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Bite Me - Chapter 4

June asks some tough questions, meanwhile Aedes goes through quite the emotional rollercoaster.

Please note for this chapter all of the content warnings are super mild, so unless you really struggle with any of the topics its a very safe read.

Taglist: @smallsday @ratcatcher0325 @not-a-space-alien @bittykimmy13

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Previous Chapter: Chapter 3

Next Chapter: Chapter 5

Word count: 3010

CW: Mentions of blood, Adult language, Dehumanization, Fearplay

“Well Aedes,” June tries to keep her voice even, but she can feel herself growing frustrated at his dodging of her questions, “What were you doing in my bed?”

He bristles- for a brief moment his entire body goes rigid. A look of sheer panic crosses his face, and she watches as he clenches and unclenches his fists, fidgeting anxiously. To her dismay, June notices he’s shaking. With his back still firmly pressed against the wall, he slides down to a seated position, burying his head in his hands. June considers asking a second time, but before she can, Aedes speaks,

"I... I was…" he racks his brain, desperate for something, anything to say. He stares at his blood smeared hands, refusing to look up at her. "...feeding."

What?

The sense of unease that she had initially felt when encountering him returned all at once.

The snarling.

The smear of blood on his lips- Her blood.

Her hand slowly and shakily reaches up towards her neck. He… he bit her? She feels the colour drain from her face… feeding… June feels nauseous. Had he-

“On me?” She says, her voice feeling hollow. He flinches at her words, ears drawing back. He says nothing. Remaining seated with his head in his hands. She sees his body hitch. His first words echo in June’s mind.

Please don't hurt me

Was this why he’d been so afraid?

“Like… b-blood… to drink?” June stammers. For a moment, he continues his silence, the only sound coming from his heavy breathing.

"...Yes." His voice, worn down by fear, comes forth in a raspy whisper. "I- I need blood." He avoids her gaze. June feels her mind buck against the absurdity of the word that slips into her mind, yet she says it aloud regardless,

“Like... a vampire?”

His head slowly raises to look at her, and for a moment he only stares, not understanding the word at first. As some kind of realization slowly sets in, a tiny bit of surprise flashes across his face as he processes the word. Slowly, he nods again.

"Yes. A vampire. That's... what I am." The word seems to hang heavy in the air between them, suspended in time. Without warning, the woman breaks the silence- erupting with… laughter??

Why was she laughing? What about this was funny to her?

He scowls.

June can't help but laugh at the sight of his disdain. His serious expression contrasting the absurdity of this whole situation.

This… this is crazy.

"W-What? What's so..." Aedes sputters, his sentence trailing off as June's laughing only increases. Between gasping breaths, June attempts to stifle her chuckles.

"Of all the things you could have told me…" June trails off, unable to contain her giggling, “A vampire??"

Aedes stares at her dumbfounded. His silence seems to sober her from her amusement, finally managing to contain her laughter.

"You- you're really serious?"

He meets her stare with his own, brow furrowed in a mixture of confusion and what June could only assume was offense. She bit her lip. He certainly looked serious. Even though she’s been the one to say it, part of her had expected him to scoff- to deny it- to offer some sort of explanation…

"I'm sorry. I just- I didn't think vampires were so…um" she laughs again, however this time nervously, "small…"

Aedes feels as scowl as it carves its way across his face. It was humiliating. The very thing that was the cause for so much fear to him was just… funny to her. His means of survival… his size… Resentment seemed to brew under his skin. The thought of being so small yet being tied to a being so much like him yet so much more just to survive was a cruel twist of nature. He grit his teeth.

Seeming to sense his offense, the colossal woman fruitlessly tries to wipe the grin from her face. He sighed. This felt almost degrading… Humiliating as it was, teasing at his expense was a far better alternative than being seen as some sort of leeching pest. Swallowing his pride, he wills himself to join in the levity.

“So what?" He asks, trying to keep his voice light, "Are you laughing at my height or my…. profession?”

"Both or... Neither? I didn't expect to find a little man today, and I certainly didn't expect him to be a vampire!" She chuckles, shaking her head. Her words have a strange effect on him. Being called a little man feels patronizing. He knows he's small. So does she. There was no need to point it out. But… she'd called him a man- sure, a little man… but still, a man…

In the midst of his non response, she leans closer. He feels himself tense, but doesn't move.

"I mean… this is ... pretty fucking wild."

He eyes her carefully as she leans closer, steeling himself at her approach.

“What are you doing?” He asks, though he can guess.

She's curious he tells himself, almost for his own reassurance. Her gaze feels heavy. Despite her keeping her hands to herself, he feels the weight of her gaze as if he's firmly in her grasp. Her enormity was staggering. Despite what, in theory, was quite the distance between them, her closeness felt invasive- far too intimate at her size. As she leans in, he once again sees his own reflection in her eyes…

He looks… so very small.

Before he can voice his grievances at her closeness, she seems to catch herself; suddenly pulling back, face flushed a deep red. He blinks in disbelief. Had he… had he made her blush?

"I - " for a moment her eyes no longer take him in as a whole and seem to focus directly on his gaze, before quickly looking away, "Sorry."

He feels his breath rush out, tension melting away with a genuine chuckle. There was something at play here, something so familiar yet so foreign in this bizarre setting. The flush on her cheeks, her fleeting gaze…

Fuck it.

“Do you want to take another look?” The ease in his voice surprises him.

Her eyes are back on him in a flash; eager and excited. She nods, and her cheeks deepen even more red.

"Can I -uh.. can I touch you?"

Her question catches him off guard and he hesitates before answering. His instinct is to immediately deny her request, but… He was not expecting the human to ask in the first place. She clearly didn't have to ask- if she wanted to, she could have done so. She wanted his permission. Aedes finds himself wanting to reward this behavior with the goal of reinforcing it. It's simply training a desirable behavior. Nothing more. After a moment, he nods.

“Fine. You may touch me.”

He watches as her eyes widen slightly, but says nothing. As she reaches he finds himself taken aback by the paradoxical sight of her hands shaking…

Was she that excited?

Or was she that nervous?

He most certainly was. His heart pounded against his ribs at her approach, begging for him to run. With no small effort, he resisted the urge, rationalizing that a pest, not a man, would run from an incoming hand.

More gently than he would have thought it possible, she took his wrist between her thumb and forefinger, eyes fixated on his hands. He avoided looking at her face. Not only her touch, but her scrutiny made his skin crawl. Instead he found himself staring at her fingers. Her nails almost resembled his own clawed fingers, and he found their glossy pink colour surprisingly pretty, like dew on rose petals. He watched in awe at the sheer difference in size as she placed the pad of her index finger under his palm. She grazed her thumb over the top of his hand, prompting a shiver to run down his spine. He swallowed. His feeding had been cut short, and the remnants of his hunger left her smelling so dangerously good to him. A sweet and creamy scent… almost comforting.

To his great surprise, he finds his muscles relaxing.

Well, this was unexpected.

He clears his throat.

"Are you satisfied?"

She smiles, and to his horror, his heart flutters.

"Not quite yet…" she whispers, a playful lilt in the hushed rasp of her voice; teasing, though not like before. This was warmer. Her words seem to linger in the air as her finger tip traces a delicate path up the length of his arm, her touch gentle and deliberate. He… he hadn’t anticipated actually enjoying her touch, or the way it seemed to be awakening sensations he had long forgotten. Never in his adult life has he been touched this tenderly. Her soft caress ignites something within him, as if a current surged beneath the traces of her fingertips. It felt… almost… good.

He casts his gaze upwards, suppressing a flinch at the sheer closeness of her colossal form.

“And what exactly are you feeling for?” He asks, his smirk down right audible in his tone.

He watches in awe as her face flushes again. Was - was this actually happening? Despite his fear, those reactions fed into a growing curiosity toward this woman. His mind bucked against the thought. This… is dangerous isn't it? Stupid even…And yet…

He liked it. A lot.

She cleared her throat, a bashful smile crossing her lips.

"You're uh-" she gives an awkward chuckle, "pretty sturdy."

There's a momentary pause as his brain registers her words.

He laughs. The sound comes forth full and hearty, surprisingly genuine to his ears.

"What?" He scoffs, "Are you testing my structural integrity?"

Above him, yet oh so close, she stares down at him, face pink as can be. His breath hitches. The sight of teeth softly pressing into the plush flesh of her lip stirs something in his chest, and he feels heat rush to his ears.

His attention is pulled away from her face as she moves her hand. Her index finger lazily tracing up his arm and onto his chest. He swallows.

Could she feel his heart race?

Her finger came to rest at the center of his chest. At the pause in movement, he once again cast his gaze upwards to her and was met by a coy smile.

Without warning, she pushed.

He couldn't help but grunt at the unexpected increase in force. Her touch, moments ago soft and tender, held a newfound firmness as she pressed her finger tip into him. He stood, unmoving, unsure of what was happening. He knew the uncertainty should have been terrifying, and maybe in a way, it was, yet there was an undeniable thrill in not knowing. There was a playfulness to her touch, a teasing curiosity he couldn’t quite tell if it was innocent in nature. Could she tell what her touch was doing for him?

"What are you doing?"

Her face feigns an innocent expression.

"Oh? I'm just testing your-what was it?" she pauses, pretending to search for the words,"structural integrity." She nearly purrs the words. Her voice smooth and thick, like honey; sweet and silky - like her blood. If he closes his eyes he can nearly taste her on his-

She pushes him again.

He falls back, face hot. Before he can get up her finger finds that familiar spot in the center of his chest. There's no way she can't feel his heart now. Her touch and the beating of his heart is all he can feel. Her finger tip rises up from his chest, tracing his neck and coming to rest under his chin. At his side, he can feel his hands shake as heat fills his face, with even the tips of his ears burning. The air feels too thin, and she all at once feels far to close, and much too far. There's a strange tension between them as he speaks,

“And… what exactly are you doing now?” He struggles to keep his voice even, desperate to maintain control of his reaction if nothing else.

She leans in, her face consuming the entirety of his field of vision.

"I want to see your face."

For a brief moment, he swears his heart stops. The intensity of her gaze feels overwhelming- nerve racking. His mind feels as if it's racing and blank simultaneously; The only constant being the woman… the human woman.

"Well" He rasps, his voice far more forced than he would have anticipated, "do you like what you see?" He raises his head, craning his neck to give her a full view of himself. He feels a grin tugging at the corners of his lips.

It's as if his words break an illusion- she tenses, and pulls back. His grin feels much less forced as he watches her reaction, relishing in the power his words seem to garner. Yet a persistent feeling of longing sours the small victory; A longing to be overwhelmed again by her closeness… by her touch.

She fidgets with her hand as he speaks, and he finds himself imagining her fidgeting with him instead. Wait- he blinks the thoughts away, repulsed by the idea… Enticed by the idea.

"Well, you're a vampire, right?" He notices, to his dismay, she won't meet his eyes, "but you're so, um, small." Thanks. "... I wanted a closer look at um- your teeth."

He found himself intrigued by the eb and flow of her emotions; she'd essentially just been fondling him, yet suddenly now she was acting coy? Because of a few choice words? He reveled in how her demeanor shifted with his words, how her eyes darted away from his, how her cheeks dawned near permanent blush. She, a creature of such immensity, hung captive to his charm, his wit- as if his will superseded the physical reality. Without the weight of her hand to stop him, he sits up.

“I’d be happy to show you my teeth,” getting to his feet he makes a show of brushing himself off, “But first,” he turns his gaze towards her, eyebrows raised and a whisper of a smirk on his lips, “you’ll have to come just a little bit closer.”

He watches with delight as her eyes widen at his words. He was making her nervous. He likes that. Seeing her cheeks flush, he realizes he likes that even more. And when she listens to his request? He finds himself liking that the most. She leans in, closing what little space was between them, but instead of looming over him she lowers herself. Where once she was resting on her elbows, now she lowered herself so her chin rested on her hands, nearly flat on the ground.

She looked up at him.

Oh.

Did she have any idea what she was doing to him?

The way her eyes, bright green and innocent, looked up at him through her lashes suggested she definitely knew.

“Can… I see your teeth?” She’s so close he feels her warm breath on his legs as she asks again. He refrains from biting his lip. Instead, he imagines biting hers.

“Closer.” He repeats. There was nothing between them, save air and opportunity, and the scent of the blood still on her neck was quickly taking his breath away. She’d come closer and he’d drop to his knees and show his teeth far more intimately than she’d have anticpated; sinking them into the soft flesh of her lips-

The sound of her voice pulls him from his fantasy,

“Closer, huh?”

She draws nearer, closing what little gap still remained between them- so close her nose traces up his midsection to his chest. He steps back, and she rises, once again resting on her elbows, albeit this time, directly overtop of him.

“May I please see your teeth now?”

Looking up at her like this- he can’t deny the obvious intimidation he feels, and it's almost as if he doesn’t want to. Why would he ever deny himself of anything to do with her? The irony isn’t lost on him that what seemed like just moments ago he was so opposed to being seen as something to had- to being possessed, yet now he found himself wishing desperately to be hers. If she wanted to see his teeth, he’d gladly show her.

“I believe you may.” He says, his tone tauntingly flirtatious.

He smiles, lips parting to a wide grin. To his own shock, he closes his eyes. Was… was he beginning to trust her? Attraction was one thing. He was a man with needs, and she was a beautiful woman… a very large and imposing woman, but a woman nonetheless- but trust? That was a whole other beast. With his eyes closed, his skin bristles and tingles with each of her breaths washing over him. He feels his heart beating wildly, adrenaline coursing through his veins. He trails his tongue over his teeth and his ears twitch at her gasp.

“You… you really are a vampire…” she whispers, her voice laden with disbelief, “They’re so… sharp...”

He feels… smug? Confident? He can’t quite place the emotion, but he sure as Hell knows the source.

“Oh?” he muses, opening his eyes, “Do I scare you?”

She answers with a mischievous grin- a grin that a small part of his brain is screaming to run from. His heart nearly jumps into his throat as she reaches for him, her fingers lacing around his torso. He suppresses a yelp as she lifts him, slowly and carefully, off the ground and towards her face.

“I think a more appropriate question would be,” she begins, her voice a sultry purr “Do I scare you?”

Yes.

Fear courses through his veins as his mind spits out fragments of thoughts.

Caught.

Helpless.

Vulnerable.

Intimate.

He focuses on that last one. The softness of her skin. The wild energy in her gaze. The sweet and heavy scent of her.

She was terrifying.

“That depends,” he lies, “Have you planned what you’re going to do to me now that you’ve caught me?”

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hoetolegist · 1 year

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Use and abuse me

Summary: You pressed your forehead against the glass and just took a moment to breathe and think. You listened to the sounds of the heavy winds whipping through the trees as you closed your eyes and inhaled. How did you get here? Why did you let yourself get here?

Warnings: consensual drug use, attempted forced drug use, manipulation, crying before and during sex, yelling, gaslighting, implied betrayal, he's very rough when handling her so I'm gonna put abuse just to be safe, explicit language, Stefan is toxic toxic, poor y/n, rough sex, low-key breeding kink, degradation kink, praise kink, oral (F receiving), dirty talk, slow sex, intimate sex, when I say Stefan gives you emotional whiplash I mean it, everything that happens when they have sex is consensual, they are fucking outside btw, on a terrace, on a small glass table, under the bright stars lol

Note: This is FICTION. I obviously would not enjoy seeing myself or anybody else in a situation like this in real life. I don't own any of the characters used (except "y/n" duh)

"You did this to me!" You banged on the table with all the strength you could muster as you pushed your seat back to stand up, the half full cups of liquor fell to the floor with a thud. "All you do is hurt me! Look at me Stefan! This isn't who I used to be" you shouted into the crisp night air

Stefan just examined you like you were a child throwing a fit. He never really looked at you, he examined you, watched you as if you were some science experiment. He watched as your mascara smudged under your eyes from crying, he watched as your knees got scratched and bruised from kneeling and begging, he watched as you lost yourself and who you used to be completely

You heard Stefan sigh loudly, letting you know he was annoyed. "Stop crying" he said, straight faced, as if that was all it took to shut you up. He grabbed a bottle of pills and threw them at you "you did this to yourself Y/n. You were doing this long before me. I just gave you the push you needed to truly accept what you do" he shrugged nonchalantly

You scoffed, not knowing wether you should be angry or sad. You loved him, everything you did was to prove your love to him, hoping in the slightest chance that he would love you back, that he would continue to love you back. If you could've guessed that it would end up like this, you wouldn't have been so stupid, you wouldn't have left your whole life behind for him

But Stefan was right, you did this to yourself. You were fucked up way before you met him, meeting him just intensified all of your highs. He was exactly what you needed at the moment. You craved the way Stefan touched you and you craved the attention that he gave you. He just drug you deeper and deeper into the hole that you already dug for yourself

"You'll never admit it but you wanted this life. I just gave it to you baby"

You flinched at the pet name "no no I didn't" you stared at the pills that spilled at your feet "I didn't ask for this". You squeezed your eyes shut and sunk down to the floor, not having enough energy to keep yourself up anymore

"Fuck fuck fuck" you chanted to yourself, clutching your chest and gasping for air, it felt like a weight was being pushed deeper and deeper into your chest. Stefan was by your side in a split second enveloping you in his arms. "Hey, hey, breathe. You're okay baby" he softly brushed your hair with his hand and if you didn't know any better you would have cuddled into his arms and enjoyed the warmth

You didn't have the energy to push the man back or fight him off, you allowed Stefan to hold you on the empty terrace. Maybe this is the life you were supposed to live, maybe this is what you were looking for all along. To be used and broken into pieces. It's what you need, it's what you deserve

Eventually the heavy breathing turned into loud, body aching sobs as Stefan held you and rocked you slowly. "I love you, I love you so much I feel like I might die without you" you confessed through tears "but I can't do this anymore". Your voice was shaky, no matter how hard you tried to stop it. You wanted to sound confident, sure of yourself, you wanted Stefan to see that you were serious

You pulled out of Stefan's hold, momentarily surprised that he let you. "I won't do this anymore" you pulled yourself up onto shaky legs

But Stefan just chuckled lowly. He grabbed two pills off of the floor before standing back up to face you. He watched as you flinched when he lifted his hand to touch your cheek and he softly smiled at the hitch in your breath when he lightly traced your bottom lip with his thumb

He brought the pills up to your mouth with one hand and used the other to hold your chin "baby, I love that you think you have a choice". He traced your lips with one of the pills "remember when we used to take these?" he questioned with a hum "percs used to get us so fucked up, made you beg for my cock all the time" his warm breath fanned across your lips as he whispered about your past choices

You tensed as Stefan pushed one in your mouth. You guys stared at each other for a second and you saw a flash of amusement in his eyes, you weren't surprised that he was enjoying this. Normally you'd cower down in fear and maybe you should've but instead you spit the pill into Stefan's face, pushed him away from you and used all of the strength you had left to run for the door

Stefan stumbled back but caught himself before he could fall. He watched you intensely, narrowing his eyes as he slowly walked closer to you struggling to open the door. You were panicking. The door won't fucking open and you can feel Stefan burning a hole in your back with his stare. It was scary, you wanted to leave, you needed to get out of there and away from this man. You slapped on the door, hoping someone would hear you from outside the penthouse but then you felt warmth press up against you, pinning you to the door

Stefan pressed his chest against your back then he grabbed your waist. "You think you can just run away from me pretty?" He whispered into your ear, feeling you shaking in his arms. "You think I'd make it that fucking easy for you to run away from me?" his voice was rising with each word that came out of his mouth

"Turn around" he demanded

You pressed your forehead against the glass and just took a moment to breathe and think. You listened to the sounds of the heavy winds whipping through the trees as you closed your eyes and inhaled. How did you get here? Why did you let yourself get here?

"Turn the fuck around Y/n!" Stefan banged his fist on the door causing you to jump and the glass to rattle. You slowly turned around to face Stefan with your eyes shut, you didn't want to see the look on his face. You were scared to look him in the eye, scared that you'd cower down again if you did. He had a way of doing that to you, making you feel like you were beneath him

He grabbed your chin so hard it'll probably leave bruises "didn't I tell you that I don't like repeating myself?". You could imagine the fire in his eyes, the dark look he's giving you right now. You gulped harshly, your throat dried up from the fear that coursed through you. "I asked you a question Y/n, don't piss me off" he talked as if he was counting to ten in his head, trying to calm himself down

You sucked in a shaky breath "y-yes you did" you could feel the hot tears burning your cheeks as they began to fall. It was embarrassing, you always let him win, you can never win and you were tired of it. You couldn't help but be frustrated at not only Stefan but yourself, you were drained and you shouldn't be. You should be trying to fight, trying to save yourself and get back home but you couldn't no matter how hard you tried because you love him

Stefan reached his free hand up, allowing his fingertips to lightly graze your cheek, reveling in the wetness of your tears and the way your lashes fanned across the apple of your cheeks when your eyes were closed

He bent his head down to whisper in your ear "baby" he chuckled lowly. He placed a few soft kisses along the shape of your jawline before sliding his hand up the back of your neck to grab a handful of your hair. He pulled your head back harshly "don't you ever do anything like that again" his lips ghosted across your earlobe "do you understand?"

You squirmed in Stefan's hold, your chest rising and falling heavily. You squeezed your eyes, keeping them shut, waiting for the harsh hold on your hair to let up but it seemed to only get tighter. "Yes I understand" you rushed out, your head was starting the throb and you just wanted it to stop

You opened your eyes to find Stefan looking down at you. You stared into his eyes, searching his face to try and read him, trying to.find just a little bit of emotion behind them. You know that Stefan would never hurt you so long as you show him that you understand, you can't fight back

"Stefan please" you squeaked out, defeated and not having the energy to fight back anymore

"Don't you have something to say to me?" Stefan let go of your hair but still towered over you. He gently dragged his knuckles along your jawline, his raspy voice vibrating through your body "I think I deserve an apology"

You nodded your head "I'm so s-sorry"

"For?"

This was a game to Stefan, he loved having you at his mercy, begging for forgiveness when you did the slightest thing to push him over the edge. He loved that you gave him that power, that control. When he first met you, you were broken, so broken that he knew he could mold you into the perfect compliant little doll just for him and you are, perfect for him and him only

"For saying and doing things I d-don't mean" you felt hot tears falling down your face again "I love you baby" you cupped Stefan's face with your hands "I don't want to run away from you, I didn't mean it"

Truth is, you wouldn't have anywhere to go even if you did manage to get away. You pushed all of your friends away and practically told your parents to fuck off and die. They wouldn't want you back and you could never bring yourself to face them again even if you had the chance. Maybe that's why you never tried too hard to get away, you knew deep down that you'd have no where else to call home. Stefan loves you, takes care of you, doesn't judge you and keeps you safe. Why should you give that up?

You blinked through the blurriness of your tears. Your eyes were starting to burn from crying so much and you just wanted to lay down and sleep in your lovers arms

But of course Stefan wouldn't have that

He lowered your hands then held your chin with his fingers, making you look up at him. His eyes flickered to your lips "you know I don't like yelling at you. You just have to know your place baby" he whispered while softly caressing your cheek and wiping the lone tear that slipped from your eye. You nodded in understanding and wrapped your arms around his waist to hug him

"I love you" he murmured before pulling you into a slow, passionate kiss

Emotional whiplash, is how you would describe your every encounter with Stefan. One minute the man is throwing a fit, punching doors and tables, making you fear for your life and the next minute he's holding you gently, kissing you slowly, telling you that he loves you and making you feel the safest you ever felt

It hurts, how you could feel so safe in the arms of someone so crazy

You whimpered as Stefan began to place feather light kisses down your neck. You wanted more, you wanted Stefan to fuck you hard and rough, you want to forget about everything that happened today

As if he could read your mind he grabbed your ass and squeezed tightly, coaxing a moan out of you. "You want me to fuck you out here baby?" he breathed against your neck, still sucking bruises into the once unblemished skin. You nodded, loving the feel of Stefan's lips on you since you were craving his touch all day. You moaned out at a particular nip under your ear and lifted your hands to run your fingers through Stefan's hair but the contact was taken away just as quickly as it was given

You almost cried at the loss of his touch but when you opened your eyes you immediately lit up at the sight of Stefan sitting at the table making three lines out of some white power that was in one of the bags he put out. "Just for you baby" he said, waving you over

You fixed your shirt and adjusted your shorts before walking over to the small glass table that sat in the middle of the terrace. You sat on Stefan's lap, back to chest and watched in fascination as the man used his blue credit card to make neat lines. "Can I do it?" You turned around to stare at Stefan with the puppy eyes

"Maybe next time" he pulled you back against him "let me take care of you" he murmured softly against your ear

You perked up at the promise of being cared for, you love when Stefan takes care of you. "Mm" you sat back and waited for him to tell you what to do

When Stefan was done he put the card to the side and massaged your hips "go ahead baby". You bit your lip and looked back at Stefan, the man was looking at you so intensely, so full of love and desire. In a situation like this you'd think feelings like that would cease to exist but you can see it, even if it doesn't show as much as you want

You bent down, your nose close to the table and your ass pressed down against Stefan's hardening dick. "Fuck you're so sexy" you heard Stefan groan as he rubbed all over your ass. That egged you on and soon enough you had your finger pressing down on one nostril while you inhaled deeply across one of the lines with the other

The burn always hits you right away, it felt good to have that tingly feeling back. You sat back up and shook your head, "Fuck" you breathed out a sigh of content

It was a sensational feeling, one that you can't get anytime else with anyone else except for Stefan. You were relaxed and soon enough by the time Stefan did both of the other lines, everything you felt emotionally and physically was heightened. You could feel Stefan's hands rubbing all over your body, rubbing up and down your back, his warm breath fanning across your neck, everything. You moaned, high pitched and whiny, not caring about how needy you sounded. You were just intensely horny now

You didn't even realize that you were grinding down against Stefan until he squeezed your hips to stop you. "Get on the table" he smacked one of your ass cheeks and pointed at the table. You didn't want to ask any questions, you just wanted to feel, the urge to feel overrided any other emotion

Without any questions you got on the table, spreading your legs wide. Stefan licked his lips and rubbed his hands up your legs, pulling them apart just a bit more. He pulled your shirt off, eyes darkening when he noticed you didn't have a bra on then he unbuttoned your shorts, pulling them down to your ankles when you lifted yourself up a bit

"So wet for me already"

You moaned softly when Stefan flicked your clit. He knew your body better than anybody else you've ever been with, he touched you exactly how you wanted to be touched. "Tell me what you want me to do" Stefan said while lazily trailing a finger through your folds

You licked your lips "I want you to eat me out and finger me"

With a hum Stefan stood up and grabbed your ankles, making you lay back on the table. He pulled your shorts off completely and threw them to the side. He sat back down, now his face was aligned with your pussy, the prettiest pussy he ever saw. He parted the glistening lips, hearing you whimper from the cool air hitting your exposed pussy. The hole fluttered like it just needed a cock in it but instead of a cock Stefan lowered his head and slowly licked a stripe from your core to your clit

"Fuck, don't tease" you breathed. You let your head lay back against the table as you stared at the sky. You couldn't see Stefan properly as much as you wanted to, the table was too small and your bottom half was literally hanging off of it. You spread your legs out more and held them up

Stefan chuckled, the vibrations going straight through you, making you moan. You let go of one leg to grip Stefan's hair as the older started fucking his tongue in and out of your hole. "Mm so good baby" you whined, grinding your pussy against his face

Suddenly Stefan pulled away and flipped you over so you were on your stomach, feet planted on the floor and ass hanging off the table. He moved the chair out of the way and got on his knees, burying his face back into your pussy. As he licked and nippled on your sensitive clit, he also circled your hole with two fingers and slid both of them in at once. Your knees buckled, eyes rolling back at the pleasurable intrusion

"Tell me how you feel baby. You know I love to hear you"

"Feels s-so good" you whined as Stefan began scissoring his fingers inside, searching for your g-spot. "Right there, right there" you chanted breathlessly when he pressed against your spot. He started ramming his fingers in at a brutal pace as he sucked on your clit harder. Your thighs were shaking and you gripped onto the table harshly, knuckles paling from the grip. It was when Stefan lightly dragged his teeth against your clit that you finally came with a shout of his name

He continued to finger you until you were whining for him to stop because you were getting sensitive. "Okay okay" you said breathlessly as you reached a hand back to pull him away. He kissed your sensitive clit one more time before moving to leave light kisses on your ass cheeks, making his way up your spine until he was standing up behind you, kissing your neck and pressing his clothed erection against your bare pussy

"Wish I had a mirror out here so I can make you look at yourself" Stefan whispered in your ear as he unbuckled his belt. He sloppily kissed and nipped your shoulder as he pulled his hardened cock out. "So needy and submissive, just for me" he moaned softly, now rubbing the tip of his cock between your wet folds

Your pussy pulsated, waiting for him to slide inside of you. "Tell me you need me" he said, leaning back and pulling one of your ass cheeks so he can see as he rubbed his cock against your pussy. "Tell me and I'll fuck you as rough as you want" Stefan wanted to fuck you right now just as much as you wanted him to fuck you but he wanted to hear you say it, he needs you to need him

You looked back at him just as he looked at you, locking eyes with him was scary since he always looked at you so intensely but every time you look at him no matter how scared you get, you also get butterflies in your stomach. You know for a fact that you need him, you really do. He's all you have and he took good care of you when no one else did, you love him

"I need you baby, I need you so much" you replied, not breaking eye contact with him until he began to slowly push into you. You pressed your cheek against the table, mouth open in a silent moan as his cock stretched you open. Once he was fully in with his hips pressed against your ass, he slid a hand up your spine, touch light, making you tingle with anticipation

"Yeah you do" he whispered, more to himself than to you. He grabbed your hair and wrapped his other arm around your waist as he pulled you up, your back just a few inches away from being right against his chest. He started off slow, thrusting in and out at a torturing pace as he left sloppy kisses on your neck. "You'll always need me y/n" he breathed against your neck, kissing under your ear

After that he let you go and set a brutal pace, ramming into you harshly as you balanced yourself against the table. "y-you're so deep" you moaned as he kept hitting a spot that made your legs feel like jelly. He squeezed your hips so tight that you're sure it'll leave bruises but you loved to look in the mirror and see how much he ruined you

"Mhm" he moaned as he pulled your ass cheeks apart and watched his cock move in and out of you "you're taking me like a good slut, making me feel so good" he allowed his eyes to flutter closed as he focused on the feeling of your pussy and how wet you are for him

You closed your eyes as well, your mouth open in a "O" shape. You love when he talks to you like that, praising you yet degrading you at the same time. "Fuck" you shuddered, feeling your orgasm about to hit you head on. Stefan stopped moving when he felt you squeezing impossibly tighter around him, he wanted to fuck you for just a little bit longer

"Don't cum yet baby" he demanded as both of you breathed harshly. He placed small kisses on your shoulder, thrusting slowly a few more times before pulling out completely. You tried to push your hips back to chase his cock but he stopped with a smack on your ass. "Turn around" he said and you didn't dare disobey his commend, quickly turning around. He smiled at you as he watched you sit back up on the table and it was the softest you've ever seen him, he doesn't smile much but when he does it's so beautiful. He looks like a completely different person when he smiles, it reminds you why you fell in love with him in the first place

Stefan rubbed your sides gently, a contrast from the rough way he was just fucking into you. "I love you" he whispered as he slid back into you and started circling his hips against yours. "Tell me you won't leave me" he hugged you to his chest and put his forehead on your shoulder as he continued to slowly thrust in you. You allowed him to hold you tightly as he fucked you slow, but desperately

The sudden switch up confused you, he never really talked like this during sex and he was never really too intimate. Slow sex was never your thing when it came to sex with him but you never knew how badly you needed it from him until now. For some reason it felt even better than the rough sex, you could feel him more, not just his movements but his feelings. He's always so closed off with you but you love him anyway, you want him to open up to you one day

"I won't leave you. I won't ever leave you" you reassured him as he breathed harshly into your neck. You wrapped your arms around his waist and pulled him closer, well as close as you both could get. "Talk to me baby" you put a hand in his hair and kissed wherever you could reach. "Talk to me please, just once" you just wanted him to open up you, at least for tonight. You knew he wasn't going to talk but you were begging for him to open up just once so you could help him

Stefan grabbed under both of your knees and lifted your legs up, pulling them wider apart. He placed small kisses on your shoulder and collarbone "did you take the pill today?" he huffed out between groans. You tensed up against him, you didn't take the pill today. It was a busy day and it slipped your mind completely. Fuck, how could you forget the fucking birth control pill? You didn't want to tell him, he'd be mad at you and you didn't want him to be mad at you, not right now. But you didn't want to lie to him either, what if you ended up pregnant and he stopped loving you?

You slowly shook your head no and closed your eyes as tears built up "No, fuck I- I wasn't thinking I'm sorry" you said before he could say anything. But he didn't say anything and he didn't stop or pull out, he just moaned even louder and picked up his pace. He seemed even more determined to fuck you and the thought of him actually wanting to get you pregnant made your pussy clench around his cock

He looked at your face as he rolled his hips into you, he wanted to see your reaction to everything. "You're so beautiful" he said as he wiped away your tears, he groaned "I'm gonna cum and you're gonna take it like a good girl, okay?". You knew that he wasn't giving you an option, he was telling you but even if he did give you an option, you wanted to feel him cum in you, you want it so bad. You nodded then there was no talking after that, you both didn't break eye contact as he fucked you. It wasn't as slow as a few minutes ago but it was still intimate and he was still vulnerable, you could see it in his eyes

Both of you were now in a trance that wouldn't be broken until a mutual release. You clenched around him as you felt your orgasm building up again, every inch of him was rubbing against your g-spot and your legs were practically vibrating around his waist. "You really want me to fill you up, huh? Fucking slut" Stefan said with a smug smile on his face, he knew that you wanted it and the fact that he knew is what pushed you over the edge into a mind-numbing orgasm

"Don't stop I'm cum-" your sentence cut off into a choked scream as your body jerked and your vision turned white and fuzzy. Stefan kept a slow and steady rhythm throughout your whole orgasm, waiting until you fell limp onto the table, body relaxed and head feeling light

Stefan grabbed your hips, squeezing tightly and increased his speed. Your body bounced uncontrollably as he slammed into you hard and fast, chasing his orgasm and giving you another one. "Ah, slow down" you whined, feeling sensitive and over stimulated. He slowed down and gave you long deep strokes, his cock throbbed inside of you as he neared his climax

A couple more thrust and he groaned loudly, burying himself deep until his balls were flush against your pussy. With a loud and deep moan he released inside of you "fuuuck" he closed his eyes and his body jerked a couple of times as he continued to penetrate you slowly "mm you take my cum so well" he circled his hips as he leaned forward to catch your lips into a slow kiss

It was so exhilarating, you were high off of him and his touch. You wanted more, you always wanted more when it came to him. "I love you so much" you slurred your words a little as sleepiness started to take over. You winced from over sensitivity as he pulled out "and you won't leave me right? Even if I get pregnant?" You felt like words were just coming out of your mouth without your brain controlling it but you couldn't stop, you were feeling so many things at once and something needed out

You wrapped your arms around Stefan's neck as he picked you up bridal style and carried you into the penthouse. He didn't answer your questions and the pout on your face proved that it was bothering you. He sat you on the toilet for you to pee while he ran some water for a bath "are you okay?" He questioned, eyebrows furrowed in worry. You hummed to let him know you heard him and that you're fine

"Use your words baby" he demanded with a tired sigh. Both of you needed some sleep and you were too tired to speak, your high was wearing off and your head was starting to hurt. You got up to get in the bath, slowly sinking down into the warm water and releasing a relaxed breath. You closed your eyes

"I'm fine" you said softly "you- you didn't answer my question" you decided to get the conversation over with. You honestly weren't sure if you wanted to hear his answer because what if he said he can't love you anymore? What would you do? You have nobody else and nowhere to go, he's all you've ever known for the past few years, he's all you ever wanted to know

You relaxed back against Stefan's chest as he got into the tub behind you. "I won't leave you" he whispered in your ear softly, placing a small kiss under it. He grabbed the body wash and squeezed some into his hand to lather it on your skin. "I love you, you're mine forever" he knows how much you love to hear him say that, you are his and he promised to you and himself that he'll take good care of you. "And if we have a baby, then we have a baby. I'm still never going to leave you" he finished, gently massaging your scalp with the body wash

You breathed out a sigh of relief at the confession and the feeling. Of course he loves you, you'd be stupid to think he doesn't. "Promise?" You asked, turning to him with eyes full of joy and hope. He kissed you softly on the lips and smiled "yeah I promise"

Promises are meant to be broken

#chrissy 🐾 🐾#stefan salvatore #stefan x reader #turns out it's also my 2 year anniversary on this app #emotional whiplash #warning he is confusing as fvck #the ending...sorry

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