action;
[His expression visibly relaxes at that, becomes more open. He's listening, really, or he's trying to. It's really hard when she keeps kissing him like that, his eyes blinking shut each time, having to pull himself back each time she speaks.
His thumbs run over the gentle bumps of her ribs which become a bit more exposed each time she inhales. Her skin feels soft and wonderful under his hands.
...focus, Stefan, focus.
He takes a calming breath through his nose, still hard when she's talking against his mouth like that.]
You're worried about...other people.
[It makes sense, but he...doesn't care. Not about this. He meant it when he said it before. He has no reason to, not about this, being with her. But if Caroline does, then that's another story.]