A/N: SORRY! I FORGOT TO UPDATE YESTERDAY! It was my dad's birthday party saturday so sunday I literally stayed in bed and watched Supernatural from 12 pm to 12 am...only leaving to grab food...safe to say my mind wasn't thinking hahaha so...sorry I slipped on posting this chapter!

So I decided to spice this chapter up…in more than one way ;) starting with how I start the chapter…I hope you guys like it!

Disclaimer: I don't own anything VA related

I crawled along the floor, blinded by the darkness as I felt around looking for my stupid panties. I contemplated groaning in frustration, but I feared I'd wake him up. I so didn't want to deal explaining why I was on my hands and knees on the floor feeling around under his bed. Giving up, I decided to take my chances and slipped my dress on as I wondered how in the hell I got myself in this situation.

Oh right. The stupid party.

"You know when you said imagine going to a club, I didn't actually expect to go to one," I commented as Dimitri and I walked to the entrance of the dojo. Wait, correction. It's Club Dojo tonight. I chuckled to myself at Stan's creativity. As we walked up, we saw the line to get in. "Do we really have to wait in that? It's January in Montana and I'm in a short dress. By the time we get inside, I'll have become a snowman." Dimitri looked at me from head to toe, only seeing my longer jacket, before sliding his hand into mine and pulling me towards the back. "Where you taking me?"

"The back entrance the employee's have to come in." I nodded my head and followed him. When we got in we were hit by the blasting music coming from the center of the studio, and surprisingly I actually knew the song. Turbulence by Steve Aoki and Laidback Luke. I couldn't myself as I stepped to the beat of the song. I felt Dimitri wrap his arms around my waist and pull me flush against his chest. "We can put our coats away real quick and head out to the dance floor before the song ends."

"Or," I said spinning around in his arms and unbuttoning my jack. "You can put the coats away and I find a place on the dance floor." I handed him my jacket and watched as he took in my outfit. I had on a strapless minidress with a black peplum skirt that fell to my mid-tigh, and the torso was a metallic, dusty gold with a black strap on the mid-back. I wore some 6 in peep toe heels that could very well be classified as "fuck me" heels, and I wore my hair down in it's natural waves and painted my toenails the same color as the top of my dress. With my maneater smile I turned around and swayed my way onto the dance floor, letting everything go as I danced to the music.

Attention passangers, this is you captain speaking, I regret to inform you that we may encounter some turbulence, so when that happens, put your hands up high like you on a roller coaster…

I felt someone step in behind me, and was about to tell to fuck off when I felt their hands grab mine and lift them up, one hand returning back to my waist as he pressed up behind me and moved our bodies to the beat.

Initiate emergency procedutes…up….up…up…up…up…up…higher…higher….higher…higher higher higher higher higher we hit turbulence.

Dimitri's hand tighten as I grinded my hips against his, picking up the pace to match the song. We stayed in synch with each other, the bottom half of our body rocking against each other while the upper half stayed pressed together and unmoving.

When the song ended we stayed and danced together to the next one. It wasn't until he played some weird song that had it's own dance that we stepped off and went to grab some drinks.

"Rose! Glad you could make it!" Stan bellowed from the bar. I chuckled and hugged him.

"Yes I did, although I was surprised you invited me, seeing as you always bitched at me when I'd come workout with Dimitri."

"That was because he wasn't charging you and you were costing me money, and he cancelled a whole section so you two could have the studio to himself, but now that's not my problem anymore, ergo you're not a problem anymore.i saw you two out there having fun, can't say I every saw Dimitri so laid back."

We all laughed and poked some more fun at Dimitri's usual stoic and distant attitude. Didn't help that Stan was feeding us drink after drink, mostly tequila and vodka, but sometimes he'd ask for a cocktail and god were they out there.

"Shit, Stan, I thought I partied hard in LA, but they got nothing on you!"

He let out a full on laugh. "Bet I can drink you under the table."

"Bet you can't drink Dimitri under the table, though."

"Woah, don't bring me into this," Dimitri started to say.

"Oh you're on little girl."

"Too late now, Comrade," I told Dimitri before we started our context. Let's just say it's a miracle I could see and walk….for the most part. "C'mon I want to dance!" I shouted as I grabbed Dimitri, who - surprise surprise - was still holding his own like nothing, and pulled us to dance floor, where we danced just like we did when we came into the party.

"Ok everybody," the DJ said when the song ended. "As much as I hate to go, this song's the last one. Just wanted to say I had a blast up here and congratulations to Stan. So now, to wrap the night up, here's a slow one for y'all." When he started the song, Dimitri held out his hand for me and I slipped mine inside, pulling myself closer to me before I wrapped my arms around his neck and he wrapped his arms around my waist and we started moving to the melody. I don't know if the alcohol was getting to me or if it had muted my brain so my heart could take over, but before I could talk myself out of it I pressed myself closer to Dimitri and crashed my lips against him. He didn't take long to respond with his arms tightening, pulling me closer, and his lips returning the intensity. We stood there for the rest of the song, kissing, our hands in each others hair. It wasn't until the lights turned on and people piled out that we broke apart, but our hands joined together as we walked back the way we came in, grabbed our jackets, and made the responsible decision of hailing a cab to take us home.

Except it probably wasn't all that responsible since we spent the whole ride in the back of the cab, sucking each other's face, the whole space filled with my moans and his growls. When the driver stopped in front of Dimitri's apartment complex, I grabbed my stuff and followed him out instead of staying and taking the cab back home.

When we got inside, he had barely stepped him before I jumped on his back, attacking his neck with kisses, causing him to stumble forward and onto the couch. I rolled off him and laid down, pulling him on top of me and pressing his lips against mine. The whole time, the responsibly side of me shouting at me to stop what I was doing before it got too far. Safe to say the lustful, in love part of me knocked my responsible side out and shut her up so I could enjoy undoing Dimitri's shirt as his hands trailed down my torso and leg and one-handedly undoing my shoes. When he pulled back to take his shirt off, I sat up and placed on leg over, straddling him while I bent my head down and kissed him from his neck down to his firm pecs and back up to his lips. We stayed like that for a while before I got up and pulled at the waistband of his jeans as I walked to his room.

**WARNING! WARNING! M-RATED SCENE ABOUT TO COMMENCE!**

When we got inside, I undid his buckle and unzip his jeans, letting fall down and pool at his feet, biting my lip when I saw his manhood up at full attention. At the speed of light, he spun me around and swept my hair to one side, placing soft, sensual kiss on my neck and his fingers delicately ran down both sides of my body until he found the zipper and undid it pulling my dress down as he went. I stood there in my black strapless bra and the matching thong.

His lips trailed from my neck down to my shoulder before he spun me around again and enveloped me in a breathless, passionate kiss, his hand raking into my hair as he walked us back to his bed, stepping out of his shoes and leaving our clothes there by his door. I was basically on the tip of my toes almost being dragged back, our height difference that much noticeable without my heels. I didn't mind because I was clinging onto him like his was the air I breathed while our lips danced an intense battle for dominance.

Once we laid down, he broke away from my lips and he moved straight for my breast as his hands went lower and slide off my panties. I sat forward, resting back on my elbow and looked at him.

"Yours need to come off too," I ordered, breaking into a big grin as he took off his boxers. I undid my bra clasp and threw that next to the bed. I let out a gasp when he dove in and latched on to one of breast, and let's just say the dream I had did him no justice. My head rolled back as I let out a soft moan as he sucked and licked and tugged on my nipple.

After paying both my breast equal attention, he scooted me down a bit before situating himself on top of me, his member right at my entrance. He looked down at me, giving me time to back out if I wanted to. Even drunk, he was a gentleman. I responded by pressing my lips softly against his.

"Please," I whispered into the kiss, and that's all it took before in one swift motion he entered inside me. His lips muffled my moan as I pulled him closer in response, loving the feeling of him filling me, his pace fast and demanding. Every time he went entered me, the room filled with my moans or screams, urging him on.

"Oh god!" I shouted when lifted my legs over his shoulders, effectively changing the angle so he hit that spot repeatedly. A few minutes later, I felt my body begin to clamp, I was right on the edge of release. Without missing a beat, Dimitri grabbed the leg over his shoulder and spun me around, putting me on my hands and knees. He went faster, bringing me even closer to the brink, but I wanted to go together. I gripped on to the pillow, making myself hold on while he kept going, bringing me closer to the edge with every thrust.

"Roza," he murmured deeply as he gripped closer. "I'm so clo-"

I didn't even let him finish as I clenched down on him sending us both over the edge. He kept a slow pace prolonging our pleasure; I collapsed on the bed, him falling next to me with his arm over me, pulling me flush against his chest.

"Thank you," he mumbled against my skin as he kissed my sensitive spot on my neck right behind my ear, sucking on it a bit, making me wet all over again. I turned around with lightening speed and got on top of him, rubbing my lower half against his, feeling him harden under me.

"Don't thank me yet," I said with a smirk as I lifted myself and lowered myself over him, taking control of round 2.

**IT'S ALL SAFE NOW! M-SCENE OVER...SMUT AVERTED!**

When I woke up it was still dark outside, looking at the clock on the bed stand, I saw it was 5 in the morning. I groaned at my pounded headache and when I shifted in Dimitri's arm I groaned again at the soreness I felt down there. Wait. Dimitri's arms? Soreness where there shouldn't be? Fuck. Me. Oh wait, Dimitri already did. Three times tonight alone. After some slick maneuvering, I got out of Dimitri's arms silently, the cold air biting my skin, making me want to go back and stay the night. But I couldn't, I shouldn't even have gotten out of the cab.

I grabbed my bra from the side of the bed and hastily put it on as I went for my panties. When I came up empty, I got on my knees and felt around my side of the bed. Nothing. I crawled around the bed, feeling around for anything under the bed and around it and it wasn't there. With a growl of annoyance, I decided to take my chances and went to grab my dress. I accidentally picked up Dimitri's shirt and was about to put it down when I was surrounded by his scent. Instead, I put my dress on and Dimitri's shirt over. I was cold and it was a long-sleeve. Tip-toeing to the front door, I grabbed my heels and tried putting them on while walking down and closing the door.

I epically failed.

"Ah!" I screamed when I lost my footing, landing ass floor on the tile floor and slamming the door shut. I cringed at the loudness and was frozen in my spot for a minute, expecting Dimitri to come out. When he didn't I let out the breath I had been holding onto, got up, and trotted downstairs.

Shit.

I left my jacket and clutch in his apartment. His front door was unlocked. I could run up, get in and out and not be seen…right? Deciding not to take my chances, I hailed a cab to take my home. Lucky for me, Dimitri put his change in his shirt pocket, and it was enough to pay the driver before I crawled into the back window at home.

Yea, I'm too old for this shit.

DPOV

I woke up with a start when I heard a door slam. Stupid neighbors, I thought as I rolled around, expecting to feel the softest skin underneath my arm. When I felt my sheet I opened my eyes and saw my bed Rozaless. Maybe it was a dream, but I couldn't have dreamt something that real. I swear she came home with me and didn't leave. I dropped my head into my pillow with a frustrated groan.

Wondering what time it was, I lifted my head to see it was 20 minutes past 5. When I looked at the lamp behind the clock a smirk spread across my lips as I found the perfect excuse to go see Roza. Figuring I wasn't going to get any sleep before I had to get up again, I walked around my room and picked my stuff up before getting dress to go for a run. When I saw my shirt missing, I smirked again. Oh Roza, I thought as I walked into my living room and saw her clutch and jacket still on the couch. Shaking my head, I left my apartment to go on a quick run before I had to get ready.

A/N: I know it's shorter than most of the chapters, but I hope it was still good :) so tell me...what was your favorite part? The party? The "after party"? Or the early morning after?

What do you think Dimitri's going to do now? What about Rose? Should she finally follow her heart instead of her head?