"Good morning," a gentle whisper tickled Elena's ear. Elena rolled over to come face to face with her twin. As the fog of sleep lifted a bit she realized that Katherine's body was pressed against her back and Katherine's arm was slung carefully across her middle. Elena smiled despite being a little irritated about being woken up.
"What time is it?" she asked groggily.
"Don't worry about that right now," Katherine whispered and pulled Elena into a kiss. Elena was feeling rather mischievous that morning. She wound her fingers into Katherine's curls and pulled her down. Katherine's leg deftly wound around Elena's hips and she moved until she was on top of Elena. She took Elena's hands in her own and pinned them over Elena's head. Her tongue slid between Elena's lips and Elena groaned and arched against her in response.
Katherine broke away and her hands moved down Elena's body. Her lips found their way down the heated flesh of Elena's neck. She pulled the large shirt Elena was sleeping in up revealing Elena's stomach and breasts. Elena helped Katherine pull the shirt over her head. Katherine immediately returned her attention to pressing her lips against every inch of Elena's skin. Her hands traced down Elena's waist and hips as her mouth explored the sensitive skin of Elena's stomach.
She paused for a moment when she reached the top of Elena's panties. She could feel Elena's body was tense with anticipation. She wanted so badly to give into her temptations and she knew that Elena would not fight her. However, she managed to resist. She placed a hand over the heat growing beneath Elena's cotton boyshorts. She gently teased the tender flesh with her thumb. She couldn't resist smirking at the wetness that was already there. She then began to kiss the inside of Elena's left thigh. She nipped a bit, not enough to cause Elena any form of pain, and traced small circles with her tongue.
"Katherine," Elena pleaded. Katherine took her cue gracefully. She pulled Elena's panties down to her knees and began to tease Elena with her tongue. She slid it slowly up Elena's seam and Elena let out a desperate groan. Katherine's tongue slipped in and swirled lazily around the small ball of nerves that she knew would set Elena off instantly.
"Katherine!" Elena cried once more. Katherine was enjoying the new vocal Elena. She picked up her pace and soon she felt Elena's fingers curl into her hair once more. She felt them forcing her closer, Elena rocked her hips forward.
Suddenly Katherine released herself. She could feel a heat almost as scalding as Elena's growing within her and she needed to be liberated as well. She gripped Elena's thigh and snaked it around her waist. She felt Elena shiver with anticipation. Elena propped herself up and Katherine gripped the headboard of the bed behind them. She pressed her hips forward. Elena moaned shamelessly. Katherine's other hand found its way down to Elena's ass. She pulled Elena into her as she pushed against her. The friction between them was growing. This time Katherine was the one to moan. They quickened the pace, furiously rubbing against each other. Both wanting release.
It happened quickly and furiously. Their muscles clenched and then released with throbbing satisfaction.
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"What the hell is he doing here?" Damon asked furiously. He had come downstairs only to discover an original family reunion occurring in his living room.
"Klaus has decided to assist us, and not a moment too soon," Elijah explained.
Stefan entered the parlor, obviously drawn by the sudden outburst of noise. "Unfortunately, we still don't have a plan for dealing with Alaric," he pointed out.
"Klaus could be bait," Damon suggested.
"That isn't funny, Damon," Rebekah shot at him.
Damon rolled his eyes and moved over to a table behind the couch to pour himself a drink. "Does anyone have any better ideas?" he asked the room full of vampires.
"What about the thing Elijah was saying about Alaric only attacking Klaus?" Stefan asked.
"So, Alaric's not the best fighter. Big deal," Damon dismissed him with a wave. He poured himself a glass of bourbon and sipped it lightly.
"Let's attack him again," Stefan suggested. "If he goes after Klaus, we'll know he has some personal vendetta. If he doesn't, then we'll know it was all in our heads."
"Great. Let's risk us all getting killed," Klaus said with faux cheeriness. He sunk into the arm chair he was sitting in and smirked tat the rest of the room.
Suddenly the phone rang.
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Elena drummed nervously on the kitchen counter. Katherine had stepped out to pick up some groceries and Elena had no idea how long she'd be gone.
Please pick up. Please pick up, she mentally willed. She could feel her palms grow sweaty against the cell phone in her hand.
"Hello?" a voice finally answered.
"Damon!" Elena cried.
"Yeah?" his voice was nearly emotionless.
Elena suddenly felt awkward, "How-how are you? Are you okay?" she asked.
"Yeah. Why wouldn't I be?" Damon replied.
"Well, I haven't heard from you since the whole Klaus and Alaric thing," Elena explained.
"Elena we talked a few days aft-" Damon stopped suddenly.
"What? Damon, what are you talking about?"
"Shit," was his only reply.
"Damon what is it?" Elena pressed on.
"Oh f- I didn't talk to you Elena. I didn't talk to you!" Damon exclaimed as if he had suddenly realized something that should have been painfully obvious.
"What are you talking about?" Elena was becoming frustrated.
"Elena, I called really soon after the accident and I talked to you. But it wasn't you. It was Katherine. She was pretending to be you. She said she was happy and didn't want to come back and- oh my God we need to get you. Where are you?" Damon was frantic.
"I don't know," Elena suddenly felt helpless. There was a sickening feeling in her stomach. Katherine had lied to her. She said Damon hadn't called! She also lied to Damon. Elena's head was spinning.
"Elena calm down, we'll find you."
"Elena, what are you doing?" a stern female voice asked from behind her.
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"Elena!" Damon shouted into the empty line.
"What is it?" Stefan asked.
"That bitch!" Damon nearly threw his phone across the room. Instead he slid it into his pocket and clenched his fists.
"And here I thought you fancied Elena. Now you're off calling her offensive names," Klaus mocked.
"Shut up!" Damon picked up a bottle opener threateningly.
"Woah, easy," Stefan said, placing a hand on Damon's shoulder. "Just tell us what happened.
"Elena wasn't the one I talked to the other day. It was Katherine pretending to be Elena. Katherine's holding her prisoner, Stefan" Damon explained.
"You don't have proof of that," Rebekah rolled her eyes.
"Yeah, Barbie. I'm sorry. I should take advice from someone who knows Katherine so well. You've never even seen her in the flesh, have you?" Damon spat.
"Enough," Elijah put a hand up to silence the bickering. "Arguing is not going to bring Elena home, or stop Alaric. We need a plan."
Hey! Hope you all enjoyed the new chapter. I know last one was a little bit short D:
I hope this one's more satisfying
