Tatia gave an exhale of air as his hands moved slowly over her body, resting against her hips. She licked her lips as he shifted her knickers off, leaving her in just her bra. The second his tongue brushed against her clitoris, she gasped loudly, her fingers curling around the edge of the counter. Her back bowed and she curled her toes, spreading her legs wide. The noises she made got louder as his tongue explored into her, the feeling unlike she’d ever had before. She didn’t bother to hide the sounds she was making, fighting the urge to trap his head between her thighs.
Stefan looked up at her from his position. He was enjoying the view of the beautiful woman above him moaning in pleasure. He ran his tongue against her again, then inside of her and back out to brush her clitoris all over. He would happily make her orgasm simply from this, but he did have multiple plans - and this was just the beginning of his work. He tilted his head to the side and ran his tongue against her clitoris, applying pressure with it before he moved his mouth down once more to swirl his tongue in her opening. He brought a hand up, pushing her leg back farther again, before his fingers found their way to rub against her clitoris in a circular motion while his tongue darted against her walls and licked up her wetness.
“Wow, and here I thought I was the king of self-deprecation, I think we have a new ruler of the throne here,” he looked over at Stefan and pursed his lips together. “Right, he probably couldn’t, but when has that ever stopped Elijah?” Well, Elijah generally got what he wanted and if he didn’t, he would take it. Even from his siblings.
He stared out the window, then turned his head to look at Damon. “You really think Elijah could force Klaus to uproot?” He closed his eyes, then rested his head against the window of the car. “Why are we even talking about the Mikaelson Brothers anyways?” He nudged him. “Unless you’re anxious for them to follow us.” Oops. Teasing.
Damon shrugged as he continued to drive in silence as he listened to Stefan’s story. He smirked a little bit and kept his eyes on the road before turning them back toward his brother. “Yeah, obviously, he could have killed you before but he didn’t. There’s obviously something about you that he likes or he would have been done with it.” He looked at Stefan and shrugged a bit. “I mean, Klaus is a man of his word,” he always had been anyway. “So what are you going to do if he comes looking for you?”
“Why would he come looking? He knocked Hayley up and is busy with New Orleans.” He shrugged his shoulders and stared out the window. “I am entirely insignificant Stefan, he’s the big bad hybrid. There’s basically nothing that could make him come our way. I don’t think Elijah could even convince him.”
And Damon gave him a knowing look but said nothing right away. “Well that’s not what I was insinuating, but your attempt at evasion is telling me that maybe I should be insinuating that,” he looked at him as he continued to drive, the highway clear for once. “Something happened between you, whether it was kinship or … something. You definitely feel something.” He couldn’t figure it out either, but … “You just don’t turn away good sex or wait.” He looked at Stefan. “You’ve never done it that way before, have you?”
“Klaus and I had no… it was one stupid night that didn’t even happen.” Stefan huffed and sat back, his face turning red at his brother’s question. He cleared his throat and stared out the window. “No, I haven’t. And it nearly seemed a good idea at the time, but the idea of Klaus penetrating me?” He winced. “I’m sure he’d end up ripping my body apart. Especially after I, oh you know - took off with his family in coffins, then woke them up with your help and all that.”
Bow down to the Queen.
So I’ve been thinking about it and I’ve decided I’m willing to do one Steferine/Stelena verse. It will be only one of the ships, with one person. And I need to know that my rp partner for it is serious about it and will stick around, so here’s the deal.
First Elena/Katherine in my submit with an intense/amazing plot/verse idea will get the verse. I want more than two sentences and maybe some bumpy plot ideas to go along the way.
As well, I don’t want Damon mixed up in any of it. I want it to be a direct one-on-one. None of the love triangle bullshit
If you drop on me then its done, over, you don’t get a second chance and I will NOT do Stelena or Steferine again. So now, come at me - if you want this bad.
Damon looked at him and shrugged a little bit as he listened. “What did you two get into in the 1920s?” he asked seriously as he continued driving; he knew that he would have to get gas at some point, but it wasn’t a dire concern right this moment. He looked over at Stefan. “You might love him. That’s why I ask what you two got into in the 20s.”
He started laughing. Full on laughing. He looked over at his older brother and shook his head, partially in tears. “Are you kidding me? Klaus is a heartless… bastard. It was a… fling or something ridiculous. And the 20s? I was all about Rebekah.” Granted he liked to black out most of that time period. He just stared straight forward and pinched his nose. “Klaus isn’t anything like Elijah, he’s… I tried to destroy him, okay?”
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“The Alaric one,” he remarked and looked at him and pursed his lips together, shrugging a little bit. Yeah, he hadn’t been happy either, but … some sacrifices were made. “Yeah, well I’m not saying he can’t, but that’s his effort to make.” He shrugged and snickered a little bit, back to their joke. “Oh, so you got penis envy. Never thought I’d see the day.” He pursed his lips together and turned his head to look at him again. “Yeah, but I’d rather … not. Because what if we close it and he disappears again?”
“I didn’t mean to say that, for it to sound like a joke.” He shook his head then looked out the window. “It wasn’t penis envy. I… there was something… i don’t know what. I never felt it with Elena or Katherine, or even Rebekah. I felt something, I didn’t know what to think so I… literally shoved Klaus out of my bed.”
