Goodbye to you,
Goodbye to everything that I knew,
You were the one I loved,
The one thing that I tried to hold onto
Rose awoke to the sounds of an exaggerated groan and a flicker of a lighter. She opened her eyes slightly and couldn't help but arch an eyebrow in confusion and slight amusement. Adrian sat on the bed beside her, legs arched up and the only thing keeping him from exposing his crotch was the silky red sheets of her bed. He angrily stroked at his lighter desperately trying to light his cigarette. "You've got to breathe in at the same time," she groaned playfully as she sat up.
"Cute." He grumbled as he finally managed to light it. His eyes grazed her body but linger slightly as he saw her sun kissed skin contrast with the brilliant red of her sheets and the elegant black of her lacy bra. He looked away after another quick glance and exhaled his poison.
"We didn't... did we?" she asked rather timidly, shocking Adrian slightly at the sound of something so vulnerable on Rose.
"Why, was the first time less than satisfactory?" he scoffed, recalling her gasps and moans from that night.
"Charming." She rolled her eyes, taking his answer as a no. "Well then why are you in my bed, naked?"
"I baby sat your drunken ass all night and got drenched while sobering you up in the shower. Not the evening I had planned," he paused, his glare lingering on her body recalling the dress she'd worn hours before hand, "but it wasn't horrible." He said with a softer tone.
"How responsible," she scoffed but couldn't help but smile slightly. She went to sit up fully but as she made the movement her head began to bang with her regrets of the night beforehand.
"Oh, youngin's not being able to handle their liquor," he smirked at her as he leant back, arm above head and taking a drag from his cigarette.
"I can handle my liquor!" she argued, "I just can't handle the aftermath. How do you do it?" she asked sarcastically, knowing he didn't run on oxygen but alcohol.
"Well, a packet of clovers, orange juice and vodka and sex, my Little Dhampir," he smirked cheekily as he glared at her, waiting for a reaction.
"Morning sex? That's your cure?" she questioned with a rolling of her eyes.
"Don't knock it 'till you try it, sister," he chuckled before closing his eyes as he inhaled. To his surprise he felt a pair of warm legs place themself on either side of his waist. He opened his eyes to the sight of a relatively naked Little Dhampir straddling his naked body.
"I don't think you could handle a morning in the sack with a Dhampir, Ivashkov," she finished with a arch of an eyebrow before taking his cigarette from his lips and inhaling herself.
He scoffed, partly at her comment and partly to clear the drool forming at the back of his mouth at the feel of her warm centre so close to his stomach. "Don't tease, honey." He smirked sarcastically as he felt himself rise while she blowed her smoke into his face. "You're all talk."
She arched an eyebrow and laughed bitterly before bending down to his lips, "Don't tease me, honey." She smirked brilliantly up at him.
"Well, I don't see you making a move," he called her bluff as he folded his arms together and looked at her expectantly. She never left his eyes as she slowly took his right hand and placed it on her right breast. His eyebrows furrowed slightly but he didn't budge. Still holding him by his wrist, she guided his hand softly and slowly down her stomach, stopping at her lower abdomen on her black panty line.
She looked at him expectantly and they sat there for a moment in a staring competition before Adrian firmly and hungrily put his hand onto the back of her neck, lacing his hands through her wavy tangles, pulling her lips down to his hard and smashing their lips together. Their lips fought with one another, their teeth butting in every now and then with sharp bites. As Rose roughly put her hands on his neck, digging her nails in slightly, Adrian's other hand gripped her upper thigh and moved its way up to her ass, cupping it while pushing her closer to his crotch, groaning as he felt the slight friction. Her hands stumbled through the sheets to grab at his erect manhood as he hurriedly gripped her body and kissed her.
"What the hell is this?" came the booming voice of Dimitri from the doorway. Rose seemed to fall of off Adrian, flustered and panicked. Adrian now realised locking the door last night would have been a clever idea as he groaned and threw his head back into the head board.
"You have impeccable timing, did anybody ever tell you that?" spat Adrian bitterly.
"I will kill you!" Dimitri threatened Adrian as he stormed towards the bed. Rose was on her feet, pushing him away.
"Dimitri, stop this! Right now!"
"Who the hell do you think you are?" Dimitri asked her firmly, her hand the only barrier of protection from him and Adrian.
"Me? Who the hell do you think you are barging into my room in the middle of the night?" she screamed at him.
"Captain commando seems to have a hard time understanding the concept of a break up," Adrian piped in.
"As do you it seems." Dimitri spat back, glaring fireballs at the naked man.
"Adrian, not now," Rose said very firmly towards him. "Just go."
Adrian arched an eyebrow before scoffing, "Fine, but the next time you're looking for someone to play grownups with, don't come looking for me." He shoved past Dimitri on his way out, grabbing his clothes while he was at it.
"How long has this been going on?" Dimitri asked with disgust in his tone.
"Dimitri, stop this." She said firmly but with a pleading note as her eyes began to fill with tears.
"Roza..." he said softly, cupping her cheek with his hand, stepping closer. "After everything..."
"Everything... everything I did for you! For us... I can't do it anymore. I can't fight."
"Lets stop fighting then," Dimitri begged, dropping to his knees, grabbing her waste and hugging her to him. "Roza.."
"No." She said firmly and he looked up at her with plead. Her hand stroked his face, "Goodbye." She mumbled as she felt tears roll down her cheeks.
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