action; followed by the csi yeeeeeah
[Slowing down would be the responsible course of action, and internally, Stefan knows that. He should be thinking about more than just the feel of her skin, of his lips pressing against hers, of how much he knows he wants her.
But he doesn't, because he's selfish and it feels good and it feels right. More right than anything has felt in a long time, because he hasn't allowed himself to be happy in just as long. He's tired of waiting to be happy for the sake of others, and as her skin presses against his, he knows that there's no coming back from this and he honestly doesn't care. Nothing that feels this good could possibly be wrong.
Her hands on his face brings even more fire, and his eyes find hers, the corner of his mouth quirking up at her words as his hands slip over the curves of her hips.] You're beautiful. [And she is, she always has been. It's one of those things that he's tried not to see, because he wasn't supposed to, not in the way that he did now as his fingertips toyed with the top hem of her pants.]