Chapter 5

Caroline gazed up towards the night sky, humming Bryan Adam's summer of 69 to herself. Secluded and alone, she had stumbled upon an empty bleacher stand, that wasn't too far from the bonfire but far enough that she wouldn't be disturbed. The base throb of the music playing in the distance and the small squeaks and rustles from the wildlife was somehow soothing her newly changed temperament.

Stefan had traced Caroline's scent towards a small clearing in the forest surrounding the bonfire. He found her utterly adorable, lying on the bleacher, gazing up toward the twilight sky with her radiant porcelain skin. He had never seen such beauty before. It made him even thirstier – a thirst to quench his lust by taming and devouring the beautiful blonde before his eyes.

A soft creak alerted a drunken Caroline. Before her stood Stefan, looking far too sexy for his own good.

"You know the party is back there." Stefan pointed behind him.

Caroline scrunched up her delicate features into a frown. Even when she was irritated she still looked amazing; Stefan thought.

"Oh gosh. Now what?" Caroline groaned, as if she was in pain.

Stefan chuckled and made his way up the bleachers until he was seated next to her, while she remained lying down.

"You know, this night didn't exactly pan out the way I thought it would." He said casually, staring up into the evening sky.

"Poor you." She said sarcastically. She wasn't in the mood for the ripper's antics. Especially now and because he knew the humiliating truth that no one else knew. It made her feel weak and vulnerable to know that somehow he had the upper hand.

"I know. I figured I'd give you what you wanted." He shrugged his shoulders.

Caroline was confused but intrigued at the same time.

"And what's that?" She asked. She couldn't help it and that annoyed her.

"Last year. I know what you wanted. Me." He turned his full penetrating gaze on her. Instantly her throat dried.

"Well you passed up the opportunity." She croaked out hoarsely as she pulled herself up into a sitting position.

"It too late to ask for a second chance?" He smiled.

"A chance to get in my pants?" She scoffed.

"Well when you put it like that…." He chuckled.

"No. Can't you see I'm upset?" She huffed out.

"I can smell it too." He remarked.

"Ugh. What's it going to take to get you to leave me alone?"

"Kiss me." His gaze had turned into a full blown blaze and it was heating her up.

"Eww. Besides you and Elena are still together. I mean you didn't break up." She clarified

"Damon's keeping her company. And a kiss isn't really cheating." He leaned forward, his words whispering on to her skin. Making her shiver in anticipation and fear.

"No." She meekly supplied. The fight was leaving her body.

"Then I'm just going to continue to make crude comments …." Before he could finish his statement, Caroline had grabbed him around the neck and kissed him.

This was beyond redemption. Kissing a man that did not belong to you and who probably would never belong to you, simply because she knew deep down that the real Stefan would have not permitted this act but she couldn't tear her lips away from his. It was heartbreaking and piercing her inner soul but there was no way she was going to stop. Stefan or Ripper Stefan didn't seem to have a care in the world either.

A drunken haze of realization somehow slipped through the small seams in her conscious. What the hell was she doing? Caroline had never wanted to be a third wheel, the other woman and technically she was doing that right now.

Caroline pulled away breathless.

"Why did you stop?" He whispered, as he placed a chaste kiss against her jaw before moving to the junction of her neck and collar bone, where he teased her with slight pecks. It was infuriately powerful and she couldn't stop the small groans of pleasure escaping.

"Because this is so wrong" She breathed out, half between pleasure and conflict.

"It isn't. I want you. Don't overthink this." He began kissing his way back up her neck.

"Your humanity is switched off. So everything seems right." She groaned.

"Exactly and you're just a girl and I'm just another guy. We are not the people we pretend to be. In this moment we are real, we are our true selves. No one would have to know." He pulled back, staring at her through lust dazzled eyes.

"No one?" She asked, breathing heavily.

"No one." He said firmly.

"Alright." She nodded.

Caroline entwined her one hand in his and the other was gripped on to his shirt; pulling him closer towards her warmth.

"Kiss me," She demanded forcefully, "Make the emptiness go away."

Stefan nodded and lowered his face to hers and caught her lips again. He relished the feeling of having her body pressed closer to his. It made him crave things and want things that seemed out of reach and impossible to claim. That's what he wanted. He wanted to claim her. Make her his forever.

Stefan shoved his hands under the fabric of her slinky top until the tips of his fingers caressed her skin. She felt like silk, almost like water. The smoothness was addictive and just like water he wanted to quench his thirst by placing his lips over every inch of her body.

He shifted lightly until she was straddling his lip. His control wasn't going to last long, not when she was panting and clawing his chest like a feline in heat. In the slightest of movements he positioned her so that her longs legs were wrapped around his waist, before he took off into the forest towards his house.

Caroline was so lost in the kiss that she had failed to notice that her surroundings had changed. She was no longer in the crisp air of the night but in the warm, almost smoldering room of Stefan's. He deposited her on his bed and reached for the bottom of his shirt and ripped the fabric away from his torso.

Caroline shifted uneasily as she watched him strip in front of her very eyes. She could feel small tremors running up and down her spine. This was beyond any fantasy that she had ever had about him. Yes she had thought of him shamelessly over the last year, there was something about Stefan's mystery that had always left her wondering what lay beneath.

She could imagine begging him. Begging him to consume her. She wanted the flames of lust to engulf her so that she could lose or sense of control. Stefan smirked. He knew he had her wrapped around his pinky.

Stefan moved back towards the bed until he was lying on top of her. Instead of taking her shirt of the normal way, he ripped the silky fabric in two and began worshiping her chest with his sensual kisses. Caroline couldn't have cared less – it was just an item of clothing that could be easily replaced.

Stefan gasped out aloud as Caroline's small hands grazed over his zipper. She fumbled with his belt before ripping it off him completely. A moment's hesitation stopped her yet again. The rational side of her wanted her to stop but her inner goddess just wanted him.

"This isn't right. I can't do this." Caroline placed her hands against his naked chest. She meant to push him away, but instead her hands were stroking and feeling the ripped muscle and tissue that was his torso. He was beyond words.

"Yes you can. I don't want you to deny this." Stefan groaned out. Her hands were wreaking havoc on his body. Her touch was sending him into overdrive. If he wasn't careful enough – he had a feeling that he could become lost in her.

"But Elena…" She breathed out.

"Forget about her. I have." He kissed her to substantiate his statement. When he kissed her like that she believed him. He wasn't thinking about anyone but her.

"You know … I liked that shirt." Caroline breathed out heavily, gesturing towards her silk shirt that was now ripped into two.

Stefan grinned.

"It was beautiful." He sighed as he moved down her torso and kissed her stomach. "But you are more beautiful without it. You don't need fabric to hide your beauty."

Caroline flushed red.

"Don't ever be embarrassed with yourself. You're worthy of pleasure and tonight that is what you're going to get from me." He growled out fiercely.

Within seconds they were both bare. Stefan was poised above her. He wanted to plunge into her depths, but in that moment the ripper's mask slipped. He needed to know that she was a hundred percent sure.

"Are you ready?" He asked breathing deeply into the nape of her neck. He needed the answer to be yes.

"Yes" She answered without hesitation this time.

He joined them together. His body was rippling with agony and pleasure. Caroline couldn't stop the moaning and groaning that escaped her. This only pushed him to go harder and faster. To prolong the sweet agony that he was in. She dug her fingernails into his back, she needed to hold on to him otherwise she would slip and fall away from him. And she couldn't allow for that to happen. She wouldn't.

They lost themselves in the moment until the waves of pleasure could not be ignored any further. When it was over he wrapped his arms around her; he knew that he couldn't let her go. Not yet. The ripper frowned at himself as the seconds turned into hours. Why was this sentiment kicking in? He had taken many woman over the years; human and vampire alike. So why wasn't he leaving? Why did he not just leave this sleeping beauty behind? Kill her even? Why was she crawling under his skin and coaxing his weaker self to rise awake. What had she done to him?

The first thing Stefan noticed was that he wasn't alone. He hadn't opened his eyes yet, but he could feel the warmth of a body beside him. He didn't want to open his eyes. He wanted to remain still for a while. The months events were swooping in on him – when he was the ripper, he remembered Klaus taking away his humanity. Stefan remembered how he had hurt Elena. What kind of creature was he to do that to her?

He didn't want to open his eyes. He was afraid of what he might see. Just a few more hours, he thought. A few more hours then he would open his eyes and he would remember everything the ripper did … what he did.

An: Okay this took a lot of guts to post this. My first attempt at a love scene. So please go easy on me. So if you didn't understand what just went on – Stefan is basically back and well, let's just say that he's going to be very shocked when he recalls what he did. Next update next week