C'mon, Rose, Give In!

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This one is much sweeter and maybe fulsome than the first chapter.

I love bets.

Really. Because I always win and therefore get what I want. I don't actually recall losing a bet, ever. But, considering situation I am in now... It's probably and most likely and almost for sure and almost certainly gonna ruin Rose Hathaway's bet reputation. Which is bad. I can't let this happen.

Or can I? I mean, it would be justified if I lost in those circumstances?

No. Don't think of that. It'd bring Dimitri infinite, never ending smile, set of mocking and self-satisfaction. Oh, and I forgot about Christian. That little Pyro would never stop making fun of me, never ever. Lissa would probably just stupidly giggle at his superficial jokes, and, oh, Abe would be so disappointed. I bet he has never lost the bet, but he would, of course, laugh at... conditions of mine and Dimitri's. Mom most likely wouldn't even know, neither would Adrian. Well, my relationship with him was still... on shaky ground. Sketchy, somehow.

But, nevertheless, I can't let this happen. Fire Lord would be shaming me for the rest of my life. I have to fight. Fight against Dimitri, which is quite impossible, but still. I could do it. I've beaten him before. I have to succeed. And I'll make Old Man proud. Oh. And since when do I want to impress Zmey?

I rolled over the sheets, sighing and tossed up between letting loose or fighting on. The reason for my thoughts was lying on the other side of bed, probably making a plan how he would hump me in the way I would give in. And, exact that sudden thought made me decide: I will fight. I can't let this calculating, though sexy and beautiful and so on person win.

I felt his sneaky fingers climbing slowly under the covers, making path to my butt. I closed my eyes, trying not to roll over and do what comes next. He didn't give up, of course not. I felt his fingertips brush against my hip and slide onto my stomach. I wrinkled.

"Dimitri," I said, my face still a frown, "Stop."

I knew he grinned. I just knew him so well.

"You know," I began, "I could actually sue you for sexual harassment." His moving stopped immediately. I pulled my lips into smile. Rose: 1, Dimka: 0.

"Would you?" he muttered against my back and my self-control was back on shaky ground.

"N-no," I uttered and my thoughts commenced wondering about how hard would I be able to resist getting undressed if I simply just kissed him for good morning? It's not... It's not like we wouldn't be kissing a whole week, I would totally lose bet about that.

I turned around, still unsure of what I was doing. When I caught a glimpse of his face my heart hurt delightfully. He was gorgeous. His hair was a mess, but he'd put it behind his ears, again, and I wanted to touch it and caress it and wrap it around my fingers, feel its smoothness, hugging my skin in that silk and-

"I see you're not doing very good job at resisting," he smiled smugly. I blinked and found us an inch apart, my fingertip already on his cheek, readied to pull his face closer.

"Oh," I gasped, but didn't remove my finger.

We were lying in silence.

"Come on, Rose," he finally whispered with tiny, barely noticeable grin – and that was what made me putting my guard on alert again. I gave him gentle look, and that treacherous finger of mine slid down his cheekbone to his mouth, and his chin, then over his neck and stopped at his bare chest. It gave me so yearning feeling it hurt. I could touch him, taste him, kiss him, but I couldn't feel the whole of him. Our love used to be kind of platonic, but after the cabin my longing for Dimitri and his whole body itself grew bigger, and now, lying between those sheets my resisting was the only boundary that was keeping us apart. We'd been apart for month, maybe two; it was our job to be. And now, finally together, I wanted to feel him more than ever.

His face was no longer amused, he was more like desperate for me, and I realized then he believed that I could actually keep my hands off him for a week.

I lay my hand on his warm chest and he put his arm around my waist, pulling me closer. He was no longer interested in just winning the bet, he wanted me and in his eyes I saw not only that animalistic lust that got over our minds sometimes, it was gentler than this. Dimitri slid his hand to my stomach, over my chest, lightly over my breasts which immediately made me shiver and sigh in delight. His fingers stopped at my cheekbone, lightly touching my hair that stuck behind ear, and I could almost feel the gooseflesh on his forearm as he did. His skin seemed to be perfect match to mine, it felt smooth and soft and perfectly right.

I dug my nails lightly into his shoulder and got myself a bit closer. It was enough to feel chilly breaths meeting each other and it made our noses touch. Dimitri brushed his against mine and I closed my eyes to experience and sink into what was about to happen. His breath flew over my cheek as he raised his head a bit to brush his face with mine. Our cheeks touched and Dimitri tipped his head over to lean his lips on my skin – I felt his mouth sliding from my cheekbone back to my temple, putting a single loving peck here and there, to my forehead, nose, chin, and then stopped right above my lips, distanced by a fraction as I opened my eyes, not able to keep up with dark.

I might be exaggerating, but his beauty surprised me and made me sigh every single time I got to look at his sight.

I gasped and slowly moved my fingers, shaking, up to his brown locks. I ran them through his hair, oh, so smooth. We hesitated with the kiss, because, God, the moment was so sweet and precious we wanted it last forever. So, with my fingers dug in his locks and his fingertips on my cheeks and lips we got closer every second, slowly, until each of us felt light brush of other's lips and making it stronger and getting closer each moment. When our lips were so locked up together we weren't able to push them farther, closer, nearer, we gave in. It felt so freaking good to taste his skin again, and I was no longer sex I wanted – something more. And so Dimitri slid his fingers back in my hair, and I realized his whole body was leaning against mine. My arm wrapped around his back tightly and I slightly spread my lips apart, allowing our tongues to meet. Another wave of ecstasy ran through my body and I shivered, for the – what, second, third? - time this morning. I heard him moan out of enjoyment and he pressed his bare chest even closer to my breasts.

My head was spinning around madly, drugged by his oh-so-amazing scent, he smelt like peppermint, lavender, brownies, even that intoxicating scent of baby's skin, maybe like a coffee, or one of those wonderful herbal lotions, coconut and rain mixed in one, sea and his own perfect Dimitri Belikov scent of his, I was almost able to grab the sun and happiness that made me the luckiest person on the Earth, just being kissed and hugged by his skin, hair, lips, and, oh, his love, his love.

By the way, speaking of scents – I love the scent of shops, really. And Luis Vuitton bag.

Dimitri pulled away gently, so gently I could still feel his lips on mine, and he looked at me with such breathtaking gaze I felt like the most important person in the World History. It was marvelous emotion spreading into every piece of my body, magnificent, mighty, charming. His tenderness was almost tangible and we simply lay here, watching and deepening in each other's gaze, it was like a bond Lissa and I used to have, just more intimate, personal and domestic.

Oh God. I am acting fulsomely, yeah?

"Dimitri," I whispered nearby his ear, "We can keep kissing, just promise you won't try to... do it."

He almost smiled and muttered in fake-cryptic voice, "Alright. I swear on our love."

My lips pulled into a smile automatically as I rolled over.

Eh, what do you think? I know, I just figured out I wasted more than a half of a chapter on that kiss, haha, I'm sort of proud of it. I hope you liked it, and please tell me what do you want to happen next? I'll try to make your wishes come true. Thanks, again, for reading & reviewing.