"...we shouldn't."

I leaned forward, resting my forehead against hers. Seeing her scared and hurt like this was torture to me. All I wanted was to wrap her in my arms and make everything ok. Make her happy. But that might be the worst thing I could do.

Her almond shaped eyes looked into mine, tears starting again.

"No, Roza" I pleaded, wiping them away. I pulled her onto the bed next to me, enveloping her in my arms. I looked around ruefully. This is the cabin where Tasha had stayed. We'd had a few fun evenings, here, but I'd trade every second if I could soothe Rose now. "Please don't cry," I beseeched, running my hand softly over her hair.

With relief, I felt the darkness within her slowly recede. She was too young, too vulnerable to deal with this. Not yet of age, but already shadow-bonded and siphoning Lissa's spirit darkness. It was too much! For more than the first time I wished I could shoulder the burden for her.

"That's better, Roza" I soothed, stroking her back. She was still and peaceful. For the first time in weeks, I felt like I was with her. No Lissa. No spirit. No duty. Just HER. Looking up, she gave me a smile.

"You know, I love it when you call me Roza," she confessed – immediately hiding her face from me in embarrassment. Her revelation brought me such joy. I tried to think of her as Rose. Student, the Novice I mentored. My responsibility. But I longed for Roza; my equal and my lover.

"A beautiful rose," I said, bringing her further within my embrace before quietly uttering my own confession. "My beautiful, beautiful Roza."

Nuzzling her sheath of sleek dark hair, I knew it was time to let all reservations go. I understood my responsibilities. I was well aware of the potential consequences. Yet still, I wanted her. I wanted to be hers, and her to be mine. I needed her. With her, I felt promise and hope. I felt alive. I couldn't lock my heart away any longer and stay in a world of darkness without love. Of their own accord, my lips kissed her hair. I felt her stir within my arms, and with the sweetest of sighs, she acknowledged my attention - kissing my chest through my sweat shirt.

Her lips were electrifying. Months of denial and disappointment disappeared, replaced by hot desire. Suddenly everything was about her and I. I was willing to take any consequence. Do whatever it took. I pledged myself to be hers and to make her mine. My inner debate silenced, I gazed at her in wondrous delight, guiding her lips to mine.

"Oh, Roza," I groaned, placing the most reverent of kisses against her delectable mouth.

"Dimitri," she smiled, leaning in pressing her delicate pink lips against mine.

Wanting her nearer, I lifted her to sit on my lap. While we'd been physically closer during our many sparring sessions, having her seated on my lap seemed significant. So normal. The way any couple in love might sit. Our lips continuing a cautious exploration of one another, I ran a hand down her back – ending just above the waist band of her track pants. Tenderly stroking her lower back, she looked up at me. I hoped it was not wishful thinking, but her gaze seemed loaded with an unspoken pledge. Before I could ponder what it might mean she was in my arms again, pressed up against me and obliterating any ability I had to think clearly!

Returning my lips to hers, within seconds we were again lost in one another. With a sigh, she opened her mouth to me. The warmth of her mouth, the feeling of her tongue playing with mine, was overwhelming. This was what we needed I confirmed, with a rumble of approval.

Months of self-denial finally reprieved, I was like a kid in a candy shop - running my hands all over her. Every curve was calling out for my attention. I wanted to become familiar with every part of her beautiful body. To touch her everywhere. She was returning the favor, moving her cool fingers across my bare back. Everywhere she touched burned deliciously, causing me to flex my muscles beneath her wandering hand. Stroking the back of my neck, she ran her nails downwards.

"God yes!" I groaned with a shudder, her touch causing my dick to swell within the confines of my boxers.

Irritated by the barriers our sweat shirts presented, I ripped mine off, quickly pulling hers off, too. The sight it revealed was nothing short of magnificent. After months of sparring and training together, I had a fairly good sense of the size and shape of her body. Hell, I'd spent hours trying to land punches and kicks on unprotected parts of it! But seeing it was a different matter entirely. Her skin was so smooth. I'm not sure why, but that surprised me. Her toned shoulders, arms, and abs were evidence of the hard training we did every day, but the softness of her gorgeous skin proclaimed her feminine side.

Continuing my covetous gaze, my eyes came to rest on her breasts. Usually hidden beneath layers of stretch cotton or workout shirts, I'd had no inkling of their flawlessness! Twin globes of perfection, their gentle curves revealed them to be far fuller than I'd imagined. Displayed now in a nest of black and lace, they were the ultimate testament to Rose's femininity! Measuring them with my eyes, my hands were itching to hold them, to test their weight. My lips desperate to suckle them. Watching them move subtly with each breath Rose took, I couldn't take my eyes off them. Inside my boxers, I could feel my cock thicken and lengthen in appreciation.

Unable to wait any longer, I lifted her off my lap and lay us both back onto the bed. Rolling towards her I rubbed my face between her breasts, greedily feeling the silk of her delicate skin against mine. I was already familiar with her smell – jasmine with a faint trace of patchouli – but here between her pendulous breasts, the scent was stronger, mixed with an alluring musk - which seemed to be emanating from further down. Her smell and the sound of her moaning sent me into a frenzy – kissing her everywhere I could reach, I slid a leg between hers and located her nipple underneath the fabric of her bra. Pinching it firmly, I rocked my hips towards her - pressing my manhood into her side.

Crying out, her fingers buried in my hair, I felt her shiver, rocking enthusiastically against me, bringing her hip into contact with my bulging shaft again and again. Ohhhh! I was rock hard now – and desperate to claim her. Growling with excitement, yet frustration that there were still so many layers of clothing between us, I nipped at her breast - sucking and using my tongue to mark her. Immediately the deep purple of a love bite came to the surface of her flawless skin.

While we'd bruised one another countless times thanks to our practice fights and sparring, this was the first time I'd marked her carnally. Looking at the blood pooled just beneath the surface of her skin with immense satisfaction, I mentally claimed her as 'MINE.'

Reaching behind, I found the clasp of her bra, deftly undoing it then grabbing it in my teeth and pulling it away from her. Slipping the straps from her shoulders, her bountiful breasts spilled out from their confines – swollen thanks to my attentions, but every bit as wonderful as they'd promised to be. Her dusky nipples were engorged and peaking - begging me to take one into my eager wet mouth. Quickly obliging, I fondled the other – rolling it between my finger and thumb, squeezing it as I suckled then grazed the one in my mouth with my teeth.

"Don't stop!" she begged, pushing herself against my swollen member again.

"My beautiful Roza - I assure you, I've only just started!" I promised her, returning my full attentions to her chest.

Growling as I moved my mouth back and forth between her nipples, I teased her unmercifully - greedily sucking and biting at one while playing with the other - swapping over every time I could hear an escalation in the whimpers of her excitement. I was trying to make her crazy with desire, and apparently, it was working! Pulling herself deeper into my embrace, she ran her fingers through my hair and down to clasp the top of my shoulders before rocking her hips against my cock and wantonly rubbing her crotch against my leg.

Raising my eyes to look deeply into hers I could see the depth of her need. She was completely overwhelmed – bombarded by so many new sensations and longings.

"Are you wanting something, my love?" I asked her, rubbing my leg against her slit. "Are you needing?"

Embarrassed by her want, she nodded. "I need you, Dimitri. Please!"

With those five words, my heart exploded. I'd dreamed of her saying something like that to me so many times! The lonely hours, burying myself in work and duty, all the while hating myself for wanting her. Every tortured sleep, tossing in bed, trying to put aside the fantasy of me between her thighs. Fucking another, just to try and rid myself of the want of her. Months of doubt and denial. And ultimately I knew. She wanted me too.

"As you wish, my darling," I whispered, running my hand down to rest between her legs. Brushing my fingers up down against her sex, "I want to give you so much pleasure," I finally confessed.

Returning my mouth to hers, I let myself become consumed by our passion. Taking her lower lip between my teeth, I bit lightly, instantly rewarded by loud groans. She arched her back to ram her wet crotch against my fingers. Thrusting into her mouth, I shamelessly fucked her with my tongue – mirroring the pumps from my tongue with those from my fingers. Her sweat pants were soaked with her juices, doing little to conceal the heat coming from between her legs. Bringing my damp fingers up to my face I inhaled deeply.

She smelled incredible. Hot and musky. And very very sexy. It was all I could do to stop myself taking her immediately.

"Please!" she cried out, her chest heaving. "PLEASE Dimitri!"

Like a red flag to a bull, her needy cries spurned me on. Escalating my assault on her lips and slit, I brought her to the edge of complete abandon. I wanted this to be an unforgettable experience for her. I knew she'd had no other lover – that I would be her first. She deserved for this to be amazing. Unable to prevent myself any longer, I pulled back. Kneeling next to her, I undid her track pants, pulling them down over her beautiful legs. Her panties disappeared with them. Lying naked on the bed beneath my covetous gaze she was truly superb. Her legs toned and shapely. Powerful, but at the same time unmistakably womanly. At their apex a small patch of dark hair. With a bashful but trusting look, she opened her legs a little to me, exposing her slick pink core.

I didn't think it was possible for my cock to get harder. I was wrong. I could feel pre-cum escape the tip as I fought to regain control. If I gave in now, I'd bury my face between her legs for hours – not stopping until she was screaming my name to the heavens! Promising myself I'd save that thrill for us to share another day, I looked at her beautiful lips and slit, her tantalizing opening only just discernable through her glistening wetness.

"You too, comrade" she commanded. Not taking my eyes from hers, I pulled my pants and boxers off, kicking them away.

All yours, baby!

Her eyes immediately traveled down to look at my manhood, caressing it lovingly with her eyes. It was impossible to identify the many expressions that flitted across her face in quick succession, one following the other. However, I was relieved to note that disappointment was certainly NOT one of them! I noticed her breath catch as she gazed with appreciation at the hard, long evidence of my anticipation.

Breathing out slowly she relaxed, her legs opening a little more – showing me more of her soft pink opening surrounded by puffy, drenched lips. Her excitement was evident - lips, clit, and thighs dripping with desire, an alluring pool of want spreading beneath her on the bed.

Bringing myself back to her, I nestled within her arms and kissed her again. Soft and sweet, her lips and mouth were hot and wet and opened instantly to grant me access. Knowing there was finally nothing to separate my body from hers, I pulled us into a lovers' embrace. She gasped, and for several minutes we lay entwined – hands and mouths given over to exploration. But her yearning cries alerted me to her ongoing need. My hand at her sex I opened her lips, my fingers giving devoted attention to her throbbing clit.

I'd barely touched her, yet she threw her head back screaming "YES!" in abandon. The clear invitation, indeed insistence, in her cry called me to action. My woman was demanding satisfaction! Changing the position of my hand in order to continue rubbing her nub with my thumb, I slide a finger through her opening and into her cunt. HELL, she was wet! And so swollen! Bucking her hips against my hand, she was grinding herself against my fingers – taking every bit of pleasure she could, yet clearly wanting more. Her wetness guiding my finger deep within her, I pounded my finger in and out of her dripping hole.

"Dimitri" she yelled, grabbing my back with her nails as I fucked her with my index finger. "YES!"

Slipping a second finger within her, and then a third, I knew this couldn't go on much longer. She was so excited, so incredibly turned on. I was barely holding on, myself – desperately wanting to push my cock inside her. To fuck her every which way to Sunday!

"I want to make you scream with delight," I told her.

With barely a moments hesitation she begged "NOW, Dimitri. PLEASE!"

Needing no second invitation, I pulled my fingers out of her. Rolling her flat on to her back, I put my hands on her thighs, pushing her legs open as I positioned myself between them.

Knowing I needed to make sure before I let myself go, I forced myself to ask her "Do you want me to stop, Roza?"

"No," she moaned, rubbing herself against my shaft.

"I will stop at any time, if you want me to," I told her, needing her to feel safe.

With her rubbing herself against my cock I was quickly losing the battle with my self-control. She was so beautiful, so ready and willing for me to please her. And please her I was so eager to do!

"So - do you want me to continue?" I asked.

"Please!" she said, nodding her head, looking at me with eyes full of carnal desire.

With one last kiss, I asked her my final question.

"Would you like me to go further, Roza?"

She nodded and whispered a furtive "YES!"

Grasping my throbbing shaft, I dragged it up and down her slit, drenching it in her luscious slippery fluid. Pulling myself up onto my elbows, I poised at her opening. Looking into her almond shaped eyes, I slid my cock inside her.

Oh hell! She was mind-blowing inside and out! It was as if she was built just for my pleasure! Conscious this was new to her, that I needed to take it slow so that she could relax and enjoy, I pushed into her gently, giving her time to adjust before I slowly withdrew then pressed into her again – each time a tiny bit deeper. Watching her intently, I saw, with joy, her smile up at me in exhilaration. She lifted her lips, kissing me passionately on my neck. So beautiful. So happy to give herself to me.

"God – you're so tight and so so wet. You feel amazing!" I assured her.

Melting into her was bliss. Our mouths were one; our bodies joined in the most sensitive, intimate way.

Flexing forward again, I felt an obstruction within her. I'd thought it might have been broken due to our rigorous training sessions, but no - there is was – still guarding her most private and sacred place. Her final barrier. Looking at with love, I waited for her nod of approval. Then leaning into her, I kissed her ardently before thrusting forward, proudly claiming her virginity.

She cried out, and I stilled instantly, not wanting to cause her further pain. But after a few moments, she rocked her hips ever so gently against mine, resuming our carnal dance.

Rubbing her clit, I could smell a metallic tang – blood from where I'd taken her as my own. Mixed with her own musky juices, it was a pungent and erotic scent. With nothing left to stop us, I delved further and further inside her – savoring the tightness of her pussy and her joyous cries.

"ROZA!" I roared as I sheathed myself in her completely, withdrawing and slamming back into her in quick succession.

"Aaagh!" she yelled, lifting her hips up to give me greater access to her core. Eyes, closed, lips puffy from kissing, she looked the picture of wanton abandon. Sliding into her deeper still was intoxicating.

"YES BABY!" I shouted, grabbing her hips and fucking her hard.

I could feel her quickening beneath me, her cries of passion getting more and more desperate. She must be very close now. Hell, I was only just hanging on through sheer determination, myself!

Opening her eyes to look into mine she begged "HARDER!". It was nearly my undoing! Lifting one of her ankles I pushed it over my shoulder, quickly moving her other into the same position. This left her wide open to me, her hips at the perfect angle. Thrusting straight into her sweet spot, I saw her eyes cloud over before clearing in wonder as she came.

God, she was beautiful! Her face was angelic as she looked at me. Exultant and joyous, smiling with a little giggle escaping her gorgeous swollen lips. I could feel her walls grabbing my shaft, pulsing and squeezing it tightly as her orgasm ripped through her. I couldn't hold on any longer - and with a final thrust into her, I let go.

"Yes! YES!" I heard myself shout as I rammed my cock home, feeling my hot cum squirting deep inside her. Shrugging her ankles from my shoulders, I slumped on top of her; our bodies pressed together as we rode out our orgasms as one.

She slowly relaxed beneath me, her fingers tracing little patterns on my back and shoulders as I, too, calmed. Nuzzling into her hair, I could feel her breath against my ear, her lips kissing me softly. Pulling out of her, I rolled over, grasping her within my embrace and bringing her face up to mine, planting soft kisses on her face and mouth.

She shivered, though whether from enjoyment or cold I wasn't sure. Noticing that the cabin was decidedly chilly, I pulled the blankets over us, wrapping us in our own little world. I wasn't ready to let her out of my arms just yet!

There was one more thing I needed her to know.

"I love you, Roza," I whispered.

"I know," she whispered back, kissing me tenderly. "I love you too, Comrade!"

Our Night in the Cabin - VA FanFiction
Swimming the Same Deep Waters

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