Stefan smiled as she wrapped her arms around him, enjoying the way her body felt pressed to his. He knew he had dreamed about her like this a number of times, but it was different now, knowing he was still conscious, even if she wasn't. He wondered if he was taking advantage of her, but he wasn't forcing her to do anything - not like Katherine had done with him. And he wouldn't want to. He liked her just as she was - just who she was.
"Mmhm?" Stefan murmured, moving his hands to her hips so he could pull her against him as she pushed her hips forward. The way she was moving, writing almost, against him was nearly too much to take. He could feel his desire for her rising all the time. Part of him was tempted to just open his eyes and wake her up so he could feel her properly, but then they'd lose the surroundings and the magic of the Mediterranean sun and Tuscan countryside, so instead he just contented himself with running his fingers over her skin as he lowered his head to her breast, covering the soft curve with small kisses.