fifty shades of stefan } { tonight the (whoo!) will hit the fan [1922]

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The thing that Stefan loved about the twenties is that everything is an indulgence. Even the simplest thing, like taking the girl that he and Rebekah were sharing earlier out and finishing the job is treated like something rare and delicious. The entire atmosphere just screamed luxury and the seductive taste of the forbidden. It's the simple pleasures that have kept driving him forward since Damon left him reeling and bloody, rather than drowning in the guilt and self-loathing that makes him want to stab a stake through his chest.

This? This is infinitely more fun.

His voice is a low, seductive purr as he pushes Maria - Maria Walsh, from Oklahoma City - up against the wall and let his lips tease over her skin. She gives a soft, breathy giggle as he does, not making any move to push him away, but for the sake of propriety needing to put up some kind of protest. "Oh, Mr. Salvatore. What would your girl say?"

He gives a soft chuckle against her skin, taking in the scent of her blood with a deep breath, before murmuring. "I don't think she'll mind."

And with that he'll sink his fangs into her neck and start drinking her dry. Her blood tastes like whiskey and cigarettes, that delightful combination that goes right to his head in a way that no high ever could. God, he loves this decade. He hopes it never ends.

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"Yes." Of course she can be trusted. Stefan loves her and he doesn't quite realize how dangerous that is to someone who's on the outside looking in. "Of course she can. Just tell me where to meet you and I'll go find her."

[vampire_of_the_night]

Christine stared at Stefan. She stared at him in the same way that Artemis did, years ago. As if she were looking at something outside of him.

In fact, that was exactly what she was doing.

Finally, she nodded, seemingly content with whatever she saw. "We 'ave to leave ze city soon, but we will be staging ze next part of our journey at ze Palmer 'Ouse, not too far from ze river. You may look for our car zere. Ze plate ees 62-094."

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Stefan nods, filing the information away, before stepping back from her. "I'll be there within the hour. Thank you." For giving him the benefit of the doubt. Diana may not feel the same way when she fills her in, but they'll cross that bridge when they get to it.

[vampire_of_the_night]

"Bonsoir," she said, blowing him a kiss as she allowed herself to be absorbed back into the crowd.

Diana wasn't the only shameless flirt in the Order.

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Stefan raises his eyebrows a bit at that, but for the time being, he'll let it go. Instead, he'll head off to find Rebekah, and make sure that she and Klaus are both alright.

[diana_abel]

When things went wrong these days, they always went wrong in the most spectacular of ways.

Tonight was no exception to that rule.

By the time Stefan and Rebekah made it to the Palmer House, there was no sign of the car. Well, almost no sign. There was a fresh set of skid marks on the pavement. Whoever had been driving had started driving very suddenly and very quickly.

A few bystanders noticed a car with three classy broads, driving away very quickly, but who they were or where they were going, no one could say. There was some talk of hearing a baby cry from the backseat, but who knew?