Disclaimers:

There is a LOT of mature sexual content in this story. It's not just smut, but the story doesn't really hold together well without it. If possible, I'll try to label and separate mature content, at least at the chapter level, though. If you are uncomfortable with such things or just aren't going to be a grown-up about it, don't read it. Suggested age range is 18+, please.

Not familiar with Vampire Academy?  No problem.  This story is fan fiction, but it's set in an all-human world. If you're not familiar with Vampire Academy and I've done my job well, you might still find this an interesting story.  Don't believe me?  Fifty Shades of Grey is Twilight fan fiction.  (Did I just blow your mind?)

I don't own Vampire Academy.  Never have, never will, unless I somehow manage to win the lottery and decide that's how I'm going to spend my money (probably would rather spend it on other stuff, though).  I've certainly changed them up a bit, but these characters, their appearances, some of their roles in each other's lives, and the school name are not my creation.  

I'm going to be separating chapters.  I originally wrote the first 11 chapters of this story on another site and they were all massive (chapter 1 is nearly 7500 words).  Wattpad recommends much smaller chapter sizes (1000-2000 words), so I'm going to break them up until I'm tired of doing so or until I catch up.

Much of this story hasn't been proofread and is unedited by anyone other than me on my initial pass after writing.  I wrote the first three chapters (which is roughly twenty thousand words) in about four days in 2019.  You'll likely find typos, spelling issues, missing punctuation, and all other sorts of strangeness in places.  If you see a mistake, let me know and I'll be happy to correct it.

There will be a few other romantic couplings for our main characters at the very beginning.  For those of you who love Romitri and can't stand to see other pairings, buckle up and settle in.  Those two are definitely my go-to ship in this cast of characters, and this will definitely be a Romitri love story, but there's a few other people they'll be paired up with in the first little bit.

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Other stuff to mention:

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Here's a little mature scene sampler to see what's in store for you:

All of a sudden, Adrian's mouth was on my bare nipple and I lost all words coming out of my mouth and all conscious train of thought to the warmth, softness, and dampness of his mouth. I hadn't even noticed that he had pulled the cup of my bra down.

"You worry too much, baby," Adrian murmured against my skin, laying me down so that he was beside me on the bed. I couldn't help myself and found myself working on the buckle of his pants.

Adrian began to thread his fingers into the waistband of my panties, sliding them down my legs. As he reached my ankles, I kicked them off and his hand slid back up my leg, finding its way to my warm center. "Oh, God, baby," he said, sliding a finger along my opening, "You're so wet for me."

I tugged the belt open and began to work on his button and zipper, moaning at the feel of his finger teasing at me.

Thankfully, Adrian was going commando again, so once the zipper was down, Little Adrian - though there really wasn't anything 'little' about him - was springing out ready for me. "It looks like I'm not the only one who's turned on," I teased, running my hand against his length and stroking gently.

"Rose," he said, "the things you do to me. You've always turned me on. I can't even count the times I've ended up stroking off thinking of you when I've been alone in my bed."

Suddenly, my mind flashed to what I had told Mr. Belikov that first night in detention: "It may not be your name, but until you tell me your first name, I need something to call you. Especially when I'm thinking of you later. Alone. In my bed." And, boy, had I. God, I couldn't stop thinking of this gorgeous Russian god.

I wondered ... Could I? "Baby," I said, "how do you feel about a little role play tonight?"

"Kinky. What'd you have in mind, little vixen?" he asked with a grin.

I grinned back as I said, "What if we pretend we're other people? Like maybe we're strangers who just met randomly on the street? Maybe I could call you ..." I tried to make it sound like I was reaching for an imaginary name, but I knew exactly what I had in mind. I knew Mr. Belikov's first name started with a 'D' but I had no idea what it was. "Maybe I could call you Dominic or David? Or maybe just something like 'Comrade' - like I don't even know your name? And you could call me ..."

"How about I call you Sage?" he asked, suddenly, "I think I might like that. Sage."

"I like that ... Comrade," I breathed in Adrian's ear, suddenly imagining his hands and body were Mr. Belikov's. I stroked at his hard cock with renewed fervor, imagining Mr. Belikov lying beside me, with 'Mr. Belikov's' fingers teasing my soaking wet center. This might be the hottest sex Adrian and I had ever had.