restroom | ( open general rp post )

[ katherine grips his shoulders tightly and gasps before moaning as he's torturously slow in how he slides into her. her heart flutters in her chest as she remembers that this is the first time they've been intimate with one another since 1864. it's overwhelming to think it.

it takes her a moment to answer, and at first, she only nods. licking her lips and still nodding, she lets out a breath. ] Yes. [ she flattens her palm against his shoulders so she doesn't dig her nails uncomfortably into his skin. ]

You're perfect. [ she shifts her hips and moans at how he moves inside of her. ]

I'm not.

( he's not perfect by any stretch of the imagination. he's not but he likes to know that she sees him that way. he doesn't try and argue with her further than that.

he just starts moving, a slow pull of his hips back before he rock forwards, pressing his mouth to hers and breathing her air.

he's not perfect but maybe he doesn't have to be. maybe they could just be together and maybe together they could create something that was close to perfect. )

[ any desire she has to inform him that he is leaves her the moment he starts to move. she lets out a breath and focuses on sloping her mouth against his, quite possibly the very first kiss they've had since he was human. she imagines that there'll be plenty more from hereon out.

katherine plants her feet on the bed and tilts her hips up so that she can feel him slide a touch deeper. she drags her nails down his back and moans against his lips. ]

Are you good? [ she smiles against his lips. she imagines that he very much is, but it's only fair she asks him the same question. ]

Yeah, I'm good. I'm —

( perfect. he nods, pressing another kiss against her mouth before he thrusts in a little harder, gasping her name as he does.

he settles more of his weight down against her, reaching to hitch one of her legs against his hip so he's able to grind in deeper when he presses close. )

[ she lets him pull her leg up and tries to hook it around his waist. she's pretty sure the word he's looking for is perfect. perfect for her, perfect for this—he fits perfectly between her legs. katherine's content to let him do whatever it is he wants, if it's lead this or hand those reins over, because she knows she stupidly and irrevocably loves him.

she tugs at him and sucks on his bottom lip, panting against his lips. she slides her hands back down his spine and pushes on him slightly to encourage him to lower more of his weight on her. ]

( it is perfect. stefan wonders if it'll always be like this, if it was always going to feel like this when they came together.

doing as she silently requests, he let's more of his weight press her down against the mattress and he thrusts hard into her, feeling his body shudder as he slides into her.

he exhales, covering her mouth with his and murmuring her name over and over again. )

[ with the way her body's reacting, it feels like she hadn't had sex in a long, long time. she shivers and she moans, and she feels like her senses are on overdrive as she's simply consumed by him. it's everything she's ever wanted and it's more than she had imagined and fantasised since he extended the potential hand of friendship to her.

she glides her hands along his back, keeping her palms flat so her nails can't dig into him. she rocks her hips up into his and moans against his mouth, biting at his bottom lip.

she doubts he can blame her for taking her time. she wants to feel the way his muscles move beneath her hands as he thrusts into her. ]

( stefan wants this to last forever. he knows that's not going to happen but he wants this to last forever because it feels like it's one of the first good things he's gotten in a long time.

he revels in how she holds him, how she kisses him, how it feels to move inside of her. he licks his way into her mouth over and over again, hips rocking into hers, holding himself deep inside of her sometimes before pulling back because it just feels...so good and he never wants to feel anything else. )

[ was this a part of his sex plan? she wonders it briefly as he pulls back and thrusts. did he think about all of the ways he could fuck her in his home away from home? she wants to ask him but she opens her mouth beneath his and claws at his back instead. she suspects he's brought her here so that this can happen—and she's grateful for it as she can't smell anyone in this house but him.

she moans, uncaring of how loud she might be. she's waited 150 years for him that she doesn't want to leave anything to chance. she wants him with the way she grips at his arms and tries to pull her head back to gasp at how it feels to have him rocking inside of her. ]

( his sex plan had been abstract save for one thing: he'd wanted this to happen. he didn't care how or where or why but he'd wanted it to happen. so, he's glad his plan had worked out.

when he feels her nails dig into his back, his hips rock harder and faster, breath gusting out as he tries to kiss hr again, smothering moans and murmured utterances of her name and only her name.

he presses his head against hers, blinking his eyes open to see how she's reacting to all this happening for them. )

[ katherine closes her eyes and moans, her head lolling back as she only scrapes her nails gently along his back. she lets herself enjoy this feeling of being connected to him without pulling or tearing at him like she had wanted to over a century ago. she's had him at a distance for too long for her to not simply enjoy this.

sensing him looking at her, she opens her eyes and knows she's blushing. her entire body is hot from fucking him and she knows her skin's only tinged a pink because of the fact he's looking at her.

quietly, ] What?

Nothing, you're beautiful. Nothing.

( except that's something. he knows it is and while he hasn't stopped moving, he's slowed down a little to make sure they could both focus and talk.

he sighs, leaning down to kiss her very softly. )

I just wanted to see what you looked like when we're like this. That's all.

[ that makes her blush bright red. her heart races even faster at his compliment. he's called her beautiful numerous times over in 1864 that it had only made her smile and her heart skip a beat. now... she feels far more like katerina than ever before. ]

You want to see my come face?

[ katherine laughs lightly. she knows that's not it entirely, but she has to say something to alleviate the blush she feels warming her skin. ]

I wouldn't have it put that way but...yes, I guess that's what I want to see.

( lucky for her, he doesn't say anything about the blush but he definitely sees it. he sees it and he likes it and he leans down to kiss her. )

I'd have to make that happen to see it, don't I?

Maybe if you play your cards right, you'll see it more than once.

[ she wants him to see it more than once. although she has a fear that he'll only want to be physically intimate with her once, she knows that it's not true. she knows who stefan is—she has a feeling he won't be putting any clothes on for the rest of their stay here.

she reaches up to brush her fingers against his face and bucks her hips impatiently up into his. ]

I'm very shy, you know.

You're also very much a liar.

( because she is not shy. he presses his hips down and into her, shaking and mumbling as he feels the end coming up fast on him. he doesn't want it to, he wants this to last and last for as long as possible but he knows that's not going to be possible. )

I want to see it more than once.

( just to make sure she knows that. he doesn't want this to be a one time thing. )

[ she brushes her hand up and down his back, wanting to feel his muscles move beneath her fingers. she doesn't shy away from gasping and moaning, enjoying the feeling of him inside of her and above her. it's something she hadn't thought she'd ever experience again, so she's selfishly going to enjoy it like this is the only time she will. ]

If I put clothes on today, Stefan, it's so you can take them off.

How generous of you. I'll try and not rip them of you.

(e try but he makes no promises. he smiles down at her and then leans down, catching her lips with a gentle, slow kiss. he just wants to remember this, remember her even if there's going to be other times.

this is their first. )

But I also might rip them off you.

[ this time when she gasps, it's not from pleasure. ] How very scandalous, Mr Salvatore.

[ she had enjoyed it when he'd let himself loose and teased her in the way she teased him in 1864. a stefan who doesn't hold back is a fun stefan. ]

I'll have to put some clothes on. Will you move? [ she peers up at him innocently and bucks her hips to emphasise that she will, indeed, move so he can rip her clothes off her. ]

I will.

( yes, he's going to move because staying still even that long was torturous. after a quick exhale, he's rocking his hips into hers, covering her mouth with his and trying not to think too far ahead to how she might look when he rips her clothes off her again.

because he really does want to do that with her. he doesn't know how long he'll be able to stay here but he wants to take advantage. )

[ just when she thinks he may have called her bluff, it seems he hasn't. she laughs and gasps against his mouth, rocking her hips up to his. her hands slide down to his ass so she can pinch him and make him thrust harder. ]

Come on, Stefan. [ she breathes it against his lips as she smiles. ] How badly do you want to see my orgasm face?

( the answer is very badly. he very badly wants to see her orgasm face. it's been over a century and while he can remember a lot about her, he doesn't think he remembers everything.

so, he thrusts in harder, trying to make sure he gets her there because he wants to come and he wants her to come with him. )

Really badly. ( so, he hopes you grant him this one wish, katherine, of letting him see that face. )

[ she can't help but laugh. it turns into a moan as she pants, digging her hands into his back as she tries to grapple at him. she shifts her hips and tilts her head back against the pillow, closing her eyes for a moment before she peers back up at him. ]

I'm very glad you invited me over.

[ she hopes she has absolutely no reason to put her clothes or walk. ]

I'm very glad you decided to come.

( stefan doesn't even mean that as an innuendo but he does thrust harder into her as he says it because he does want her to come and he wants her to then lounge in his bed for awhile because she can. )

We both would have missed out if you'd decided to do something else.

[ she laughs, uncaring if he meant it as a purposeful play on words or not. he's cheeky; she likes it when he's carefree and thrusting into her. ]

Good news for you. [ she peers up at him and brushes the back of her hand against his cheek. ] I just want to do you.

[ she glides her hand between them so she can finger her clit. and when she does, she gasps, her whole body jerking. ]

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