restroom | ( open general rp post )

Your shoulders?

( he knows he'd paid a lot of attention to her shoulders earlier but if she needs more, he can move to shift closer, throwing one leg over her waist and leaning over to press his hands against her shoulders.

he moves slowly at first, just barely kneading the muscles there while he sits above her. )

Good?

[ what had been the next step in her plan was to get him to straddle her. seems like stefan's a step ahead for once. katherine smiles into the back of her hands. ]

Hm.

[ she lifts her head and reaches a hand back to brush her hair over her shoulders and away from her back. coming back to her position, she sighs. ]

A little harder and further down, please.

How much further?

( he hums the words out, concentrating his attention on her shoulders for a few seconds before he starts dragging his nails slowly down lower against her.

he stops, pressing into her muscles there, kneading firmly. )

There?

[ she arches her back into his hands, letting out a contented moan. it's been a long time since anyone's bothered to touch her like this and she's even allowed anyone to touch her.

taking her time to enjoy his hands on her back, she closes her eyes for a moment. the fact that it's stefan's hands makes it all the more better. she wants them to stay where they are, but she has a plan in mind and she intends to see it through.

she murmurs, ] Lower.

Lower.

( stefan murmurs the word and nods, sliding his hands lower on her back until he's at the spot just above her ass.

he presses his hands into her and massages firmly. )

How's that feel? Good?

Very good.

[ she stretches her legs and melts into the bed, taking a moment to close her eyes and enjoy the feeling of his hands on her back. katherine knows where she wants him to go, and that's beneath where her dress is bunched around her waist. ]

But I think it'd feel better if you went lower.

Lower, hm?

( stefan knows where she wants him to touch and he smirks to himself, pressing his fingers against her back for a few moments longer before he does move down and cups her ass, squeezing and kneading slowly. )

[ she hums happily low in her throat. she spreads her legs slightly and as much as she can with him sitting on top of her, and arches her hips slightly off the bed. ]

That feels nice.

[ he could literally just pat her shoulder and she would have the same reaction. she takes a moment to enjoy his hands before she decides she wants more.

she frowns and lifts her head to glance over her shoulder at him. ]

But is my dress in the way? I feel like it is.

It might be. It is stopping me from touching your skin in some specific places.

( so, maybe they should take it off, right? he reaches for the sides of her dress and gives it a tug. )

Can you lift up a little so I can take it off?

[ when she thinks he might act shy, he takes her by surprise. katherine does as he asks, looking straight ahead and lifting her hips up while resting her weight on her elbows. ]

You're a very good masseuse.

[ and she's grateful that his hands are on her body and no one else's. when he pulls her dress off her hips, he'll be leaving her in her black lace panties. always black. ]

( always black. he knows she owns colors when it comes to her clothes but when it comes to her undergarments?

always black. even he remembers that from 1864. he works her dress off easily and then, before his confidence escapes him, leans down and presses an open mouthed kiss against the small of her back.

it might not be touching her or massaging her but he thinks she'll like it all the same. )

[ lying back down on the bed, she wriggles slightly before she stills. she makes a pleased sound in the back of her throat as she rests her cheek on her hands and peers down the length of her body. ]

I'm ticklish.

[ but she doesn't try and buck him away. she makes herself relax and lets out a low moan. ]

Are you?

( is that a sign that he should stop? because he doesn't. he bends back down and licks her back, moving his tongue halfway up her spine before stopping. )

Still ticklish?

[ she squirms beneath him but makes no efforts to shuffle out from beneath him or buck him off. his attention on her is something she likes and selfishly wants for the rest of the night, even if it means she remains on her stomach and he sits on her for most of it.

she laughs, ] Yes.

[ burrowing her face into her hands, she lifts her head and smiles, wiggling her toes before she stills completely. ]

Very. [ pushing herself up on her arms, she glances over her shoulder at him with a furrowed brow. ] Promise you won't tell anyone?

Who would I tell? There's no one here but you and me.

( and he wasn't going to call someone up and tell them that katherine was ticklish. they didn't need to know that and he doesn't want to stop what he's doing to get on the phone and tell them.

this is for them. )

If you're ticklish, do you want me to stop? ( or does she want him to keep going? )

No.

[ she says it quietly.

that's a stupid question to ask and so very stefan. she shifts her hips up slightly and tries to subtly slow down her racing heartbeat. she knows what she wants but she doesn't want to frighten him by asking for it. this is so new for them both, and considering how innocent he had been in inviting her over for sex, she does want to honour that while still acting like a bull. ]

I don't want you to stop.

Good.

( and he keeps mouthing at her back, nuzzling against one of her hips before he decides that payback is necessary.

he sits up, straddling her a little more fully and then he presses his hips down against her ass, holding himself there and moaning. )

[ katherine relaxes somewhat with him kissing her back. her guard lowers, not expecting him to take it any further—he seems shy at the idea of seeing her naked after a century and a half. him straddling her and having pulled off her dress seems to be as far as he'll go without her encouragement, which is fine by her.

then she jolts and gasps, her heartbeat picking up quickly as she feels him rock into her ass. ]

Are you enjoying yourself? [ she hates how breathless she sounds, but she keeps her head tilted upward as she waits in anticipation for him to do it again. ]

Uh huh.

( he really is. this is kind of a messy, fumbling way to enjoy himself but he definitely feels good.

he thrusts forward, letting his cock slide against her ass (shorts be damned) and shuddering. )

Are you?

[ it's a little hard to widen her legs when he's straddling her, but katherine tries and arches her hips up slightly. his shudder goes through her as she keeps her head lifted and her fingers gripping his sheets roughly. ]

Yes.

[ she's not sure if she's grateful that her panties are still on. ]

What did you plan for today? You must've fantasised something.

[ there's really no point in pretending that they're not in this house far away from everything and half-naked on his bed because they're going to give each other platonic massages. she'd let it go for a little while, but she wants his sex invitation to be at the forefront now. ]

I don't know if there was anything specific. I just wanted —

( he presses his hips down against hers again, shuddering and mumbling her name before easing back and going back to trying to massage her back. )

I just wanted to touch you and have you above me and underneath me. I wanted us to just be...together. Tangled up and all.

[ as hard as she might try to keep her breathing even, she whimpers when he presses his hips into her ass. she misses the pressure almost instantly and tries to relax beneath his hands despite the fact she's anticipating for when he thrusts into her again. ]

How romantic of you.

[ she doesn't say it derisively. she arches her chest into the bed and digs her toes into the sheets as she stretches her legs nice and straight. ]

My hips hurt. [ she pouts, wanting to hear it in her voice. ] Maybe you can rub them?

Your hips? Why do they hurt?

( he knows they don't hurt. he knows what she's asking for and he's more than willing to comply.

he reaches for her hips, rubbing slow circles against them with his palms. )

How's that?

Hmm.

[ she hums softly and ensures to make it sound as uncertain as possible. his hands feel so good on any part of her, but katherine has a plan and his hands on her underwear as he rubs her hips is not a part of the plan. ]

I can barely feel it.

[ she shifts her hips up and makes a concerning noise. ]

It's like something's blocking your hands...

Something's blocking my hands?

( oh, whatever could that be. stefan looks down and all he finds is her underwear which...if she doesn't mean that, he has no idea what to do.

so, he hooks his fingers in her panties and gives them a tug but not to remove them. )

This what's in my way?

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