Hey guys. This idea was just in my head so I gave it a shot. First Stefan Elena fic. It didn't turn out how I wanted, but oh well. It takes place after Stefan walks away in 3x14 Read and review maybe?
Elena watched as the man she loved walked away, his words echoing through her head.
"If I let myself care, all I feel is pain."
She rushed up the stairs, eager to get out of her dress, shower, lie in bed, and cry like she had been doing for the past few months. Because, she was the kind of girl whose world stopped spinning for one guy. Stefan. And no matter how much she tried to deny, she loved him. Tears already began to spill out her eyes as she struggled out of her dress. The shower she took was warm and long and it relaxed her. But she still felt empty without him. She wrapped a towel around her and walked into her room, stepping in front of the small mirror. She shrieked when she saw the shape of a person and turned around quickly.
"You scared me," she said with a confused look. Standing in front of her was Stefan, still in his tux.
"Sorry." He said, his voice was so low she had to strain to hear him.
"Why did you come?" Elena asked, not able to hide the excitement in her voice.
"You looked upset when I walked away I wanted-"
"I looked upset when you walked away?" Elena interrupted, "I could never imagine why. Maybe it's because you keep walking away from this. I probably looked upset because any hope I had for us you shot down and it-" Stefan pressed his mouth against hers, feeling the familiar warmth that coursed through him whenever they had kissed. The kisses started off sweet and slow, but soon enough all the time they spent apart caught up and the kiss quickened. Elena dropped her towel and started taking off his tie, while Stefan was pulling them to the bed. She shoved his jacket off and pushed him to the bed but was quickly pressing her lips against his again. He ripped off his shirt, and buttons flew everywhere but neither of them cared. Elena fiddled slipped his pants off his waist and Stefan kicked them off. Next came the boxers, and then it was just skin and sheets. Stefan felt Elena wrap her legs around him, greedily pulling him closer. He kissed down her neck nipping her sensitive skin then soothing it with his tongue. Stefan slammed into her, Elena's back arched and Stefan moaned. Her hands were in his hair and every spot she touched seemed to burn. Soon enough they found their rhythm, and not long after they finished together, both screaming the others name. Stefan wrapped his arms around her and pulled her against him. He smiled at how naturally their bodies fit together.
"Goodnight," he said kissing her cheek. "I love you."
"I love you too." She said before drifting off to sleep.
