The weather had finally taken a turn more toward the autumn; it was nearly October at this point. This also meant chilly rain, which Lili wasn't too pleased about, though Sergei didn't seem to care. Given that he had probably lived in snow drifts for weeks waiting for a kill-or so Lili thought-she wasn't surprised.
Lili had felt like going out shopping that day; Sergei was with her. The great thing about his 'duty' was that he was her bodyguard, and so could be seen out with her with absolutely no issues whatsoever; he rode in the same limo, and sat at the same dining establishments.
Of course, no one had any clue onto usually what happened the night before-or sometimes even that morning-but that was an aspect that Lili liked. She occasionally had to try to keep a straight face when talking to Alain when he was busy driving them around.
They were taking a break, Lili sitting in a fine cafe and looking over a few things on her tablet that she really should have done already but she had ended up a little...distracted a few times. She took a sip of her drink and looked out the window; Sergei was outside, having a cigarette. She couldn't help but look at him for awhile. He was wearing his longer rain jacket; it was a dark brownish green coat, which he had open at the moment. Underneath he had on a tight Kevlar shirt and his usual field trousers and combat boots; she watched his hulking frame pace back and forth as he took drags of the cigarette. He would occasionally glance inside to make sure everything was okay.
Lili had to chuckle as people seemingly maneuvered far away to get around him; he was so good at intimidating people he didn't even have to try. She noticed him rub the scar on his mouth; he would do this now and again, often when he was in thought. He would do it a bit more harshly if he was agitated, but she could tell that was not the case at this moment.
She had actually been a bit frustrated with him this morning. It happened from time to time. She was still, for all intents and purposes, a young lady who was a bit on the spoiled side and used to getting her way. She could occasionally get frustrated at his extraordinarily stubborn devotion to his work, and how he would rarely give concrete answers. She knew they couldn't have anything official, but it still frustrated her when he would leave things too open. She knew his duty was to his motherland and his killing arts, but she sort of wished that she was at the top of the list, even though she knew she couldn't be.
When she was walking out of the flat in a huff-he had said very little the entire time, simply explaining his situation as she knew he would-she felt his hand come over her shoulder and the backs of his fingers stroke down the side of her face once. He said nothing. She sighed after a moment, since she knew what that meant.
Sergei, as always, used actions over words.
It was so hard for her to stay upset. She realized she wasn't even upset at him, but more at the situation. She made her choice-she knew exactly what she was getting; an affair with a man ten years older whom put his military duty above all whom she may only get to see now and then.
She knew by his touch that he cared more than she realized sometimes. He was never what you would call sweet, emotional, or anything of that nature. Yet she felt far, far more when he touched her than she did with any of the guys she had dated who were of the more traditional type.
She looked back outside at him; he was watching her from outside, the cigarette in his mouth. That longcoat, she mused, looked nice on him. Anything looked nice on him, be it uniform, field gear...or, well, much less.
He finished the cigarette, coming back in to sit next to her, silently looking around for a moment before nodding toward the empty cup in front of him; the waiter realized he wanted a refill, and so poured him the coffee and brought over a second shot of vodka. Sergei took his coffee with vodka when he was out. Lili mused that she rarely saw him eat unless it was at a restaurant, when he would often get very large portions and had a penchant for meat. She figured he had to eat a ton to keep that massive body going, but she guessed he just did mostly in his own flat or on his own time. She wondered what sorts of foods they ate in Russia. She knew of the dumplings, which she had at a dinner with her father and one of his Russian corporate colleagues, but not much else. She was quite schooled on other fine cuisines, but mostly around Western Europe or Japan.
She looked out the window before realizing she no longer wanted to be doing work. She remembered why she got frustrated this morning...and she wanted to go actually just back to her giant flat. She looked over.
"I'm ready." She stood, going over to the coatroom to get her coat, which one of the doormen picked up and helped her into. She tipped him nicely.
Sergei was already waiting by the door, holding it open.
"Home?" he asked.
Lili nodded. "You're coming with me." She smirked, letting him know he didn't have much choice in the matter.
She heard him chuckle once-in that deep voice that she loved to hear on the odd times she did-as he escorted her to the waiting limo.
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Sergei had arrived in her room after a couple of hours; he had his own reports to write and correspondence to deal with. He never really had days off, more just times where he could relax. She was half-dressed at this moment, planning on a shower soon. He nodded at her-she always chuckled since after all they did he still nodded hello-and sat back on the sofa there, seemingly relaxing. He had probably been up since dawn, she figured. He usually was. He wasn't wearing too much himself-just his usual trousers and a tank top. She offhandedly wondered if he had on anything underneath, and chuckled to herself when the thought entered.
She saw him spin his arm for a moment and decided she wanted to do something for him. She walked up behind him, putting her hands on his shoulders to begin to massage them. She felt him tense up for just a moment-but then exhale deeply, moaning softly in his throat. She couldn't see it, but the small smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. It started to feel rather nice right away.
He was sometimes thankful that Lili sort of helped him enjoy some things that had nothing to do with battle.
He was tense; she imagined he did not get this done often. And by often, she meant 'at all'. She did regret not doing this more; she would have to rectify that in their future meetings. Her hands stayed on his shoulders, traveling to his neck to work out some of the tense feeling as well; Sergei simply leaned forward to let her massage him.
It felt very nice. He enjoyed her touch as it was, and this sort of thing wasn't too common for him. The last time he had one of these was indeed from Lili, back when he was at their manor...which was a long time ago. He liked how she knew she could be fairly rough with this, as it felt better to him.
He knew there would be no stopping the rather crowded feeling his trousers were getting at the moment, but that was typical when he was around her in private. He was quite good at composing himself in public, even when she wore more revealing or sexy outfits, but when alone he stopped even bothering. He leaned his head forward more, closing his eyes.
Lili continued for awhile, rubbing his neck and shoulders up and down, using her thumbs to go down his spine a bit to relax him a bit more. When she heard him give out a low sigh, she stood back, running her hands through his hair a few times. He had it out of it's tail again; it was it's usual length. He seemed to keep it trimmed around this. He liked it around this length since it was long enough to keep him a bit warmer in the bitter winters, but short enough to quickly make look neat and presentable. She rubbed his neck a few more moments before leaning down slightly.
He turned to face her, his telltale smirk appearing. He reached a hand over to trace down her side.
You're welcome, Sergei. She knew what he meant.
She turned to go take a shower. It had been sort of a long day of running around.
Lili sipped a cappuccino she had made; she had enjoyed her long shower and now wandered around...wearing only one of her tank tops. She was thankful to be 'off' for a few days, so to speak; today was the last day for a bit that she had to do anything particularly important.
Being busy had the drawback of not getting much time to do what she wanted, but that happened. She was happy Sergei came over today after everything, and now the two were relaxing after she had given him the small massage; though nothing besides that had happened between them...yet. She noticed him eyeing her, as she did from time to time. Given her outfit had no pants at all at the moment, there was absolutely nothing between the two of them. The shirt was a bit longer than normal-she usually wore it when she wished to cover her stomach somewhat-but it did not cover a whole lot of her.
He leaned back on the couch, reaching a hand out when she walked by him to brush it over her rear. She giggled.
"Already?" To be fair, he had composed himself for quite awhile.
He looked up at her with an expression that seemed to ask her if she was kidding or not; they had been together for awhile with nothing happening, she had given him an incredibly nice massage, and now she was walking around in front of him with no pants on. In his position his head was barely over a foot from her nether regions. He leaned over to kiss her stomach a few times, a hand reaching around over to her rear. Lili simultaneously moaned and laughed; it felt very good, but ticklish.
Sergei thought idly to himself if she expected him to do anything else when she walked by him with absolutely nothing on her lower body. He only teased her a few moments though, kissing her a few more times before letting her get back to whatever she was doing.
She sort of forgot at the moment-and of course she picked her 'outfit' with purpose-and just lay down with him on the sofa. She liked doing this, anyhow. This was one of her favorite things to do with him that wasn't sexual, besides sparring when she could coax or trick him into doing that with her. His hand came around to run over her leg and rear again; with them in such close vicinity, it was a little hard for him to resist.
Lili looked over at him to instigate a kiss. Suddenly, she sort of wanted the night to become more. Maybe it was to let things slip off of her, so to speak; Sergei's pleasure was always something that was really damn good at getting her mind off of stuff. She had been a little frustrated at her situation lately, which happened from time to time. She decided to go ahead and start things off. Lili was always a bold young woman, though she hadn't developed the bold nature of the more sexual kind until Sergei.
She walked over to the wall, gesturing for him to come over. He did, running his hands over her shoulders and her face. He leaned over and kissed her lips several times softly before giving her a deep one, his tongue sliding into her mouth and around. It didn't take long for it to pick up intensity; when the two of them were together physically this was usually the case. They sort of knew in the back of their head that he may have duty beyond having to guard her at any time, and that they could be caught, or whatever else-so they seemed to take advantage of all of the physical time they could.
His hands went over her rear and the backs of her legs, massaging them before moving back up a bit. He looked down, crouching to kiss below her navel a few moments, but stopping short. She slightly opened her legs in an attempt to keep him from teasing her too much, though he just gave her an evil smirk before trailing back up again, paying some attention to her breasts on the way, running his tongue slowly around them before nipping at them ever so slightly.
She gasped; he nipped just hard enough to cause a bit of pain, though pleasant pain. He came back up to kiss her more. He was being quite heavy with her tonight, though she welcomed this after everything, and liked it anyway when he was.
He broke the kiss to trail down again, this time taking a more comfortable position before he began to kiss her mound, causing Lili to moan softly. He wrapped his hands around her waist to carry her to the edge of the bed; he set her down with her legs positioned off of it. She sat at the edge this time, putting her leg aside to give him better access. He did not start yet-he nuzzled her thigh for awhile, giving it very light kisses up and down, as he allowed his tongue to run up the smooth skin. He kissed up her other thigh, glancing up at her every so often. He would sometimes pause when he was particularly high up just to kiss a few times. He was teasing her very badly tonight, and she wondered what she did to deserve it. She also wondered how he had enough self control to not go right for her center, though she wouldn't realize it was all he could do to hold back. His breath and touch made her moan louder, hoping he would start to release her soon.
She let out a louder, gasping moan when she felt his lips press to her center once, and his tongue begin to run up and down her slowly; he still teased her. He kept tracing his tongue from bottom to top, again and again-and this started to drive Lili mad, as it would just barely touch everything before going back again. This wasn't fair she thought-he was getting to taste her but she was still getting tormented. She grasped his hair with her hand, entwining her fingers in it. The window was open, inviting in the cool breeze which felt nice against her skin; being so high up she could not hear much more but some occasional wind and whatever they were doing. The sound of his heavy breathing-as well as...other things, turned her on yet even more.
As mad he had been driving her, she knew the orgasms felt that much better after he teased her and she appreciated that he did not like to rush.
She looked down, seeing his tongue slightly out as she felt it swirling around her; she exhaled heavily at the feeling. It was just as hot this time as it was any other. She really liked the position of sitting on the side of the bed. She still wanted to experiment with things, including positions, until she found her favorites. They didn't use this one too often, as usually they had ended up into it so quickly she dropped right on the floor or was thrown on the sofa.
After seeing her in almost nothing, Sergei had wanted to do something about it. He didn't even need to say anything to her.
Not that he was actually able to speak at this particular moment.
Pushing closer, he moved a little more and now had full access from where he was; he opened his mouth, allowing the full length of his tongue to begin sliding around, going up inside of her to thrust for awhile.
Lili leaned her head forward, one hand rubbing the back of his head as she sort of pushed on him a little bit herself, completely enthralled by the feeling as her breathing grew heavier and more ragged. He had gotten really goddamn good at this over those weeks at the manor.
She continued to rub the back of his head, her fingers still in his hair as they kept up with his own rhythm. His mouth already very wet, he licked his lips a moment, sparing her a fast flick of his tongue before pausing to kiss her thigh again. Lili tried not to chuckle as it was a tiny bit ticklish; he kissed back to her center fast enough to continue. He slowly swirled his tongue around to somewhat clean her off, as she was completely soaked at this point, much to his pleasure. He moaned low himself as he stared up her body for a moment, reaching his hands around to give her rear a squeeze before running his hands back down her legs.
She let her head fall back, breathing heavily and moaning much more often now. Sergei moaned low as he began to suck at her clit, pressing back to her once again; he wanted to feel her shudder against him. He felt Lili thrusting toward him as he picked up the pace faster until he finally felt her tense in his grasp as he held onto her hips with both hands-one sliding up to stroke her firm stomach as he felt it contract in pleasure as she let out a much louder moan-not relenting in his ministrations until he felt her relax. She lay back after this finally, sighing.
He stayed for awhile more, however, lightening his touch and sucking at her slowly, causing more moans to escape her throat. Originally planning on stopping then, he knew when she tangled her fingers in some more she would be easy to bring over the edge again due to her sensitivity. He kept slowly at her for awhile-giving her light kisses and strokes of his tongue-until he suspected she was ready; as he returned to her clit with the tip of his tongue she put a free hand up to her mouth to catch a rather loud yelp. She found herself thrusting her own hips toward his mouth; she bit her lip, leaning her head back. It was the second time-once she got over the initial sensitivity-that could sometimes feel even better since she was already primed, so to speak. She especially liked when he began to pick up his pace in an almost rough manner near the end.
After a few moments of the wonderful feeling she shivered against him again, her moans louder than the time before, though she managed to hold them back somewhat, for discretion.
He finished drinking her in, thinking of how lovely she looked when she came. He didn't get up right away, instead leaning his head against her thigh, kissing it and lightly running his tongue over it a few times as her hand relaxed in his hair. He stayed there a short while, looking up at her, the small smile he would get forming in the corner of his mouth. She looked down at him for a few moments in silence as she ran a few fingers through his hair.
He nuzzled at her thigh a bit longer, finally kissing it one last time. He stood, shifting a bit and licking his lips. He brought his hand up around his chin to wipe a bit more off; he had gotten her off rather well this time, to say the least. Her midsection and his lower face were soaked. Lili chuckled; it was hard not to. She loved to see this side of him...and she loved the fact that she was the only person to have ever brought it out.
He sat next to her to stroke her with a large hand. Lili caught her breath and looked over at him, heavy lidded, once again musing how she considered herself extremely lucky on the intimate habits he had decided he liked. She reached over to smooth down his hair after she had done a fairly nice job of disheveling it holding onto his head. She positioned herself back on the bed to lay down for awhile; he joined her, with his head closer to her waist.
He didn't say anything, as usual. He didn't have to. Lili finally leaned up on her elbow to trace her hand down his face. She was careful to usually not do things she found too on the affectionate side because she did not want to get too attached in that way-but sometimes she couldn't help it...and of late, she really couldn't help it.
Sergei's smirk reappeared at that.
After some moments, she turned toward him. "Are you coming back to the manor?"
"I don't think that far ahead."
She nodded; she knew the answer to that, but she figured it didn't hurt to check back every once in awhile. "Look. I know we can't...have anything. Well anything more."
He nodded once. "Regardless, there is no one else. There would never be." He spoke the truth. Sergei was a very, very particular man when it came to things. Before Lili, he had no want really anymore for such things. After, he had no intention of sharing this side of himself with anyone else-especially since even he wasn't sure he had this side until she had come along, anyway. He did not want a technical relationship...but whatever it was they had-which they had no name for and frankly didn't care-he was willing to keep.
Lili blinked at that. She realized that she felt the same. "We'll just see when we can then, I suppose." She sounded disappointed.
Sergei touched her face lightly again. "I can find you now and then, if it came down to it."
Lili smiled at that. "Don't let it go too long."
He actually chuckled once. "If it's up to me, no."
Lili lay back on the bed. Sergei lay lower, but in a rather nice position to lay his head against her side, very near her rear with his arm wrapped over her.
They lay like that for awhile, still in silence as Lili's hand absently stroked his hair. Eventually, Sergei kissed her once on her lower back and started to stand; she saw him take a cigarette out of his pocket. He had apparently left the pack in there during everything. She knew after anything sexual-even if he wasn't having actual sex-he liked to smoke for whatever reason. She found it sort of cute...something else she'd never actually say to him.
She sat up, meaning to join him on the couch by the window. She sat on the arm next to him as his free hand stroked down her back. She was surprised to hear him speak.
"The tournament is starting again soon."
Lili looked over at him. "Is it now..." she smirked. "I might be a bit out of practice..."
He snorted laughter. "I wasn't..."
"Hired to train me, I know."
He simply stayed silent, though as she studied his face she saw the ghost of the smirk in the corner of his mouth.
"You'll spar with me again, right?" she asked. Even though he was one person she would fully admit she had no chance against, it was that very reason she liked it. Well, one of them anyway.
"Perhaps."
"You'd let me go in unprepared?"
"No one is forcing you."
She tried to hold back her laughter, since this was actually considered humor for him and felt flattered. "I could order you to."
He eyed her with a sideways glance as he ran his hand up and down her side as she sat. She knew his answer.
After awhile-Lili taking her position under his arm again, she looked up.
"Sergei...why...did you decide to..." she trailed off. She wasn't sure how to ask.
Sergei looked down at her and shrugged.
She nodded. She was curious. A man like Sergei simply did not just fall for people randomly. Or at all, really, in his past.
Truth was, he knew exactly why, but as things were, he could not express himself. He could talk in sentences...or paragraphs, even, when it came to technical things. He'd had plenty of discussions with Lili over training. But these matters were simply beyond him.
Besides physical reasons-he found her beautiful-it was that night where she opened up to him a bit that it started, after he killed the first attackers. He saw how she was vulnerable-but still brave; it was one thing to be bold when you had no reason, but another to be bold when you faced danger-which she did while trying to fight in the tournament to protect her family. It was many other reasons-her intelligence, and her tenacity, including insisting on pushing him to teach her other things.
He could say none of this, but he touched the side of her face again; her expression told him that she knew.
"At least I think I can get you back to the manor again."
He gave her his tiny smile.
She continued. "Hopefully it won't take another eight months."
"It shouldn't. I was complimented on my job last time."
Lili snorted laughter; there was no holding this back. "You said that on purpose."
Sergei just shrugged again. His humor was sporadic and subtle, but that made it all the better when it came out.
She debated getting up to go to the bed, but she decided she didn't even feel like moving. He had that affect on her. She turned her head, giving him a look that said he'd be stuck on the couch tonight.
She felt his hand go over her in answer.
As usual, his touch said everything.
