"Mmhm," Stefan murmured, the smile spreading across his face as the little vibrations from her voice rippled through him. His lips parted slightly as she moved down again, feeling her face against his cock. His eyes fluttered shut as he pushed the covers off them, his temperature rising. "It was a nice dream," he muttered, drawing in a deep breath, his chest rising and falling. "But this is nicer." The feel of her hand around his cock and her gorgeous, warm - since feeding - lips caressing his skin actually felt like a really wonderful dream, like perhaps he hadn't really woken up after all. Elena always had that effect on him. He still couldn't really believe she was his, even after all this time. "Not fair," he moaned softly when he felt her tongue. "I'm sleepy and you're waking me up!"