This is a NSFW one-shot. It contains smut!

There were more perks to being Lissa's Guardian than I thought as a teenager. There were even more perks to being the Head Guardian for the Queen. The perks were unimaginable, but it also meant that I could dictate how I wanted protocols to run.

I had received compliments from other Guardians about how well I ran my team, and how we worked like a well-oiled machine. I didn't put up with bullshit when it came to Lissa's safety, and by extension, Christian's.

We had precious cargo on board as of late, and Christian's safety was just as important. I wasn't about to leave my best friend without a husband or their child without a father. It was all hush-hush right now because Lissa was just reaching the end of her first trimester, but I wasn't taking chances. I upped her detail during the day, regardless of the outing. Tension was still high among the Moroi who didn't agree with Lissa's choices.

Today was no different. Today was a meeting with the council and leaders of all the academies to discuss merging the offensive and defence magic classes into the curriculum. Lissa was also hoping to sway everyone to merge the field experience with the new magic curriculum as well. But she wasn't going to voice that idea unless she was sure it would be agreed with.

I was happy to be back at the Academy I grew up at. I hadn't been back here since I graduated, and I felt nostalgic to be back here. I even promised Lissa I would find time to let her and Christian hang out in the church attic for old times' sake. I knew that Dimitri and I would sneak off to the cabin at some point to relive some magic of our own.

I leaned over the table and reviewed the blueprints Alberta brought me when I got here. I knew every inch of the Academy but wanted everyone else to understand the layout too.

Well, there was only one other person on the Guardian team who knew the school as well as I did. Said person was reading over my shoulder.

"Is everything ready?" I murmured as I rolled the blueprint up. Dimitri hummed in the back of his throat and rested his hand on the table.

"Yes. We're set to go," Dimitri said. I sighed and turned to face him, glancing around the room before stretching up and pressing my lips to his quickly.

Dimitri smiled at me and stroked my cheek. "Are you ready to go?"

I nodded. "Yep. Let's make this hard day even better," I drawled, already dreading the hours we would be standing against the wall in the boardroom here. I just prayed that it didn't smell the same as it did the last time I was in there.

"I don't think it will be that bad," Dimitri said, "Who knows, we might be quicker than we think and we could go to the gym, show the Novices how it's done."

I snorted. "Or I could show you how it's done," I chirped, "I've kicked your ass the last few times we spared, Comrade. Are you sure you want me to wound your ego? It might make your day worse."

"I don't think it could be humanly possible for you to make the day worse, my love. You make my days better," Dimitri said softly.

Oh, Comrade. You seriously underestimate me.

A part of me thought that it was going to be mean what I was going to do, but I loved seeing the blush run up the back of his neck. I also loved seeing the way his eyes would change and his whole posture would change when aroused.

I bit my lip and leaned towards him, my lips brushing against the shell of his ear.

"I'm not wearing any panties," I whispered seductively in his ear, winking at him before I walked away. I heard the grunt of surprise and smirked to myself as I walked, putting a little extra swing in my hips as I did. We were expected to wear our formal uniforms today and Lissa had changed the rules. She wanted all of her Guardians uniforms, and Christian's Guardians uniforms, to be tailored to us so they were comfortable and would move with us as we fought.

It also meant that they looked stellar on us. Seriously, the first time I saw Dimitri in his tailored uniform, I couldn't help but look at his junk and muscles. And I had to admit that the dress pants made my ass look fantastic and boobs look even better.

I came to a stop next to Lissa and gave her a curt nod, but she raised a perfectly plucked brow at me.

"What?"

"Nothing," I said innocently. Lissa narrowed her eyes at me and then they slid to Dimitri. After a moment of staring, she sighed and gave me a pointed look.

"Really?" she asked dryly. I shrugged and put on my professional face, but Lissa didn't let it go.

"Did you really have to do that? It's going to be distracting," Lissa whined, tilting her head at me. I tried to hide my smirk and I glanced at Dimitri, winking at him.

"Will it really be that distracting?"

Lissa crossed her arms over her chest and groaned. "Yes. Now that I know how to see and read auras, I notice them. When they are as bright as his it's hard to ignore."

I shrugged and nodded at my team before giving instructions and taking up my position on Lissa's right side. I rolled my shoulders back and took a deep breath, looking at Dimitri with every ounce of professionalism.

"Ready, Guardian Belikov?"

Dimitri cleared his throat and gave me a curt nod, his face steely and void. Oh boy, I may have put you in a different direction. Instead of teasing him, I may have pissed him off instead.

Oops.

"Ready," he said, gesturing for Christian to take his place beside Lissa.

I unlocked the door with a sigh and pushed it open, twisting my key out of the lock. I knew that Dimitri wasn't going to be impressed with the stunt I pulled. I mean, if it was the other way around I wouldn't have been impressed either. I would have been frustrated and ridiculously horny.

Maybe I should make it up to him with a sincere apology and let him sucker me into watching whatever western he wanted to watch.

"Comrade?" I called out as I walked into the apartment, rubbing my thumb over my brow as I did. Dimitri didn't answer but I could hear the low noise of the T.V. I sighed again and headed towards the living room, rounding the corner only to stop dead in my tracks, dropping my bag to the floor.

Dimitri was home alright. And was ready for payback.

He lounged back on the couch in a relaxed position, arms folded behind his head and his ankles crossed loosely. Except he was naked and his cock stood proud. I could see the veins protruding from here and bit my lip.

Dimitri turned his head and met my gaze, his expression neutral aside from a single brow raised. I tried to keep my eyes on him but they kept glancing down to his lip, a shiver running through me.

"You caused this; now take care of it."

I was never someone who liked taking orders but hearing him give me orders like that made me flush between my legs. I could feel my pants dampening. I sauntered my way over and raised my brows at him, coming to a stop in front of him. He uncrossed his ankles and moved his feet so I could stand between his legs.

We had always had an equal relationship, working together in sync. But the tone and look in his eyes told me that he was in charge now. I guess it worked perfectly. When we were at work, I was technically his boss if Lissa and Christian were together. But right now he was in charge.

I cleared my throat and toed my shoes off, kicking them off to the side and then peeled my blazer off and tossed it onto the chair nearby.

"And how exactly are you wanting me to do that?" I asked, playing into the game. A predatory smirk crossed his face as his eyes moved over me.

"Take your shirt off," he said, he didn't say it loudly but even in the quiet tone, I could hear the firmness in it. I nodded and started to unbutton my shirt, shrugging it off my shoulders and let it pool around my feet. I watched his Adam's apple bob as he swallowed and his eyes wandered over me again.

"Now your pants."

I smirked at him and slowly unbuttoned my pants, taking my time to pull them down over my hips and legs, bending at the waist to give him a view of my breasts. I pulled the pants off and my socks too, kicking them aside. I didn't lie to him earlier; I really wasn't wearing panties. You couldn't with those pants.

I knew what was next, so I reached behind me and unclasped my bra, pulling it off too and tossing it with the rest of my clothes.

"I don't remember telling you to take that off," Dimitri said with a twitch of his lip. I shrugged and gave him a look, a slight shrug of my shoulders.

"So?"

Dimitri's eyes darkened and he picked up a pillow from the couch and dropped it to the floor in front of me. I kneeled down on the pillow and gave him a seductive look, running my palms up his knees and thighs, dragging my nails as I did. Dimitri hadn't moved from his position and I let my hands wander over him. His abs were taut and ripped, the groves and ridges deeper due to the intense regiment we'd been doing the last few weeks. The muscles of his chest were tight too, the caramel skin pulled over steal.

Dimitri moved his hands and they came down to my hair, easily loosening it from the bun I put it in this morning. My hair spilled down over my shoulders and chest, and his hand twisted into one side of it. I bit my lip again and gasped when his wrist moved, and he tilted my head up.

"Do you have any idea how hard it was to keep it together?" Dimitri asked, leaning forward so his face was over mine. In any other situation, this position would make me uncomfortable. Not physically, but mentally. I wouldn't let anyone hold power over me like this. But with Dimitri, him having that power over me made me feel excited and alive inside.

"I have some idea," I simpered as my hand wrapped around his engorged cock. I heard the sharp breath he took and could feel his member throb in my hand. His grip on my hair loosened and I titled my head, getting into a position that was comfortable.

I smirked up at him and dipped my head down, running the tip of my tongue along the underside of his cock. I traced the path of the vein leading to the head, wrapping my lips around it and sucking gently. I moved my eyes up and found Dimitri with his lips parted, his tongue swiping over his bottom lip.

As I got into a rhythm Dimitri's grip tightened in my hair and guided the pace, slowly increasing. The muscles of his thighs clenched and twitched, his breath quickening. I looked up at him again and nodded as much as I could with my mouth around his cock. Dimitri's other hand wound into my hair and he pressed my head down, moving me as he pleased.

His cock kept hitting the back of my throat, and I could tell that the gagged sound turned him on further. It turned me on too. Being at the mercy of his hands was hot, and I knew that I could give up that power and control to him. I knew that he would never abuse that power.

As my mouth slid down over his cock again, Dimitri thrust his hips up, holding me there for a moment. I gagged and tried to breathe through my nose, blinking back the tears from gagging. I swallowed and pulled back up to breathe, my hands resting on Dimitri's thighs.

"Such a good girl," Dimitri said quietly, one hand staying in my hair but loosely. I grinned and licked my lips and swallowed.

Using his grip he pulled me towards him, his lips claiming mine. The angle I was at meant I had to stretch up on my knees a bit, making me practically lay against him. I braced my hands against the juncture of his hips and pulled myself up, climbing into his lap, my hand moving up to cup his neck and face.

When I pulled my lips from his to breathe his lips moved to my neck, making my head tilt to the side.

I shifted on his lap and rocked my hips against his, grinding down on him as he sucked on my neck. Dimitri's hand gripped my ass as he guided me. The friction and my own intense arousal were pushing me towards an orgasm but Dimitri stopped me, picking me up and tossing me onto my back on the couch.

I gasped in surprise but wasn't given much time to ponder on the surprise when Dimitri lopped his arms under my knees as he kneeled on the couch. He pulled me towards him and guided himself to me, thrusting into me. It was rough and I gasped again, taking a moment to adjust before Dimitri started to move, thrusting into me quickly. Dimitri braced himself against the armrest above my head while the other hand held me in place.

The intensity moved me against the couch, the fabric scratching against my back. I pressed my hands against the headboard so I didn't move too much on the couch, meeting his hips with mine. The grunts that left Dimitri's lips were like music to my ears. I reached up and pulled his head down to mine, plastering my mouth over his. My tongue met his before I sucked on it, moaning into his mouth.

Dimitri pulled his mouth away to bring, his hair falling into his face. The hand that held my knee moved and I hooked my leg around him. Dimitri gripped my jaw in his hand and forced me to look at him.

"If you ever pull something like that again, I will fuck you on that boardroom table. Do you understand me?" Dimitri growled. I licked my lips and nodded, moaning at the mental image. The idea was enticing, and the idea of fucking where we could get caught made me clench, pulling a moan from his lips.

I knew that I was going to last much longer, and I knew that he wasn't going to either. Dimitri pushed himself up so he was on his knees and he gripped my hips tightly. I bit my lips in excitement as I panted, knowing that there was a very likely chance that I was either going to be sore or not able to walk tomorrow. And I was going to enjoy every moment of it.

In a speed I hadn't seen before, Dimitri snapped his hips against mine. I could feel his balls slap against my ass as he pounded into me. I could feel my breast jiggle and my ass hitting his thighs. I was trying to hold in my scream as I reached my peak, but it came out in a broken cry, my nails digging into Dimitri's forearms.

I was coming down from the high when Dimitri orgasmed, moaning loudly as he jerked his hips. I could feel his cock pulse and twitch inside me. I moaned again when he pulled out of me, his cum running down my lips. Dimitri leaned over me and braced himself again on the armrest until I tugged him down. Dimitri grunted and chuckled, taking some of his weight off me.

"I think I need to tease you at work more often. This is better than angry sex," I panted as I kissed his shoulder. Dimitri hummed and shifted so we were laying on our sides, pulling the blanket from the back of the couch to cover us.

"I agree," Dimitri breathed.

"About me teasing you at work?" I laughed.

"No. That it's better than angry sex," Dimitri said, "But I don't know about post-hunt. I don't think anything can top that."

I laughed and rubbed the tip of my nose against his. "I still think I should tease you at work. Just think, you and me in my office, door locked but we could still get caught. You can't deny that it's a hot idea,' I purred, trailing my finger over his abs.

Dimitri grabbed my fingers as my fingers travelled below his belly button. "I'm still in charge tonight. I'm not finished yet," Dimitri growled. I wagged my brows at him and wrapped my arms around his neck when he lifted me from the couch, heading for the bathroom.

At the lovely Scotty1994's request, I have finally finished her one-shot. If you are a fellow pateron, you will know that this one-shot is inspired by one of her NSFW drawings.

Enjoy!