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It was getting dark when Elena arrived at the Salvatore’s house. Her throat constricted at the thought of what she might have to do. They were two main endings that could happen. One of them would totally destroy a slowly built relationship.
Elena stepped on the front porch full of brown wet leaves. She took a deep breath. The air smelled like soaked earth and moss, the pine tree’s scent stronger after a rainy day. Elena exhaled and entered the house.
The warm atmosphere welcomed her, a fire was always burning in the fireplace and the wooden walls helped have a welcoming ambiance. She climbed the stairs and walked toward her destination. She stopped before an open door. Inside was the object of her visit. Or the object of her desire.
Rebekah.
Her pale blond hair was curled up prettily. The red dress she wore complimenting her soft curves. The frill on the bottom of her dress wrapped nicely around her milky thighs.
Rebekah, hearing her, turned around. Her soft and round features were finally on display for Elena. She drank her in, head to toe and back. Rebekah’s eyes were wet, she looked so vulnerable at this moment.
“Hey” Elena said “you look…”
Elena took another long look at her. The soft and creamy skin exposed was caressed by the low light emitting from the window. She seemed to glow anywhere, always enlightening everything with her delicate beauty, luminous and gentle. Contrary to her physical exterior, Rebekah wasn’t gentle, nor tender. However she looked fragile at this moment, breakable.
“Beautiful” Elena finally said, coming closer to her.
Rebekah gave her a small but sweet smile. Elena’s heart skipped a beat. This peaceful and shy relationship they developed was easy and natural. After such a long time detesting each other without real reason except not being on the same side, it was like it was made to be.
“Are you ok?” Elena asked, seeing Rebekah’s lower lips shake a bit. But she knew what was troubling her. She was about to kill her brother. An unnatural and shattering act…
“I spend my life loving and hating my brother. Now that everything is coming to an end, I never imagined I would be the one helping to demise him…” she finished in a whisper.
A lonely tear slipped off her eyes to slide on her cheek. Elena reached out to brush the tear away. Rebekah shivered, her unfocused eyes snapping to Elena. Elena took her hand back quickly, Rebekah must hear how her heart was stammering against her ribcage, just by being close to her. Rebekah’s eyes lingered on her, lacking their usual sharpness, there was more warmth and something indecipherable in them.
She turned her back to Elena and walked to the mirror. “You have to be very careful,” Rebekah said tightly. “Mikael is not a good person, there’s a reason my siblings and I have been running from him for centuries.” she looked at Elena through the mirror with frightened eyes.
“Are you scared for me?” Elena stepped closer to her.
She had to take advantage of it. Rebekah had never been so raw and open for her. It was now or never. She felt Rebekah’s resolution faltering, she could see the doubt in her eyes. She wasn’t ready to kill her brother. Elena knew what she had to do, she dreaded it. She had come to like Rebekah, and desire her presence. She even craved it.
Rebekah was watching her, she stilled, her icy eyes narrowing, taking Elena in.
“Yes” she whispered, like a secret “ I do.”
Elena smiled at that, pleased that she wasn’t the only one whose feelings were growing into something more. Her dark skin flushed a bit, being so intensely watched by Rebekah. She wanted her attention on her, at all times. Wanted her eyes only watching her, her alone. Like she couldn’t help it.
“You’re missing something” Elena said in a low voice.
Rebekah observed her coming closer to her from the back. Longing in her eyes as sensing her warmth close. Elena took out her hand from her pocket and showed Rebekah what was hanging from her hand. Rebekah’s eyes widen at the sight of the jewelry. “My mother’s necklace” she murmured, eyes full of emotions. She stared at Elena ardently, with yearning she didn’t know she could feel so strongly.
She stared with rapt attention as Elena took both ends of the necklace to pass it in front of her. She took all of her hair to slide it over one shoulder. The cold metal hit her skin. Elena’s warm hands brushed against the back of her neck, slowly. Elena clasped the necklace and lingered her hands on Rebekah’s soft skin, not wanting to let go.
“Now it’s perfect” Elena said, her hand sliding across Rebekah’s shoulder to rest on her arm. Leaving goosebumps on her wake. Elena watched Rebekah’s skin react to her touch, pleased to see the other girl seemed to be as affected as her. Rebekah let out a breath and Elena watched, transfixed, her plump lips open to exhale air.
Elena came a bit closer, letting the other girl feel her breath against her neck. Rebekah let out a low sound, her eyes went from watching the pendant rest on her chest to Elena.
Elena peered at her through her lashes, her head hanging low. Her mouth centimeters from the skin of her shoulder. She let her hands trail Rebekah’s arms slowly.
“You’re going to be amazing tonight” Elena uttered “Who’s the lucky boy taking you to the ball?” teased Elena, an edge to her voice, still slowly tracing down her arms.
“And you? Which one of your boy toy did you choose?” Rebekah bites back, tensing under Elena's hands, a hint of irritation behind her voice. Elena grinned, Rebekah was quick to anger, mostly when it comes to her. Elena knows now that it was the only way for Rebekah to express complex emotions to her. Her anger could meant a lot of things, Elena has come to understand it usually meant jealousy, sadness, self protection.
“Why” replied Elena ”Want to ask me out on a date?” She dared say.
“I would” Rebekah said with her sweet and melodic voice.
She was staring at Elena right in the eyes, showing her sincerity, while pursing her lips. There was no hesitation in her voice. Elena smiled, hidden by the shoulder and lowered her mouth on Rebekah’s skin. Tasting her lightly from the tip of her lips. Her fingers linked to Rebekah’s at each side of her. Rebekah closed her eyes and pushed back against Elena’s lips and Elena sensing the message, stepped forward to close the distance between their two bodies. Elena’s breasts pushed against Rebekah’s back, she arched back against Elena, stilling her breath.
Their bodies were tightly pressed together. Elena being a bit shorter than Rebekah, rested her chin on Rebekah’s shoulder, she turned her head to press her nose against Rebkah’s neck and inhale her fragrance. She smelled white musk, forest on a snowy day and lemon pie.
Elena wanted to eat her whole.
Rebekah suddenly turned her head so their lips were merely centimeters from each other. Elena’s breath hitched, her heart was slamming so hard in her chest she couldn’t hear anything else.
“Elena…” Rebekah softly said like a plea, like a worshiping chant.
One Elena couldn't resist, she closed the distance and their lips met softly.
Her own mind blanked at feeling Rebekah’s supple lips against hers. When Rebekah’s tongue traced the edge of her lower lip Elena let out a quiet moan, her body bursting in flames, shivering and burning in the same time. The feel of her warm and wet tongue made her open her mouth to let her explore it. Rebekah’s tongue and lips took possession of her and consumed her totally. Her hands left Rebekah’s to come down on her hips instead, grounding them while their lips were grazing each other. She caressed Rebekah’s waist through the fabric of her dress.
Rebekah put one of her hand on Elena’s back to keep her from retreating and the other one pressed tightly against the one on her hip, urging her. Elena’s hand went higher to rest on her breast. She started to feel it softly, traced it from under. Rebekah’s breath stutters, her head dropping back to Elena’s shoulder.
“Give me more Elena” Rebekah’s plaiding tone was a sweet melody to Elena who had never heard such a tone from the usually commanding girl she had in her arms. But then again, Rebekah was in a lovely mood tonight.
It suddenly remembered Elena her mission, her other purpose coming here than the one she was committing. Rebekah’s flinching attitude to kill her brother was bad to Elena. She knew what she had to do, but she wanted to enjoy what she had with the other girl at the moment. They took so long to open up to each other, and she was about to ruin it forever. For Rebekah was not a forgiving person. Especially with the one she held in high regard. Elena didn’t want to destroy that, not yet.
Rebekah was back to watch her through the mirror. Elena held her stare while dropping her hand that was staying on her hip, to the hem of her dress, while the other was still feeling up her breast. She rubbed her nipple and Rebekah bite her lip in the mirror, her pupils starting to dilate with the effect of the desire coursing through her. The hand on her thigh started to pull up the dress to access the part between her legs, which were quivering just from the fleeting touches and building tension.
Elena took the top of her dress to slowly lower it from Rebekah’s breast. While she kissed her shoulder, she pulled the fabric lower. She stared as her pale rose nipples hardened being caressed by the air, the round and soft shape of her chest was so enticing and Elena wanted to trace them with her tongue and softly bite her nipple.
She took one nipple to rub it while her thumb was feeling her chest gently. She took Rebekah’s earlobe between her teeth to pull it delicately then suck it then go down on her neck. Rebekah let out a gasp, her eyes becoming unfocused.
Elena’s tanned skin contrasted prettily against Rebekah’s paler complexion. With long and agile fingers, Elena reached the blond vampire’s underwear under her dress. She traced a finger along her center to the top of her mound, feeling the dampness of the underwear. Rebekah’s hips shift to try and press closer to her finger. Elena put more pressure on her clit under her lacy panties.
She took the panties to the side while watching in the reflection Rebekah’s eyes fluttering close when she touched her entrance, sensing her desire slowly slipping through her fingers. She smeared the proof of her desire with one of her fingers to slowly move around her clit in slow motions.
She wanted Rebekah’s composure to unravel for her, wanted to hear the sounds of her pleasure.
Rebekah arched against her, Elena let go of her breast to circle her neck, pivoting her head so she could run her tongue on her pulse point. Rebekah was staring at the mirror intently, she watched Elena under her lashes, she stared as Elena trailed her tongue across the curve of the neck to reach her ear. She felt Elena pinch the bundle of nerves in her center, making her jolt and she let out a high pitched whimper.
Rebekah felt her cheeks flushing with the blood flow rushing at her face. Rebekah’s mouth fell open when Elena’s fingers slide relentlessly across her lips, flickering ever so often over her bud, driving her mad with pleasure. Rebekah’s hips started to move in rhythm with her fingers, pressing down to create more friction, to feel her deeper.
Sensing Rebekah’s peak approaching fast, she started to circle her clit harder and faster. Rebekah ground down on her hand, letting out a throaty moan. Her head fell back on Elena’s shoulder. Her hand gripped Elena’s forearm to support herself. This hand was caressing her breast slowly, coaxing her faster to her climax.
When Rebekah started spasming on her fingers, Elena’s hand that was occupied on her breast descended her body to circle her waist and keep her unmoving against her.
Face to face with her own reflection, Rebekah could see her disheveled state, dress lowered on her breast and raised over her panties. Her hair was rumpled, her face was flushed and her mouth swollen and pink. She saw her glassy eyes, unfocused and lost in her euphoria fog.
Elena felt heat pooling in her own lower parts. Each shuddering breath, sound of bliss and shaky movements Rebekah couldn’t help doing were going straight to her core. Elena was herself delirious with pleasure, heady with it, as if she was the one reaching her peak.
“Say my name again” Elena demanded, her mouth on Rebekah’s ear, her voice laced with desire.
“Elena…” Rebekah started in a whisper “Elena, Elena Elena” she chanted while Elena sped up the motion on her clit, rubbing with constant pressure with two fingers.
Rebekah’ legs trembled, Elena would have thought she would fall if she was just a mere human girl. While pinching her nipple, Elena sucked her earlobe violently. A sharp sound raised into the room as Elena slapped her clit, making Rebekah fall over the edge with a cry of pleasure.
“I’m so sorry” Elena said in a hushed tone, a sorrowful inflection in her voice.
Elena watched in the mirror as her eyes rolled back and her mouth fell open when she suddenly choked, eyes snapping open in shock.
Rebekah felt a piercing pain, cold and sharp ramming through her violently. She saw her own reflection as her skin started turning gray, black veins crawling on her features. She couldn’t comprehend what happened, brain still foggy with pleasure.
Her wide eyes fixed on Elena, mirroring her horror. She had just been daggered, in the back, while at her most vulnerable, by the person she felt the most devoted to. Before she could feel the betrayal and the pain more deeply, she turned into stone in Elena’s arms.