Sorry it took so long to update! Life has been crazy this past week. Here is Chapter 3. It gets a bit…heated. There are no in-depth descriptions but its rated M for a reason! Enjoy!

"I love you. I love you. I love you." Stefan murmured against Elena's skin as he trailed kisses up her neck to reach her mouth.

Once there he kissed her slowly, gently. It was the kind of kiss that was so full of love it made her want to cry. She could feel his every feeling towards her in the way his lips moved against hers and every thought was communicated through the dancing of their tongues, twisting around each other.

After a minute the kiss transformed into pecks, his lips caressing hers in small movements.

Elena sighed contentedly as Stefan's mouth stilled against hers. He picked his head up to look in her eyes, his face warm and loving.

He smiled and quickly flipped them over, allowing her to rest on him. Elena laid her head on his chest, breathing in his scent, her lips curving into a smile.

She felt clean, warm, and loved. After a luxuriously long bath and massage, Stefan had dried them both with a fluffy towel and then had taken her to bed.

They lay together, naked and intertwined. Elena felt completely comfortable with Stefan like this. She trusted him implicitly with her body, her life, and her heart.

He accepted her for everything she was. She had never felt so loved.

What would she do if she lost him?

The thought created a sudden sadness that filled her and she felt a tear leak out of her eye and fall onto his chest.

Stefan tensed underneath her.

"Elena?" his voice was alarmed. He tried to look at her face but she moved her head to hide herself from him.

"Elena, look at me." He pleaded. He moved his hands to cradle her head, running his fingers through her hair soothingly. "Elena, love." He whispered to her.

She sniffled softly and picked her head up to look at him, slightly ashamed of the tears that were falling steadily from her eyes.

His brow furrowed and he reached his thumbs to her cheeks, wiping away her tears.

"Elena, what's wrong?" his eyes searched hers, worried at the sudden change in her emotions.

She shook her head, trying to clear her thoughts.

He waited for her to speak, his hands still cradling her head.

"I just. I've lost so much, Stefan. And…and if I lose you…I – I don't think I could…Stefan I…" her tears increased, her words interrupted by small sobs and gasps.

"Hey. No no no no." he shushed her gently. "No sweetheart, don't think like that. Come here." He murmured to her, pulling her gently back into his chest and wrapping his arms around her tightly.

"I'm not going anywhere. Okay?" he murmured, kissing her hair. "You won't lose me, Elena. I promise." His voice was solemn.

She nodded into his chest to show him that she understood, trying to stop her pitiful sobs, but she only cried harder, making Stefan hold her closer to him.

He held her as she cried, his heart aching as he felt her small form shake in his arms. He knew what it was like to lose everyone you loved. He knew the fear of not wanting to lose another person, one of the only people you had left. He understood that all too well.

She sniffled, her sobs quieting. "I'm being ridiculous aren't I?" she whispered, her voice painfully sad to Stefan's ears.

"No, Elena, no…not even close." He whispered to her, kissing the top of her head.

Elena sniffled again and lifted her head off Stefan's chest, looking him in the eyes.

His eyes searched hers, trying to understand the look in them. Tears still streaming down her face, her brown eyes were full of sadness, but also a look of resignation, and…something else. It was almost desire, maybe even desperation.

His brow furrowed, trying to understand the message in her eyes.

"Make love to me, Stefan." She whispered, a definite hint of desperation coloring her words. "Promise me I'll never lose you, Stefan please. Make love to me." She begged him, seeing the confusion in his eyes.

She wanted, no, she needed to feel his love for her. She needed him to fill her, to take over her senses, to kiss her until she forgot everything but him.

He remained still for a moment, looking at her, a war raging behind his eyes.

Then, after a moment, he kissed her.

It started gentle but soon escalated into something more heated, their bodies beginning to move together.

He made love to her like she begged him to, doing everything she asked, everything she needed. He took her to the precipice of ecstasy and time and time again held her as she crashed over the edge.

He made her forget everything but his scent, the feeling of his lips on her skin, the feeling of him inside her, and the joy of their being together, of every move being synchronized.

And when it was over and she felt like she would pass out from exhaustion, he trailed kisses over her body, making her shiver.

Elena smiled as Stefan came to rest beside her, pulling her in to cuddle with him. She sighed contentedly, her eyes drooping.

"I love you Elena and I promise you, you will not lose me, I'll be right here." were the last words she heard before she fell into a peaceful sleep.

Phew! That was my first time writing anything remotely smutty and sharing it with the world but I thought it fit nice. Hope you liked it! Review? Thanks for reading! xoxo