Summary: Elena and Stefan can't keep their eyes off of each-other all night at the party, so they decide to leave early and sort their problem out.
Elena pov:
"Come in" a girl from my science class invited me and Stefan into her house, allowing us to cross the boarder. She was lovey really, clueless, but lovely.
We mingled round, getting a drink, before finding Caroline and Bonnie.
"Has Damon showed up yet?" Stefan asked, talking over the loud music.
"Haven't seen him and he's hard to miss" Caroline sighed.
Stefan's arm hung around my waist, his fingers fiddling with the hem of my skirt, occasionally tracing patters on the bare skin revealed on the back of my thigh. He had a red, solo cup in his hand and i watched as he took a sip, his Adams apple bobbing and jaw clenching as he swallowed the tasteful drink.
"What?" He turned to me, a small smile on his face.
"Nothing nothing" i said, shaken out of my trance.
"No what is it? You were staring" he insisted.
I was silent for a moment, deciding what to say.
"Can I try some?" I asked, motioning to the cup.
"It's disgusting but go ahead" he handed it to me and i took a sip, trying to keep a straight face.
I gagged slightly at the taste, some of the liquid spilling onto my chest as I giggled.
"No no nooo" i said hastily as the coldness ran over my skin and it slipped through my cleavage into my bra. Stefan grabbed a tissue while we both giggled, but instead of handing it to me, he dried me himself, patting the tissue over the top of my boobs.
He thought he was subtly, but i could see him staring, not that I had a problem with it.
Two hours had gone by and all me and Stefan had managed to do was flirt painfully obviously with each other, as if we haven't been dating for almost a year.
He gave me this one specific look, his eyes trained down on me and a small smirk on his face like he knew something.
"Elena i can hear your heart from here" he bent down, whispering in my ear.
"Alcohol makes your heart beat faster" i said nonchalantly, taking a slow sip of my drink, our eyes fixed on each other.
"I can also tell how turned on you are just from that look" he added, and I took another slow sip of my drink.
"Maybe I'm not horny, maybe you're just hot" i shrugged as if it was nothing.
"Do you wanna stay over" he asked.
"Well I doubt I'm gonna be able to go home after whatever happens later" I'd reached the point of the night were I was ready to speed run home and have Stefan to myself, but we were surrounding by a bunch of humans from my high school. Great.
"We're leaving" he said as he took my hand, making me smile.
As soon as we got into the house, we tossed our shoes off, before Stefan's lips crashed onto mine. We both smiled into the kiss, knowing this is what we'd been waiting for all night.
"Damon?" I asked.
"I think he's out, didn't hear him when we came in" he mumbled back as he kissed along my neck before speed running me across the room, my back hitting the wall.
His hands ran up my thigh, threatening to go under my skirt, but instead, gripping hips and tossing me over his shoulder, with a squeal.
"Stefan!" My feet hung far from the floor as he bang walking up the stairs, chuckling to himself. He gave too soft taps to my ass before rushing us to the bedroom.
He dropped me down, my feet on the floor, before quickly finding my lips again. My hands went right up to his shirt, ripping it open, buttons flying on the floor. He helped me push it off his shoulders, my hands running up and down his chest and abs. He tugged my top over my head, dropping it to the floor too.
I undid his pants, his jeans and my skirt joining the pile of clothes on the floor. I walked him backwards, all while our lips connected, until the back of his knees hit the bed, as he sat down on the edge.
