Author's Notes:

There's a lot of deliciously filthy smut in this story. If you are easily offended, uncomfortable, or too young, you should have already turned away before now.

Chapter 7 is another really long chapter, so it'll probably be at least 3 parts, maybe 4.

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After Dimitri and Rose finally managed to drag themselves out of bed, Dimitri grabbed his own clothes, pulled on his underwear, and then walked over to where Rose's costume and panties lay on the floor. Because of the shape of her costume, Rose hadn't worn any other undergarments, so the pile was only her panties, her dress, and her wings. He lifted up the tiny gauzy transparent white panties and held them in the air, saying to her, "Roza, I sort of wish I'd seen you wearing these earlier."

"You can see me wearing them now," she said, extending her hand for them.

"No," Dimitri chuckled, slipping them into his pants pocket before sliding them on, "I'll be sad enough seeing your beautiful body covered up after enjoying it all night. I think I like the idea of knowing that you have nothing on underneath that skirt too much." Dimitri threw Rose the dress.

"Alright, Comrade," said Rose, slipping the dress on over her head, "But if you're going to play it that way, I want a t-shirt to put over my costume."

"Do you really think I walk around carrying a spare t-shirt when I come to parties?"

"No," she said, "but I could take that undershirt. And I'd put money down that you have a gym bag in your car."

"I actually do," Dimitri told Rose as he finished pulling up his socks, "Which would you prefer?"

"Is the one in your gym bag clean, or did you wear it?"

"It's clean. I was planning to go early this morning."

"Then I want the undershirt. It'll smell like you."

Dimitri tossed Rose the undershirt and began to to fasten the buttons on his outer shirt around himself. Rose sighed as she watched Dimitri's sculpted abs disappear from view, then quickly pulled the undershirt over her head. "Are you ready to go?" Dimitri asked, quickly firing off a text to Adrian about where to find the room key.

Rose scooped up her wings into her hands and nodded, and Dimitri opened the bedroom door.

"I'm assuming you didn't bring a car to the party that we need to take anywhere?"

"Nope, Comrade," Rose said, "After Lissa's parents died, my parents were super-skeptical about giving either of us a car. They told us we wouldn't get one until we 'learned responsibility'." Rose used air quotes at the end.

"So getting detention for the rest of the semester on the first day of school was your way of showing them that you're responsible, Roza?" Dimitri asked her with a lop-sided grin as he opened the door and motioned for her to leave with him, pulling the keys out of his pants pocket.

Rose shrugged. "My parents are largely pretty absent from our lives. I'm honestly not even sure they know about the detentions. But sometimes my temper gets the better of me. And sometimes, things happen and life just sucks. I try to play jokes and things to keep life fun. It's better than doing something crazy and destructive to let off some steam."

"Did something happen that day?" he asked, grabbing his coat - a leather duster jacket - from the entryway closet and handing Rose her own black leather jacket.

"That's the day Adrian broke things off," Rose answered as she pulled her coat on and they walked out the door to frat house towards Dimitri's car.

Dimitri stopped walking. "Wait," he said, "That's the day we met. And the day you first flirted with me. Am I just your rebound guy?"

Rose found the idea so ridiculous she didn't respond and just kept walking, unaware that Dimitri had stopped.

Dimitri suddenly found himself fuming "I said, Rose, am I your fucking rebound? From Adrian? Was this all just some tiny bit of fun to help you 'keep life fun'? Because my grebanyy cousin is who you really want to be with? Did I just decide to risk my career so that I can help you get over someone else?"

Rose turned to look at Dimitri with a stunned look and unshed tears in her eyes and walked to him. "No! No, Dimitri! No! Don't ever think that!"

"Then what am I to you?" he asked, looking her in the eye and cupping both sides of her face with his hands.

"Honestly?" Rose asked.

"Honestly," Dimitri replied.

"I've never felt this way about anyone before and I can't even really explain it. I think I'm falling in love with you, Dimitri! And it scares the shit out of me, Dimitri, okay?! I know it sounds stupid because we barely know each other and we only really just met a few months ago, but -" Dimitri crushed his lips to Rose's.

After he broke the kiss, Dimitri said, "I feel the same way, Roza!"

Rose smiled and gave a small laugh, saying, "I know."

Dimitri looked perplexed. "What do you mean, you know?"

"You told me last night. I think you talk in your sleep, Comrade."

"Der'mo, I'm going to have to learn to get a handle on that."

Rose giggled at that as she gave Dimitri a peck on the lips, turning to walk towards the car again. "If it makes you feel better, Comrade, I said it first."

Dimitri opened the car door and began to walk around to the driver's side, saying, "While we were both conscious."

"And while you were unconscious," she said, as he sat in the driver's seat and the engine roared to life, some eighties hair band immediately blasting on the radio.

"You did?" Dimitri asked.

"I waited until I was sure you were asleep to say it." Dimitri reached out and gave Rose's leg a gentle squeeze, then pulled out of the parking lot.

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