[ 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. )
[ pursing her lips together, she takes a moment to mull over her answer and shakes her head. ] Nah.
[ she's been sleeping with him lately since it's a communication method that seems to work best for them right now. she can say how much she wants him and even needs him with the press of her body rather than words. but she chooses to because he's cute and funny and sexy, and he makes her feel safe. it's that feeling she runs to and sometimes away from. ]
That's all, huh? I'm just handsome? You don't like anything else about me?
( stefan's very aware that's a lie so his words are more playful than anything. she might not want to admit it to him but he knows she likes more than just that.
there's way too much history between them for this just to be physical. )
[ she chuckles. ] You're awfully eager to fish this evening. [ she sounds incredibly amused. when was the last time stefan ever fished for a compliment? she can't remember him doing it in 1864 and she severely doubts he would have developed a habit for it over the last century. if anything, she's gleaned from what he's told her that no one takes the time to compliment him.
reaching her hand to brush her fingers against his jawline, she starts to trace his face again. it's becoming one of her favourite pastimes. ]
I think you're handsome and I like it when you hold me. Isn't that enough?
( usually, it would be enough. just hearing that makes him smile but...well, he's had a hard night and he thinks he's allowed to fish for compliments in the hopes that she'll open up a little more. )
No.
( he shakes his head at her, trying to stifle a smile. )
[ oh, good. he's not being his usual self and denying himself the pleasure of being appreciated. even though complimenting him when it's tied to her has proven difficult, katherine does know he's been through an ordeal tonight. all she wants to do is ensure he knows someone wants him as he is.
she brushes her fingers against his mouth as if she can tease that smile out. ] I still like this. [ his mouth, that is. it's one feature she'll always like, no matter what. she preoccupies herself with tracing his lips and then his chin and jawline for a moment. ]
I like your smile. [ her voice lacks any playfulness, lowering in tone and accidentally shifting into something far more thoughtful. ] It always brightens up the room.
( he's surprised but pleasantly so. he can't say that he expected that to he the compliment she gave him but he doesn't hate it either. he just...smiles underneath her fingers and shakes his head. )
It doesn't do that.
( light up the room, he means. maybe it's nice but he's never thought of his smile as something that's that good. )
[ of course he'd say that. katherine rolls her eyes good-naturedly. she lets her hand fall away from his face as she folds her arms against his chest again. ]
It does. Maybe not for you… [ if it did so for him, then he'd be just as egotistical as damon. but it had been the case in 1864 and it's still the case now, which makes it all the harder for her to wedge distance between them when he smiles because of her.
shrugging a shoulder, her tone quietens. ] But it does.
[ knowing he's bound to be all stefan about it, she's quick to brush it off. she pointedly looks down at him. ] And if you're not going to accept the compliment, then you're not getting any more.
You know, that's really the whole pot kettle thing, Katherine. You never want to accept the compliment when I say you're beautiful but I'm supposed to accept yours?
[ she knows he's going to pry and ask why. why is it different? how can it be different? she's sure he means it—stefan doesn't say anything he doesn't mean—but she knows she doesn't deserve it.
rolling her eyes, she looks displeased. ] But fine. Accept my compliment first.
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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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[ she's been sleeping with him lately since it's a communication method that seems to work best for them right now. she can say how much she wants him and even needs him with the press of her body rather than words. but she chooses to because he's cute and funny and sexy, and he makes her feel safe. it's that feeling she runs to and sometimes away from. ]
I think you're handsome, but that's all.
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( stefan's very aware that's a lie so his words are more playful than anything. she might not want to admit it to him but he knows she likes more than just that.
there's way too much history between them for this just to be physical. )
Feeling's mutual.
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reaching her hand to brush her fingers against his jawline, she starts to trace his face again. it's becoming one of her favourite pastimes. ]
I think you're handsome and I like it when you hold me. Isn't that enough?
[ she's hopeful his answer is no. ]
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No.
( he shakes his head at her, trying to stifle a smile. )
I need more. Please tell me more.
( feed him nice words, katherine. )
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she brushes her fingers against his mouth as if she can tease that smile out. ] I still like this. [ his mouth, that is. it's one feature she'll always like, no matter what. she preoccupies herself with tracing his lips and then his chin and jawline for a moment. ]
I like your smile. [ her voice lacks any playfulness, lowering in tone and accidentally shifting into something far more thoughtful. ] It always brightens up the room.
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( he's surprised but pleasantly so. he can't say that he expected that to he the compliment she gave him but he doesn't hate it either. he just...smiles underneath her fingers and shakes his head. )
It doesn't do that.
( light up the room, he means. maybe it's nice but he's never thought of his smile as something that's that good. )
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It does. Maybe not for you… [ if it did so for him, then he'd be just as egotistical as damon. but it had been the case in 1864 and it's still the case now, which makes it all the harder for her to wedge distance between them when he smiles because of her.
shrugging a shoulder, her tone quietens. ] But it does.
[ knowing he's bound to be all stefan about it, she's quick to brush it off. she pointedly looks down at him. ] And if you're not going to accept the compliment, then you're not getting any more.
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( that's not very fair, is it? )
You accept my compliments and I'll accept yours?
( how about that as a deal? )
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[ she knows he's going to pry and ask why. why is it different? how can it be different? she's sure he means it—stefan doesn't say anything he doesn't mean—but she knows she doesn't deserve it.
rolling her eyes, she looks displeased. ] But fine. Accept my compliment first.
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