Disclaimer: The rights to "Vampire Academy" belong to Richelle Mead.
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This is my first foray into VA FanFiction! I really hope you like the first chapter.
Chapter 1: "Fresh Steps"
~VA BTTS VA~
'If one more asshole touches my ass, I'm going to break their hand!' I thought to myself.
My name is Rose Hathaway and I'm 26 years old. Currently, I'm working at this upscale Lounge called 'Moroi Royal', to pay the bills. But it seems that these 'Richie Rich's' think they can touch, grab and cop-a-feel at any given time. The worst of them is this tiresome douchebag, Jesse Zeklos.
It's 6:13PM on a Friday and he's here with his usual group. He will not take no for an answer. One time…one time, a few weeks ago I served his group and may have suggested that he was attractive. He's taken that to mean I've given him permission to touch me whenever he pleases. I'm at my breaking point and I have yet to resort to violence, which is huge for me. But my patience is wearing thin.
Don't get me wrong, I've been to college, technically I'm a personal trainer. But every gym I've applied to only wants me to teach aerobics or spin class's instead of actually utilizing me. They wouldn't do that to any of the men applying to these gyms who have the same knowledge. So, I've passed on some job offers because of that. Maybe that was a mistake but I know my worth.
My best friend Lissa on the other hand has always known that she wants to be part of the social scene in some way. Maybe a talent agent for some celebrity or public figure. She's earned her bachelor's degree for marketing, business, communications and of course, public relations. She currently works for some local public official's office as an assistant to the assistant. Have to climb the corporate ladder after all, kiss a few butts along the way. Plus, she currently likes that the hours are Monday to Friday and she's usually done by 5 or 6 PM.
While I'm stuck here, listening to Jesse go on about how he just needs one night with me to change my mind.
"Not going to happen!" I argued in reply, once again smacking his hand away from my ass.
I turned, ready to walk away when I noticed my boss was currently watching, so I plastered a smile on my face and spun back to douchie. "Is there anything else I can get for you?" I questioned with a sugary sweet fake ass smile.
My boss, Nathan Ivashkov was a hard ass. He seemed to put up with me but I was low-class to him because I don't have money. Well dip-shit, if I had money, I wouldn't be working for you.
"Actually, Rosie, there is." He taunted, pushing himself up from his seat.
I glanced back over to where my boss was, but he was talking to the bartender. Jessie decided that this was a great moment to grab my breast in one hand and my ass with the other.
"Fuck off!" I screamed, shoving him. My next action was a reflex as I pulled back my right arm and punched him. While my left grabbed the other hand and twisted, breaking a few fingers. I could hear the bone crack as he grabbed his nose this time. "Fondle that for a while dip shit!" I called, untying my apron and tossing it on the bar as I passed.
"Hathaway!" Nathan hollered at me.
"He wasn't getting 'fresh' with me!" I relayed angrily. That was how Nathan passed off Jesse's actions in the past. "It was sexual assault!" I screamed back.
He looked at me with such disdain, as if I asked for it. "You're fired!" He replied.
"About time!" I responded, flipping him off as I left the lounge.
After retrieving my shoulder bag from the employee's locker room, I stepped out into the fresh air of the night. I knew Lissa was off by 5PM, so I called her immediately.
"Hey!" Lissa answered.
"I need a job." I murmured dejectedly.
"You got fired?" She replied sympathetically.
"Of course, that's your first conclusion, I couldn't possibly have quit."
"Rose," She pressed.
"Okay fine, yes. But Jesse deserved it."
I summarized the events for her as I walked home, where she currently was. We shared a two-bedroom place of adequate sizing. But the closets were definitely too small, according to Lissa of course.
"What do you have planned for tonight now that you're off?" Lissa questioned mysteriously.
"Why? What do you have planned?" I pressed, approaching our building. "Oh, shit." I mumbled, but Lissa heard.
"What? What's wrong? Rose?" She sputtered when I didn't reply right away.
"Aaron is outside our building; do you need me to take care of this?"
"Why can't he move on." She stated rhetorically in frustration.
"I'll handle it and be up in a minute." I finished, ending the call.
"Aaron!" I yelled, getting his attention.
"Rose, please I just need to talk to her for a minute." He pleaded.
"STOP! Lissa doesn't want to see you anymore, get that through your head. If you come around again, I will get violent!"
"Rose-," I cut him off.
"Move on Aaron! I already broke some guy's nose less than an hour ago, so leave Lissa alone or I'll call the cops for harassment!" I threatened, moving past him to the front door.
I waited until he started walking away before using my key to let myself into the building. The elevator was on the main level so I arrived to our floor quickly.
"What did he want?" Lissa meekly questioned as I dropped my bag near the door.
"To talk, of course. I threatened violence." I giggled as Lissa smiled.
"He cheats on me and thinks he can just, ugh, I can't stand it."
I felt a change in topic was necessary. "I need food."
"That's part of what I wanted to talk to you about, you have no plans tonight right?" She smiled.
"Well, being that I was supposed to be working until 10PM, I think it's safe to say my calendar is wide open." I answered, plonking myself down on the couch as I toed off my shoes.
"Then get changed, we're going to a new place for dinner and some live music." She ordered.
"What, why?" I whined.
"It's a new place I want to check out. Plus, I kindametsomeone," She rambled at the end.
"Wait! What was that?" I urged. "You met someone?"
"Yes?"
"Liss! When? Tell me."
"Okay, okay." She acquiesced, dropping onto the couch beside me. "Tuesday morning, I was getting my coffee before work and I was running late, so I went to the café closer to the office. I ran into this guy and we got to chatting, exchanged numbers…" She trailed off. "We've been talking all week." She blushed
"And he's meeting you tonight at this new place?"
"Kind of,"
"Liss, come on, what does that mean?" I pressed.
"He's a drummer and their band is playing there tonight. He invited me to come, join them for dinner, get to know him and watch their show." She relented. "He even made a point of telling me to bring a friend so I wouldn't be the only female amongst them or get bored when they were doing their set."
"And of course, I'm the friend."
"They have good food!" She plied. "I googled." She smirked raising her eye brows up and down in a 'you know you want to' gesture and also knowing how much I loved food.
"How good?" I replied as she pulled me from the couch.
"I'm not getting all fancy." I stated as she pushed me towards my room.
"You don't have to, jeans are fine."
Lissa explained that the venue was called 'The Academy', and was a lounge/sports bar. They even had pool tables and a dance floor but it was more upscale than a regular bar but definitely not a club. It was certainly not as stuffy and uptight as 'Moroi Royal'. A little more 'rock n roll'. They did live music throughout the week and her new beau's band was the regular Friday and Saturday night draw.
"What time is their set?" I questioned as I finished styling my unruly curly hair. The waves of the curls could get annoyingly tangled sometimes but my last place of employment always urged for me to wear an up-do and this annoyingly congesting black and white uniform that made me feel like I was standing at a guard post instead of serving food and alcohol.
"They go on at 11PM and are the main attraction, but we're meeting for 7:30 so we can you know, talk, eat. Have a few drinks." She explained.
"After the day I've had, a few drinks sound really good right about now."
Lissa decided to wear a knee length blue coloured dress with ¾ length sleeves and sweetheart neckline that accentuated her figure, topping it off with a pair of tan heels.
Me on the other hand. I stuck to my dark blue jeans that made my ass look amazing, if I do say so myself, and a maroon V-neck form fitting shirt with long sleeves that really showed off my 'assets'. My tits. I mean it showed off my tits. I completed it with my signature leather jacket and black boots.
"Do you have to be so, can't you…" She trailed off.
"What? This is me."
"I know, just a skirt maybe? Please?"
"Liss." I whined. "You said jeans would be fine."
"A jean skirt?" She pushed. "And flats, not boots."
I relented and went for a skirt but not her choice. A black pleather one that came to mid-thigh and was a little snug in all the right places. I still wore boots but they were ankle high with a small heel.
"Better?" I announced, venturing out of my bedroom.
"Much." She smiled. "I called an Uber. It will be here in 5 minutes."
The ride took all of ten minutes, and when we arrived, there was a bit of a line to get inside.
"Are you 'on the list'?" I teased pointing out the patrons waiting to get in.
"Yes, Christian said he'd put me down." She confirmed as we approached the bouncer.
This guy was pretty tall, about 6-foot-1, with chestnut brown hair and incredibly green eyes. Cute I thought to myself but not 'sexy', at least not to me. Damn that seems like a shitty thing to think but at least I didn't vocalize it. He was sexy and was probably attractive to most females and probably even a few men, but he reminded me too much of Jesse at the moment. Even if their hair and eyes were different, they had similar features and that was just not attractive to me right now.
"Name?" He asked, looking to me. I signalled to Lissa.
"Lissa Dragomir" She stated as he scanned the list.
"Have fun." He smiled, allowing us to pass the 'special VIP rope' while winking at me. I nodded awkwardly. I didn't want to give him any ideas and wouldn't look at him.
"He was cute." Lissa stated, elbowing me as if I should make a move.
"Eh," I replied as we took in our surroundings. My stomach started grumbling. "I need food. You promised me food." I whined as we checked our coats and turned to take in the view and the stage.
This would have been my dinner break if I was still at that uptight lounge.
"OH! There he is!" She smiled widely waving her hand at someone in the distance.
As much of a shitty day as I was having, it was really nice to see Lissa so happy.
"Come on," She announced, grabbing my hand and pulling me along behind her.
"Christian, hi." She smiled widely when we reached their table.
"Lissa," He smiled just as wide as they embraced. He kissed her sweetly on the cheek and she blushed adorably. He was attractive. Definitely Lissa's type. Tall with dark hair and bright eyes and a sweet smile for Lissa.
"I'm Rose." I announced, as they were taking a bit too long and the other guys at the table were staring.
"Sorry," Christian mumbled. "Nice to meet you, Rose." He added, shaking my hand.
I gripped his hand a little more firmly and leaned closer, "You hurt her, I'll hurt you." I stated making eye contact. I heard his friends laugh but I was serious.
"Rose!" Lissa admonished.
"What! You know I will."
"That's the problem."
"What is that supposed to mean?" Christian asked wearily.
"Rose doesn't take shit from anyone. In fact, she got fired earlier tonight for, what was it again Rose?" Lissa announced, turning to me.
"I was just protecting myself." I defended.
"You had every right to, just tell them what you did." Lissa pressed smiling with pride.
"I may have broken a few fingers and the nose of one pompous prick known as Jesse Zeklos." I shared, then gave a small bow as I was seemingly the entertainment at the moment.
Suddenly I heard someone clapping and I looked to the horse-shoe shaped booth that looked big enough to seat 10 people. Christian's band mates applauding. I smiled and bowed once more.
"Lissa said there would be food, and I'm hungry." I announced, climbing into the booth and sliding over to make room.
"Let me introduce everyone," Christian started. "This is Mason, he's our base player." He introduced, pointing to his right. I looked to the guy opposite me. He was cute in a boyish way. He had red hair and blue eyes and while I couldn't tell for sure, he appeared to be tall and definitely had a bit of muscle to him. I waived politely and he smiled.
I looked to the guy next to him, who happened to be closest to me. "I'm Eddie, guitarist." He introduced reaching to shake my hand.
"Nice to meet you." I smiled. Eddie was cute too but in that boyish way. He had sandy blonde hair and hazel-brown eyes and appeared just as tall as Mason. He turned to Lissa and shook her hand as well.
"Nice to meet you, too." He smiled politely. "Here." He added, pushing a menu towards me and I nodded at him thankfully.
"Hey, Christian!" I heard, looking up from the menu in my hands. "Sorry, I'm late."
The most beautiful man I'd ever seen stood before me. His Russian accent was so sexy I literally wiped my mouth to make sure there wasn't any evidence of drool. God what was it with men and accents. He was also incredibly tall and built. I wanted to climb him like a tree.
"D, hey man. This is Lissa." He introduced, a proud smile on his face. The tall hunk of a Russian God turned to her with a friendly grin and shook her hand. When he smiled, I felt my heart flutter. I couldn't believe he could be any more attractive than he already was but apparently with a smile, it can happen. Plus, those dimples were going to be the death of me.
"This is her best friend, Rose." Christian stated as he turned to me. "Get in, we'll sit on this side." Christian added as 'D', as Christian introduced him slid in next to me.
He sat pretty close to me, despite there being a lot of room, but I had no complaints. "Rose." Russian God smirked, reaching for my hand. He didn't just shake my hand; he kissed the top. "Dimitri," He introduced.
"Nice to meet you Rus-, I mean Dimitri." I fumbled. Almost calling him Russian God to his face.
"Rose, what was that?" Lissa pressed.
"What was what?"
"You were going to call him something else, what was it?"
"I don't know what you're talking about." I concluded, holding up the menu in front of my face.
"Rose." Lissa pressed, a knowing smile on her face.
"Russian God." I mumbled, barely audible. Why did she have to embarrass me like this.
"What was that?" She pressed again as they all leaned forward to listen. She knew I had a habit of nick naming hot guys.
I felt Dimitri shift next me and when I looked over slightly, I saw that he'd moved a little closer.
"Russian God." I stated. "Happy now." I feigned anger but I was really curious to see what Dmitri thought of my word vomit.
I glanced at him from the corner of my eye and saw him smirking.
"You're not wrong." Lissa agreed.
"Wait, what?" Christian called, almost offended. Lissa smiled at him and whispered in his ear. He grinned in return, kissing her cheek.
"He gets that a lot." Eddie interjected as the rest of them started laughing.
I felt him shift next to me and looked over. "You're beautiful, Roza." He smiled with a wink causing me to blush.
"Thank you," I replied.
"You mind if we share?" He pointed to the menu in my hands. I felt his arm move behind me on the booth, but it was definitely more about leaning over to see the menu.
Our attention was pulled elsewhere as our server arrived. "Can I get you girls some drinks? I already know what these losers want." She teased.
"White wine, please." Lissa asked graciously.
"Beer." I announced with a smile. I could see the guys laugh at that.
"What?" I interjected. "I thought you guys were going to be the entertainment tonight, but apparently I am." I pouted, leaning back and crossing my arms over my chest. I could feel Dimitri's arm behind me along the back of the booth and settled into it a bit more. He smelled so good. Woodsy, like pine and cloves. I took a deep breath and leaned a little closer.
"Just bring another glass for Roza, thanks Mia." Dimitri stated. "We're getting a few jugs of beer." He explained, leaning closer for me to hear.
"Roza?" I questioned, turning my head and meeting his eyes. "You called me that before." I liked the way it sounded a lot too. "I'm guessing it's Rose in Russian?"
"It is." He nodded.
"Do you need more time with the menus?" Mia questioned. More so for me and Lissa I presumed as the guys seemed familiar.
"I'm ready." Lissa smiled, glancing at me. "Go ahead, Rose." She urged.
"I'll start with the half pound of wings. Then I'll have the bacon deluxe cheeseburger, side fries please." I finished.
Mason, Eddie and Christian had shocked looks on their faces and I felt Dimitri shaking next to me as he tried not to laugh.
"What, I like to eat." I smirked, as I joined in the laughter as well.
"It's nice for a change." Mia interjected. "You know how exhausting it is to have some skinny twink, no offense," she stated, turning to Lissa who just shrugged in response. ", order some salad and nix almost everything in it so they are in effect eating nothing but lettuce." She ranted. "Sorry," She added.
"I like food. No shame in it." I smiled.
"You definitely have nothing to be ashamed of." Mason interjected.
I knew he's been checking me out but that caused me to cross my arms over my chest instead. I felt Dimitri's hand brush my shoulder gently as Mia looked to Lissa and Christian next.
Dimitri bent closer to me before speaking. "You up for sharing those wings?"
"Sure." I smiled. I felt him playing with a strand of my hair, he was winding the curl around his finger then unwinding it and repeating the motion.
Lissa and Christian ordered the nachos and planned to share. Mason and Eddie both ordered steak and then Mia turned to Dimitri.
"Roza and I will share her wings and I'll have the same, deluxe with fries." He finished, leaning back in the booth as he passed the menus back to Mia.
Mia returned a few moments later with our drinks. Dimitri poured beers for all, and slapped at Eddie's hand when he tried to take the first, he'd poured.
"Ladies first." He'd admonished. Eddie looked apologetic but I waved him off.
Dimitri slid it over to me and poured the rest. Mia returned with a second jug a few moments later as we settled back to wait for our food.
"So, Dimitri, you missed the big news earlier." Eddie started.
"What's that?" He enquired, sipping from his beer. Mine was already half gone.
"Your Uncle had to sadly fire sweet Rose today."
"Wait, what? Nathan Ivashkov is your uncle?" I questioned in surprise. Dimitri seemed at a loss for words, almost worried. "He's a fucking asshole." I added which seemed to cause Dimitri to break out into laughter.
"He really fucking is." He agreed, taking a big gulp from his beer.
"Tell him why, Rose." Mason urged.
Christian and Lissa seemed to be in their own little world and it was kinda cute to see.
I turned to Dimitri and was lost in his eyes for a moment before I cleared my throat. "I broke a few fingers and the nose of -,"
Mason and Eddie interjected and announced as one, "of that pompous prick," they laughed.
"Jesse Zeklos." I finished for them.
Dimitri looked at me in shock. "What did he do?" He questioned with real alarm.
My eyes met his worried ones and I was surprised at how much concern he was actually showing. "He sexually assaulted me in the middle of the lounge. Grabbing at my chest and ass…" I trailed off.
His arm along the back of the booth came around me suddenly. "Are you okay? Are you hurt?" He asked, his eyes roaming over me as if looking for injuries.
"Hey, Comrade, I'm okay." I smiled reassuringly. I was honestly touched at his worry. "Really, I'm okay." I stated, cupping his cheek in my hand in reassurance. He nodded and reached for my hand, kissing the back of it before lowering our linked hands. I reached for my beer once more. "I just need a job is all." I laughed at myself, setting my glass back down.
"Comrade? Really…" He teased, pulling on one of my curls.
"Hey, you nicknamed me." I flirted, leaning against his arm once more.
"Are you not on good terms with your Uncle?" Lissa interjected, seemingly joining the conversation. "Sorry, that's personal."
"It's a long story and I'd rather not get into it right now, but let's just say that I'd like to break his fingers and his nose, among other things." Dimitri finished. He reached for the second jug of beer and topped up my empty glass before doing the same to his own.
"Thank you."
"Maybe you guys know of any jobs Rose could apply for." Lissa added, changing the direction of the conversation.
"Liss," I stopped.
"Are you just looking for serving positions?" Mason enquired innocently.
"She has a degree; she's literally qualified to run a gym." Lissa defended.
"Seriously?" Dimitri asked, looking to me.
I explained my college education and the possible jobs open to me and how I turned them down and he seemed to understand.
"What about your gym?" Christian posed, looking to Dimitri.
"Thank you, Christian, I was getting there." Dimitri smirked, pulling out his phone.
"I work at this place as a personal trainer Sunday through Thursday, and the owner is looking for a female trainer to balance." He informed.
"They're not in house sourcing for the position?" I questioned as he continued to search for something on his phone.
"They tried, but the majority were too busy flirting with the clients rather than actually helping them." He explained as he finally showed me his phone and the website for a gym called 'Dhampir'.
"Why the name choice?" I questioned.
"It's based on the Balkan folklore of a union between a Vampire and Human. But to the owner, it was her way of saying they were open 24 hours." He smiled.
"That's kind of clever and annoying." I laughed, looking over to see him glance at me. Or rather my cleavage. No complaints here.
"Give me your number." He stated, opening the contacts app on his phone and handing it to me.
"What?"
"I work on Sunday, I'll pass your info to Alberta, the owner and I'll get her to call you." He replied.
"Oh! Sure." I smiled. Here I was thinking he was asking for personal reasons. I entered my details for him before handing it back. He texted me immediately.
"Now you have my number too." He smirked.
I smiled in return and casually leaned a little closer to him.
"You might get an unknown number calling, that will likely be Alberta." He informed.
"Thank you. Really." I stated with gratitude. Although my mind was going towards ways, I could really gratify him.
"See Rose! It's about who you know." Lissa smiled as Mia arrived with some of our food.
She placed the wings and two side plates between me and Dimitri before setting down the nachos. Two other servers arrived with the rest of our food.
Everyone was pretty quiet as we ate. I couldn't help the moans that I made as I devoured those wings.
"That was so good." I announced suddenly, licking my fingers clean from the wings.
"Thanks for sharing, Comrade." I teased, nudging his side.
"I should be thanking you; those were your wings." He smiled licking this thumb. I sighed inaudibly so wanting to be that thumb. He grabbed my napkin. "Look at me," He stated; I turned towards him a little more. He used my napkin to wipe something from my cheek. "Leftover wing sauce." He explained.
"Oh, thanks." I blushed. The more time I spent around this man, the more I wanted to get him on his back. Then my mind went to even more dangerous places. He was big. Like really tall and muscular in all the right places, and I unconsciously glanced down at his crotch just imagining…my hand started to move.
"ROSE!" Lissa screeched, halting my movement.
"What?" I asked pulling my hand back, finally reading the room. "Please don't embarrass me anymore than I already am." I pleaded, covering my face in my hands.
"Don't worry Roza," Dimitri purred in my ear. "It's a lot easier for me to admire you," He flirted, glancing at my breasts, ", than it is for you." He finished with sly wink.
"I really like you." I blurted.
He smiled and leaned closer, kissing my cheek. "I like you too, Roza. And we've barely begun." He teased before turning back to his burger.
I glanced at Lissa as she mouthed, 'OMG, he's so into you'. I looked back at her, 'I know right!'. It was like we were having a conversation in our heads. At least to us.
I peeled the pickle off the top of my burger and dropped it on the side of my plate. "You don't want your pickle?" Dimitri whispered, suddenly really close to me.
I could feel his breath on the side of my neck and it made me shiver in the best way. "No, I always forget to say 'no pickles'." I informed.
He reached over and plucked it from my plate and ate it in two bites. "Mmm," He hummed, licking his fingers. I couldn't stop staring at his mouth now and was feeling flustered. All he did was eat a fucking pickle and I'm looking at him as if he was naked.
I shook my head to rid my mind of the obscene thoughts racing through my head and dug into my burger. The table quieted down as everyone ate and the sounds from the bar and lounge and the pool table games echoed around us.
Just as I was taking my second to last bite, a stream of grease ran from my mouth, down my chin and I could feel it going down my neck. I started making sounds of fright. Dimitri noticed and quickly grabbed my napkin, catching the stream before it could drop between my breasts. Meanwhile I was trying to chew the big glob of a bite I had taken.
"Oh, mi God! Thank you. I'm so sorry." I giggled. He just smiled and waited for me to take the napkin from him. "You're doing a pretty good job for me, Comrade." I flirted.
"Even sitting here eating a large greasy burger, something that should not in any way be that sexy…" He trailed off. ", you're dangerous, Roza." He finished, his voice dropping an octave, making me shudder.
There was definite flirtation between us and it was clearly a mutual attraction. My eyes caught Lissa's and she smiled knowingly.
Everyone finished up their meals shortly after, although I was still picking at my fries. Dimitri's arm was back behind me along the booth. I was reveling in the feeling when someone new approached our table.
"So, are 'Stakes of Fire' ready to take the stage?" This newcomer questioned, shoving in beside Dimitri.
There was no option but for me to move over to make room as Dimitri's side was flush against mine from the intrusion, but I was stuck to the seat. It would appear that a pleather skirt on a leather booth seat was not a good mix.
"I'm stuck." I whined with a giggle as the beer was starting to take effect and I couldn't move.
The next thing I knew, Dimitri had an arm under my legs, and the arm that was along the back of the booth was against my back as he lifted me from the seat to help me along.
"Thanks, Comrade." I giggled as I reached for the hand that was under my legs and giving him permission, I helped him trail it over my exposed inner thigh before moving it back to his side.
He took in a breath as our eyes locked; the arm behind my back moved to his side and I took his hand and placed it on my thigh, smiling at him as I leaned back against the booth and snuggled into his side. I pressed my hand over his, silently giving him approval. He gently massaged my leg and it was turning me on.
"Ivan, how's it goin'?" Eddie greeted, reaching across to shake his hand.
Ivan was pretty tall with sandy blonde coloured hair and light blue-grey eyes.
"Good, good. Who are these fine ladies?" He questioned as I leaned closer to Dimitri. His fingers were gently grazing along my thigh and I pressed my legs together as my left hand gripped his bicep. I really wished we were alone right at this moment.
I could see Mason eyeing me and it made me uncomfortable. He is clearly holding a torch that I did not ignite. At least not on purpose. His gaze held a look of jealousy.
Christian introduced Lissa and in turn me. I just smiled politely.
"Rose, Lissa, this is Ivan, he is the owner of 'The Academy', and best friends with Dimitri here." Christian introduced.
"We grew up together and he's like my brother." Dimitri explained.
Lissa and I shook his hand and then I rested my head against Dimitri's arm, snuggling even closer. I knew what I really wanted to do would not be acceptable in this public forum. Ivan continued talking to the others and I was just enjoying being close to Dimitri. His hand still gently rubbing over my leg. His fingers tickling the skin in soft featherlike touches.
I pushed his hand higher up, under my skirt. "Roza," He grunted, barely audible, but I felt his voice rush over me. His fingers gently brushed up against my panties and moaned slightly. His hand stilled and gripped my upper thigh. There were too many people around for things to go too far at the moment.
"I just came by to wish you guys' luck and the green room is all set up for you to wind down before your set." He smiled.
Dimitri reluctantly removed his hand from between my legs. I giggled incessantly over that as he moved to shake Ivan's hand in thanks. No one else knew where his hand had been.
Ivan retreated from the table with a wave and Dimitri brought his hands together, elbows on the table. I swear he was bringing his hands to his face to smell them. I know he knows I was so ready for him. I watched him inhale before looking at me and his eyes seemed darken with desire.
"I need to go check the equipment for our set." He reached for my hand and kissed the back of it, slowly pulling himself from the booth.
I couldn't stop the giggles at his sudden retreat, but Christian, Eddie and Mason followed. Christian lingered a little longer, kissing Lissa sweetly on the lips. She beamed brightly as he wandered up to the stage.
"Rose!" Lissa called, coming to my side of the booth. "What is going on with you and Dimitri and where was his hand!?" She giggled. She herself was a little wine-drunk.
"I put his hand between my thighs…" I smiled triumphantly ", and I swear I just saw him smell his hand." I replied, breaking out in raucous laughter.
"You need to get laid." She replied.
"I want him. Like really bad and not just some one-night stand Liss," I paused. Her eyes met mine with understanding.
"You want him like serious long -term boyfriend kind of want." She stated.
"Oh, yeah!" I admitted with a giggle.
"We're a little drunk. Let's get some water." Lissa reasoned.
Mia approached just then. "Mia! Water please!" I smiled. It would seem that was her goal as she placed a few water bottles on the table from her tray. "Thank you." I replied.
"I've been sitting too long too." I announced, struggling to remove my pleather from the leather as I played an endless game of hop along until I could leave the booth.
"I want to go find Christian." She stated, biting at her lip.
"Are they not all on stage?" I enquired, grabbing one of the water bottles and taking a long drink.
Lissa looked over to the set up before replying. "All but Dimitri." She informed as her tall frame allowed her to see more than most.
"I'm going pee, I'll find you later." I announced as Lissa nodded before moving towards the stage, and I headed in the opposite direction towards the hallway to the right of the bar. A sign overhead indicated that the washrooms were that way.
I finished my bathroom business and even used one of their mouthwash rinses. Walking around for a bit cleared my head but my focus seemed to be on finding the Russian God. As I exited the hallway, the bar/lounge lay in front of me and I saw Ivan immediately.
"Ivan, hi." I smiled.
He smirked to himself. "Rose, are you looking for Dimitri?" He teased.
"Am I that obvious?" I questioned. "That's not going to turn him off, is it?" I worried.
"No, but he is." He snickered.
"What does that mean?" I interrogated, following him as he rounded the end of the bar.
"He's been very obvious tonight." He confirmed. "He never really dates, anyone." He added. "But he is in the green room." He smiled, eyes darting down the hallway I'd just come from.
"Is the room he's in literally labeled, 'green room'?" I posed.
"No, it's labeled 'talent'." He stated, sending me a wink. "Lock the door." He added, shooing me away.
I felt more sober than earlier but I was really excited at the prospect of being alone with Dimitri. No one to watch us or make us feel weird. I knew he was attracted to me, he had to be, right? I wasn't imagining that. But I was worried after Ivan's comment about him not dating.
I half walked half ran down the hall and the door I was looking for was the very last at the end of the hall. I contemplated knocking but decided to walk in instead, surprise him.
The room was a lot larger than I thought it would be. It had a few mirrors with a table in front, likely for the bands to put on makeup and check out their appearance and what not. There was a sidebar with snacks and water and a mini fridge. A few couches were along one wall as well as arm chairs and even a bathroom. With the door ajar, I could see it had a walk-in shower.
Dimitri was laid back on a couch, slouching low. His dark wash jeans were clearly bulging in certain areas and I smiled knowingly. His button-down black shirt was ruffled from his position and the sleeves were rolled up to his elbows. His eyes were closed and he looked like he was taking deep breaths to calm himself. Quietly, I closed the door and turned the dead bolt, per Ivan's suggestion. I looked to the light switch and saw that I could dim the lights, so I did.
Even with more discreetness, I removed my ankle boots and walked silently over to him. His eyes were still closed as though he didn't hear me enter. Standing before him, it's when I looked a little closer that I realized why. He had ear pods in his ears and was clearly trying to distract himself from something.
Suddenly I felt like I was just intruding and maybe he needed to focus before the show. I was just turning away to leave when I felt him grab my hand.
"Roza," He murmured, pulling his ear pods out one at a time with the other hand. He placed them next to him on a side table and tugged me closer.
His hands moved to my hips as he pulled me towards him. Gently, I straddled his lap and wound my arms around his shoulders.
"Is it okay that I'm here?" I murmured quietly.
"Of course, it is." He assured with a smile, brushing a loose strand of hair behind my ear.
My mind starting racing and negative thoughts were intruding. Questions I didn't want to know invaded and I suddenly blurted one out.
"Do you sleep around?" I called suddenly. Clasping a hand over my mouth at the intrusive question. "I'm sorry, Ivan said you didn't date…"
"He smiled at me, and pulled my hand down, tugging me closer. He tucked my head against his chest, running his hands along my back. I inhaled deeply, loving that woodsy, pine scent from earlier.
"No, Roza. I don't. And I typically don't date, but there is something about you." He stated. "In fact, the guys would probably tell you I'm a monk." He laughed.
"What?" I asked in surprise pulling up to look at him. "But you're so hot!" I announced suddenly causing him to laugh. "You know I talk a lot more than I need to when I'm around you." I added, trying to pull away, a little embarrassed at my verbal vomit.
"Roza, Roza, Roza. Come back." He grinned; I relented without struggle.
His hands held my hips as I sat over him and our eyes met. "I never get involved. With anyone." He stated with finality. "But the moment I saw you, I was so completely taken with you." He smiled, pushing a strand of my curls back behind my ear. I blushed at the action. "And then you opened your mouth." He grinned. "You're just so honest about everything and it's refreshing." He explained as his eyes met mine, holding my gaze. "You're so fucking beautiful, it hurts." He added, his eyes boring into mine.
"I want you." I blurted, feeling shy once more at my sudden outburst.
He smiled widely as well.
"I want you, too." He confessed pulling me closer.
"Can I kiss you?" I pleaded, moving my hands over his chest, his shoulders and into his hair.
He licked his lips and cradled my head, pulling me closer. His lips met mine softly, as if testing the waters. My body was flush against his and I felt my nipples harden in response. His hands trailed over my back, gripping my ass and kneading with one while the other tenderly cupped a breast. His thumb rubbing over my nipple.
I sighed at the feeling, knowing we barely knew one another, but he felt so good. His lips moved to my cheek and then my neck as I tilted my head back to give him more access. He suckled just under my ear and I couldn't stop the whimpers of pleasure as my hips started gently rocking against him. His hands gripped my hips as he guided me over him. He pressed his hard cock against me and I moaned loudly when he hit my clit at just the right angle while his lips moved and sucked at the soft flesh at the top of my breast. He tugged my top down, exposing more of my breast and his lips suckled and kissed. I knew there would be a hickey there and smiled at the thought of him leaving his mark. My hands wound through his hair, my nails gently scratching at his scalp.
He moaned loudly and pulled back a bit as he kissed up my neck until his lips found mine once more. His hands cupped my face tenderly, as we slowly moved our lips, our tongues danced and stroked against the other. My hands were resting over his wrists as we devoured one another. Nothing was rushed. It was slow, sensual and felt so amazing.
"Dimitri, touch me." I muttered, guiding one of his hands down until it slipped under the hem of my skirt.
Dimitri's eyes met mine as his fingers brushed over my sex. The dampness was seeping through my panties. I moved off his lap, and slipped my panties off before retaking my position.
"Fuck, Roza. You're going to be the death of me." He crooned, his hand diving back between my legs. He immediately slipped two fingers inside of me as his thumb rubbed over my clit. My hands clenched over his shoulders and my forehead was pressed firmly against his.
I could feel his eyes watching me and my lips parted when I felt him curl his fingers just the right way.
"Come for me, Roza." He purred, nipping at my ear lobe.
Fusing my lips to his once more, I slipped my tongue over his as he continued to fuck me with his fingers.
"So close," I whimpered as I felt the orgasm approaching. His fingers continued to pump inside of me allowing me to ride out the wave of pleasure as my orgasm hit. I pressed against his hand even harder. My legs tightening around his thighs as his other hand helped to keep me upright.
I finally came down from my high, resting my head on his shoulder. "That was so good, Comrade." I smiled, kissing him sweetly. He laughed lightly in reply.
I watched as he removed his hand and licked my essence from his fingers. I knew that neither of us had condoms, so I wouldn't get to ride the Russian God tonight. Instead, I reached beside him to a small throw pillow and clutched it in my hands while I climbed from his lap. Tossing the pillow to the floor between his legs, I kneeled down and started unbuckling his belt.
"Roza, you don't, -" I cut him off.
"Shut it, Comrade." I smirked.
He threw his head back with a smile and ran his hands over his face. I met his gaze as I got situated and his eyes followed my every move as he bit his lip in anticipation. He undid the buttons on his shirt and pushed it open. His abs in full view. The man was beautiful in every way with clothes on, but seeing him half naked was making me wet all over again. I ran my hand over his bulge as I fumbled over the button with the other. He helped with the zipper and lifted his ass from the couch, allowing me to pull his pants and boxer briefs down to his ankles. I wedged myself between his legs getting closer.
His cock twitched under my gaze and I smiled widely. He laughed at the expression on my face.
"See something you like?" He teased, as his hand cupped my cheek.
"Very much so." I snickered, gripping him at the base.
I didn't know how much time we had left before he had to go on stage, so I didn't tease too much. I bent my head and sucked him into my mouth. I couldn't take all of him, he was too large for that, but I used my hands to stroke and twist as I sucked, kissed and licked his cock over and over.
He grunted and gently thrust his hips as I continued my ministrations. "Just like that, Roza." He panted, his hand in my hair, guiding me.
I tried to take as much of him in as I could until I felt him hit the back of my throat. "Fuck, I'm coming," He called as I moved one hand down to gently fondle his balls. He came moments later, growling through his release. The sounds he made were so fucking hot and I had to rub my thighs together to suppress the ache. I sucked down every last bit of him, before tugging his pants back up.
Ever the gentleman, he helped me to stand up first before he tucked himself away once more, redressing. His abs were still on display, and I ran my hands over them and up his chest. He laughed gently, cupping my face and kissing me soundly.
"That was amazing." He murmured, nestling his face into my neck as he wrapped his arms around me securely.
His phone started beeping and we broke apart at the sound. He grabbed it from the side table and checked to see a text.
"Sorry, love. Show time in 15 minutes." He smiled, brushing his thumb across my lips. I bit at his thumb, my tongue snaking out to lick it, just once.
"When I said I like you, I mean, I really really like you." I smirked.
"I feel the same way, Roza." He agreed his hand gripping my hip affectionately. "We should maybe slow down a bit though." He reasoned, his eyes meeting mine.
"Probably. I mean if I had a condom or you had a condom…" I trailed off. "I mean it's not like you even got to see my tits, just the tops of them," I giggled.
"Roza," He laughed pulling me into a hug. "We don't have to do everything on our first meeting." He stated, bending to kiss me one more time, his hands cupping my ass tenderly.
"Fresh steps?" I offered. "I mean baby steps," I corrected with a giggle.
"Fresh steps sounds good actually. 'Baby' might be a little too slow…" He replied, ", for both of us." He added, almost inaudibly. But I definitely heard that.
Dimitri buttoned his shirt again, leaving a few undone at the top. I reached for my discarded panties and walked over to him as he adjusted his belt. Slipping my hand into the front pocket of his jeans, I pushed my panties in.
"What are you doing?" He asked coyly.
"Just something to remember our first sexual encounter." I simpered before slipping my boots back on and adjusting myself in front of the mirror.
"Dimitri!" I called when I noticed my neck. But I actually was secretly loving it.
"Yeah, I'd say I was sorry about that, but I'm really not." He teased, running a finger over the hickey on the underside of my ear. One was also peeking out from under my shirt over my breast.
"You're incorrigible." I grinned.
I quickly used the washroom attached to the green room to clean up. Dimitri stood patiently waiting, but his eyes watched my every move. I couldn't resist putting a little more swagger in my walk as I approached him. Slipping my hand into his, he unlocked the door and led us out towards the stage.
"Rose!" I heard to my left when we were back in the main lounge. Lissa was rushing over.
"I'll see you in a bit." Dimitri stated, kissing my hand and leaving to meet his bandmates.
"Where were you guys?" She teased, bumping her shoulder against mine.
"Just hanging out in the green room." I replied nonchalantly.
"Did you and Dimitri, you know?" She pressed.
"No, not completely full-on sex, but we definitely fooled around." I grinned.
"I can see that." She replied, pointing at the hickey peeking out from my top.
"Yeah, he's really good at that." I replied dreamily, showing her the other one, discreetly.
"Are you happy?" She asked.
"Disturbingly so," I confirmed. "You know," I started, "I'm really glad you met Christian." I giggled. I was so crazy giddy happy at the moment that I couldn't contain myself.
Lissa went to grab our jackets from the coat check, figuring we'd be leaving soon after they were done their set. I shrugged it on and pulled my hair out so it draped down my back freely.
She grinned at me, "Come on, we have a spot to watch the show." Lissa explained leading me closer to the stage.
I could see the guys getting set up as Ivan headed out on the stage, likely to introduce them. Dimitri was standing to the side of the stage, one foot up against the wall as he leaned against it, arms crossed over his chest. He looked like a fucking model. I sighed, audibly at the sight. The way his shirt pulled tight over his biceps and how his jeans hugged his thighs and ass. Lissa's voice brought me back from my ogling.
"Seems they have a bit of a fanbase." Lissa stated, having to speak a bit louder in my ear due to the noise from the crowd while pointing out the gaggle of girls that were gathering in front of the stage.
The look on Dimitri's face made it look like he was angry rather than focused. "Gimme a sec," I said to Lissa, moving closer to him. He was on stage above me so getting his attention was more difficult.
"RUSSIAN GOD" I called loud enough for him to finally look my way. He laughed at my antics and reached his hand out. Swiftly, he pulled me onto the stage as if I weighed nothing.
"Roza," He murmured, his arm around my waist before gesturing for Lissa to come as well.
There were a few stools at the side of the stage, so we could sit or stand and watch from their level. I totally felt like a groupie at this point but really loved it.
"Thanks Comrade." I flirted. "You looked a little angry there." I relayed, running a finger over his forehead where I'd noticed the crease of concentration.
"No, just getting in the mind set." He reassured, running a hand through my hair and tangling his fingers into my curls.
I could see Eddie and Mason and it was making me a little uncomfortable how Mason was staring at me.
Dimitri seemed to notice the change in my disposition. "Are you okay?" He questioned, squeezing my hip.
I nodded, biting my lip. Leaning up to his ear, he had to bend to meet me, "I think Mason has a bit of a crush on me." I stated. "He keeps staring at me with these longing looks."
"Don't worry." He assured, kissing the side of my head.
Ivan started to get the crowd riled up and Lissa's excitement was palpable as she and Christian made googly eyes at one another. He was sitting at his drum kit and twirling his sticks like a pro. I had to tune out the screaming girls and turned to Dimitri one more time.
He leaned down, his arm around my waist holding me against him as he kissed me, slipping his tongue in my mouth with determination before pulling away and pecking my lips sweetly one more time.
"Wish me luck." He smirked, leaving a smacking kiss on my cheek and making me blush before striding to the microphone stand.
"He is so in crush with you!" Lissa announced, sidling up to me once Dimitri took his place on stage. "I love how affectionate he is with you, it's sweet." She added.
"The feeling is definitely mutual…" I replied, ", and it's undeniably more than a crush." I added. "Plus, Mason seems to have a torch for me, so I think a bit of the PDA is just to kinda of subtly make it clear." I explained.
"You're not being subtle, like at all." She teased. ", but when you two disappeared earlier, he went looking for you." She explained sadly.
"Then he would have been really surprised by what he found if he had." I replied, looking to Dimitri as they counted down into their first song of the night.
They started their set with a fast track and I really was getting into the music. Their songs were catchy. Very rock n' roll but not too hardcore. Dimitri's voice was like a blanket of sex that enveloped my whole body making me shiver in anticipation. I was so turned on and couldn't stop imagining what it would be like when we were finally in an actual bed with room and privacy. The way he crooned into the microphone was exhilarating to watch, reminding me that I was no longer in possession of my underwear.
During certain lyrics in songs, he'd look my way or wink suggestively, making me blush. I looked away shyly and focused on the crowd. There was a swish in my hips as I low-key danced along. There were a few fans that were glaring daggers at both me and Lissa. Clearly the boys had a passionate group of devotees, but I was gearing up for when the show ended and they'd likely have to interact with the fans a bit. I definitely knew how girls could be, so they would try to touch the guys if given the chance. A lot of the time it could be really inappropriate too.
Their set lasted for almost an hour when Ivan jumped back up on stage after their last number, getting the crowd riled up even more for an encore. Dimitri walked over to Lissa and I while Ivan went on.
"You wanna get out of here when we're done?" He asked, the sweat dripping from his forehead as he looked at Lissa as if asking for permission.
"I'm getting a ride home with Christian," She confirmed for Dimitri. "Just let me know if you won't be home." She smiled suggestively at me and I nodded.
He smiled excitedly as Ivan called him back. They dove into one final song. I clapped and danced a little more, jumping along with the others. I saw Dimitri look my way and raise his eyebrows. Yes, yes Russian God the breasts move and bounce when I do. I winked at him and jiggled just a little more to tease him. He shook his head but smiled as he finished the final chorus. Eddie on his guitar played the final notes, letting them linger in the air as the crowd roared.
They thanked their audience and both Christian and Dimitri headed our way while Eddie and Mason moved to their fans.
Taking my hand in his, Dimitri led me through a door at the side of the stage that took us behind the lounge into employee territory. Christian and Lissa followed.
"We need to clean up a bit in the green room, then we can go." Christian relayed.
We entered the green room from a different door than the one I'd used earlier. I mistakenly thought it was just a closet. But it was clearly a way to get the talent from the green room to the stage without interruption.
I grabbed two water bottles and handed one each off to Christian and Dimitri. They nodded their thanks and chugged them back fast.
"You go ahead, I'll wait." Dimitri addressed Christian.
"Quick shower, then we can go." He smiled at Lissa, kissing her cheek.
She grabbed a water bottle for herself and took a seat in one of the arm chairs, and pulled out her phone.
"Christian said you guys have a Spotify page with your music?" Lissa posed.
"Yeah, you can follow us on there for anything new." Dimitri replied.
"Cool, I'll busy myself with that so you can go make kissy face." She teased.
"Thanks, Liss," I smiled with a laugh, turning back to Dimitri. He led me over to the couch from earlier and took a seat. I sat beside him, crossing my legs towards him. "You were really good tonight." I acknowledged, running my hand over his forearm and down to his hand. He flipped his hand over so we could link our fingers together so they were palm to palm.
"Will you come to the show tomorrow night?" He queried, leaning his head back and turning to look at me. "We don't usually arrive so early like tonight, but of course Christian wanted us to meet Lissa and well, you." He admitted, the hint of a blush appearing on his cheeks.
"What time should I be here?" I asked, trailing my fingers over our clasped hands.
"Why don't I pick you up?" He suggested. "We could go have our own private dinner." He smirked.
"I'd like that." I grinned, leaning over to kiss him.
"I'm so sweaty right now." He warned.
"I really don't care, Comrade." I refuted, fusing my lips to his. We broke apart when the door for the bathroom opened, and Christian walked out in fresh clothes, toweling off his hair.
"You ready?" He looked to Lissa, before tossing the towel in a bin marked 'Laundry'.
"Absolutely." She smiled, jumping from her seat. "I'll see you at home, Rose." She stated, following Christian out the same door we came in from. "Be safe!" She taunted.
Dimitri and I laughed as they left. "Give me a few to shower off this sweat, I'll be back." he stated as he stood and strode to the bathroom.
He didn't completely shut the door and I was so tempted to take a peek. Suddenly the door opened, startling me. Eddie and Mason walked through and grabbed water for themselves. I couldn't stop the laugh that bubbled up out of me at their appearance. Both had lipstick kisses all over their cheeks and it had my grabbing my stomach from laughing so hard.
"What, we have very adoring fans." Eddie explained, a large smile on his face. Mason was pretty quiet and I could only guess why.
"You guys were amazing, awesome show." I complimented.
Dimitri emerged from the bathroom in clean dark faded jeans and a long-sleeved charcoal grey Henley shirt. He ran his hands through his damp hair before opening a closet and pulling out his own leather duster. It was long and dark brown and did it ever look good on him. After slipping on his shoes, he reached for my hand, helping me up from the couch. We bid our goodbyes to Eddie and Mason as we left through the door that led us here from the stage. Moving further down the hallway, we were at a back exit to the club.
The fresh air felt so amazing over my flushed skin and I took a moment to tilt my head back and enjoy the night air.
"The breeze. It feels nice." I murmured.
Dimitri cradled my neck with his hand, and gently pressed his lips to mine. I hummed in response and returned the kiss, my hands resting on his waist.
"Mmmmm…" I purred. He pulled away slowly.
"I can't seem to control myself around you." He admonished himself.
"No complaints here, Comrade." I jested.
"I thought we could just go for a walk maybe talk." He suggested. "Save other things for another time." He clarified with a raised eyebrow.
I agreed, knowing we had been pretty hot and heavy and he was right about saving things for next time.
We walked for a few minutes in silence, listening to the traffic of the city.
"How far away do you live?" He posed, his hand holding onto mine firmly.
"About 12 minutes in the other direction." I laughed.
"I live on the next block over, so why don't we head to my place, and I can drive you home." He offered.
"Sounds good." I agreed.
I placed my left hand over his which was clasping my right hand, feeling the warmth of his skin.
"Wanna play 20 questions?" I goaded. He smirked. "If you must." He yielded.
"How old are you?"
"33, you?"
"26" I stated. "What's your favourite thing about me, so far?" I baited.
"Roza, that is like impossible… Everything." He confessed. "What about you?" He smiled, tilting his head down to watch my response.
"Your smile. When you look at me with that smile, it makes my insides all gooey." I confessed. Then he did just that and smiled that smile with the dimples.
"Your band, are you guys looking to get a big-time record deal?"
"Yes and no. While I love making music, I wouldn't want to travel so much for tours." He revealed.
"Why not?" I was confused by that if I was being honest.
"My family. My mother, sisters, grandmother, they all live in Russia, and while that is where I was born, this is my home now. The idea of traveling so much and not feeling at home…" He trailed off.
"I get it." I nodded.
"Plus, if that happened now, I don't know that I would have the heart to leave you behind, Roza." He confessed.
His honesty made my eyes tear up slightly. We barely knew one another but there was such a connection, a pull and I now know for certain we both feel it strongly. I pulled on his hand, causing him to stop walking. Dragging his head down to mine, I kissed him fiercely.
"As sweet and adorably cute as that is, there are these really cool inventions, Comrade. They're called planes. You know, going from one place to another." I teased.
"Shut up." He laughed. "You know what I mean."
"I'm just saying, I could visit you on tours." I conveyed. "But I do get it. Just promise me if you ever got the chance to, don't give it up. At least try it." I urged. "Then after the experience of it, if it's not for you, then you can kick that shit off your bucket list." I reasoned.
He stopped in front of parked SUV. "This is mine." He stated, pushing me gently back against the passenger side door.
My eyes met his and I bit my lip. He used his thumb to pull it from the grip of my teeth.
"What am I gonna do with you, Roza?"
"Well, for starters, you can take me home." I giggled, wrapping my arms around his waist, hugging him. He leaned down and kissed me again. I would never get tired of this man's lips on mine.
~VA BTTS VA~