"How do you know what's the real me," Stefan mimicked teasingly. He knew Arik's dilemma, he really did, after all they had a lot in common. At times Stefan wasn't even sure of himself, but he did his best to stay the way he thought he should be, somewhat resembling his human self back in the 1800s. He never wanted to be the monster ripper again.
"No work," the slave murmured against his mouth, licking at his master's lips and running one hand up his gorgeous body in exploration. "Stay with me." And he could hear the pager going off, which brought a growl from Stefan's throat, though he focused on kissing his master deeper, sucking on and licking at his tongue with eagerness. He allowed Arik to sit up, which left the teenaged vampire in his lap, and as the doctor was reaching out for the annoying pager, Stefan was moving a hand down, pressing their cocks together in one hand and stroking. "Master, I'm naked in your lap and you're seriously going to look at that?"