Stefan lifted his head to regard his brother, his mind casting back on childhood memories, over a century ago. Damon so excited to share what he'd learned in school, and Stefan so in awe of Damon, that Damon wanted him, when he could have anyone. He never felt so beautiful as he did with Damon's hands on him.
He looked away, and eased back a little from Elena. "You have your answer," he said, softly, and then scooted back, off the bed.