Stefan's breath caught again at the rough kiss, and he kissed back in kind. He could feel that she was well and worked up over everything, and he could relate, his erection barely touching her thigh, but still aching for friction. Taking a moment longer to sort his thoughts - a longer moment than it usually took - he finally decided, and got a sly, almost dark smile before kissing her jaw and putting his arms around her, lifting her easily.
"I know what I want to do," His voice was low and conspiring, and he moved her against the barest, most easily accessible wall there was in sight. holding one of her legs up and over his hip, he kissed her again, holding her against the wall. "Hold on to me."