( when she shoves his shoulder, he rolls onto his back easily, tucking an arm behind his head to prop himself up while he watches her bend down to kiss his chest.
it doesn't hurt and he doesn't even think he's sensitive there but he still shivers, closing his eyes and pressing his head back into his pillow. )
I'm okay. ( just in case she needs to hear it again. he's okay. he's healed and he feels fine now. )
[ katherine lifts her head so she can look down at him, pleased at the sight of him enjoying himself with just a simple kiss. she does remember how he had confessed holding her hand was as raunchy of a fantasy as she was going to get... sometimes she wonders if that has changed. she's been a little too afraid to ask.
the bed shifts beneath her as she straddles his legs, resting her hands on his hips. peering down at him, she declares, ] And I'm going to make you feel more than okay.
[ she lets her hands slowly slide up the length of his chest as she bows her head and lowers herself, coming to kiss his abdomen. ]
[ humming for a moment against his chest, she pushes herself up so that she's sitting at her full height. her hands remain low on his abdomen. ]
Well, there are a few ways... [ she draws a random shape with her fingertips against his skin. uncaring of how her hair falls over her chest and arms, katherine shifts against his legs so that she can feel comfortable on her perch. tilting her head to the side, she plays coy, ] I could do it with my hands... my mouth... or maybe something else. [ smirking, she lets her hands drift to his hipbones. ]
[ she rolls her eyes good-naturedly and sighs. ] This is your one chance to choose what you want.
[ and he still doesn't. either stefan is super self-conscious of his choice or... he's not picky at all. she remembers how simply being with her was enough for him. that's what had made him so intoxicating to be with... and so intimidating at the same time.
he is, after all, the man who just wants to hold her hand. he believes that's the equivalent of her fantasy of pegging him.
still, she wants to see him squirm. lowering her head ever so slightly so that he can tug her hair again if he likes, she taps her fingers almost impatiently against his hips. ] A blowjob, a handjob, or being ridden. [ while the arch of her brow may appear more intimidating and challenging, katherine's amused. ] You really don't have a preference right now?
[ even though she's going to ignore the way she responds, she flushes. the way he stutters is so reminiscent of the boy he once was, and the way he can just make everything stop with a few simple words that would otherwise feel trite coming from someone else...
she sits a little taller and may arch her chest out a little intentionally. ]
I've decided what will make you feel much better.
[ she's not going to tell him, no. he can just watch it all unravel.
katherine lets one of her hands slide away from his hip and to the crease of his thigh, lightly brushing her fingers against the side of his cock. she keeps her gaze on him, wanting to feign innocence as she gently traces the length of him with the lightest touch of her fingertips. she'll wrap her fingers around him in a moment to start stroking him slowly, but for now, she just wants to enjoy being slow and gentle. ]
You have? That doesn't surprise me considering you're very decisive.
( and he's very eager to both see what she's decided and how he's going to react. he knows he'll like it but he just really wants to remind himself of good things, of good touches, of the fact that people do like him.
this person specifically. )
You're not going to tell me, are you? ( but she does touch him and he does inhale sharply, biting down on his lip again. )
[ she moves her hand up and down his cock slowly, almost absently as she peers down at him. she could tell him what she wants to do, but then he'll be anticipating it and she much prefers to surprise him. there's also the very high chance of him trying to talk her out of it, rattling about something like being undeserving or it simply being too much.
whatever she chooses to do, it's not born out of any belief that him being shot is her responsibility. she just wants him to feel good.
shrugging as innocently as she can muster, she sighs. ] You'll just have to lie back and enjoy yourself.
( as curious as he is, he's also eager to be surprised. he doesn't know what to expect because she's really given him no hints. she'd given him three choices but nothing about her body language says what she's going to choose to do.
he moans a little, trying to lift his hips into her hand though he's slow about it, not trying to force the issue. he just wants to feel a little more of her. )
[ that's what he keeps saying. even though that's very much how she feels, she thinks her consistently touching him and demanding he either roll onto his back or lean against something is proof enough that she enjoys herself with him, too. if he was standing, she'd be on her knees once again to show him just how much she enjoys having him bare and present with her.
with her heartbeat's pace increasing, she figures that that's enough of a response for him. ]
Hm.
[ encouraged by the light thrusting of his hips, she wants him to buck them up a little higher. katherine lowers her gaze to his lips before her head bows. with her hand grasping the base of him, she dips her head low enough so that she can suck on the head of his cock. her loose hair obscures his view. ]
( the combination of her mouth on his cock and the way her hair tickles his skin makes him squirm and shiver. he doesn't arch into her mouth though, able to control himself from that standpoint. )
I can hear your heart racing.
( his was doing the same thing, though, and he knows it. )
[ as much as katherine wants to point out that his heart is trying to outpace hers, she doesn't. she takes this as an invitation to take him a little further between her lips. unlike the other times where she's had his cock in her mouth, she doesn't immediately take most, if not the entire length of him in.
this is her way of trying to make him feel a little better. she's not interested in making him completely boneless and incapable of remembering his own name, even though that would be a bonus.
she ensures to moan, wanting him to feel that vibration and have it knock the air right out of his lungs. ]
( god, he doesn't...he doesn't think he's ever going to get over how good this feels. she's always been good at this and though he hadn't been able to experience it in years, he's felt it a lot lately and it still feels as good as the first time.
he squirms, moaning at how she descends slowly down on his cock and takes his breath away. he sucks in several breaths, trying to breathe, trying to focus but then she moans and he curses out loud.
she's barely even started and he's already losing his mind. )
[ as long as stefan's focusing on how good he feels and not what transpired tonight, then she thinks that's a win. all she wants is for him to feel good. ignore what his father said, not focus on how he'd felt seeing him and what had happened after—she selfishly wants him to think and focus on the now.
she smiles around him, ascending along the length of him so that she can kiss and then suck the head of his cock. she moves her hand along the length of him, peering up at him for a moment. his racing heartbeat and moans are the only encouragement she needs to know that he's feeling as good as she wants him to.
shifting where she's straddling his legs, katherine holds him at his base again and lowers her mouth down upon him slowly, taking him much deeper than she did before. remembering how it seemed to drive him a little crazy, she descends upon him until his cock hits the back of her throat. ]
( stefan isn't usually one to curse but that just calls for it. she takes him in deep deep deep until he hits the back of her throat and he squirms and shivers, hips lifting a tiny bit off the head.
his hands scrabble at the sheets, trying to find something to grip onto while he fights against the urge to thrust into her mouth. he doesn't want to hurt her or choke her. )
katherine moves up the length of him so she can breathe for a moment and smiles, wrapping her tongue around him. she takes him in deeply again, letting him hit the back of her throat. as tempted as she is to make him come this way, she only wants to torture him first.
there'll be another time for him to mingle her name with his expletives, and she most certainly wants him to say fuck again. ]
( the word strains out of him as he arches again, unable to help himself. he grabs at the sheets hard, feeling the threads ripping before he let's go and pats them down so he doesn't shred his bedding.
she was going to kill him if she kept this up but god, he's fine with that. this would be his ideal way to go though he doesn't think she's going to let him just have this.
it's too easy and she seems like she has more planned than just this. but if it is just this, he doesn't even care. )
[ she needs to table this for later or else she's not going to be able to follow through with what she has planned for him. it's very simple: she has a feeling that him coming with her mouth around his cock will be pleasurable enough, but not the thing he needs after a night like this. it's not something she needs after what's transpired.
but she does stay still as he moves within her, then she's letting him slowly slide out of her mouth. wiping her lips with the back of her hand, she breathes hard as she curves one hand around his cock again and the other against his hipbone. she doesn't waste any time in shifting herself up his body.
lifting herself on her knees, she looks down and aligns his cock with her cunt before she slowly sheathes him. ]
[ katherine doesn't move as she takes him in, allowing herself to adjust to having his cock inside of her. she has both of her hands on his abdomen as she moves along him until her hips are flushed with his.
she reaches for his hands on her hips and keeps them there for a moment, breathing out shakily and trying not to moan. ]
So do you. [ she hates how breathless that comes out, but she only wraps her fingers around his hand a little harder.
then she lets go of one of his hands so she can return her palm to his abdomen to steady herself, and then she slowly swivels her hips, moaning at how he feels when she moves against him. ]
( they were always so good at this. it was always electric and amazing when they came together and stefan was addicted to it by now.
he squeezes her hand, getting a foot flat on the bed so he can use it to lift up, to try and drive himself a little deeper and harder into her when she presses down.
when her hips meet his, he moans and then she moves, rotating a bit and taking his breath almost entirely away. he manages to gasp and tighten his grip on her hand but that's all. )
[ katherine had every intention of fucking herself on him so he could enjoy watching her be insatiable for him, but it seems like stefan, as usual, has other plans. this is meant to be something for him, to show him that someone wants him despite every little thing and person that has and does tell him otherwise.
she grinds down against his hips, wanting to feel him go impossibly deeper inside of her. tilting her head back slightly, her lips part and she moans, breath hitching as she feels him shift and move within her. she can't catch her breath or composure with how her clit rubs against the base of him. she tries to push down further to chase that sensation.
gripping his hand tightly, she moves her other hand behind her to blindly grab at his leg. she licks her lips and peers down at him. ] Don't you ever leave.
( there's nowhere else he wants to go but right here with her, in this place, in any other place. he wants to be here and he wants to be like this.
he pants her name over and over again, wishing he could sit up and kiss that promise against her lips or moan it against her skin but he can just squeeze her hand and arch his hips into hers. )
This is where I want to be.
( and he means it. his tone is breathless an rough but genuine, sincere. he's not lying. )
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( when she shoves his shoulder, he rolls onto his back easily, tucking an arm behind his head to prop himself up while he watches her bend down to kiss his chest.
it doesn't hurt and he doesn't even think he's sensitive there but he still shivers, closing his eyes and pressing his head back into his pillow. )
I'm okay. ( just in case she needs to hear it again. he's okay. he's healed and he feels fine now. )
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the bed shifts beneath her as she straddles his legs, resting her hands on his hips. peering down at him, she declares, ] And I'm going to make you feel more than okay.
[ she lets her hands slowly slide up the length of his chest as she bows her head and lowers herself, coming to kiss his abdomen. ]
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( he really hopes she's going to make him feel okay but considering she always does?
he sighs, peering down at her and smiling. )
How are you going to do that?
( considering she's sitting on top of him, he thinks he has an idea on what she's going to do and he hopes he's right. )
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Well, there are a few ways... [ she draws a random shape with her fingertips against his skin. uncaring of how her hair falls over her chest and arms, katherine shifts against his legs so that she can feel comfortable on her perch. tilting her head to the side, she plays coy, ] I could do it with my hands... my mouth... or maybe something else. [ smirking, she lets her hands drift to his hipbones. ]
Whatever will make you feel better.
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he opens his eyes, reaching up to grab the ends of her hair and give it the lightest of tugs. he smiles up at her. )
Whatever you want to do.
( he was going to put himself in her hands because he knows now that's a good place to be. )
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[ and he still doesn't. either stefan is super self-conscious of his choice or... he's not picky at all. she remembers how simply being with her was enough for him. that's what had made him so intoxicating to be with... and so intimidating at the same time.
he is, after all, the man who just wants to hold her hand. he believes that's the equivalent of her fantasy of pegging him.
still, she wants to see him squirm. lowering her head ever so slightly so that he can tug her hair again if he likes, she taps her fingers almost impatiently against his hips. ] A blowjob, a handjob, or being ridden. [ while the arch of her brow may appear more intimidating and challenging, katherine's amused. ] You really don't have a preference right now?
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( his words stutter a bit because she is right there and she is naked and he can't help but take her invitation and give her hair another tug.
he licks his lips before biting his lower one and peering up at her. )
When it comes to you, I don't have any preference at all.
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she sits a little taller and may arch her chest out a little intentionally. ]
I've decided what will make you feel much better.
[ she's not going to tell him, no. he can just watch it all unravel.
katherine lets one of her hands slide away from his hip and to the crease of his thigh, lightly brushing her fingers against the side of his cock. she keeps her gaze on him, wanting to feign innocence as she gently traces the length of him with the lightest touch of her fingertips. she'll wrap her fingers around him in a moment to start stroking him slowly, but for now, she just wants to enjoy being slow and gentle. ]
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( and he's very eager to both see what she's decided and how he's going to react. he knows he'll like it but he just really wants to remind himself of good things, of good touches, of the fact that people do like him.
this person specifically. )
You're not going to tell me, are you? ( but she does touch him and he does inhale sharply, biting down on his lip again. )
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[ she moves her hand up and down his cock slowly, almost absently as she peers down at him. she could tell him what she wants to do, but then he'll be anticipating it and she much prefers to surprise him. there's also the very high chance of him trying to talk her out of it, rattling about something like being undeserving or it simply being too much.
whatever she chooses to do, it's not born out of any belief that him being shot is her responsibility. she just wants him to feel good.
shrugging as innocently as she can muster, she sighs. ] You'll just have to lie back and enjoy yourself.
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( as curious as he is, he's also eager to be surprised. he doesn't know what to expect because she's really given him no hints. she'd given him three choices but nothing about her body language says what she's going to choose to do.
he moans a little, trying to lift his hips into her hand though he's slow about it, not trying to force the issue. he just wants to feel a little more of her. )
I always enjoy myself when I'm with you.
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with her heartbeat's pace increasing, she figures that that's enough of a response for him. ]
Hm.
[ encouraged by the light thrusting of his hips, she wants him to buck them up a little higher. katherine lowers her gaze to his lips before her head bows. with her hand grasping the base of him, she dips her head low enough so that she can suck on the head of his cock. her loose hair obscures his view. ]
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( the combination of her mouth on his cock and the way her hair tickles his skin makes him squirm and shiver. he doesn't arch into her mouth though, able to control himself from that standpoint. )
I can hear your heart racing.
( his was doing the same thing, though, and he knows it. )
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this is her way of trying to make him feel a little better. she's not interested in making him completely boneless and incapable of remembering his own name, even though that would be a bonus.
she ensures to moan, wanting him to feel that vibration and have it knock the air right out of his lungs. ]
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he squirms, moaning at how she descends slowly down on his cock and takes his breath away. he sucks in several breaths, trying to breathe, trying to focus but then she moans and he curses out loud.
she's barely even started and he's already losing his mind. )
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she smiles around him, ascending along the length of him so that she can kiss and then suck the head of his cock. she moves her hand along the length of him, peering up at him for a moment. his racing heartbeat and moans are the only encouragement she needs to know that he's feeling as good as she wants him to.
shifting where she's straddling his legs, katherine holds him at his base again and lowers her mouth down upon him slowly, taking him much deeper than she did before. remembering how it seemed to drive him a little crazy, she descends upon him until his cock hits the back of her throat. ]
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( stefan isn't usually one to curse but that just calls for it. she takes him in deep deep deep until he hits the back of her throat and he squirms and shivers, hips lifting a tiny bit off the head.
his hands scrabble at the sheets, trying to find something to grip onto while he fights against the urge to thrust into her mouth. he doesn't want to hurt her or choke her. )
Katherine, fuck. God.
( that's what she's reduced him to. )
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katherine moves up the length of him so she can breathe for a moment and smiles, wrapping her tongue around him. she takes him in deeply again, letting him hit the back of her throat. as tempted as she is to make him come this way, she only wants to torture him first.
there'll be another time for him to mingle her name with his expletives, and she most certainly wants him to say fuck again. ]
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( the word strains out of him as he arches again, unable to help himself. he grabs at the sheets hard, feeling the threads ripping before he let's go and pats them down so he doesn't shred his bedding.
she was going to kill him if she kept this up but god, he's fine with that. this would be his ideal way to go though he doesn't think she's going to let him just have this.
it's too easy and she seems like she has more planned than just this. but if it is just this, he doesn't even care. )
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but she does stay still as he moves within her, then she's letting him slowly slide out of her mouth. wiping her lips with the back of her hand, she breathes hard as she curves one hand around his cock again and the other against his hipbone. she doesn't waste any time in shifting herself up his body.
lifting herself on her knees, she looks down and aligns his cock with her cunt before she slowly sheathes him. ]
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( he arches into her, gasping and scrabbling for her hips. he hadn't expected her to do this but he realizes now he should have.
it takes him a second to get his breath back but when he does, he peers up at her, something undefinable. )
You feel so good. ( but she always does. this is something they're always going to be good at. )
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she reaches for his hands on her hips and keeps them there for a moment, breathing out shakily and trying not to moan. ]
So do you. [ she hates how breathless that comes out, but she only wraps her fingers around his hand a little harder.
then she lets go of one of his hands so she can return her palm to his abdomen to steady herself, and then she slowly swivels her hips, moaning at how he feels when she moves against him. ]
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he squeezes her hand, getting a foot flat on the bed so he can use it to lift up, to try and drive himself a little deeper and harder into her when she presses down.
when her hips meet his, he moans and then she moves, rotating a bit and taking his breath almost entirely away. he manages to gasp and tighten his grip on her hand but that's all. )
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she grinds down against his hips, wanting to feel him go impossibly deeper inside of her. tilting her head back slightly, her lips part and she moans, breath hitching as she feels him shift and move within her. she can't catch her breath or composure with how her clit rubs against the base of him. she tries to push down further to chase that sensation.
gripping his hand tightly, she moves her other hand behind her to blindly grab at his leg. she licks her lips and peers down at him. ] Don't you ever leave.
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( there's nowhere else he wants to go but right here with her, in this place, in any other place. he wants to be here and he wants to be like this.
he pants her name over and over again, wishing he could sit up and kiss that promise against her lips or moan it against her skin but he can just squeeze her hand and arch his hips into hers. )
This is where I want to be.
( and he means it. his tone is breathless an rough but genuine, sincere. he's not lying. )
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