A/N: Yeah, this chapter is a little sexy. Not so much so that it would need an M rating I don't think. Just be warned. Stefan is a sex God.
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Elena relaxed against Stefan as they lay down on the couch together, watching some movie that was playing on T.V. Stefan seemed to be interested in it, but Elena had other things on her mind. They were leaving for Virginia in a week for Thanksgiving. Her aunt, while interested in meeting Stefan, still believed that it would be best for Elena to be on her own for a while. Elena just hoped that things would go really well.
Stefan arm was around her, holding her close. Elena grabbed his hand in hers and began threading her fingers through his. He looked down at her, smiled and kissed the top of her head before going back to watching the movie.
The other thing that had been on her mind all week was her conversation that she had had with Bonnie. The one about Stefan's jealousy and his need to please people and keep them happy. Elena wondered how many other girls there were besides Katherine who had used him and then left him. "Hey Stefan?" she asked quietly, leaning her head against him.
"What's on your mind, Miss Gilbert?" he asked, squeezing her hand.
"How many girls have you been with?" she asked, staring at the T.V. and a bit surprised at how easily she had been able to ask that question.
Stefan smiled, wondering when this day would come where she would ask about his past relationships. He picked up the remote and switched the T.V. off. "Have you been talking with Bonnie?" he asked, turning his body slightly so he could look at her.
Elena looked up and him and shrugged. "She might have mentioned something" Elena said.
"Like what?" he asked.
Elena shook her head. "Never mind. Let's just go to bed" she said, moving away from him to try and get up.
"Uh uh no" Stefan said, wrapping his hands around her waist and pulling her back. "What did Bonnie say that has you so curious?" he asked, tilting her chin up so she would look at him.
Elena sighed. "She might have mentioned that there were other girls who had, you know, used you and left you" she said, not knowing how to put it any gentler for him.
"Ah" Stefan said, leaning back in the couch. "Okay" he said, taking a big breath.
"You're going to tell me?" she asked, somewhat surprised. She hadn't expected him to.
Stefan smiled. "Well yeah" he told her. "You asked and you want to know, so I see no reason why I shouldn't tell you" he said. Elena looked at him curiously. "You know about Katherine" he said, smiling as he did. "We met while she was here in Seattle visiting. She decided to stick around and that's how we ended up dating. I knew how invested she was in starting her own business and how much she wanted to move to New York" he explained. "I guess I had just hoped that she would want to pick me instead. You know, start her fashion business here in Seattle."
"Were you happy with her those few months you dated?" Elena asked.
Stefan nodded. "She was fun and could always make me smile" he told Elena truthfully. "But she was also very spoiled and entitled and self-centered. And she didn't like to talk about anything that needed talking about" he added.
"I see" Elena said, not really knowing what else to say. On the one hand, he really seemed to like Katherine. On the other hand, there were a lot of things he didn't like about their relationship when they had been together.
Stefan noticed right away that Elena was thinking about his relationship with Katherine. He could tell by the look in her eyes. "You though" Stefan smiled, leaning in closer to her. "Make me happier than she ever did" he said softly, kissing her lips gently.
"What about the others?" Elena asked, opening her eyes slowly as the kiss ended.
Stefan hugged her close, settling back down into the couch and wrapping his arms around her. "Rebekah was the first girl I really fell for" he began, remembering back to his relationship with her. "We dated the first year I was in college. We went to all the parties together and spent a lot of nights … studying" he said with a small smirk. Elena rolled her eyes at him and he knew, even though he couldn't see. "I really think she just wanted me at her side for all those social functions. But she found a younger guy the next year and broke it off with me. Via text message, might I add."
"That's horrible" Elena said, running her hand over his chest lightly.
"I got over it eventually" he told her. "Meredith was next. She was going Pre-Med and ended up cheating on me with a classmate a year into our relationship." Elena was starting to wonder what was wrong with all of these girls he was dating. "Then there was Sage when I started my graduate program. We dated for two years and then she decided she didn't want to be in a relationship. We even lived together for a while."
"They're crazy, you know" Elena said, sitting up some so she could see his face. "But I can't say I'm sad about them leaving you" she said, allowing herself to smile. "Because now I get to be with you" she said, kissing the corner of his lips playfully.
"This is true" Stefan agreed, placing his hands on her hips as she continued to kiss him everywhere but where he wanted her to.
"I am sorry they hurt you" she said, resting her forehead against him. "But I'm smarter than all of them. So, worrying that I'm going to leave or getting jealous every time you see me with some other guy isn't going to work for me" she told him, running her fingers along his face.
Stefan looked at her cautiously. "You might get tired of me too" he told her. All the others had.
But Elena shook her head slowly as she smiled at him. "I really, really, really, really like you Stefan" she said. "I can't see myself getting tired of you. So stop worrying about it. And that's an order" she told him as sternly as she could.
Stefan gave her a small smile. "Yes ma'am" he replied. And although he was still worried about it, hearing Elena tell him that she wasn't planning on leaving was comforting. None of the others had ever told him that.
Elena laughed at his attempt to be so formal. "Do you want to finish watching that movie?" she asked.
Stefan shook his head no. "I want to know how many you've been with" he told her. He heard Elena groan in her attempt to avoid him. "Now come on now. Fair is fair" he reminded her.
"Fine" Elena told him. "Matt and Gregory" she stated quickly. "Matt in High School and Gregory when I helped him build his company."
"What, no details?" he asked, grinning because he could tell she was uncomfortable talking about this with him.
Elena sighed. "Matt was a really great guy" she told him. "But I had big dreams of moving to the city and running a large company. Matt. He was happy staying in our small town and working in a restaurant. So we went our separate ways" she explained. She really had no hard feelings towards him.
"He treated you okay?" Stefan asked, placing a loose strand of hair behind her ear.
Elena nodded with a small smile. "He was very kind and caring. We're still friends" she told him. "And you know all there is to know about Gregory."
"Was he always such a dumbass?" Stefan asked, rubbing her back lightly now.
Elena smiled at his choice of words. "No. He wasn't so bad in the beginning" she told him. "I think the money and the power got to his head" she explained. "But, he never made me feel as special as you do." It was a nice feeling, knowing that someone wanted you.
"I make you feel special?" he smiled. That definitely made him feel good.
"Yep" she told him. "It's nice being with someone who wants to spend time with you and who shows you affection" she told him, her voice slightly hinting at the fact that Gregory hadn't shown her any of that.
"Well, I definitely love spending time with you" he told her, running his hands down her back slowly. "And as for showing you affection …" he said, smiling as his eyes lit up. He leaned back even more, pulling her along with him. She laughed softly, resting on top of him with her head against his shoulder. "Well, that's easy" he whispered, letting his hands snake their way up under the back of her shirt. He rubbed small circles on her back, enjoying having her so close to him.
Elena felt her eyes close on their own as she gave in to his massage. "That feels really good" Elena whispered, sighing as she relaxed against him. "Did you want to go to bed?" she mumbled quietly.
Stefan smiled, but continued rubbing her back. "No. Let's stay right here for a while" he whispered, kissing the top of her head softly. Going to bed with Elena typically meant sex. But sometimes, all he needed was to have her close.
He wasn't sure how long they were planning on staying there, until he heard Elena breathing softly and knew she was asleep. All he could do was smile, because all he ever wanted was a moment like he was having with her right then. Like the moments he had been having with her.
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The week had flown by and Elena could hardly believe that she was sitting on an airplane heading for Virginia. She and Stefan had put in almost double their hours that week to make up for not being available to work the upcoming week. It was worth it though.
They were about two hours from landing and Stefan had gotten up and walked towards the back of the plane. Elena read some of her book while he was gone. Because when he was sitting next to her, she couldn't concentrate because he was trying to get her attention every five seconds. Sometimes he was trying to kiss her and other times, he was rubbing the inside of her thigh, trying to drive her crazy. Then sometimes he was telling her facts about airplanes.
When he did sit back down next to her, he had the biggest smile on his face. "Dare I ask?" Elena said, setting her tablet down.
"I paid a little visit to the bathrooms and good news. They are definitely big enough for two people" he grinned.
"You are unbelievable" Elena told him, picking her tablet back up. "If you think you're going to get me to have sex with you in a bathroom …" she trailed off, in disbelief.
Stefan scoffed. "If I remember correctly, you wanted to have sex with me when we first met in the restaurant bathroom" he reminded.
Elena's cheeks flushed slightly. Yes, yes she had wanted to. So she wouldn't deny it. "That bathroom was in an upscale kind of restaurant where they clean every half hour. God knows when the last time this airplane bathroom has been cleaned" she told him.
"Elenaaaaaaaaaa" he whined, leaning towards her. "This will be the last chance I get to sleep with you for a week" he said desperately.
Elena rolled her eyes. "You don't know that" she told him.
"I do too" he told her. "It would be very disrespectful to try and sleep with you in your family's home" he pointed out.
"Oh what a gentleman you truly are" she said, making fun of him. "I agree. The only way for you to be honorable is to have sex with me in a dirty airplane bathroom instead of my childhood home" she said, laughing.
Stefan didn't find it funny. "Is my impending death funny to you?" he asked with a completely straight face.
Elena patted his knee with one hand and wiped at tears with the other from laughing so hard. He was killing her, if anything. "You think not having sex for five days is going to kill you?" Elena asked quietly as she continued laughing so much that she literally was crying. Stefan glared at her before turning to face forward and ignoring her. He listened to her laughing subside. "Aww, Stefan" Elena said, placing her hand on his chest and leaning in to kiss his cheek. She grabbed her blanket and spread it over the two of them. "Stop pouting" she told him. He crossed his arms and continued looking straight ahead. "Are you really going to ignore me for the rest of the flight?" she asked, running her hand over his leg under the blanket. She inched her hand upwards and watched him squirm. Elena leaned towards him again and buried her face against his neck. "Because we both know you can't do that" she pointed out.
Stefan couldn't help but smile as he groaned. He grabbed her wandering hand and then pulled the blanket over them both, planning on having a nice make-out session with touching under the blanket.
Before Elena could laugh again at him, he had his lips pressed against hers, rolling half of his body on top of hers. All he wanted to do was touch every inch of her skin. He was obsessed with her. In the best way possible.
After about ten minutes of kissing and touching, Elena hit her breaking point. "Screw it" Elena breathed out when his lips left hers and were sucking lightly against her earlobe. "You. Me. Bathroom. Now" she said through her labored breaths.
Stefan smiled triumphantly, always happy to get his way. "You go first. I'll follow in a few minutes" he said, taking the blanket off of them and tossing it aside.
Elena grinned as she stood up and smoothed her shirt out. Stefan let his eyes wander the length of her body, reminding himself just how lucky he was about to be. She flipped her hair over her shoulder and smiled as she moved past him, letting her legs brush against his as she passed by.
Stefan watched her disappear toward the back of the plane as he gripped the armrests tightly. He told himself to count to 20 before getting up and joining her in the bathroom. "Eleven, twelve …" he continued to count. "Fourteen … close enough" he said, standing up and trying to casually make his way to the back of the plane. He passed by quite a few people who were sleeping, reading, or watching a movie.
Stefan smiled when he reached the bathrooms, knocking on the first bathroom door. "Occupied!" he heard a man yell from inside.
Stefan backed away quickly and knocked on the next door. Thankfully, it opened quickly and Elena pulled him inside and locked the door behind him. She then grabbed his shirt, pulled him to her and kissed him passionately for a moment. "Hi" she whispered, looking into his eyes as he caught his breath.
"Hi" he said in that sexy voice that she loved. "We've probably got five minutes before they realize we're both gone" he said, tracing his finger down her arm.
"Five minutes?" she asked with a disappointed tone. At least fifteen would have been favorable.
"Oh, I'll make it the best five minutes of your life" he promised, moving fast to get his hands under the backs of her thighs and lifting her up so she could wrap her legs around him. The sexy little growl he let out combined with him whispering against her ear could have easily made her black out for a moment or two. "I've never wanted anyone as much as I want you right now" he whispered against her ear, undoing her jeans and skillfully working them down her hips just enough for what he needed. "I've been thinking about this all morning …" he trailed off, working on his own jeans.
Elena closed her eyes and sighed with a smile. She had to admit, this was exciting for her. Never in her life would she have even considered having sex on an airplane until Stefan had convinced her minutes earlier. "I'm waiting for you to make this the best five minutes of my life" she told him, threading her fingers through his hair.
The plane hit light turbulence and Stefan stumbled forward, crashing into her against the wall in the small bathroom. He pressed his hips into hers and Elena had to bite her lip to keep from making any noise. It was a real challenge though, because she loved letting Stefan know just how he was making her feel. His body was pressed against hers completely now as he breathed heavily against her ear. With how limited he was in their movements, he was hoping that the thrill of having sex on an airplane would make their time unforgettable. "Tell me what feels the best" he said, experimenting with different angles.
Everything he did felt really good. It always did, but when he shifted her hips just slightly upwards, her hands flew out of his hair and tried to grip the wall behind her. "Oh God, there Stefan. Right there" she cried out quietly, practically whimpering to keep her voice down.
Stefan prided himself for knowing her body all too well. "You have no idea how much I wish I could hear you scream right now" he said, grinning at the thought.
"You have no idea how much I want to" she countered, bringing her hands back to rest on his shoulders. A whole string of curse words ran through her mind, but she bit them back. "Every single time you touch me like this, I swear my body thinks it will explode" she said quietly, amazed at how he had gotten this reaction out of her in just under two minutes.
"God I love hearing that" he told her, pressing against her even more as he breathed hard against her ear.
A knock on the door confirmed his fear. They had run out of time. "I'll be out in a minute!" he yelled, feeling frustrated that he hadn't given her what he had promised yet. There was a second knock and Stefan groaned against Elena's shoulder.
"Stefan, please don't stop" she told him, grabbing his face in her hands and kissing him. A third knock came and Elena was sure their session would have to end.
"I made you a promise" he growled against her ear, allowing his tongue to then trace along her neck. "I hate that we have so little time together right now" he told her, squeezing her waist as he placed rough kisses against her skin.
"I do too" she panted, resting her head against his. "You feel so good …" she moaned. She rolled her hips against his, trying to speed up the process. Another knock was at the door and this time, Elena groaned in frustration. "I haven't finished yet!" Elena called out angrily, knowing her reply had a very different meaning for her than for the person on the other side of the door.
Stefan smiled against her cheek, glad to know that she was just as sexually frustrated as he was. "We have to hurry this up" he told her reluctantly.
Elena squeezed her legs around him just a little tighter. It changed their positions just enough to have the result she needed. "Yes, Stefan" she yelled silently. "Right there. I'm almost … Stefan … Stefan ..." she trailed off, knowing she was close. "YES!" she shouted, and he quickly covered her mouth with his hand to keep her quiet. A few more thrusts and he finished too, having more control to keep himself quiet. They were both breathing like they hadn't had air in minutes, which was probably true to some extent.
He sat down on the closed toilet lid and her legs dangled off to the side as her body fell limp against his. "Jesus Stefan" she said, completely satisfied with their little tryst in the bathroom. "You're so unbelievably good" she added.
Stefan chuckled against her shoulder as he gripped her hips. "I know" he said arrogantly. "But I'm even better when I'm with you" he added.
Elena lifted her head up off of him and smiled. "Nice save" she told him. Stefan brushed some hair out of her face and kissed her gently. "Now get out so I can freshen up" she said, getting up off of him and attempting to make herself not look like she just had mind-blowing sex with Stefan.
Stefan was all smiles as he stood up and fixed his pants. "You know we're doing this on the flight back, right?" he asked, slapping her ass before opening the door and letting himself out.
Elena locked the door behind him and looked at herself in the mirror. She had that "I just had really good sex look" she noticed. Her cheeks were pink, her hair was messy, and she had the silliest smile on her face. Who the hell would have thought she would have allowed herself to be ravished in an airplane bathroom? It was insane, what they had just done.
"Stefan Salvatore" she said quietly to herself. "What have you done to me?" she smiled.
When Elena left the bathroom, she used the backs of the airplane seats to keep her upright. Her legs were shaking so bad still that she didn't trust herself not to fall on her face. When she made it back to her seat, Stefan was grinning like a very satisfied boyfriend. He had to refrain from touching her as she slipped by and sat down.
The flight attendant walked by, then stopped and looked at both of them. She didn't look happy as she glared at the both of them and shook her head at them.
When she walked off finally, Stefan and Elena both laughed, feeling too good still to be embarrassed. Elena leaned her head against his shoulder and Stefan slipped his arm around her. "I don't regret it" Stefan stated, turning and kissing the top of her head.
Elena laughed again. "Me either" she told him. "Not one bit."
A/N: If this happened on all flights I took, I'd stop complaining about flying.
