Forbidden tryst
Rose caught up to Dimitri as he had just started to walk through his room door. His eyes fell on her and he swiftly yanked her through the door and into his room. He shut the door behind them and pinned her to it.
"Roza I am not a highschool boy," he told her firmly.
Rose bit her lip and peered up at him with a small chuckle, "I've noticed that, I was just teasing relax."
He looked serious, but Rose thought she could see the underlying lust burning in his eyes. It was confirmed when his lips found their way to her neck. She tilted her head to the side to give him better access, "Really? because it seemed like you doubt my abilities," he muttered pushing a hand under her shirt and running it up her ribs.
"Well...I mean...maybe I just need some proof," she muttered, shuddering as he allowed his breath to float over her ear.
He knew she was just screwing with him, "You know you have to wait until your eighteen."
"Could be just a cop out," Rose muttered.
She honestly shouldn't have even been in there now. Sometimes Dimitri couldn't help himself. She could be a tease, purposely trying to goad him hoping he'd change his mind. He should have more self control than this.
He squeezed her breast and tugged down her bra to roll her nipple between his fingers. She moaned and arched her back into his touch, "I think you know better, don't you Roza?" he purred.
He got no response, so he pushed his knee between her legs and ground it against her crotch. She moaned loudly, "Don't you, Roza?" he repeated firmly.
"Yes," she responded pushing her hips against his knee for more friction. His free hand cupped her other breast, pulling her bra down to tease her nipples.
She was sensitive, she could nearly come just from that but every time she squirmed to try and relieve some of the build up but the knee between her legs did nothing to offer relief. She reached out and cupped his hard on and rubbed him.
Dimitri grabbed her hand and pushed it against the wall. His free hand pushed her shirt up over her head. She raised her hands up to help him take it off, but he stopped when it got to her wrists and used her shirt to pin her hands over her head, "You wanna come don't you Roza?"
She groaned and squirmed, "Yes."
He chuckled slightly and dipped his head to take one of her nipples in his mouth eliciting breathy moans from her. He then drew back, "Then make yourself come," he smirked as if he'd grown horns.
"Dimitri!" she whined.
Dimitri held her gaze, "You'll have to go back soon, you'd better hurry up."
She rolled her hips against his knee, "You ass," she muttered and bit her lip, "Dimitri...PLEASE..."
"Please what, Roza?" Dimitri's eyes glimmered and Rose realized this is what he wanted.
"Please...m-make me come," She breathed out.
"Since you asked so nicely," Dimitri replied, using his knee to push her legs further apart. He pulled his knee from between her legs and unbuttoned her pants, tugging them down just a bit. He slid his hand between her legs and teased her slit. Her hips bucked forward trying to gain more friction before he took pity on her. He slid two fingers into her, his thumb teasing her clit. He watched the reactions on her face, her eyes falling closed and moans falling from her lips.
He liked how responsive she was to him, she easily became putty in his hand. Her hips thrust in time with his hand, her groans becoming louder. He paused, "Shhhh, Roza," he muttered to her. He didn't really want to silence her but he couldn't take the chance someone would hear her. She bit her lip to try and silence her cries, but he could tell it wasn't gonna last long...of course...neither was she. Curse words rolled off her lips, as she tried to choke back the sound, "Are you gonna come for me Roza?"
"Fuck, yes," she groaned.
Dimitri's lips locked with hers as he curled his fingers to hit her G-spot. Her hips bucked wildly against his hand and she moaned into his mouth as he pushed her over the edge. He continued to pump his fingers into her to prolong her orgasm. She trembled and finally slumped against him. He pulled his fingers out of her and licked them clean. Rose watched his mouth intently. He'd have loved to bury his head between her legs...he shouldn't have even done that though.
He pressed a kiss to her jaw and wrapped his arm around her waist, "You've got to go back to your room, Roza," he'd have loved to lay next to her...but he couldn't.
"Yeah, yeah, I know," Rose sighed adjusting her clothes and pulling them back on. She pulled Dimitri into a kiss, "Good night."
"Good night, Roza," he muttered, then frowned, "Rose...when you get up for training...bring Faith with you."
"Okay," Rose nodded, before slipping out.