Mystic Falls Love(Is it really?)

When The Bate Becomes The Prize(Smut)

    Finn woke up in the middle of the night. He looked to his left but there was no Elena. She probably tried to escape by now. She'll be an easy catch. But suddenly he heard something in the kitchen.

     He got up and exited the bedroom. Walking down the hallway, he had no idea who could be waiting for him, he hadnt even sent the pictures yet. He peered around the corner to see Elena making a sandwich, moving about the kitchen gracefully.

"Elena? What are you doing up so late?" He said with lingering eyes. She was wearing one of his t-shirts which reached about mid-thigh. God she was gorgeous. A goddess.

"Oh, hey. I just had the midnight munchies, thought I'd fix myself a sandwich before going back to bed." She turned from him and continued making her sandwich.
"Are you okay?" He asked. He didn't know if she was embarrassed from last night.
"Yeah why wouldn't I be? You kidnapped me, tortured me, took nude photos of me. Who knows what you might do next?" She sounded angry.

"I knew it..."
"What else did you expect!? Last night... I don't know... this is all just too much and I—"
He kissed her. Holy fuck! He was kissing her! For a minute she resisted, but it wasn't long before she melted in his arms. They pulled away. Both were breathing heavily, staring deeply into one another's eyes. Fireworks. That's what it felt like. He had never felt anything like this before, not even with sage.

"I'm just... I'm gonna go." But before she could leave him he pulled her in for another passionate kiss. But something was different about it. Lust. He led her to the wall with his lips, wanting more. Needing more. Finn pulled away from her and began to kiss down her jaw, leaving little marks that went away within seconds.

   He worked his way all the way down to the intersection between her thighs. He stopped, waiting for a signal of permission. She nodded her head vigorously. He continued. He lifted up her shirt, seeing that she wasn't wearing any underwear. How could she get more sexy? The sight of her little pink pussy made him want to take her there and then. It was then he noticed that she was practically dripping.

  It made him smile knowing that he was the one who caused her to become such a mess. He was gonna have so much fun. He licked a stripe all the way up to her clitoris, avoiding her essential place of desire.
"Ohhh..." she moaned. She had been waiting for so long for him to touch her. Just the way he looked at her mad her wet. Now that he was touching her now, it felt like pure ecstasy. He licked in between her folds, warming her up for what was to come. His tongues traced her entrance with technique. She was practically begging for him.

"Please Finn... I need you... ohhhh!" He rushed to pull down his pants and underwear, his throbbing member popped up, ready for her.
"Jump." She jumped up and wrapped her legs around his waist.
"Fuck me..." She demanded.
Immediately, he pushed inside. He was big, but not as big as Klaus. Klaus...

He thrusted in and out.
"So... tight! Fuck!" He thrusted faster. His climax was nearing. Already? It's never happened this fast for him, and he couldn't stop.
"Finn, don't... stop." He kept thrusting in. "Finn! Oh fuck!"
A minute later they both came, yelling. Both absolutely wrecked and blissed out of their hazy minds.

After Finn cooled off he looked at her. Her hands were covering her face, and she sounded like she was crying.

"Elena! Are you okay? I'm so sorry! Did I hurt you?" He pulled and looked at her body. Examining for and wounds he may have caused.
She looked up, smiling.
"Not in the slightest." She was laughing.
"You little jokester!" He picked her up bridal style and took her to her room, throwing her on her bed.

"Goodnight love. Get good sleep. Big day tomorrow."
"Tomorrow is the day?"
"Yes. Goodnight."
"Goodnight."

She knew what she did was bad. Especially with Finn. But they would never find out.

Little did she know there was a camera in that kitchen. And Finn had a plan.