Drabble:37
POV:Third Person

"Primarily, the problem with this…", Rose continued to talk, facing him, sitting cross-legged on the gym floor, but Dimitri wasn't listening. Well, he was trying to, but he just couldn't.
He had asked her to discuss the pros and cons of a new move, and he hoped she was doing that, because frankly, he wasn't paying any attention to her speech. Why? Well, he was far too busy staring at her, at the way the sunlight was shining on her, creating a halo of light around her features. The soft duskish light illuminated her clear complexion, accentuated her curves and lit up her dark eyes and that beautiful, glossy mane. Dimitri was mesmerized, enthralled by her. She was enchanting him, without even trying. God really must hate him, Dimitri concluded mentally, for He tempted Dimitri with this seductress every waking moment, and even in his dreams. Life really was unfair; he loved her so, so much, but was unable to claim her as his, no matter how much they both wanted to.

But none of these were what was causing Dimitri's self-control to slip. It was the way the sunlight was shining on her lips. Her pouty pink lips, coated with the lipgloss he had bought for her. The lipgloss that had initiated their first hug. The lipgloss she had worn the night of the lust charm. The lipgloss he knew tasted of strawberries because he had tasted it on her. That damned lipgloss was wreaking havoc with his self-restraint now.
"On the other hand….", Rose droned on, her lips shaping each word seductively, her teeth biting on them every now and then, as she mulled over some response.
Dimitri was captivated, and he mentally groaned, unable to prevent his physical and emotional reaction to her. Throwing caution to the wind, he leaned forward and grabbed her. She froze, stunned at his boldness, her doe-eyes becoming impossibly wide. Drawing her closer, Dimitri brushed his lips against hers, savoring the sweet taste of her lip-gloss and the feel of her soft lips. At first, she didn't-well, couldn't- respond, but once she did, Dimitri couldn't help himself from deepening their kiss, plundering her mouth with his tongue. When they broke apart, he pulled her to his chest, feeling her heart beating furiously, and inhaled that wonderful smell that was uniquely Rose's. When he recovered, he stood up and helped her up.
"I want you to write up on what we discussed today-", he began.
"But I just talked about it!", Rose whined, her eyebrows drawing together.
"Well, I was otherwise occupied, so you'll have to forgive my thoughtlessness", Dimitri said with a smirk, making her blush. "Essay, tomorrow. Class dismissed." She grumbled about his inconsideration, pouting slightly, which made Dimitri chuckle.
He walked away then, trying to control himself from going back and kissing her senseless. Because if he did, he didn't know how far things would go. A man only has so much self control….

Thank you for reading.
PS-I wanna do a Jill/Eddie scene, but nothing good comes to mind….any suggestions?