Without hesitation, she slipped her arms around his neck like she always did when he held her close--a habit she had picked up right away when she started dating Stefan months ago. Elena had never been shy about touch and neither was Stefan, so it worked perfectly, even if they were in the halls at school where it seemed he liked to show off his girlfriend--his girlfriend that was quickly becoming Mystic Falls High's queen (without even trying). She was pretty sure he'd never "displayed" Caroline like that when they were dating and the vampire felt a little smug about it. Stefan Salvatore was definitely all hers. "Such a southern gentleman," Elena teased, petting at the back of his neck and leaning in to steal a few sweet kisses, even nipping at the skin with a purr. She couldn't get enough of his kisses even before they had been kidnapped, but since she hadn't seen him in a week, the urge was stronger, almost like the bloodlust she had felt all those decades ago in France.
"I don't know if I'm going to be able to let you go for a few days... I might handcuff you to my bed," the vampire mused with a thoughtful expression. She wasn't being serious...at least not completely. "And I'm sure your parents would hate me for saying that if they ever knew. Of course, I've always thought they secretly don't like me. I'm sure it's the sex appeal." Elena did tend to go around in dresses or tight jeans and heels, even at school. The Salvatores probably called her bad names behind her back and whispered that she wasn't good enough for Stefan, Elena always smiled at them anyways and was the perfect lady.