manipulative | deerington contact.

Are you — are you sure?

( maybe one day he won't double check with her. even if he knows that katherine's not going to tell him to do anything that she's not sure of, he's still the slightest bit leery of overdoing it even with her.

so, while the movement of his hips doesn't falter and he can hear the crack and shift of plaster that indicates his sink is going to end up trashed if they're not careful, he doesn't sink his teeth into her neck even if he wants to.

he presses his nose right against the vein though, sensing the pulse of blood beneath the skin and the way her heart races. his mouth waters with the want to bite her and bite her roughly. )

[ even though she knows he's definitely not intentionally teasing her, she feels so frustrated that he hesitates now. when she thinks he's going to bite her, he grazes. tilting her head to the side, she tries to elongate her neck as her affirmation that she is so sure. she's never been sure of anything more in her life.

bucking her ass up into him a bit too harshly, she grips his hand as painfully as she can so that he can feel just how much she wants him to bite her. she trusts him more than anyone. she trusts him to be able to bite her and not lose control. she trusts him not to rip her throat out because it would kill him to do so if he went back on his word about not wanting to hurt her like everyone else has.

she's at her most vulnerable yet again, and he trusts him to take care of her. ]

More than anything. [ it's hard to get any of those syllables out when she's anticipating him thrusting his cock deeper inside of her and his teeth into her neck. ]

( stefan almost slips and says something that he doesn't think either of them are ready for. nothing too serious, too deep but definitely something more personal than should be said right now when he's taking her from behind in his bathroom.

so, he pushes the words back down and busies his mouth with doing the exact thing she's asked for: he bites her. his fangs dig deep into her, feeling the blood flow over his teeth and his lips, feeling ti slide down his chin and onto his neck and her shoulder.

he keeps his mouth attached there while he moves, thrusting into her sharply and deeply each time, trying to time with every press of his teeth harder into her and every thump of her heart.

he can feel sweat beading on his brow but he keeps going. he has to keep going. )

[ when he bites down into her neck, katherine gasps and feels her entire body tense. she hadn't been expecting him to do it, suspecting his hesitation was his way of communicating he wasn't ready for it. it's painful and feels so good at the same time and she feels her entire body still as his teeth sink into her skin and vein. the hand on top of his almost grips his fingers to a crushing extent before she lets up, giving into him thrusting into her from behind.

despite her arm holding her against the sink wanting to buckle, katherine keeps it elongated and strong to hold her up, pushing her back more firmly against his warm chest. her moaning intensifies as her breath hitches and breathing becomes shallower. her entire body feels hot from the way his fangs only sink in deeper. it's only for a moment that she doesn't realise what he's doing, timing his teeth and thrusts together. that realisation elicits a whimper from her that only gets cut off by her panting.

she pushes into his hips, feeling his cock slide deeper inside of her. he has to be buried to the hilt by now with how she tries to merge the front of his hips with the back of her thighs. she holds herself against him, wanting him to thrust harder into her to get her to straighten so he can control the depth of his thrusts and her. ]

Stefan... [ she can feel blood trickle down her shoulder and along her collarbone, but she doesn't care. her train of thought disappears along with her breath. ] Drink.

( he wants to do so much right now. he wants to drink from her, let her blood slide down his throat and revel in the taste and the smell and the fact that he could do this and not fear losing control. but he wants to keep fucking her too, he wants to pull her back up against him so the angle changes and he slides so deep that she has no choice but the gasp and squirm and writhe.

he drinks first because the blood is right there and he can't help himself. he drinks and drinks, catching the blood that flows from her wound but never stopping the rocking of his hips. he slows a bit, focusing more on her neck than anything but that's going to shove him closer to his own release and he knows it.

he knows that it won't be long once he's finished and he'll be chasing it while her blood stains his lips and teeth and his face stays as it truly is. )

[ maybe making him bite her mid-fuck was a mistake, given that his hips slow down and he's focused on drinking from her instead. but katherine still finds ecstasy even in that, feeling the sting of his teeth and her split skin while knowing he's still unable to help himself when it comes to her. it's her blood, her body, even her trust that has him slackening the reins of his self-control he holds so tightly.

not once does the think it's his incapability of controlling his bloodlust. stefan has his flaws, and that's most definitely one of them, but she doesn't think he'll so easily let himself lose control. if he loses control, he loses completely—he loses her, this, and every little promise he's made to himself.

panting and groaning, she lifts her hand from the vanity to blindly reach back to thread her fingers in his hair. the touch is light at first, unsure since she only has the mirror to guide her, and then her fingers grip his hair tightly to remind him of her impatience. ] Are you going to drain me or fuck me, Stefan?

( he's panting when he pulls away from neck, face stained red but her words get through to him. he leans over her shoulder for a kiss, sharing her blood before he wraps a tighter arm around her and pumps his hips harder again, bruising and rough.

if she was anyone else, it would be painful but he knows he can do this and it'll still feel good for her, for him, for them both. his breath gusts out of him and he drops his head down to her shoulder now, focusing on his hips and her cunt and his cock now. he can still smell her blood and it tempts him but he doesn't put his mouth on her neck.

he just wants to fuck her until she can't stand up. that's all he wants right now. )

[ it's the fact that when presented with a choice, stefan chooses to rise above any ripper tendencies that linger beneath the surface. she can nudge him off of her easily with an elbow if he thinks to latch onto her neck and tear into it, but she doesn't want to rely on her strength to control him. it has to be stefan to do that. it has to be stefan who chooses. being his choice over his predatory cravings is enough to make her shudder and would be to make her come if she wasn't to hellbent on making him come first.

she lets her hand in his hair drop so she can paw at his hip. she tries to lean her head towards where he rests against her shoulder, but katherine ultimately bows her own, letting her hair fall in front of her face. arching into him, she moves her hand from his hip and tries to smack his ass. her release may be within arm's reach, but she's already come and wants him to finally let go. ]

Come on, Stef. [ she doesn't even know where her voice comes from; his thrusts are hard enough to knock the breath out of her. ]

( his release is closer than she might think. really, as soon as he'd bitten into her neck, everything had started to uncoil quickly. the smack against his ass makes him shiver and he thrusts into her harder in reaction.

fingers digging into her skin, he rakes them back, making lines against her skin that'll heal but bleed just a bit for the moment. when she bows forward, he's able to slide into her deeper still, grinding down hard against her when his hips were snug against her ass.

it doesn't take that long from there. he presses into her again and again until he comes with a shout of her name, sharp and low. he holds onto her as it happens, shaking against her back and still trying to thrust forward to get every last bit of feeling out of it. )

[ no matter what he does, he feels so fucking good. katherine thinks to smack him again, but there's no chance to—he gets rougher and she finds that her desire to try and spur him onward dies with each of his thrusts. she enjoys the feel of him pressing hard against her and trying to be as close to her as humanly possible. she tries to widen her legs without losing her balance or making him lose his rhythm and ensures to keep her moans as loud as her heart thrumming in his ears.

reaching back to palm whatever he can of his arm, katherine tilts her head to the side and holds herself upright to support him while he presses against her and shakes. with a hand flat on his vanity, she's certain that the mere press of her palm is enough to leave a crack in it. she's certain all of her is going to be covered in purple soon, from her thighs to her hands, neck and torso, but it's nothing in comparison to the crack he must've felt when he pulled away from her still-bloodied neck.

breathing hard, she spares a glance at them in the mirror, seeing how her face is completely flushed and her hair an absolute mess, then she turns her head to try and see him. quietly, ] Stefan. [ then she laughs lightly, sounding slightly sheepish, ] I think I cracked your sink.

That's okay.

( he's fine with it. he can hire someone to come over and repair the cracked sink but right now, he has something else on his mind and it's not the fact that the smell of her blood is still in his nose and overwhelming him and he's still resisting biting her again.

he breathes shakily and cranes his neck a bit to look at her. )

Do you want to — ( stefan reaches around her, hand snaking down because she's come once but he knows he can probably get her there again. )

[ looking at him from the corner of her eye, she catches his hand in hers and presses it against her abdomen. ] I'm fine. [ while she would love to have all of his attention on her again and come because of his fingers or mouth, katherine finds that she doesn't have the intense craving for it. he's already made her come; getting him off had been her objective, and she thinks she's gotten far more than that out of it.

leaning back against him, she makes a noise when she feels him shift slightly inside of her. with a smile, ] I think we should spare your house from crumbling even more tonight, don't you think?

Okay.

( he nods, using the arm around her waist to hug her to him. he sighs, leaning against her back and dropping his forehead down to her shoulder. he's tired but not overly so. he's emotionally cleaned up but being able to be with her tonight has helped. )

Do you want to come back to bed with me?

( he really hopes so. he doesn't want to be alone tonight. )

Yes.

[ she says it with no hesitation. of course she'll come back with him. there's no other place she'd rather be, even if he hadn't had his mother appear and possibly put him in a weirder place mentally and emotionally. she doesn't want to leave him alone unless he requests it, and even if he does, she'd take his couch or sleep in another room.

she does pull him to her in her own effort to hug him. she turns to face him as best she can and uncharacteristically kisses the top of his head. ] Take me to bed, Stefan. [ then she smiles, amused. ] Unless you'd like me to carry you.

No, that's fine. I can — ( he steps back, sliding out of her and shivering. he puts a hand on her shoulder and then pushes himself away again, giving them some distance. he stretches and then gets a look at her.

she's bleeding and black and blue and he starts to apologize but stops himself just as the words are coming out. he laughs and rubs at his mouth before shaking his head. )

Come on. ( he reaches for her hand, pulling her close and draping that arm over her shoulders. ) Let's go to bed.

[ she will never get used to him embracing her like this. katherine's surprised for only a moment before she steps into him and wraps her arm around his waist, pressing herself more closely to him. she's not going to spend this time wondering and questioning it and ultimately pushing him away when she can have him close and touching her just like this.

he wants to pull her into him, and she's not intending to step out of his embrace.

she walks slowly, trying to waken her muscles from staying in such a tight and tense position. her entire body feels sore, but katherine isn't going to complain. all she does is groan when she starts walking. ]

My hips are going to be so sore in a few hours. [ she laughs, reaching to palm the arm hanging around her shoulders. ] Don't say sorry. I like it.

I'll get you some ice in a few hours.

( he doesn't think she'll need it but he says it anyway. he winds them back to his bedroom, opening the door and then shutting it when they were both inside. he walks her over to the bed, letting her take a seat before circling around and sliding back into bed himself. )

Wait. ( stefan makes a face and rolls out of bed to grab a towel for her. then, he comes back, passing it to her so she can wipe at her neck since he doesn't think he should be licking it clean and tempting them both again. )

[ just before she lies down, he tells her to wait. sitting upright, she looks at him confused. she should've expected it, but she doesn't. she's not used to anyone taking care of her, let alone stefan salvatore.

she takes the towel from him and very hesitantly presses it to her neck. it's not out of any fear of it hurting her, but the fact that she's going to stain his towel and ruin another one of his possessions tonight. asking him to clean it up for her would be pushing him too far, and she doesn't want to corner him.

quietly, ] Thanks. [ she pulls a face of discomfort as she wipes up the blood, folding the towel over so she's not smearing it all over her neck and shoulder with a wet towel.

she moves to sit cross-legged on the bed and looks at him. ] Are you okay?

[ she's tempted to tell him she doesn't need the ice, but she does like him taking care of her. is that so bad? maybe he needs it after tonight, even though she feels like she should be the one looking after him. ]

( stefan's well aware that she doesn't need ice and he might not even get it for her but he wants to do something and say something. he wants to help always. where she sits cross legged, stefan lays on his side, one pillow stuck under his head so he can be propped up a little. )

Yeah. ( he exhales slowly, nodding. ) I'm fine.

( he would think about his mother visit and her presence and what it meant for awhile but he was okay. he was never going to have a great relationship with her and one night in a city like deerington wasn't going to change that. )

I promise. ( he thinks he can get past this one quicker than lexi's. it might be more painful in a way but it's not a lasting, eternal ache. )

[ folding his towel, she wipes at the back of her shoulder the best she can and then starts to press it against her collarbones and breasts. she knows she's going to have a faint pink stain on her skin, but she honestly doesn't mind. it'll go away, just like the open wound on her neck and back. at least both of those wounds for now will remind her of him and his apparent insatiable need to have her.

it'll also remind her of his continuing to trust her when she feels like he shouldn't.

she doesn't want to question him and ask if he thinks he will be. if stefan says he'll be okay in the aftermath of his mother's brutal words, then he will be. she'll make sure of it. she can't help but wonder if how he feels towards his mother is how her daughter feels towards her. but she can't let herself try and find an answer in the relationship of two different people. lily had the choice to keep stefan; katherine never had that luxury with nadia.

she twists her body to face him and arches her neck. ] Did I get it all? [ she still has blood beneath her chin and smeared all over the back of her shoulder, but at least her red neck isn't covered in wet and tempting blood. ]

You could still use a shower but yeah.

( he smiles crookedly at her, taking the towel to dab at some errant spots and then letting it drop in between them. he sighs, reaching for one of her hands to play with her fingers while he figures out what to say or how to say it or if he wants to say anything at all. )

Thank you for being here tonight.

( to help steady him with his mother and to be there afterward for the connection he needed. )

[ she rolls her eyes at his comment. she's pretty sure he'd prefer her to smell a little like blood, even though she knows it would be incredibly tempting in the worst way for him.

when he takes her hand, she unravels her legs and lies down on her side to face him. she doesn't particularly want to be sitting and looking down at him tonight, even though his expression of gratitude makes her want to dive into the shower. being thanked is something katherine will have to get used to, won't it?

she shrugs a shoulder, wanting to downplay its meaning. ] Where else would I be? [ if he had gone through seeing lily by himself, she doubts she would've gotten at least half of what happened. hopefully being with him reminded him that lily was only one fish in a densely populated pond.

she glances down at his bare shoulder. ] You can talk to me about her if you want. Or not.

I know.

( he holds her fingers under his and then laces them together for a second before sighing. )

I don't know a lot about her. Caroline...made me turn off my humanity a little while ago. She threatened my only living relative and I did it to stop her from dying. My mother was the one who brought me back. She told me she searched everywhere, scoured the planet.

( he sighs and shakes his head. ) It wasn't true. She never looked. I'm glad she was able to get me to come back because I don't know what other triggers I'd have had at that point but it was all a lie.

[ she can't help her facial expression when he reveals everything. she frowns, very clearly judging and trying to picture everything he describes. mystic falls has changed so much since she last breezed into town. as much as she wants to ask him to clarify caroline and the no humanity situation, she doesn't think it's important. she also doesn't care in this moment. all she cares about is his mom.

she shifts so that she's a little closer to him and she tucks her arms against her chest. she's very aware both of them are physically naked and he's stripping himself bare emotionally. ]

Maybe she didn't look, and maybe what she said she did was a lie. Maybe she turned and she found that new family. But she still turned up twice for you. That has to count for something. [ she shakes her head. ] I don't think it was a complete lie.

It's...something.

( he's just not sure what it is right now. he's not sure if it means something significant or if she was feeling guilt and she wanted to absolve herself. he's not sure if he wants to believe the best or the worst.

he sighs and closes his eyes. )

I don't know what it is yet. I just...don't know what I want to think about her or why she was here.

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