Rose was being quiet Dimitri noted. Too quiet. He was pretty sure he had a clue as to why, but he knew better than to jump to conclusions something he'd learned early on in their relationship.
"You gonna talk or am I gonna have to pry it out of you?"
Rose through Dimitri a look before turning her eyes back to her phone. "You already know, why do I need to explain anything?"
"Cause I wanna hear it you say it, now talk Rosemarie."
Rose hissed at her government name but kept from speaking out on it. Dimitri only used her full name when he meant business and by the tone of his voice he meant it.
"Tasha gonna be in town."
Dimitri rolled her eyes "I thought we we're over this Rose." Said woman furiously turned her body towards him "Don't you fucking do it Belikov."
"Don't curse at me Rose."
"Don't be a ass, you know that's not the reason I'm pissed so don't insinuate it." Rose hissed.
"Then what exactly are you mad at Rose I'd like to know." Dimitri said, the cat and mouse game they were playing officially getting on his nerves.
"Are you fucking serious right no- you know what Dimitri."
"Here we fucking go, Rose we're not doing this. I refuse to do this with you." Dimitri hissed.
"DO WHAT DIMITRI? TALK?!" Rose exclaimed. She was confused, when had this turned into a fight? Why were the fighting in the first place? They could've talked like civil people but sometimes they couldn't portray such things. That how most of their fights began.
"We'll talk when we get home I'm done with this conversation for now."
Rose huffed crossing her arms over chest. Fine he'd talk when they got home. He'd be talking to her fucking back because she was going to sleep.
Rose doesn't wait for Dimitri as the elevator stops on their floor, strutting out the doors and kicking off her shoes. Dimitri drops onto the sofa, unimpressed with Rose's silent treatment. "Talk now or forever hold your piece Rose."
Said woman doesn't even look towards him opting to getting out of her dress. "So you whined and threw a fit in the car just to not say anything when we can actually talk about it? Fucking childish."
Rose let out a humorless laugh "Just drop it I don't even care anymore what happens, happens." She didn't wait for a response disappearing into the bathroom and slamming the door behind her.
Dimitri snorted only Rose could through a tantrum then ten minutes later it "didn't matter"
Rose waited in the tub, if she'd played this right Dimitri would be knocking on the door anytime now. Maybe if they unwinded a little they could talk like adults, what better way to do that than to fuck like rabbits. That was the best way in Rose's mind anyway.
BESIDES she knew Dimitri like the back of her hand, she just had to wait because while Dimitri was one of the most patient people she knew he could only hold out for so long when I came to her so all she had to do was wait.
Rose pushes her face into her pillow, a whimper stuck in her throat. Dimitri stops, before he plants one of his hands next to Rose's head the other twined around her neck. Then he's pounding again, using all his strength to dominate and conquer.
Rose's eyes rolled into the back of her head; her mouth falling open. Dimitri buried his head in her shoulder "Your so big Mitri."
Dimitri hisses, letting his body weight crush Rose to the bed. She wails throwing her hips back as much as she can in this position. Dimitri meets every thrust with his own groans, falling from his lips.
Rose seizes up when her orgasm crashes on her like waves on a beach. Dimitri follows after her, his arms wrapping around her constricting her movements.
Quiet soon takes over, as they catch their breath. Dimitri is still on top of her and from his yawn Rose can tell he isn't planning on moving anytime soon.
"What am I going to do with Tasha?"
Dimitri shakes in head "Your not going to do anything just leave it to me ok?"
Rose wants to argue, to tell him she can handle herself, but he's already asleep and Rose wants to be mad but she can't when she knows it's her that put him to sleep like that.