"I suppose you're right, lover boy..." She pulled her arm from her chest and wrapped it around Stefan's neck to hold onto him, pressing her breasts against his smooth skin and sighing softly with the feeling of the touch. Elena leaned down to kiss and bite at his lips, running her other hand into his short hair affectionately. She couldn't help but smile, staring into his green eyes, looking brighter than usual in the daylight, almost inhumanly so. She just sat there and grinned at him, getting comfortable in his lap and grinding slowly against him, her moist center pressed to his groin. A whimper worked its way up in her throat as her clit slid against the rough material of his jeans and she turned her eyes skyward for a moment, taking in the white clouds contrasting with the deep blue. She could stay here all day...at least if it was real. But Elena would be content with this dream, especially since she couldn't have asked to spend it with anyone better. "Stefan..."