He gave a breathy chuckle and pulled back enough to allow his eyes to flicker over his Master's face--there was some very obvious affection in those green orbs and the curve of his lips in a smile that matched Vlad's own.
"I...had a talk with someone. Because I wasn't really sure how to...handle this...," Stefan admitted softly, sitting back, though he was still so near to the prince. "They basically told me I should stop worrying so much and let whatever happens, happen. If I enjoy...this...then I should just do it." He bit into his lip for a quick second. "And someone else told me that it's okay to want things."