knightsoflegend | Sparring ☢ Enough to make my systems blow

[It was one of the many things he loved about her, the way she was a constant participant, her body pressing back against his every time he moved to meet her, making them complete and utter equals in this dance.

His arm slid up the leg she had hitched around him, pulling it higher so that it rested on his shoulder, her flexibility apparent as he was able to do so with ease. He loomed over her, the angle allowing him to push even further inside her. He would have melted into her if he could have, but had to content himself with filling her to the brim, letting skin touch wherever it could, keeping her as close as possible.]

[With that shift, her moans became louder, Rose’s mouth falling open, her head sinking back against the pillows. She used the leverage of her leg on his shoulder to roll up beneath him, fingers stretched out so that she could graze his skin, eyes trying to stay open again so she might admire the chiseled lines of his face. Dimitri's hair fell forward, a curtain that hung around his features, keeping the hunger that filled his eyes just for her.

Rose’s vision became unfocused, her hair mussed by the pillow as it spilled around her shoulders and as the driving force of his body intensified, her moans turned to low cries that filled the room as he did her, her own features contorted with pleasure, a hissed Yes passing her lips as she began to lose her already tenuous grasp on control.]

[As Rose's head leaned back into the pillows, Dimitri's head pitched lower, his forehead resting in the valley of her collarbone as he exhaled hot breath against her chest. His hair flared out along her shoulder and her throat, and he turned his head slightly so that he could continue to press his lips against her pulse point.

Her cries echoed loudly into his ears, and he matched each one with a pant or a low groan of pleasure, his lips turning up into a grin at the 'yes' that passed through her parted lips. His grip on her tightened as his thrusts grew more intense, pressing her entire body into the mattress with each one.]

[Rose’s hand moved to cup the back of his head, fingers running through his long, damp hair as hot breath tickled her skin. She lowered her face, her own breath tickling his scalp and moans vibrating against it now so that he felt every shudder of pleasure that rolled through her, fingers curling around the length of his hair.]

Dimitri… [His name close to a warning; that she couldn’t hold back no matter how much she wanted this to last, stamina not in question here but the pleasure bordering on overwhelming as he drove his hips to hers with powerful thrusts. Rose’s hands became needy as she searched whatever exposed inch of skin that she could, gripping him tighter as climax loomed, teeth sinking into her lower lip as if to stifle the cries that now came one on top of another, trying to drown his out.]

[It may have been a warning, but if anything it only made Dimitri more relentless in the pursuit of her climax. Her cries and gasps of pleasure did as much for him as the feel of her slick heat around him, and he knew that his self-control would only last for so long as well.

His grip on her was tight as well, and perhaps they'd both have bruises tomorrow, but he didn't care. He'd kiss them away in the morning, and silently enjoy the tiny marks, proof of their claim over each other.]

Let go, Roza. [He practically panted the words in her ear.] Come for me.

[Those words did for Rose almost as much as the physical experience itself and she did let go, let her voice fill the room as she moaned and cried out for him, her voice punctuating every thrust of his hips as he filled her over and over with deep strokes that beckoned her closer to the edge.

It came on like a tidal wave and her fingers dug into his body as she bucked up beneath him, Rose’s face awash with pleasure as his grip on her seemed to be the only thing that kept her from soaring off, every nerve lit up, sparked by his touch as he went harder, deeper, chasing his pleasure as much as her own and his name fell from her lips, a cry that filled the room and announced to him if not half the Castle, that she’d finally found the place she was meant to be.]

[Feeling her tighten around him like that, his name coming out in that breathy cry is more than enough to make him chase his own climax, and he hides his face in her shoulder, teeth grazing the skin as he clenches his eyes shut and briefly sees and hears nothing. He only feels her, and everything else if just a faraway thing that's momentarily forgotten in the peaking moments of his orgasm.

It takes everything in him not to collapse into her, his arms somehow managing to hold up enough of his weight to keep from making her uncomfortable, though his usually strong and muscular body feels weak and shaky in the aftermath.]

[There was a rush of warmth, Rose’s breath catching in her throat as he gave one final thrust, her body tensing, squeezing him, clinging tighter to him as he shuddered and stilled on top of her.

Her leg dropped from his shoulder as she felt him relax, sweat dotting her brow, her chest heaving as she sunk back on the bed, arms loosely wrapped around his body, still wanting that closeness even now as she was riding out the haze brought on by the post orgasmic high.

She pressed her lips to his cheek, her quick breaths hot against his skin, Rose nuzzling against his face as a soft, shuddering moan passed her lips, a sigh that was both happy and satisfied before an unexpected bark of laughter could be heard.]

Not what I had in mind when I came here. [Smiling against his cheek as she breathed him in and slowly exhaled.] Not that I'm complaining.

[As their breathing slowed, and his heart stopped beating hard enough to nearly jump out of his chest, he exhaled quietly against her skin. He shifted against her slightly, hesitant to move to away from her completely, and instead just sliding off to the side so that he could relax without crushing her. His arm was still draped over her body, as was one of his legs, and his own face nuzzled gently into her neck.]

I'm sorry.

[Though his tone was amused, which meant it wasn't much of a honest apology. His arm bent at the elbow, so that he could prop himself up slightly against it, his head leaning over her, his hair falling forward and nearly tickling the side of her face.]

[Her only protest at his shifting was a low groan as he rolled to the side, Rose following him with her eyes, head turning to face him, a soft smile playing across her lips as she still caught her breath, her skin warm and glowing with the flush of exertion, dark eyes shining brightly as she held his gaze.

There was not one hint of regret coiling inside of her, everything about this moment perfect in Rose’s mind, her hand moving so that her fingertips would graze his cheek, the curtain of privacy provided by his hair making the moment all the more intimate.]

Liar. [Playful as her nose brushed against his, her fingers moving to tuck his hair behind his ear, eyes raking over his features as she crept a little closer to him, seeking his warmth and closeness.]

[His fingers instinctively began to play with her hair, curling the strands around them over and over in what seemed like a soothing gesture, more for himself than anyone else. From time to time he'd look down to admire the glossy strands as he ran his thumb over them.

As she shifted closer, so did he, as he still wasn't content to be apart from her.]

You caught me.

[His eyes glittered darkly with amusement as he lifted that lock of dark hair to his lips and kissed it before he finally let it go and instead let his fingers drift over the silhouette of her body before letting his hand rest on the curve of her hip.]

[A shiver ran down her spine as he played with her hair, her eyes closing for a moment as if to drink in the feel, as if she could actually physically experience the gentle caress as he twirled a piece around his finger.]

I did.

[Soft laughter passing her lips, the meaning of her words different to what they could have been because in a way, she had caught him and it was, kind of perfect really. She’d known from the moment they met in the ballroom, no, from the moment she’d seen him at the squiring that there was something about him, she just hadn’t imagined that it would be anything like this.]

Things… [Her voice took on a slightly nervous tremor that she worked to hide.] Aren’t going to go back to… before, right?

[She didn’t think so, didn’t think that was even possible because she couldn’t imagine pretending like they weren’t something more than just colleagues, like she didn’t feel in her heart that she loved him. He hadn’t said it though, that he loved her too and there was still that little spark of fear that she needed him to extinguish.]

[He could sense it somehow, her hesitation and her slight doubt in what had passed between them, and he knew he had to soothe her, to reassure her. Rose was strong, that he could already tell, and he didn't want her to be caught in this vulnerable place. Not when it was completely unnecessary.]

No. It's a bit late for that now.

[He said it with a smile, amusement touching the corners of his eyes.]

I love you.

[Because he hadn't said it yet, and he hadn't wanted to when lust could have potentially been construed as the fuel for his words. He said them now, instead, with his mind completely clear, and the words ringing true in his ears and in his heart. His mind may not have remembered her, but his body and soul certainly had.]

[She hadn't known how worried she'd been that his answer would be different until she heard those reassuring words, Rose's eyes closing as she exhaled. Though she couldn't explain it, she just couldn't shake the idea that there would be some ridiculous reason for them not to do this and though maybe, there were plenty of reasons why they shouldn't, they were eclipsed by all the reasons why they should.]

Good. [A relieved chuckle passing her lips as those nerves were expelled.

She was about to keep talking but those words cut her off, Rose's eyes meeting his and the smile that touched her lips came easily now, Rose moving closer still, wanting to feel every inch of his body pressing against her own.]

I love you too. [She laughed, unexpectedly.] I know that's just - crazy, right? But I - I can't remember you but I know you. [Light fingertips brushed his hair from his face.] And I want to know everything about you.

Just because it's crazy doesn't make it any less true.

[She knew him, and he knew her. Not the things that he should know, perhaps, but in some way that didn't really matter. He pressed a gentle kiss to her forehead, holding her comfortably in his arms, their bodies melding together in a way that was natural and right.]

I don't remember much about myself, either. [He admitted it begrudgingly, though he also assumed she was the same.] Perhaps we'll just have to relearn it all. Together.

Then we’ll just find out as we go.

[Simple as that. No angst, no worry just this unshakable belief that now they’d found each other, everything for them would be perfect and Rose kissed him then as she entangled herself even more with Dimitri, hungry to remake every kiss that she knew they must shared. It felt as though they’d been torn apart and they had so much to make up for, so much to create new.]

And most of the finding out will be happening in your room cause it is so much better than mine. [Grinning against his lips, everything about her mood lighter now that they had something sure, something she believed wouldn’t be taken away from her in a hurry.]

[He returned the kiss, the action as easy as breathing, and wrapped his arms around her as their bodies entwined together.]

You're welcome to stay, of course.

[He meant tonight, but he also meant every night after that, if it was what she wanted. He was most certainly not going to complain. A beautiful woman that he'd found himself mysteriously in love with sleeping beside him in bed every night?

He found himself even more pleased with the idea of waking up beside her in the morning, as if that was something impossible before today.]

Oh I… [Grinning.] Hadn’t planned on giving you much of a choice.

[Chuckling before she kissed him again, a low hum of contentment vibrating in her chest as she drew it out, her fingers toying with the ends of his hair.

Rose pulled back, a thought hitting her that made her smile as she scanned his face, fingers still running through his locks.]

You must have really liked me. [Brow raised an almost teasing tone to her words before she broached the more serious topic.] I mean… You broke me out of prison. That's, kind of a big deal.

I'm glad I expected it, then.

[He chuckled, pulling on his arms to drag her closer, lips pressed against hers, familiar and tender.

He closed his eyes briefly as her fingers ran through his hair, and he considered her words carefully, as if examining the emotions and memories that they brought up to the surface.]

I'm not sure how to explain it. [He admitted this after a long pause.] I knew you were innocent. And I knew I wanted to protect you. [He reached up and tucked a section of hair behind her ear, letting the strands slip softly against his fingertips.] I don't think I was the only one.

I was giving you credit for being brave and noble. You should have just run with it.

[Nose wrinkling, eyes shining back at him as her voice took on a slightly teasing tone to match her smile. It was of course more serious than that and even wanting to avoid thinking too long on topics they'd never have answers for wouldn't make it go away completely.

Rose's smile softened, all but laying on top of him now, drinking in his features with dark eyes that reflected her adoration.]

You were the one who came with me though. [Serious again, about to say more but instead, she showed him what it meant, kissing him again, letting the emotion pour into it, like a slow, burning longing that was finally being fulfilled.]

I'm sure plenty of others thought me a fugitive as well. I...simply didn't care. Maybe I'm not as noble as you think.

[Whatever they'd been doing, it had been far more important than that. And while the words could have been taken on a more serious note, the way he leaned into her as he said them suggested otherwise.]

I did. [That was said softly, before their lips met again, his pulling in her bottom one so that he could lightly suck on his before releasing her.] It seems I really will follow you anywhere. [Even across dimensions.]

[It was hard to care so much about the what and the why when she couldn't remember any of it clearly. The only thing that mattered to her now was the man whose arms she was in, the way he looked at her, the way he made her feel.

A low moan rumbled in her chest as he tugged on her lower lip, exhaling a content sigh as the smile she swore would never be erased sat easily on her lips.]

Not anymore. [Gazing into his dark eyes.] Now we'll go everywhere together.

Sparring ☢ Enough to make my systems blow

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