Elena looked out over the crowd of people on the lawn of Mystic Falls High. She was graduating a year late, but she was graduating, which seemed like an accomplishment in itself. She spotted her friends and Jenna and Jeremy and Stefan, their daughter sleeping on his shoulder in her little navy sailor dress.

She bit her lip. The person she was really looking for wasn't there. She didn't want to cry. She blinked back the tears. She logically knew he wouldn't show, but it hadn't prevented her from keeping a certain level of hope alive. She put on her most convincing smile and walked up the stairs to the stage.

"Is she sleeping?"

"She is." Stefan said, coming up behind Elena who was standing in front of the vanity. "You did great today." He moved her hair to one side of her head and kissed up her neck. He hooked his finger in the strap of her nightgown and pushed it off her shoulder, letting it fall down her arm. He watched in the mirror as the silky material creeped down her chest, her pebbled nipple stopping it half way down her breast. He took a mouthful of her shoulder and sucked the skin.

Elena took his hands, which were on her hips, and moved one under her gown and into her panties. She felt Stefan's mouth release and watched his smile reflected back at her in the mirror.

"What?" Her eyes closed and her head dropped back to his shoulder as he started to move his fingers.
"I really love you."
"Hmm…" She let out a long breath and turned her face to his, gripping the hair at the nape of his neck. "I really love you."

Elena brought their lips together, groaning into his mouth when she felt his fingers press past the outer lips of her vagina and graze around her clit. She took her hand off his and used it to push her panties over her hips and down her legs.

Stefan hooked his arm under her knee and lifted it onto the tiled counter, separating her legs so he could nestle his body up behind hers. He rubbed his pelvis into her lower back, letting her feel his erection, which was getting harder by the second.

Elena bit back a moan when Stefan penetrated her with his fingers, keeping in mind that their daughter was sleeping one room away. He brought his other hand up to her chest and pulled her top the rest of the way down, cupping her breast in his hand when he finally had access to it. He continued to work up a rhythm with his fingers while he gently massaged her breast, starting with the entire mound and working towards the nipple.

When he reached the nipple, he rolled it between his thumb and index finger, using the little drops of milk it was weeping to aid his movements. He took his damp hand and slid it under the waistband of his sweatpants and to his penis, which had become uncomfortably engorged while watching Elena writhe on his fingers.

Stefan slid his fingers from Elena's body and to her clit, rubbing small circles. Elena leaned forward and put one hand on the counter by her knee to brace her weight, while she brought her other hand to her neglected nipple. She could feel Stefan was touching himself behind her and she could barely contain her excitement. She found it insanely hot when someone so manly and stoic engaged in self-stimulation and it had her on the verge of orgasm.

Elena pinched her nipple painfully hard as she started to tremor around Stefan's fingers. She opened her eyes to watch Stefan in the mirror as she came, the fingers rubbing her clit in time with the hand jerking his cock. She leaned her body back to rest on his as she caught her breath.

Stefan pulled his fingers from her body and gently stroked the skin on her lower belly. He removed his hand from his cock and bent over to open the vanity drawer, searching around for a condom. By the time he had it open and on, Elena was completely naked and leaning over the counter, her weight braced on her hands in front of her.

Stefan kissed up her spinal column and covered her hands with his. He moved his hips around until he worked the tip into her, stopping to nip her lips when she turned her head to him, and then easing himself the rest of the way in. He stilled and let her body adjust, putting his knee up on the counter next to hers.

Elena bit into his bottom lip when he started to move, her little whines going directly from her mouth to his. He thrust a few times in the crouched position they were in before straitening his body and pulling hers up with him. He sped up his thrusts, the new angle allowing him to hit the sensitive front wall of her vagina.

He brought both hands up to her breasts and squeezed them, she let out a long moan as she came again, her body shaking and tremoring in his arms.

He slowed his thrusts and then pulled out. He used his hand to brush the hair from her neck and swayed their hips, nipping her lips until she opened her eyes. "What's wrong?"

"Absolutely nothing." He answered, separating their sweaty bodies and tossing the condom into the trash. "I just want to go to the bedroom." He reached into the drawer and took another condom out.
"Oh." Elena looked over at him and bit her lip, her body sill swollen and flushed with arousal. "It's a multiple condom night?" He took her hand and pulled her to the bedroom.
"It's a multiple condom night." He confirmed, pushing her pack on to the bed and helping her maneuver so her head was on a pillow.
"We've been having a lot of those lately." She used her hand to wipe the sweat from his face and spread her thighs so he could lay between them.
"Is that a complaint?" He kissed along her collarbone.
"No." She giggled and gripped the hair on his head, forcing his face up to hers.

Neither one of them could deny that even with the stress of a toddler, their sex life had been more amazing then ever. Once they had gotten over all of the physical postpartum problems and the emotional relationship issues, they couldn't keep their hands off each other.

"Give it to me." She took the condom from his hand and ripped it open with her teeth. She reached between their bodies and wrapped her hand around the base of his dick, slowly squeezing it all the way back up to the tip, stopping to circle the ridge when she reached it.

Stefan groaned and dropped his head to her chest as she did it again. He brushed his lips around the unblemished flesh, stopping when he found a nipple. Before he could close he mouth around it, Elena jerked her hand again and he lifted his head up.

"Elena." He said sternly.
"Hm." She answered, coyly, looking up at him through her eyelashes.
"Put it on before I come in your hand."

She pinched the tip and rolled the condom down his shaft and to the base. As soon as Stefan felt it securely in place, he thrust back into her with a force that jerked her whole body. He moved a hand to the top of her head to prevent it from hitting the headboard. Elena gripped his shoulders and tipped her head back, arching her body as he brought his mouth back to her chest.

He flattened his tongue and gently sucked, feeling her nipple lengthen in his mouth. He cupped the flesh of her breast and squeezed to stimulate her let down, simultaneously increasing the suction and pull of his mouth. As soon as the warm milk started to fill his mouth, he worked his hips back up to a steady rhythm.

"Oh… Fuck…" Elena breathed up towards the ceiling. "…Stefan." She tightened the grip she had on his hair and buried her face in it. She let the muscles in her lower body go slack and her legs fall open, giving his as much room to move as she could.

He thrust into her a final time, grunting into her breast as he filled the latex barrier between them. He kept suckling as he rode out the ripples of his orgasm, still pumping his hips. When his hips stopped and his breathing started to slow, he held the overflowing condom to the base of his penis and pulled it from her body.

"I think when I move in, we need to move Lily to her own bedroom." Elena said as she stood at her dresser and dug around in her underwear drawer.

"I like her in our room." Stefan pouted.
"I know you do, BUT if she sees either one of us in the room she won't put herself to sleep." She stepped into a pair of panties.
"True." He got into bed and pulled the covers up around him. "But she goes to bed four hours before we do."
"True." Elena agreed, pulling a clean nightgown over her head. "You know it makes me uncomfortable knowing she's in there when we have sex." She got into bed next to him and propped her head up on her hand.

"She's sleeping." Stefan rolled his eyes. "And even if she does wake up what do you think she's going to do? She's a baby, she doesn't know what's happening." He paused. "Do you think she's going to walk into your house and tell Jeremy that her Mother likes it from behind?"

"Stefan!" She slapped his chest and pushed him back onto the bed.
"Or that sometimes Daddy holds Mommy down on the bed and Mommy makes all kinds of strange noises?"

"I'm trying to have a serious parenting conversation here… And you better watch yourself of you aren't going to be hearing ANY of those strange noises." She dug her index finger into his pectoral muscle.

"When you move, we will talk about it." He leaned forward and pecked her lips. "Don't worry about it yet."
"How about when she's two?"
"Elena. Go to sleep."