When he rolled them over, she wrapped her lean legs around his waist, toeing off her heels so they dropped to the bedroom floor with a clunk. The movement also made her dress slide up her thighs so the only thing between them was his jeans...those very annoying jeans. "Mm, and what are you going to do about it then, Mr. Salvatore?" Elena turned her head and caught his finger, biting gently at the digit, but her fangs broke the skin and she was met with the taste of her boyfriend's blood. It made her shiver below his solid body and whimper softly, tongue licking at the small pin pricks to try and get more of the warm liquid, her red and brown eyes closing in complete concentration.