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[There's also those pesky 'raging vampire hormones,' which are certainly flaring to life right now. There's an obvious heat between them, something he hadn't felt in a long time, not with all the drama and the uncertainty of, previously, his situation at home and then the fallout that followed when he got here.
Stefan isn't sure what any of this means, not right now, and maybe it'll be that much more complicated later when they figure it out. But there's no going back now, even if they stopped right now and never spoke of it again.
And that wasn't what he wanted anyway, and it was easy enough to be sure that she didn't either.
When's the last time either of them had some real fun? Stefan avoided fun, because having too much fun? That's when Stefan lost control, became someone he didn't want to be. This was different, though. This was just him and Caroline, and she wouldn't let him do anything she wouldn't do.
He deepens the kiss as she submits to him, his tongue sliding along hers, tasting her mouth properly. The fingers at her hip begin to idly play with the hem of her shirt, but he quickly grows impatient and his lips and hands break away just long enough to reach for his own tank top and pull it off over his head.]