Chapter Ten
Home Run! Congratulations!
A/N: Mature Content!
Dimitri POV
Viktoria had suggested that we all watch a movie, and hell, why not? I finally got Rose to come in, because she was feeling so guilty about Paul and stuff. I hadn't quite been listening the whole time, I admit, because I had been staring at the mesmerizing way that she moves her lips when she speaks. I knew it would be incredibly rude to cut her off to kiss her, but it was starting to get very tempting.
Viktoria was curled up with Zoya laying on her stomach, and Paul was sitting on the opposite side of the couch, as far away from his aunt and sister as possible. I sat down next to Paul and put my arm around him. I smiled at him, a slight hint of smugness in it. He glared at me and got out of his seat. Roza came and sat down in the middle of the couch, and lifted up Viktoria's legs and placed them on top of her lap. She started gently rubbing them in a soothing, kind of motherly way.
I looked between my sister and Roza. The two weren't so different. They were both juveniles, young and dangerous. Rose maybe a bit more that Viktoria, though. Another thing, they both incredibly beautiful-wait that feels weird to say about Vika... but for Rose, it's merely an understatement.
Rose is so beautiful, that I would literally do anything for her. You name it. I would give up everything and anything for her. Sometimes I feel like a foolish lovesick man when I think about how great she is. It's just boggles my mind how one woman can make such a big impact in my life where many others have tried, and well, failed.
I put my arm up behind Rose's head, resting on the couch. I wasn't even going to try that bullshit I'm-going-to-yawn-and-put-my-arm-around-you thing. She leaned her head into my shoulder, and frankly, I liked it this way. I kissed her hair and leaned my chin on it. Viktoria had the remote control, and went through movies, reading their titles, and whether Rose liked it or not, we would buy it.
"How about a horror?" Viktoria asked, excitedly, and Zoya giggled. Viktoria ticked her, and Zoya's giggling only increased. "Those are awesome!"
Rose looked as if to be contemplating the matter. "Um," she started, looking not so sure. "If you want to watch one, I'm totally open to it," she said and bit her lip. She looked up at me, and caught me looking down at her. I tried to play it cool by acting like I didn't care, but I think she noticed. Maybe she couldn't see my blush in the darkness of the room.
"Roza, only if you want to watch it will we watch it," I told her and she nodded.
"Sure, why not?" she said, and that not completely sure look on her face took over.
"Alright!" Viktoria said excitedly, and started looking through the list. She chose an extra scary looking one with a mass murderer of families. To be honest, it kind of freaked me out.
Viktoria pressed play, and I felt Rose tense next to me. I wrapped my arm around her and pulled her closer, if possible. Paul walked into the room, and saw us, and glared. He sat in the little black love seat next to the couch by himself and started playing his DS. Rose smiled over at him, and out of the corner of my eye, I saw him slightly lift the corners of his lift. I leaned forward a little to cut off their glances. To my luck, Rose looked up at me, and nuzzled her head into my chest. Paul looked away, at his DS, with the ghost of a smile still on his lips. God this is so ridiculous! I shouldn't be jealous of a damn fourth grader!
The movie started out with a big happy family at a party, I guessed. It looked normal until it started getting later, and the adults and older children were down at a swimming hole, or pond. One by one, a man started killing them, silently, and the others were laughing and talking to loud to notice how they were drastically dropping in numbers.
The man jumped out of the bushes and attacked a man with an axe, chopping him in the neck. Rose screamed and dug her face into my chest. Viktoria cackled evily, and Zoya was sucking on her fingers... weird baby.
I was kind of liking this movie now. No, it wasn't the crappy acting or stupid story line, but it was because it was freaking Rose out. Woah-that sounded really creepy and sadistic. Let me rephrase that-it was scaring Rose, which was making her run to me and hide. Oh yes.
I patted her head and lifted her onto my lap. She tangled her legs in mine, and I gave her hand a reassuring squeeze. The murderer then ran over to a teenage girl and grabbed her by the hair, pulling her back, and stabbing her square in the heart. Rose yelped and tensed up. She tried not to show that she was scared, but I knew for sure. To the next victim, the man swung the axe around and it hit the guy in the face.
This time it really hit a nerve. She jumped and turned her whole body around, kneeing my balls in the process, so she was facing me, and hid her face in my chest. While trying to regain my breath, I snaked my arms around her and pulled her closer. I kissed her earlobe, trying to calm her down. I looked up at the screen. Apparently the man had kill nearly ten other people, and the miniature beach and pond was littered with dead bodies. Ew, I thought. I would hate to be a privet investigator at that point.
Nearly an hour later, the man was starting to head back up the trail to the house after he hid all the bodies. Inside the house were seven littler kids watching TV and eating snacks while two women were talking behind the couch with each other. Suddenly, all the lights were turned off. Ooh, original. The little boys and girls screamed, and there was a sickening cracking sound. Rose groaned after hearing the noise, and squeezed my shirt tighter. There were five gun shots, and then the kids that were left started screaming. The one woman who as left started screaming to the other woman who seemed to be her sister. She grabbed the rest of the kids, which was three, and pushed them into a closet. She turned on the light and looked around. She saw her sister and either kids or nieces and nephews on the floor and couches, dead. One of the kids she had hid in the closet screamed, and then the other two. Following after, were stabbing noises and then dead silence.
The woman turned around too slowly, and got her head chopped off by an axe. Her lifeless body fell to the floor, and the man screamed a low and excited demonic scream.
I then realized that something was going on in my pants. What the hell! Was I getting turned on by this! Christ I am a sadist!
Instead, it was Rose, and she was undoing my button and zipper to my jeans. I would have jumped a mile, but then again, I was on a couch. I looked at Rose with concern and fright. She looked up at me and kissed my jawline seductively as she gave me a sexy and enticing smile. She started rubbing my growing erection with her long slender fingers.
I looked over at Viktoria. Zoya sitting on her stomach was blocking her view of... what was happening, lets put it as that. Paul's love seat was angled so that it was behind the couch, and plus his face was inches from the screen of his DS so I'm sure he didn't care anyway. The kid was pretty heartbroken, and I-truthfully-felt a tiny bit bad.
Rose continued rubbing me, and I had to contain myself from crying aloud or moaning. She looked up every now and then to see my reaction to this. I was growing kind of hard, actually. A deep blush crossed my face, but hopefully she wouldn't see it, thanks to the darkness in the room. She pulled my boxers down, and out popped my... how should I say this... penis? Yes. Oh God.
Rose ran her hands up and down it, teasing it, and well, me. It was sexy, and really turning me on. She leaned in to place a kiss on the very tip of it-and I felt like I was going to explode... down there. I moaned lightly, and Viktoria looked up, around Zoya. Rose angled herself so that she was completely covering me. I silently thanked her for that through my eyes. She smirked and leant in to kiss my lips, turning her head to the side slightly to get more coverage of my lips. Viktoria realized that we were just making out, so she turned back to the TV screen.
Rose turned around to see that Viktoria wasn't looking anymore, so she turned back to me and gave a devious and sexy smile. I gulped as she put a knee on either side of my thighs and started jerking me off.
I gasped, but quickly covered my mouth. My eyes widened at Rose. "The other's will see!" I whispered so quietly that I doubted that she heard it. But of course, she did.
"I don't care," she said, just as quietly. She had an evil glint in her eyes. I had to admit it, I was liking this side to Rose. She only smirked as she tightened her grip and started going a little slower. I think I was at my hardest point. I would explode any moment. My face was full of pain, and she must have noticed. She pointed to her mouth, and I realized exactly what she meant.
To cum.
My eyes widened and I shook my head furiously. She only nodded hers, and it made me want to. She leaned in and put only the tip into her mouth, and then went lower on the shaft. I'm going to fucking burst! I screamed in my head. I squeezed my eyes shut, and couldn't help it, it just came out. It was like being a four year old again and pissing the bed, except being conscious of doing it.
It all shot into Rose's mouth, and only a drop of the white sticky substance leaked from her mouth. She revealed her hands to me which were also covered in my; note: my, cum. I blushed crimson, and there was no doubt in my mind that she could for sure see it this time. She gulped down the rest of it in her mouth, and then started licking her fingers. Incredibly suggestively. If only my sister, niece, and nephew weren't in the room. I would do everything to her. I would throw her on the coffee table and rip her clothes off and ravish her, and lastly, fuck her brains out. I would fuck her so hard that she would be walking funny for a week.
With all naughty thoughts set aside, I had to do something with my boner. It was still there. I tried to tuck it back into my jeans, but Rose pulled my hands away. "That will do nothing, Dimka," she hotly whispered my nickname into my ear. Okay. That's it. I'm going crazy!
She restrained me before I could rip any clothing off. She smirked and moved out of the way. As if she had planned this, when she moved, the TV was completely exposed to me. I watched as the same man from earlier had put a gun into a woman's mouth and blew her head open. She dropped to the ground, utterly and completely dead. My eyes widened and my face paled.
What a turn off.
Speaking of which, I was growing smaller. I did not want to watch this. I stuffed it back into my pants, and zipped my zipper back up. I sighed a breath of relief. I felt so... fresh. Revived. It felt like all my stress had just been lifted off my shoulders.
I looked at Rose, and she looked back at me, with that same enticing smirk that made me want to do it all over again. And maybe another time after that.
The movie was coming to an end after twenty more minutes. Rose was securely in my arms. Viktoria grabbed a passed out Paul and hauled him over her shoulder. With Zoya in her other arm, she took the two up the stairs. I smiled thankfully at her, and she only nodded in return. Rose and I walked into the kitchen together. I turned to her and couldn't help but stare at her; speechless.
After a moment of staring at me back, and realizing that I wasn't going to say anything, she finally smirked. "No need to thank me," she said and put a hand up, giggling. She turned to me and kissed my cheek. "I'm kidding," she said and I still had nothing to say. My mind was completely blank, as if someone had cleared everything out, except for our little experience twenty five minutes ago.
"Christ, Roza," I finally said. I shook my head in disbelief.
"It was to make up for the shower earlier," she said and winked. I continued to shake my head and walked over to the counter where my phone was. I picked it up and leaned over the counter to read the missed messages. One was from my mom, and two others from my sister. Mom had decided to stay over at Mark's and Oskana's, and my sisters were both at their boyfriend's houses.
Great. The lesser the better. Rose wrapped her arms around my waist and leaned her head on my back. I smirked and turned around, moving her arms up to my neck. I chuckled at Rose and kissed her lips hungrily. She ground her hips to mine and I growled. "I love it when you grind on me," I whispered into her ear as a shiver ran through her.
"I'm going to loose all the self control that I have left-" she started but I cut her off.
"Good. Mine is already completely gone; disappeared. None left," I said and she looked up at me with an excited glint.
"Dim - ka," she moaned each syllable. "Fuck. Me," she said tauntingly, and I wondered if I would then and there. I held her hand tightly as if my life depended on it, and started walking out of the kitchen. We rounded the corner and walked up the stairs. With every step we were getting closer and closer. It was getting hard to take because there were so many steps... and all I wanted to do was... frankly, her.
We finally made it to my room, and after making sure the coast was clear, I opened my door quickly. Rose closed it behind me, and then jumped onto me. She wrapped her legs around my waist and kissed me roughly. I kissed back with equal force. I was walking backwards until I tripped on the side of my bed, and fell backwards. She fell on top of me, but it didn't hurt. I caressed all of her body and she did the same with mine. She pulled my shirt over my head and started tracing all the muscles on my stomach with her warm fingers. At this rate, I was going to loose all control. I flipped our position over so that I was on top, and shortly after, her romper was on the ground.
She was now in only a pink strapless bra and bright pink panties. I gave them one look and shook my head, laughing. "Nice," I managed to say. She blushed.
"Lissa got them for me!" she protested, giggling. I smirked, and dove in for her lips. She arched her back and I wrung and arm around it, pulling it closer to my body. I easily displaced her bra, and it slid down her flat and toned tan stomach. My hand groped her breast and massaged it. Her face warmed up and she moaned mid-kiss.
"Dimi...tri..." she moaned my name, and I grew hard. Guh, it was hard to admit it, but I was truthfully becoming fearful. Only because it was Rose, though. Rose was pure, well... mostly-not the point. She is graceful and young, and it felt like I was de-flowering her. I had had sex before-something my family doesn't know-but none of it was special, or even worth remembering. They had all been girls that I had barely known and only wanted to get in bed with me. To be honest, I don't even know why I had agreed to do it with them. I'm such a slut.
"Roza," I moaned back. She was slowing sliding my briefs down my ass, but my erection was in the way. To help, I pulled it over the growing piece of meat, and Rose's hands traveled all over it. I groaned as she jerked it back and forth; it was really exciting me.
I slowly lowered her to the bed and pressed her down against it so she wouldn't squirm, and allowed room for my hands to graze her chest. I pulled my body up, so it was hovering over her, and started cupping and squeezing her breasts. My lips left her mouth, and made a trail from her jaw down to her collarbone. I ran my teeth over it and put it in my mouth. Rose moaned delicately, and I smiled. My lips went lower to her actual breast. I took the peak into my mouth, and started teasing it with my tongue.
Rose knotted her hands into my hair and pushed my head down harder onto it. I smirked and did what she wanted. She threw her head back in bliss as I started on the next one and massaged the one I just had in my mouth with my hand. "Dimitri!" she yelled and groaned in delight.
After I was done, I continued down her body. I kissed every inch of her skin, and licked the inside of her belly button-which earned me a couple giggles. I got down to her waist and looked up at her for approval. She nodded and smiled. I looked at her now soaked panties.
"God Rose, you're so wet," I said deviously, pulling the garment down her thighs. She blushed, but smirked.
"Thanks to you," she said sweetly and I laughed. I pulled the panties completely down her legs, and stopped to run my fingers over them on the way. I swear to God, they were ten times softer than a baby's ass. I would know-Karolina had made me on diaper patrol a couple times with Zoya. I mentally rolled my eyes.
I leaned in to her entrance and licked her tasty juices. She moaned loudly, and it was a wonder that Viktoria or Paul didn't come in to tell us to shut up. She started closing her legs in embarrassment, but I held her knee and pushed it out of the way. She whimpered and allowed my forces to win.
I was in my own little world. The heat radiating from the both of our bodies was increasingly hot. Her taste was unique-not at all like the stereotypical 'fish taste'. It was like something sweet and delicious. I didn't want to go in depth, because I was afraid of realizing how creepy I was being.
My erection was starting to hurt. It was pressed against my bed, and it was so fucking hard. I had to keep distracting myself and forget about how incredibly turned on I was. I looked up at Rose who seemed to be having a hard time controlling herself as well.
"Dimka..." she moaned my nickname, and it only turned me on more. "Please..." she murmured. I slyly smirked and nodded at her. I pulled my head away from her groin, and placed myself at her entrance, slightly poking in. She groaned and bit her lip. I hesitated, and she noticed. "What?" she asked. "It's not like I'm going to get pregnant," she continued.
I smirked deviously and nodded, and in an instant, I was slamming into her. She screamed out now, an actual scream, and it sounded painful. I slowly and carefully withdrew from her. A little bit of blood leaked out of her and my eyes widened in realization.
"Roza! You're a..." I choked on my words. "virgin?" I asked. I would have never guessed-not that I thought that she was loose or anything-it's just she always acted all high and mighty like she knew everything. I had only assumed that she'd had sex at least once.
She looked away from my eyes, utterly embarrassed, and I felt bad for putting her on the spot. "Not anymore," she muttered. A crimson blush crossed her face. I took this to my advantage. It was a lot like our role playing earlier-Rose the student, and I the teacher-and I would definitely teach her. I slowly eased myself into her, and she now only lightly moaned, the embarrassment still clear as day on her face. I leaned in and kissed her gingerly at first, then working my way into it. Rose wrapped her arms around my neck and pulled me closer as I thrust into her.
Damn, she was tight. I sound like an asshole saying that, but it was the only way to explain her adorable virgin vagina. I mentally laughed at the new name I had created for her genitals. Every so often after I thrust into her, she would moan increasingly loud and clamp up. I would groan, and try to plow through, but it was hard. It felt good, though. Really good. This was the best sex I had ever had.
We kissed viciously. It was almost as if we were fighting with our tongues. Rose moaned and pulled me closer. I pulled away, and she didn't make a move to stop me. There was a line of spit connecting the two of our lips. I looked down at Rose through lust hazed eyes, but I could still see my Roza there.
She looked undeniably sexy. Her hair was brushed out of her face, and in a pool around her head. Her dark brown eyes were glazed over, but incredibly lively. Her mouth was slightly parted, and she had short choppy breaths. The muscles in her neck were tightened, and a long silver necklace with a bird on it hung around her neck. It stopped at her breasts and was dangerously close to one of her peaks. That brought me down to her chest which was heaving up and down.
"Roza," I moaned and leaned my head into her chest. I thrust into her slowly, but it went a long way. Rose cried out, but shortly after stifled the noise. I brought my eyes back up to her beautiful face. "I love you," I said slowly.
She cupped my cheeks with her warm but soft small hands. She smiled at me, almost motherly. "Dimka," she said, and I silently got harder inside of her. "I love you too," she said quietly and pulled me in for a kiss.
After a moment of giving each other chaste and loving kisses, I whispered in her ear: "Say my name." She smirked and did so.
"Dim-ka!" she purred. I slammed my hips into her. Rose caught my dog tag chain that hug from my neck with her teeth. Sexy, I thought. I ground my hips to hers, and her face molded into one of pain, and the dog tag fell out of her mouth. I backed up, until only the tip was in her. Her eyes widened. Realization hit her like a rock. "No-!"
I slammed into her and she cried out-loudly. I held her hips, and her arms latched around my neck. "Roza," I groaned as she rocked against my hips. Everything was coming to and end, and I knew both our climaxes were coming soon.
We both screamed each others names at the same time and both came. We breathed heavily on one another. She looked up at me, completely breathless and beautiful.
"Again?" she asked. I could only laugh and smirk as I pulled out of her. I looked down at our connected parts.
I met her eyes and smiled. "I'm glad you asked," I said, and a devious smile crossed Rose's face as she wrapped her arms around my neck, and started kissing me chastely.
-About an hour later-
"Wow," Rose breathed. I collapsed next to her and held her tightly to me. She nuzzled her head in my neck and put her hand to my chest.
I chuckled. "No kidding," I said. "Nicely done," I said and she smiled up at me. "...for a virgin," I continued and laughed evilly as she punched my arm.
She blushed. "You're mean," Rose said and hid her face in my chest. I put my hand on her back, and played with a piece of her hair.
"I mean it," I said and she punched me again.
"Stop it!" she said, anger in her voice.
"No," I said and looked down at her seriously. "About loving you," I continued. Her eyes widened, and she blushed. She cast her eyes down to the side and started playing with my dog tag.
"Oh," she mumbled. "Sorry." I could see the embarrassment completely on her face, so I leaned in to kiss her forehead. I smiled down at her.
"It's fine, Roza," I told her and she smiled slightly as she examined the tag. "You're lovely," I said and she dropped it, pushing her head into my chest to suppress a laugh.
"And you're amazing," she said and leaned in and kissed my lips. It was only a peck, but after what we just shared, it felt like so much more. She looked into my eyes and then back down at my chest. "Tell me..." she trailed off. "what did that woman at the cafe say about me?" she asked. I was confused for a moment. Cafe? Then I remembered. When we had gone to the cafe where I went frequently, the girl had jealously called Rose some ugly things.
I sighed. "Not so sure you want to know," I told her truthfully. Her eyes were full of sorrow and sadness.
"Please?" she begged.
"As long as you don't hunt her down and beat the living shit out of her," I said, "then I guess it's okay. Well," I said and raked my head for her exact words. I told her.
Flashback: hours earlier today
We walked into the cafe and I was greeted by Christina, the waitress that was at the cash register. "Dimka!" she yelled, happily. I mentally rolled my eyes. She went incredibly gaga over me every time she saw me. I smiled, though, back. Rose and Viktoria followed in behind me, and she glared at them. I knew this was going to happen. If I look at anyone other than her when I come in, she snaps and gets incredibly jealous.
"Hi, Christina," I said fluently in Russian. She swooned, and it was obvious how deeply in love she was with me. Too bad I couldn't return the favor.
"Hello, Dimka," she said flirtatiously. "Coffee? And biscotti?" she asked and I nodded, a pleasant smile on my face. "Be right back~!" she sang. Viktoria called her back over in Russian.
"Hey!" she yelled. Christian turned around with an angry glare.
"What!" she snapped. Viktoria's eyes snapped open. Rose just watched the exchange, clueless of what was going on.
"Um, excuse me, but there was more than one person standing here," Viktoria said placing her hands on her hips. The girl just glared. Viktoria took the opertunity to smirk at her, and Christina just glared even harder. "I would like one strawberry," she said and looked over at Rose. "one chocolate ice cream cone," she said and leaned over the counter. "Please," she said sweetly, but at the same time, it clearly said 'come at me, bitch'. I mentally applauded her.
After Christina scoffed and walked away, I patted her on the back. Rose was watching Christina, confused. She probably had no idea what was going on. In fact, I knew she had no idea. When Christina was coming back, Viktoria purposely pushed Rose into my chest. Rose bonked into me, and looked at Viktoria questioningly. Christina glared at Rose now, very intensely. Rose glared back.
Christina placed the box and my coffee down on the marble counter and smiled at me like she hadn't just bitched at my sister and glared daggers at my unofficial girlfriend. "Christina," I said and her smile brightened and her eyes lit up. Viktoria laughed at how lame she was being and Rose rose an eyebrow. "Please don't treat my sister and Roza like that," I told her.
She gaped, but her smile stayed there. "What are you talking about, Dimka? That girl just yelled at me!" she yelled, referring to Viktoria as 'that girl'. My temper rose.
"Fuck off, bitch," Viktoria said angrily and snarled at her.
"Go home you little runt and fuck yourself," Christina bit viciously back. Viktoria was even taken aback slightly. The hurt showed in Vika's eyes, and I was in over-protective older brother mode.
"No," I said to her. "she's right. Fuck off," I told her icily. Christina physically stepped back, and her eyes snapped open.
"What!" she said loudly, loud enough to turn a couple heads around the room. "Wow, um, okay. Thanks Dimitri," Christina said to me and started to glare. "Alright, well go have fun with your little 'Roza' and your baby sister!" Rose looked up when hearing her nickname. She looked over at Christina and then over to me. I looked down at her and gave her a reassuring smile.
"Okay," I said, annoyed. "Well, I hope I never see you again, bye," I said, anger lacing my words. Christina gulped. I turned to leave after picking up my coffee and biscotti. Viktoria followed shortly after me with Rose in tow, ice creams in hand. I turned to see Rose's head turned, obviously doing something to piss Christina off. Christina's face turned red.
"Go away you fucking bitch!" Christina screeched at the top of her lungs, and everyone turned around. Rose giggled, obviously not knowing what she had been called. Something told me that even if she did know what it meant, she still wouldn't care.
End flashback.
Rose's face was aghast. "Are you serious?" she asked, wide-eyed.
I nodded. "I didn't know that she was that psycho," I told her and shrugged my shoulders. She contemplated what she had just learned and then shook her head and giggled.
"I know where we will never return to," she said, still laughed.
I just smirked. "No, the owner is a good guy. Ten to one, she was fired," I told her. She then shrugged.
"I don't care-all I know is that I hate her," she said and snuggled into me. I did the same and rested my chin on her head. "I'm-" she stopped mid sentence to yawn, "tired," she said. I kissed her head.
"Go to sleep then," I told her and she shook her head.
"No," she defied, "I want to stay up all night, and talk to you," she said, just before passing out. I heard her even breathing and smirked.
"Goodnight, Roza," I whispered into her hair, and then strived for sleep to come to me as well.
:D well there you go. LEMON! haha please review, tell me if you want more, or not. I hope i didn't creep anyone out. it was a little weird writing this from a dude's perspective. I was like... uh ... how about this? okay! so... yeah that was weird.
Thanks for reading! I'll be back with more either tomorrow night or maybe saturday!