Contingencies

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Contingencies
Chapter 2: Celebrate

Elena:

Neither Elena nor Stefan made a sound as he led her up the stairs of the boarding house. The house was dark, only the smallest rays of moonlight were allowed to trickle in through the dark blinds. Elena didn't mind, her short time as a vampire had made her forever used to the night. Stefan of course could see as more easily in the dark, as the sun was painful to his eyes. She trailed her fingers against the banister as she walked behind him, balancing herself as well as letting the polished wood guide her. They reached the second set of stairs and this time Stefan let Elena ascend first. He was behind her, his breath hot against her neck as she climbed, making her excited and nervous as well.

She reached the door to his room, and stopped. His body brushed against hers as he reached around her to grasp the doorknob. He leaned in against her, and she felt her breasts pressing against the heavy wood door. She turned her face to the side, and felt the coolness ca her her as Stefan's body enveloped her. His lips were at her neck, kissing, and gently biting. A slight fear of alarm began to well in her chest, afraid he would lose control, but as his mouth moved from her neck to the base of her ear, she pushed it aside, and once against lost herself in his touch.

Her hands braced herself against the door. Stefan's hand remained on the knob, but his other hand touched her gently on the hip. She could feel his manhood pressing against her buttocks, and she pushed back slightly to feel more. His hand moved from her hip, trailing up the damp dress to cup her breast possessively. He pushed his hand in between the door and the dress, massaging it in time to his kisses. Elena couldn't help but gasp as he pinched her nipple with just enough pressure that it was still pleasurable but bordering on pain.

He grinded his hips slowly against her backside, low almost feral growls purring in her ear. Elena whimpered in sorrow as his hand left her breast, but bit her bottom lip in anticipation as it began to inch the dress up against her thigh. She felt the pressure of his groin move away from her body, and his knee pressed in between her legscingcing them apart. The skirt now level with her waist, Stefan's fingers gently stroked the exposed blonde curls. Her breath began to come faster, in short little gasps. She had never felt so womanly, so much alive as she did now. Stefan's fingers awakened a part of her that she never knew could exist.

He licked the base of her neck, raking his teeth against her almost translucent skin. His fingers moved from the curls to the already damp area between. Elena had to rest her head against the door to keep from falling back against Stefan. His finger moved in a circle, enticing her, teasing her. Elena couldn't stop herself; she pressed herself against him, working her opening against his hand. He knew what she wanted, and was quick to oblige. As two of his fingers entered her wetness, Elena felt a shudder run through her entire body. This was it. Ecstasy. She had previously thought that nothing could be more erotic than exchanging blood with a vampire, but this, Oh Gods, she thought, this was so much better.

With Stefan's knee pressed against the door balancing the two of them, Elena leaned back against him. One hand gripping Stefan's, the other reached up behind her and she grasped his hair. As his fingers delved into her, she pressed her mouth against his. Her tongue ran around his lips, and danced with his. She felt her legs began to quiver, and her heart beat began to race with her breath. Stefan felt her orgasm coming, and slowed down. He didn't want her to come, not just yet. "Stefan." She gasped, as he pulled his fingers from her, tugging at the curls slightly before removing his leg and letting her stand normal.

Her thighs were wet with her own juices. She looked at him questionably, why had he stopped. Stefan gave her a small smile and opened the door. He lifted her into his arms and carried her inside. There was no light at all in the room. Stefan laid her on the bed, and Elena felt the side of the bed lift slightly and knew that he had risen. She could here his steps as he crossed the room. She heard the strike of the match then the flame sprang to life as he lit the oil lamp sitting on the dresser. He carried it over and set it beside the bed on the nightstand. "I want you to eve everything we do." He said huskily, kneeling down on the bed beside her. "No more secrets between us." Elena nodded, biting her lower lip with anticipation of what was to come.