Sorry I was slow in putting this up... I have a major bio lab due tomorrow and I was working on this and the lab all day.
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Dimitri did not acknowledge me the entire way to the cabin. He opened the door and walked in before me and didn't even check to see if I was still following him.
I wasn't really sure what I was feeling. Annoyed, betrayed, irritated, angered, pacified, disgusted, surprised, disappointed, remorseful, indifferent. Dimitri's behavior kind of registered in the back of my mind, but I didn't acknowledge it as I entered the cabin and stopped in the doorway. I looked around and saw Dimitri was standing a few steps in and to the left of the door. He was watching me, almost waiting for my reaction.
I felt like I needed to do something, so I walked up to the table that was in front of me and put my hand on the back of a seat. I pulled it out. Then I pushed it over so it tipped to the floor. It wasn't a very progressive movement, but it made a satisfying thump as it landed on the ground. I picked it up, and knocked it over again. I smiled and looked over at Dimitri.
He was still watching me, and when he saw whatever look was in my eyes, he turned into the kitchen and set up the coffee pot. I went back to knocking the chairs down and basically making a mess of the place.
When I got to the last kitchen chair, Dimitri put a hand on my shoulder to stop me, the other holding a coffee mug, and asked "Can I use this one?"
"Of course," I answered with a mocking bow to him, then turned my attention to the other movable things in the cabin.
I knew I was getting nothing accomplished, but it felt so good to see my actions make an immediate impact on something. Even something as trivial as moving the pillows on the couch.
When I was done pulling the sheets off the bed, I looked back over at the kitchen. Dimitri must think I'm crazy. Walking back to the kitchen, he seemed engrossed in a Western novel he apparently pulled out of nowhere and his coffee mug was empty.
I opened my mouth and tried to form an explanation. "Dimitri, I-"
"Hold on a minute, I just got to the good part," he said, not even looking up at me.
My mouth snapped shut, cutting off the excuse mid-thought. Quite frankly, he was being rude to me. He doesn't deserve an excuse.
I stood where I was and just watched him turn page after page of his book. The irritation I had felt toward him seconds before began to fade and I wondered if I really should be mad at him too, but he really hasn't done anything to me. He has let me tear apart the cabin and didn't raise any questions or judge me. He didn't treat me like a child and chastise me for being immature; he let me run the feelings out of my body and calm myself down.
With the soft sound a book makes when it closes, Dimitri lifted his eyes and met my stare. He shifted and placed his book on the floor then turned back to me with open arms. I gladly stepped forward and sat across his lap and laid my head on his shoulder. His arms came around and held me to him as he rested his cheek on my head. We stayed silent for a while, the only movement from Dimitri as he rubbed his hand consolingly up and down my arm.
After a few minutes, I felt Dimitri's voice hum in his chest when he asked me, "Do you want to talk about it?"
I snuggled deeper into his chest and shook my head 'no' and just breathed in the heavenly scent that is my Dimitri. He didn't push for more and continued to rub my arm.
I turned my head and gently kissed his neck. His hand stopped moving and he lifted his head to look at me. I kissed his jawbone and moved closer to his lips. Why wasn't he doing anything? I strained my neck and put our lips together and gave him a soft kiss, but I still got no response. I was nearing desperation now and I shifted my position on his lap so now I was straddling him.
I forcefully brought our lips together again and I finally got him to react. I felt him both kiss me back and move beneath me before he pushed my face back and asked me something he obviously needed to ask.
"Roza, are you sure you want to do this? I know you're upset, and you know that I want to do this, but-"
"I need you Dimitri," I whispered seductively.
He kissed me back so hard that I got light-headed and had to break away to catch my breath. His lips travelled down my neck and stopped at my collar bone as his hands moved down my back and found their way under my shirt. In one smooth motion he got it over my head and brought our lips back together again as his fingers slipped under my waistband.
I lifted myself up slightly and pulled his shirt over his head too. He made an impatient noise at the temporary interruption and when I ran my hands across his chest he seemed to growl with animal pleasure. He brought his mouth to my chest just above my bra and the sensation that spread through me was so strong that I needed more.
I brought my hands down and when I unbuttoned his jeans he gasped and moaned "Roza," as he began to guide my hips with his hands.
With my arms around his neck, I pulled his face back up to mine and kissed him hard and deep. I felt him shift a little beneath me and smiled against his lips. I should let little Dimitri out soon or he might explode. I kneeled up and stood back off the chair, dragging one of his hands with me. I thought I would direct us to the bed, but it seems that Dimitri couldn't have made it that far.
He pushed my back up against the wall and kicked his pants off. There was my boy. Within seconds, Dimitri had pulled my pants off too and lifted me so I could wrap my legs around his waist. Looking straight into my eyes, he plunged into me and I experienced sex for the second time.
When I reached my peak I screamed out his name and bit into his shoulder. Within seconds, I felt Dimitri shudder and reach his release too. We were both breathing heavily and I set my feet back down on the floor. I was leaning on the wall because I wasn't sure if I could stand up on my own, and I think Dimitri was leaning his forehead against mine to keep himself up too.
It was fast, hot, intense, and everything I needed in that moment. In thanks, I leaned forward and gave him a light peck on the lips before I dared to push myself off the wall. Dimitri still stood by the wall as I picked up my pants and underwear and slipped them on. I walked over to grab my shirt and turned around to look at him. He was watching me with a sad smile on his lips.
"I should say I'm sorry, but I'm not," he said, pulling on his pants. He walked to me and wrapped his arms around my waist as he nuzzled my neck. I dropped my shirt and brought my arms around his neck again as he picked me up and carried me to the bed. It didn't have any sheets on it thanks to my earlier cabin-destruction scene, but it didn't really matter to us.
He laid me down on the bed and snuggled back behind me and whispered, "They won't expect us back. We should get some sleep." He kept one arm around my waist and gently stroked my stomach.
"Dimitri I don't think we can ever tell my mother about us," I curled myself into a small ball and held my legs to my chest. I felt the bed sink down behind me as Dimitri pushed himself up and looked over my shoulder and tried to meet my eyes.
He brushed my hair out of my face and turned my chin toward him, "What do you mean?"
"She said before that Dhampirs getting together for a long term makes no sense. That it can never mean anything and Moroi come first. Are we wrong? Look at what we are doing - there is no way this can be good for anyone…"
"Oh Roza, of course it means something. Our love doesn't mean that we have to leave our Guardian duties behind, it just means we have to do a little rearranging. We can be together and we don't have to tell your mother if you don't want to. But I do want you to meet my family one day. They already love you," he reassured me and kissed my cheek. "Now close your eyes and get some rest. We can get back to school tomorrow morning."
"Thank you Dimitri," he really was like my Knight in Shining Armor. I let myself settle in for a perfect night's sleep in his arms.
Hours later I woke with a start and gasped at the emotions streaming through the bond.
I turned around and saw Dimitri's sleeping face. His hair was loose and crazy around his face and I was struck by the utter perfection of this moment. He was so innocent in sleep. I kissed his lips and coaxed him awake and I knew the instant he woke when he kissed me back.
I pulled back and smiled at him, "Good morning, Lissa's up and looking for me. I think we have to get back now."
Looks like it's time for the Moroi to come into the story...
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