𝐛𝐢𝐠 𝐞𝐧𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭?
pairing : ripper!stefan salvatore x reader
warnings : swearing, jealousy, pet names, angst, penetrative sex, size kink, and exhibition kink (please let me know if i missed any)
you were at a fancy night club with one of your closest friends stefan salvatore. you had had a crush on him since the two of you had met but you knew that he was not looking for any kind of serious relationship.
you were in the vip section with him, klaus and a bunch of wasted strippers.
three blonde girls were all over him while he looked at you with a smirk and smiled, grabbing one of the girls asses. you rolled your eyes and went to the bar to get a drink by yourself, not wanting to see stefan take advantage of more drunk whores.
while waiting for your drink you felt someones hand on your lower back. the person leaned towards you and whispered in your ear.
“jealous princess?” you heard stefan whisper while he slowly bit down on the shell of your ear.
“you know that acting like a dick won’t make yours any bigger.” you stated while emptying your glass all at once and standing up.
he grabbed you by the hand and made you face him.
“i am big enough already sweetheart.” he said smirking and licking his lips while staring at your revealing cleavage.
he was not usually like this. you barely flirted with each other when he was sober ... or at least more sober than right now.
you wanted to rip his clothes off right there but you knew it was wrong. he was only acting like this because his humanity was off. he couldn’t possibly be into you like you were into him. there was no way.
just as you were about to get back at him you heard klaus call him over. he turned around while winking at you and made his way onto the dance floor.
a couple of minutes later you made your way over to the vip section so that you could gather your things. while walking over you felt a man grab your hand and pull you closer.
you pushed him away knowing that it was stefan and then turned around to start walking away.
“why are you acting like such a bitch?” he yelled.
your face burned with anger. it was one thing to hit on you while fucked up, but it was another to insult you like that just because you didn’t want to be one of his hookups, or whatever he was looking for.
“i am a bitch, just not yours.” you told him in a hurt tone. not your best comeback but it was all you could come up with at the moment.
“if i wanted a bitch i would have bought a dog.” he said and looked you dead in the eyes.
“what’s that supposed to mean?” you asked him while raising your voice but it was barely audible because of how loud the music was.
“i don’t want you to be my bitch y/n.” he said and waited for your reaction.
“no, just a one night stand then.” you said and tried to walk away, rolling your eyes.
“y/n!” you heard him scream behind you as you made your way towards the exit.
you walked outside and took in a breath of fresh air, and heard him shut the door behind him and call your name again.
“stefan stop acting like you give a shit. go back to your sluts. i’m going home. have a nice night.” you said and walked away.
“yeah, thats right. walk away. that is what you do best anyway.” he said.
“what did you just say to me?” you asked, wanting to slap him across the face.
“every time i try to make a move you walk away. don’t act like you don’t want me too.” he said.
“you only want me when you’re wasted, thats why i walk away.”
“that’s because i only have the courage to hit on you when i’m fucked up.” he said.
“courage? please. you’re ‘the ripper’ you can have anyone you want.” you told him.
“yeah, except you.” he said and gazed into your eyes.
“just stop. do you have any idea how hard it is for me to not straddle you right now?” you asked and looked at the ground afraid to meet his eyes.
“yes. i actually know.” he said lifting your chin up and kissing you dominantly.
you were shocked at first, but you wanted this so badly you couldn’t stop.
you jumped up, wrapping your legs around his waist as he held onto your ass, squeezing it roughly.
he walked over to the car with you still in his arms, kissing you like his life depended on it. your back was pressed against the passenger door as he broke the kiss and looked into your eyes with lust and desire.
you moved your right hand towards his crotch which made him smirk and kiss you again.
“stefan” you moaned between kisses and he smirked.
“yes princess?”
“i want you.” you said and felt his left hand reach under your dress and move your panties to the side.
“your wish is my command” he said unzipping his pants.
he was not kidding when he said he was already big enough. feeling him push into you was one of the most excruciating things you had ever dealt with.
as he thrusted into you your dress was pulled down by his right hand so that he could suck and nip at your cleavage.
after the both of you came he looked at you like he was in love. it was in that moment you realized his humanity was back on.
he slowly put you down and as he helped readjust your dress you realized how much trouble you were having just standing up on your own.
your legs were shaking and sore and just as you went to grab the car door for support he put his arms underneath you.
“big enough for you y/n?” he asked with a cocky look plastered on his face.
“i don’t know. maybe we should go round two.” you said leaning into a kiss but barely touching his lips to tease him.
“and three, and four, and five...” you counted as he lifted you up and placed you in the back seat of his car.
