Peaceful Embrace
August, 2010
Rating- MATURE, contains sex
First Person POV- Rose
"You fought beside my mother in Moscow. You got molnija marks with my mother?" There were many parts of Dimitri's story which had stunned me. The thing that I really couldn't fathom, was that Dimitri had fought alongside my own mother. "And you never told me?"
"It never came up," he said simply.
My jaw fell open. I couldn't manage any words.
"Roza." His voice was soothing, but also amused. "There are many things I haven't told you about my life. We haven't had much time to just talk together."
I eventually conceded his point. "Fair enough. I'm sorry you went through all of that."
"We've faced worse."
I thought over everything that had happened since meeting Dimitri and couldn't argue with him. "True. How long did Ivan and Karina date?"
"Almost a year. They did well together, but ultimately they had different goals. She wanted to marry and settle down. Ivan, well he never stayed in one place very long." His voice trailed off as he lost himself in memory.
I put my hand in his and squeezed. I knew that Ivan's loss hurt him. I wondered how many friends he had lost along the way. How many of their faces haunted his sleep beside the visions of his kills as a Strigoi? "I'd love to hear more about him and your other friends one day."
"One day." He agreed.
"Are you still friends with her?"
"Karina?" I nodded. "Yes, we still talk. She was actually here for the election and coronation. She was questioned about her association with Tasha. She eventually entered testimony against Tasha."
"What?" I hadn't thought this day could get any weirder, but it just had.
He breathed deeply. Tasha's actions still hurt him, and everyone else who had called Tasha Ozera a friend. "After Moscow, Karina and Tasha became friends. Karina and her husband are trained in both physical and elemental combat. They had come here around when you graduated, since they knew Tasha would be here for a while. Everyone associated with Tasha has been interviewed, and Karina did have some contributions to the investigation."
"What did she know?"
He looked away for a long time before returning his gaze to me. "After the age decree was announced, she and Tasha spoke briefly. Apparently Tasha told her that she would get the law changed, by any means necessary."
I stared at him in shock. I shouldn't have been shocked, not really. I knew that Tasha had used "any means necessary," but the harshness of those words sent a chill down my spine. "When did you talk to her about this?"
"When you were in recovery from being shot. She would like to meet you one day."
"Yeah, of course. I'd like to meet anyone you call a friend. You know my friends."
"Well then, when everything is more settled at court, we will go see her and her family."
I laughed. "I would love to know when life is going to be more settled. There are people protesting Lissa's rule, and the age law still needs to be reversed. I want to just relax."
He pulled me into his arms and pressed a kiss to the top of my head. "Everything will be easier with time, we just need to be patient."
"Mmm," I mumbled, curling against him. I pondered over his story more, and my mind wandered back to Tasha. "What happened between you and Tasha?"
"Hmm?"
"Last year." I shifted so that I was looking at him. "She offered for you to be her guardian, and I know you turned it down... but I don't know what happened between you. I was so jealous of her attention toward you, and you were obviously friends for a long time. She really liked you and she clearly hated me..."
He cupped my cheek with his hand, sorrow in his every feature. "She didn't hate you." I started to speak, but he kept talking. "As for last year, nothing happened between her and me."
"But, she was flirting with you all the time and you were so friendly with her..."
"Nothing happened." I began to protest again, but he spoke over me, again. "I will tell you everything that happened at the ski lodge, but not tonight. I'm exhausted."
I could see in his face that he truly was exhausted. "Tomorrow?" My tone was light and hopeful. I really did want to know what had happened during the Christmas holiday last year.
"Tomorrow," he agreed.
I kissed him. "I like learning about you."
"I enjoy telling you about my life." His lips met mine again, soft and warm.
We kissed for several moments before I shifted onto his lap. Our kissed grew deeper and more passionate. We pulled apart briefly so that he could pull off my shirt and then his shirt. He kissed my cheek, my chin, my shoulder and then down to my breasts. He didn't kiss my neck. He didn't touch my neck. Not that I really paid much attention to him avoiding my neck, since his attention to my breasts was far more interesting.
As his lips caressed my skin, his fingers traced delicate patterns along my spine. I shivered against him. I would never tire of the fire he awoke within me. Needing something to do, I cupped his face with my hands and brought his lips back to mine. Hungry, eager, I kissed him breathless.
We shifted. I crouched above him so that he could pull my pants and underwear off. His hands caressed my hips and thighs, sliding ever so slowly between my legs. I moaned as he ran his fingers along the places where he knew I most wanted him.
Impatient, I tried shifting so that he would actually penetrate me, but he resisted, laughing. "Not yet Roza."
Groaning, I allowed him to tease me. I kissed his neck and nipped at his ear while my hands played with his belt. From my angle, the belt was a frustrating challenge. With a chuckle, his hands left my inner thighs and assisted with unfastening his belt. We shifted so that he could remove his pants and underwear.
Now naked, I pressed close to him, kissing him forcefully. I could feel him, hard and ready between my legs. He was impatiently trying to shift me so that he could enter me, but I wanted to tease him for a little while as payback for his teasing. I kissed along his neck, trailing my fingers along his shoulders and arms. His fingers ran softly along my back, down to where our bodies were almost joined. Every time he tried to push into me, I would shift my hips upward with a light laugh.
When I couldn't take the teasing another moment, I reached between my legs and positioned him so that I could slide onto him. We moaned together as we connected. I dug my nails into his shoulders as I rolled my hips. He held my hips, guiding me. I was still learning the best ways to move while on top, but he was a willing teacher and I was a more than willing student.
I gasped as he pressed into me, harder than his previous thrusts. I felt my eyes roll back in ecstasy. No longer wanting to be on top, I shifted, moaning as he slid within me. He got the hint, turning us so that I lay with my back on the sofa.
"Моя красавица" He muttered the words in Russian. I had no idea what it meant. He usually murmured in Russian when we had sex.
He pushed my legs up, resting them on his shoulders. I held onto his forearms, digging my nails in, breaking skin. He pushed into me, hard and fast. The angle of his thrusts drove me wild. My moans grew stronger and louder, until my entire body trembled beneath him.
I lost myself in the rush of bliss. Idly, my mind wondered what an orgasm would be like while under the influence of a vampire bite. I felt Dimitri climax with a shudder inside me. We rode out the ecstasy together for several moments before he pulled out of me. I shivered at the loss. He moved so that we lay together, curled against one another.
I was content in his arms, safe in his peaceful embrace.
AN:
Thank you all for your lovely comments :)
I figured that I had to give you a Dimitri/Rose sex scene after giving you a Dimitri/not Rose sex scene. Weirdly, even though I've been writing fanfics for over 10 years, these were the first two M rated sex scenes I've written.
(MY BEAUTY) "Моя красавица"
I'm using Google Translate, so... I know that it is a literal translation and not necessarily the best phrasing. (Possessive versus self-referential...)
The next chapter is still rated back to a Teen rating, and set in Frostbite.