WHO: Elena & Stefan oldfashionsoul WHAT: Breakfast of champions. And vampires. WHERE: Their room WHEN: The morning of the 3rd RATING: high! STATUS: complete
It was another one of those mornings on the island--the peaceful kind that seemed to be an extension of a dream in reality. Perfect and wonderful and everything Elena was absolutely loving about their little kidnapping situation. Silver lining, there was always a silver lining and in her case it was sleeping in Stefan's arms, the teen's body pressed tight against her own, warming her cool skin. The woman opened her eyes slowly, blinking away the rest of the sleep from the brown orbs before she looked over the teen's face with a little smile. She was so glad she didn't have to sneak out early in the morning anymore if she slept over, away from this wonderful face just so she could dodge Stefan's parents. Here, they could be together, do as they pleased, be free.
The vampire gave a little yawn and shifted against Stefan, feeling the sting of hunger in her gums, her fangs threatening to reveal themselves. She hadn't had much for blood the night before, too distracted by just being with Stefan to stop and feed. It didn't seem really much important when they were enjoying their time together. But right now...well, right now, the beating of Stefan's heart and the pumping of his blood was incredibly tempting. It only took listening intently for a few short moments for her vampire side to reveal itself. Carefully, she ran her fingertips down his body and slipped nimbly out of his arms without disturbing him much, heading down south under the covers while smirking. She settled by his legs and kissed his thigh lovingly, spreading his legs a bit to get more space for her head before she positioned her mouth and bit down gently with a soft purr, tasting his blood as it flooded her mouth, familiar and delicious.