"Are we out of the woods yet? Are we in the clear yet?..."
Elena Gilbert thought she knew pain, she was not even close. Eudora- a powerful elemental witch- knew pain, she knew loss, mourning and grief better than any other. Her sisters were parts of...
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Smut warning ⚠️
"I do love you Eudora" when the words left his lips, Eudora froze. Her muscles seemed to lock at the sound of the words she had prayed to hear for almost a year. Such a sound had never been so sweet to her and in that moment, as the stars aligned, it no longer mattered that he also loved another, because at least he loved her. "I love you"
"I love you too" it was a ghost, heard only through his amplified hearing and as the pair stared at one another, a period of bliss surrounded them. Nothing had even seemed so natural, so right. The next movement was only natural. Stefan took the room in three easy strides and their lips were together yet again, moving with such a passion that one could never grow tired of the sensation. This was more, it was different because now they basked in the knowledge that they loved one another. The heat only rose.
There was nothing sloppy or inexperienced about the way they interacted, he lifted her into his arms as if that was where she was always meant to be, her legs cuddled his waist, as though they belonged and they were all hands and tongues in perfect synchrony. When her back pressed into the mattress, their bodies were in complete agreement. Hands twining, he held hers effortlessly above her head, his other sliding over her, from her soft hair that he had always had a desire to tug down to her perfect accentuated waist.
Her eyes sparked with light as his lips slid to her throat and her head tossed back eagerly, a mumbled expression of joy escaping as he toyed around with her, causing only further moans of pleasure.
"Are you sure Eudora?"
"Positive"
"Good" and his lips attacked hers again. Nothing felt forced now, there was no rush as Eudora elegantly pulled his shirt from his body and cast it aside. The pair had shared hundreds of motel rooms, slept in one another's arms for three months now yet, tonight, in that particular motel room, they were closer than they ever had been before.
When Eudora's fingers trailed down the smooth contours of his chest, her heart exploded in rhythm. She had never been so attracted to somebody than she was in the moment as their lips danced. His fingers pulled off her shirt carefully, leaving her in yet another lacy bra, the forest green colour of his eyes. Pulling back to look down at her, his eyes were lit with only joy and love despite the way she squirmed uncomfortably.
"You're so gorgeous Eudora" just the sound of those words on his tongue made her feel beautiful. Slowly, carefully, Stefan placed a gentle kiss on each of her scars, his lips trailing over her body, almost mockingly in the gentle touch of them. Travelling up to her top, he looked her in the eyes as he unbuckled her bra in a quick, smooth motion, casting it aside without moving his eyes from hers. Naked from the waist up, Eudora expected to feel exposed before him but all she felt was calm, perfection.
Kissing her slowly once more, with a burning passion, his softly wetted lips passed over her clavicle and down to her breasts, taking them in with his eyes for the first time. With every simple motion they made in this passionate dance, Stefan Salvatore felt ever closer to Eudora Allegra, even more in love with the stunning creature between his arms. As he clasped her within his teeth softly, the moan she expelled sent heat and desire right the way through him to his most sensitive area and he wanted her more than he had ever wanted anyone.
He toyed with her for a long moment, aware of the hardness he possessed and the gurgling, moaning she released, each breath from her sending a shock through him. Her fingers tightened on the soft bedding below her as he smiled into her skin and she pulled his face toward hers eagerly, lips reconnecting after the long break and his hands took over from where his mouth had been.
Delicately, Eudora made short work of Stefan's jeans, and he kicked them off, leaving him in just his boxers, a view she didn't realise she needed.
"I love you Eudora" he repeated and with every repeat of the simple phrase, his love grew. Taking the band of his boxers slowly, her eyes remained on his, her eyes unmoving and he nodded in the slightest movement. They were gone quickly and Eudora discovered yet another newfound appreciation for Stefan Salvatore. He was in all definitions of the word perfect.
"Your turn" the ghost of the whisper in her ear only increased the longing that built so high, she was in a bliss. In the next moment, she was naked below him and he lapped up the sight. He'd never been graced with a view of a more beautiful person. She was perfect. Fingers ghosting up and down her perfect body again, they came to rest in her warm and as he touched her most sensitive part for the first time, she gasped slightly. Taking the opportunity, Stefan slid his tongue between her candy coloured lips. Below, his finger slipped inside her gently, she was tight but it was perfect.
Allowing but a moment for the blonde witch to grow used to the feeling of his hand inside her, he was moving it in a tantalising dance, another being added as he showed to her just how much he loved her.
"I love you"
"I love you" and another, again and again until she was ready for him. "Are you ready Beautiful?" He questioned calmly, his voice like velvet and it assured her instantly that this was exactly what he wanted.
"Yes" and he complied to the sweet goddesses desires, pushing inside her and steeling his hands on either side of where she lay, her curls splayed across the mattress and her legs around his waist. Smoothly, their lips danced again as he moved and the pair were united finally, giving in the the longing temptation that had shrouded them for months. His moans bled into hers and they were as much in love as anyone could be. Their lips and bodies moved so perfectly, Eudora felt as though she was floating on a cloud and she never wanted to come back down.
It was good that the pair had eternity.
"Eudora" the word left his mouth and it was barely a whisper. The pair had reached a moment they never expected in this dingy motel room but neither regretted it for a second. As they reached their climax, they could both attest that is was the best they had ever had.
When all was said and done, Stefan held Eudora carefully to his chest, her arms surrounded him carefully and they were in perfect peace just at the sound of one another's breathing.
"You're so beautiful Eudora" he stated again, fingers dancing up and down her spine.
"Almost" she giggled, holding up one scarred arm as his hands trailed over where his name was carved permanently into her skin. The two were connected now, in a way they never had been before. It was mesmerising.
