#rozka

“May you not rest as long as I am living. You said I killed you...haunt me then. Take any form. Be with me always. Only do not leave me here in this abyss where I cannot find you. I cannot live without my life. I cannot live without my soul”

Little Pink Plus Sign - Part 2/? - Rose POV

Dimitri smiled at me as he walked in. “Hey, babe.”

I forced a smile and kissed him. My stomach was doing flips. “How’s Christian?”

“Good. He’s good. Didn’t want to go to that meeting with Lissa today, but you know he’d do anything for her.” Pulling me into a hug, he kissed my forehead.

Snuggling against his chest, I fought the urge to cry. “I’m glad she has him.”

He nodded, then grabbing my hand, we walked to the kitchen together. “So who were you talking to?”

I almost didn’t make it onto the chair. “Umm…my mom.”

“Aren’t she and Abe on vacation?” he asked as he grabbed a couple mugs from the cabinet.

“Yeah, they are. I think they’re having a good time. I’m glad she finally took some time off to spend with him. She’s always been too much about work.” Realizing I was word vomiting, I snapped my mouth shut and looked down quickly.

Dimitri knew me too well. He set the mugs down and walked over to me. “Roza, what’s wrong?”

“Nothing,” I said waving him off, but the tears forming in my eyes betrayed me. “Dammit,” I cursed, wiping them away quickly.

Kneeling down, he wiped my hair from my face and gazed into my eyes. The love, adoration and almost worship shining in them just about killed me. My tears began to run freely, and I buried my face in his shirt, probably ruining it.

Without saying a word, he picked me up and carried me into the bedroom. Gently, he laid me on the bed and covered me with the comforter before crawling in beside me. Pulling me into his arms, he held me tight as I sobbed. Loving me despite the horrid amount of ugly crying that was happening.

I’m not sure how long we sat there before I fell asleep, but I woke up two hours later. Dimitri wasn’t in bed anymore, so rubbing my eyes, I went to find him.

He was sitting at the dining table, his back to me. Slowly, I made my way over to him and sat down beside him. That’s when I noticed what was in his hands. The prenatal vitamins. Pure confusion filled every feature of his face; it made me wonder how long he’d been sitting here staring at the bottle.

Deciding that honestly was probably the best policy, I took a deep breath. “I’m pregnant, Dimka. I went to the doctor, and they confirmed it. I told them it was impossible since we’re both dhampir, but somehow I am. I didn’t want to tell you because I was afraid you’d think that…” I tried to ignore the tears forming in my eyes. Damn hormones. “We’re having a baby, Dimitri. They said it’s really rare and that we might run into complications, but we’re having a baby.”

He looked up slowly, his eyes filled with tears. “You thought I’d be mad? That I’d think you cheated on me?” His voice radiated hurt.

“I know it was stupid, but, Dimitri, this was impossible. We weren’t supposed to be able to have a baby. I was scared. I am scared.”

Suddenly, he threw the vitamins down, and I started. He was angry. He didn’t believe me. But instead of yelling, instead of accusing me and pointing fingers and hating me, he kissed me. He pulled me so close that I wasn’t sure where my body ended and his began.

Pulling away briefly, he pressed his forehead against mine. “We’re having a baby.”

I laughed through my tears. “Yes.” Suddenly, I felt my feet come up off the ground as Dimitri spun me around. Then, his mouth was on mine again. Under his touch, every worry I’d had melted away.

He began to laugh…and laugh and laugh. His joy was contagious and before long, we were both laying on the floor laughing uncontrollably. Between giggles, he’d plant small kisses on my forehead and cheeks and nose. Then, he sat up. Placing a hand on my stomach, he smiled. “We’re having a baby,” he said again as if trying to convince himself it was true.

Nodding, I sat up too. “It’s not going to be easy, Dimitri. The doctor said there’s a pretty big chance that I’ll…that the baby…”

Part 2/2

Rose smirked, walking ahead of me and deliberately emphasising the swaying of her hips. I shook my head and followed after her.

"Now who is teasing?" I asked, grabbing her hips and tugging her against me. Rose laughed and swiped the key card for our room.

"You have no idea what you're in for comrade," she told me. Excitement jolted through me as I closed the door behind me and kicked off my shoes and socks. Rose wrapped her arms around my waist and tugged at the hem of my shirt.

"Off," she whispered. I laughed, pulling off the shirt and laying it on the desk. Rose smirked and tugged me towards her by the belt. A quick flick of her wrist and my belt felt to the floor. I grabbed her waist and admired the way that the blue dress clung to her curves.

"Roza," I moaned. "You look so beautiful," Rose smirked, pressing a quick peck to my lips. Her hand's made quick work of my button and she dropped to her knees, tugging the trousers with her. My eyes met hers and I groaned, letting my head fall back slightly. My girlfriend was kneeling before me…with the biggest grin ever on her face. I narrowed my eyes.

"And you said I shouldn't tease?" I asked, kicking off my trousers and pulling Rose to her feet so that I could kiss her. Rose quickly pulled away before I could deepen the kiss, making it very clear that she was in control.

"Well it is my birthday," she teased, backing me towards the bed. I smirked, catching her hips and laying back so that she was straddling me. Rose took my hands and pinned them above my head and kissed me again, this time deepening the kiss. I found myself loosing track of everything except her lips.

Click…my eyes snapped open at the sound and I looked at Rose in surprise. She was no longer holding my hands but instead they were fastened securely inside fabric handcuffs. I tugged at the restraints.

"Rose…" I said, a hint of warning to my voice. Rose brought her lips against mine for a quick kiss.

"If you want them off just say the word." She dangled the key in front of me, smiling. "I won't do anything that makes you uncomfortable," she trailed her hands down my arm and across my torso. I closed my eyes, relishing the way her hands skimmed my body.

"Are we good?" she whispered. I considered it, tugging against the restraints. A  thrill of excitement ran through me. It felt so…intimate. I knew I could get out of them if I tried…but honestly, I didn't want to.

"We're good," I murmured. Rose grinned, pressing her lips against mine, but she pulled away far too soon. I let out a groan of protest and leaned towards her. Rose sat up, smirking at her. Her dress rode up her thighs. I cleared my throat and lifted my head up off the bed.

"You're wearing too much," I said, smirking at her. She gave a smile that looked innocent but I could see the mischievous glint underneath. She tugged off her dress leaving her in lacy underwear…it was new, most definitely new.

My eyes raked over her figure desperately mapping every feature. She was beautiful. So beautiful. Rose's hands rubbed over my thighs and she tugged down my boxers. A small groan escaped my lips and I closed my eyes. Rose moved up next to my ear.

"Look at me," she demanded. I opened my eyes and arched an eyebrow at her. She grinned evilly. "You once said your self control was stronger than mine. Let's test that," she whispered, moving away quickly. I felt her breath against my thighs and I tugged against the cuffs.

"Roza don't," I began, my protests died on my lips wrapped around the tip of my penis. My hips jerked towards her and instantly she was back up at my neck, trailing kisses down my neck and to my chest. Her underwear rubbed against my erection and I sucked in a breath.

"Fuck," I groaned. "Stop teasing," My breathing was beginning to become erratic and I couldn't help the small moans escaping my mouth…and she wasn't even really doing anything yet, but I was putty in her hands. Her intent was clear. She wanted me to beg for it.

"Roza…Мой Бог," I muttered. Rose smirked and I felt her curls brushing my stomach as she trailed kisses down my abdomen.

"What is it?" she teased, her fingers skimming my erection. I groaned.

"Не заставляй меня просить," I muttered, tugging at my wrists. I felt her breath against me when she laughed.

"If you expect me to understand what you are saying you'll need to speak English," she teased, pressing her lips to my hipbone. I blinked and squeezed my eyes shut. This was torture.

"I said, don't make me beg," I moaned. Not being able to touch her was frustrating.

Once again, Rose took me into her mouth and my hips instinctively twitched to get closer to her. This time she didn't pull away. I felt a wave of heat sweep over me as she continued working me over. I tugged at the restraints on my wrists and let out a frustrated growl.

With a flick of my wrists, I broke the stupid handcuffs. Rose looked up in surprise as I reached for her hungrily. I wrapped my arms around her, moulding her against me as I began kissing her feverishly. I tugged at her hair gently and began sucking the pressure point on her neck gently. Rose let out an involuntary moan and I smirked against her skin, rolling over and pinning her underneath me.

"You are so beautiful, Rose," I murmured, running my hands down her frame. I used one hand to unclip her bra, while running the other through her hair. Roza. I was murmuring her name like a mantra. I slid the bra off and ran my hands over her breasts.

"So beautiful," I repeated. I moved my hands to the waistband of her underwear and Rose immediately lifted her hips, allowing me to slide them off. I moved up her body slowly, trailing kisses as I went. Rose's hands gripped my hair and she gently tugged on it to bring me back against her mouth, her kisses frantic. She hooked her legs around my waist and used them to guide me over her.

I looked into her eyes and leaned down for a kiss. Rose's lips parted immediately, and her grip on my hips tightened as she used her legs to thrust me inside of her. I closed my eyes, groaning.

"Roza," I moaned. Her hips moved against mine until we found a rhythm. I pressed a kiss to her forehead and murmured my I love you's against her, trying to ignore the heat washing over me. Rose's nails dug into my back and she started mumbling under her breath.

"Dimitri ... пожалуйста ... сложнее," she moaned. Hearing her speak in my native tongue was hot enough, never mind when she was murmuring harder over and over again. I grabbed her hips and slammed against her. She groaned, her nails digging in even further. Eventually her grip on my back slackened and I felt her walls tightening against me. I groaned, my abdomen tightening and I began to get a tingling sensation at the base of my shaft.

"Roza I-" I began. Rose cut me off with a kiss and I slumped against her, my hips twitching as I rode out the orgasm. I rolled onto my back and pressed my lips against hers trying to convey in that kiss just how much she meant to me.

"I love you," she said as I wrapped my arm around her shoulder. Rose cuddled into my chest and smiled.