

Isobel sighed dramatically. "I'm trying to get you to fuck my daughter. There was a little bit of a distraction." She threw a smirk over her shoulder at Damon.

Elena scoffed. "Apparently."

"Elena," Isobel appeared in front of her, her hands soothingly on her shoulders. "What do you really want? Since your…parents died, you haven't been the same. Think about it. This could help you make your choice."

"What? Seeing who's the better brother in bed?" She asked in disbelief.

"No," Isobel said softly. "To see who brings out the real you, Elena." She paused, looking into her daughter's eyes. "Stefan's not here. Damon is. Give in to the lust you've felt for him."

Elena wondered how Isobel knew how much she wanted Damon. What she was saying kind of – in a twisted way, made sense. She looked at Damon for help, but the only thing she saw on his face was lust for her; he could sense her arousal.

"Okay," Her mouth said and her mind screamed, 'WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?'

Stepping out of Isobel's grasp, she walked over to Damon, stopping in front of him.

"One more thing," Isobel turned to face them and smirked. "I want in."

"What?" Damon said, eyebrows raised.

"Oh, come on, Damon. It's not like you and your brother didn't do it with Katherine. Hell, I did it with Katherine. I don't see why the both of us can't teach Elena a thing or two."

Nobody said anything for a minute until Damon looked at Elena. "It's your decision."

Elena realized how husky his voice had gotten. She bit her lip and looked over her shoulder at Isobel who was looking at her, smiling slightly, eyebrows raised in expectation. Elena turned back to Damon.

"Okay," She said softly.

She'd only had a threesome once in her life – at a party on her 16th birthday after Matt left early. Her, Caroline and Tyler's cousin Dick (yes, aware of the irony. Shut up) were drunk – and a little high – and Tyler, Vicki and Jeremy watched as Caroline, Dick and her had sex. Elena wasn't really too fond of it, actually – but that didn't mean she never fantasized about it alone in her bed at night – pleasuring herself to thoughts of being between the Salvatore Brothers.

"Okay," Damon said just as quietly.

"Okay," Isobel grinned.

A/N: Okay, so the next chapter will be the Damon/Elena/Isobel threesome, and I warn you now that I haven't written a threesome with two women and a guy, so it may…suck. xD Thanks for reading!