My Golden Queen ❤️❤️❤️
#Couple goals #My girlfriend is so beautiful, talented, and smart #Winning together #dear future wife #dear future children your mommy is amazing #I'm so so in love with this woman # I can't help myself #I'll kill anyone and everyone for her

Dimitri posted the photos online on all his social media accounts with all sorts of tags simping for you. This earned mixed reactions from the student body. Many hated you for stealing Dimitri (despite you telling him that nothing is official yet and you still have no labels) while some cheered that you finally had a love life. You are pretty popular due to your outgoing personality so you have a lot of friends who are rooting for you.

Your DM was immediately filled with congratulations and death threats making you sigh. You put down your phone and tried listening in class. Currently, you have French as your foreign language class and you can fairly say that you are shit at it. You thought that learning it would be easy just because you wanted to but you found the French language to be confusing and complex. Like, why do they have so many letters if they're not even gonna use them? You sighed. You barely passed your first quiz in French for some miraculous reason. If you keep failing again you'll be an irregular student.

Fuck. You can't afford to fail. Literally. Education is too expensive for you to be an irreg. You sighed again. You'll need to find a tutor.

Your phone lit up and saw that Dimitri had texted you.

Dimitri the Simp

Need help in French? I can tutor you if you want. 😉

What the fuck... How did he know?

Are you a mind reader now? How did you know?

Prof made us check your section's paper. 😁
Lazy of her. 🙄
I was the one who checked yours. 😘
Lucky for you or else you would have failed. 🥰🥰🥰🥰
I corrected some of your answers just to get you to pass. ☺️ I think I deserve a reward. 🥺🥺

What do you want?

I want to tutor you.

You hesitated. What nefarious plans is he up to this time?

That's not a reward that's a job, darling.

Anytime I spend with you is a reward, beloved. ❤️🥰😘😍

Why does he text like a mom who fills it up with so much emoji?

You're weird.

I prefer the term madly in love with you. 😍😍😍😍😍😍

Stop using so many emojis it's lame.

Okay. 😘
So, what do you say?
Want me to tutor you?

We don't have classes this Saturday. Want to come to my house?

Sure! I'll bring lots of snacks for you.

Thanks. See ya.

🌻

Dimitri hummed a soft tune as he walked to your porch. A sweet smile decorated his lips displaying his excitement to meet you (and kiss you, and hug you, and cuddle with you).  Your house was decorated with lovely flowers grown by your grandmother and they all seem to bloom beautifully as if they celebrate with him.

Well, if he's a flower he would also bloom beautifully to be able to bask in your radiance. These flowers are lucky they, get to be admired by you every day. Somehow that makes him feel a little bit jealous.

Still, the flowers he bought are far prettier. He carried a bouquet in one hand and an assortment of snacks for you in the other just as he promised. Unlike his usual suit-clad self, Dimitri wore something casual today. He had a black flannel shirt underneath a v-neck sweater and a pair of black pants. It was simple but he still hoped to impress you with his charms.

He pressed the doorbell of your home and soon enough you opened the door and came out. His expression brightened after seeing your face and he took out his phone to take photos of you. "Even at home, you remain to be the most beautiful woman."

It was true. You are naturally beautiful but you went an extra mile to make yourself prettier because you have a guest and you can't let anyone see you ugly. For some reason, after going to college you've reached a point in life where you feel the need to always dress to impress. So now you wore a cardigan, spaghetti strap crop top, and a pair of shorts all made out of royal blue silk.

"Well, I can't have you seeing me as the witch that I am. I can't let you be more beautiful than me. Ever." You replied as you welcomed him home.

"That will never happen. I am just a man. I will never compare to a goddess like you."

"You're a simp."

You made him leave his shoes in the foyer and gave him a pair of indoor slippers. You just cleaned the floor so you don't want him trailing his dirty shoes inside the house. You led him to the living room where your grandma was watching TV. Your grandma instantly brightened when she saw Dimitri.

"Are you (Y/n)'s tutor?" Your grandma asked, smiling brightly at Dimitri.

"Yes, it's nice to meet you, ma'am. This is for you." Dimitri handed her the bouquet he held in his left hand. Your grandma brightened at this. "Thank you for raising (Y/n) to be the perfect woman that she is today."

"What a handsome and thoughtful young man. Do you have a girlfriend? Are you into girls? My (Y/n) is single, you should marry her."

"Oh my God, Grandma stop it! Stop match-making me with Dimitri." You faced palmed at your grandma's antics. She usually does this every time she sees a handsome man around your age and needless to say this has caused you embarrassment on multiple occasions.

"(Y/n) you are beautiful but you don't seem interested in boys. I'm afraid that when I die no one is going to take care of you so you need to get married before I die and make great-grandchildren for me. Look at this young man. He is handsome. He looks smart. Marry him."

"Yes, (Y/n) grandma is right. Marry me. You should listen to the elders." 

"Shut up."

"(Y/n), you study here in the living room, okay? I cannot leave you with this young man. You're a thirsty bitch, I don't want you taking advantage of this decent boy. Play nice."

"Grandma, aren't you supposed to play mahjong with Auntie Lulu and the others? I think they're looking for you right now."

"Oh, right I remember!" Your grandma made a fuss about leaving and told you to behave in front of the guest. She left soon enough leaving you alone with your "lover."

"Did grandma really call you a "thirsty bitch?" Now, why would she say that?" Dimitri whispered in your ear, making you jump. He had a sinister smile on his lips making you feel nervous.

"She once caught me kissing a boy I brought during high school and she wouldn't let me forget about it. Plus, there are the incidents during my ovulation period."

"What kind of incidents?"

"Let's hope you never find out." You pat him on the back before telling him to follow you to the sofa. He obliged but not without pestering you with more questions.

"Please provide me with more information. I need an elaborate explanation as to what happens when you ovulate." You were getting annoyed by his intrusive questions. Honestly, the answer is a source of shame for you, and Dimitri's persistence was starting to get on your nerves. Does he think that you sleep around with men every month just to satisfy your sexual cravings so now he's getting jealous? How imprudent of him.

"Tsk." You turned and glared at him. You pushed him on the couch and straddled his hips. This silenced him instantly.

"Am I getting raped?" mused Dimitri.

"I don't like being probed with intrusive questions in my own home. I know you're doing me a favor but don't overstep my boundaries." Thousands of emotions passed through his eyes as he gazed at you. Surprise at your sudden action, fear of having angered you, and... Anticipation of what you'll do next.

"Do you understand, darling?" You pronounced the term of endearment with a mocking tone and you couldn't help but notice how something underneath went stiff.

"I'm sorry, (Y/n). I shouldn't have pestered you with stupid questions. I love you." He has a stupid wide grin on his face making you doubt the sincerity of his apology.

"Good boy. I have a little gift for you." Dimitri perked up at your statement. "Close your eyes and no peeking." He did. He could feel your soft breasts pressed against him and you felt the thing underneath you grow harder.

Dimitri noted something wrapping around his neck and something cold settling against his throat. You told him to open his eyes and when he did you were holding a mirror to show him how beautiful he looked. He lifted his hand and placed it upon the heart-shaped collar wrapped around his throat. It's that kind of collar that tightens when you pull one end leaving him to choke. He admired your gift and accepted it with no protests.

"You've done so much for me. I think you deserve a reward."

You cupped his cheeks before taking his lips with your own and Dimitri was more than happy to reply to your advances. His hands were instantly on your waist caressing your body and exploring anything his hands could touch. He was still respectful to the areas he was forbidden to access but he satisfied himself with what he could roam. Your lips melded together in a soft rhythm of lust and desire. His tongue sought entrance to your orifice and you allowed it. His tongue soon found yours and they danced wild when they touched.

Dimitri devoured you but you made him know that he can only do it because you allow him to. Your fingers latched onto the heart of the collar and you tugged with some force making him choke. This didn't deter him. Instead, he moaned in your kiss which surprised you.

Lately, it seems that your favorite hobby is to tease him. So you moved your hips and grinned against his hard member. This time Dimitri growled wanting to bare his fangs on your neck and mark you as his.

"Moya Lyubov, I do not know how much I can restrain myself if you keep provoking me. Please take responsibility for your actions. You have left me vulnerable... I will not be able to perform what I came to do."

"And what did you come here to do?" You asked. Your voice seductive and your eyes glinted with mischief and provocation.

"To teach you French," he answered.

"Yet we ended up French kissing. Great lesson, professor." Your hands slid within his shirt and your slender fingers slowly trailed his abs. It took everything Dimitri had to keep himself under you. The dominating beast within him wanted to push you down and force himself inside you. He wrestled it, keeping it restrained to keep your affection. To keep you safe.

This reward you give him is too cruel. He isn't sure if you're just playing with him or if you're really going to follow through with your actions. The unknown drives him to the precipice of insanity.

(please don't read beyond this point. Please imagine that after the kiss they just continued studying and you learned French)

(I'm begging you don't read beyond this point.)

(Why are you still reading?! Stop! Pleaseeee!)

(Okay, you asked for it. It's your choice. This is just porn with a bit of plot. Still Canon tho.)

"(Y/n)," he said almost like a plea. You decided to end his torment and climbed down from his lap and on your knees between his thighs. You unbuckled his belt and took out his cock from his boxers. You licked your lips as you admired how big he is. He has both girth and length to satisfy you. Good. Now you wanted to test his endurance and stamina.

You began stroking him. A pleasant sound escaped from his throat almost like a purr. Your eyes met and he was watching you like a predator to its prey but you need to remind him who has the power right now. You are no weak damsel. You are no prey. You are his goddess and he is a pious worshipper.

He almost howled when your mouth wrapped around his shaft. A long line of Russian curses escaped from his lips making you laugh. Your lips began to suck on his tip titillating his sensitive nerves.

A pained expression crossed his face. He was being pulled between heaven and hell. The feeling was divine, the sensation was simply ambrosial but your actions are so sinfully addictive. Your scent, your beauty, and the very feel of you turn him into a sinner. A blasphemous beast that seeks to defile a goddess.

You hollowed your cheeks and took him deeper. Your tongue trailed along his shaft making him bite his lips in arousal. Dimitri kept his eyes on you. The sight of you on your knees pleasuring him with your beautiful lips sent thousands of decadent thoughts through his mind. You are so good. This pleasure is unlike anything he has ever felt before. Dimitri has bedded women before some of them are already professional in sexual activities but you outshine them all. The pleasure you give is like no other. Your service is like the first alm to a starving man. Your talents are comparable to the goddess of lust and sex. You are Aphrodite herself!

You laughed mockingly as you watched Dimitri desperately control himself. You can see in his eyes the unholy things he wanted to do to you. You decided to change your technique. Your fingers wrapped around his base and you squeezed making him growl. The sound was melodious like a compliment to your talents. You devoured him, taking him out of your mouth only to push him in deeper and deeper. Your rhythm was slow and sensual like a punishment invading the deepest depths of his sanity and laying it bare under your mercy. He moaned your name, pronouncing every syllable with undiluted reverence like a priest pronouncing God's name in prayer.

You watched him closely. Every time you explore a certain part of his manhood, you are quick to analyze his reaction. Once you find his weaknesses, you exploit them and use them to tantalize his mind. Your fingers would massage the length of him you couldn't fit in your mouth. You made sure to make him watch as you ate him like ice cream. You used small and delicate strokes of your tongue to stimulate his cock and your methods proved effective. Dimitri is utterly under your spell.

You moaned. His name poured out of your lips and the vibration sent euphoria to his entire being. His fingers intertwined with your hair. He tried to push your head against him but with a simple glare from your eyes, he backed down and allowed you to do what you wanted with his body.

A fellatio is such a powerful move. Many think that the one being sucked was the dominant one because they were the ones being served but truly the one in control is the one who gives. The pleasure of the receiver is entirely dependent on the skill and generosity of the giver. You made sure that Dimitri completely understands this.

His pleasure is your choice. His euphoria is your mercy upon his sinfulness. Based on how he obeys you, you think that he understands it very well.

Good boy.

You prepared yourself and took him deep in your throat, allowing him to cum inside your mouth. His orgasm was intense. His reaction was almost violent but he made sure never to ruffle even a hair on your head. His salty cum flooded your mouth and you stopped yourself from gagging or spitting it out.

Dimitri was panting hard as if he just ran a marathon. He watched you with half-lidded eyes as you straddled him again. Your ass rests against his spent cock which was still twitching with tremors. You lifted your crop top exposing your breasts and your perky nipples. You saw his eyes marveling at your beauty and you gave him a smile. You cupped your hands in front of you before spitting out his load. You made sure to show it to him before rubbing his cum all over your breasts and moaning like a whore. You applied his cum on your breasts like lotion and needless to say, Dimitri loved it; so much so that he is hard again.

"(Y/n), can I fuck you right now?"

"Naughty Dimitri. I just pleasured you and still, you want more. You're getting too ambitious, my darling." You teased him, giggling cutely.

"Moya Lyubov... It's too painful. Please." He begged, the pitiful expression on his face was so arousing to you.

Out there he is powerful. Out there he can dominate everyone who stands in his way. But in here, just the two of you, he is nothing more than your slave. You reveled in your power.

"No." Your answer seems to pierce him like a bullet. He looked at you as if you just pushed him off a cliff and you wanted to laugh but you settled with a smile.

"Then your underwear. May I please have it?"

"I'll allow it." You ordered him to turn while you took off your panties. You've already shown him your breasts and that's giving too much to him already. He'll see you fully once you feel like it.

"Here." You placed your underwear in his hold. Dimitri wrapped the thin fabric around his throbbing cock and began to pleasure himself with it. He was staring intently at your chest and so you gave him the go signal to do what he wanted. Using his free hand, he massaged your boob while his mouth tasted the other. Did he forget that you just massacred his babies on your boobs?

Dimitri hummed with pleasure as he enjoyed the taste of your breasts. The sensation was quite interesting. It was soft and pleasant but also very ticklish. This is the first time that you allowed someone to suck your breasts but you wished you'd done it sooner because it felt so good. You could feel your own arousal pooling between your legs so you began to stroke your aroused clit and moan his name. You are sensitive as you imagined Dimitri's powerful cock plowing your pussy. Once he is inside you, you are sure that he will conquer you and give you pleasure beyond compare.

Pleasuring Dimitri had aroused you beyond your wildest imagination. There are still so many things you want to do to his body but you'll have to put those thoughts on hold. Your climax approached caressing your stomach like a lover. You welcomed it and plunged your fingers inside your pussy as you rode your orgasm. His name poured out of your lips and the sound sent him to his own orgasm.

Dimitri didn't take too long before unloading his cum on your underwear. You were impressed by the sheer volume of his load despite recently depositing his babies in your mouth. Seriously, this man is impressive.

He suddenly grabbed your wrist and lifted it close to his face. It was the hand you used to pleasure yourself and Dimitri used his tongue to lick your wet fingers. It was covered in cum and he seems to enjoy tasting you. You can see the cute pink blush dusting his cheek. He's scary but you love that he can also be this cute when he's with you.

It took him a while but he finished eventually and he seems satisfied with what he did because it also made you blush.

"Are you done?"

"Yes, shall I pleasure you next? Or do you still have plans for me?" You watched as he placed your ruined underwear in a zip lock bag (where did he get that from?) and carefully stored it in his bag as if it were a priceless treasure.

"Nope, this was just a demonstration of your question about what happens when I ovulate. The simple answer: I get so horny I'll do it with any man to satisfy my sexual appetite."

"Should I put you in a cage when you ovulate so that you won't look at any other man?" It was a joke but the dark tone behind it didn't sound like one.

"No, you should just fuck me. But please always use condoms. If you get me pregnant I'd rather kill myself than endure pregnancy. At least not for now."

"Noted. So, shall we begin with our lesson?"

You laughed. He's not seriously prioritizing your education above what just happened between the two of you? You wanted to play with him some more but you remembered that if you don't study now, you'll be an irregular student later so you complied with his lessons.

Dimitri is a surprisingly good teacher. His lessons are easy to understand and he made mnemonics just for you. Within one hour, you can construct sentences and pronounce them with some level of talent. Dimitri worshipped you with praises which boosted your morale and ego. Still, you couldn't hold a candle against him. You just discovered that he can actually speak 20 languages which was really impressive. He said that it was important for his business and when you asked for details about his work, he avoided the conversation.

"Dimitri, you're doing organized crime, aren't you?" You concluded after he evaded your questions. "Do you sell drugs, that's why you don't talk to me about it?" He chuckled and patted your head.

"I don't sell drugs, my love. I kill the drug lords. I'm an assassin and I hire killers worldwide to help me with my business. But don't worry though I only kill "bad guys" and other necessary sacrifices all for the greater good. My goal is to make the world safer for you to live in."

"I think you've been playing too much Assassin's Creed. But it's fine. I won't probe you if you don't want to talk about it. As long as you promise me that it's not drugs or something I'll be okay with what you do. Even if you murder people for a living I won't hold it against you. After all, death is a kind of mercy." Your statement seemed to surprise him but Dimitri was quick to maintain his composure and regard you with a fond gaze. He admired you as you wrote notes. So, you're willing to accept a killer like him.

"(Y/n), what do you think of death? Are you afraid of it?" He suddenly asked.

"No. I've come to terms with the fact that I am going to die one day but that day is not today nor tomorrow. But when it does come to claim me, I will accept it. After all, we all belong to the god of death in the end. I want to live a full life so once they come, I'll be able to tell them a good story." He doesn't know why but Dimitri seems to fall deeper in love with you because of what you just said.

"You're a strange woman, (Y/n). But, I love you more for it."

"So, while we're still asking each other intrusive questions, I want to ask you why you fell in love with me?"

That was an interesting question which is difficult to answer. If Dimitri were to enumerate every aspect that made him fall in love with you he might not finish till next year. If he were only to tell you about the physical aspects that he loves, you might think that he's only after your body. And if he does answer your question truthfully, he will reveal how much he actually stalks you which gives the risk of driving you away. He'll have to choose being vague.

"Hmm... I guess because you're unlike any other girl."

You laughed at his boring answer. It was so typical. So cliché. "But Dimitri, I'm just like the other girls. I'm vain, I like make-up and dress-up, and I like gossip. Please don't tell me that I'm not like the other girls, because other girls are beautiful. Other girls are smart. Other girls are emphatic. Other girls are talented. I'm just like other girls."

"My apologies then, I love you, I think, because I chose you and I will choose you every day of my life."

"Now that's a better answer. Should we kiss?"

"(Y/n), there's a duffle bag in the trunk of my car. Inside it, there are five kinds of guns. Ammo is stored in the pockets. Choose one and shoot me if I ever say no to that question."

You giggled before throwing your weight at him and connecting your lips. Dimitri licked your bottom lip before caressing it between his lips. You were straddling him on the sofa because he seemed to like having you on his lap.

You were about to moan his name when he suddenly stopped and he moved his right hand to catch something behind you.

In your intimacy, you didn't hear your grandmother coming in and seeing what you were doing with your tutor. She immediately grabbed a flip-flop and threw it at your head. It would have been a clean headshot if Dimitri hadn't caught it in time. He saw your grandma moving to hit you with her hand so he immediately twisted his body so that you are kept safe in his arms. He received the slap instead.

"Grandma, please don't hurt (Y/n)! I love her! Hurt me but don't hurt my baby!" He pleaded, cradling you protectively in his chest.

Your grandma looked incredulous. What kind of black magic did you use to ensnare this young man, who is out of your league, and turn him into a loyal loving partner?

"(Y/n), you devious siren! You are slutty wench. What did I say about not sexually harassing the guest?"

"It was consensual."

"He is wearing a collar like a dog!"

"He likes it." "I like it." You answered in unison.

Your grandma sighed in defeat. "This is giving me a headache. I'll prepare dinner. Dimitri, stay to eat. We'll talk about your marriage at the dinner table."

"Yes, ma'am."

"I'm not getting married! I'm just 22."

"So what? I was pregnant when I was 16. My husband was 44. You have it good."

"Eww." You said.

"(Y/n) take a bath. You smell like a brothel."

"Grandma, how would you know what a brothel smells like?"

"I used to run one." She said it with such seriousness that you didn't know if she was joking or telling the truth.

"Grandma is a weird one. So that's where you got your weirdness from." Dimitri still had you in his hold. One arm is wrapped around your waist while another rests above your head. It was sweet and the feeling currently bubbling in your chest is wild.

It might not be so bad to fall in love with him.

Author's Note:

This is just a fraction of my power. If you think this is hot, wait till you see what I have in mind. Dimitri never stood a chance.