He should have pushed her away when he felt her pressing her lips to his, but to be honest...he was rather lonely. Yes, he had a girlfriend back home but he'd never been intimate with Elena beyond making out and a bit of touching. He'd been so consumed with his passion for Damon in the last hundred years that he'd never really found himself satisfied sexually or emotionally by anyone else and she...she needed this.
The vampire pulled his shirt over his head, tossing it aside to reveal his toned chest, as well as the tattoo of a black rose on his right shoulder. He was well muscled, lean and fit and would be for the rest of eternity. Stefan took her hand and placed it over his chest where his heart was silent and hadn't beat for many years. He gave the girl a bit of a smile and moved to kiss her again, harder and more eagerly.