action; perfection
[ the problem is, she's gone without for what feels like so long that the feel of his hands on her skin, the press of his lips, it sends her into a frenzy. it may be those teenage hormones amplified by being a vampire or maybe it's just the pure fact that she's finally experiencing what it's like to be doing this with stefan salvatore.
it's one part wrong and two parts hot.
she doesn't want to hurt elena, she doesn't want to ruin the fragile peace that's between them now but it's hard to stop when stefan says stuff like that. because as much as she doesn't want to admit it, as much confidence as being a vampire has given her, she's more like rebekah than either of them know. the validation, the fact that someone (stefan) wants her is enough to make her melt into his arms.
so she moves to hitch herself up, legs wrapping around his waist as her arms wrap around his neck and she pulls him back into a desperate sort of kiss. ]