For right now, he didn't want to stop kissing Arik or to part from him, consumed by the pleasure between them and the experience of being with someone new--his master. Sex was a very simple way to learn more about a person and he could tell that Arik struggled at home, trying to pull himself away from his work, which was a very obvious distraction. Stefan knew that feeling. He was the exact same way, but at times he needed the feel of sex, even if he didn't always deserve the pleasure that came along with it. Stefan enjoyed being dominated and guided in the bedroom, not having to think about his choices or his fucked up head. He could just be Stefan, the Stefan he wanted to be, at least.
Feeling Arik's cool, rough hand wrapping around his hard length, Stefan broke his lips off from the younger vampire's to toss his head back and make a pleased sound. His hips bucked up into his grip and then back onto his cock, working against Arik's slow, thorough rhythm. It was cliche to say, but he was in heaven and feeling just as hazy as Arik.
"No, you should be exactly where you are," Stefan replied to the man's comment, feeling at least mildly offended that Arik was still thinking about work when he was balls deep in the younger Salvatore. But he'd let it go this time seeing as how the man was pushing the older vampire's legs closer towards his chest, allowing his dick to thrust in deeper. That was pretty much all it took for Stefan to lose the will to speak and instead he let out a loud groan, showing Arik just how much he was enjoying himself. He didn't feel like he could properly convey with words how much he wanted to be fucked anyways, so the other man pushed up faster against the doctor in an attempt to just show him how alright it was for him to lose control. It wasn't as though Stefan couldn't take it.