The two tickets were written in Russian, but what they were for, I couldn't tell.
He stepped in closer, to the bed frame gently putting his hand around my waist and pulling my thighs alongside his hips, he brushed his lips against mine. I pushed back, startling him, "Roza, if you don't want to come, if after what happened going back there, with me, is to difficult I'm sure that L-".
"No that's not it," I said gathering myself to my feet, "I mean, are you okay going back? And what about Lissa, I can't run away on a romantic vacation right now! I've only just got back. I'm her guardian. "
I looked down, I wanted to go, but my freedom wasn't mine anymore. I could feel Dimitri's eyes on my skin, his hands gently stroked my cheek,
"As I was saying Roza, I'm sure Lissa would understand, she's bringing Johnathon and other guardians anyway, you're not on full duty yet." I glanced up,
"What? We're all going?"
"Vasilisa needs to visit Russia and Romania on her tour," He explained, "And we get a few days off in the middle so I thought-"
"Woah, woah comrade," I said pulling myself back again, "A tour? We were planning her schedule today there was no mention of this?"
"We wanted to give you some time, the option was leave you to recover from surgery or, " he sighed, pushing his hair behind his ear, "Take it easy whilst we were abroad. All these arrangements were made whilst you were in hospital and I thought I'd surprise you with, a little something extra. We get a few days off and..." his face turned a weary shade of sadness as those deep eyes met mine "... I missed your birthday."
I glanced down at the tickets, a warm feeling spreading throughout my body, all tingly with excitement I couldnt help myself, maybe this surgery rest was a good idea. Afterall, I wasn't planning on getting shot again soon, why waste the time off. I burst into a smile, "So where are we going on our lil' weekend trip darlin'," I jumped up on the bed so I could reach to loop my arms around his neck, "Is it beautiful?"
"Not as beautiful as you," he teased cheesily, smiling away. And Lordy did that smile steal my breath, "But it's somewhere I can spend sometime appreciating just how beautiful you are... inside and out." He winked, picking me up by my lower thigh and back and throwing me onto the bed.
"Guardian Belikov!" I exclaimed in faux shock as I landed "What do you think you're doing?"
"Guardian Hathaway, ma'am," he said in the worst American accent I have ever heard, and a daring spark behind his eyes "I think I don't want to wait that long." Smiling I took his face in my hands and kissed him passionately. His hands laced through my hair and pulled my hips towards him as electricity cursed between us, and passion surged through to lust and need. Our guardian uniform had never felt so cumbersome as I raced his jacket, shirt and suit pants off his body. My collar was tricky between heightened kisses but finally it was skin on skin. We connected at every angle, it felt like sunlight burned through his fingers as he held me on top of him, "Roza," he whispered between haggered breathing, my lips tracing his shoulder, neck and ear, his hand moved between my thighs, he caressed them so gently, teasingly between kisses that my whole body wanted my hips to move with him. My anticipation was on fire, as I could feel his had began to swell beneath me. When he finally touched me I almost couldn't breathe, my nails dug into his thick shoulders, and as he moved, I moved with him, his eyes in pained pleasure locked on mine as I finally lowered myself onto him. And boy oh boy did we need no encouragement.
I don't know what leaves you more sore and happy.
12 hour heart surgery that you survived, or sex with Dimitri Belikov.
As I lay in the crook of his arm he closed his eyes. It really had been a long day and now I was physically exhausted and blissfully so.
"So," I piped up, before we both drifted off "When do we leave?"
Dimitri's face was fading into sleep, but he still managed to crack a thin smile,
"You mean you haven't already packed?"