"Vampire libido," Elena mumbled in reply as an excuse with a little growl bubbling on her soft lips. Okay, yes, she was guilty of being a little horny, but she had missed him so much; her heart had ached, seeing all the other lookalikes around getting couple-y with their Stefans. She hadn't even been able to get out of bed to face going to that beach party, even though she thought all the people she had talked to were nice enough. Things just hadn't been the same without Stefan around. They'd been painful. But she had still taken good care of herself because no way was she going to let him show up to a weak her that was in need of care.
She'd at least fulfilled that promise to herself.
The vampire pulled her lips away from his for a moment and she just looked into his green eyes, her own eyes wide with delight and adoration. "I love you, Stefan. More than anything..." It was the truth and she knew that he was aware of it, that a two hundred year old vampire had fallen head over heels for a teenager. Elena moved in to take another kiss, but this one was slower, yet still hungry, her tongue seeking out his desperately while she whimpered.