Stefan was straddling me as he sat up, looking down at my body which was still shrouded in the Harvard hoodie. I reached over to the bedside table to turn the light on and felt a hand gently stop me. I turned and saw his smirk, one corner of his mouth gently turned up in a gloating grin.
"Caroline, we are vampires, we can see in the dark as if it were daylight." His voice sounded mocking and he snaked his hand into mine, lacing our fingers together. He was sitting back on his heels, watching me, watching what I may do. He looked at me with anxiety and lust for my strange behavior. I didn't smile I could only look at him in awe.
He wasn't wearing a shirt again and I couldn't stop myself from sliding my gaze to hard abdomen again. Unlike Damon, Stefan was lean and muscular. My fingertips grazed his tight stomach, and I felt his body shiver slightly as I gently felt my way closer to the waist of his pants.
I could no longer hold back my triumphant smile, I was beginning to crack through the mask and wall that Stefan had put up. I hooked a finger into the top of his pants and pulled enough to get his attention. He began to chuckle softly in the darkness, his hard shoulders moving as he laughed.
"Stefan….I'm-am I-umm did I do something wrong?" I asked him, knowing the answers. The uncertainty radiated in the question even though I knew he wasn't laughing at me. I sat up on my elbows to push myself closer to this happy man before me. He rubbed his temples, still chuckling softly, as he ran his fingers through his hair, stretching his body, and flexing unintentionally. He took a deep breath and leaned down on his palms, getting closer to my face.
"This is the first time in a hundred years, that I don't feel….inhibited, or forced to suppress what I am because I'm scared of hurting someone." He sighed in relief and closed his eyes, his hands dropping to rest on his thighs. As he exhaled, I felt his entire body relax, and he was smiling. The mask Stefan had built for himself, was gone. I saw the light which came from him as though it was the sun, and his smile was so beautiful. His lips were drawn taut in a thin line from how wide he was smiling, exposing his teeth, and he finally appeared happy.
I felt myself begin to relax, knowing that I was witnessing something that no one else would. This was him. His eyes were golden and full of forgiveness and peace. He looked into my eyes and I could feel his soul reaching for mine. I could feel his body responding to me, even just being in close proximity. It was almost as if his heart was still beating. I smiled to myself, running my hands up his from his knees to his mid thigh and stroking back down gently with my fingernails. I reached up closer to his groin, gently rubbing his inner thighs.
His eyes closed and his head dropped back, he was enjoying the ability to feel a touch with out worry. I wondered if he could feel the heat searing from my body in waves. His hands swiftly stopped mine and he leaned down to my face, kissing my left cheek, and moving closer to my lips. The corner of his mouth brushed my lips and it felt like a jolt of lightning through me. I felt his lips curl into a smile as he continued, gently pressing his mouth to mine. I took his lower lip into my mouth and began to gently nibble and suck, emitting a soft groan from him. I smirked at the idea of making him moan even more. My hands were reaching under his shorts, and higher up his thighs. I could feel the fabric tighten with the strain of him hardening slowly. He was still hesitating a little bit scared to let himself feel it all at once.
"No more nightmares." I whispered softly, trying to reassure him that I wasn't going anywhere. He slid his hands up under the hem of the hoodie and slid the fabric up my stomach, taking my tank top as well. I shivered slightly at the cold air again, but my body felt like a livewire and I quickly felt warm again. I could feel the heat from his groin and smell the lust in the air. I sat up and gently pulled off the hoodie and tank top, leaving me in my sports bra and panties. I paused a minute, I may be a vampire but I am still afraid of him judging me.
Stefan smiled down at me and slipped down kissing my collar bone.
"Beautiful" He murmured over and over again. He traced his lips down between my breasts, my back arching up unexpectedly at the soft touch. His hands were tracing down my sides, as he moved lower kissing down my stomach and stopping before my belly button. He looked up at me and moved between my legs, kissing my inner thighs, making me shiver. He chuckled again.
"please" I heard myself softly beg him, I could feel myself panting and my fingers tangled in the sheets. Stefan looked at me and I could see the veins in his face begin protruding, his fangs elongated and yet he didn't look malicious. He dipped his lips into my thigh again and licked as he slid my panties aside, stroking my lower body. I arched again, needing the friction. I was hyper sensitive to his every touch.
He began to stroke my clit, drawing circles and making the pleasure intense and build quickly. His lips were still on my thigh, his fangs began to brush over the skin there, gently pushing on the soft skin, testing my durability.
I couldn't help but moan loudly, and bite my lips to keep myself from being too loud. Stefan smiled into my leg, and I felt the warmth of his relaxation. His tongue darted out and licked the sensitive skin again before he bit down gently and sucked while simultaneously inserting 2 fingers inside of me and growling at how wet I was.
I screamed so loud I was sure that Damon had heard it. I saw stars and he worked his fingers inside of me, still gently taking my blood. I was panting and I could feel my body tense, so close to the edge. I wanted to grope for his erection. I wanted to work my lips around his erection and make him groan at the feeling of my soft, wet mouth wrapped around his throbbing cock. I wanted him inside of me. I scratched at his shoulders, searching for anything to grab a hold of to bring his lips to mine again.
Stefan got the idea and released my leg, but kept his fingers inside of me, stroking my clit with his thumb, the pleasure so intense that I came again, sticky and shaking. I could feel myself breaking into a sweat, if that was even possible.
He rested his hips between my legs, his erection now rock hard and making me ache for him inside of me. He brought his lips to mine again and licked the inside of my upper lip, sucking on my mouth. I pulled him closer, feverishly pressing my lips to his trying to stop moaning as my orgasms came upon me harder each time. I finally grabbed his hand and stopped him, wrapping my legs around him and flipping him on his back, pinning his hand above his head.
"Now who gets the freedom to play?" I was taunting him seductively and trying to shift my lower body for more friction against his erection. Stefan laughed and quickly over powered me backwards again, rolling me back on my back to the foot of the bed.
"Me." He smirked playfully, licking my neck, and sucking gently, making me ache again. I reached between us and swiftly slid my hand into his shorts, fisting his cock and beginning to stroke him. I was trying to wipe the smirk off his face and replace it with ecstasy. I leaned up and sucked at his neck roughly, gently and slowly pushing him and back onto his back.
"God Stefan, you tortured me. Now its my turn." I watched him close his eyes and his body push up slightly closer to me. He bucked up and stopped me, panting.
"Are you sure you want…" Stefan paused. I knew what he meant, he was asking if I was sure I wanted him, so damaged and struggling. I nodded and unhooked my bra, tossing it to the side, exposing my pert breasts to him. Stefan was lost in a trance, staring at my breasts, plump, nipples erect and hot to the touch. His hands slid up my sides, one taking hold of my breast and the other snaking behind me to hold me in place on top of him as he kissed my collar bone and moved to my chest again. I dipped my head back, reveling in the touch of his hands.
Before I knew it, I was slammed back into the book shelf, and lifted. Stefan pressed his lips hard into mine in a bruising kiss that made my lips hurt and my core ache for more. I could feel him lined up at my entrance, ready to press further inside of me. He paused and looked into my eyes, as if asking for permission again. I nodded, but inside I was scared of his size. I had caught glimpses of his cock through his tight jeans and he looked huge, and as I stroked him earlier, I realized just how large he was.
He pushed himself all the way inside of me and paused when I flinched and dug my fingernails into his toned back. I squeezed at his shoulders and he thrust into me again. I could not help but toss my head back and moan loudly at the feeling of him filling me up. He was holding himself back as he thrust into me again.
"Don't-hold-back" I panted at him and he nodded, groaning. I could feel my orgasm beginning to grow, I could feel myself tighten around his throbbing cock inside of me. He yanked my head to the side, exposing my neck.
"Caroline, I-" he stopped and I could feel him trying not to cum. I gripped his hard body closer to mine.
"Stefan just cum, please…." I panted, feeling myself so close to the edge. I tightened around him again and felt my orgasm begin, my whole body tensed and released at once, as I felt him cum inside of me, biting into my neck and drinking. I screamed again from the absolute pleasure of my orgasm and being bitten at the same time. Stefan quickly stopped sucking at my neck, and thrust into me again, a second orgasm hitting him a few thrusts after his first. His body felt tight under my groping fingertips.
I rested my head on his shoulder and he gently pulled out of me, letting my panties slide back into place. I hadn't even realized he hadn't taken his pants off, he had only taken his cock out of them. His body suddenly went slack and his muscles were relaxed as they have ever been. He reached under my chin and turned my head to press his lips gently to mine, seeking passage to my mouth with his tongue. He licked the place where my fangs were and then kissed my lips again softly. I kept my hand around him, clutching my body to his. He carried me back to his bed, falling on the bed on top of me.
Stefan held himself above me and kept kissing my collarbone.
"That-was-amazing" Stefan was speaking to me between kisses and I felt him relax and finally allow himself to be happy and forgive his demons. My eyes were closing at the lulling touch of his skin on mine.
"Mmmm, please don't make me go to my own bed." I was slurring with fatigue and I felt my body relax into the mattress. He lifted and pulled the covers over us, wrapping himself around my waist, and pressing my back to his chest.
"Never" He whispered in my ear before I fell asleep again, happy in the arms of safety.