love this man so much
ummmmmm why?????????
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Plot: You and Stefan dated for a while in high school, but like most high school relationships, college got in the way. You wanted to move away and Stefan couldn’t find the strength to let go of his life and home in Mystic Falls. So you two decided to break up. You left to college in Boston and Stefan stayed in Mystic Falls. Now, almost six years later, you’re both invited to Bonnie and Kol’s wedding. It’s the first time you two are seeing each other since the break up. That’s not the case with some of your other friends, however.
Pairing: Stefan x Reader, Klaus x Reader, Matt x Rebekah, Kol x Bonnie, Damon x Elena, Caroline x Enzo, Elijah x Hayley (not mentioned in this chapter)
Warnings: SMUT, dom!Klaus, visual smut, fingering, cursing
A/N: HI!!!! okay so just a heads-up that the italics are a flashback and purely smut. I thought I wanted the reader to end up with Stefan in this, but idk anymore. I will say, however, that you will see smut from both Nik and Stefan in this fic. Some flashbacks and some current. please let me know what you think!! (gifs aren’t mine!!)
As soon as Stefan walks away, you shake your head and pour yourself a glass of bourbon. You swirl the glass around, staring at it until you hear Elena and Caroline’s voices. You turn to face them, raising a glass as Caroline places her hands on her hips.
“Y/N! The clipboard,” she huffs, walking over to you with said clipboard in hand. “I’ve made hotel arrangements, I just need you to pick who you’ll be sharing a room with.”
“Let me guess, you’ve made me a list of all possible roommates, huh?” You grab the clipboard and Caroline nods, smiling.
“Ah, good,” you hear a deep British voice and look up to see Enzo walking over to you two. “Now that you’re here, Y/N, my girlfriend and I can spend sometime alone.”
“Hey to you too, ass,” you narrow your eyes at him as he smiles and wraps his arms tightly around you.
“You know I’m happy you’re here. And not just because Caroline can take a break now,” he pulls away and winks at you, intertwining his fingers with Care’s.
“Yeah, yeah. You two deserve some alone time. Caroline, go. I’ll figure things out here, I promise. Besides, I’m sure you’ve sent me at least a dozen emails containing proper instructions.” To prove your point and insure that Caroline doesn’t protest, you pull out your phone and show Caroline all 15 emails that you’d received in regards to the wedding.
“Thank you, Y/N,” Caroline sighs, shaking her head and smiling at you and Enzo. “I know you just got here, and I’m sorry. Thank you for doing this. I owe you!”
“Just remind me not to hire you as my wedding planner if the time ever rolls around,” you chuckle and push Caroline and Enzo away from the bar.
“I will be your wedding planner and you will get married and–oof okay fine we’re leaving!” She pulled Enzo into a bedroom and you smile, looking at the clipboard.
“Y/N!” Of course before you can get any work done, you’re already smothered in a hug by the one and only Damon Salvatore.
“Damon!” You try to move your arms so he could hug you, but he’s got a bone-crushing grip on you. “Please I am human do not break me.”
“Oh, crap! Sorry!” He quickly lets you go and you take a deep breath, pressing your hands against your ribs. “I’m just excited to see you! Are you okay?”
“Yeah, yeah. I’m okay, don’t worry,” you groan and stretch, cracking your neck as Damon gives you a wierd look. “Stop that, my neck was in a wierd position for like three hours! Airplane seats aren’t as comfy as you think.”
“How’s Massachusetts treating you?” You two start walking back to the bar and Damon wraps an arm around your shoulder.
“Undergrad was fun, more than one would think. Law School wasn’t bad either, to be honest. I finished the program a few months ago. How’ve things been here?” You grab your bourbon as Damon reaches around the bar to pour himself a glass.
“It’s been wierd. I’ve been alive for over a century, but I finally feel at home here and now,” he looks towards the living room and you follow his gaze: all your friends laughing and teasing one another while planning on of your weddings.
“I’ve missed this,” you whisper, eyes resting on Stefan’s figure for a second longer than necessary all the while hoping that Damon wouldn’t notice.
“What was that?” Damon, of course noticed.
“That was nostalgia, Damon. Hopefully the last of it,” you down your bourbon and look at the clipboard in your hand. “I’ve got a wedding to plan, so please–”
“Y/N!!!” You hear a pair of voices call out your name, music to your ears.
“Matt, Beks!!!!” You hold your arms out for your favorite couple, missing them more than you’d care to admit.
“We’ve missed you so much,” Matt, of course, wraps his arms around you first, squeezing you and kissing your head.
“We really have, things haven’t been the same,” Rebekah places her head against your chest as you wrap your arms around her shoulders.
“Aw I’ve missed you too, babies,” you kiss Rebekah’s head and Matt smiles at the two of you.
“My two favorite ladies! I’m so–”
“Excuse me, Donovan?” A very threatening whispers comes from behind Matt and you recognize the voice as the bride’s.
“Not including you, of course, Bon! Come on!” Matt stuttered as he tried to clear himself out of the hole he’d just dug. Meanwhile, Rebekah lets you go and you meet Bonnie’s eyes.
“Come on, he hasn’t seen me in years. I think it’s okay if he likes me a little more,” you laugh as Bonnie glares at you. “COME HERE!”
You and Bonnie quickly wrap your arms around one another, squeezing each other and whispering thank and ‘i love you’s.
“I can’t believe you’re getting married!” You squeal as Bonnie laughs, holding her hand out to show you the ring.
“Yeah, well, Kol is very–”
“Sexy? Handsome? Good at making love?” Kol steps in next to Bonnie, a cocky smirk on his face.
“I was actually gonna go with persistent, but sure baby,” Bonnie boops his nose. “Whatever makes you happy.”
You laugh and Kol hugs you from the side, pouting at Bonnie as she shakes her head, smiling.
“Bonnie’s being mean to me,” he sticks his tongue out at her and you shake your head.
“Are you sure it’s a good idea for you to get married to him, Bonnie? Child marriages are a terrible idea,” you whisper loudly, hand covering the side of your face that Kol could see. Everyone erupts in laughter and Kol groans.
“I forgot you two were best friends! You’re supposed to be on my side,” Kol gently nudges your shoulder and you smile up at him.
“I’ll always be on your side, loser. I’m glad you two are getting married!” You squeal and give him a tight hug, pulling away to smile at him and Bonnie. “So happy for you two!”
“We’re so glad you’re here,” Kol smiles at you and walks over to Bonnie, wrapping an arm around her waist and kissing her temple.
“I’m happy to be here. Now, you two have a cake testing in half an hour and I have to look over hotel arrangements and say hi to all the other losers,” you rub Bonnie’s shoulder as she smiles up at Kol. “Also, there’s no way you two lovebirds are going there alone. We’re on a tight schedule.”
“Y/N, we’ll be fine! We’re not teenagers, come on!”
“Sure you’re not, Kol. Tell your hormones that,” you brush him off and look around for a responsible adult. “Elijah! Stefan! Stefan’s girlfriend! Gather round.”
All three of them walk over to you with tired expressions, not that you care exactly.
“Alright, Bonnie and Kol have to go taste testing, but I don’t trust them alone simply because we’ve got a tight schedule that we have to follow if we want me to live. That being said, I need you three,” you point at Elijah, Stefan, and Stefan’s girlfriend individually. “I need you three to chaperone. Got it?”
“Um, sure. Who are you?” Stefan’s girlfriend speaks up and you turn to look at her.
“Your worst nightmare if anything goes wrong today. Your regular nightmare if you don’t fuck things up. Call me Y/N,” you give her a sweet smile as Damon, Matt, and Rebekah try not to laugh. “Now off you go, everyone!”
You shoo them away, Stefan’s face hardened after your interaction with his girlfriend.
“God, I’m so fucking glad you’re back,” Damon laughs as Matt and Rebekah agree .
“Matt, Beks, I need you to pick up Hayley and Hope, Marcel, Cami, Freya, and Davina from the airport.They should all arrive within 15/20 minutes of one another. The first one lands in half an hour, so get going!” You hand them a sheet with all arrival times, terminal and gate numbers, and hotel arrangements if needed.
“Perfect. See you guys!” Bekah and Matt grab everything and head out.
“So, anything for me to do?” Damon asks and you look at the crowd, only to find Kai and Alaric arguing rather animatedly about party treats while Elena tried to stop them.
“Yeah, you keep an eye on them. Make sure the idea for the party treats is figured out by tonight. We need decorations ready tonight, too. The color theme is yellow and egghsell white with hints of light green so please get me something by tonight,” you give Damon a look and he nods, finishing up his bourbon.
“One daddy coming right up,” he smirks and walks over to the group as you groan.
You place the clipboard on the bar and eye it, taking a look at everything that needed to be done tonight. Then taking a look at everyone’s hotel arrangements, the times, the baggage. You pour yourself another drink, hoping the jetlag doesn’t catch up with you.
“Need some help, love?” Klaus asks, sitting on the stool next to yours.
“I just need to relax, but I know that I can’t with this wedding coming up,” you swirl your cup and look over to Klaus.
“I can definitely help with that,” he whispers, letting his eyes rest on your lips, and you shake your head, trying not to think of that night.
“Klaus, come on,” you chuckle and look back at the clipboard, hoping he leaves it alone.
“I’m just trying to help, love,” he whispers, his fingers tilting your head to face him.
“Help me some other time,” you bring your lips closer to his and press them against the side of his mouth. He still for a moment as you turn back to the clipboard, trying your hardest not to think of that one night in particular with Klaus.
You’d spent plenty nights with him before. He was one of the few people from back home that you’d actively try to see, the only one who could take your mind off things. This time was different though, this time, he reached out to you. He wanted to see you, wanted you to help him forget. He said he’d surprise you one of these days.
Normally with you two, everything happened fast. A rush of teeth against flesh, nails raking down one another’s sides and back, a primal need to have the other succumb to your will.
That time in particular, Klaus tied you up. You two had never done this before, but you always wanted to try it with him.
“Does my baby girl have some rope?” Klaus cupped your face, gently tilting your head up.
“Y-yes, she does, sir,” you whispered and turned away, grabbing some rope from your closet.
“Good girl,” he whispered, brushing his nose against yours. “Now Sir needs you to strip yourself of everything but your panties and spread out on the bed, okay?”
“Yes, sir,” you turned away, blushing wildly as you obliged. You spread yourself out on the bed and his eyes ravaged you before the rest of him could. You shifted under his gaze, more aroused and more insecure by the second.
“Nuh-uh, love,” he tsked, shaking his head at you as he walked closer and removed his tie. “Sir loves looking at you. He loves seeing a slight tremor pass through you every time I rake my eyes up and down your beautiful body. He loves seeing your nipples perk up the longer they’re left unattended. He loves that beautiful pussy of yours, god that is breathtaking.”
You whimpered as Klaus stopped at the edge of the bed, lowering himself so that his nose was barely brushing against your clothed slit. You begin to move and before you can do so, Klaus raised his eyebrows at you and you stop immediately.
“If baby girl wants my mouth on her, she has to play by Sir’s rules. Okay?” He whispered, gently placing a finger against your panty-covered opening.
“Oh, y-yes si-sir,” you groaned softly and bit your lip as Klaus teased you.
“There’s my good girl,” he whispered, his tone huskier now as his eyes flash golden. “Sir is going to tie up your wrists, okay? The safeword will be watermelon.”
“Yes, sir,” you nodded, eager to have Klaus’s hands all over you. You’d thought about this for a while now.
“Hold your wrists out for Sir,” Klaus climbed on top of the bed and straddled your waist while you lifted your arms to him. He smiled and wrapped the rope around your wrists, eyes growing hungrier by the second. His eyes trailed up and down your body, clearly loving how you looked tied up. The longer he went without touching you, the more impatient you became.
“Are you going to touch me or are you just going to keep staring at me, huh?” Before you could think, the words spilled out of your mouth and you could feel the air around you still. You could feel the change in Klaus’s demeanor. He was never going to touch you now.
“What is one thing that Sir asks of you, the only thing that I ask of you?” He growled out, removing himself from on top of you.
“S-sir asks me to be patient and not speak until spoken to,” you whimpered and looked down, ashamed that you’d broken his one rule.
“And yet you do the exact opposite,” he glared at you, sitting at the edge of your bed and pulling you up towards him. “How many times do you think Sir should spank you for disobeying him?”
“F-five?” You whispered, still unable to look at him. You’d never gotten spanked more than five times.
“Wrong answer. I was thinking more along the lines of 10,” he breathed against your lips as you gasped, finally meeting his gaze. “I want you to count each one, okay?”
“Y-yes,” you couldn’t look up at him, you could barely speak without your voice breaking.
Klaus pulled you over his lap, gently rubbing your panty-covered ass.
“Sir really likes these panties,” he pressed his lips against your back before speaking again. “He would’ve loved to rip these off with his mouth.”
You wanted to beg him to touch you, to bite you, but you knew that would only make this situation worse. So you stayed quiet as Klaus continued to press soft kisses along your backside, once on each cheek and then moving lower.
“Sir loves your filthy little pussy, you know that?” His lips brushed against your lower set and you couldn’t help but whimper at even the slightest touch.
“You’ve been a bad girl. Sir won’t eat you out yet,” he nuzzled his cheek against your ass as his fingers made their way up your thighs and to your panties. “His fingers, however, will give you a wild orgasm. You’ll feel each slap even more after I finger-fuck your wet pussy.”

You couldn’t help but to groan at his words and at his hands. His fingers stayed outside your panties but the fabric somehow added friction with each touch. He held your hip with one hand while the other teased you. He pressed one slender finger against where he knew was your eager opening. You moaned loudly and he did it again, this time pushing the finger and the cloth deeper in you.
“Who knew having your panties on made you even more vulnerable?” Klaus growled as he used his thumb to tease your swollen clit. He leaned down to lick a small strip over your panties, from your opening to your clit. That way, the cloth was more flexible. He bent both it and me to his will. His thumb worked tirelessly against my clit as he brought forth another finger and quickly rammed it against my panties, the thickness of his fingers wrapped inside the cloth made me shake.
“Oh, that’s it. You’re getting closer, aren’t you?” He bit your thigh, careful not to sink his teeth into you.
His fingers swiftly removed the cloth and found their places against your pussy. His thumb was pressed against your clit, not moving and not letting you move. Meanwhile, his fingers quickly rammed in and out of you, your walls clenching around them as he grew merciless. You screamed his name, barely yelling out a warning as you came all over his fingers and your panties. He chuckled lowly, wiping his fingers against your panties and pulling them back up against you.
Before you can come down from your high, you feel Klaus’s palm make contact with your ass. Over and over and over. 10 times over to be exact. You knew because you counted. You knew because Klaus apologized and made you cum 10 times after that to prove his guilt. You, of course, didn’t mind the spanking, but you wouldn’t tell him that for a while.
“Hello? Earth to Y/N?” A hand waving in front of your face pulls you out of your rather embarrassing thoughts.

“Yes?” You clear your throat and turn to face Jeremy, completely ignoring Klaus’s rugged smirk to your side.
“First of all, I’m so fucking glad you’re back. These people are all crazy,” he pulls you into a hug and you laugh, realizing how much you’d miss this annoying kid.
“Second of all,” he pulls away and smiles widely at you. “Kai and I don’t know who we’re rooming with. I don’t think anyone else does either.”
“Oh, right. Well,” you clear your throat and grab the clipboard, flipping through the pages until you find one titled hotel arrangements. “It says here that are couples are rooming together; Bonnie and Kol will be staying in separate, larger suites; everyone else will get paired off and one lucky trio will get a larger room but will have to band together.”
Everyone nodded, seeing as it made sense thanks to Caroline.
“Now let’s see. It says here that the Saltzmans are all in one huge room. Elijah, Hayley, and Hope are in one room. Matt and Beks, Davina and Cami, Stefan and Ivy? So that’s her name, hm,” you shrug and continue reading the list to those present. “Damon and Elena. Caroline and Enzo. Tyler and Liv. Freya and Luke. Kai, Marcel, and Jeremy. And that leaves me with Klaus. Any questions?”
You look up to see the others have poured in as well: cake testing is over and Matt and Beks are back from the airport with all the folks.
“Yes,” Kai pipes up, looking rather concerned. “Does that trio room have three beds because I refuse to share one with dirty Jeremy over here.”
“No, Kai. You all have share one King bed. We’re making a porno,” you shake your head and Kai’s eyes grow wide. “I’m kidding Kai. Three separate Queen beds for three sassy queens. Any other questions?”
“Yes, why are you sharing a room with Klaus?” Stefan’s eyes meet yours and you do all you can not to walk over there and punch him.
“I didn’t want to be part of a lucky trio and Klaus is one of my best friends. Now, any questions that concern you?” You roll your eyes at him and Stefan shakes his head.
“Yes,” Ivy pipes up and by now you’re fuming. “Who are you, seriously?”
Requests: “A dirty truth or dare smut with Klaus, Elijah, Damon, Matt, Stefan, Jeremy, Enzo and Kai!! The reader is the only girl there x”
Damon always insisted on playing a good game of truth or dare when you visited his house. The dares and truths would be harmless. But this time was different, normally it was just you, Damon, Stefan and Enzo. Damon invited Elijah, Klaus, Matt, Jeremy, and Kai to play and hang out with you. You had hung out with this group before, but only with other females. You were the only female in a room full of hormonal men.
It would be strange, but it could be fun. There were snacks set up on the coffee table and Damon had spent the whole morning moving the furniture around in the den to get the multiple sofas facing each other. “Y/N! You made it!” Damon cheered and put his hands on his hips. You looked around the den where Klaus and Kai were smirking at you and Enzo licked his lips. “Stef is in the kitchen grabbing the drinks. How about a friendly game of Truth or Dare?” He asked the guests. Matt and Jeremy nudged each other and you sighed. “Great, I’ll grab the snacks.”
When I grow up I want to be Ming-Na Wen.
She’s the voice of Mulan, as if she wasn’t amazing enough.
She broke it with her fingers. Not a fist, her fingers.
Girl is 50 years old.
FIFTY. YEARS. OLD.
fun fact: When you break things with your hands like that you have t break your fingers on purpose before so that they heal stronger. So basically this woman is so badass she broke her hands just to do this.
You asshat, you’re making it sound like she snaps her fingers in half.
Martial artists like Jackie Chan and Bruce Lee (and yes, fucking Ming-Na Wen, that beautiful badass) will build up their bone strength by repeatedly (and fairly gently) striking sand, gravel, wood and steel - this creates tons of microfractures in their bones (smaller than even a hairline fracture) so the bones will heal over again and make the bones stronger and denser with increased deposits of calcium.
This has to be done over long-ass periods of time, so the bones have time to heal, and none of the fractures expand into actual breaks.
Oh, and she’s doing precise-ass kicks in HIGH HEELS.
she kicks ass like a coursing river
Saw this post so many months ago and I still think about it from time to time lol so badass
Had the absolute pleasure of meeting her. She’s indeed a kind-hearted and gorgeous badass.
sterolinedits asked: Ugghh can you make a smut kind of steroline fic, at the cabin. Caroline is breaking and can’t resist Stefan anymore.
I’m so sorry that this took me forever to get out, but I hope you like it either way. The smut is pretty lengthy so maybe that will make up for the wait?
It was that Henley he wore, it had to have been.
Or maybe his cologne, she never really could resist the way the woodsy smell seemed to wrap around her like a blanket.
But then again his smile away seemed to turn her to mush, along with his sharp jawline, and crystal green eyes.
Oh, and she couldn’t forget his personality. His kindness and selflessness, God was she a sucker for a man who could fix a car and cook, or what?
Maybe it was one of those reasons why she just couldn’t stop herself from grabbing Stefan’s neck and bring his lips down to hers.
It almost seemed pointless just to give up all of her progress now, and finally give into her temptations, but Caroline knew it wasn’t. After waiting for the past few months she realized that the pain of losing her mom wasn’t ever going to go away, she was just going to have to make room for it. No matter what amount of time she waited, whether it be years or decades, her heartache would follow her forever.
So, as soon as she saw Stefan’s face come through the front door she decided that she was done making herself and the brunette wait. She was going to finally allow herself to be truly happy. With Stefan. She was going to finish healing from her loss with Stefan by her side.
Nothing could have stopped Caroline from marching over to where her lover was standing, and doing the one act she was refraining from doing for so long.
As soon as their lips met Caroline felt as if she could finally breathe again. She felt her blood start to properly pump through her veins. And although her eyes were closed she felt like she was seeing the world a thousand times clearer. Just as clear as the first time she had kissed Stefan.
It was amazing, the thousands of emotions flowing through her. She relished in the love she had locked up finally being released into her heart and bloodstream.
And when Stefan’s tongue found her own that love turned to fire, molten lava spreading all the way down to her toes. Caroline couldn’t stop the moan she let out at the feeling.
Her hands quickly found there way into Stefan’s locks, fisting them gently, needing to ground herself to the Earth. Caroline was afraid she might float with how light and joyful she felt. The so many emotions that were tumbling around in her brain made the blonde dizzy, and her passionate kiss with Stefan left her breathless.
She pulled away for some much needed oxygen, resting her forehead against Stefan’s. Her hands slowly moved down to the lapels of his jacket, gripping them. She wanted to stay as close as she could to him right now, not willing to let go seconds after she finally got him.
Their eyes never left each other, and neither did the hands Stefan had on Caroline’s hips. The blonde could feel his breath tickling her face and she had to resist pulling his mouth to hers again.
“I’m done waiting, Stefan. I’m done making you wait. I want to be together, I want to be yours.” Caroline said bashfully, her fingers moving up to run through the hair at the nape of Stefan’s neck.
“I’ll have you as long as you have me.” The brunette murmured, not even able to comprehend that Caroline was ready to be with him. That she was finally his, and he was hers.
The joy that was rushing through him was unfathomable, and he felt the strong need the take Caroline into a bone crushing hug and kiss her until he could no more.
Caroline took a small breath, stepping closer to Stefan, her voice dropping to just above a whisper. “I love you.”
Stefan’s heart stopped beating after hearing her say that, he was sure of it. He was also sure that he loved her too, so much. He loved everything about her. He loved Caroline Forbes.
“I love you too.”
Caroline gave Stefan a teary smile at hearing that, before grabbing his cheeks and pulling him down to kiss her again. Right when their mouths met again the fireworks started, as did the little electric sparks that ran through out their bodies.
One of Stefan’s hands found it’s into Caroline’s hair, cradling that back of her head, and bring her even closer to him. Soon their tongues found each other once again, lapping and stroking gently, yet so passionately. Neither of the two even tried to restrain the sounds leaving them. The moans and whimpers hovering freely in the air of the cabin.
Caroline pulled away again, this time with a different intention. “Take me to bed, Stefan.”
Stefan nodded, pecking Caroline on the lips before grabbing her hand and leading her through the cabin that he was somewhat familiar with.
Finding his way quite easily, Stefan pulled Caroline into her old room. His arms found their way around her midsection again, as did his lips find hers.
They kissed one another languidly, hands removing clothing as they did so. There were no feelings of being rushed, or hurried. They both knew that they had all the time in the world to truly explore each other’s bodies. There was nothing else right now besides them, no worries, no interruptions. Just them.
Stefan and Caroline eventually found their way to the bed still clad in their undergarments. They locked eyes as the blonde was lowered gently onto her back, Stefan’s body being placed over her own.
His lips automatically found her neck, his teeth biting and nipping at the sensitive skin, his tongue soothing away the sting. Caroline moaned at the feeling, all the heat her body was generating going down to her core.
The brunette’s mouth began moving south, his lips sucking on the swells of Caroline’s breasts. Her back arched, encouraging him to continue as well as release the clasp of her bra.
When Caroline removed her bra completely, Stefan wasted no time before bringing a nipple into his mouth. He laved the peak, enjoying the little sounds that escaped Caroline every time his tongue circled the nub.
Caroline’s hands came up to burry into Stefan’s hair, pushing his face harder against her chest. She whimpered when she felt him bite down on her breast. Her body was writhing, as well as her hips grinding up towards Stefan’s erection. A shiver ran through her body at the groans she was eliciting from him, his voice sounding rough and gravelly.
Caroline hummed in anticipation when she noticed the hand that Stefan was dragging down her stomach, moaning loudly when the said hand dipped into her panties.
Stefan groaned when he felt how wet the blonde was, imagining what it would feel like to be inside of her silken heat.
His fingers began to run up and down Caroline’s slit, every once and awhile drawing circles on the bundle of nerves at the apex of her thighs.
The way Stefan’s fingers were moving had Caroline gasping in pleasure, her body feeling like it was wound too tightly. “Stefan I need you. I need you to make love to me.”
“I will, for hours, but first I want to take care of you.” Stefan said sincerely, his lips grasping the blonde’s once more as he removed her panties. They both felt the love that was put into the kiss, for it flowed through their veins, pumping around their bodies.
Stefan’s fingers continued their exploration, two of them suddenly entering the woman under him.
Caroline moaned at the welcome intrusion, her legs instinctively wrapping around Stefan waist as his skillful fingers worked her in all of the right places. Her moaning was unwarranted, and she couldn’t control it if she tried, everything felt so magnified. So overwhelming. Stefan’s soft lips, and his warm, toned body. The hand that was buried deep inside her. Nothing had ever felt so divine, so exquisite. Her mind was racing with thoughts of love and adoration, a heavy cloud of lust making everything intense and hazy.
All of this was building inside of her, only adding to the warming and tightening in her womb. Every curl and twist of Stefan’s fingers was sending Caroline that much closer to the edge, and her hands grappled for something to hold on to.
All of her muscles were beginning to freeze, her heels digging into Stefan’s spine, all the while he pumped in and out of her pussy. Each push sending Caroline closer to nirvana.
The blonde’s eyes met with Stefan’s, both’s pupils dilated as far as they could go. Though Caroline felt she was being blinded by pleasure her gaze never left her lover’s even when a curl of Stefan’s fingers sent her flying over the edge with a cry of his name.
His fingers continued to move within her, wanting to draw out her orgasm for as long as possible. For she was a beautiful sight to see, with her face and neck flushed, her golden hair splayed around her head, and her pleasure filled expression. Stefan felt he could look at her for eternity.
His attention was drawn elsewhere when he felt Caroline begin to clench around his fingers again as another orgasm quickly built up. Her body shook beneath his as her mouth opened and closed with silent screams of ecstasy. Stefan sped up the pace of his fingers, starting to curl them against her g-spot again, while his thumb began to rub her sensitive clit.
Cries started to leave the blonde’s lips as she approached her second orgasm. The pleasure she was feeling was almost too much, and she desperately needed a release. “Please,” She whimpered, her nails clawing at Stefan’s back and shoulders.
“Come for me, Caroline.” That’s all the blonde needed for her orgasm to rip through her. Her back arched off the bed as her body convulsed, a high pitched moan resonating through the room.
As Caroline came down from her intense high, she took notice of the adoring smile Stefan was giving her, and she couldn’t help but return it.
“I love you.” Caroline’s breath caught as she heard Stefan’s say those words for the second time that day. Her heart was beating faster than ever before, and she was sure it was going to explode.
“And I love you.” The blonde returned, and Stefan leant down, kissing Caroline with all he had. The blonde returned the lip lock happily, her hands migrating from her lover’s shoulders to his hips where she began to push his boxers down. Stefan felt what she was doing and helped by kicking them off of his legs.
Stefan swallowed the gasp Caroline emitted when she felt his large erection press against her stomach. She barely waited a second before reaching between them and grasping his cock in her hand, stroking him.
Stefan let out a strangled groan as her nimble fingers enveloped his length, his hips involuntarily bucking forward. He longed to be inside her warmth. He longed for the familiar feeling of her around him. The first time they were together, he did not have the time to appreciate the moment. He was not able to bask in the intimacy that was shared between them. But now he could, for hours if he wanted to. He could make love to her for as long as he’d like.
Through his thoughts Stefan could feel Caroline bring him to her entrance, and the legs she had wrapped around him ease his waist forward, in encouragement. He took the opening he had to push inside her depths, moaning along with Caroline as she clenched around him.
“Move, please.” The blonde rasped out, her hips squirming under Stefan’s, trying to create any friction they could. He felt so amazing inside of her, so warm and hard. She felt so full, every sensitive spot within her was being attended to, and she lost control of the sounds that were escaping her mouth.
Stefan didn’t hesitate to begin moving after Caroline’s plead. The pace he set wasn’t fast or demanding, but rather passionate and slow. His every thrust had meaning, for he was showing Caroline how much he loved her. How much she meant to him.
The blonde kept Stefan’s gaze, even as the immense pleasure she was feeling gave her the instinct to close her eyes. She didn’t want to miss a second of her time with Stefan, she didn’t want to miss out on a second of looking into his green eyes. She couldn’t miss the emotion that was being held there, she wouldn’t.
As the pleasure they felt progressed, so did the speed of the brunette’s thrusts, feeding to the friction which their bodies craved. With backs arching and toes curling, calls of one another’s names flying over head, nothing else existed besides them at the moment. No thoughts of problems, or issues. Nothing but love.
Stefan began to feel his orgasm creeping up on him, and quickly adjusted the angle of his hips so his erection brushed against Caroline’s bundle of nerves with every movement. Her wanted to please his love before he even thought about doing the same to himself. Caroline always came first wether it be in trivial matters or important ones.
The blissful cry Caroline emitted was like music to Stefan’s ears, and by the tightening in the blonde’s core, he could tell she was close. Stefan’s movements became more powerful every time he felt Caroline’s body tremble. He knew she was about to orgasm, and after a rather hard thrust she did with a loud moan of Stefan’s name.
As her legs tightened and her core spasmed around him, Stefan felt that he could not hold on any longer. After a few final pushes of his hips, Stefan collapsed onto Caroline, careful not to hurt her. He placed a few lingering kisses on her neck and collarbone, before traveling up and capturing her lips. Caroline kissed him back languidly, her tongue slowly stroking his as they recovered from their highs.
Stefan broke from the kiss, gently rolling over and pulling Caroline on top of him, wrapping his arms around her. He couldn’t help the sigh of contentment that left him thinking of the moments the couple just shared. It was everything he could have hoped for, and he had faith in the fact that Caroline felt the same.
“Thank you, Stefan, for being patient with me.” Caroline whispered into Stefan’s neck, nuzzling the warm skin there with her nose.
The brunette reached a hand up to stroke her soft hair, brushing it away from her temple so he could place a small kiss in the area. “I would have waited as long as I had to, whether it be ten years or a hundred.”
Pushing herself up to look Stefan in the eyes, Caroline smiled, getting butterflies at the look of adoration that she was met with. “I know you would have, and I couldn’t be more grateful to have someone as perfect as you at my side.”