A.N: Official note at end of chapter. Characters belong to Richelle Mead, story belongs to me.

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The way she gulped and looked away as I asked the question made my head drupe.

"I thought-I thought", but I don't know what I thought. That I was good in bed? That I could fulfill her needs as a woman? That I could at least give her this if I couldn't give her the life she deserved.

She grabbed my chin and made me look her in the eyes. "You do when you're here. But when you're not… God, it's so frustrating." She slid across my length as she said this. "You don't understand, you refused to touch me at the academy, then I lost you, then you didn't want me, then I got you. All of you, for those few days" she began panting hard at the memories of our early days when we weren't working while she was recovering. "those days- they were" she was lost. I was growing at her sounds, her words, the memories themselves.

She gave a frustrated huff. "I know you weren't leaving me, but I was so frustrated that I couldn't have you. And after I had got you, I quit trying to touch myself, because well…" she looked me dead in the eyes as she said it, "I'd rather feel your fingers then my own". She ground a little deeper on me, my dick trying so hard to reach into her that I was surprised it wasn't lifting her up, but I had to hear the rest of this.

"When we do it, you always leave me in a quivering mess, wondering if I'll be able to walk tomorrow. It's seriously the best workout you've ever designed for me." She finished off

"but" I trailed off.

"But when you're not here, I get a little antsy. Instead of fighting it I—invested in a certain device that helps me along". I groaned, the idea of seeing Rose being pleasured by herself in my mind, seeing her writhe uncontrollably, wanting to jump in with her, but also wanting to see her and feel myself as I did.

"You bought a vibrator for when I'm away?" she nodded. "not because I don't take care of you, but because I do it too well? She nodded again. "And you're suffering from withdraw?" the final question had her a thinking about it a bit.

"Are you saying that when you're away you aren't a little sexually frustrated?" she sounded offended at the idea.

"Oh no, Roza" I drew her in an unconscious grind against my still hard length. "I'm defiantly more then a little frustrated without you." she looked pleased at the sound of that.

"I've had to relieve myself in more then a few bathrooms when I start thinking about you too much." I confessed, and immediately wanted to take it back. She stopped her steady movements.

"Are you saying that the zen-life-lessons-God of patience, jerks off in the bathroom to the mere thought of me?" I groaned for an entirely new reason. And put my head on her collar bone. Why had I said it?

"Roza, I only wish I had as much self-control as you think I did." She laughed at that. "Ever since we started, I just-I just can't stop. It may only be a few hours sometimes, and then you text me that you love me or remind me to get fruit on the way home and I realize I got you." I finished. "I get a little excited at the simple prospect of coming home that I just can't think about anything else. So yes, there may have been a few times, were I've had to take care of the situation.

As I trailed of, Rose suddenly lifted herself up and impaled herself on me. I began rocking but she stilled me as much as she could with her weight, still looking me in the eye. "I think I can give you a few more things to think about when you're at work then" She began a fast pace that I had wanted all night. Fast her breasts rubbing my chest stimulating my nipples. I moved my hips in time with hers as she bounced. Drawing her all the way out and then dropping her back down, all the way in. I began a steady pulse inside of her and she paused. "This" she said, stilling completely now. "I don't get this on my own. I love the way it throbs. It's just so-alive" she said.

She was almost completely limp on top of me, just feeling me inside of her. I resumed our fast place, lifting her up by her waist. She gasped out for air in another heart stopping way. letting her body go completely limp, boobs smacking together in clap, her ass slapping against my balls, the only thing hanging on was her tight heat as it began clenching around me.

"Oh Roza-Roza-Roza" I hissed out like a prayer. "Please come for me Roza". I had yet to feel her break all on her own. But with my words she came hard, clenching around me, nearly taking me over with her, but I let her wet heat slide out of her and onto me, reaching one hand down to rub into it and heard her mutter out a groan at the feeling still lost in the high. I began rubbing her into her beasts and she gasped, breathless at the feeling. As soon as I got her nice and covered, I began sucking and biting the globes that had fascinated me since I saw her in the lounge with only a bra covering her. I got to taste her on her and that was one of the best sensations. I was still hard within her and she could feel it. She began moving up and down. I held her left beast in my hand, to hold it down will she began a bounce up and down on my stiff length. I switched to the other, my other hand kneading her hip as she moved. She was close again and I begged my traitorous cock to hold off for her. She began getting a little reckless, so I took control over our movement, helping her up and down will remaining firmly attached to her glorious weight. She came, and I followed sucking her for all she was worth as streams came out of me and into her. She clenched me tights so she could, taking whatever was left in after the tonight.

She collapsed into me and I fell back onto the bed. Clutching her to me. "Oh Roza, I don't think I'm going to even make it out of the bedroom tomorrow with those memories in my mind". It was said as joke, but soon the fear began to manifest. Was I ever going to regain any of my old control? Rose laughed against my chest, and that sound and feeling made it worth it. If I had to take a break a few times a day, it would be worth it, so long as I had her at the end of the day lying against my chest and holding me like she didn't want me to leave.

Her heavy breathing was in time with mine. I closed my eyes only to open them immediately as I felt her deft hand beginning to moving down my length. I covered my eyes with my hands, not sure how I was going to survive another round. Then she stopped and moved my hands away. She kissed them and moved to the end of the bed so she could lay perpendicular to me. Putting one of her stocking clad legs in the air she pulled it towards her face to knock off her shoe. As she rolled down the stocking she sat up with her leg extended in front of her. I slid off the bed and grabbing her legs to pull her to her to the edge of the bed. I removed her shoe and then reached for the top of her tight, rolled it down, kissing the exposed skin as I went. Then I trailed my kisses up. She crawled back to the center of the bed, me kissing and nipping where I can as I followed her. She stopped moving and sank into her, loving the little gasp as I did so. We moved in time, reaching our peaks within seconds of each other. I collapsed into her rolling her over on top of me as I did so. I stroked her hair, trying to regain my composure.

"Oh Rose, what have you done to me? And how did I ever resist you?"

"You didn't", she said. And I briefly wondered if she knew about my other secret sessions I had while we were back at the academy. "You had sex with your underage student and you did not regret it. Face it, Comrade" she placed her chin in her hands and stared me in the eyes, "you were out of control as soon as you saw me." She said it with her 'Rose Hathaway confidence'. I was going to argue, but she was right. As soon as I really saw Rose, the girl who was willing to fight a losing battle against superior guardians. And then work her ass off to be sure she would never be on the end of a losing battle. The way she worried about her friends, and tried her hardest to protect people she loved, including me. Yeah, I was a gonner, I just hadn't realized it. It made more sense when I saw her half naked in front of me, and then naked under me. I had lost my cool more then a few times at the Academy with the idea of Rose, less frequently then I did now, but still enough, and once was too much to be doing while thinking about my underage student. Too much, way too much.

I sighed in defeat. "I wish you wouldn't say it like that. I loved you then and love you now, Rose. It was never just about sex; it was about you. Knowing what I know now, and the memories I have now, it's pretty hard to not think about sex with you, but it was never just about getting to have sex with a 17 or 18 or 19-year-old." I finished the little rant I always gave when she reminded me that I had sex with her at a 'vulnerable time in her life'.

"Yeah, and it wasn't about getting it on with my hot teacher" she sighed. "Whatever we have to tell ourselves to fall asleep at night". She rested her head back against me, she wiggled one of her legs in between mine, resting the other on the outside and closed her eyes. I held her tight to me, one hand in her hair, the other on her hip. I reached out and flicked off our light and shut my eyes too. I matched our breathing and fell asleep to the feeling of a completely relaxed Rose lying on top of me, sure that I would be screwed tomorrow when someone asked me about last night, unable to control the reaction I would have.

Problems for a different day.

A.N: Hi, okay, that was the last chapter for this little story. I encourage you all to check out my other story, 'The Games We Play' I will be updating that story at least one more time. I also announced on there that I would be doing a one-shot story set because I have quite a few more steamy encounters left in me. Stories will include Dimitri walking in on Rose. If you have any requests feel free to leave them in the reviews or PM me. I don't judge, I'll write almost anything. Thanks for reading my first official story on here, if you have any comments or criticism, I like notes. If you have any specific ideas again, I'm trying to write for your guys enjoyment.