Where am I? (Tag:Dimitri)

"You're a cruel man.." She moaned when he began teasing her. Spreading her legs more for him. Her eyes closed and her hands once more in his hair. Oh how good he was... He was so good at this... And his pace was so slow. He was doing that on purpose. Teasing her like that. She would get her revenge.. Surely. "Dimitri..." She moaned his name. She could feel her body building up. She wasn't very close to orgasm. But he was on the right way. "Please.. Dimitri.. I- ah..." He was making it harder for her to find words. Celia didn't want him to stop. On the other side she wanted him to fill her up. Feeling so empty and ready. Celia wanted him to take her and fuck her senseless. She didn'f care. Celia breathed heavy. "Dimi- Ah... Dim... " She tried once more but words turned into moans. And the more she tried to speak the harder it became. He was so skilled... Celia couldn't remember her past lovers to be this skilled. They all had their different touch to things so to speak. But Dimitri was something different all together.

Cruel, huh? If this was cruel to her, he liked it. Yup. And he liked it even more to be cruel when she couldn't even talk anymore. Oh yeah, he was soo good. He went on pleasuring her with his mouth until she was close to cuming. He could feel her muscles vellicating consistent with the movements of his tongue - that was his sign to stop. Dimitri looked up to her and licked over his own wet lips, enjoying her face that moment. But he couldn't wait any longer now, so he quickly got rid of his boxers and climbed upon her, kissing her lips passionately again. Then went for her neck, whispering: "You ready?" Of course she was, he could tell by her face, her obviously horny gaze and her body. She was longing for him and he loved that. He waited for her answer and then guided his glans towards her opening, stroking over it once before he entered her with a moan. Oh god, this was so good, so tight..! He slipped in completely and then started to move slowly inside of her.

She felt him stop. Why was he stopping? Before he moved back up. Kissing her. With passion. The passion made her heart race. This began to feel more like love making then fucking.. But she was thinking too much. She had been thinking way too much these past days. Bringing her to question things she did not question ever. Celia felt him enter her after a long tease and build up. Moaning with him when she felt him enter. "I have a feeling I was born ready for this." She joked. Bringing her arms to wrap around his neck. Celia pulled him at his hair again. Kissing him passionatly. Wanting to say more but it was hard to find words for it. She continued kissing him. Moving with him. It felt so nice to have his warm body against hers. To hear him moan. Celia gasped. Closing her eyes and letting her fingers entwine in his hair once more. "Say my name, Dimitri... I want to hear it.." She whispered against his lips. "...mon cher.. Dimitri" Celia purred in French. Dragging her nails across his back. This time a bit sharper. As if she was drawing figures. Their lips parting one another so she could arch her head back and moan.

All the thoughts he might have had before vanished, now that he was inside of her. His head was empty, except for the thought how good this felt. He laughed breathlessly about her reply. How the hell could she still be so funny when she was barely able to speak anymore? He didn't have the time to say anything on this - and honestly, he wouldn't know what to say anyways now - and so he kissed her back, being very hungry for her sweet lips. He moved faster inside of her, doing little circles from time to time. What..? What did she say? Oh! His head needed some time to get it, but then he moaned her name. Celia. And again, Celia. He also heard her saying his name and he had to admit, he loved the sound of it, so full of lust.
When her nails scratched over his back, he gasped. It didn't really hurt though. She arched her back with a loud moan. God, that was so sexy. He placed a few kisses on her chin, before he said short of breath: "I want you on top..!" He wanted to have a better look on her and her perfect body..! He rolled them around, without fear to fall out of the bed, since it was big enough.

She grinned wickedly when he began moaning her name. Feeling herself come to her high when he suddenly ordered her to be on top. Well.. He suggested it and then rolled them over. Celia found the sudden movement fuel her build up again. Moving faster on him. Now that she was indeed in control she was going to take the advantage of that. Bringing his hands to her breasts. Before leaning on her hands. Leaning forwards to kiss him. Biting on his lower lip. She gave him an animalistic gasp. When she felt herself cum. As she did she released his lower lip from her nibble. Moving her face into the crook of his neck. Continuing to move. Changing the space at times. And rolling her hips as well. Wanting to hear him scream her name. Wanting to feel his seeds fill her very being. Celia left little bitemarks on his neck and shoulder as she was playing with him. Like one would play with a prey. "Mon cher... my name.. again." She whispered low into his ear. Before getting up to give him the best view he could get. Letting her hands rest on his chest while riding him.

Oh, it was just perfect having her riding him like that. Her movements were intense and so freaking good..! He felt her laying his hands on her boobs, which he immediately began to knead. He loved boobs so much, they felt so good in his hands, hers especially! They had just the perfect size. It was almost a pity he couldn't enjoy the view anymore, when she leant forward, but her deep kiss compensated that for him. Oh sweet, sweet Celia. It felt even better in this position and he moved his hips against hers, when he felt her cuming. He moved his hands from her breats to her behind and pressed her hips even harder against his. Her muscles contracted around him and he moaned in high pleasure. After her waves had been gone again, he left his hands on her hips, not pressing her against him anymore but supporting her movements. "Mhh..C..elia..!", he answered with scratchy voice. His mouth remained slightly open when she leaned back and gave him the sexiest view he could imagine. Her breasts were bouncing up and down and her pussy felt so hot and juicy... Soon after he let it go himself, shooting his hot semen deep into her body with a loud moan.

She sighed deeply when she felt him cum. Leaning forward to kiss his neck while he came. Finding him relax again. She moved her kisses to his lips. Caressing his cheek. And after some time moving her hips up to let him slide out of her. Feeling so empty now without him there.. Celia continued to kiss him tenderly. Moving to lay besides him. Her hand still caressing his cheek while the other rested on his chest. Celia parted from his lips. Giving him a smile. Happy in the after glow. "I wish we had met in another place." Celia whispered. Letting her finger nails draw circles on his cheek. It would've made things allot easier. "Want to take a shower together?" She asked. Her thoughts were going down again. Into a sad void. And she didn't want that bliss to end so soon. Celia had enough time to be scared of Dimitri's survival in here. Or perhaps she didn't.. That didn't matter now. What mattered was that they were here and he was laying besides her. Celia felt drawn to him. She didn't know why. Perhaps they just had that chemistry. She had been with plenty men who she had no connection with. Celia felt so good in Dimitri's arms. Too good almost.. She was thinking too much again.. Way too much. Celia moved up. Holding out her hand. "Let's go." She said with a wink.

He smiled satisfied with his eyes closed and kissed her back. Mmh, everything felt so good with her... She went down from him and laid down next to him and Dimitri put one arm around her and held her close. When she broke the kiss, he smiled back and enjoyed her satisfied face. He reached out for her cheek with his other hand and put her hair behind her ear. She was so beautiful... And yes, he really wished that too. His smile went a little sad when thinking about this. What would await for them? Before he could say anything, she changed the topic. When he had been quite sleepy before, he was now perfectly awake and smirked. "I really feel a little dirty...", he mumbled. If they'd shower together, it clearly wouldn't wash away their sins at all. But who cared? He sat up and took her hand, pulling her close for a short but firm kiss and then left the bed. "May I help you milady?", he asked with a charming voice and lifted her up in his arms when she had also stood up. "I don't want you to fall because of your weak knees...", he meant with a smug and amused glow in his eyes. He went to the bathroom with her and put her down again when in the shower.

His short kiss surprised her. But it was a nice surprise. "Milady?" Celia giggled before she was lifted up. She laughed. "Are you always such a gentle man?" Celia asked smiling. Weak knees..."It is funny you say that Dimitri." She answered when he put her down in the shower. "I was a ballerina once.." She said starting the water. "And because I dislocated my knee.. I had to stop. Sending my dreams of being a prima ballerina into the dark." Celia smiled softly. Getting some soap. She moved it under the water and then started to move the soap softly on Dimitri's chest. "It's okay though. I've made peace with it.." Celia said with a sad smile. "And you Dimitri.. do you have any.. weak knees..?" She asked.

"No, only to women I like", he answered with a wink. He could be a real asshole and he knew that.
"Oh, is it, pretty?", he asked and eyeballed her while she kept telling him a slice of her life. "I see... I have to say you really look like a prima ballerina.." He caressed her waist with one hand. He thought to himself that he would have to inspect her knee later, he didn't want to interrupt her washing his chest. And of course he had to advance his muscles so they were nice and hard under her fingertips. "That's good. And what are your dreams now? A husband, a small house with big garden and lots of children?", he guessed sarcastically with an amused grin. Didn't all women dreamed of these things? He had always wanted a wife and many children, but he had always thought that was far away in the future. Now that he was here, he probably won't ever get that. "Week knees? Me? Nah, not any. I'm Mister Perfect, you know.", he chuckled. His only weakness would be pretty women he guessed... His mother and sister included, they also belonged to that category. He shruged. "No..physical ones I guess..", he went on then, being a little more serious.

She lifted his arm to run the soap over his skin. Then going back over his chest and towards his other arm. Celia thought about it. She never really saw herself married with someone with a house and two children.. a dog or cat. She pursed her lips. "I don't know if that is what I want..I do teach children history classes now. However.. I never thought about it." She answered honestly. Before grinning and turning him around. "Stand still mister perfect." She said while running the soap over his back. Washing his back. "But to have a family. Maybe later... I don't think I would be against it. Right now.. I think it's best we try and survive this place." Celia whispered. Feeling that lost feeling once more. She stopped for a moment. Holding the soap in her hand and looking down at it. Taking a moment to let her thoughts linger. Looking up at Dimitri. Taking the shower head and washing the soap off of his back. Letting the water run down.

Her answer surprised him a little, but he didn't show. "Ah...Hm, history classes, I see...", he meant and leant his head to the side. Then smirked. "You have to be the most interesting history teacher then. I'm sure all the little boys have a crush on you.", he said, before he was turned around, what made him laugh slightly. "Aye-aye, Ma'm!" He stood straight and didn't move anymore. It wasn't very hard, since he had to do that all the time back in the military. He could do that for hours. Though he had never been touched with so much care when he was told not to move anymore. The weird and terribly kinky thought came to his mind that his heart was still moving. He rolled his eyes because of himself.
He paused for a very long moment. "....You think there is any chance we can survive this?", he asked eventually, leaving no doubt that he didn't have any hope for that anymore. The warmth that has filled his heart before was now gone and a cold and bitter feeling had taken its place. He closed his eyes and then felt her washing away the soap.
Dimitri turned around and took the soap from her hands. "Now it's my turn....", he said lowly and took one of her hands, washing over its back, then upwards to her shoulder and on the way back cleaning the other side of her arm. Same procedure with her other arm, before he started to softly run the soap over her collarbone, looking at his own hand all the time.

She watched as he turned around and took the soap from her. Letting him wash her. Very gently . She had thought of his question. When he got to her collarbone she got her answer. Moving her hand to his cheek. Bringing his eyes to hers. "I wish we'll survive this." She answered. "If they hurt you... " Celia whispered. Bringing her hand to his. "I would feel.." lost... She couldn't get the words from her tongue. Letting her fingers caress his hand. Before looking back up. She looked down. Haven lost the words. Celia smiled softly. "You make me too happy. I don't know what I'd do if you weren't here.." Celia said. Looking back up. It was difficult to open up like that. Celia moved closer. Her hand letting his go so he could continue his work on her.