Elena wouldn't mind if he actually bit her, if she was being perfectly honest with herself. He could take a few sips and leave her and Alexia happy and healthy. The baby had to have some vampireistic traits, right? Still, she wouldn't voice these thoughts allowed. She wasn't exactly sure just how much her fiancee had been practicing his self-control lately. She knew Stefan would die before willingly hurting her. "Really? You seem like a tame vampire to me. The last woman you were with must have really tamed you. I bet your completely pussy whipped when it comes to her," Elena purred with a smirk. "I bet you caved into every single demand she gave you, didn't you? Mmmmm the big bad vampire isn't so big and bad, is he?"
She moaned softly, however when he began to play with her breasts, whimpering and wreathing in pleasure. She was beginning to see the folly of the handcuffs. She couldn't cling to him and guide him where she really wanted him. That was the fun of this game however. She whimpered and arched her back, trying to get more of her nipple into his mouth. "So good..." she panted. "I'm so wet for you. I'm your willing captive Mr. Vampire...."