WARNING!  The following chapter contains heavy scenes of Smut between Celena and Roman.  No one under 18 allowed.  Plus, I have GIFS that contains scenes of smut, but no nudity or vivid sex is shown, but it gives you the hot ideas.  You've been warned, so please don't report me cause of these gifs.  :D :P

(Celena's outfit for the night ^^^^)

Celena sat at her window as she watches the storm increase outside. What started with a downpour, turned into a flooding storm. The power was knocked out through out half of the town. Viktor came home when Celena did and joined Destiny, helping her gather more stuff for her stash. Peter was at home. Matt has been spending time with Letha. She knew Matt liked her. Letha was nice. And she liked Matt as well. Celena knew Matt will always protect Letha...even the baby.  

After she left Roman's, she went to grab some take out and got soaked.  She changed her clothes as soon as she got home and at her dinner while watching tv...till the power cut off on her.  She lit up some candles so she wouldn't be stuck in the dark.  Destiny offered for her to join the trip but Celena turned her down.  

Honestly, she rather be with Peter or Roman, but Celena was home alone and bored as shit. After the fight with Peter, she didn't want to talk to him for a while. It's still clueless where their relationship is going. Neither of them still have not made any confessions and Celena's relationship with Roman continues to grow. Since that night when they shared that kiss at the banquet, Celena's mind and emotions have been one big roller coaster. But, deep in her heart, it felt right, yet it wasn't. Only because she felt like she was cheating on Peter, that's how she was taught. Only be one lover to one man. But, why was something telling her that they both belong with her.

She sighs and looks out the window and frowns when she sees a dark figure standing in front of the building. Drenched from the storm. She wipes the foggy window to see the figure clearer, and to her surprise, it was Roman. Just standing there like a statue. She gets up and grabs her jacket, throwing her hood over her head as she runs outside to stand in front of him.

"Roman?" She watches in concern, noticing his broken look.

"There's no light!" He shouts over the pouring rain.

"Yeah, the whole neighborhood's dark." She frowns, he looked high and confused. "Uh, are you all right?"

He looks down at her, rain running down his face, the image of her at the banquet filled his mind, seeing the two of them kissing. Feeling her lips against his. Her touch. Her touch drove away his demons.

"They're gone." He smiles at her touch, her fingers gently rubbing his temple. "Thank fuck they're gone."

His voice echoes in his memories. How did her touch drive away those horrible whispers. He needed her touch. He needed her, but something inside him scared him, something that could be dangerous. And he cared about Celena, he didn't want anything to harm her. Not even himself.

"It's just rain!" He shouts again at the rain as it holds his hands out, feeling the rain fall into his palms.

Celena became more concern with him, "Roman, maybe you better come inside." She gently takes his hand in hers. Roman sighs softly, savoring the feel of her soft skin against his.

But, he shouldn't stay. He shouldn't, but something...something inside him was telling him to stay.

"I should go." Roman shakes his head and turns, but Celena holds on to his hand. Holding him in his place.

"No, I don't think it's a good idea for you to be driving. It's raining and dangerous on the road. I heard on the radio that most of the roads are blocked from falling trees. And you're shivering." Celena says as she feels his skin tremble and sees his lips shaking.

Gently, Celena pulls Roman, and like a zombie, he follows her into the loft. As soon as she shuts the door, she could her his teeth chattering. She helps him out of his coat and guides him to the bathroom.

"Go take a hot shower. I'll find you some clothes." She pushes him inside and goes to search for something he could wear.

Roman stood under the hot spray, watching the water swirl down the drain. Relating how his life feels like that right now. Everything is just turning into shit. He felt everyone is against him. Everyone is lying to him. He felt, though, the only person he could count on now......was Celena.

Celena carefully creeps into the bathroom, averting her eyes towards the shower, and places some clothes on the toilet seat cover.

"Roman? I found a robe you can borrow. I placed it on the toilet, ok?" Celena calls out.

Roman continues to look at the drain, lost in a trance as he hears the voices whispering again in his mind. What were they saying? It's too hard to understand.

"Roman?" Celena calls out again, snapping him out of his thoughts.

"I'm ok. Thanks." He mutters softly as he begins to wash himself.

Celena sighs softly and moves to walk out of the bathroom with his wet clothes. She sat on her bed as she waits for Roman. Watching his clothes dry near the battery operated heater. She changed into a night shirt after her clothes were soaked from the rain.

About 10 minutes later, he emerges from the bathroom, dressed in the robe Celena gave him and his briefs. The robe was way too short for his height.

She tries to hide her smile, but fails, "I'm sorry I don't have anything suitable. But, at least you got the legs for it." Roman didn't laugh nor smile, he still looked broken as before, "Sorry." Celena mutters.

Celena's smile drops and she gets up to help Roman to sit down, "Hey, what's wrong?"

Roman's lip begin to tremble and, suddenly, he covers his face, breaking into a fit of sobs. Celena jumps in concern and rubs his back and shoulders in comfort.

"Roman. My god, what happened? It's okay. It's okay." She stands up to hold him close in her arms. Cradling his head against her chest and running her fingers through his hair. Roman needed this. He needed someone to just hold him. He startled her by wrapping his long arms around her tiny body and holds on to her tightly as he cries against her. She held him till his crying finally ceases. She slowly lets go of him and sits back down to look up into his eyes better. He looked so heartbroken. Tears trailed down his cheeks.

"I should go." He whispers.

"You're not in the right condition to leave. Maybe you should stay here. Till you feel better. I don't think you should be alone right now." Celena says, then reaches up and caresses his cheek, wiping away his tears. "Talk to me. What happened?"

Roman reaches up and takes her hand, pressing his face against her palm and sighs softly in comfort, "Why do you always chase the demons away?" He whispers.

Celena smiles softly, "I guess I'm the Angel that's been sent to fight them off."

Roman finally let's out a laugh, a sad one, but still a laugh.

She sighs as the laughter dies down and looks at his bandaged chest. She could see he's been keeping it clean. She still didn't understand why he did it in the first place.

She takes her hand back from Roman's cheek and places it over his chest. She closes her eyes and calls forth her powers.

Roman frowns when he hears soft rumbling, but looks down as he feels something. His chest. It stopped hurting. His cut. He begins to remove the bandages and watches in shock as his long deep cut begins to fill with new flesh and muscle. He looks at Celena, her nose begins to drip blood. He grabs a cloth and presses it against her nose once she opens her eyes and his cut was fully healed.

"How did you do that?" He asks in shock.

Celena wipes away the blood as her noses stops bleeding, "One of the many benefits of the power." She sniffles and sighs as she places the cloth in the nearest waste basket.

Celena looks back into his eyes and rubs her thumb against his soft cheek.

"Will you tell me what's upsetting you?"

Roman looks down in sadness and shame. She never saw this side of him before.

"I'm ugly." Roman mumbles sadly.

Celena scrunches her brows in confusion, "What?"

"I'm an ugly person." He says softly, so much sadness in those words. Celena had a feeling he wasn't talking about vanity.

She sighs softly, "Oh, Roman."

"I have an ugliness it's impossible to love." He whispers.

Celena takes his face in both of her hands, forcing him to look at her.

"I don't know what mirror you've been using, but you're not ugly. Inside nor outside. You're...." She stops and smiles softly. "You're an angel trapped in an ugly world. You're a beautiful person who is being poisoned by all this negativity that people are throwing at you. You need someone to show you the light in this dark world. Believe me. You are capable of love."

Roman looks into her eyes. Those beautiful blue eyes he fell for when he first saw her. He could see light. Inside of her. She was his light. His sun. His...his moonlight. Guiding him.

"You're so beautiful." He whispers.

Celena couldn't help, but blush. She lets go of him, but leaves one hand to trace her fingers over his cheek, his jawline, his lips.

As if they were caught in a trance, they begin to lean closer to each other, eyeing each other's lips. Roman leans down to meet her height, turning his head sideways and meets her lips with his own.

Across town, into woods, at the Rumancek trailer, Peter grunts as he grips his chest. It wasn't pain he was feeling. His chest felt warm. Content. Something was telling him something happened. A higher force sending him a sign. A sign that's saying...a destiny has Fallen into place. A beginning. But Peter didn't know what, but it involved him.

Celena inhales sharply at the feel of the kiss. She felt this same feeling when she first kissed Peter. The same power it carried. More than lust. More than love. It was so much more. But, softer. Roman felt like everything was being lifted out of his body. All the anger. All the hate. Everything that made him what he was before he met Celena. She gave him what other girls couldn't. Content. When he opens his mouth to take her kiss deeper, his tongue meeting hers, it felt like heaven's light shined on him for the first time.  Thunder and lightening roars outside the window, the rain continued it's harsh fall.  As if it was meeting the thundering pounds of their heartbeats. 

Once the kiss broke, they pull away to look into each other's eyes. Revelation and passion filling their eyes. Roman couldn't fight this feeling anymore. He needed her and he could see that she needed him as well. Why fight anymore? He stands before her, pulling her to her feet and slams his lips back on hers for a deeper, passionate kiss. Gripping her hair in one hand as he kisses her deeply, shoving the robe off his body with the other hand to stand half-naked. Yanking her closer to his body. Moaning softly against her lips at the feel of her tiny figure.

Celena gasps in surprise and moans against his lips, feeling him pushing her backwards till they hit the wall. His tongue touching hers. The feeling set both of them to heaven. Roman lifts her in the air and feels her wrap her legs around his waist. He holds her close to his body, feeling her wet panties against his skin. The feel of her was driving him crazy. He catches the pullout bed at the corner of his eye and yanks her off the wall to place her on the bed. She gasps softly as he yanks her gown off, exposing her body to his eyes. Her beautiful figure, her tits ripe for sucking. Her tiny little tummy. But, he wanted to see more. He reaches to hook her panties with his fingers and yanks them down her legs and throws them out of his way. Not caring where there went.

Roman licks his lips at the sight of her. Her beautiful pu**y, no hair. She grooms herself, he could see it. And he loved it. He always hated munching on bushes. Celena was perfect. He runs his fingers through his damp hair, catching the sight of himself in a mirror that hanged on the wall above the bed. It was a sight that scared him and angered him at the same time.

But, seeing Celena, that changed. Her with him in his reflection, he loved it. He looks down at her in awe and spreads her legs wide. She moans erotically as he dives in between her legs, feasting on her flesh, her wet womanhood and sucking gently on her clit. Roman moans around her at the taste of her. She tasted just like he imagined. Cherries. Cherries and cream. She moans and digs her nails into his hair, holding his head in place. He slides his hands up her body and gropes her breasts. Caressing her skin as he feasts.

She lets out a small whisper and whimpers softly when he removes his mouth, but trails his lips up her body, kissing every inch of her body.

But, once he makes it back to her lips, he grunts when she pushes him back on his knees and sits up with him.

"My turn." She's whispers in a sexy voice and runs her fingers down his body and pulls off his briefs, freeing his long hard c**k.

Roman pants in desire as he feels her soft lips trail down his body, her tongue flicking at each sensitive spot. His eyes slowly close and his head rolls backwards when she slowly takes him into her mouth. He moans as her lips wrap around his tip and sucks him gently. Her mouth was so much more than the whores of his past. They never could give him what he wanted. Never could give him the pleasure he craved. He always had to give it to himself. Give himself a boost. He lets out a long groan when she takes him deeper, gripping her hair in his hands.

She pulls back and let's him go with a wet pop and gasps when he pulls her up and pushes her to lie back. He pulls her legs apart again, but stops when the whispering begins again. The dark feeling creeping up on him again. But, Celena grabs his hand again and pulls him to lie on top of her.

"Don't worry about condoms. I'm protected." She gives him gentle smile.

Just like that, the voices, the feeling was gone and the feeling of hot passion rushes back inside him. Breathing heavily, Roman licks his lips, tasting the leftover wetness of her on his lips. Fuel to his fire. He reaches between them and slides deep inside her, watching her cry out in passion. She grips his back, digging her nails into this flesh and shouts when he thrusts inside her.

Roman moans with her at every thrust, crying out with her as he fucks her over and over, deeper. His body trembles at the feel of her hands over his skin, her nails digging into his ass as she pulls him closer to go deeper inside. the pullout scraping on the floor, thudding against the wall at every thrust he gave her.  He buries his face into her neck, moaning against her skin.  Celena moans as she moves her hips with his, falling into his rhythm.  Roman kisses his way up to meet her lips, swallowing her moans as he kisses her deeply. 

"Oh, God, you feel so good." Roman moans and grunts in surprise when Celena shoves him off her and forces him on his back.  But, when she slides herself back on him, he wasn't complaining.  He grunts as she places his arms above his head and begins to ride him.  He smirks to himself, thinking how right he was when he first saw her.  She was into kink.

Celena moans erotically as she takes him in and out at a nice even pace, arching her body as she feels him lift himself to go deeper.  Roman couldn't stop himself from touching her body.  He holds on to her hips and helps her move at a better rhythm.  Roman grits his teeth as he forces his body to hold off the orgasm.  He didn't want it to end too quickly.  But, the feeling of her wrapped around him.  It was driving him nuts.  Especially, when she leans down to kiss him as she rode him, the feel of her hard nips scraping against his chest. Flesh against flesh.  He always hated condoms.

"Oh, God, I can't take it." Celena whimpers. 

Roman grunts as he rolls over to be back on top of her.  He spreads her legs wide and slowly slides back inside.  Lifting his upper body up as he takes her again.  She moans and cries out, gripping on to his arms.  Holding on to him for support. 

"Ah, fuck!" He moans. "Celena!"

"Roman!" Celena cries out as the orgasm draws closer.

Roman moves faster, falling on top of her, wrapping his arms around her, gripping her hair tightly as he feels his balls tightening.

"Fuck!" He shouts as he climaxes hard, feeling her join him, pulsing all around him. Celena cries out as she feels him fill her deeply. 

He holds her tightly as they slowly come down from their high. Both panting, holding each other's sweaty bodies. Roman sighs and lifts his head, seeing his reflection in the mirror. His face red, his breathing coming out in hard pants. The glassy look in his eyes. He felt...so fucking good!

He sighs as he feels the darkness fade. With Celena with him, she was his shield against the darkness.

He looks down at her and runs his fingers down her face, tracing every inch of her beauty. Celena smiles and laughs, his fingers tickled her. Roman smiles and brushes his knuckles against her cheek.

His heart was filling with a new emotion he never felt before...love. It was love. Even though, he knew she was with Peter, he wanted her, still. But, he didn't say anything. It wasn't the right time to declare his love to her.

After a while, they just laid there in bed. Roman was calming a little, but still upset. He rested his head on her stomach and she ran her fingers through this hair. It felt so nice. When he fucks women, it's over and done with and they part their ways. This was a feeling he never explored before. He smiles unconsciously, just thinking about how good it can be with her. But, soon, Roman began to remember why he was here in the first place. So, his smile was gone and his determination reemerge.

"I have to go." He says softly.

"Why?" She asks.

"Remember the fight earlier with Peter and Matt?" Roman asks, bitterly as he gets off her to check his clothes. Finally, they were dry enough to wear again.

Celena drags her fingers through her hair and sits up, clutching the blankets against her.

"Unfortunately." She sighs, still angry at Peter for pushing her away.

"Peter wouldn't listen earlier. I found a lead." He says as he starts getting dressed. "There's something going on at the White Tower. That Doctor from Fish and Game who's been digging around about Peter? Dr. Clementine Chasseur?" Roman asks if she remembers.

Celena inhales sharply at that name. Remembering how she hounded her several times.

"I don't trust her." Celena mutters as she gets up and slides her panties back on.

"Well, she knows things that we don't. Apparently, there's a special 'project' at one of the labs. 'Project Ouroboros'." Roman states.

Celena freezes as she puts a new shirt, the slowly puts it on, "Why does that always popup around us?" Flashbacks of the dreams she's been having fills her head.

Roman shakes his head, "I don't know, but I'm gonna find out."

"You mean, 'We're' gonna find out." Celena declares as she stands dressed with him.

"Celena, it might be dangerous. " Roman protests.

Celena scoffs a laugh out, "And that's what makes it fun. You might have your voodoo stare, but can it stop a bullet hitting between your eyes? Nope. I can though. Now come on!" She grabs him by his jacket collar and yanks him out the door with her. Heading off to their adventure.