(Enjoy this chapter because things just get rougher after this, thank you for the reviews, but I'm just going to say this I don't really focus on Matt and Jackson so much in this fic (Yes, that is completely fucked up) but it is an stelena story, I hope I don't lose followers because of this lmao anyways, I might go back and rewrite more, it's just never occurred to me. So, enjoy this SE sex fest, and no I'm sorry but Elena will not be getting pregnant (spoiler alert!) I hope you can still enjoy this)
Elena
He lifts me up from the floor, and I wrap my strong arms around his neck, I'm blown away from his confession but I'm also giddy inside.
He loves me, and I love him.
He sets me down, and I look at him, we're both smiling, and his cheeks are red, and I feel mine heat up.
"Bed time?" he whispers, and I nod, sliding off the mini-skirt, his eyes scan my body, a single light illuminates us as he, too slides off his pants, I stand before him in nothing but his plaid shirt and underwear and him in his boxers, I run my eyes down his body, a lust feeling in the pit of my stomach as he grabs my hand and we lay down in the bed, he shuts off the light, holding me in his arms, and I feel safe and comfortable, but I almost feel restless too, like something's missing.
I hear his slow breathing against my neck and I realize he must be asleep.
This was our last night together and I had said I was going to make it count, no matter what.
I turn so I'm facing him, his light breath tickling my nose.
"Stefan?" I whisper, putting my hand on his warm chest, he opens up his eyes sleepily, I can barely make out his face in the dark room.
"Yeah, Elena?" He asks.
"Turn on the light." I whisper, and he turns on the light, staring down at me, I urge him back into bed, and he lays down.
I gently sit up and lean over, kissing his lips, he kisses me back, as I get on top of his lap, my legs on either side of him, as I continue kissing him, running my fingers down his stubble on his cheek and chin, he kisses me back, running his fingers down my hair, curving over my spine, sending shivers down it again.
I pull back, a little, and he's panting.
"Should I change into my lingerie?" I ask, embarrassed of this, Matt always liked me in lingerie, but Stefan shake his head, running his hands down my hair, his green eyes hold a different look from lust, his eyes glinting with the light, it's love.
"no, no, I like you in my shirt." He whispers, grabbing my wrist as he flips us over, him on top, I feel him hard against my thigh, my cheeks turning red, as he runs his fingers down them, and onto my neck.
"Are you sure?" He whispers, looking into my eyes as he caress my cheeks with his hands.
I nod, breathless, as I grab the back of his head, smashing his lips onto mine, he kisses me back, his hands roaming my thighs and then up the thin material of the plaid shirt, making a certain heat enter my stomach, I rub my toe over the inside his of his leg again and as his fingers being to unbutton the buttons of his plaid shirt, he pulls back, kissing my neck hard, he wastes no time latching onto my sweet spot, as he unbuttons the shirt, all the way until he can see my black lacy bra, his hands go to my ass, squeezing it.
I moan low, as he latches onto my sweet spot, each kiss on my neck makes me hotter as he removes his hands from my ass and runs his finger down my abs, my hand's tug at his hair, needing more.
He kisses down my neck and to my collarbone, nipping it lightly, his tongue finds it's way down my cleavage, making me throw my head back lightly against the pillow, my fingers gripping his hair.
He kisses down my stomach softly, and gets to my panties, he goes back up and urges me to lean up as he undoes my bra with the back of his hand, I watch as he throws it across the room, kissing me again, one of his hands go up against my hardened nipple, sending electricity down my spine, as he fiddles with it, flicking and twisting it.
I move my hands from his hair to his back as I grab onto his shoulders, he replaces his fingers with his tongue and I pant in the air, feeling as if I'm going to explode from anticipation.
I start to get up, wanting to change positions, but his hand locks around my throat, pinning me back onto the bed again, I look up at him surprised as I feel myself getting turned on more, he looks down into my eyes, and it's almost like I see a beast in him, a beast that only wants to ravish me tonight, his lips are back on mine as he rubs his body against mine, my toes curl, feeling his erection slide against my wet panties.
"Stefan." I moan, breathless, not being able to take all this teasing.
His hands go to the waist band of my panties, pulling them down, he brushes my hair back from my neck and kisses my neck, I close my eyes, leaning my head back, my hands gripping the sheet when he plunges two fingers in me, pumping fast and hard, as my hips meet each thrust of his fingers.
"I..I need you." I cry out, thrashing my head around, feeling an all time high hit when his thumb circles my nub, I know I'm close, I feel the familiar tightness in my stomach.
He leans down to whisper sweet in my ear.
"Say it again." He says, hovering over me, as I come hard, seeing a white light, I moan, my cheeks feel on fire, as I recover from my orgasm, he spreads my legs a little wider, my hands reach for his plaid boxers, ready for him, but he grabs my wrists, putting them over my head.
"Say it again, Elena." He whispers, darkly against my neck, licking up it, he grinds his chest against mine, I feel my mind go in a frenzy.
"I want you." I whisper, feeling an intense pleasure run through me as he grinds himself on me, slowly, it's enough to drive me wild, as I buck my hips up to meet each slow thrust, but he pushes me back down.
"I can't hear you." He says, entangling a hand in my hair and yanking it back slightly, my hands find his shoulders, as I whimper lightly.
"I really want you." I shout, getting frustrated with all this teasing he looks down at me, and smirks, it would be the devil's smirk to shame, as he tugs down his boxers slowly, I gasp when I see how big he is, a blush creeps down my cheeks, as I feel sweat begin to drop from my forehead in little dots.
He leans down and kisses me, his fingers stroking the back of my neck, making me relax and sigh into the kiss, content.
I cry out in his mouth as he enters me, pushing slowly into me, trying not to hurt me.
"You're so tight, shit." He mumbles, against my neck, and I see his eyes are closed, I blush lightly, turning my head away from him but he brings me back with the touch of finger under my chin, he kisses me again, this time slowly, and I feel a wave of pleasure rush over me when I realize that he's already in, I spread my legs a little wider, he thrusts in slowly at first, but I dig my nails into his shoulder, making him groan, and he goes faster, and pretty soon each thrust is deep and hard, and it almost sends me over the edge, because I haven't had this good of sex in awhile, I'm amazed by his upper body strength, as my fingers drift down his abs, his hand in entangled into my hair,yanking it back every so often, and I feel myself falling and each thrust of his hips, rising to meet his, if this was rough sex, I wanted to have it every day, goosebumps prickle my skin as he bites my shoulder, thrusting in and out.
"Wrap your legs around my neck." He says, panting and I obey, pretty soon he starts thrusting and I feel a new wave of pleasure go over me, as I writhe on the bed, my head dizzy from this new angle, he feels so good inside of me, and I watch as he closes his eyes, his fingers playing with my nipples.
"Steefff." I mumble, forgetting that we aren't wearing protection.
"We didn't use a condom." I gasp as he smacks my ass lightly, I feel myself getting aroused again.
"Oh.. fuck." He mumbles.
And I feel my stomach tighten, knowing that I'm getting close.
"I'm so close." He huffs into my shoulder, and I run my fingers through his hair.
"M-e too." I whisper, as he slows down his thrusts a little, panting against my chest.
I moan loud, feeling as if I'm going to explode, he does a final hard thrust, and then pulls out at the last second, I close my eyes, coming hard, imagining he just spilled all over the sheets, and blush at that thought.
He falls next to me, breathing heavily and I feel like I can't feel my legs, as I shake slightly from the ecstasy.
He wraps his arms around me, and smooths back my hair, his chest breathing heavy against mine.
"I love you." I whisper, feeling my eyelids go heavy, I barely hear him whisper back I love you too, when I fall asleep wrapped in him.
I wake up to a weird sensation between my legs, I look down and see some messy brown hair down there, my toes curl, as I lean my head back, not wanting him to stop as he pleasures me with his tongue.
"Oh, God." I whimper, feeling as if I'm floating and I don't want to touch the ground, how did he know what I liked so much?
I'm finished by the time he thrusts two fingers in me, I close my eyes as I feel myself come, he finishes it, and then leans down to give me a good morning kiss, I taste myself on my tongue.
I pull back, panting.
"Good morning." I whisper, getting on top of him, I instantly feel him harden against me.
I'm not sure how many rounds we do, but he decides to put on a condom, as we go at it, like animals, twice in the bed, and once in the shower, I try to put some clothes on, but he ends up pulling them off of me at the last second, and bringing me back to bed.
Eventually, we lay there, and I'm not even sure what time it is, and I don't even care, as he strokes my hair, I look up at him and smile lightly, he meets me smile.
"Did I hurt you last night?" He asks, running his fingers through my long hair.
I blush, thinking about last night and how he almost choked me, and yanked my hair, and slapped my ass.
"No.. I.. liked it." I answer, truthfully, there was something about getting treated roughly in bed that turned me on even more.
I feel him smile against my hair, as he flips us over, so I'm on top of him.
I bite my lip, and lean down and kiss him, my hands grabbing at his boxers as his grab for my panties, I need him, he doesn't understand how much I need him.
I sit down on him, feeling my insides tingle as he moves me against me, his groans turn into grunts, and I place a hand on his chest, digging my nails into his skin, as I ride him, his hand comes down on my ass, again and again growling at me to go faster, and I don't even think about the sting, just the way it spurs me on, as I rotate my hips, I lean my head back, as my hands stay on his chest, pretty soon it's over as I feel him meet his end and I do also, I fall down next to him, panting and he's panting also, his hair's a mess from where I yanked it, and I notice his chest is bleeding a little, my ass feels numb as he pulls me closer, rubbing it lightly, I wince at the pain, but he then he kisses me, and all of it is forgotten.
Suddenly, my phone is ringing and he pulls back groaning.
I reach over the nightstand trying to catch my breath as I answer it.
"Hello?" I ask, hoping that Matt wasn't already home.
"Hey, we should be back in an hour." Matt says, he sounds so happy, and I almost feel guilty, but then Stefan moves my hair back and starts kissing my neck, I almost drop the phone, my hands start to shake.
"Alright... I'll b-be there." I say, trying to hide my moan, with a cough,
Matt says he'll see me soon, and hangs up, I drop the phone, leaning into Stefan's wet lips, he bites the back of my shoulder, and I sigh deeply, leaning my head back against his chest.
"He's going to be back in an hour." I mumble, a sad tone to my voice.
Stefan ignores me and continues to kiss the back of my shoulder.
"And I have to shower." I mumble, and I turn to look at him, his green eyes look so sad.
"Again." I add, smiling lightly, teasing him, trying to lighten the mood, but he just nods, and lets go of me completely and I feel a sadness at the pit of my stomach, who knows when I'll see him again, I grab his hand, and tug him along to the bathroom, he looks at us in the mirror, his hands, wrapping around my waist, and I start the shower.
"I'm going to miss you so much." He says, stepping into the shower with me, and I turn to face him, the water drips down his body, his green eyes sad, as he reaches out and tucks a strand of hair from my face.
"I'm going to miss you, too." I whisper, leaning down and kissing him this kiss was different from the sex ones, he wasn't demanding with me, as he caresses my cheek with his wet hands, the kiss is soft and gentle, and full of love.
I pull back breathless, staring deep into his eyes, their so open, and unguarded, and I think about how much I truly do love this man.
He starts to look down, but I grab his face in my hands, my eyes meeting his.
"Hey, we're going to see each other again, I have no intentions of leaving, remember?" I whisper, and he gently smiles as I run my fingers along his lips.
But then another thing enters my mind: Matt, he would be very suspicious if he found out where I was all the time, I feel a sadness in my stomach, as I look at him.
"But it can't be anytime soon." I say, feeling my heart sink into my chest at his sad expression.
I tell him that is has to do with Matt, and he nods his head, looking down, I sigh deeply and lift his head up again, his green eyes filed with pain.
"But, I love you, Stefan. You, not him." I whisper, leaning up and kissing him again, he tenses in the kiss, but then relaxes, pushing me lightly against the wall, my hands entangle in his hair, as his arms wrap around my naked waist.
He pulls back breathless.
"Let me take a picture of you." He mumbles.
"Something to get me through the days." He adds, and I feel my heart swell up in happiness, that he wanted a picture of me.
"Okay." I whisper, feeling as sad and depressed as he is.
We finish in the shower, and I'm wrapped in the towel, sitting on the bed.
He comes out in boxers and a Polaroid camera.
He gently tosses me his plaid shirt, and I put it on, not wearing anything underneath, I bite my lip, feeling dirty as I lean down, and he comes over to me, putting the camera on me, I give him my best sexy pose, and he chuckles, snapping some pictures.
"Do you like photography?" I ask, and he looks down at me, the camera still on me.
"Yeah, I think it's beautiful to take pictures of things you love." He whispers, and I can tell he's finished.
As he sits with me, and takes them out, hanging them up to dry over his window, I lay back down, and he joins me, wrapping his arm around me, I cuddle into his chest.
"Let me keep your shirt." I mumble, and I feel him smile against my hair.
"If you want." He says, looking at me, and I nod my head.
"I want to do something else." I whisper against the side of his neck, and he stares at me curious.
"Think of it as a going away present." I say, playing with the strings on his shorts, he looks down at me, groaning as I lightly rub him through his pants, he throws his head back lightly, as I slide down his shorts, his erection pokes through and I grab, it he leans his head back, his breath hitches in his throat, as I lick the tip, down, he moans low, soon I am engulfing him and licking him and I don't think he knows what's going to happen, as my hand leans down and plays with his balls, he leans his head back, digging his nails into my arm, as I pleasure him with my mouth, he groans, low, and I feel his dick spasm in my mouth, I take it all in, and I lean back, kissing him, our tongues collide and he pulls me closer.
Suddenly a knock on the door makes us jump apart and I look at my clock to see it's been more then an hour.
"Shit." I mumble, getting up, and he joins me.
"Who is it?" He says to the open door, and my heart races through my chest.
"Hey, man, it's Tom." Tom says through the door, I sigh in huge relief and quickly dress, Stefan looks at me, and throws on a shirt, I look down, and he flashes towards me, pulling me into a kiss, we pull back minutes later, when Tom decides to pound on the door.
"I love you." Stefan whispers, against my lips and I smile, too.
"I love you, too." I say, nodding my head and he lets me go out the secret way, and I walk home, I carry his plaid shirt in my hand, inhaling his sweet scent from it.