Spluttering, Vlad manages to roll them over until he was the one straddling Stefan, bringing his his full weight to bear. There would be no escaping until Vlad allowed it.
Droplets of water were caught in his eyelashes, his face pink with the cold. "I believe I underestimated you. Rest assured that I won't do so again."
And with that a truly wicked smile broke across his features, a handful of snow (scooped hastily mid-roll) jammed down the front of Stefan's shirt. "Now you've both sides to match."