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Oh, then maybe I'll stop.

( and while he does stop moving, he doesn't move off of her. he doesn't go that far though he's absolutely going to make her eat her words if he can. he doesn't move after that, choosing instead to drop a few light, quick kisses against her face before pulling up and looking down at her. )

I'm so sorry you don't like it. I'll be sure to stop and go do something else.

[ she's already eating them. glaring up at him, she hates that he's worked her up to only slow down and be gentle. doesn't he know he's supposed to keep going just to prove her wrong?

attempting to swallow and bite down any sounds that could otherwise contradict her, she grits her teeth and shifts against him, hating the way her body shivers. ]

Something else? [ she uses this opportunity to hook her legs around him in a vice-like grip. she hasn't used her strength against him, but she's considering doing so now in case he thinks to get up and off of her. ] Like what?

( stefan can't help but look down at the way her legs grip him and smile. she might be trying to play along and give herself a boost in thinking that she's not affected but she is.

she doesn't want to let him go and now it's very obvious. )

Oh, I don't know. Maybe I'll go write in my journal.

( about how katherine pierce was trying her very best not to admit that she wanted him to show her how beautiful she was and how much he thought that. )

Really?

[ she doesn't sound nor look too happy about that proposition. she tilts her head a little and arches her brow, and her legs do tighten with their firm hold around him. maybe she should give his shoulder a shove and tell him to go grab one of his journals so she can read over his back and seduce him that way, but with the way he'd been kneading her breast and rocking into her, she doesn't have the patience for that kind of seduction tonight.

raising her arms above her head, she stretches, ensuring to elongate her body as much as possible. when she finishes with a groan, she ensures to cross her arms over her chest and cover her breasts from him as if she's actually modest and shy. ] I guess I'll just lie here and play with myself then.

Katherine, I thought you were okay with everything but you sound pretty pissed.

( she still hasn't let him go and he makes to rock into her hips so she knows that he's not completely serious. he wants to be with her, of course, but he's also kind of please to see her playing along. )

Would you let me watch?

( because that sounds like something he could be into. )

[ it doesn't matter if he's not serious. he's teasing her and she likes it, even though she's growing incredibly frustrated. after tonight, she wants him however he wants to give himself to her, but she mostly wants a reminder that he's still here and okay. ]

Depends.

[ she hates how breathless she sounds. she wonders if he can feel the dampness of her underwear and how much she wants him to keep playing with her in whatever way he wants to. the idea of him watching her sends another shiver down her.

brushing her fingers against his shoulders, she peers up at him with a tilt of her head. ] Are you going to be quiet or are you going to offer some suggestions?

Oh, I don't know.

( stefan feigns confusion, like what she's asking him is such a hard question when it's really not. he leans down closer to her, hovering over her lips and watching her until his lips pull into a smile. )

Would you even need suggestions? I would think that you'd consider yourself an expert at things like this.

[ she lets out a very annoyed puff of air through her nose. giving him control had been a mistake. ]

Maybe not.

[ she gives him a shrug and forcibly keeps herself down against his bed. she does want to push herself up and kiss him, but if she does that, she loses this game... and katherine doesn't want to lose just yet. keeping her arms wrapped around her ensures that she doesn't give in to that impulse.

feigning shyness, she glances away from him. ] But you make me very nervous, Stefan. I might need a few pointers.

You are a terrible liar. I don't doubt that you've been nervous before but I don't think you are now.

( no, she wants him to talk and he would if she would just admit that. she would get whatever she wanted so much easier if she just told him that's what she wanted.

he leans down and gives her the lightest of kisses before pulling back. )

You could just tell me what you want, you know.

[ frowning, she glances up at him with her eyes slightly narrowed in thought. ] Haven't I already done that?

[ technically, she's right. even though it was like pulling blood from a stone for him, she had wanted him to treat and touch her like he does think and believe her to be beautiful. she doesn't care what that entails, all she wants is for him to keep doing whatever the hell he wants to do. the way he's treating her right now makes her heart race in her chest and her feel like a stupid girl who's infatuated with this idiotic boy.

looking up at him pointedly, she removes one of her arms from around herself and pokes his nose. ]

You aren't giving me what I want. So, maybe you should be telling me what you want, Stefan.

Okay, I'll concede the point. You did tell me. But...

( before he finishes the thought, stefan leans down and captures her lips in a long, lingering, hard kiss. he doesn't pull away until he's breathless and then he does it again, licking his way into her mouth and pressing his hips down hard against her, rocking so she'll feel how hard he is which just makes him imagine how wet she is. )

I think you can do a little better than that. Be a little more specific.

[ the press of her mouth is firm against his until he rocks into her. she gasps, feeling her entire body ignite with heat as she wraps both of her arms around him to bring him firmly down on top of her. she both enjoys and loathes the way he's teasing her right now, resulting in her squirming against him to try and feel him press more firmly and sharply against her underwear.

she wants to shove him down her body and to her legs, but katherine does try to keep him in place in case he gets any ideas to pull away from her now. ]

Rip my underwear off.

[ is that specific enough for him? ]

( well now, that is definitely something he can do. for a second, stefan acts like he's not going to do it but then he wiggles a bit, trying to make her loosen her legs enough that he can get one hand down between them.

he runs his fingers between her legs, over the fabric, feeling how wet and hot she already is. he shudders, mouth watering before he grabs for the fabric, gets a good grip and then rips.

if she hadn't meant literally rip, he's sorry but he's ruined her panties and he doesn't even care. he pulls them away from her and tosses them onto the floor. )

Like that?

[ every time he touches her, she reacts. she shudders when he runs his fingers over her underwear and hates the way her hips shift as if she can somehow slide his fingers inside of herself. she does think he'll tease her, maybe hook his fingers into the band of her underwear or the wet fabric right against her cunt and pretend that he's going to pull them off... but then he does do it and her eyes darken.

perched on her forearms, she looks at him with a smile. ] Yes.

[ there's no point in denying it. she knows a few of the veins beneath her eyes are crackling to the surface of her skin.

dressed now in only her stockings and garter belt, katherine tries to press her thighs together in a bid to be extra difficult. ]

( of course she'd be extra difficult. stefan actually expects it and he's kind of glad for it because it makes this little game that much more exciting.

he doesn't try and force them apart yet but he does reach to put a hand on her knee, eyeing her expectantly. )

If you want me to go down on you, you have to make room, Katherine.

( she does want that, right? she wants him to prove that he finds her beautiful and what better way to do it? )

[ even when he says that, she doesn't open her legs for him. she may let him shift her leg a little, but she keeps her thighs together and looks up at him with a grin she tries to suppress. maybe she should make this easier for him so he can do for her something he hasn't done in over a century... but she's waited 145 years for him. she can wait a few more minutes. ]

Is that how you're going to show me?

[ that she's beautiful. she's not going to say that.

but she knows the answer, and she wants to hear him say it, even if it embarrasses her or makes her feel slightly vulnerable. ]

It's one of the ways.

( so yes, yes he is. it's one of the ways he wants to show her. it won't be the only way if he gets what he wants but it's definitely a good start. )

It's one of the ways that I want to show you that you're beautiful.

( did he get the words right, there? )

[ maybe if he had simply settled for a singular "yes", she'd let her legs fall open for him. instead, her heart races in her chest, and she knows that no matter what she does, he'll hear it loud and clear. being difficult ceases being her priority for the moment.

arching her brow, she tilts her head to the side as she regards him. ] One of the ways?

[ she does realise she only has herself to blame for this. if she hadn't asked him if this was the way he was going to show her, he never would've felt inclined to answer this way. ]

You do realize that I want to do more than just that, right?

( why wouldn't he? she's done more than that to him and while he's been happy to take and enjoy, he likes giving as well and he hasn't really had the chance. )

That okay with you?

( considering how loud her heart is right now, he can guess it is. )

[ she hates how her heart is so loud and continues to be. he's the boy she's always wanted and he's proposing to go down on her like it's the only thing he can think about. it's in these moments that she's reminded she's still a young girl who holds love in high esteem.

narrowing her eyes slightly, she pretends she needs to read his expression when really she doesn't want to come off overly eager. then, she lets her legs relax and fall open, feeling like her bravado is slowly slipping into nervousness. ]

I guess that's okay. [ she gives him a little shrug. scrunching up her face, she feigns a whistful sigh and teases, ] I hardly remember what you were like. It's been so long; maybe you sucked at it.

[ she remembers him all too vividly. ]

Maybe I did.

( but he's pretty sure she'd been happy with his skills back then even if he'd been young and a little unsure. she hadn't made him feel stupid or slow for being inexperienced and he thinks he remembers her enjoying herself.

stefan sits up on his knees a bit, rubbing his hands up and down her legs, fingers raking gently against the inside of her thighs. )

But maybe I didn't.

[ when he rakes his fingers gently against her, katherine begins to relax. it makes her feel slightly ticklish and she does tense, but she ultimately removes the tension in her legs as she gives him a once-over, from his shorts still wrapped around his thighs that he hasn't deemed important enough to remove to his hair that needs to be mussed a little more. ]

It seems to me that we should confirm that. And obviously fix it if you do happen to suck.

[ despite being as old as she is, she simultaneously feels excited and nervous to have stefan between her legs again after so long. she honestly feels like a girl whoo's infatuated with a boy who has no idea and never will. ]

Well, I'm going to suck something.

( that was a terrible line but stefan doesn't care. stefan rubs his hands against her knees before leaning down and dropping a kiss against her skin, moving slower down towards her thigh.

he peers up at her, a slight smile on his face. )

Say please, Katherine. Tell me you want this. Or ask me for it.

[ breathing turning shallow, her mouth seems to go dry with how he ventures slowly down her leg. it goes dry because of what he says, too. there's something about stefan being confident enough to take control that not only makes her wet but feel just a touch safe, too.

she lets him. there's no struggle for dominance here from her.

leaning back on her arms a little, she looks down at him with her gaze temporarily unfocused. she shakes her head a little, knowing she won't be saying please because he asked for it.

softly, ] You know I want it.

That's not what I asked, Katherine.

( just for that, he bites that sensitive, thin skin of her thigh. she'd given him control and he's going to take it because he doesn't know if he'll get that chance anytime soon.

and he doesn't know if he'll feel as good as he does when he does get the chance. so, he's taking advantage and he's going to try and get her to do exactly what he wants. )

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