DPOV

I was lying in my bed reading a western novel. Rose was out with Lissa tonight so I had a quiet night in.

Or at least it should have been a quiet night. Adrian was downstairs with Sydney and I kept getting sucked in.

It had been six months now that we lived here and things were going great. Sydney conducted research on Rose with the help of Adrian and Lissa. The girls went to college during the day and mostly Christian and I would train while Adrian pretended to follow some art classes. The first two he failed, but when Sydney mentioned he could actually be good if he would just apply himself he actually started trying.

Adrian and I had been getting better on the bonded front. Under the guidance of Rose and Lissa we had been practicing and I could keep him blocked out most of the time. I had also learned to cipher away his darkness consciously. This meant whenever I would feel the darkness building in him too much I could split in between the two of us, but it also meant that I could block the darkness from seeping into me if I needed too.

But I still had problems with separating his emotions from my own sometimes and right now, as I was desperately trying to enjoy my Western novel I kept getting pulled in and experiencing his emotions. They were far from R-rated, but things had been progressing steadily between Adrian and Sydney and I was feeling his 'over the moon happy' right now. And although I was thrilled for him that he was happy, he was definitely distracting me from my book.

It had taken Adrian a good two months before he had convinced Sydney she might have feelings for him too. Now he was already four months in, trying to convince her to actually act on those feelings. The fact he is still trying to win over a girl after several months told me how special she was to him. Well, if his feelings of love and utter devotion weren't an indication that would have clued me in.

But by the fact that he was currently with his hand up her shirt and his lips fused to hers I would say he was getting somewhere. Although we both knew how this was going to end. With Sydney regaining some sort of control and walking out saying it should have never happened and would never happen again.

This was their third make out session.

And as if on cue she pulled back and got up from the couch. She ran her hands through her hair as she tried to compose herself

"We can't keep doing this, Adrian."

"Why, I know you want this. I can see your aura, I can see how much you want this."

"No, this is wrong, Do you know what they will do to me if they catch us together?"

She actually sounded scared, and Adrian checking her aura briefly confirmed my suspicions.

Adrian closed the distance between them but the fear didn't dissipate, but now she wasn't scared of what the alchemist would do, but what Adrian would do.

He pulled her close and stroked her cheek.

"I won't let anything happen to you."

He whispered, conveying in his voice the love he felt for her.

I could see it was hitting Sydney, but Sydney had always been better with matters of the head than of the heart.

She pulled away from him again.

"I am sorry Adrian."

I felt the happiness leave him as Sydney left the room. But I also felt determination coming from him. Determination to make her see they belonged together, and determination to keep her safe from anything the alchemist might punish her for.

I had dealt with many alchemists over the years. They were a radical group and demanded absolute obedience. Sydney had once confided in me of being afraid of re-education. It was where the Alchemists sent those that didn't adhere to their way of thinking and I could confirm Sydney didn't think like they did at all. But like Adrian I would never let them hurt her and neither would Rose or any of us. We protected our own and Sydney was our own.

But as Adrian turned on a series on Netflix I was at least able to return to my book and leave him with his own thoughts.

I think I was through two pages when my beautiful girlfriend walked through the door of our bedroom. She was holding something behind her back but I couldn't see what. But I knew that from the mischievous look in her eyes and her wide smirk it couldn't be good.

"Enjoying a quiet night in, Comrade?"

I shook my head. It hadn't really been quiet. But I had a feeling she didn't want to talk about my night.

She was swaying towards me still keeping whatever she had behind her back hidden from my view.

"I had this thought."

"Yeah."

"You know Sydney tapes most of our sessions with spirit magic so she can go over it and over it to see if she missed anything and to keep it as a record."

"Yeah."

She pulled the video camera from behind her back.

"Well, I thought we could tape one of our sessions."

She said while wiggling her eyebrows. It took me two seconds to consider what she actually meant by that and then I started to blush.

She giggled at my reaction but moved closer to the bed and started to crawl on the bed towards me.

"I am kind of curious what we look like. I want to watch us come together. I want to watch you move inside of me. Watch your back muscles ripple and your ass flex and squeeze."

The more she talked the closer she got and the more turned on I got. But a Sex-tape? We had done some daring things before but this would be taking the cake. Although maybe not, at least this was in our own home in our own bedroom.

But I did wonder what would happen if anybody ever found it. Sex-tapes were notorious in the celebrity world. I would never want anything intimate between me and Rose to become public. But as I thought about it, I wasn't worried anybody else would find it. I was more worried what Rose would do with it. Not that she would ever use something like this against me out of spite, but she would use it as a prank, or something like that. I just had to remind myself that Rose would be in the picture too and that there was no shame in us making love.

Also, I would just have to make sure I made her come over and over again. To show my best work as it were. If anybody ever did see it, I would have nothing to be embarrassed about.

I relented and she giggled as she picked a position in the room where she wanted to shoot from. She tested a few spots but ended up picking a spot on top of my dresser just on the end and slightly to the right of the bed. It would give a good angle of our bodies but would obscure a bit of our face. Well my face, you would still be able to clearly see Rose's face. And of course, that was assuming we did missionary with her head on a pillow if we turned around it would be a whole different ball game.

"So should we set the scene? Maybe you can come in pretending to be the pizza boy or something."

She just kept giggling. Maybe she was as nervous about this as I was.

"We aren't making a porno, Roza, we are recording an intimate moment between us. We don't need a plot, just you and me, naked in bed."

She nodded. She walked to the recorder and part of me was praying she forgot to put a memory card in or something, but as I saw the red light coming on and no errors reported by the device I knew it was showtime.

Rose walked towards me with a nice sway in her hips. She slowly unbuttoned the shirt she was wearing and leisurely discarded it on the floor. I did notice her bra was a different one than the one she had put on this morning. I suppose this had been a plan in the making for a while.

I was standing near the edge of the bed and she started to take off my shirt. Slowly she moved it over my head and I had to help her with the last bit seeing as she wasn't tall enough to reach the end of my arms when I held them above my head.

Once the shirt was discarded she started to trace my bare chest with her delicate hands. The silkiness of her hands always surprised me. Most guardian's hands and skin were horrible due to the many hours wearing protective gear in training or the weather conditions outside when we are patrolling. But Rose's hands were silky smooth. I knew she prided herself on her beauty and had simply refused to let her lifestyle as a guardian make her ugly. It did mean, however, that she needed a lot of extra time in the bathroom. Moisturizers and conditioners, oils and creams, her side of the bathroom was stocked with them. I may be a bit frustrated with her sometimes that she is taking so long in the bathroom, but right now I appreciated every effort, as she ran her soft hands across my bare skin and I was stroking her beautiful long locks of hair.

She kissed my jaw, my neck and shoulders and slowly moved down until she was deep enough to unbuckle my pants. Slowly she unzipped me and pulled my pants down. I stepped out of my pants but kept my boxers on for the moment. I then turned my attention towards Rose. I pulled her close to me and kissed her hard, our tongues exploring each other's lips, tongues and even teeth.

This might not be such a bad idea after all. It had been a while since we took our sweet time just exploring and touching each other instead of ripping our clothes off and getting right down to business. But we wanted to capture every aspect of our lovemaking, including the first sensual part. Because I was only going to do this once, I might as well record everything we might ever want to see.

I left her lips and moved to her neck. I had one hand in her hair keeping it away from the place where I was kissing and the other was at her back, slowly stroking her back up and down to her ass. I unclasped her bra and let it fall to the ground. I pulled her hair further back so that her Promise Mark and Molnija were showing on camera. I wanted to see what she looked like with her back naked and her marks on display.

I always liked her marks. The contrast between her tan skin and the black, simple but stylized marks always turned me on. The slight interruption of her perfect body only drew more attention to her softer shapes. Also the contrast of how such a beautiful, sensual and soft woman could be so deadly, amazed me. She certainly was an assassin in disguise.

I picked her up and moved her to the bed, laying her down gently. I was back to kissing her mouth and was savoring her unique taste as my hand was slowly moving down her body in search of something else to sample.

I undid her button and started to pull her pants down. I had to let go of her mouth and use both hands as she was wearing skinny jeans as always. She lifted her hips up as I shimmied her pants down her legs. I took my time coming up again. Kissing her feet and her calf moving on to more intimate parts as I was nearing her inner thigh. She was enjoying the tease as I could feel her hand in my hair urging me to move further up. I smiled a little against her soft flesh but obeyed. I dipped my fingers in her panty and started to slowly move them down her body, mimicking my earlier actions with her pants.

But this time I went up a little faster as I too was impatient to move towards my intended target. Once my lips were on her clit I could hear the first moan escape her. I gently sucked and lapped at her but wasn't taking it further than a tease. I wanted Rose in charge after all this was her idea. So if she wanted something she would have to ask me for it. Well, beg me for it.

I ran my fingers up and down her inner thigh, always stopping just short of her moist and inviting entrance. I could feel her hips buck up towards my lips trying to find the friction she required but I didn't give in.

"Please Dimitri."

"Please what?"

"Just do something!"

I chuckled. Always so eloquent.

But I did increase the speed and pressure of my tongue on her clit. I also added a finger or two inside of her pumping in and out at the same rhythm of my tongue.

She threw her head back onto the pillow as she grabbed the sheets next to her as she kept whispering yes, yes. I hoped the audio of the video recorder was good, because I could have listened to her quiet proclamations of passion all day.

I wondered if I should finish her off. I had plans for this session but wondered if I would need to conserve some of her energy for later. Rose could typically come multiple times, but each consecutive time it would take a bit more effort to get her there again. But the decision was made for me as Rose had her fingers in my hair keeping me glued to her.

"Stroke yourself."

She commanded. And I obliged. I had to move us a little further down the bed so she could lay with her legs over the end and I could get in between her legs, but keeping my other hand and more importantly my cock free. I had to break contact for a little bit, as I repositioned us, and this was accompanied with whimperings of displeasure from Rose. I chuckled. I guess she really didn't know what she wanted. But within moments my lips and tongue were back on her clit and she seemed placated. I moved one free hand down to my shaft while using the other to play with her folds, sometimes plunging in and pumping but the next stroking her folds and coating her in her own juices.

I started to slowly pump up and down on my own member. I hadn't needed it to make me hard. I was already hard as stone from the soft cries of pleasure coming from Rose. And upon first contact with my hand, I groaned. The vibrations earned me a moan from Rose in return. I wasn't just using my hand to give my cock some stimulus, I was already pumping my hips into my hand. A clear sign that Rose was getting to me. I had wanted this first part to be just about her but with her short and simple command, she had me so turned on I couldn't think straight and needed friction.

Her cries became more urgent and I slipped two fingers inside to create as much stimulus for her as I could while I sucked on her nub. It didn't take long before I felt her body go taut. The next moment, all tension in her body was released and accompanied by a large portion of 'Yes, yes'. I slowly kept licking her until all shudders had left her body before I removed my lips from her core.

I was starting to appreciate the recording more and more. Even if I had felt her release, my position made it impossible to see her release. But the angle of the camera was perfect to record her shouts and moans. Although I get to see her come when we were having sex face to face, I often wondered if she looked different when I would be doing different things.

"Your turn."

She said as she climbed off of the bed and guided me to the spot she had been sitting a moment before. I noticed a small wet spot where I placed my naked ass and smiled. She opened my legs and was on her knees in front of it. She was running her hands up and down my legs coming closer to where I needed her with each passing, and every time her hand came close, my cock responded enthusiastically by twitching. This made her chuckle.

Finally she put her hands around my shaft and I groaned at the sensation. First contact was always the best. It was that moment when you felt like a man parched in the desert and you found a source of water. Now my own hand had felt good a moment ago when I made first contact myself, but nothing compared to her soft and delicate hands gently going up and down my turgid member.

She used one hand to slowly pump up and down while the other was playing with my balls, occasionally moving down further towards my perineum. The hardness was evident even there where the stem of my cock was arching back into my body. It was such a sensitive spot and Rose knew it too. She was giving my entire length attention, from tip to stem. But although I enjoyed the ministrations of her fingers I wanted something else and she was only too happy to oblige. She took me into her mouth and started to slowly lick and suck. Now if her hands felt good for the first time her mouth felt even better. Warm and moist, I couldn't help but draw parallels to another place on her body. A place I was desperate to be inside of. But tonight was about making it last and recording whatever she wanted to watch, so I had to control myself and not place her on her back and fuck her senseless.

She was picking up the pace as I was threading my fingers into her hair, guiding her movements and bringing my hips up to meet her mouth. I needed to move, I needed to feel more, I needed to come hard. Luckily Dhampirs had better stamina than humans or Moroi and it translated into the bedroom as well. Not just in the fact we could do more and last longer, but also we could come multiple times in a session. I didn't know if our recovery rate was faster or if we simply had a bigger sexual appetite, but here it meant I could come now and still be able to actually make love to her after.

Rose had come to the same conclusion because she was increasing her frequency and started to suck hard. I was losing it. I could feel the tingle at the base alerting me to the imminent release.

"Roza."

She pulled back with a pop and touched that spot at the base again. With a loud groan I released my first load of the evening all over her chin and breasts. Her covered in my come was one of the sexiest things I had seen. It was only topped by how she looked as she came and when I would see my load seeping down her legs after I released inside of her. But it was more than enough to make me stir again.

I fell backward on the bed as I came back to myself. Rose cleaned herself off a bit before climbing on top of me and straddling me.

Now I had to run through what I wanted to see on tape later. Missionary and doggy were a given but as she was straddling me now I realized I also wanted to add cowgirl to the list. Actually should have been first on the list. With my fascination with the wild west and Rose being in complete control in that one, it was one of my favorites.

And by the huge grin on her face as she was rocking back against my cock it was one of her favorites too. I needed a little help this time to get to full attention but a few strokes of her hand and a few rocks of her hips and I was there already. She wasted no time and took all of me inside of her in one fell swoop. We both gasped at the intensity of filling her to the brink. She was moving up and down, with her hands on my chest. The camera was positioned in such a way I would be able to see my cock going in and out of but still be able to see her breasts bounce from her movements. It would also clearly show my expression of pure bliss.

I moved us over to missionary. I was resting my weight on one elbow and placed my other arm and hand on her hip, so I could keep her from moving up as I pounded into her. She curled her legs around my waist allowing me deeper entry. After a few strokes, I heard her call switch and she moved past me on all fours clearly inviting me in by sticking her butt in the air towards my cock.

I greedily took the invitation and plunged back into her. I grabbed hold of her hips and with each trust I came forward I pulled her back against me. Although slightly less personal than face to face, I found having her from behind almost primal. That part of our brain that still believed we were animals satisfied with this coupling.

But I wanted to try a few more things but was already nearing my peak again in this position. So was Rose if her mewling was any indication. I had to make some decisions. There were so many things I wanted to try but appreciated that some would look awkward on camera. Also, I think I may have only one or two positions left in me before I blew. I didn't know if I could make it a third time tonight so I needed to prioritize. My record with Rose was five orgasms in one night so I knew I didn't need to conserve on her end, but I knew that if I felt her come around me now and heard her cries of pleasure I would be lost too, so I reluctantly pulled out and changed our positions again.

I started to spoon her and slipped in from behind. I lifted her leg up giving me better access and also showing our coupling better on camera. I imagined we would be able to see my cock sliding in and out of her.

I hadn't even seen the footage yet and it was already doing its job. It was like watching porn in my head, except the subject of the fantasy was the same subject as the person squirming in my arms. I was being turned on by both the image as well as the actual body itself. The realization was strange but incredibly arousing.

I held her close to me and kissed her neck and shoulders as I slowed my pace some. I was working my way to the grand finale.

"I love you so much."

I whispered into her ear. I wondered if the camera would catch it or if you could only see me whisper something into her ear. From that perspective, it would look as if I was talking dirty to Rose. But maybe her smile and soft look full of love would convey the truth of my message.

She kissed me albeit a little awkwardly.

"I am getting close, Dimitri."

"I know, one more and I will make you scream."

I let go of her and moved us into position again. I had thought about the finish. How I wanted it to end. I wanted to look at her as we both came, so the camera would catch the look of satisfaction and love reflected in us both. But I didn't want missionary again. So I opted for Rose straddling me as I was sitting up. Her legs wrapped around my back. I positioned us sideways on the mattress so you could see us both from the same angle off to the side.

Rose placed herself on top of me and started to move up and down. I would thrust in sync with her hips. In this position, I was able to roam her back and run my fingers through her long hair. I kissed her shoulders and neck and up to her lips. We exchanged a soaring kiss before we became too breathless to keep our lips locked. Her moves became more frantic as she bobbed up and down, my own movements matching hers. I was holding on to her tighter and tighter as I could feel the beginnings of my release.

"Roza."

With one last desperate attempt, I pulled her down hard on my cock as I released myself inside of her. I could feel her follow me as her walls were gripping me hard and milking me for every last drop. Also her very loud 'Oh God, Comrade!'might have tipped me off.

I hoped the camera would record this but if it failed to translate to tape I would remember this moment forever. Rose in my arms with a look of love and ecstasy on her face, no doubt seeing a mirror image on my face.

We slowly rocked until we both could speak again. Rose leaned against me and placed her head on my chest. I held her in my arms, running my fingers through her hair and stroking her back. I could feel her breathing in her lungs and was waiting for it to return to a normal rhythm before moving. I imagined Rose could hear the same labored breathing and fast heart rate in my chest.

Reluctantly she removed herself from me and walked over to the camera. I could see a white goo run down her leg and couldn't help but smile. I hoped the camera had caught that but it would be more likely from the way it was positioned that it only recorded my smile.

She turned it off and after cleaning ourselves off we went to bed. She was lying on my chest drawing small circles on my skin.

"I really am curious to see what we look like."

"Me too, we can watch tomorrow night."

She pouted a bit. And I chuckled.

"If we watched it now, we would start all over again and you have an early class tomorrow morning."

She groaned but conceded.

I think I made the right decision because Rose was asleep in seconds after that. Although I was tired physically I was still not sleep tired, so I picked up my book and was able to read a few chapters before I too fell victim to the Sandman.