I hope you guys like this, I didn't think there was anything like this yet and I always wondered how it had all gone down after 'Last Sacrifice' let me know what you think (:
-I do not own any of these Characters they are the wonderful work of Richelle Mead, those this story line is my own.-

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~DPOV~

'Soft full lips made their way leisurely down my chest, the fire inside me increasing with every new graze . A curtain of soft brown hair trickled over my sensitive skin in their wake, as long deft fingers caressed the plains of my body, I was painfully aware of every inch of the warm silky skin pressed against mine. I would know those tantalizing fingers, those perfect sculpted lips and that beautiful hair anywhere; it belonged to the love of my life;

"Roza" her name fell out of my lips in a moan. Her teeth grazing my earlobe as I moaned her name again. Her fingers made quick time of unbuttoning my jeans. Once off she joined our bodies, bringing me closer and closer to that world altering peace I had only ever found with her.

"Roza, Oh my Roza..." I made a noise of pure animalistic pleasure as I felt myself teetering on the brink of pure bliss, I was halted from my peace when a faint familiar noise burst through the haze and my eyes flew open.

I felt like a bucket of ice water had been thrown over me. I was suddenly staring up at the rich gold material hanging from the canopy of my bed. Blinking the memories of my dream away I tried to slow my breathing, concentrating on slowing my pounding, erratic heart, when I heard the faint noise again. I rolled onto my side and met a pair of gorgeous chocolate brown eyes staring across at me, those eyes crinkled in a grin as a small giggle escaped her lips. That was the noise that had awoken me from my dream, Rose's quiet laughter as she watched me sleeping.

"Oh, Comrade I'm sorry did I wake you? It seemed to me like you were having a pretty great dream, well from what I could hear anyway." Rose's whole face lit up as she gave me one of her best man-eater-smiles, her hand coming to rest over my still frantic heart. In that moment I realised that I must have been saying... Correct that, moaning her name in my sleep. My skin began to flush and heat up under her hand but I held her gaze, I watched as the humorous look in her eyes shifted into something different, something I could recognise instantly, because I'm sure the look in her eyes matched mine… hunger.

I brought my lips to hers kissing her softly at first, letting my love for her course through it. Brushing that beautiful bed tangled brown hair from her face as her hands splayed out against my chest, the kisses began to become more passionate and deeper. I pulled Rose's small frame to me, where she quickly straddled my lap and recreated my dream…without the interruption this time.

The weak afternoon Sun shone through the cracks in the curtains, baiting our bodies in its rays as we lay wrapped in each other's arms. I buried my face in Rose's hair, inhaling the heavenly scent of her fruity shampoo,before placing a kiss on her head. Rose's hand sought out mine, intertwining our fingers. My thumb caressing her palm as a soft blissfull sigh escaped her lips and sent her hot breath over my skin causing the hairs on my arms to rise.

"Mmm, I don't think I will ever get used to this…I love you Dimitri." Rose pulled back to look into my eyes as she spoke the last words, her gaze holding mine. Her love for me shining through her eyes, my heart skipped a beat before I could wrap my head around a response. My finger traced the healing pink scar on Rose's chest, evidence of the bullet that she had taken for her best friend the bullet that had come close to taking her away from me, she shivered lightly under my touch.

"Roza, My Roza, I love you too. So very much," I brushed my lips against her forehead, murmuring how much I loved her in Russian and embraced her tightly as she wiggled closer to me seeking the peace we found in each other.

We laid there lost in one another, my fingers and lips worshiping the perfection that is Rosemarie Hathaway, but sadly much too soon the outside world beckoned in the form of Rose's phone, I would have been happy to lay there adoring Rose all day, and I had a feeling with the look she gave me before she lifted to answer the phone she was thinking the same thing.

"Hello Old man, what do you want?" a smile spread across Rose's face as she answered the phone to her newly acquainted Moroi father. Ibrahim Mazur or Abe as most called him. Abe wasn't royal, but he might as well have been with the influence he had. Everybody knew who he was, he couldn't be ignored and that wasn't just because of his flamboyant choices in clothing, Abe had his finger in every pie, some things that probably weren't totally legal.

Rose had met Abe in Russia while attempting to find me in my altered state and fulfil a promise we had made to each other if one of us were turned Strigoi, After she thought she had succeeded in staking me she returned St Vladimir's academy,there Rose with the help of her mother the famous guardian Janine Hathaway, put two and two together to realise that the 'Zmey' was actually her father not someone hired to return her to Montana. After helping to clear her name and stop her from being executed for the Murder of Tatiana Ivashkov, the previous Queen of the Moroi world, Abe and Rose's relationship was growing stronger.

I had zoned out and was thinking about the looks I had been getting from Abe and Janine since they found out about Rose and I. We had yet to have out 'little talk' as every time they got near the topic Rose would suddenly claim she was tired and needed to lie down instantly, when Abe or Janine would question it she would promptly remind them she had been shot in the chest saving her best friend and now Queen Vasilisa, ultimately saving her life and deserved some rest. Sitting up against the headboard my thoughts were broken by Rose's voice, it had begun to rise in response to her father.

"What? Tell me what you want old man or we are not coming, you know I don't like being left out of the loop and neither does Dimitri," her voice was wary but final, she meant business, I watched her as he responded on the other end of the line, she was shaking her head her lips set in a grim line.

'But..' she had started to object but was interrupted, she remained silent listening patiently then finally let out a large sigh.

"Fine, whatever, we will be there, Bye.'' she huffed looking over at me with a full pout on her beautiful lips, I couldn't help but laugh at her dramatic response. I pulled her into my lap once she hung up and threw the phone into the pillows, She pressed her cheek to my bare chest draping her arms and legs over mine and looked up at me through her dark lashes, biting gently on her lower lip.

"What's wrong my Roza?" I ran my fingers over her cheekbone and smiled tentatively.

"Abe and Janine, they want to talk to me…" her eyes darted away, chewing on her lip "And….you, over dinner." her eyes met mine again and I saw what looked like fear and exasperation in her eyes, a shiver ran through my body, this was it, there was no more putting it of, it was time for our 'little talk'. This could get ugly. But Rose is worth it.

What do you think? do you like it so far? I have a pretty strong idea of where I'm going with this but any suggestions are welcome.

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