A/N: This will only be a six part story. Enjoy.
If Stefan Salvatore were to describe himself in three words it would be husband, romantic, and businessman. If anyone else would name a few adjectives they probably would've came up with the same ones.
Every day he makes sure to bring his girl flowers or a book or some type of gift just to let her know that he was thinking about her. He pulled into the driveway after a long day at work and there she was just waiting for him on the porch. Her hair flowing past her shoulders her perfect, smooth skin in the dress she was wearing instantly brought a smile to his face. He reached for the rose in the passenger seat leaving everything else behind.
"Hey, baby." Stefan walked up handing her the rose.
"Hey," they kissed. "How was work?"
Stefan shrugged, "Same old, same old." He tightened his arms around her, "Let's talk about you."
"I rather not talk."
Stefan lifted his eyebrows then smile seductively closing the space between them. She jumped in his arms causing Stefan to use one arm to support her while the other opened the door.
Bonnie's back slammed against the door as Stefan's lips attacked hers. Bonnie returned her feet to the ground and still in their passionate lock, they started walking causing them to stumble up the stairs giggling some. Clothes left a trail from the start of the stairs all the way to the bedroom moaning when they finally connected. Their positions switch constantly until Stefan pins her between his arms and presses a chaste kiss to her lips moving quickly within her. Her legs spread wider for him and she clenched herself around her gaining a groan out of him. They both came almost symotaniously but Stefan wasn't finished with her. Bonnie was on all fours with Stefan on his knees behind her, hands firmly on her hips. Every in motion caused Bonnie to moan his name louder throwing him over the edge emptying inside her once again.
"I love you."
"I love you too."
Bonnie smiled and connected their lips again straddling his lap getting ready for round three.
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Stefan wrapped his hand around his wife's waist kissing up the side of her neck up to her ear as she prepared dinner for the two of them. She giggled swatting his lips away afraid that she would over cook the rice.
"Stefan…" she said when his lips returned.
"What, I can't kiss my own wife?"
"Not while she's cooking."
He chuckled then rested his chin on her shoulder. "I love you."
"You said that already."
"I mean it. I wish I was a better husband."
"I wouldn't ask for anyone better, you're the one for me."
Stefan smiled and turned Elena around in his arms kissing her lips softly. He moved his hand to the side of her face running his thumb along her cheekbone.
Elena frowned, "Where's your ring?"
"Shit, I must have left it in my gym bag from earlier today. I'll go get it." Elena nodded and Stefan left her with a kiss.
He reached the car then looked up to see if Elena was peeking through the window. When he noticed that she wasn't, he opened the front door and reached in the ashtray to retrieve his ring slipping it on. His hand was on the knob when a dinging went off and he reached in his pocket noticing a text from Bonnie, although she was under 'B. Bennett'.
+Hi.
+What are you wearing?
+Shorts. A tank top. Nothing special.
+I say that's very special considering your nice legs.
+And no one touches them like you do.
+No one should have access to them but me.
He waited a few seconds.
+When can I see you again?
+Not tomorrow, I have plans, but the next day.
+Bring me something special.
+Don't I always?
+Even if you didn't I'd still love you.
+Good because you're draining my pockets.
+Haha I'll see you soon.
+Alright, I love you too.
Stefan waited a few moments and when he didn't receive a text back he quickly deleted the conversation, locked his phone and twisted the knob. The house alarm snitched on his late arrival and he walked into the kitchen about to explain his reasoning for being late and noticed that Elena wasn't present. He climbed the stirs and spotted his wife busy looking through clothes.
"Need any help?"
Elena jumped slightly at the unexpected sound of his voice and turned to him who wore a slight smile.
"I think I'm okay," Elena turned her back to him again, "I'm just trying to find that dress that I wore for our anniversary so I can wear it for dinner tomorrow."
"Top draw on the left." Stefan answered.
Elena narrowed her eyes but moved away from the closet to walk over to the drawer opening the appropriate one and pulled out the dress she was looking for.
"How did you know?" Elena asked holding the dress up to her.
"Because I'm your husband and I know these things."
Elena smiled then walked over to him kissing his lips. "What took you so long?"
"Bennett called and asked for a meeting tomorrow but I told him to push it to the following day so I won't be home till late."
Elena nodded. "You know I'm really starting to hate that guy. He's taking all my you time was from me."
Stefan smiled. "You know what I just realized?"
"What?"
"You're not cooking anymore."
Elena bit down on her lower lip then flicked her chocolate eyes up at him. Stefan ran his hand down her Hersey hair and she stood on her toes to reach his lips. Stefan pulled her body in closer backing them up until he felt the bed against the back of his knees falling onto it with the little weight his wife has on top of him.
When Stefan woke up his wife wasn't under his arm. He's figure that she'd sleep as long as he did but was proved wrong. He slid on his pants and a shirt walking down the stairs. He heard noise coming from the library and headed there.
"My angel." Stefan said stopping at the threshold.
Elena looked up from her book and smiled. Her legs were folded to her side sitting in the floral chair that he found hideous, but with her in it, it wasn't all that bad. The light from the large window behind displayed the sunset causing her hair to glow like chocolate diamonds much like the ring he got her when he proposed three years ago.
Elena closed her book setting it down beside her before walking up to her husband wrapping her arms around his waist hugging him. She let out an exhale and moved her head to find his heart letting it beat against her ear.
"I love you."
"I love you too."
Stefan squeezed his arms around her then pulled away taking her hand leading her to the kitchen for dinner.
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He smiled watching her strut around half naked looking for her dress again. This time he had no idea where she placed it and and decided to wait a little before he decided to help. He looked in the drawers rearranging his clothes and when he didn't find it there he checked the closet and came up blank.
"Hmm,"
Elena giggled then watched as a lightbulb went off above his head and leave the room only to return shortly with her dress.
"My husband does know everything."
"Don't you forget it."
Elena walked over and kissed him before disappearing in the bathroom. He was going to follow her inside but his phone dinged and he chuckled reading the words on the screen.
+Save me.
+From what?
+From going to this thing.
+What thing?
+From this gathering that my friend is dragging me to.
+Fake like you're sick.
+He won't buy it. He knows me too well.
+He?
+Don't worry.
+Who says I'm worried?
+Don't be jealous.
+Who says I'm jealous?
+I know you and if we were face to face your voice would've gotten all high pitched.
+As long as he doesn't touch you, I'm good.
+No promises…
+Honey…
+…
Stefan narrows his eyes tapping his finger against the corner of his phone then lets out a grunt when he doesn't get anything more and deleted the conversation. Elena appears shortly and as she was getting dressed, Stefan decided to get ready himself.
As he finished his buttoning his shirt, the doorbell rang. He heard the door open causing the alarm to beep three times and heard his wife's greeting.
"Hi!"
He took a look in the mirror once more then headed downstairs. He stopped when he saw a man in his house, he assumed that the friend she was having over was a woman.
"Stefan, this is my friend Damon."
"Nice to meet you."
"You too." Stefan shook his hand.
The doorbell sounded again and Stefan narrowed his eyes looking at Elena.
"You're expecting someone else?"
"That's my wife." Damon said.
Stefan forms an 'O' with his mouth and nodded his head. Damon opened the door and the slight smile on his face switched to full on confusion and shock once he realized that Damon's wife was his mistress.
"Elena, Stefan this is my beautiful wife Bonnie."