#elena thread

"No no stop distracting me," Elena said to the man pushing him away gently. "I have things to do and your lips are far too tempting right now," all of him was.

Ransom was a little shit that got under her skin, made her blood boil and her head hurt. Yet here she was against the wall, her nails clawing down his back, dress hiked up as he thrust into her just right. "Fuck!" She groaned head tilting back as he gave a rather brutal thrust that hand her hand moving to yank his hair a bit in retaliation as well as move his head so she could bite down on his shoulder.

Elena smiled as Jameson instantly took her close position and did what he could to make them even closer. It thrilled her how much he seemed to enjoy each bit of contact he could get from her. "Very long," she confirmed. "Stressful. I won't bore you with the details. Just... Glad I'm here with you now," she happily kissed her lover in return.

"Sweetheart would you mind joining me to wash my back?" Did she have other reasons for wanting her lover to get in the shower with her? Obviously but she wouldn't say no to a hand in general.

"Oh you're a bit too charming for you're own good aren't you?" Elena said with a small smile. She was at her favorite cocktail lounge when a very dapper man approached her. "It was a good first line I suppose Go ahead, take a seat," she gestured to the booth across from her.

"Oh I hardly think I'm harsh," Elena said with a small smile. "I just have expectations and refuse to settle for less," with her centuries of life she wasn't going to waste time on things she didn't deem worthy after all.

"Oh Darling I'm flattered but frankly," she gave the man a once over. Handsome for sure but she was hardly the sort to just be charmed by a pretty face. "I don't think you could handle me."