Fair warning ahead of time –very important!
-This chapter does get intense near the end, and does involve minor elements of bdsm. I urge anyone who is uncomfortable by Rated M (minor sexual scenes), that you do not read this story. Thank you.
…Takes place when Dimitri first learns about Rose seeing ghosts, when she's being examined by Dr. Olendzski and Alberta. The first little bit is a lot of Richelle Mead's writing, just a heads' up!
(Walking out of the Clinic.)
After a bit more examination, Dr. Olendzski gave me a clean bill of health and told me that I could go back to my dorm. Alberta left after that, but Dimitri stuck around to walk me back…or so I assumed.
"Thanks for thinking of the half-time thing." I told him. The walkways were wet today, I noted, due to the heat setting back in after the storms. It wasn't bathing suit weather or anything, but the ice and snow were now, melting. Water dripped steadily from the trees, and we had to side-step puddles. "I couldn't just be in counseling 24/7." I whispered.
Dimitri came to an abrupt stop, and turned so that he stood right in front of me, blocking my path. I skidded to a halt, nearly running into him. He reached out and grabbed my upper-arm, pulling me closer, than I would have expected him to do in public. His fingers bit deep into me, but they didn't hurt.
"Rose," He said, the pain in his voice, making my heart stop, "this shouldn't have been the first time I heard of this! Why didn't you tell me? Do you know what it was like? Do you know what it was like for me to see you like that and not know what was happening? Do you know how scared I was?"
I swallowed, my heart jumping to my throat as guilt suffused me. My stomach churned and I felt sick as tears filled my eyes, but I took a deep breath and forced them back, and simply fell silent, staring at the ground.
"Rose?" He asked, and I bit my lip, and grasped my right wrist in my left, digging my nails in. "Rose, look at me." I squeezed tighter and flinched when I felt them break skin. Dimitri tensed, then grabbed my hand, and pulled it up between us, detaching the grip I had on it with the other hand. I opened my mouth to say something, but snapped it shut just the same when his eyes met mine after he saw the blood. I yanked my wrist away when he wasn't ready and took off in the other direction.
"Rose!" He yelled after me, but I took off around the corner into a crowd of students. I sighed, and yanked my sleeve back down to cover the new wounds, before heading off to my locker to grab my bag. It definitely felt….backwards to be watching my back to stay away from Dimitri, but I did it, until I made it into class. It didn't surprise me that I couldn't focus though, but the effort was saved when halfway through the class, the door was opened and Dimitri walked in. Stan stopped in the middle of the lesson and walked over, and although I couldn't hear what was said, I knew it was about me, because Stan's eyes went to mine as soon as Dimitri finished. I felt my chest constrict as Stan nodded, "Rose." He said, and I swallowed. Dimitri pointed to me, and made an ominous 'come' motion, before mouthing, now, when I didn't stand right away. I bit my lip again and stood, feeling other pairs of eyes on me as I gathered my things and made my way towards the door. He led me towards the parking lot, and I swallowed back the urge to ask where we were going, but he seemed to know when I hesitated as soon as we reached one of the academy's black sedans.
"We're leaving for a few days, Rose." He said, and I knew my eyes widened, "Yes. The others know. Alberta and Kirova have approved it."
I bit back any response that I had, and he sighed, and opened the passenger door, ushering me in. It was only about 20 minutes later that we were on the interstate. I felt him glance at me, but I had kept my silence so far. I wasn't completely sure why I was being so stubborn on it, but I knew as deeply as glass could cut skin that he would turn his back on me just like everyone else if I shared about the ghosts…and I didn't think I could take that.
"Are you still not talking to me?" He asked, and I looked out the window. He sighed, and I felt that familiar electricity that flooded me as he patted my thigh, "That's alright." He said quietly, "I have the perfect remedy for whatever's going through that little head of yours."
My head turned instinctively towards him, at the ominous tone to his voice, but he didn't make any further comment. My heart was beating quickly as we pulled up to a hotel and he lead my inside. He didn't make a stop other than to grab our bags and a key-card for what seemed like rooms that had already been reserved for us,
"Are the rooms sound-proof?" Dimitri asked shamelessly, and I could have sworn that I'd blushed scarlet. The man nodded, shooting me a lop-sided grin and I averted my gaze immediately.
Gross.
Dimitri took my upper arm in his hand and took me up to the room that I assumed was now ours. I was still in shock at what was happening as he opened the door and gestured me forward. I heard him lock it behind us, and if it had been anyone else but Dimitri, alarm signals would have ran across my skin. He sat our bags down and put a hand on my shoulder, coaxing me to face him,
"Do you need anything?"
I shook my head slowly, watching him carefully as he sat down on the bed before us, and looked up at me.
"What are you thinking, Rose? It's obviously hurting you."
That I'm going to die the same was Anna did, and it might just be best to hurry the process up.
I flinched, but shook my head, and he sighed, almost…as if in defeat. He opened his bag and pulled out a wooden hairbrush and I began to step back, not knowing what he intended to do, but he caught my wrist.
"I don't think so." He said, and suddenly yanked forward. I squeaked in shock as I toppled forward and he used the momentum against me, guiding me across his toned left thigh.
"What-"
His right leg scissor-locked mine and I gasped, and began to squirm, not liking being pinned down,
"What're you doing?!" I cried, breaking my streak of silence.
"You'll figure it out soon enough." He promised, I tried to push off of his knee by placing my hands on the bed and trying to rise, but he placed his palm between my shoulder blades and kept me down, and simply said, "No." He took my right wrist in his hand, and pulled it behind me, palm up. My breathing came faster as I became more desperate, but he kept calm and simply pulled up my right sleeve and exposed the puncture marks that I'd inflicted earlier. He traced the wound with his thumb, and I calmed slightly.
"This is your last chance, Roza." He breathed, "Why do I get the bad feeling that you're going to do something really, really stupid."
"No, me?" I asked, some of my old attitude shining through, but it was immediately swiped away when his right palm landed a solid, smack! across the seat of my jeans. I yelped more in surprise than in pain as a tingling sting spread throughout my skin.
"Alright." He said, seemingly knowing that he'd caught my attention. "Let's just get these, down." He reached beneath me and I mewed in shock as he unsnapped the button, then his words sunk in.
"No!" I cried, as the pieces fell together, "Dimitri, you can't do this!"
"I can, and I will." He replied, "I don't like the look that settled in your eyes earlier Roza, and if this is what it takes to find out what the thoughts are behind what that meant…then so be it."
"Please, no!" I gasped as humiliation settled in my stomach as he stripped my jeans down my legs. I'd fantasized about being pants-less with Dimitri before, but never like this!
Is it really such a bad thing? My subconscious provided, Maybe I need it. I focused on that doubt for a moment and found a sense of yearning in it…yearning and warmth. The fact that Dimitri had gone as far as to get a hotel room, get it cleared, and then bring me here and.…put me across his knee…well, I felt a strange sense of contentment. But that didn't mean that I wanted it! I was more embarrassed than I could believe! Here I was, a 17 year old woman placed across her mentor…her crush's lap. I began to struggle,
"Let me up!" I choked out, "You can't, you just can't!" But he ignored me,
"I'm going to start with my hand, Roza, then if needed I'll take down your panties and move onto the brush. I'll tell you ahead of time, so that you aren't going into this blind – this is going to hurt, and you will likely cry. I truly am sorry for that." He said the last part softly.
Before I could reply, his hand landed, and I squealed in astonishment…the sting was much worse without the denim of my jeans to protect me. A second swat landed in the exact same place before I could catch my breath, and then a third…and fourth, a fifth.
The sting began to settle in and I began to squirm, gasping out little, 'no, no, no's' as he lit a fire that I had never felt before.
Dimitri P.O.V
I held Rose in place across my knee as I brought my hand down across her now blushing cheeks. She chanted words of denial as I set a rhythm. She began to squirm more earnestly as I continued on, but didn't make more than small gasps and whimpers, especially as I moved to the backs of her thighs. That was when she really began to struggle, but I held her easily, hating having to do it in the process as her small exclamations of pain became more pronounced. Guardians were trained to handle pain well, but not giving her a chance to cope with it was what kept her from pushing it to the back of her mind. By about two minutes, she had buried her face in the covers and had alternated to kicking her feet to try and avoid my hand.
I knew then, that I wasn't getting through to her. Not well enough, anyways.
"No!" She choked, seeming to know what was going to happen next as I curled my fingers into the waistband of her panties. I did my best to ignore it, but couldn't completely as my heart ached to instead pull her up and beg her for forgiveness. She wasn't in any true pain or distress though, and that was what kept me from backing out as I pulled her panties down her legs. I ran my hand over her bottom and she jerked forward slightly as I inspected her skin's condition. Once I'd confirmed that she wasn't bruising or showing any more marks other than redness, I picked up the hairbrush. I gave her two light smacks and she tensed up before I brought it down for real,
Crack! The brush made a more intimidating sound, than it did hurt, but the sting was still felt deep, and Rose's answering small scream into the covers was the first signs of the truth to that. She began to kick earnestly as I began to spank her with the new implement,
"Ow, Dimitri!" She cried, "Please!"
I could tell by the sound of her voice that she was beginning to feel the real pain. I would have been completely disgusted with myself for being slightly aroused at spanking Roza, if I hadn't glimpsed the wetness that was coating the inside of her thighs closest to her most intimate parts.
Rose was hurting from the spanking, and I knew that, but that didn't hold back her physical reactions. I went back to the matter at hand and watched her reactions carefully, as she slowly slowed her struggles and instead, went limp and began to cry. As much as I hated to do it, I wrapped my arm around her waist, and propped her forward, moving to her thighs, and a sob shook her body. I held back a flinch as I let her cry it out for a few seconds, before stopping and tossing the brush to the bed. I rubbed her now dark red skin instead as she cried. I spoke soft words to her, until she slowly began to relax.
"Good girl." I breathed, pulling her panties up to protect some of her modesty as I picked her up and carried her to the head of the bed. I sat down against the pillows, and pulled her away, from where she was hiding her face in my chest and instead, arranged her so that she was straddling my thighs and could rest her face on my shoulder as she wept. I wrapped my arms around her and held her tightly until she'd calmed enough to think coherently. She stayed where she was for a few minutes and I let her work up her courage, before she pulled back and faced me. She swiped at her eyes and I grabbed tissues from the bed side table and wiped her face clean. She reached behind her afterwards, and cupped her mottled bottom,
"Ow." She rasped,
I ran my fingers over her cheek, "Tell me what you were thinking."
Her eyes shimmered slightly,
"And don't lie to me, Roza. I will know. Your bottom might be red and sore, but I think you'd be surprised at how much more you can take."
Her eyes widened, "You wouldn't…"
"I would." I promised and she swallowed and looked to her fingers, twiddling them,
"I just…" Tears filled her eyes again, "You know how Vladimir's, bond-mate, Anna died?"
"Suicide…" I provided and Rose nodded,
"Yeah. I was just…I was thinking that…maybe…it'd be best if I just…"
Before she could finish, I turned her back across my knee and gave her a solid ten Smacks!, hard enough to flatten her bottom cheeks slightly beneath my hand before she could even think to fight me. She wailed in pain as I reached smack seven, then gave her the last three, and pulled her back up to her earlier position. New tears were in her eyes as I grasped her cheeks between my fingers so that she had to meet my gaze,
"Never, ever even think that Rose. I don't know what I would do without you. What about Lissa. Neither of us want to or could handle losing you now."
Rose sniffled slightly,
"You don't want to lose me?" She whispered.
"Of course not." I breathed and pulled her forward, kissing her nose. I kept her there for a moment, then without giving it a second thought, pulled her closer and pressed my lips to her soft ones. I waited for her reaction, but only a second later she was responding, and parted her lips, granting me entrance. She moaned quietly and I pulled back. She pouted slightly, causing me to smile.
"You've forgiven me?"
"No!" She whispered, "That hurt!" Her bottom lip became more pronounced and I bit back my smile, going for a more serious face. I knew what I was about to do was a risk, but there couldn't have been a better time than the present as I traced her jaw,
"I think it did more than hurt, Roza." Her eyes widened, and her cheeks blushed almost as red as…certain other places. When she wasn't looking, I moved my hand forward and cupped her sex through her panties. She gasped and closed her eyes for a moment, bracing her hands on the bed and I knew she was fighting the urge to try and gain release against my hand. Instead, I removed my hand and instead scratched lightly at her clit through the lacy fabric and she gave a small sob of a completely different type, and her thighs clenched around mine. I resituated her across my knee again and she whimpered, but I answered softly before she could become too distressed,
"I'm not spanking you. Lift your hips." She did as I said, slightly hesitant and I stripped her panties down her legs again. She murmured something incomprehensible into the comforters as my fingers snuck back between her legs. She screamed as my ring and middle finger found her clit again.
"Oh, oh." She gasped in surprise, all of her muscles tightening in reaction. I wrapped my free arm around her waist and began a more forward rhythm, keeping her still from the waist down.
"Ah!" She cried, as I gave her a couple light smacks on her tender bottom, but not hard enough to really hurt, if anything, her most delicate parts moistened further. She moaned gutturally as I began to tap at her sensitive bundle of nerves,
"There you go." I said gently as her back arched and she screamed into the covers as I brought her to her peak of pleasure a few minutes later. She fell, exhausted, against my thighs as I massaged her core until her spasms seized.
Her breathing was quick and wispy,
"Oh God." She breathed, and I smiled, and leaned down so that she could hear me better through her haze filled mind,
"Oh Roza, we've just begun."
Well? I know this one was a little intense, but what can I say? I hope you liked it anyways, and it didn't make anyone too uncomfortable! (; If it did, however –and despite my warnings, the wrong persons read it, I will remove this chapter upon multiple requests. (Requests by users, not 'guests', I'm sorry, but there's too many ways to be fooled that way.) Anyways, let me know what you thought! (;
-RMNicki-