( he would, of course, be the driver she needed but he's just amused by how much she insists on taking his car or have him drive her around in his car. )
And yet, if I don't wake up with you, I wake up and my car's gone. Always my car. Never your car or the motorcycle. Always my car.
[ she shrugs carelessly. ] I don't know how to use a motorcycle.
[ she's still not completely sold on it being the best mode of transportation when he has a very sexy car that she can drive herself around in. the motorcycle ruins her hair and dictates her shopping to be very, very minimal.
smiling mischievously at him, she brushes her fingers through the hair at the nape of his neck. ] And your car is sexy. A lot of people look at me when I drive it.
( he's not jealous, he just hadn't known that was happening. and while he wants to know who looks at her and how they're looking, he doesn't go that far. he doesn't need to know all that. not really. )
Is that really the only reason you take it? Because you like that people look at you?
[ katherine looks like she's going to say yes, that is the only reason why she takes it. but she glances over his shoulder and grits her teeth for a moment. ] I like taking it because it's your stupid car.
[ don't make a big deal out of it, stefan. she likes it because it's his, and she likes stefan a lot. one plus one. it's a very easy question to understand in her humble opinion.
looking at him pointedly, she teases, ] And people look at me when I'm driving it because it's a pretentious sports car.
[ does he really want an honest answer to that? it's like pulling teeth to admit that she likes his things because she likes him.
but he does have a point. katherine lives to prove him wrong, and if he wants to hear her say she likes something of his without seeming to struggle to accept that she does, then that's fine. she'll give it to him.
she looks at him pointedly and smiles. ] I like your cock. [ she'll let that settle for a moment. considering she's still sitting astride him with him inside of her, she thinks there's no evidence to support otherwise. ] Did that seem like I was pulling teeth?
[ while that's going to come back and bite her in the ass inevitably, it's the truth. ]
( okay, he doesn't expect her to say that so when she does, he jolts a little and shifts. he doesn't think he's going to get hard for a little while but he's still inside of her and she's still warm around him so his body reacts. )
No, because that's something physical. We're always going to be good at that. But say something else. Say you like something else about me that isn't a part of my body or something I do when we have sex.
[ he moves and she remembers just how sensitive she is. she presses her fingers a little harder into the back of his neck as if that's capable of stopping him from shifting too much.
she thinks she knows why he's asking, which is why she doesn't outright ask him why he wants to know. isn't this enough?
looking over his head, she bites her bottom lip in annoyance as she does her best not to appear like what she's about to say is the equivalent of pulling teeth. she wants to prove him wrong. she's going to prove him wrong.
it's why she takes her time and convinces herself it's okay to admit it. the worst he can do is not give it to her.
making sure she looks at him, she takes a moment to guarantee she won't glance away. ] I like it when you hold me.
( stefan's honestly not sure if she's going to do it. he watches her steel herself, watches her psych herself up and waits patiently.
he's not sure what he's thinking she'll say but it's not that. it's not that but he smiles, a little wider than usual and leans forward to kiss her gently.
it means she shifts and moves inside of her again, drawing a light gasp from him but he has to kiss her. )
[ she honestly doesn't know what she had expected. stefan to reject her? laugh in her face? the reason she acts like it's pulling teeth when she admits anything that she likes is because of that ridiculous fear. what if someone decides to take that away from her now that she's confessed she likes it?
katherine does her best not to smile, but the tension in her does disappear. she lets out a quiet breath as her shoulders seem to slump. ]
Well... [ she looks down at him and lets her fingers brush against his neck in a very mini and gentle massage. ] Maybe you should do it.
[ did he really expect her to ask him if he could please hold her right now? pfft. ]
[ tilting her head to the side, she furrows her brow and peers down at him. ]
What does it mean?
[ oh, katherine knows exactly what it means, but she wants him to say it. it's another thing she likes about him, how she likes the feeling of him being inside of her. all she wants is for him to stay there until he grows soft and slips out... but maybe she can have that wish some other time.
sometimes it's incredible to her how he's matured and grown jaded over the last century, but he's still the sweet, blushing boy he was in 1864. ]
( because right now they were still connected and while he can hold her like this, he doesn't know if that's what she wants. they're not stretched out in his bed and he can't tangle himself up completely with her. )
Unless you know of a way for me to stay like this and still hold you?
My knees are starting to go numb. [ she pouts, not liking that at all. the one time she doesn't want to be human with him and it's because of the fact she can't stay seated upon him like this.
she doesn't get off of him immediately. pursing her lips thoughtfully for a moment, katherine taps her fingers against his shoulders. she lifts a hand to muss up his hair, unable to help herself now that she can touch him however she likes, whenever she likes.
with her hand returning to his shoulder, she gently pushes at him. ] Lie back.
( he eases himself down carefully, trying not to jostle her too much while he lowers himself down. he's not sure if she's going to try and stay connected to him while he lays down or if she's going to move but he's fine either way.
he sighs, stretching out a bit and looking up at her quietly. )
[ katherine stretches herself over him and lies down on his chest, pressing her cheek against his shoulder. it may not be the way he wanted to hold her, but at least he's still inside of her this way. she relaxes her legs and shifts them so that she can extend them along with his. she moves a little and feels him shift as a result, but there's still the stark, physical reminder of him being there.
lifting her head, she rests her arms against his chest and peers down at him. ] Is this okay?
[ it's fine if it's not. she has an idea of how to give them what they both want, even if it means repositioning. she's the woman with numerous plans, after all. ]
[ she has a feeling she could put a pillow on his chest and refuse to look at him, and it'd still be considered good for him.
katherine leans into his touch, liking the fact that he's playing with her hair. it probably looks a mess, but she doesn't think to say that—she's starting to learn that giving him openings like that means he's going to take advantage of them.
playfully, ] Well, I'm great, so what does that make you?
Considering I got shot earlier, I'm feeling pretty great myself.
( he knows he hasn't really thought about what happened, why it happened, and processed the whole thing but what else is new? he hasn't processed a lot of things that have happened to him.
he smiles up at katherine, tangling his fingers in her hair and sighing. )
[ she can't help but roll her eyes. even though she definitely loves being told these things, it's still so strange to have stefan being so flirty and cute with her.
she's enjoying it, though. ]
Good. [ she brushes her fingers against his collarbone, busying herself with dusting his skin as if he has blood specks still on him. unlike her, he's washed himself pretty well. ] I would be very upset if you weren't feeling good after all of that.
[ all she wants is for stefan to feel better. even though she can't take away his pain when it comes to being shot by his father, she can only hope that she's made the aftermath better. he did for her.
( this would probably hit him emotionally later on as most things did and maybe he'd try and talk to her about it or maybe he'd bury it down like they both did with almost everything else.
but it doesn't matter. what matters to stefan is that she's here and she's warm and she's done so much for him tonight. he's grateful and in her debt and just...considering himself very lucky. )
You make me feel good. ( she can just deal with is compliments. )
[ it's a good thing she can now just fall into his chest. katherine shakes her head and makes an amused noise, and proceeds to do just that. with her cheek against his collarbone, she brushes her fingers against his shoulder, sweeping them back and forth as she listens to his very steady heartbeat. only for a very short time did it sound very faint and very, very unreliable. she wishes to only hear that steady drum beat loudly each and every time she sees him. ]
I'd say that's because you're still inside of me, but... [ she sighs, very clearly relenting. she could be difficult or she could be easy... after the ordeal he's faced, she wants it to be easy. ] Good. [ playfully, ] You make me feel great.
I'd say that's because I'm still inside of you, but...
( he smiles down at her because what's good for the goose and all. she'd been the one to keep them together when she'd laid down and he wasn't about to move so he could slip out.
he likes the feeling just as much as she does. )
But I'm glad you feel great. I like knowing that. ( and that he was maybe partially responsible. )
[ she shoves at his shoulder gently and covers her mouth with her hand, not wanting him to see how she's smiling. she feels like she's smiled more with him in the past few weeks than she has in half a century. pressing her fingers down against the corners of her lips, she finds that she can't stifle that smile.
letting her hand drop down to rest against him, she tries to appear haughty and fails. ]
I like you like this. [ she rests her hand on his shoulder again and taps her fingers twice. she lies down against him so he can't see her face and she can return to hearing his heart thump and his blood rush beneath his skin. ] You're very cute when you're being obnoxiously cheeky.
Are you saying that I'm not cute in other situations?
( he can't help but smile at her smile. she seems to be trying to hide it which he knows is just something she's going to do but he can still see it, sense it, and that's enough for him. )
I would have thought I was since you keep sleeping with me.
( if she liked him when he was being cheeky, he'd try it out a little more. )
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( he would, of course, be the driver she needed but he's just amused by how much she insists on taking his car or have him drive her around in his car. )
And yet, if I don't wake up with you, I wake up and my car's gone. Always my car. Never your car or the motorcycle. Always my car.
( whatcha gonna say to that, katherine? )
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[ she's still not completely sold on it being the best mode of transportation when he has a very sexy car that she can drive herself around in. the motorcycle ruins her hair and dictates her shopping to be very, very minimal.
smiling mischievously at him, she brushes her fingers through the hair at the nape of his neck. ] And your car is sexy. A lot of people look at me when I drive it.
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( he's not jealous, he just hadn't known that was happening. and while he wants to know who looks at her and how they're looking, he doesn't go that far. he doesn't need to know all that. not really. )
Is that really the only reason you take it? Because you like that people look at you?
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[ don't make a big deal out of it, stefan. she likes it because it's his, and she likes stefan a lot. one plus one. it's a very easy question to understand in her humble opinion.
looking at him pointedly, she teases, ] And people look at me when I'm driving it because it's a pretentious sports car.
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( is it really that bad to like him? he likes her. he's tried to say as much but he doesn't think it's really permeated. )
You can take my car whenever you want, Katherine. I don't mind.
( as long as she doesn't run it into a lake. )
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but he does have a point. katherine lives to prove him wrong, and if he wants to hear her say she likes something of his without seeming to struggle to accept that she does, then that's fine. she'll give it to him.
she looks at him pointedly and smiles. ] I like your cock. [ she'll let that settle for a moment. considering she's still sitting astride him with him inside of her, she thinks there's no evidence to support otherwise. ] Did that seem like I was pulling teeth?
[ while that's going to come back and bite her in the ass inevitably, it's the truth. ]
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No, because that's something physical. We're always going to be good at that. But say something else. Say you like something else about me that isn't a part of my body or something I do when we have sex.
( come on, katherine, show him what you've got. )
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she thinks she knows why he's asking, which is why she doesn't outright ask him why he wants to know. isn't this enough?
looking over his head, she bites her bottom lip in annoyance as she does her best not to appear like what she's about to say is the equivalent of pulling teeth. she wants to prove him wrong. she's going to prove him wrong.
it's why she takes her time and convinces herself it's okay to admit it. the worst he can do is not give it to her.
making sure she looks at him, she takes a moment to guarantee she won't glance away. ] I like it when you hold me.
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he's not sure what he's thinking she'll say but it's not that. it's not that but he smiles, a little wider than usual and leans forward to kiss her gently.
it means she shifts and moves inside of her again, drawing a light gasp from him but he has to kiss her. )
I like holding you.
( so, it works out, doesn't it? )
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katherine does her best not to smile, but the tension in her does disappear. she lets out a quiet breath as her shoulders seem to slump. ]
Well... [ she looks down at him and lets her fingers brush against his neck in a very mini and gentle massage. ] Maybe you should do it.
[ did he really expect her to ask him if he could please hold her right now? pfft. ]
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( stefan nods down at where their hips are still pressed together before looking back up at her. )
I probably have to move and that means — ( well, he's going to have to slip out of her so he can lay down and properly hold her. )
But I want to hold you.
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What does it mean?
[ oh, katherine knows exactly what it means, but she wants him to say it. it's another thing she likes about him, how she likes the feeling of him being inside of her. all she wants is for him to stay there until he grows soft and slips out... but maybe she can have that wish some other time.
sometimes it's incredible to her how he's matured and grown jaded over the last century, but he's still the sweet, blushing boy he was in 1864. ]
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( because right now they were still connected and while he can hold her like this, he doesn't know if that's what she wants. they're not stretched out in his bed and he can't tangle himself up completely with her. )
Unless you know of a way for me to stay like this and still hold you?
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she doesn't get off of him immediately. pursing her lips thoughtfully for a moment, katherine taps her fingers against his shoulders. she lifts a hand to muss up his hair, unable to help herself now that she can touch him however she likes, whenever she likes.
with her hand returning to his shoulder, she gently pushes at him. ] Lie back.
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( he eases himself down carefully, trying not to jostle her too much while he lowers himself down. he's not sure if she's going to try and stay connected to him while he lays down or if she's going to move but he's fine either way.
he sighs, stretching out a bit and looking up at her quietly. )
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lifting her head, she rests her arms against his chest and peers down at him. ] Is this okay?
[ it's fine if it's not. she has an idea of how to give them what they both want, even if it means repositioning. she's the woman with numerous plans, after all. ]
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( he's mostly concerned with her because she's sensitive, much more so than he is so if this is comfortable for her, it's comfortable for him.
so, once she settles down, he stays as still as he can to make sure she's good before he brings his hand up and starts stroking it through her hair. )
As long as you're good, I'm good.
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katherine leans into his touch, liking the fact that he's playing with her hair. it probably looks a mess, but she doesn't think to say that—she's starting to learn that giving him openings like that means he's going to take advantage of them.
playfully, ] Well, I'm great, so what does that make you?
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( he knows he hasn't really thought about what happened, why it happened, and processed the whole thing but what else is new? he hasn't processed a lot of things that have happened to him.
he smiles up at katherine, tangling his fingers in her hair and sighing. )
Must be your influence.
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she's enjoying it, though. ]
Good. [ she brushes her fingers against his collarbone, busying herself with dusting his skin as if he has blood specks still on him. unlike her, he's washed himself pretty well. ] I would be very upset if you weren't feeling good after all of that.
[ all she wants is for stefan to feel better. even though she can't take away his pain when it comes to being shot by his father, she can only hope that she's made the aftermath better. he did for her.
she bows her head to kiss his collarbone. ]
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( this would probably hit him emotionally later on as most things did and maybe he'd try and talk to her about it or maybe he'd bury it down like they both did with almost everything else.
but it doesn't matter. what matters to stefan is that she's here and she's warm and she's done so much for him tonight. he's grateful and in her debt and just...considering himself very lucky. )
You make me feel good. ( she can just deal with is compliments. )
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I'd say that's because you're still inside of me, but... [ she sighs, very clearly relenting. she could be difficult or she could be easy... after the ordeal he's faced, she wants it to be easy. ] Good. [ playfully, ] You make me feel great.
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( he smiles down at her because what's good for the goose and all. she'd been the one to keep them together when she'd laid down and he wasn't about to move so he could slip out.
he likes the feeling just as much as she does. )
But I'm glad you feel great. I like knowing that. ( and that he was maybe partially responsible. )
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letting her hand drop down to rest against him, she tries to appear haughty and fails. ]
I like you like this. [ she rests her hand on his shoulder again and taps her fingers twice. she lies down against him so he can't see her face and she can return to hearing his heart thump and his blood rush beneath his skin. ] You're very cute when you're being obnoxiously cheeky.
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( he can't help but smile at her smile. she seems to be trying to hide it which he knows is just something she's going to do but he can still see it, sense it, and that's enough for him. )
I would have thought I was since you keep sleeping with me.
( if she liked him when he was being cheeky, he'd try it out a little more. )
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