Stefan grinned. "Am I that transparent?" he asked, laughing with her as he let himself fall backwards into the grass, hardly feeling the impact at all. Now his other hand was free, he ran both up her sides, feeling every gossamer curve of her dream body. She felt as wonderful like this as she did in real life, even if the experience was new.
He returned her every kiss, his eyes shutting periodically as he hummed softly in completely contentment. He let her take his wrists in her small hands, the muscles in his chest rippling beneath her as she pushed them up above his head. "Whatever am I going to do?" he said, feigning helplessness. "I'm at your mercy, Elena." He gave a small, pretend pout before tugging gently at her hands, not putting in any effort whatsoever.