deercountry | ( CLOSED ) ARE YOU MINE?

[ she pouts. ]

But you're a very handsome sack of potatoes...

[ katherine takes a step towards him and brushes her hands against his hips. she smiles and peers up at him, and even bats her eyelashes. ]

A very sexy sack of potatoes...

Wow, you have such a way with words. A sexy bag of potatoes.

( stefan's just going to roll his eyes and shake his head. she does know how to ge this blood pumping, doesn't she? )

Does that make you a very sexy, buttery roll since that goes with potatoes?

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[ she purses her lips and scrunches up her nose, but not distastefully. katherine's doing her best not to smile. ]

I've been called a lot worse.

[ by him, but she doesn't particularly think on that. ]

If it goes well with you, then yes, I am a very sexy buttery roll who is standing very naked in front of you on Valentine's Day.

[ she says the latter slowly. perhaps it'll puncture his very thick skin—or hair. ]

You are.

( she's hinting at something, isn't she? he knows that she is but he doesn't immediately take the bait. he does look her over, humming at the sight she makes. )

Are you warm like a buttery roll too? Maybe I should check that out.

[ she chuckles and does her best not to laugh. she juts out her hip and cocks her brow, and gives him a once-over since it is valentine's day and ogling the one she wants is absolutely acceptable. ]

Perhaps you should. I might be a little cold in some places only you can warm up.

[ she snorts at that. what a line. ]

I gotta ask if you practiced these lines or if they're just coming to you.

( because he's pretty impressed. )

Have you been waiting for me to use food to flirt so you could break them out?

Would you believe I have? I've been practicing them in the mirror when you ban me from the kitchen.

[ she feigns shyness. really, it's just a skill of hers to be able to turn the flirting charm on. he should know katherine pierce is capable of anything. ]

Are you impressed?

A little.

( of course katherine would be able to come up with words like this on the fly. she's been alive for a long time and words are a talent of hers. )

You act like I ban you from the kitchen all the time.

( smiling, he steps closer to her and presses his lips to her shoulder. )

It feels like it.

[ she shrugs her shoulder delicately, not wanting to nudge him off or hurt him. she appears shy—and a part of her is, deep down. but all of this is an act to have him in her arms like the sexy sack of potatoes that he is. ]

It's pure torture knowing you're in the kitchen in an apron and I'm not allowed to enjoy the view.

You would anyway.

( she can and does listen to him when he makes requests but sometimes she doesn't. sometimes, she does her own thing. he bites her shoulder. )

Because that's who you are.

Is it so wrong to want to see you in an apron?

[ she chuckles. she doubts that it is. now that katherine has the luxury of having stefan, she intends to enjoy him until he does truly ban her from being in the same room as him. he seems to get distracted a lot. ]

It's my one wish.

[ out of a thousand. ]

It is not your one wish. It is one of your wishes among like a million.

( he knows you katherine and he knows you very well. he shakes his head. )

You've seen me in aprons before.

But not this apron at this moment of time, you know?

[ honestly, it's like he has no appreciation for how the specific time of day can impact the type of lighting and how he may fill that apron in comparison to three weeks ago. stefan doesn't appreciate the little things as she does.

she sighs sadly. ] I don't even know why we're talking about the apron. You were supposed to help me try on lingerie.

So, how about we go and do that?

( he raises his eyebrows because he thinks that's a very good idea. )

Instead of talking about my apron.

Well... you turn around and let me watch that ass walk back into the bedroom first.

[ it should be pretty simple. he walks out, she goes to where she keeps some of her lingerie, and she pretends she can't decide what to wear and he chooses for her. very simple steps. ]

Are you going to join me or am I going to pick out the lingerie and bring it to you?

( a very important question. )

Well, if you walk first, I'll follow.

[ let her watch his ass as she's wished for aloud. she flicks her hand for him to get moving, with her gaze settled comfortably on his hips. ]

I think that should be my little carrot on the stick.

( snorting, stefan nods and then turns to start walking. he doesn't even peer back at her, letting her get a good look. )

Because you haven't seen this all before.

Sometimes I'm an old woman who forgets the fine things she sees.

[ she shrugs and smiles, biting on her thumb nail as she enjoys watching stefan walk away. this? this is good. this is the best gift anyone can give her. ]

And now I've forgotten what I promised to do for you.

[ that ass was just mindblowing. ]

You promised to follow me so come on.

( he reaches behind him and gestures her forward as he walks, waiting to hear her footsteps before he keeps going. )

Get a move on, little lady.

[ she chuckles, ] Little.

[ but she does as he reminds her and follows, ensuring to stay behind him so she can admire his assets. it's what she deserves, she thinks—and needs to keep her motivated.

but she does overtake him to wander to the drawers she has her lingerie in. she makes a show of rifling through it and murmuring (purposefully) loudly to herself. ]

Red? White? Black? Hm.

Thought you were going to go with the colors of the flag for a second.

( he sits down on the bed and smiles over at her. )

Red, white and blue? Very patriotic.

What can I say? I'm [ she waves her hand dismissively. patriotic? all about the country? whatever, she's pulling out a red set and oohing and ahhing.

she smiles as she holds up the bra and shows him. ]

I forgot that I bought this one.

Ooooh.

( he straightens up at that, stepping closer and touching it with his fingers. )

That's...a nice one. Very nice.

Nope.

[ she scrunches up her face and shakes her head. tugging that set away, she puts it back into the drawer and makes a show of rummaging through her lingerie pieces again. ]

Doesn't suit the occasion. [ she sighs heavily and dramatically. ]

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