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Song Preference "Good For You"

Stefan:

Now you say I got a touch, so good, so good...

His eyes flutter open, squeezing his arms around you even more. You let out a soft giggle, causing Stefan to chuckle. He lets out a soft sigh, feeling you trace his tattoo. The soft tingles your finger left through every curved lulled him back to sleep, with you softly tracing his muscles.

Damon:

Gonna wear that dress you like, skin tight...

His teeth bite down on your shoulder blades, sucking some of blood. Damon runs his hands of your sides, pulling at the fabric of the dress. "Are you sure?" He asks, not wanting to ever do something you didn't want to.
"Yes, Damon, I'm sure," you tell him, pressing you lips against his.
"You're so beautiful." He whispers.

Matt:

Do my hair up real, real nice...

"How do you know how to do this?" You laugh as Matt pins another braid up.

"I had a sister, remember?" He chuckles spraying a bit of hairspray. "Beautiful, as always," He takes your hand and softly presses a kiss to your cheek.

Tyler:

Let me show you how proud I am to be yours...

"Ty its okay, come on." You plead.

"I'm not feeling well," He tries.

"Tyler, I'm sure people-"

"No, Y/N, I can't be your strong and brave boyfriend! I got scared off my Klaus, again!"

"Hey, I don't give a damn about Klaus or what anyone else thinks," You cup his face. "Now, lets go out, to the beach, and have a great time. Our friends are gonna be there and we're gonna be happy. I don't care what Klaus thinks, I wanna go out and show off my incredibly sexy boyfriend."

He chuckles softly as you wink, "Fine, but only for you." He leans up, pressing  his lips to yours.

Jeremy:

Leave this dress a mess on the floor...

He left a trail of kisses on your shoulder as your head fell back against the wall. "Jeremy," you moaned into his ear.

His hands land on the zipper of your dress. You sigh in content as it falls on the wooden floor. "Beautiful," he whispers nibbling under your earlobe.

Kol:

Could even make that Tiffany jealous...

"Really?" Kol raises his brows as yet another female walks off, annoyed by the relationship. "That was my dinner," he scoffs pecking your lips.

"Next time, wait for me to leave." You roll your eyes, glances around as the eyes glared at you two. The females wanting to be in your position. The guys all wanting to be Kol. "Looks like we've got some fans," you chuckle as Kol glances around.

"So it seems," he smirks." Wanna give them a show?"

"Glady," you mutter bringing your lips to meet his, and an intense make out begins.

Elijah:

Make you never wanna leave, I won't, I won't.....

"Must we do this again?" Elijah asks, taking you by the arm and towards the dance floor.

"Must you always kill my dates, you're acting like you're brothe." You scoff in annoyance, and readjust your mask.

"Why do you make it your mission to forget our love?" He ask, slipping s hand on your waist and beginning the dance.

"Because, Elijah, I cannot be with a person who could possibly hurt me or the ones that I love. I need to think about my family too."

"They join me, in New Orleans," He suggests. "I refuse to los you yet again."

"I can't leave me life behind for you, either, as much as I want to be with you, I have a life of my own."

"Then, let me be apart of it," he begs bringing his face closer to yours.

"You get one chance, Elijah, even I can't walk out of this."

Elena:

Let me show how proud I am to be yours...

"Y/N," Elena glares for the thousandth time tonight.

"What?" You snap. "What's so bad about wanting to hold your hand?" You turn around and begin walking away.

"Wait, Y/N!" She speeds in front of you. "I'm sorry-"

"No you aren't, all you care about is impressing everyone in the crap town. Well sorry, but I wanna be with my girlfriend when we're on a freaking date!"

"Look, I'm sorry, I really am. How does pizza and a walk sound for a make up?" She tries, but your face remains stern. "Please?" She, being slightly shorter, leaned up and pecked your lips.

"God dammit," you mutter.

"Babe," she mutter kissing your cheek and leaving a trail that ends at your ear. "Screw the pizza, let's go home," she winks.

"How do you do that?" You whine, taking her hand.

"I'll never tell," she giggles.

Rebekah:

Trust me, I, Trust me, I , Trust me, I

"it's okay, I got you," Rebekah grins, leading you towards the edge of the building.

"Are you sure?" You mutter glancing over.

"I won't let anything happen to you," she says with no fault in her voice.

"Alright, I trust you." She grins and suddenly, your falling, in her arms.

Caroline:
And still look good for you...

"Relax," Caroline takes your hands in hers, pulling you Assyrian the mirror. "You look fine, amazing, great, phenomenal, and so freaking sexy." She tells you kissing each cheek. "So, please, stop worrying."

"You sure?"

"Positive." She grins.