(A/N- Soooo Dimitri and Charlie are in Russia! Sorry, I know nothing about Russia or Russian names so it might be a bit... Off, I suppose. Oh yeah! So I decided this thing with Dimitri and Charlie has gone on long enough, so yeah. Honestly, this might sound weird but the characters really control themselves whenever I start writing. Please comment/vote/share/follow, it means a lot to me! Love you all!

-CH xx)

Chapter 37

Charlie's POV

We had arrived in Russia, and went straight to Dimitri's family house, where he had grown up. There were children playing on the street, kicking a football around the ground. We pulled up outside a modest two storey home, and were instantly greeted by a large woman with a smile upon her face. Behind her were three young children. 

"Dimi, Dimi!" The children chanted as we got out of the car, wrapping their arms around Dimitri's legs, hugging him tight.

Dimitri faked a groan as he staggered forward with the children attached to his leg. There was two boys and a little girl. The little boys looked like a younger version of Dimitri, with brown hair and big brown eyes. The little girl, however, had blonde ringlets and blue eyes. She said something to Dimitri in Russian, and Dimitri smiled. "Lola, this is Charlie. We talk in English around him, okay?"

"Charwee?"

"Yes, Charlie."

The little girl, Lola, detached herself from Dimitri, and looked up at me. She must've been two or three. "Charwee, up?"

I laughed and picked the little girl up, and she snuggled into me. 

"Dimi!" The woman cried, wrapping her arms around Dimitri, kissing his cheeks. "My son!"

"Mama, this is Charlie," Dimitri introduced his mother to me. She removed her arms from Dimitri, and gently hugged me, mindful not to squash Lola. 

The woman held me at arms length and smiled at me brightly. "Charlie! It is an honour to meet you and have you stay!" 

"Thank you, ma'am."

"Nonsense, call me Anastasia. And this is Ivan and Vlad."

"It's lovely to meet you," I said. The boys were twins, and I think they were about six. 

"Come in, come in!" Anastasia said, ushering Dimitri and I inside. 

The home was lovely and cosy, with lots of framed pictures of children on the walls, and I recognised a naked Dimitri in a bath when he was probably about four. Dimitri blushed. "This way."

I followed Dimitri through the house, and he took me upstairs. "Erm, this is my old bedroom," he said, opening the door. There were posters of rugby players and other sportsmen. There was a single bed in the corner of the room, and a mattress on the floor beside it. "You can sleep in my bed, and I'll sleep on the floor, if that's alright with you."

I nodded. "Yeah, yeah, sounds good to me."

**

That night I was lying in Dimitri's bed, and he was lying on the mattress on the ground. "You have a lovely family," I said. 

"Hmm. Thank you."

I could hear Dimitri shuffle on the mattress, and I knew he was uncomfortable. He continued moving around, and I fought a laugh. This continued for about ten minutes, before I spoke again. "Dimitri?"

"Yes, Charlie?"

"Do you want to come up here? I can move down if you want."

Dimitri sighed with relief. "Thanks," he whispered as he jumped in beside me. I was about to get out of the bed, but Dimitri pulled me back down. "Stay," he whispered in my ear. 

I snuggled back down and allowed Dimitri to wrap his muscular arm around my waist, so he wouldn't fall out of the bed. I felt his heart beat against my chest, and slowly his breathing evened out, and I knew he was asleep. I fell asleep not to long after, with a smile on my face. 

***

The next morning I woke up, and found Dimitri was already up. I threw on a shirt, and shuffled downstairs, to see Dimitri sitting shirtless at the kitchen table eating cereal. He smiled at me when he saw me, and I smiled back sleepily. 

"Good morning," I said. 

"Good morning Charlie," Dimitri replied with a smirk. I picked up on the reference and rolled my eyes. 

"Oh ha-ha. Very funny."

Dimitri chuckled as I sat down opposite him at the table. "Where's your family?" I asked, looking around. 

"Mama is at work, Vlad and Ivan are at school, and Lola is with her baby-sitter."

"Ah."

"Yeah. We'll have the day to ourselves now."

My heart raced as I heard that, but I didn't know why. 

"I... Erm, help yourself to some cereal," Dimitri said shyly, passing me the box of cereal. I got myself a bowl, milk, and a spoon, and then poured some cereal into the bowl, tipping some milk into the bowl, beginning to eat. 

I ate in silence as Dimitri read the paper, chuckling to himself at the comics. I smiled as I watched him, and I felt all jittery inside. Once I finished eating, I went and washed my bowl, and I heard Dimitri come up behind me. "Do you want a cup of tea?" He asked me, placing his hands on my waist from behind me. 

I spun around and came face to face with him. My blue eyes bore into his soft brown ones, and I realised we were both moving closer to each other. Our lips connected, and what started off as slow and soft became rough and lustful. Dimitri wrapped my legs around his waist and he pressed me against the wall, continuing to kiss me. His hands played with the hem of my shirt, and I tightened my legs around his waist. 

Dimitri began walking upstairs with ease. We got into his bedroom, and he closed the door with his foot, before gently laying me down on his bed. My trousers came off quickly, and so did Dimitri's. He straddled me, bending down again to kiss me again. His tongue roamed my mouth as he pulled off my button down shirt. 

Dimitri pulled away for a moment and looked into my eyes as we caught our breath. "Are we really going to do this?" I asked. 

"Not if you don't want to, baby."

"No, no, I do. It's just... I've not done this before," I admitted, looking down. 

Dimitri placed a finger under my chin and made me look up at him. "Don't worry. I'll look after you."

**Smut begins**

Dimitri ran his tongue along my jawline, making me moan, grasping Dimitri's hair. His tongue moved down along my torso, and down to my crotch. "Dimitri..." I breathed as he took me in his mouth. 

I moaned as his talented mouth moved around me, and I grasped the bed-sheets in my hands. He moved backwards and forwards, and his muscles tensed and un-tensed, slightly glistening with sweat. He moved his hands up, grabbing my ankles, putting them onto his shoulders so I could rest them. 

The pleasure within me intensified, and I felt hot all over. "Dimitri, I'm going to..."

I thought he would've stopped but he continued on, using his tongue to lick and suck and whatever else. I came into his mouth, and he swallowed it down, before moving back up to my neck, kissing and biting my skin again. "Are you ready?" He whispered in my ear, making me shiver with delight. 

I nodded my head, but tangled my fingers in his hair, pulling him down towards me. "You have no idea how long I've waited for this... For you..." I whispered. 

"And vice versa. I love you so much, Charlie, I truly do."

"I love you too." 

Dimitri smiled at me softly before he moved his hand down across my skin, before preparing me for what was about to come (pun not intended). Eventually he slowly entered me, and looked down at me. "Is that okay?" I nodded. It was rather uncomfortable and a bit sore, but it wasn't as bad as I thought it'd be. Dimitri moved slowly inside me, giving me a chance to get used to it. "Just tell me at any stage if you want me to stop, okay?"

I nodded again. "Thank you."

"You're supposed to say that afterwards," Dimitri joked, winking at me. 

"No," I laughed, "I mean, for being so patient."

"I've been patient with you since I first saw you-" I winced at that "-And you have no idea how much I've wanted you ever since that moment... I want this to be good for you as well, and not just myself."

I smiled up at Dimitri and he mirrored my expression, before rocking his hips a little bit faster. Eventually there wasn't any trace of discomfort, and it was immensely enjoyable. Dimitri's hands travelled over my body, and my legs were once again around his waist. 

I had waited so long for him, I had gone through disappointment and embarrassment whenever we got close to something like that, but that was the real deal... I was really sleeping with Dimitri. We were both groaning loudly, and Dimitri was saying something under his breath in Russian, which turned me on even more. 

His brown hair fell into his face, and I reached up and moved it behind his ear. He smiled down at me and I smiled back up at him, enjoying our special moment. We climaxed at the same time, and once Dimitri pulled out of me, he curled up beside me on the small bed. 

"That wasn't as hard as I thought it'd be," I commented.

"What?!" Dimitri sounded shocked and a bit hurt as he misunderstood what I was saying.

"No, I mean, like, the bed. I thought it'd be hard on single sized bed but it actually wasn't," I clarified.

"Oh," he sighed. "Yes, I see what you mean." He picked up my hand in his and kissed it softly. "I love you, Charlie."

"I love you too, Dimitri."