Stefan Salvatore Imagine ( on hold )

Sex shower

Sexual Content in this chapter! Do not read unless you want to⚠️ YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED!!!

The hot water cascaded you body, causing you to sigh and tip your head back. You had been stressed recently, and the warm water relaxed your muscles better than you thought. You squeaked in surprise when hands slid easily around you hips, and you jumped at the new touch. A chuckle sounded from behind you, and you turned to see Stefan. He was giving you a shit eating grin, his hair already damp although you had hogged the water. "Are you going to let me get my hair wet?" he asked in a seductive voice. You smacked his chest playfully as you allowed him to switch places with you. You took a moment to admire his body, eyes lingering longer than necessary on his member that you could see growing harder by the second.

"Something tells me that you're not up for water conservation," You told him with a cheeky grin as your eyes travelled up his body again, meeting is. Stefan grinned in agreement, taking your cheeks in his hands. "You'd be right," he said with a smirk. He then kissed you, your lips meshing together passionately as Stefan backed you up against the wall of the shower. You shivered at the cold tile on your back, but moaned as Stefan's hands began to roam down your body. "I knew you liked spontaneous places, but I never thought the shower would be one," you told him with a shit eating grin as he began to suckle on the smooth flesh below your ear. You let out a throaty moan, your hands wrapping themselves around his neck to keep him in place against you.

But by the way he was paying attention to your actions, your body and the way you responded to him, you knew he had no intentions of leaving until you were fully satisfied. 

His lips slowly began to move down your body, his large hands massaging your breasts as he moved past them, his tongue licking a strip down the valley of your breasts. You bit your lip, completely at his mercy when he got to where you needed him most. "Stefan," you moaned.  "Hmm?" he hummed, nipping gently at your clit, causing you to gasp, arching your back. "What is it darling?" "I-" your own moan cut you off as his tongue dove into you. Every time he did this, you felt like you had died and been to heaven. He knew exactly what to do with his tongue, and how to make you fall in love with him even more. You were so close, leaning against the wall of the shower while Stefan kneeled before you, his tongue digging into you hungrily as you screamed out. But, he pulled away.

You whined, unable to form coherent sentences as he kissed up your body, one of your legs following his wake, wrapping around his waist. "In time, baby," he growled. "You don't get to finish unless I am inside you." You cried out as he slipped into you in one smooth action, gripping both the wall of the shower, and his shoulder tightly. "Stefan," you managed. "Oh, Stefan. Don't stop!" Your cries continued as he gripped one breast roughly, his hot breath on your neck. Sex was almost always extremely intimate between the two of you, and this time was no different as he plowed into you, hitting your sweet spot in your aching core.

"You've gotten so tight," Stefan cooed as he continued his onslaught on your sensitive pussy. "You're going to cum soon, aren't you?" "Yes, yes, yes," you chanted, feeling your eyes roll back into your head as the bubble of pleasure got more intense. 

Stefan grunted as his hips went faster, if that was even possible, and you were screaming now, begging him to let you release. The mixture of sweat, hot water and steam was proving to be too much for you as you released, but only after Stefan's command.  "Let go," he whispered in that chilling voice. "Now." Stefan calmed your quaking body expertly. It wasn't until you dropped from his waist did you realize that he hadn't had his release. "Stefan," you said quietly. "Don't worry about it," he said with a smile. "I just like giving you pleasure." But you, being you, didn't except that as an answer. You dropped to your knees, taking his length in your hand, one pumping, the other cupping his balls as your tongue licked up and down his shaft.

Stefan groaned, trying to keep himself in composure. But could he do that when you deepthroated him, sucking harshly and fondling his balls. "Y/N," he managed, gripping your wet hair in his hands, his hips bucking towards your mouth. "Y/N, oh god!" He released in your mouth, which you swallowed all immediately. You pumped the rest of the cum from him, cleaning him before kissing up to his lips. 

He kissed you messily, thanking you wordlessly as he panted into your mouth. "What did I do to deserve someone so perfect?" he whispered, cupping your jaw. "You were yourself," you reminded him. "I love you, Stefan." "I love you, too," he told you, smiling and pecking your lips once more.

The end...