He didn't actually expect Vlad to pick him up and carry him off, but Stefan really wasn't going to complain about it when he was suddenly nestled in the man's arms, against his chest. He wrapped an arm around his neck, smiling adoringly, and just settled in for the short walk into the guest room's private bathroom.
"You better not drop me, or I will never trust you to pick me up again," the younger vampire teased gently as his fingers were sliding through Vlad's dark waves.