Summary: It All Started With Rejection. Dimitri Doesnt Want Me Anymore. The Kiss Was Just A Psychological reaction to Dimitri's rejection. But What If Rose Didnt stop Adrian From taking it further? Adrian holds the key to Heal Roses Heart. Rose has to learn to love again but how can she when her heart still cries for Dimitri? Is it true...Can Love Truely fade? Drama, love and sex. Lots of sex ;) Starting with Rose and Adrian Almost Sex, With A Little Twist ;)...

My hands were already tugging at Adrian's shirt before the thought was fully formed. He didn't question it or hesitate in taking my clothes off in return. He might have moments of profoundness and understanding but he was still... well Adrian. Adrian lived his life in the now, doing things he wanted without much second guessing. And he had wanted me for a very long time.

He was also very good at this sort of thing, which was why my clothes came off faster than his. His Lips were hot and eager against my throat, but he was careful to never once let his fangs brush my skin. I was a little less gentle, surprising myself when I dug my nails into the bare skin of his back. His lips moved lower, tracing the line of my collarbone while he deftly took off my bra one-handed.

I was a little surprised at my body's reaction as we both reached to get the others jeans off first. I'd convinced myself that I'd never want sex again after Dimitri, but right now? Oh, I wanted it. Maybe it was some Psychological reaction to Dimitri's rejection. Maybe it was an impulse to live for the moment. Maybe it was love for Adrian. Or maybe it was just Lust.

Whatever it was it made me powerless beneath his hands and mouth, which seemed intent on exploring every part of me. The only time he Paused was when all my clothes were finally off and I lay there naked with him. He was almost naked to, but I hadn't quite gotten him out of his boxers yet. (They were Silk, because honestly, what else would Adrian wear?) He cupped my face in his hands, his eyes filled with intensity and desire – and a bit of wonder.

"What are you, Rose Hathaway? Are you real? You're a dream within a dream. I'm afraid touching you will make me wake up. You'll disappear." I recognised a little of the poetic trance he sometimes fell into, the spells that made me wonder if he was catching a little of the spirit-induced madness.

"Touch me and find out," I said, drawing him to me.

He didn't hesitate again. The last of his clothes came off and my whole body heated at the feel of his skin and the way his hands slid over me. My physical needs were rapidly trampling over any logic or reason. There was no thought, just us, and the fire urgency bringing us together. I was all burning need and desire and sensation and –

Love. Even if it was only a small part of me, I still recognised it, but with my body under this much pleasure I just shoved it into a corner of my mind. His hands were roaming all over me and I was moaning with every touch. He was amazing and in the back of my mind I knew it was from the amount of experience he had.

I couldn't wait any longer with the lust building up in me. I'm sure that's what this was lust because I love Dimitri right? Was it possible to love two people at once? These thoughts became cloudy and forgotten when Adrian crashed his lips back onto mine sucking and biting my bottom lip. I whimpered and slid my arms around his neck to try and get him even closer to me. He trailed little kisses down my jaw and down my neck. He stopped to suck on the little sensitive skin connecting my neck to my shoulder. His fang barely brushed me but I felt it like a hundred bolt flying threw my body. He didn't seem to notice what effect this had on me and I felt it better to keep it that way. He stopped once more, planted a chaste kiss on my lip and looked me in the eye.

"Are you sure?" even though he was asking, his husky voice and the look in his eye told me that he wanted me just as much but there was something else, as if he expected me to stop him. I responded but pulling him back down to me and kissing him with everything I had.

He pressed into me slowly at first, cautiously. As if I was fragile, he was gentle and loving. He started to speed up and I tried to muffle my groan into his chest but I knew he would hear it load and clear. I felt him grin against my shoulder and he slowed down. He was teasing me. I started to kiss his throat before biting and sucking it which made his moves more deliberate and I heard a small moan. In turn I gasped as he cupped my breast, and then moaned as he squeezed it gently. It was a battle of wills; who was willing to cave first.

I was not ashamed to say I gave in and started whispering his name and the loader I said it the faster he got. I met his thrust for thrust and knew he was enjoying this just as much as I was. Even if I felt inexperienced I wouldn't let that show. I was drugged with pleasure. I felt alive, I was on fire. More importantly it was Adrian that made me feel like this.

He thrust deeper into me and I cried out in pleasure. How could I have denied him for so long? After trying to push him away for so long it felt strange to suddenly want to have our bodies closer then humanly possible. Not that I didn't try of course. As I moved against him he took my ear into his mouth and I groaned in the back of my throat as he nibbled on it.

I moaned as he adjusted my position to allow him to dive into me as deep as possible. I felt a wave of pure bliss hit me and gasped. I felt it again like a rollercoaster of emotions. I heard Adrian moaning to and knew he must be feeling it too. It grew stronger until I became dizzy with it. The orgasm seemed to go on forever, throbbing threw us, a repetitive hum that drove me crazy. I was beginning to think this almost unbearable pleasure might be unending.

Out of breath and panting we fell under the covers of my bed. What I thought would have been an awkward moment couldn't have felt more right. Adrian put his arm around me and pulled me to him so that I was half laying on him and half not. Our legs tangled together and our hearts beating as one. I fell asleep to the rhythmic breathing of my pillow; Adrian.

Waking up in Adrian's arms was Bliss. I knew it was wrong to enjoy being in his arms when my heart belonged to another man but love...fades. The fates were against us from the start but we were too blind to see it. I could see that now but coming to this realisation didn't hurt any less. He didn't love me anymore. But surely with time I will learn to love Adrian and forget Dimitri. I had chosen Adrian. Chosen him over heart ache; that was what was left for me and Dimitri. Love can grow too, right?

"Morning little Dhampir" a certain someone whispered in my ear while burrowing his head in my hair. It made me smile; me and Dimitri didn't have this. We couldn't have this. Adrian mumbled something against my neck but it was too low for me to hear which I think was intentional so I chose to not comment.

"Morning" I said around a yawn. I snuggled into him and instantly felt another pang of guilt like ice inside me but I pushed it away. It wasn't hard when I felt so secure in his arms. I was making him happy wasn't I? So I didn't need to worry. He loved me ... apparently more than Dimitri.

"I need a shower. There's room for two if you need a shower too." He teased giving me a suggestive look. He tickled my sides and gave me a wink. I looked up at him and gave him my best man-eating smile.

"We'll I do need a shower. That's a very thoughtful and the best idea I've ever heard!" I said slipping from under the covers and running into the bathroom. Adrian didn't need to be told twice before I felt him behind me. He locked the bathroom door and I'm not sure if it was to keep others out or me in. Needless to say the shower didn't get us clean.

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