"I know you said beautiful! But...I like the mystery. It's romantic. Besides, I know you only said something nice and charming and wonderful anyways." Elena laughed and pushed him down into the grass, attempting to trap him underneath her small body. He could of course flip her over if he felt like it, but she knew he enjoyed playing along with her...unless it was one of those moments where she had teased him endlessly.
She kissed him again and again, growling softly and possessively, her hands skating up his arms to find his wrists and grip them, holding them above his head. "I've caught you, Stefan," Elena proclaimed with a smug expression.