[Mature] Lessons of Lust and Love [Vampire Academy]

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Lessons of Lust and Love

After both of us became reinstated as Guardians for the Royal Court our relationship managed to get back on track with a bang. Of course that meant we had to travel various places due to political promotions and teachings but it also meant we managed to sample the delights of various cultures and immerse ourselves in different communities. Although I only really did much immersing when either a party was involved or if it involved chocolate and/or doughnuts. Currently we were back in Russia- visiting St. Basils Academy once again to see how the Magic Training Program was progressing. MTP for short. It was managed by the Magic Guidance Committee; of course known as MGC. Which basically consisted of Christian, Lissa, Adrian, Mia as well as myself and Dimitri as Guardian representatives, but that is straying off onto a tangent. Even though I definitely wasn't happy with Dimitri at the moment. I wanted revenge- and I knew the best way to do it.

I wanted to surprise him. To give him a reason for his blood to really boil. I wanted his gaze to heat up as it travelled along my body and I wanted to do wicked things to him. As he came back to his room in the Court Residency Quarters I caught him by surprise. As soon as he entered the room I basically launched myself at him. Lips pressed together in a frenzied kiss of love, longing and lust. I wanted him. I needed him and sure enough I wasn't going to let him say no. It was time for revenge.

I brushed my cheek against his as I all but pressed myself against him. A groan escaped from his lips due to my sudden assault on his body. I all but guided him to the bed in my excitement as I yearned for events to play out. He sat on the bed promptly; fully aware what could possibly happen but obviously unaware about control and dominance in this session. A few moments after he sat on the bed I straddled him in my black chemise. I kissed him deeply before his eyes were allowed to stay any further. My pressure and encouragement caused us both to fall flat on the bed. Wasting no time I began to trail kisses along his jaw. He moaned as his desire heightened and the temptation to become more serious increased. Following the rhythm of kisses and movement so far I trailed my hands underneath his shirt. I played with him slowly and teased him. I caressed his nipples and I physically became aware of his desire increasing. As I continued to play and toy with my captive for the night I bit his neck gently. A sudden intake of breath and a moan escaped from his lips. His hands strayed onto my body and up my thighs. I felt his grip tighten as his self-control wave considerably when I flicked my tongue against his skin. The taste of him in all his natural essence excited me beyond belief. A slight whimper escaped from my own lips as I noticed that no clothes have yet been removed. I trailed my hand once again up his chest- but with his sharp intake of breathe I knew he hadn't been expecting me to rake them down in chest in sadistic delight. He was mine- no one else's, and even if I had to leave marks – I would now prove it.

"Roza.." he gasped out, his voice a growl laced with desire. "Mmm, yes Dimitri?" I all but purred into his ear. His hands tightened around my waist as I suddenly bit his neck harder- most definitely leaving a mark. He traced paths up and down my sides. Alternating between caressing my waist and hips and rubbing my back. I moved away from his neck promptly and trailed a path of kisses down his chest. I nibbled his left ear delicately, while caressing his neck and right ear with my free hand.

Not intent on giving him a heart-attack any time soon I drew away. I heard him growl and felt my own body wish to respond. I helped to remove his shirt as he eagerly helped to remove my chemise. The pace accelerated in a frenzy of heated emotions. The freedom and time to breathe and think logically soon passed as I pressed my body against his. The touch of his skin against mine felt thrilling and addictive. It felt like there were sparks between us and that we could soon ignite and all that would be left is a blur of heat and passion. It felt like time stuttered slightly as our lips collided in a bruising yet deliciously harsh kiss. Which didn't help the situation of course; leaving us both aching for more. The need and wish to fulfil ourselves. So selfish in our desires to feel complete and whole, yet allowing and encouraging the harmonious mutual respect and admiration for each other that we have had for so long.