"Teach me how to fight stefan"

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"You're doing them with me." You challenge. He chuckles and when you start, so does he. His eyes stay on you the whole time and you have a pretty good idea of what he's looking at.

After a minute or so he stops you. "Over here. Let's see your stance."

You lift your hands, keeping them up to protect your face. He walks around you in a circle, examine your position. His hands rearrange various things-hip rotation, elbows, stance width, etc.

He stands behind you, one hand on your hip and the other takes your right hand. "When you punch, you want to go straight out." He says into your ear, extending your arm straight out. "Got it?" He asks, coming to stand in front of you.

You pull your arm back and nod. He holds his hand up, his palm facing you. "Alright. Punch my hand." He says.

You punch with your right and he nods. He lifts both hands and you alternate your punches.

"I'm going to try to get you back. You have to duck, block, and move. Got it?" He says, lowering his hands.

You nod and he taps you on the side of the head. "Starting now." He smirks.

You roll your eyes and raise your fists. You duck, dodge, and hit Stefan for who knows how long before he stops. "Not bad." He smirks again. "Let's see your kicks."

You kick with your right leg and then your left. He comes behind you and tells you to kick slowly. "Your power-" He says softly in your ear, causing you to shiver. "-comes from your hips." His hands rest on your hips, rotating them as you kick. "Make sure they rotate."

Your blood rushes to your cheeks and you step away. "I uh- I need a second." You say, flustered.

He nods as you start walking around the room. "You alright?" He asks and you shake your head.

"No." You say and put your hands on your head. "Not really."

"What's wrong?" He asks, coming closer.

"This!" You sigh, gesturing to the room around you. "The- The- The touching and the closeness and the clothes. Well lack there of but still."

"This was your idea." He reminds you. You brush off the notion with a swipe of your hand. "We can try down thing else." He offers.

"You raise your eyebrows, holding your arms on top of your head. "And what is that?" You sigh.

He crosses the room, putting a hand on your side. You glance down at his hand and back to his eyes. "What are you doing?" You ask softly.

He leans in, softly bring his lips to yours. You stand in shock for a moment, but melt into him. He lifts you up and you wrap your legs around his waist. Your fingers tangle into his hair as he makes his way across the room and you kick off your shoes and socks.

He drops you on the bed and you prop yourself up on your elbows. "Wait." You gasp as he climbs over you. You lay flat on your back and he furrows his eyebrows. "Are you sure? About this?" You ask.

"Y/N..." He says softly, placing a hand on your cheek. "I've never been so sure."

You smile slightly and flip you two over so your on top. "Then why didn't you do this sooner?" You tease and lean forward. You bring your lips to his softly, pulling away teasingly a few times.

He groans slightly and your kisses move to his jaw, throat, and collarbone. You bite lightly, and he groans again.

Your lips travel down his chest and stomach before coming back to his lips.

He flips you two over again, laying you on your back. Your legs wrap around his waist, his hands move up and down your thighs. His lips meet yours, moving down your throat, chest and stomach.

Your hips buck slightly and he chuckles smugly. His fingers slide into the elastic band of your leggings and slowly slides them off. He places kisses along your thighs, nearing where you want him most.

"Stefan," You moan quietly as he climbs to lean over you again. "I think I love you." You admit.

He smiles and kisses you. "I love you too."

"These-" You say with a smirk, snapping the elastic on his shorts back on him. "-need to come off."

He nods with a smirk and climbs off of you. He slides off his shorts and you take his hands and pull him back.

You take his face in your hands and pull his lips to yours. His tongue explores your mouth, as yours does his.

You slide your underwear off and pull off Stefans. He pulls away, just to peel your sports bra off. His mouth travels your chest, softly biting and playing with the soft skin.

Your hips buck and you moan loudly. You flip you two over, tired of his teasing. He smirks, running his hands over your thighs.

You lower yourself onto him, you two both moaning in relief. You roll your hips against him slowly and he laces his fingers through yours.

Slowly, you pick up the pace and his hips buck to meet yours. You place your hands on his chest, his hands resting on top of yours, digging your nails into him accidentally.

Sloppy moans and groans fill the room as you both near your climax.

"Oh God!" Someone exclaims from the door. "With the door open!?"

Completely shocked, you climb off Stefan and pull the blanket up to cover yourself. "Damon, what the hell?!" You shout and hide under the blanket in embarrassment.

"Well if you weren't so obnoxiously loud!" He yells back. "I wouldn't be up here."

"Please leave, Damon." Stefan says, running a hand down his flustered face.

Damon raises his hands defensively and you flop onto your back, pulling the blanket up over your face. "Maybe if you kept it down while other people continue to live here, this wouldn't happened. Don't blame me for this one, Brother."

Stefan leans onto his elbow, looking down at you. He moves the blanket enough to see your face and he smirks slightly. "Well that happened." He sighs.

"Ugh. Don't remind me. I'm SO embarrassed." You groan. "I thought you said he was out with Elena!"

"I thought he was!" He laughs. "I'm really sorry."

"Eh, I'll get over it." You smile. You lean up and kiss his lips. "In the meantime, we should probably get up."

"Why not finish what we started?"

"Cause your troll of a brother is downstairs." You laugh, reaching over and picking up your jacket. You slide it over your arms and zip it up enough to cover.

"The troll can hear you! VERY clearly!" Damon yells from downstairs.

You climb out of bed and put your underwear and leggings back on. "Maybe later?" You ask, grabbing your sports bra and stopping in the doorway.

"Definitely later." He winks and you turn and head to your room.

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