I could feel Stefan pressing his body closer to mine, his jeans damp from the water and sticking to my skin when he pushed against me. I let my head fall back against his shoulder, the water still beating down on my chest and warming me. His hands slid to my stomach, flattening against my taut abdomen. He was pulling me closer to him.

"I want to be every inch near to you as I can be." He whispered into my ear, nipping at my earlobe. I could feel myself responding to his touch, wanting more from him. I trusted him, I knew he wouldn't hurt me. His right hand reached up to cup my breast, and gently squeeze. His thumb played over my nipple, then grazed his fingers across the bottom of my breast. I rolled my head to the side and pulled his head down to kiss him. I opened my mouth and licked against him, urging him to continue. I reached back and yanked his hips against my back side. I could feel his erection growing against his wet, heavy jeans. I reached back to pull the zipper down and tease him a little through his boxers.

Stefan groaned and pushed gently into my touch.

"Mm, Caroline keep going." He was moaning a little louder as I turned around to face him, keep my hand stroking him through his boxers. I reached up to the waist band and into the wet fabric, feeling how absolutely straining his erection was. I used my other hand to push on his chest and guide him to the wall so his back was flush against the tiled surface. He was watching me with lust in his eyes, and concern. I turned his head to the side and sucked at his pulse point, moving to his collar bone, as I continued to stroke his length, even with out the water pounding between us, he was slick with pre-cum.

I started to move my mouth further down, his chest and as I went to kneel, he stopped me.

"Caroline, don't. You need to talk to me about what happened." He was breathing heavily and trying to stop himself from wanting any thing sexual right now. He was trying to stop me because he was afraid I was still hurting. I didn't want to talk about it, and I wasn't afraid to be with Stefan. He was gentle and he loved me, his eyes betrayed his absolute trust in me as well. I could only smile and stay on my knees.

"Stefan, we can talk later, right now I want to busy my mouth with better things." I almost believed my façade. I wasn't completely void of hurt for what Klaus had done to me but right now I was numb, and I wanted to exploit that.

I set myself busy to gently pulling his boxers down his waist enough to free his cock. He was so hard, his girth almost scared me but I wanted to prove to him I wasn't broken. I started gently sucking the tip of his cock, liking the cum leaking from him. I massaged the base as I licked and sucked his tip, slicking his member as I went. I moved more of his cock into my mouth and he groaned. I looked up to see his fingers twined in his hair, gripping and trying to keep himself anchored. His eyes were on me the whole time.

"Oh god Caroline keep-" he was cut short, his breath going ragged as he was nearing his orgasm. I could feel his body tightening under my touch. His fist came down and hit the wall in front of my face, startling me. I looked up again to see the veins in his face swelling, and his fangs elongated. The look on his face startled me and I fell backwards into the water spray again, crawling backwards a little away from him.

Stefan paused and realized what had just happened. He looked at me again with his usual soft eyes, the veins were gone. I was a vampire, I was used to the veins, I was used to seeing him at the edge of orgasm. Why did he scare me now? I backed into the wall opposite Stefan and stared at him shaking my head as he knelt in front of me.

"Caroline, I am sorry, I didn't mean to scare you. I am so sorry." He was speaking softly, his hand moving from my face to my hands, and unsure of where to leave them in order to calm me down. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath, then counted to 10. When I opened my eyes, Stefan was still there, soft in the face and stone in the body. He loved me but he could protect me, there was nothing to be afraid of. He reached a hand out to me and pulled me into a hug, pushing my head to his shoulder. I wrapped my arms around him and pulled my body closer to his. I wanted to get past this, Stefan had not taken anything from me, Klaus hadn't even taken anything from me expect my absolute feeling of safety. I leaned up and kissed him hard, pressing my body so close to his it was almost bruising.

"Stefan.." I was begging for his touch, for him to remind me why I loved sex with him so much. He smiled at me and chuckled, his body shifting against me. The shower was big enough that he could lay on the floor of it and still have room to stretch, so sex in this shower should not have been difficult. Stefan pushed me back a bit, guiding me so that he could stand, and pulled me with him, he pressed me against the shower wall, slick with water. He kept his lips searching my mouth, making me want more of his inside of me. His hand trailed to my shorts and pulled at the waist of them.

"Can I..I mean..Is it…Would you be okay if…?" he sighed as I grabbed his face to look at me.

"Please.." I was moaning for him to take off my shorts. I felt his hands slide down my sides, past my waist, to my hips and gently slip my shorts down my legs so I could step out of them. I was completely naked, standing in front of his gaze, he looked as though he were taking me in.

"You are so…amazing." He was breathing out the words like he was mesmorized by me. I yanked him closer to me to snap him out of it. I was thin and muscular, and I was blessed with larger breasts. He was not lingering on any spot in particular just watching me. He lifted me by my waist and stroked my legs around his body from my butt to my knees. I tried to reach between us but he stopped me, and reached between us to stroke my clit. I couldn't help from seeing stars and moaning out his name.

"Stefan," His name came out breathless and dripping with lust from my lips and ignited his lust faster. I felt him position himself and look to me for an okay. I nodded at him and felt the sting of him as he entered me swiftly. His hands were under my ass, cradling my body and caressing like a lover, I knew it was okay with him. I watched his face ad he thrust inside of me, he looked like absolute pleasure., his eyes were lidded and he was watching me. The sharp pain ebbed as he found a rhythm, and was replaced by a coil turning tighter in my stomach, making me moan with each twist and thrust Stefan made inside of my body. He leaned in and kissed me, as I brought a hand up to his face. I could feel the veins in his face swelling, and his body tightening. He was close to his orgasm again.

"Stefan please, cum for me" I was breathing heavy as I felt my own orgasm start to wash over me, "Oh god Stefan keep going! Mmm" I was trying not to scream too loud because I did not want Damon wandering back in for a show. I felt the coil tighten and suddenly erupt into a sensation that radiated through my toes. I dug my nails into his shoulder, trying to contain myself, but my body was shuddering so hard I could feel Stefan's orgasm. His body shuddered like mine, and he groaned my name, his grip on my butt tightening almost painfully. I felt Stefan tighten against me and his sticky release before he relaxed leaned his head into my collarbone, his breath heaving.

He took a deep breath and looked up at me, before releasing my lower body and smirking at me.

"I think we defeated the purpose of a shower." I chuckled and put my weight into my legs, and fell slightly. I had not realized that my orgasm was intense enough to make my legs feel like jello. Stefan caught me, as he laughed, "Am I that good?"

I chuckled back at him and regained my senses, stepping back into the spray of water, to wash my hair and body. Out of the corner of my eye I could see Stefan removing his jeans, still half hard. His body was taut and toned, the muscles in his legs and torso apparent with every shift in movement. I couldn't stop myself from blushing. He turned around to see my face red and smiled.

"So you blush at the sight of me naked, that is sweet." He pressed into me for a kiss, and leaned back into the water. The shower head was three times the size of a normal one so we had no trouble fitting the two of us under the water. He turned his back to me for a second to grab shampoo and I snuck up behind him, wanting to touch his abs again. His skin was smooth like silk and even when he was relaxed, his muscles were like marble.

"If you keep getting naked, we will never get out of this shower." I sighed, placing my chin on his shoulder.

"I told you that an hour ago." He chuckled lathering up and rinsing as I kept my body tight against his. I kissed his shoulder blade and pressed my face against him. He always smelled like sandalwood and musk. I pulled myself away from him and washed my hair, then turned back around to him. He was watching me again, smiling and in awe. I wasn't special so why was he always looking at me like he had never seen anything so amazing? I blushed again and pulled him to kiss me.

The door burst open and Damon waltzed through it again, still drinking and a smug look on his face. He was covering his eyes but peeking through his fingers at us.

"Some us like hot water too you know! You may want to dry off soon because Elijah is gonna be here in an hour. He wants to talk to Caroline." Damon shouted at us. My gaze shot to Damon, his words echoing in my head. I wasn't even concerned about covering myself, but I felt my eyes go wide and the veins in my face swell with rage. I wasn't angry at Elijah, but he was related to Klaus and my killer instinct was nudging that his visit was not to borrow a cup of sugar. Stefan grabbed my face and turned me to look at him again.

"Caroline.." Stefan trailed off trying to get my attention.

"Oh, you didn't tell her little brother?" Damon shrugged, his hands in the air as though to say 'oops'. He was staring at me, watching me as a few screws loosened a little in my resolve.

"He was asking if you were okay. He knows what cruelty his brother is capable of, and I think after all the things his brother has done, Elijah will thank you for you have done." Stefan spoke softly to me, explaining the reason for the visit. The veins in my face receded and my fangs retracted. I nodded and then looked back at Damon.

"So he just wants to meet with me?" I asked him shakily. I was looking around now for towels. Damon laughed and pointed to the closet on the other side of the bathroom, far from the safety and modesty of the shower. I nodded at him and he took it as a cue to get me a towel. I closed my eyes and clutched Stefan to my body in an effort to cover both of us. Damon was laughing as he stepped to the edge of the shower and handed me a towel. Stefan released me and moved to turn off the water, leaving both of us exposed. I quickly covered myself best I could and watched Stefan stroll over to Damon and take the towels. His modesty had obviously dissolved over the years.

"Honey don't look so shocked, we are brothers, not monks. It was a different time when we were young. I saw more penis in the military, than I have in this shower just now." Damon shrugged and took a long swig from his glass. Stefan wrapped himself in his towel as he handed me the other towel. I turned my back to Damon and wrapped myself in the fluffy fabric.

"Did he say anything else that would be helpful?" Stefan asked Damon, he was so casual about the conversation. Damon was leaning on the doorway of the shower and watching Stefan and I. I guess they were right but now I was curious just how close the Salvatore brothers were? They had shared a woman, but had they shared a woman? I shook the thought from my head as I moved past Damon out of the shower, and down the hall to my room.