Author's Notes:

Who owns Vampire Academy? I do! No, wait - that's not right! I maybe wish I did, though.

No betas have been here. Forgive errors. If I'm ever missing something major, like Author Notes, let me know.

I tend to write grown-up situations for our two lovers, so be advised.

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With a shuddering gasp, Rose felt herself shatter and spasm around Dimitri's hardness, wrenching a half-screamed moan from her.

"Oh, god, Dimitri!" she said, "You feel so good."

"I'm not done with you yet," he said. Dimitri followed that up with, "Don't expect to get any sleep tonight. I am going to make you come all night long, Roza."

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Dimitri found himself almost unable to control his ability to follow Rose over the edge when she began to come, the feel of her wrapped around him almost too much for him to take. He fought back his orgasm with everything inside him, knowing that he'd never be able to pleasure her through the night if he gave in too soon. As soon as Rose's orgasm subsided, Dimitri pulled himself out of her, content to let her pleasure be enough - for now.

Before Rose could react, Dimitri flipped Rose over onto her back, nearly tossing her, placing a hot palm on each of her inner thighs, then leaned forward and began kissing Rose, first on her stomach, then on each thigh, moving from location to location before placing another hot open-mouthed kiss on her, seemingly everywhere but right where she needed him most. Rose mewled as his tongue circled her belly button one moment, then she felt if flicking across the length of her pantiline the next.

When Rose bucked her hips to try to line herself up with his tongue, Dimitri used his massive palms on her hip and thigh to hold her firm and then sat up. "Roza," he told her, "If you're not going to be a good girl, maybe I'll have to make you wait longer." Dimitri reached one of his thumbs to the side and gently skimmed it along the length of the outside of her slit.

Rose whimpered at the feeling of his barely-there touch. "I'll be a good girl. I promise. Just, please, don't make me wait," she begged.

"As you wish," Dimitri offered, as he lowered his mouth to her center. Dimitri gently blew on Rose's core, then moved closer and began exhaling puffs of warm breath directly on her clitoris.

Rose groaned and cursed, unable to handle the intensity of the suspense. "Oh God! Just fucking do it! Please!"

Dimitri sat up again, smirking at Rose. "Do what, moya krasavitsa?" Dimitri's accent was impossibly thick.

"Fuck me. With your tongue. Or your fingers. Or your cock. Just … anything! Now. Please, Dimitri!" Rose cried.

Dimitri's smirk widened into a full grin. "Now, I know you're ready," he told her. Dimitri lowered his mouth back down and began peppering her core with tiny kisses all over.

Rose found herself unable to refrain from moaning incoherently. The moaning continued as Dimitri ran his tongue directly over the full length of Rose's opening, first along the outside, then as deep as he could go.

Rose cried out, "Ungh! Ah! Oh, god!"

Dimitri sat up and looked at her again, his lips shimmering from Rose's juices. "Say my name, Roza," he purred.

As Dimitri returned his mouth to her core and leaned in, Rose moaned, "Dimitri …"

Dimitri let the full length of his tongue slowly caress Rose's clit, looking up and watching her face as he did it. He murmured against her tender flesh, "Again."

"Dimitri …" she moaned again.

Dimitri drew circles on and around Rose's sensitive bud with his tongue, meeting her eyes with his. "Again," he said.

"Dimitri." she gasped.

"Roza," Dimitri purred out her name against her body, letting her feel the trilling of the 'R' up against the most intimate parts of her.

"Dimitri!" she cried, getting louder and even more unable to control herself. She slid her hands down into his hair and clutched Dimitri's head, not wanting this feeling to ever end. Dimitri flicked his tongue over her nub, fast and hard, in rapid succession.

"DIMITRI! OH GOD, DIMITRI! DIMIIIIIIITRIIIIII!" Rose screamed as she helplessly shattered on his tongue.

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Rose lost count of her orgasms somewhere around ten. Every time she thought that Dimitri was done, he would give her a few minutes and then start everything back up again. First, he had used his shaft to make her come, without his own orgasm, then he used his tongue to wring the second orgasm from her, then he made her come again inside her, coming with her, then he used his fingers to pump and prod another orgasm from her as he watched Rose writhing helpless on the bed, then he'd start all over again.

He left her wanting nothing except to fall asleep. Rose had known Adrian could make her come, but Dimitri was in a class by himself. Even after having discussed their sexual history, Rose couldn't help but wonder how he'd developed his sexual expertise when he was able to pleasure her like this. The timing didn't seem right to ask Dimitri about it, so Rose decided to bide her time.

Once they were both beyond the ability to do anything but bask in the bliss they were both feeling, Dimitri pulled Rose to his body, positioning her head on his chest, pulled the blankets over them, and held her close, running his fingers through her hair as they both drifted off to sleep.

After Rose was sure Dimitri was completely asleep, his breathing soft and even and his heartbeat slowed, she whispered to him, "I think I'm falling in love with you, Dimitri." And right now, that scares the hell out of me to feel that way.

"I'm already in love with you," he mumbled, sounding like he might have been sleep-talking, as he clutched Rose tighter to his chest.

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Dimitri woke to the feel of Rose's body above him, skin touching everywhere. He had no recollection of the drowsy words of affection that they'd spoken to each other while dozing off, but he felt a sense of love sweeping over him. Dimitri leaned his head down and gently kissed Rose's forehead. He watched as her long, dark eyelashes fluttered open, revealing her exotic chocolate brown eyes.

"Good morning, beautiful," he said, subtly prodding his erection with his groin muscles against her hip to let her know that she was already having an effect on him.

Rose turned her head up and kissed Dimitri's lips. "Good morning, handsome," she said, "I could get used to this. I've never woken up in someone's arms before that day in your apartment."

"How about," he kissed her lips again, moving Rose so that she was straddling him and he could feel her heat along the length of his shaft, "after we have a," he kissed her again, "little more," kiss, "time here in bed, we get dressed," kiss, "I'll take you to my apartment and cook you breakfast," kiss, "I'll make you my mama's famous blinis."

"What are blinis?" Rose asked, just before wrapping her arm around Dimitri's neck and leaning in for a seering, deep kiss.

"They're Russian - a sort of cross between an American pancake and a French crêpe," Dimitri told her, running his hand up along her side to cup her breast.

"That sounds amazing, Comrade. But what about Ivan?"

"He can get his own breakfast. I'm not making him any," Dimitri chuckled as he pulled Rose in to nip at her neck.

Rose laughed, then pulled back and said, "I'm serious. I saw the way he looked at me when I was in your apartment. He doesn't approve of us being together; does he?"

"It doesn't matter. Ivan can go fuck himself. I care about you and you're important to me. And after the night we just had - and the morning we're about to have - I want to make a special breakfast for my beautiful new girlfriend."

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Author's Notes:

If you have put the effort into reading this far, please take a moment and review. I know sometimes a person doesn't have a lot to say about a chapter after reading it, but if you liked it, please say so, so that I know I'm on the right track. Or if you hated it, let me know what I'm doing wrong. Other than one unrelated spam and a guest review where my beta on Building the Tension initially dropped me her email address, I have yet to not allow a review to be posted. (If you doubt that, check the reviews on this story on Fanfiction dot net. I believe the exact words of one very feisty reviewer who chose not to leave her name were something like "I'm not really sure where you're going with this story but it has nothing to do with hot for the teacher. More like 'Rose is the town whore'"!) And you'd be amazed at how many times people don't read a story (or are similarly surprised by the content of a story) because there aren't enough reviews to know what they're getting themselves into.

Plus, a nice review just makes me feel good and puts me in a 'writing-er' mood. Even a simple, "It doesn't suck," could really brighten my day. As I'm sure you could infer, fan fiction writers write stories without any kind of compensation except for reader approval, strictly for the sake of shouting into the void and having our voices heard. It feels good to know someone is out there on the other end listening.

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