I know I disappeared for a while… life just got hectic… its hard working part-time and managing a little bub and have another one on the way… but as I am finally on maternity leave, I figured I will resume my writing.

I now have two little girls to look after…so won't be as active in writing as I would like...but will see what I can manage…

Disclaimer: I do not own VA and thank Richelle Mead for writing such an awesome series.

Note: This 'one-shot' will have five parts, and then there is one more 'one-shot' and the Romitiri series will be done.
Will contain some lemons so be warned! And all in DPOV
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Rose and Dimitri's honeymoon becomes an adventure of a lifetime…

Around the World in 30 days

PART I

I must be dreaming.

How else could I explain this beautiful enchantress that was lying next to me?

Her soft, supple body (that naturally fits perfectly unto my own) was snuggled up to me. Her face was hidden under her beautiful, thick curls, but I could see a small satisfied smile gracing her gorgeous face – hardly surprising considering how late we stayed up last night – enjoying our first night as husband and wife.

Thinking about last night, I couldn't help but grin myself – not only because of all the intense 'intimate activities' we did but because we were finally married!

And soon we would head off on our honeymoon – a gift from the Queen (I mean Lissa) and Zmey (I mean Abe) – and this was going to be no ordinary honeymoon.

Turns out Rose had told Lissa about our special book from when we had been on the run trying to prove Rose's innocence and the various cities we had 'magically' picked at random to visit. Using some of those as inspiration, Lissa and Abe had created a honeymoon package for us that would take us around the world. We would stay in five star accommodations and use Abe's private jet. Everything was taken care of, including tours and sightseeing. Our other friends chipped in together to get us one of those travel credit cards (so that way wouldn't have to spend any our own money during this trip) but I had a feeling that Lissa and Abe contributed to this as well because when I saw the balance on the card I knew there was no way they could have spent that much money on us – even if it was our wedding present!

Our itinerary was a tight one – we only had thirty days to cover five cities! (I didn't want to think about the endless flying and jet-lag)

First stop was Saint Petersburg – I was excited about this because I could finally show my Roza one of the most beautiful cities in Russia. Next we were off to a special resort in Maldives, then Florence, Sao Paulo and finish off with Honolulu before heading back to Court.

I looked at the time and sighed with frustration, thinking about the challenge I was about to face – trying to wake up my beautiful, stubborn wife so we could make it in time to have breakfast and catch the flight to Saint Petersburg.

Saint Petersburg

We had stayed the night at Abe's after the wedding reception – the festivities had gone late into the night and it wasn't safe travelling in the dark, plus Abe was hosting a big farewell breakfast for the Queen and the others the following day before they all headed back to Court. We figured it would be nice to attend this farewell so we could show them how much we loved and appreciated the effort they made to help/attend our wedding.

After breakfast (and some tearful farewells) Rose and I were finally on our way to Saint Petersburg. We took Abe's private jet (a bit excessive in my view, but my father-in-law insisted – God, I still can't believe I'm now forever related to the notorious Zmey!) and in less than five hours we had reached Saint Petersburg!

When we got to the Four Seasons Hotel Lion Palace, we discovered we had been upgraded to the Lobanov Presidential Suite (we think Abe had something to do with this). After checking in we decided to take it easy and just explored the surrounding neighbourhood – after all it was our first day in the city and we were still recovering from the wedding shenanigans. Tomorrow we would wake up bright and early to explore the city.

I woke up before my alarm went off so decided to be Roza's alarm.

"Dobroye utro, krasivaya" I whispered huskily into Rose's ear, brushing her hair aside from her face and neck, as I left a small trail of kisses from her temple to her collarbone. She shivered against me and a small moan escaped her lips.

Damn it! How could something so small like a shiver and a moan get me so hard already – I truly was under her spell.

She clearly sensed the hardness against her thigh and decided to drive me insane by rubbing against it. A growl escaped my lips and I bit the soft spot in her neck – a spot I knew would drive her just as insane as she was driving me.

"Dimitri…" she moaned and grabbed my face, crushing her lips against mine.

I hadn't planned on us on having sex this morning, in fact I would have preferred if we had reserved our energy for sightseeing, but oh did this woman drive me wild! I don't think I was ever this horny when I was a teenager, and yet, here I am, a 28 year old who just could not get enough of his girlfriend (wait, I mean wife!) and if I had my way, I would happily spend countless days wrapped up in her arms, giving her as much pleasure as my stamina would allow me.

After two rounds of intense sex (once in bed and again in the shower), we finally grabbed breakfast and headed out into the cold, snow-covered city. We started off by visiting the State Hermitage Museum and Winter Palace (as it was close to our hotel). Then we visited the Church of the Saviour, Grand Palace, Catherine Palace, St. Isaac's State Museum Memorial, Naval Cathedral of St. Nicholas and Palace Square. By the end of the day (after all that walking) we were tired and collapsed in our room, barely having enough energy to order room service.

The next day we carried on with our sightseeing – Peterhof State Museum, State Russian Museum, Kazan Cathedral, Faberge Museum and Neva Embankments. We tried to not go too overboard with our exploring today as Lissa had organised tickets to Swan Lake at the Komissarzhevskaya Theatre. I was worried as I wasn't sure if Rose would have the patience to sit through something so complex and sophisticated like ballet (the girl likes wrestling and extreme sports for God's sake!), but she seemed to fall in love with the show within the first five minutes.

I think I watched her more than the show (I didn't mind – I had seen it plenty of times before with my sisters), because it was fascinating watching her expressions as she took it all in. Her gasps, her smiles, even her tears – I was experiencing Swan Lake in a whole new way through her eyes. Her ethereal beauty shown in the dimmed lights of the theatre and the cocktail dress she was wearing only enhanced her features. I had noticed many of the males that night sneaking glances her way, and I couldn't help myself by possessively pulling her closer to me by her waist – they had to know she was mine, all mine!

That night we curled up in bed and fell into a deep slumber – we were only into day two of our thirty day honeymoon and were already exhausted!

Seeing how two days of sightseeing took so much out of us, we decided to spend our third day in Saint Petersburg just relaxing in our suite. We didn't leave our bed once – ordering room service and just spending the day relaxing, talking and making love. Some may have considered it a waste of a day – spending it all in our room – but it was a much needed break and we loved every minute of it.

On the fourth day we kept it easy, exploring the market and local food vendors – I wanted Roza to try the various street foods and local dishes the city had to offer. When the sun finally set, instead of going back to our room, we walked along the Neva River. Even though it was cold, our jackets and warm embrace kept us from freezing, allowing us to take in the city lit up in the night.

"This is perfect", Roza whispered, as she snuggled even closer to me, letting me get lost in her warm embrace.

"I know milaya…ever since I fell in love with you, I always dreamed of showing you around Saint Petersburg…I'm sorry that the first time you came to Russia was not under the most romantic or happiest of circumstance". I felt my chest tighten as my thoughts went into that dark corner of my mind that reminded me of my days as Strigoi.

Sensing my falling mood, Roza stopped us walking and cupped my face, gently yet firmly.

"Hey Comrade, that was the past. And I forbid you, as your sexy, hot wife, to bring up those bad memories. As far as I'm concerned this is my first time in Russia – with you by my side. So we are definitely doing this the right way, the way it was always meant to be done. So don't go into that dark corner and instead kiss me until my knees become weak and I can't breathe".

I couldn't help but grin at my beautiful wife. She really was my saving grace. I do as she commanded, kissing her senseless until I felt her collapse into my arms and our breathing was ragged. I reluctantly pulled away to hail a taxi back to the hotel, barely keeping my hands to myself.

I just finished locking the door to our room, when Roza jumped me, pushing me hard against the door. I griped her hips and pulled her close to me, grinding my hardness against her thigh as soft moans left her lips.

I don't think I could wait until the bedroom.

We tore the clothes off each other, and I grabbed her by her soft, luscious ass and slammed her against the door, thrusting into her at the same time. I growled while she gasped in pleasure. We started off slow, but I didn't have the patience to make love – I wanted to ravish her, remind her she was mine and only mine.

Moving us to the bed, my thrusts became harder and deeper and her soft moans and gasps became outright yelps and screams – a mixture of incoherent noise and my name uttering from her swollen, red lips.

Seeing her underneath me, her beautiful hair spread out below and her face flushed in bliss, it toke all of my self-control not to lose myself and come – I refused to until she was close and could join me in the epic journey.

The delay in gratification I know would mean our orgasms will be amazing, and I'm not disappointed, as Roza finally lets go and joins in our grand release, screaming my name so loud I'm certain everyone on our floor heard us – not that it matters since we were due to leave tomorrow for our next destination.

Breathless and sweaty, I collapsed next to her, pulling her soft, warm body against me.

"God…. Comrade… that… was… amazing!" Roza struggled to convey her sentiments.

I couldn't help the small chuckle that escaped my lips.

"Yes, it was my love… give me a few minutes and we can begin round two…"

A sweet giggle escaped Roza's lips, as she rolled on top of me, straddling my hips, effectively making me hard once again.

"Allow me to continue, Comrade…" she whispered seductively, before her lips claimed what was rightfully hers.

Dobroye utro, krasivaya – Good morning, beautiful

Note: I have always struggled getting my 'tenses' right (confusing my present and past whilst telling a story)… so if you do see inconsistencies, I apologise (but please do let me know). My goal is to write in past tense but I sometimes fall back to present.

I feel bad going back to my beta (considering I haven't been able to beta her work for over a year) so if someone else wants to offer taking up that mantle, let me know. Otherwise I hope my efforts in editing my work are sufficient.