Without skipping a beat, Stefan scooted into his Master's lap, his thighs spread over the other man's. His lips worked their way along his neck, biting gently and giving little sucking kisses of appreciation while he moved back up to his mouth. His next kiss was slow and hungry with his tongue pushing forward to lap at Vlad's with a growl of want vibrating in his throat. It was so obvious he was letting go for now.