A/N: I hope you are enjoying this fanfic because it is coming to an end soon!
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Raising up onto my elbows I catch my breath, refusing to take my gaze off the person above me. Never in my wildest dreams would they ever kill a Guardian, especially when that said Guardian was avenging the late Monarch. Extending their hand to me, I grip their smaller hand in mine and stand, brushing the dirt off my clothes.
"I never expected to see you here," I say while rubbing my hands together to rid them of dirt.
"Neither did I, but when Abe filled me in, I needed to see you for myself," Janine says bluntly and I nod.
We stand there staring at each other when the quick footfalls advance towards us, and I pull my sleeve over my palm and pick up the discarded stake. Tensing as the footsteps become close, I position myself between them and Janine, and I hear her huff in discontent. Abe rounds the corner with a smirk on his face, putting his hands up and giving a low whistle.
"Easy, I don't plan on turning you in."
I drop the stake and kick it aside, crossing my arms and looking between my parents. "How did you find me?" I ask with arched brows.
"Your passport," Abe says with a chuckle and I groan, moving away from them and back towards the house.
"You're just going to walk away?!" Janine yells and I stop in my tracks, turning to face them again and tossing up hands up in the air.
"What do you think, Mom? It's not really safe out in the open for me lately," I say, gesturing around me with dramatic flair. I turn around and continue walking, listening to their footsteps follow behind me.
Abe moves up to walk beside me, putting his hand gently between my shoulder blades and I look over with a small smile, enjoying the parental contact. Janine hisses at Abe, but he merely chuckles and moves his hand to squeeze my shoulder.
"How much has Old Man told you?" I ask Janine once she moves to my other side, stake tucked into the sleeve of her jacket to conceal it. "He explained that you are more…Dhampir than Strigoi. That you feel emotions and can go in the sunlight," she says, and I nod.
"And I don't need to feed as often," I add.
Janine looks a little taken aback and I laugh at her reaction, bumping my hip to hers and scooting in front of them to unlock the front door.
"Just so you know, I'm not the only Strigoi here, but he is like me so it's-" I begin as we step into the front room and I'm pushed back into the wall. Now I understand why Dimitri's presence in my head was so strong because he was practically on top of me for the last hour. Dimitri looms over me, eyes blazing in flames, his hand plastered in the center of my chest, shaking.
Janine moves to pull him off me, but I raise my hand to stop her. "We should talk privately," I say quietly, my gaze never leaving his. Dimitri moves his hand to the curve of my shoulder and pulls me outside. Catching Ivan over my other shoulder, he has a guilty look on his face and moves my parents into the living room.
I can feel all of Dimitri's emotions bubbling to the surface, and once we are outside, I turn to stand in front of him, crossing my arms and waiting for him to give it to me.
"Comrade," I say softly and watch the red in his eyes diminish.
"You left, Rose! You just up and left without telling me! You left a god damn note, why didn't you tell me what you were going to do?" he exclaims, stepping closer to me and gripping my shoulder in a harsh grip. I wince as his fingers bite into my arms, and he reacts by loosening up.
"You never would have let me leave if I told you. I was trying to protect you," I say reaching up to cup his cheeks. He inhales with a shaky breath, pushing my back into the siding of the house, moulding himself against me and moving his hands to settle on my waist, resting his forehead on mine.
"And what about you?! I want to protect you. I was going crazy with worry, the only comfort I had was that I could feel the hum of your thoughts," he whispers.
I nod against him and stroke my thumbs against the stubble on his cheeks and tilt my head up and press a kiss to his lips, trying to show my apology. "I didn't want to leave Comrade, I'm sorry."
"If you ever do that again, we're going to have a problem," he growls and moves his hands to lift me up, pinning me against the wall and pressing his lips to me firmly, claiming dominance over my lips.
I hum into his mouth and wrap my legs around his waist and my hands slide to the back of his neck, deepening the kiss. After months of being apart, all of my feelings and pent up desire flood my veins and I bite down on his lip and suck on it to soothe the sting.
"As much as I love this, there are people waiting for us inside," I moan into his mouth and he slows his oral assault, pulling his lips from mine and resting his head on my shoulder, huffing irritably. I chuckle and run my finger down the back of his neck, making him shutter. Wiggling my hips against him, he groans and lets go of my legs and lifts his head, lust clear in his eyes. "We will pick this up later."
Tugging him back into the house and into the living room, where Janine eyes Ivan wearily and Abe sits on the couch holding a tumbler of scotch, I move to sit on the opposite couch and leaning on my knees with my elbows.
"What exactly are you doing here?" I ask my parents, giving them my undivided attention and Dimitri sits next to me, placing his hand on my back and I watch Janine catch the movement.
"We have questions – I have questions – like when did this," Janice says bluntly, waving a finger between Dimitri and I, "Start?"
I shake my head and chuckle, looking from Abe to Dimitri and then back to my mother. "Your daughter is some mythical creature that can walk in the sunlight, and you want to know when I started a relationship?" I ask, biting my lip to keep myself from laughing in her face.
"Yes. I want to know if the rumours were in fact true."
I scoff and reach for her untouched glass, sipping the chilled alcohol while I contemplate how to answer. Dimitri opens his mouth, but I cut him off. "So you want to know whether or not I was having an illicit relationship with my teacher, or, if I was sucking him off on a regular basis?" I say bluntly. Dimitri makes a strangled noise in the back of his throat, Ivan sputters a laugh, Abe looks down and tries to hold back a laugh from my bluntness. My mother on the other hand, turns as red as the fiery curls on her head.
"Save it. None of that matters now, do you have any questions that matter?" I say raising a hand to her when she opens her mouth, and she looks taken aback.
We had all heard the rumours that circulated since I left the Academy to hunt Dimitri down, and it varied from us being in a relationship to whether or not I was trading sexual favours in order to get better grades. Some even went as far as to say Dimitri forced himself on me, which was as ridiculous as they come.
"I think it would be best if you explained what was going on with the two of you in your own words," Abe pipes up a moment later, winking at me with a grin. I smile and look at Dimitri. "The three of us. Ivan is like us too, with a former Spirit user," I interject and clasp my hands together.
Janine slides her eyes to Ivan before moving back to Dimitri and me, her face emotionless but her eyes showing a blazing fire. This is going to be a long night.
After spending hours explaining what has happened to Janine, we bid her and Abe goodnight while Ivan escorts them back to where they are staying.
"I won't be back until sunup, so feel free to enjoy yourselves. I'm tired of hearing you through the walls," Ivan says to me with a wink, and smack his arm and push him out the door with my parents.
"You have got to stop thinking about me naked when other people are in the room, it gets me all hot and bothered feeling your emotions," I sigh walking back into the living room where Dimitri has remained on the couch.
He cocks a brow at me and grins deviously, resting his arms on the back of the couch and relaxing. "It's hard not to," he jokes, and I shake my head, moving towards the couch. I kneel on the floor in front of him, leaning to kiss him as I run my hands up his jean-clad thighs, reaching for the button on his pants. Popping them open and sliding my hand inside and into his boxers, I grasp his hot shaft and stroke him, pulling him out of his pants.
"Roza, what are you doing?" he growls, and I wink at him with a saucy smile. "What? I thought you liked it when I suck you off," I say innocently, dipping my head down to place a kiss the head of his cock. He hisses and leans his head back on the couch, lifting his hips to help me pull his pants down and moves his legs apart so I can get comfortable.
I can feel his excitement and lust flowing through him, and it spurs me on. I whip my shirt over my head and unclasp my bra, discarding them in a pile on the floor. I lean down and lick his length as he pulls his shirt off and brushes my hair over my shoulder to give him a better view. Taking him fully into my mouth I bob my head and hollow my cheeks, savouring the taste and feel of him in my mouth. I never found the idea appealing before I met Dimitri, but after trying it in the cabin all those months ago, I love it just as much as he does – especially if he takes control and fucks my mouth. He doesn't do it often, but when he does it makes me wetter than ever.
Pumping and bobbing my head, I moan around him at the grunts of pleasure he makes and I knead his sack with my other hand, making him fleck his hip up into my mouth, the head of his dick butting the back of my throat. I relax my jaw and move further down on him, deep-throating and he moves his hands to clutch my hair.
"Ah fuck, Roza!" he exclaims, and I look up to see his eyes black holes lust, and I rub my legs together to try and soothe the burning ache between my thighs. I can feel him becoming more rigid in my mouth and I drag my teeth gently over the sensitive sick of his shaft and he shamelessly moans, pulling my head from his lap and pulling both of us to our feet. Kicking off his pants and yanking my pants and underwear down, he moves both of us to the small dining room table, bending me over the edge of it and sliding into me in one fell swoop.
I moan and grip the edge of the table, moving my hips back to meet his as he plows into me roughly. He hooks his hand under my right knee and brings it up to rest on the table, changing the angle and I scream out in pleasure, moaning and panting in rapture as he continues to move inside me.
"Promise me that you won't ever do that again," Dimitri growls, slowing his movements just as I am moments from my climax, making me whimper in protest. "Promise you will never up and leave like that without telling me."
I pant unsteadily, the pain from being so close to my orgasm making me shudder as I push up on my arms, arching my back to look over my shoulder at him. "I promise," I whimper. He wraps his hand around my throat and kissing me roughly as he continues his vigorous movements, and I moan into his mouth as I hit my peak, shattering around him. He thrusts a few more times before hitting his release, wrapping his arms around me and burying his face in my neck, saying my name in a soft whisper.
His hot breath fanning over my skin, I sigh and reach my hand up to run through his hair and enjoying the feeling of his hot skin against me. Pulling out of me he turns me around to face him, cupping my neck and kissing me tenderly. I sigh into him and wrap my arms around his neck, holding him close to me.
"I love you. So much it hurts me sometimes," he whispers against my lips and I smile. He brushes the tip of his nose against mine and lifts me into his arms and moving towards the stairs, pressing kisses to my lips and cheeks as he carries me up to my room.
"I guess I can cross another person off the list," I say softly as Dimitri wraps his arms around me from behind and rests his chin on my head as we look over the water the next morning. I have come to love the sunrise over the water, and it has a calming effect on me.
"What do you mean?" Dimitri asks.
I place my hands over his and stroke soft circles on them, familiarizing the dips of his knuckles and the muscles that lie beneath the skin. "My Mom. She was on the list to visit, but she came to me so I don't have to hunt her down in Nepal."
Dimitri hums and squeezes me tighter against him, moving his head to rest his cheek against mine, contentment flowing through him. "What do you want to do when this is all over?" he whispers and I turn my head to look at him, pondering what to say.
"I think that I want to leave all of this behind, and have a somewhat decent life."