AN: This might not turn out well; I decided this on a whim, so forgive me if it comes out horrible!
"Adrian," I called after him as he was walking down the hall. "Can you come here? I need your help." He turned around and cocked one eyebrow at the thought of me needing help from him.
"And which one of my mind-boggling talents do you need?" He asked when he approached. I braced myself for this.
"I might need your kissing expertise, actually." I said casually, and he looked a trifle shocked.
"Okay then," He agreed and leaned forward to plant a solid kiss on my mouth.
"Stop!" I ordered him, waving my hands in his face.
"Why? I was looking forward to that," He objected while pulling back to look at me.
"Well, this is not for my own personal gain, but for my therapist's. She wants to see what kissing another guy does for me." I explained.
"Okay," He said impatiently and he leaned in—slower this time—and waited for my response. I met his gaze and my eyes gave him the okay.
His lips pressed gently to mine, and it was like a jolt of electricity strait to the heart. My blood pulsed through my veins and I pressed my lips harder to his, I was getting a positive reaction from Adrian. At my increased pressure, his hands slid down to my lower back and pressed my body against his. He suddenly whirled around and I found my back against the wall, and my hands twined in his hair. He parted his lips and I parted mine after his.
After a couple minutes of making out in the deserted hallway, I realized what I was doing and I looked around to see if anyone was watching. Unfortunately, I looked up to see Christian standing patiently ten feet away , looking puzzled, disgusted, but amused at the same time. I tried to pry Adrian off me, even though I didn't want his body to leave mine. He realized what I as trying to do and stepped back a little. I stretched up on my toes to whisper in his ear.
"I think we have an audience," I glanced over at Christian, who had leaned his back on the wall and had closed his eyes.
"Oh," He looked at Christian and back at me. "Do we have to stop?" He asked. I grinned, and then I almost couldn't believe what I was about to say.
"I sure hope not, but he might have something important to say." I wrapped his arms unwillingly from my waist and strolled over to where he was standing.
"So, what's up?" I asked. He opened his eyes and smirked.
"Nothing much, just wanted company to go to the feeder, but if you're too busy, I can wait." He glanced over at Adrian, who was staring at my legs. I blushed furiously and objected.
"No, I'm not too busy, I can spare a few minutes." I said. "Let me go tell him that I'm leaving," I turned on my heel and walked back toward Adrian.
"Hey, I need to accompany Christian to the feeders. I'll be back in a minute, Okay?" I looked at him, and actually hoped that he wanted to kiss me again—it was pretty intense. He groaned, and met my gaze.
"Would it be all right if I came along? I don't have anything better to do." My eyes probably lit up at his offer.
"Sure," I turned to tell Christian and he caught up to me and slipped my hand into his. It was warm and tough; I liked it.
When we got to Where Christian stood, clearly needing some blood, I told him that Adrian would be coming with us.
"Fine," He sighed heavily. "Just as long as you guys can keep off each other until you're alone." I couldn't tell if he was teasing or not.
"I think we can last that long," I replied as we walked toward the end of the hallway. When we got outside, another question caught me off guard.
"So, are you guys dating now?" Christian asked. Adrian and I stopped short and looked at each other.
"I guess," I said, unsure. I looked at Adrian for his answer.
"Yes," He answered confidently. I smiled. What was wrong with me today? I'm happy to be dating Adrian. Wow, something's wrong with my head.
* * *
"Well now Christian will stop bugging me about Adrian hanging around all the time." Lissa said after I announced that I had a boyfriend. "Why did you kiss him in the first place? I thought you hated him," she went on.
"I never hated him; he was just a little annoying at first, but my therapist told me to see what it was about another guy that I liked so much—" I stopped when I realized what I had said. I had almost told her that I was in love with Dimitri. She gave me a puzzled look.
"Who was the other person?" She asked. I bit my lip, torn by the dilemma at hand.
"If I tell you, you can't tell a soul—I might get in trouble." I warned her.
"I promise. Who is it that could get you in trouble?" She asked.
"You can't even tell Christian." I told her.
"Okay! Just tell m-"
"Dimitri," I cut her off, I couldn't keep it in any longer. Her eyes bugged out of her sockets.
"Dimitri...." she trailed off at the end, probably linking together all of our actions together with my confession. "Is that what's between you guys?" She asked, a small smile crept onto her face, her jade green eyes sparkling.
"Yeah, that stuff that Victor said at the trial about us being together," I prompted.
"That was true? When?" Her voice sounded disbelieving. I took a deep breath and prepared myself to get all of the weight off my chest.
"Remember when Victor had you a while back?"
"Well, that rose necklace that he gave to me held a lust charm that drew me to Dimitri, and that spell kept us....distracted while he stole you away." I blushed at the end, and hopefully she didn't take it the wrong way.
"Distracted?" She asked, eyeing me suspiciously. I knew she would think that.
"You see, the spell could only work if there were feelings between us in the first place," I continued, ignoring her comment. "It just intensified them."
"Distracted how? You didn't..." I could easily guess her motives.
"No! Of course not, why would you think that? I most likely would've told you if that happened!" I exclaimed. She was startled at my sudden outburst. "Sorry," I muttered a moment later.
"No, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have asked." She looked down, playing with the embroidery on her skirt.
"Let's change the subject," I suggested.
"Where were we before we got onto the other subject? Oh yeah, about you and Adrian. So about the therapist," She recalled.
"Well she suggested that I try being with a different guy to see if it's the way Dimitri acts, or him in general, so I caught up to Adrian and told him." I explained.
"Wait, you told him about Dimitri?" She sounded confused.
"No, but I told him about the therapist. He agreed, of course, and it felt awesome. Almost as good as it feels when Dimitri and I kiss. I found out that Christian was watching, so he looked disgusted, but he seemed cheerful about it. He teased a lot."
"How did he tease?" Lissa asked. I smiled. She always wanted to know about him.
"He told us that he hoped we could keep off each other until he was done feeding. It was just for a laugh, though."
"Did you keep off each other?" She asked, trying not to laugh.
"Almost, the tension from our make out session was still between us, so it was hard. We snuck a couple kisses here and there, but we weren't too flamboyant about it." I admitted.
Lissa glanced at the clock. It was 6:30, dinnertime. My training started in an hour.
"Let's go get dressed for dinner." She said as she stood up from the couch in her dorm room.
"'Kay. I'll see you later." I got up and went out into the hallway to find Adrian waiting for me.
"Hey, Rose. Heading to dinner?" He asked, catching my hand and pulling me into his chest.
"No, actually I was heading to my dorm." I told him.
"Mmmm, would you like some company?" He asked.
"Sure, I was just going to put on my training clothes and meet Dimitri."
"Okay, but first," He let go of my hand and it traveled up and locked in my hair. He leaned forward, using his hand to press my head forward too, and his lips connected with mine. My heart rate accelerated and I became dizzy. We stood wrapped around each other, kissing passionately for a couple more minutes, until I heard Lissa's door open, and she stepped out to see us kissing. I glanced over at her, and she raised one eyebrow. She new this always made me laugh, so she probably did it just to make us stop. I pulled away from Adrian's hungry lips and giggled. He pulled back also to see why I was laughing, and then he saw Lissa. He unlocked his fingers from my hair, and I realized that my hands were in his hair too. We stepped apart and I smiled at Lissa.
"We need to stop doing that in public," I had stretched upon my toes to whisper that into his ear.
"Well, I need to get to practice, I'm already late. I'll see you later, Lissa." I waved and walked the other way.
Adrian caught up to me soon and I had already gotten to the front of my building.
"I'll see you later, okay?" He asked.
"Sure," I stretched up to give him a quick peck and he was smiling as he walked away.
* * *
"Why are you late?" Dimitri asked when I slid through the door of the training room.
"I got held up," I said as I walked closer.
"By what?" He asked.
"My boyfriend," I answered truthfully. He looked confused.
"Since when do you have a boyfriend?"
"Since this morning,"
"Would I approve of him?" Dimitri asked, watching me as I stretched.
"Does it matter if you do or not?" I was scared of telling him, for I knew he wouldn't approve.
"It does, actually. I'm your mentor, and I have to make sure you are being safe, Rose." Well, I had to give him that.
"Adrian," I sighed reluctantly. He raised both eyebrows.
"A Moroi?" I knew what would happen if we got to serious. I got chewed out when I first came back for messing around with Jesse.
"Yes, Dimitri," I said.
"Don't get too serious with him." I blushed furiously at what he must be thinking.
"How did he hold you up?" He asked a hint of jealousy in his eye.
"I'd rather not share that." I told him. I really didn't want to get on the subject of make-outs with Dimitri.
"Well, I guess he can't help himself. I wouldn't be able to," He confessed. I smiled. What would that be like?
"Before we get too into this conversation, I want to kick some stuff, so come on, and attack me like you're supposed to." I challenged. He smiled and pounced forward to tackle me to the ground. He pinned me easily, and I was almost up when he pushed me down again. Grunting with effort, I managed to get back onto my feet and kicked him hard in the side. He staggered back and I spun around, about to plant a roundhouse kick into his other side, but I tripped and two strong, warm hands caught me and I was righted.
Dimitri always laughed when I tripped, but he wasn't rude about it. The clock said 8:30. Training was over.
"Well, I believe time is up, so don't let Adrian distract you too much tomorrow." He smiled and turned to grab his bags. I walked out the door and the cool breeze felt good on my skin. I walked towards my dorm to shower and eat, while I fantasized about Adrian the whole time.
So, tell me if you liked that! And tell me if you didn't, but no flames please. I'm sensitive.