A/N: The beginning of this update is a little M rated.
This update is all Stefan and Elena. I figured with all the Stelena in last week's episode, I couldn't let the show give you more Stelena than me : ) Enjoy.
It was dark when Elena heard her bedroom door open during the early morning hours. She lay still for a moment, trying to figure out who it was. The clock on her nightstand read just after 3:00 AM.
As the footsteps got closer, she could make out his form somewhat. Still, she didn't know why he was coming into her room at that hour. "Stefan?" she asked, propping herself up on her elbows. "What's wrong?" she asked. Because he shouldn't have been waking her up that early.
"Shhh" he whispered, crawling on the bed and making his way towards her.
Elena's eyes showed her surprise as she felt his body cover hers. "Stefan what are you …" she began to ask, only for his lips to crash onto hers in what was sure to be a hot, steamy kiss.
It was.
Elena's arms gave way and Stefan's body crashed on top of her. Elena felt his hands slip under her shirt as his lips continued to possess hers.
And it felt so incredibly good. Even though they were supposed to be taking things slow and cooling down, the fact that he had come into her room when she was sleeping and woke her up to have a passionate make out session with her was beyond hot.
The split second his lips actually left hers so he could take in some air, she let out a satisfied moan of appreciation for what he was doing for her. "Not so loud" he growled against her ear quietly.
Every muscle in her body that had the capability of feeling pleasure, nearly exploded with it. Who the hell was this Stefan, and why hadn't he come into her room like this sooner? "Stef … an" she whispered, arching her back and pushing her hips upwards to make contact with his. The little love bites he was giving her on her neck were driving her insane. She wanted more of him. Her mouth gaped open, feeling his hands on her hips, and his fingers tugging on her cotton shorts she had decided to wear to bed.
Slowly, her shorts moved down her legs, her underwear following. His love bites on her neck softened, until he was placing gentle kisses, moving away from her neck and down to her shoulder. He pushed her t-shirt up, enough so his lips could kiss between her breasts. They didn't linger there long, which disappointed her.
His warm mouth moved down her stomach, leaving wet kisses as he went. Her heart felt like it was beating out of her chest. With each kiss landing lower and lower, her thoughts ran just a little wilder. He wasn't going to do what she thought (and hoped) he was going to do, was he? It was 3 AM, and Ric was in the house.
Stefan's tongue traced the bone outlining her hip as his hands ran up and down the backs of her smooth legs. "Stefan" she breathed out heavily. "What … what … are you doing?" she finally spit out.
His warm breath hovered over exactly where she was begging to be touched. Where he hadn't touched her yet. "I just want to make you feel as good as you made me feel" he whispered, his green eyes barely visible in the darkness as he looked up at her. But she could see them, filled with so much desire that it made her brain all foggy. "Can I?" he asked her. His fingers stroked the inside of her thigh as he waited for permission.
Elena was torn. She had told him they needed to slow down. But her body was screaming at her to let him. To just give in, knowing he'd be a complete gentleman and stop if she was uncomfortable with anything. She wanted this. There was no question about it. "Okay" she said quietly. She nodded her head, waiting for his next move.
"Lay back" he instructed quietly.
Elena did so. The anticipation running through her was almost too much to handle. She had goose bumps from where his fingers had been touching her skin. Elena focused on taking relaxing breaths in and out. It had almost worked, until his head dipped between her legs and his warm mouth was kissing her down there, slow and soft as he tried to figure out what she liked. Elena squirmed underneath him, the pleasure almost too great. "Oh God" she cried out, placing the back of her hand over her mouth to keep quiet.
Little by little, he seemed to get more comfortable. His tongue stroked harder and his lips sucked lightly on all her sensitive spots. Elena was pretty sure she was going to die. All she could hear, aside from her pants of breath, was his small moans as he worked her into a frenzy with his lips.
For someone who had never done this before, he was pretty amazing. Sure, she had nothing to compare it to, but the way her toes curled and the curse words that were threatening to come out of her mouth told her that he was doing a pretty damn good job.
"Fuck" Elena let slip out. She couldn't help it. Something in her was building. Every single nerve in her body was tingling and based on what she had read and heard from her friends, she knew what was happening.
Yep. Stefan Salvatore, the sweet little farm boy from Wyoming, was going to give her her first orgasm. With his mouth.
"Stefan … I'm … oh please" she begged, her hands now reaching out beside her to grab whatever she could just to be able to hold onto something. It became harder to breathe and the gasping breaths she did take did nothing for her. She wanted this so badly. The way she was feeling was making her want Stefan to do this to her every day, maybe even more than once.
Elena moaned, louder than she had wanted to, and she felt herself almost let go. She really wanted to fall over that edge, to feel those fireworks everyone told her about. And she was going to.
Until suddenly, it all stopped.
Elena's eyes shot open and she gasped. She sat up on her elbows some, looking around her room. Stefan wasn't there. She was alone.
She had been dreaming.
The clock read 5 AM, telling her everyone would be up soon. Elena fell back into her pillow and closed her eyes. That had sucked. Sure, she hadn't had a nightmare, but waking up before Stefan got her off with his mouth between her legs surely had to be just as bad as a nightmare.
She sat up finally, deciding she could take a shower before Stefan got up. She needed to cool down anyway. She got up and made her way to the shared bathroom, swinging the door open. She stopped abruptly, seeing Stefan standing at the sink in nothing but a pair of sweats.
He smiled at her and rinsed his toothbrush, putting it back into its holder. "Mornin' Elena" he said.
It frustrated Elena, because she didn't want him to tell her good morning. She wanted him to finish what he had started in her dream. Him standing there without a shirt on was doing nothing to help her recover. "Good morning" she said curtly. "I was going to shower" she added.
"Oh, okay" Stefan told her. "All yours" he smiled, backing out of the bathroom. Elena sighed with relief, glad to have some space from him. "Hey, how did that dream catcher work last night?" Stefan asked, stopping just outside of the door.
Elena froze. That damn dream catcher had made her dream about Stefan in ways she wasn't supposed to be thinking about him. "Fine" she answered vaguely. "No nightmares" she added.
"Did you have any dreams at all?" he asked her.
Elena could feel the heat rush to her cheeks and she prayed that Stefan couldn't tell she was blushing. "Nope. None" she lied.
Stefan smiled. "Glad you slept well last night" he told her. And he meant it. That damned, sweet boy meant everything he said to her. He shut his door to the bathroom so she could have her privacy.
Elena quickly stripped down and jumped into the shower, needing to clear her mind. As soon as the hot water hit her, she let out a lengthy groan. She had another problem. The Katherine problem. Katherine was expecting her to talk to Stefan. But quite honestly, the last thing Elena wanted to talk to Stefan about was Katherine.
"Ugh" Elena groaned again, reaching for her shampoo and squirting some in her hand. She worked the shampoo through her hair, willing for the thought of Stefan and Katherine to leave her mind. She closed her eyes and let the water run through her hair.
With her eyes closed, all she could think about was Stefan. Touching her. She could almost feel his fingers running across her skin. And that tongue.
Quickly, she opened her eyes. Then she let out a small scream, scrunching them closed again as she rubbed at them. Shampoo in her eyes was another great way to start her day. "Ow, ow ow!" she yelled. Her eyes began to water as she reached out to try and turn the water off.
"Elena?" came Stefan's voice as he poked his head into the bathroom. "Are you okay?" he asked.
"No" she cried out, raising her voice above the water that she couldn't seem to turn off. Her hands were back to rubbing her eyes. "I got shampoo in my eyes" she whined. It stung. It stung so bad. She heard the bathroom door shut and assumed he had left her alone again. But then the shower door opened. "What are you doing?" she nearly yelled, doing her best to cover herself up. She couldn't see anything but his blurry figure coming towards her.
"I ain't lookin'" he promised. She felt a large fluffy towel being wrapped around her. Then he turned the water off. "You need to rinse your eyes out with cold water" he told her, leading her out of the shower carefully. Elena did her best to hold her towel up. She felt herself stop at the sink and then heard the faucet turn on. "I'll hold onto your towel so you can use your hands" he said, and she felt her towel tighten around her body. Did he not know the effect his close proximity had on her?
Elena quickly splashed water into her eyes, wincing as she did. A few minutes of doing that and she finally felt like she wasn't blind anymore. She shut the sink off and accepted the second towel Stefan handed her and dried her face. "Thank you" Elena sighed, turning around and leaning against the counter.
Stefan smiled, still holding her towel up for her. "You're welcome" he replied. Her fingers brushed against his as she took over holding her towel. Yes, he was a gentleman. But he was also a man. And he knew exactly what was under her towel. That was the problem. "When you're done in here, meet me in the barn?" he asked.
Elena nodded, looking into his eyes and wondering what he was thinking about. Was he thinking about ripping her towel off of her and …? She couldn't tell. His eyes normally gave everything away, but the longer she looked into them, the more lost she got. "Yeah, sure" she told him finally.
"Good" he smiled, and she knew he would have tipped his hat at her if had been wearing one. "I'll see you down there." With that, he politely exited the bathroom, giving her the privacy she needed once again.
Elena closed her eyes and let out a deep sigh. She had to get her thoughts and her hormones in control, and fast. She still had another two months of summer to spend with him, and it was going to be very unpleasant time spent if all she could think about was them naked together, doing things to each other's naked bodies. "Stop it Elena" she told herself, opening her eyes up and groaning.
She was screwed.
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When Elena eventually made it to the barn, she stopped when she saw Red and PJ all tacked up and ready to go riding. A huge smile appeared on her face. "We're going riding?" Elena asked. She walked up to Red and grabbed for his reins. They hadn't been riding in a few days.
Stefan appeared from the tack room and took Red's reins out of her hands. "You're ridin' PJ today" Stefan told her, untying him and passing the reins to Elena who looked both excited and freaked out.
"Are you sure?" she asked. Red was a much safer bet.
Stefan smiled as he adjusted his cowboy hat. "I'm sure" he said. He grabbed her hand in his. "You'll do great" he assured her. "He trusts you. He's not gonna do anything crazy" Stefan added. Elena nodded her head slowly. "Plus, he knows when we get back, you're probably gonna give him an apple or two" Stefan added with a small grin.
Elena laughed. "Probably" she agreed. She led PJ out of the barn and stopped him so she could climb up in the saddle. He was a little shorter than Red, which made it easier to get up. Stefan was on Red seconds later and they both walked side by side towards the open gate. "He's a little bouncier" Elena noted as they moved through the tall grass towards the trail.
"He's still growin' into his legs" Stefan replied. "I don't think he'll make a good barrel horse though" he added.
Elena looked over at him curiously. "Why not?" she asked.
Stefan smiled. "He's kinda lazy" he admitted. "He'd rather just go at his own pace. He'll be a great trail horse though" he told her. "Not spooky and doesn't mind goin' over and through things."
Elena gave PJ a pat on his neck as they walked. "You're a good boy" Elena told the horse. And she was perfectly fine with just trail riding.
They made it to the trail finally and the sun came through the trees, lighting up the trail beautifully. The wild flowers growing alongside the trail were pretty and Elena made a note to come back sometime and pick some. "So you really didn't have any dreams?" Stefan asked her. Elena looked over at him, surprised that he was bringing that back up. "You're not supposed to have bad ones. Only good ones."
Elena shook her head no. "I was probably just really tired last night from the lack of sleep the night before" she answered. She would blame the sexy dream about Stefan on the piece of chocolate cake she ate before bed. She found herself wondering if there was any more cake left.
"Good dreams are a good thing" he told her. "I want you to have those" he added.
"I bet you do" she muttered, still thinking about the dream she had of him. If only he knew what they had been doing in her dream.
"What?" he asked, having not heard her.
Elena quickly looked at him and smiled. "I said, I bet I will. When my sleeping pattern gets back on track" she told him. Stefan nodded, and Elena was glad he hadn't questioned her anymore on it. Aside from the ridiculously steamy dream, the only other thing on her mind was Katherine. Which she wanted to address sooner rather than later now. "Can I talk to you about something?" she asked him.
Stefan looked over at her curiously as their horses continued to walk along. "You can talk to me about anything" he told her.
Elena sighed. "Here goes" she whispered to herself. "It's about Katherine" she told him.
Stefan laughed. "Uh oh" he said, wondering where this was going to go.
Katherine was going to kill her. "She asked me to try and talk you into starting a relationship with her now that she's not going to rodeo anymore" Elena said quickly. "But she doesn't know I'm telling you this, so you can't say anything!" she added just as quickly.
Stefan stopped Red, and PJ stopped too. "Hold up. What?" he asked, trying to comprehend everything Elena had just spit out. "She's not rodeoing?" he asked. That was the first he had heard of it. He had even given her a really great horse too.
Elena shrugged. "That's what she said" Elena told him. "Well, that she wasn't going to travel. She would still do local competitions" she clarified.
Stefan sighed. "And she asked you to talk me into being with her?" he asked. Elena nodded. If course she did. "I'll talk to her" he said. He didn't want Elena in the middle of it.
Elena peeked up under her hat at him. "And tell her what?" she asked nervously.
Stefan smiled, catching onto Elena's worry pretty quickly. "That no matter what, nothing is going to change. I couldn't be anything but a friend to her" he explained.
"Really?" Elena asked. Not that it should have mattered. But it did.
"Really" he assured her. "I've kissed her a few times when we were younger. That's it" he said. Elena made a face at that which made him smile. "You know how I know I couldn't ever be in a relationship with her?" he asked.
Elena tilted her head to the side curiously. "How?" she asked him.
"Because. The thought of seeing her naked freaks me out" he answered. "It would be like seeing my little sister naked. And that's gross" he explained. "Icky" he added for emphasis.
Elena stared at him for a moment or two. "Was I … icky?" she asked with a small smile.
Stefan laughed. "Definitely not" he told her. Which pretty much meant that he could have a relationship with her. But he couldn't say that and risk scaring Elena off. "I enjoyed bein' with you … doin' what we did" he said sincerely. Then he blushed. "We should keep ridin'" he said.
Elena smiled softly, watching him. He was so cute when he blushed. Elena grabbed his hand. She was happy that he didn't want to be with Katherine. Really happy. "Thank you for taking me riding this morning" she told him. He probably had a million other things he needed to be doing.
Stefan squeezed her hand as he leaned over towards her. He kissed her with as much coordination as he could, still sitting on his horse and trying not to knock both of their hats off. They both smiled when he pulled away. "You're welcome" he told her. He reached his hand up and fixed her hat that he had bumped when he went in to kiss her. The horses began walking again and they stayed silent for a little while, enjoying their morning ride together. "You sure you didn't dream about nothin' last night?" he asked.
"No Stefan!" she said exasperated. How many more times was he going to ask her about that?
Stefan smirked. "See now I think you're lyin' to me" he said, moving Red over slightly so Stefan's boot bumped into Elena's.
Elena rolled her eyes and looked forward. "Well now I'm never going to tell you" she teased.
"So you did have a dream last night" he said, smiling. "Was I in it?" he asked playfully.
Elena knew she was blushing now. "Wouldn't you like to know" she smirked right back, asking PJ for a slow trot to get away from Stefan.
"Yes, I actually would!" Stefan called out from behind her.
But she kept going, laughing at him. He loved it.
He'd do anything to hear her laugh.
A/N: Should Elena tell Stefan about her dream?