Authors Note:
And heeere's chapter three. I'm rolling out the chapters really fast right now since I'm going on holiday tomorrow for two weeks ( :O ) to Turkey, so I was hoping to get as much written as I can… any other time I'd have like, a chapter a week or something xD Anyway, this chapter DOES have a slight lemon, as well as…. Touching… so just so you know :D
KEY: - See first chapter.
Disclaimer:
Do not own Vampire Academy or any of it's canon characters / places. Purely a fanfic for your reading pleasure :D
Recap:
"I missed you, little dhampir…" Adrian's voice was just a whisper. I smiled, scooting across the bed so that I was pressed against his chest, and instantly his arms wrapped around me. I sighed into the crook of his neck, feeling the warmth from his body. He rested his head on the top of mine, and let out a content sigh of his own. Slowly, I kissed his neck lightly, giving him my own answer, feeling the vibrations of his body as he moaned lowly.
"Me too…" I felt his arms tighten more, and I pressed myself even closer, now crushed against Adrian, every part of my body against his. With another sigh, I closed my eyes, and was once again swept off to sleep. I really was exhausted.
My dreams were restless, aided by the ongoing flashing and loud booms of thunder and lightning of the storm. Rain pelted the cabin, making the frosty air that much colder. Every time I managed to drift off to sleep my dreams would twist, my happy thoughts I was hoping to dream about morphing into a strange mix of dark colours, deserted forests and the sense that I was being followed, being watched. I felt restless.
The seventh time I woke up I decided to give sleep a miss for now. I had slept the majority of the last 24 hours anyway, and with the storm going on outside doubted I would get a restful sleep anyway. Lifting my head, I smiled down at Adrian, his arm resting under my head and the rest of his body flailed out. I knew he was a deep sleeper, he would sleep through this storm no trouble at all.
Lifting my head slowly, I still made sure to make as little noise as possible as I left the room, making a right turn towards the kitchen. Though I had gotten quite a lot of sleep, my energy still had not returned, most likely from my lack of suitable food and water these last two weeks. My stomached muscles ached, and my throat burned. I hobbled around, barely able to walk in a straight line, my head feeling dizzy, aware of how cold it was outside the covers.
The only light in the cabin was the various flashes of lightning under the door, but it was all I needed really. My eyes had always been sensitive to darkness. Reaching for the first cupboard, I began to ransack them, looking for something which would help bring up my energy. I was so hungry, so thirsty it was unreal.
Pulling a jar of cookies from the shelf, I began to stuff my face with the dry oatmeal tasting cookies, and though they were most definitely stale, I still devoured them as if they were the most delicious meal in the world. Before I could eat past four, however, my thirst peaked, reminding me that I had other needs. Still clutching the cookie jar under my arm I stumbled towards the sink, turning the tap lightly. The pipes grumbled and made a slight metallic groan, but other than that nothing happened. Like electricity, this place also seemed to lack water. I felt my heart drop.
"Thirsty?" I whirled as the voice cut through the otherwise stormy silence and turned to find Dimitri leaning against one of the counters of the kitchen, watching me with amusement. As I stared into his eyes in shock, I realised he was motioning with his hand for me to take something. Glancing down, I caught a glimpse of a bottle of water, and without taking my eyes from him, reached out and took it, unscrewing the lid and guzzling down the liquid like there was no tomorrow, letting out a moan of pleasure. The burn in my throat began to dim.
After I had drained the bottle, I set it down on the counter, letting out a slight sigh of satisfaction. I turned to look at Dimitri again, and saw that his expression had changed to one of anguish. His eyes seemed to plea at me, though I wasn't sure how to react. We stood like that for some time, simply staring at one another, drinking in one another's features before his eyes dropped down to the cookie jar tucked under my arm.
"Are you hungry?" I shook my head and cleared my throat to speak, though my voice was still no more than a whisper, like his.
"No, I was mostly thirsty. Thank you… for the water." He nodded, his face now a blank guardian mask. My eyes dipped to the floor, suddenly feeling self conscious. "And thank you for helping rescue me, too." I didn't look up when he answered, instead following the grains of the wood on the floor, watching the swirling patterns of the wood.
"I didn't do this for you, Rose. I did it for Vasilisa. She asked me to help her, and I did. I am forever in her debt." I glanced up at the harsh words, and like before when he spoke of Lissa, Dimitri's expression suddenly became soft, gentle as his eyes looked past me, as though seeing her behind him. I scowled at the floor, stung by his words.
"Well, that's good to know. Now if you excuse me, I think I'll catch a bit more sleep…" As I began to step around him, now standing by his side Dimitri suddenly spoke again, the content and bitter tone of his words halting me in my tracks.
"Ah yes. I saw Ivashkov head into your room last night. How's the bite?" I whirled to face him, my expression shocked and horrified. I realised we were just centimeters apart, but I still refused to back off, anger now flooding through me. He was definitely out of order.
"It's none of your business who comes into my room!" His own expression never faltered, his face in it's normal Guardian mask, completely emotionless, strict. His tone, however, was spiteful and harsh.
"I suppose not, but I promised Vasilisa I would get you away safely, and I cant do that if your weak from bloodloss, can I?" I knew he was making petty excuses, and deep down at the back of my mind a voice was telling me it was only because he was jealous. But I was too angry to listen to reason, to any explanation, and instead I held up my hand, jabbing my finger at him as I began to stalk forwards, filling the space more.
"How dare you! As If I would…" Before I could defend myself, my eyes suddenly blacked out, and though I had been heading towards Dimitri, suddenly I was making a beeline to the floor, my cookie jar slipping from my hand and landing with a hollow thud at my feet. Before I made contact, however, I felt strong arms wrap around me, holding me up. My eyes closed momentarily, trying to steady my vision and wooziness.
"Roza are you alright?" His voice was panicked in my ear and filled with worry. But I couldn't answer. My breathing had accelerated, my heart rate going overtime as the smell of his aftershave trailed over me, the feel of his strong arms around me heating my cold body. I whimpered slightly, holding back a sob as the memories of how we used to be flooded back to me.
"Roza…" I felt the arms wrapped around me tighten, shifting me so that I was pressed against his chest fully, my face in his shoulder. I shivered at the sudden warmth, and snuggled closer, pressing my face into the crook of his neck. I could feel him shiver, then sigh, resting his face against the top of my head.
I couldn't help myself. The sudden proximity, the smell of him, everything was bringing back memories, sudden and sharp reminders of our past. I wrapped my arms around his neck, drawing him closer. His own arms responded by wrapping closer around me, and I let out a sigh of my own, before moving my lips to his neck, kissing lightly before suckling. I felt him moan, and carried on with slightly more pressure.
Suddenly one of his arms trailed up to my neck, pulling at the hair so that my head tilted back to face him. He looked down at me, his eyes filled with the same passion I suddenly felt. I knew form his eyes he felt the same way. Heat flared up all over my body, my heart thumping wildly as I closed my eyes, learning up to him, waiting for the touch of his lips…
Which never came. He pulled me up into a standing position before releasing me, the sudden draft of cold air making me shiver, my eyes searching his for some reason, but his hard mask was back. He was backing away from me, walking away towards the sofas.
"You should return to your room. We're setting off early." That was all he said. Rejection flooded through me, my mind searching over everything I had done looking for some mistake I couldn't find. It had all felt so perfect, so natural. Tears sprang to my eyes, though I refused to let him see. Instead, I stalked off towards my room, climbing over the sleeping Adrian to snuggle back under the covers, turning my back to the doorway so I faced the wall.
Pushing my face into the pillow, I sobbed quietly, not understanding what I had done wrong. I thought over my actions, slowly letting my tears and sobs stop. Now I just felt angry. Before I could think it over too much, however, I felt Adrian shift behind me, turning so that he was pulling me back against his body, spooning me. His face went to my neck, lips turned up to my ear.
"Are you awake my little dhampir?" Lightly, Adrian began to kiss from the start of my shoulder up to the under part of my ear. I shivered despite my anger, feeling my tense body sink back against him, turning my head slightly towards him. My rejection had spurred in me a sudden need to be wanted, and Adrian's attention was most definitely helping.
"I am now…" I made my voice as seductive as I could, feeling his arm twist around so that he was hugging me, his other slipping up my head. I leaned back into him closer, thrusting back in a way I knew would spark a reaction. Adrian groaned, leaning forwards to press his already semi hard self into my butt. I grinned.
"Ah… you will be the death of me Rose…" He chuckled after he spoke, and my smile widened. I trusted back once more, before turning quickly so that I was on top of him, sitting up so that I was kneeling on either side of him. I saw his eyes widen, before clouding over with sudden desire. I grinded my hips slightly, leaning forwards so that my hair swung over one shoulder while I pressed my face into his neck, my mouth licking and sucking at his neck whilst my hands roamed over his chest.
"Rose…" Adrian groaned, thrusting up to meet my hips, his hands locking onto my back pulling me closer. Lifting my head, I moved my lips to his mouth, kissing him lightly before deepening the kiss, opening my mouth slightly and letting my tongue lick his bottom lips slightly. He opened his lips for me willingly, as we clung to each other desperately, needing to be closer. His hands moved from my back to my hips, pushing them down harder so that I ground him harder. I groaned as I felt my center brush his hardness.
Suddenly we was a mess of flying clothes as we both rushed to remove each others clothing as fast as we could. When we was both naked, Adrian was laying on top of me, his mouth connecting to mine again as he kissed me deeply, his hands trailing from my hips to my arms, whilst mine curled around his neck, one gripping his hair pulling him closer if that was possible.
I felt his legs slide between mine, pushing them apart and I knew what was happening. Panic set in, and I wondered if I should stop this. Adrian seemed to sense my hesitation and stopping kissing me to look into my eyes, both of us breathing insanely loudly.
"We don't have to if you don't want too…" I knew he wanted too, that he wanted this badly, and right now, so did I. I pulled his head back to mine, kissing him, letting him know that I did want this. His hand trailed up my body towards my breast, cupping it lightly as I arched my back towards him, aware of the hard pressure against the inside of my thigh as I did so. I moaned, loving the feeling of his hand massaging my breast, his thumb grazing my hardened nipped lightly. I arched my hips up again, wanting to feel him closer.
Adrian seemed to have the same want, as at the same down he positioned himself, so that when I arched up his hardness pressed against my center gently, entered just slightly, his mouth moving to the crook of my neck, preparing to enter. I gasped at the feeling, suddenly hyper aware of what we was doing.
"Wait no… stop Adrian stop…" I was gasping, tugging on his hair telling him to stop. He lifted his head to stare at me, his eyes slightly unfocused. He stared into them until with a flash they locked onto mine in confusion, now fully alert.
"I.. What? I thought you wanted this…" I held my finger to his lips shushing him, hating the way his voice pleased.
"I do want this Adrian, I just… I cant risk having a child, not now. There's so much I want to do and…" It was the same argument I had given him back at the court. Adrian nodded slowly, his eyes still filled with disappointment. With a sigh, he shifted to the side as I was suddenly filed with a sense of Déjà vu. I turned towards him, frowning. Cupping his face in my hands, I spoke lowly, making sure that he heard me clearly.
"I never said stop… remember last time? You said that was the best none sex you've ever had… we could… you know, I could let you…" I dropped my hands from his face, shoving my hair off my shoulder revealing my neck to him. Adrian's eyes locked onto my throat, his expression suddenly turning hungry. He learned towards me, before stopping to look at me briefly.
"Aren't you feeling weak?" I shook my head. Though I was still feeling weak, I knew that all I needed, really, was a proper meal and some more water. This would be fine… I turned around to that my back was too him, leaning back into him so that we was spooning again. His arm shifted under my head, acting like a pillow, whilst the other trailed down my hip, resting on my lower stomach. I sighed at the touch of his lips against my neck, anticipating the bite.
As his fangs dug into me, I let out a slight yelp, though it quickly turned to a moan as the endorphins kicked in. His hand on my stomach went lower, reaching my most private part as his slipped his fingers into my folds, his hands trailing over the area, his thumb circling my clit in circles. I moan harder, bucking my hips, sliding towards his hand yet away from his body. I heard him growl, pulling me back against him hard so that his hardness was once again just bellow my butt. As his hands spread my legs, I felt him slip him fingers into me, pumping them slowly, curling slightly to hit that special spot.
I cried out in pleasure, feeling his cock grind against me rocking my hips against his hand. Shocks of pleasure ran though me, adding to the pleasure of his bite. My legs spread wider, invitingly, lost in the bliss of the experience. Suddenly his cock moved form the hold on my lower back and slipped between my spread legs, resting on my folds. I moaned louder, feeling the length of him against me. My mind was swimming, barley able to make reasonable thoughts. I knew I should stop that, but I just couldn't. It was all about the pleasure. Adrian groaned loudly against my neck, drawing me closer.
I felt him slip inside me, and I let out a shout of pleasure, rocking against him as he pushed hard against me, grinding his hips furiously. I whimpered, overcome buy the different pleasured sensations going on around me. Adrian was grunting against my neck, still drinking, and I knew he was going on longer than he should. I was starting to feel weak and dizzy. It was his hand now back against my lower stomach that thrusted me back against him, having no strength to do so myself. I could see black spots in my vision, and I knew I was going to black out any second.
Before I could slip into the darkness, however, Adrian suddenly tore his lips away from my neck and pulled out of me, pushing away from me slightly. I rolled forwards from the momentum of the push, my body too weak to respond. I whimpered from the absence of both his fangs and cock inside me.
"I…Rose I'm sorry I got too carried away.. Are you okay?" Adrian gently rolled me onto my back, holding me too him as he gazed into my eyes, though I found it difficult to focus on him, my mind a haze of left over pleasure and endorphins. Pulling me against him, he buried his face into my hair, and I closed my eyes gratefully. I used my remaining strength to snuggled against him, sighing at the comfort.
"That was… just, wow… Sleep my little dhampir… you deserve some rest." And once again I listened to him, and let the darkness of sleep carry me away.
Authors Note:
D: D: there you go guys, a slight lemon for you (man I was blushing writing that haha :D ) Rose has been bad, using Adrian as a source of comfort form Dimitri rejection tut tut. Still, they shall have there moment! Also, I need to stop ending with her passing out :l bleeh.
