Katherine and Elena get trapped in the tomb together, but what happens after they get out? Rated M.
We pulled up outside of my house thirty minutes later, Damon cutting the engine but making no move to get out. I sit in the passenger seat picking at nonexistent lint on my jeans, my head hurt, my eyes ached, my stomach clenched in painful hunger. I felt like I was going to cry again. I felt like I was going to scream.
"I have some blood bags in a cooler in the back of the car." Damon says, I turn my head and look at him, confused, "you can drink blood bags, trust me." he looks away quickly and shame fills me. Even he couldn't look at me after what I did. I dropped my head and reached for the door handle.
"Thanks for the ride, Damon." I whispered, pulling the door handle slightly.
"Elena…" I turn back to him, "it shouldn't matter what everyone else thinks of you, if she made you feel good you shouldn't feel bad about that. I don't judge you for exploring things that make you feel good. Embrace your vampire side. You're going to be around for a long time." He gives me his little half smirk and looks away again.
I pull the door handle fully and slip out. Damon pops the trunk for me and I take the cooler out, carrying it up to the house without looking back at his car as it disappears around the corner. I drop the cooler inside the kitchen and explore the fridge. Jeremy doesn't have much food in here, but I can't bring myself to put the blood in there. I fill the cooler with fresh ice and take a blood bag out, staring at it nervously, not sure if I really want to be puking tonight.
I grab a coffee mug from the cupboard and pour some blood into it, putting it into the microwave for ten seconds. When I open the microwave the smell hits me like a million bricks in the face, my fangs are out before I can fully process the stinging sensation that comes with them and I chug down the mug, fill it up and heat it again.
I make it through two more before I feel full, content. I set the mug in the sink and rinse it, wash the blood from around my mouth, and head slowly up the stairs to my bedroom. I don't know what I was expecting, maybe that Jeremy had come in here and destroyed everything, but it looked the same as always. My bed was still unmade from the morning before I left, my clothes still lying where I'd tossed them, the curtain still half pulled away from my window.
I wandered around aimlessly, marveling at everything as if I hadn't been in this room in years, coming to stand in front of the mirror and look at myself. My hair was a mess, my skin darkened with dirt from the tomb, and clean tracks traced over my cheeks from where my tears had rolled earlier in the car and where I had washed the blood from my face. I was in serious need of a shower.
I peeled off my clothing as I walked from my dresser to the door that led to the bathroom, dropping my last article of clothing as I stepped through the door. Without looking at the mirror I turned on the shower and stood at the counter to run a brush through my hair before I tried to wash it.
Once I'm done I step under the hot stream and watch dirt roll off of my skin and circle down the drain. I couldn't believe I'd really done that with Katherine, I let her touch me and taste me, and I'd done the same to her. I ran my hands over my arms, watching more dirt rinse off of me. On the ground of all places, too.
Oh but it had felt so good, her hot mouth and cold fingers, the way her dark eyes made my stomach twist and heat pool between my legs, even now. Something about her was dark, and demented, and completely alluring.
I close my eyes and duck my head under the water. Katherine's dark eyes swim before me, the look on her face when I ate her out, the way her whole body convulsed around me, the way she looked between my legs. I ran my hand down between my legs nervously, leaning against the shower wall, exploring nervously.
Katherine's curls, mused from my fingers tangling in them, Katherine's soft lips on mine. A soft moan passed my lips as I rubbed my clit. The way her long fingers felt inside me. I used my other hand to brace myself against the wall, the water drummed on my stomach as I slipped my fingers inside me.
Katherine's soft skin, luscious breath, that voice. Her fingers brushing across my sides. Her tongue lapping at my folds. My legs almost gave out; I slammed my head into the shower wall, "Katherine…" I whispered, pumping my fingers faster. Her fangs in my neck, her drinking my blood, "Oh Katherine." I whimpered.
I curled my fingers inside and rubbed my palm against my clit. I lost it completely, my body shuddered and only by pure luck I managed to stay upright as my body shuddered. I kept picturing her lean, tan, naked body. The way those dark eyes filled with lust as she looked down at me.
I removed my fingers and let my hand hang by my side, leaning against the wall panting unneeded breath. I was almost not surprised when a pair of soft lips wrapped around my fingers and a tongue wrapped around them before sliding away. I managed to open my eyes enough to see Katherine standing beside my shower, naked, my finger tips between her lips.
She dropped my hand and straightened up, swinging a leg over the edge of my tub and stepping in. She pulled the curtain closed and step up to me, the shower head raining over her hair as she leaned forward, her chest pressed against mine, her lips almost touching mine, "I can make you feel such much better than that." she whispered, running her finger tips down my stomach, over my hip and up my inner thigh.
"Katherine…"
"Just tell me what you want me to do, Elena." Katherine said, "tell me to leave, or tell me to stay, the choice is yours." She didn't move to do anything and I couldn't open my mouth. I couldn't figure out what to do. I wanted her to stay and I wanted her to leave. I wanted her to touch me, and I wanted her to get away from me.
I wanted this. But I didn't want it.
"Katherine…" she just blinked at me. I wanted to tell her I didn't know what I wanted, but that wasn't what I said. No, because I said what I really wanted, "kiss me." she leaned forward and kissed my softly, bringing her hands up to cup either side of my face, her knee coming up between my thighs to pin me against the wall. I put my hands on her hips and hold her close as she kisses me.
She pulls away first, looking at me silently as she removes her knee from between my thighs, "what now Elena?" she doesn't move to do anything else. She just waits for me to tell her what I want her to do to me. I take her hand from my cheek and slowly guide it between my legs, but she just holds her hand there, looking at me, "tell me what you want."
If I could blush…"Katherine I can't say it."
"Then I can't do it Elena." She doesn't pull her hand back, "tell me that you want me finger you, or do you want me to eat you out, maybe both. Make you orgasm until you can't stand. Make you feel free, wild, the best you've ever felt and the way nobody else can make you feel."
She stares at me, unblinking, challenge in her eyes, "I want you ravage me." I tell her, finding confidence in her stare, "I want you to do whatever you want to me, I want you to make me feel like nobody else ever has. I want you to set me free." I tell her, grabbing her hand and forcing her fingers to brush over my sensitive clit. My body shudders.
"Perfect." She whispers, she slowly rolls her finger over me her mouth on my neck nibbling and sucking on the tender flesh. I close my eyes and roll my hips against her hand. She makes a tutting noise and uses her free hand to slam my hip back into the shower wall, sliding a finger between my folds, she's driving me nuts.
She slowly slides one finger in and out of me, teasingly, enough to send shocks through my body and drive me crazy. She chuckles darkly, removing her finger entirely. She shuts off my shower, picks me up and the world disappears. For a split second I'm floating in the air before I hit the mattress of my bed and Katherine is on top of me, her knee driving into my center.
She kisses me slowly, her tongue lazily dominating mine as one of her hands massages my breast, her fingers rolling over my nipple, applying just the right amount of pressure to send waves of pleasure through my body straight to my core as she grinds her knee into me. I wrap my legs around hers and force her knee harder against me, burying my fingers in her hair and crushing her lips against mine.
She doesn't fight me or protest, she simply squeezes my breast harder in her hand and moans into my mouth, driving her knee into me in a way that sets my body on fire. I never thought it was possible to get off with someone's knee, but Katherine, if anything, is capable of the impossible. A simple pinch of my nipple and her knee grinding in just the right place and spots fill my vision as she bites my bottom lip, my body shudders with release.
I break the kiss and sink into my pillows, wondering if she's done, but she forces my legs from around her knee and chuckles when my knees fall apart for her. I watch her kneeling between my thighs with a cocky grin on her face, but I'm too hyped up to care, I just want her to touch me.
She leans back over me, one knee on either side of my hips, her hands dip between our bodies and her fingers slide into me. She stares at me the whole time, her other hand massaging her breasts. Her chest heaves with unnecessary labored breaths. I can't force myself to look away from her for longer than a groan of pleasure. Somehow watching her pleasure herself makes what she's doing to me that much better, and soon she's got her hand between her own legs, eyes locked with mine.
"Elena…" she whispers when my eyes screw shut after she rubs her thumb over my clit, "watch me, Elena. Don't look away." I struggle to keep my eyes on her, my toes curl and every muscle in my body tenses as I watch her body go stiff, her eyes turning black as her fangs come out. She is so fucking mesmerizing.
Suddenly her thrusts inside me get harder. I arch off of the bed, my knee coming up between her legs, I can feel her sticky heat on my thigh as I fall back against the bed, my stomach twists and everything inside me tenses before I arch off of the bed again, I break eye contact with her as my vision goes dark and everything inside me is on fire, electricity shoots through me and oh god, "Katherine!"
"Elena..." she groans, "Elena...oh god." I can feel her calves tense beside my thighs and she drops one hand beside my head, when I open my eyes she's right above me, eyes screwed shut, her other hand moving quickly between her legs, and then she opens her eyes and I can practically see the orgasm in her eyes, her throat tightens and her body shudders and I'm wondering how she hasn't collapsed on top of me, and then she does, her face buried in my neck, she inhales deeply.
It doesn't take her long to recover, soon she's between my legs, and her hair pulled over one shoulder as her hands grip my thighs. This time my brain turns to mush as soon as her tongue touches me. Whatever she's doing feels great, the blood in my body rushes through me like a live current and I almost rip my comforter as I fist my hands in my sheets. She has one of my legs over her shoulder and her cheek resting on my other thigh.
Her nails dig into my thighs the closer I get to my release, and she can tell when I'm almost there because she pulls away, and crawls back up my body, placing a knee between my thighs, just close enough I can feel it and her hand pressed into my stomach keeps me from inching forward just enough to tip me over the edge. But what she does is better than what I came up with. I watch her face change as her fangs descend and she hovers over my neck. Her fangs pierce my skin as her fingers slip into my center. I hear fabric tear in my grip, and my whole body is vibrating, my legs feel like jelly and everything is spinning.
When I come back to the world Katherine is laying beside me, one leg tossed over mine casually as she traced patterns on my stomach with her fingernail, "let's get you showered up. You have dirt in your hair from earlier and so do I. We may be vampires but we're not pigs."
She drags me off of the bed and catches me when I stumble on unsteady legs, chuckling happily. In the shower she massages shampoo into my hair and I do the same for her. She washes my body and I wash hers, and afterwards we wrap in big fluffy towels and go downstairs.
"Elena, sit in the living room." She orders. I hear her go into the kitchen and a few minutes later she hands me a mug full of blood, dropping down on the couch and tossing her long tan legs across my lap with her own mug of blood. I sip my nervously, watching her out of the corner of my eye.
What did she expect from me? More of what happened tonight? Did she want to be with me…oh that was laughable. Was she using me to get to Stefan or Damon? Did she need to get my trust to sacrifice me for something? Maybe she just likes me? I certainly had a thing for her…
"I see the cogs turning in that pretty head of yours, what are you thinking about Elena?" she crosses her legs and the towel falls apart slightly, not enough for anything to be seen but enough for my mind to wander and my eyes to travel up her legs to the point where the towel meets itself.
"What do you want from me? Are you using me?" I ask tearing my eyes from her and staring into the red liquid in my cup.
"Yes." She says bluntly.
"For what?"
"My pleasure. Your pleasure. Because you're letting me. Because I want to." She shrugs her shoulders, "What's wrong with wanting nothing more than sex from someone? We're vampires; we don't need to conform to societies standards anymore. I've lived through enough of them that I frankly don't give a fuck." She takes a sip from her cup.
"That's all you want from me? Sex?" I inquire, trying to mask the hurt in my voice.
"Yes. What else could I want from you?" the words sting a bit and I force myself to drink from the cup like I don't care, "Elena, I've lived hundreds of years, if you think I'd ever be looking for something more than sex you're delusional."
"And what about Stefan and Damon?" I counter, meeting her eyes with an angry glare.
"Gets me hot to mess with them, to think about fucking them both. One after the other, them fighting over me. It turns me on. Nothing more than that." she sits up and sets her cup aside, "I'm not a relationship kinda girl, Elena. I'm the get my pleasure from incredibly attractive people and don't give a shit about anyone."
"That's some shit." I snorted, "You care."
"Not about anyone but me."
"Liar." Her gaze went from light and happy to dark and murderous in a second, she grabbed my throat and pinned me up against the wall, knocking the couch over in the process, my towel falling off she was moving so fast. Her nails dug into the sensitive flesh around my throat as she glared at me.
I was so mad at myself for getting myself into this. I should have known better than to think Katherine wanted anything more than sex from me. Angry tears blurred my vision, but that didn't matter. I kicked out, landing a blow to her rib cage with my knee. Her shock allowed me to bend her wrist back and pin her to the wall securely, my body pressed up against hers in a way that set me on fire.
"Fine then, get your clothes and get out. Don't you dare come back here." I let her go and she turns her head to look at me over her shoulder, a smirk playing on her lips.
"I don't know who put it in your silly little head that I do what I'm told." She stalked over to me; I backed up until my ankles hit the couch. She stepped up to me, put her hands on my hips and leaned in, kissing me slowly. And then she was gone and I was standing naked in my living room alone with my body on fire and my lips tingling. I grabbed her mug and finished mine on the way into the kitchen, tossing them into the sink angrily.
When I get to my room I peel the comforter I tore off and toss it on the floor, grab the spare one from the closet, pull on a pair of underwear and a shirt and crawl into my bed, burying my face in the pillow she'd been laying on. I could smell the faintest hint of her perfume. I inhaled deeply and closed my eyes with a heavy sigh, willing myself to sleep.
