A/N: Since my last Steroline story got some nice feedback for my first SC story, I thought I'd write you another one ;D

Smut again, hah. You can judge me, I do not care the slightest!

Stefan woke up with a buzzing in his ears, like an old radio or something. He could barely get his eyes open, his head was spinning slightly and he felt kind of drained. He let out an quiet sigh, somewhat exhausted, before he rose his hand to rub his sleepy eyes and as he finally got them open, he was starring at the black and white buzzing flat screen of a TV.

God, where the hell was he. Last night was a blur..

When Stefan tried to sit up, he felt the smooth feeling of skin slip down his upper body and when he slowly turned his head to see whose skin that was, his jaw dropped slightly and his eyes flew completely open. "Caroline." he gasped out quietly. Immediately shutting his mouth again as he didn't want to wake her.

Now he remembered. He had crashed here last night, they both actually wanted to watch a movie. He frowned and looked at the nightstand. "Twilight" he read the cover of the Blu-Ray. Urgh, he thought, what a horrible film that had been, he couldn't understand what Caroline loved so much about it.

Alcohol, a movie, and two friends that needed distraction from their exes, had turned into a one-night-stand. Oh damn. That was probably a little too much booze last night. He looked back down at Caroline.

She lay there, like a sleeping beauty. Her blonde curls falling around the pillow and her chest, which was only covered by her light pink sheets. Stefan swallowed. The thought of her naked body under the sheets, and how much fun he had had with her last night. It all came back in pieces and he had to shift his gaze off of her as he felt his member coming a little back to life under the covers.

He should better get out of here before she woke up, he thought to himself and lifted his blanket to look at his nude body. "Shit.." he muttered before slipping a hand down to cup his slightly stiff cock, Later, my friend, he mentally told his friend down there before swinging his legs out of the bed and onto the wooden floor.

Where the fuck are my clothes?

He looked around, noticing they must be laying on the ground of Caroline's side of the bed and cursed himself.

Tip toeing over to her side, he accidentally met one of the Jim Beam bottles of yesterday night, hitting it to the ground, he flinched together, hoping he hadn't woken her up, he slowly peeked through one of his closed eyes after a moment.

Thank god. She was still asleep, her face turned in the direction of where Stefan's jeans and shirt were supposed to be laying, and really when he arrived at the other side of the bed, they were distributed on the ground. But suddenly, his eyes flew back onto the bed and he spotted his briefs in the middle of the bed.

Fuck no. Why exactly was it his underwear that was hardest to get back? Was god trying to punish him for something?

He looked down at Caroline, her face only inches away from his hand which was cupping his crotch and swallowed hard, leaning over her he slowly tried to reach for his underwear on the bed, when suddenly, Caroline's voice flew through the room and he shot back.

"Nice view to wake up." She grinned as he finally came to look down at her, almost falling backwards at the shock he had just received.

"Caroline!" he stuttered, "I am.. Look, I'm sorry, I.." but he got cut off as she stretches her arms out long on the bed, spreading her legs out and arching her back as she'd just woken up. Her pink sheets ruffled slightly down her body, exposing one of her nipples and Stefan caught himself starring, he shut his own mouth shut.

"Don't be. It's alright.." she just said, carelessly, and he felt kinda embarrassed. Who would have thought a 17 year old vampire girl, who hadn't even lived half as long as Stefan had, would have less problems than he, a man, vampire. who had lived over a century on this earth and had had several woman, by now.

Caroline's eyes cast over Stefan's chest and down his body till her gaze met his hand, covering his length and she couldn't hide the smirk claiming her rosy lips. "You hungry?" She finally asked, just as Stefan started to feel uncomfortable. And he nodded. God, he had to get himself together, it was almost as if she was the one playing with him here, when if they were playing any games, he should be the one in charge!

"Good." She sat up, wrapping her sheets around her petite frame and standing up, as she turned, the sheets fell one moment to late and Stefan caught a glimpse of the creamy skin of her ass, making him groan lowly as his mind replayed the feeling of squeezing it, yesterday night. And Stefan could see the cocky smile on Caroline's lips as she disappeared around the corner, heading off for the kitchen.

"Nasty girl.." he murmured under his breath, before yelling after her. "I'm gonna get a shower."

"Yeah alright." she screamed back.

But what his mind was actually planning, was anything but as innocent as a normal shower. If she decided to play, he would surely be the one making the rules.

Caroline was done making pancakes, was wearing a shirt and panties by now, and had already opened one of the blood bags from her fridge as Stefan walked back into the kitchen. Only in his briefs from yesterday, they were so tight around his hips that they left nothing to the imagination about what a perfect ass and what a huge package he had. His hair was already dried off and shaped up again. The only thing missing was a shirt and his jeans, maybe. Not that Caroline was minding though.

She almost dropped the blood bag in her hand as he entered. The thought of how perfect it had felt when the muscles of his chest had flexed every time Caroline had pushed herself back down onto his thick length yesterday night came back to her mind and her breath caught in her throat.

"Hey." Stefan greeted her, smiling as he came to a stop next to her, looking down at the pancakes. "Mhm, yum."

Caroline nodded. "Take one if you want.." she said and turned around to the counter to pour the blood from the blood bag into her glass. But before she could, Stefan's hand brushed all the way down her back even a little over her ass as he muttered a lazy "Thank you."

And Caroline jumped a little as a shiver raced down her spine, spilling half of the blood over her wrist and hand. "Damn it." She huffed, a little angry at herself.

But she couldn't see Stefan's cheeky grin. His plan was succeeding.

Caroline speed over to the sink, turning the water on before much of the blood could drip down onto the floor. Suddenly Stefan was behind her, his chest pressed against her back, his hands coming around her to rub the blood off her skin and then his mouth dropped to the shell of her ear, whispering. "Let me take care of you."

And only when Caroline felt his arousal press tightly into her lower back, making her gasp, she got the double meaning of this sentence and it made her legs go to jelly.

A/N: Second chapter is gonna come soon. I don't know how many I'll write you. Hah.

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