When Arik began to thrust up into his waiting mouth, Stefan gave in, moving his head faster over his master while his hands sat over his stomach and hip. He could have held him down if he'd really felt like it, but it was much better to see the doctor slowly letting go more and more as his pleasure was building. Even as a slave, Stefan knew he was in control right now. Arik would just have to get used to this bit of power play between them where the lines on their titles became blurred. If Arik didn't take control, they might keep ending up in situations like this--though the doctor didn't have any room to complain.
Not wanting to bring his master too close to the edge, Stefan soon pulled his lips back from his wet cock and looked up, smirking. He was satisfied that Arik had given up on the pager, but he wasn't done yet.
Like a cat, Stefan moved from between his thighs, sliding up his body until his hands came to sit on either side of the doctor's head. He didn't say a word before he drew his lips to the other man's coaxing his way into his warm mouth and savoring the way their tongues played. "Fuck me," the older vampire murmured after a few spare moments, green eyes caught on blue.