Good news for me, maybe some bad news for you guys. I have a job and starting soon. So I am not sure how much I can still write. But you know me, I first write the entire story before I upload, so when I do start a new story, you know I will finish it.

I will be publishing a few one shots under this story line. The first one some of you might already have seen. It was published in the VA10thanniversary project Valentines'day special. They have just released the mothers'day special and I will be contributing to the father's day special and will also upload that story here. I also have some ideas for original one-shots that I will post under this story.

Valentine's Day. I had always hated it. I thought it was a stupid occasion. If you loved someone you didn't need one day a year to tell them that. But maybe I was bitter. Normally people were bitter because they wouldn't get anything from anyone on Valentine's day. I was the opposite. I had had so many admirers claim their undying love for me that I had become desensitized. This year had been no different. There had been an actual pile of stuff in front of our dorm room. Other guardians on Lissa's detail had looked at me annoyed. Even if the majority of the packages were for me, it was still a security nightmare and they had to sort out every parcel to make sure it was safe. Although I think I made it up to them when I told them they could have any chocolate they found.

But this year I was also a little excited. I had someone to spend Valentine's Day with.

Dimitri and Christian would be coming over and one of the guardians on Lissa's detail had offered to take Dimitri's shift from Christian so he could have the night off with me.

I had a surprise for him. My Russian vocabulary mostly consisted of profanities that I had picked up from a reluctant Dimitri, but now I was taking Russian language and literature. Lissa and I had an arrangement. Because she was putting me through four years of political science I was allowed to pick the electives. Lissa already had Russian at St. Vladimir's and said she wouldn't mind a little refresher course, also it meant her workload for the semester was lighter. She was enjoying the literature part though. Although there was some overlap between Moroi literature and human literature she was enjoying reading some classic human Russian books.

I was taking the course so I could surprise Dimitri with a full sentence at Valentine's Day next week.

The morning of the big day I was nervous. I had been rehearsing my sentence all week. I had even asked the teacher to help me with my pronunciation. I explained I had a Russian boyfriend and he seemed amused by that. It also meant I had to supplement some of my words for more decent ones and would have to translate them later on google. I couldn't very well ask my teacher to translate how I wanted to ride him like a cowboy all night.

Lissa was being giddy beside me and I shared a look with one of the other guardians on her detail. He just rolled his eyes. I was glad the bond was broken because I would have surely gone insane. She had a whole romantic dinner planned for the two of them. I knew Sparky wasn't much of a romantic but he was a surprisingly good gift giver. Lissa had more money than God and always preferred the more thoughtful presents. I suppose Christian had gotten her something instead of organizing a dinner. I thought the tasks were very well divided. Lissa was a terrible gift giver, but loved to organize these things, she had even asked if she could help me. But I declined. One look at her handy work and Dimitri would have known it had come from her instead of me.

Together we walked to our Russian class in the morning. We had two more classes today and then the afternoon off to prepare and in the evening the boys would meet us.

We sat down in the seats and opened our books to the page we had left off the last time. A few moments later we were met with our teacher.

"Good morning everyone, Today we have a real treat for you. We have a guest lecturer from Russia who will be teaching you some Russian history."

I nearly slid down my seat. One because I was very shocked at who walked in and two because I could already feel my nether regions becoming moist at the sight of him. In a minute or two, I swear there would be an actual waterfall running down my legs.

Before me stood my Russian God.

"Please welcome: Dimitri Belikov."

He looked different. Although I would recognize him anywhere, I did see a distinct change in his appearance. He wasn't wearing his signature duster, which threw me off a bit. He wore that thing everywhere. He was wearing a nice pair of jeans and a tight knitted- sweater with a V-neck which tapered nicely at his hips, accenting his broad shoulders. He had his hair tight back in a tail at the nape of his neck with only a few strands framing his face. He tucked one of them behind his ear. Now I love my man. I love how he looks in any clothes and out of them, but this was a new for me. Because the hottest thing I had ever seen him wear wasn't his clothes, no, it was the hot nerd glasses on his face. Think black rimmed glasses frames his eyes perfectly. I had never been one to go for the nerdy type. But maybe because I had never seen anyone look so good wearing glasses before. It did things to me.

My breath hitched in my chest and I saw Dimitri's eyes land on me. He took in my surprised appearance and I saw a small smile tug at his lips. I also heard several other female students in the classroom gasping and talking amongst themselves. I actually saw one of them fan herself with her notepad.

Dimitri started talking about Russia, about its history, about the buildings and I was lost in his story. The way he talked about the stories behind the buildings. I could have listened to them all day. At the end there was time for questions and I saw a lot of the female body raise their hands. I doubt they had ever paid that much attention before. He answered each question dutifully. He occasionally looked towards me. I couldn't think of any questions to ask him. I was using all my will power not to drool. At the end of the class Dimitri bid everyone goodbye and I heard actual noises of disappointment coming from the crowd.

"Miss Hathaway, would you stay after class please, I need to discuss something with you."

I couldn't do anything but nod. I briefly looked towards the guardian a few rows down from us and he nodded signaling that it would be fine and he would look after Lissa.

Lissa giggled as she got up. She walked passed Dimitri at the front and winked at him. He gave her an indulgent smile.

I saw I wasn't the only one who lingered around after class.

"Professor Belikov? I still have a few questions about the material."

The fact that this girl, Megan if I recall correctly, was pulling down her shirt to expose more of her meager chest while trying her best to look seductive wasn't lost on me. Now an insecure woman might get mad and intervene. But I knew that Dimitri could handle this and that any rejection from him would hurt more than any catfight from me.

She looked at me a little faul. Megan had always disliked me. She was pretty, I was prettier, it bothered her. It also bothered her that the male population was spending more time looking at me than her. It bothered her even more that I didn't give any of them the time of day. And now Dimitri was doing the same. Priceless.

"The material is outlined in the book. If you have any questions, you can ask your regular professor tomorrow. I am on a schedule."

He wasn't even looking at her. He was putting his notes in a briefcase. An actual briefcase. Oh how I liked this version of Dimitri. It was like roleplaying and the world was our stage. I should have worn a catholic school girl uniform today. We could have taken this student-teacher thing to a whole new level. Not that we were strangers to the student-teacher relationship. But this was a new take on it.

I saw Megan walk off a little peeved. Good.

I sat down at one of the tables in front. I crossed my legs and leaned back a little resting on my hands.

"So Professor Belikov? Why did you want to see me? Were my scores on the last test… unsatisfactory?"

I saw Dimitri swallow once at the way I slowly said unsatisfactory. He stepped a little closer to me.

"I believe you do require an individual evaluation."

I licked my lips. This Dimitri was fun.

"I really need to pass this class Professor Belikov, I would do anything to raise my grade."

I saw an internal battle in his eyes. He was fighting his obvious physical reaction to me because we were still in the class room and the door was unlocked. Anyone could walk in at any moment. But he also wanted me. He wanted me here and now. I saw the moment he made his resolve.

He took the two steps towards me and opened my legs at the knees and stepped inside. He roughly grabbed my neck and pulled me in for a kiss. Oh, and what a kiss it was.

"Jezus Rose, the things you do to me. It has been two weeks."

I moaned deeply into the kiss. It had been two weeks. Last weekend Christian and Dimitri had been away and by the time they got back we were off to Lehigh again.

I nipped at his lips and pulled at his hair slightly. The growl from Dimitri let me know he was enjoying it. I ran my tongue over his lips and when Dimitri opened up I battled with his tongue for dominance. He tasted delicious. Manly with a hint of his morning coffee. He trusted his tongue into me mimicking what he would do with his cock in a few moments. While he was still kissing me he was taking of my jacket and unbuttoning by shirt blind. I was in my bra in no time. His clothing was a bit more difficult since we would have to stop kissing to take his sweater and shirt off. He pulled back a little and removed his glasses and then his sweater and shirt. He was about to plunge his lips back to mine when I stopped him.

"Put the glasses back on."

He put the glasses back on and raised an eyebrow. Oh my God that was ten times sexier with glasses on. I let out a whimper of want. He smiled knowingly and returned his lips to mine.

He was brushing his fingers over my nipples and they came to attention immediately. The silk fabric of my bra which was usually very comfortable was now almost torture as it was moving against my overly sensitive nubs. Dimitri had his groin pressed to my core and almost subconsciously I started rocking into him. Every time I would rock forwards I would feel the roughness of both our jeans stimulating my clit. I needed him and I needed him now.

"Pants. Off. Now."

He ran his fingers over the zipper of my pants and on his way pulling it down, he pressed his fingers into my sweet spot. The motion had me whimpering in his arms. Once the zipper was down I lifted my hips up and he could pull the pants down. He left them on one leg while he freed the other. He used the newly found freedom to open my legs wide. He was rubbing his fingers over the matching silk panties I was wearing and I had a hard time not screaming out in pleasure. That would surely alert anyone outside of those doors to the extra credit I was receiving right now.

He skillfully unclasped my bra and let it fall to the side on the table. The moment my breasts where free he attached his mouth to one. I threw my head back out of pleasure and to give him full access. I touched my other breast myself seeing as one of his hands was steadying himself on the table and the other hand was still rubbing circles on my clit, and there was no way in hell I would remove them from there.

Although I was enjoying this immensely I needed him to fill me up. I needed him inside of me and by the bulge in his pants and the way his hips were rocking against me I knew he needed it too. I ran my hand over the stretched fabric of his jeans. He let out a growl equal parts pleasure and pain where his cock was painfully contained in his pants. I unzipped him and I could hear the sigh of relief once I pulled his pants down and freed his cock. It seemed happy to be released as it twitched several times in the open air.

Dimitri's eyes were now deep dark puddles of lust and I knew he needed this as much as me. He stroked himself a few times to feel the first sensations of pleasure run up his spine. He grabbed hold of his cock and leaned in to fill me. I still had my panties on but he just moved them out of the way. We were both too far gone to even think about taking the extra time and taking them off. He held my panties out of the way with one hand as he guided himself inside of me with the other. This feeling never got old. That first moment where all of him was sheathed deep inside of me, where I felt stretched to the border of immense pleasure and pain, was definitely one of my favorite moments. Well other than the actual coming that is.

He started a vigorous pace. No gentle lovemaking here. We neither had the time nor the desire for something slow. We could save that for tonight. Now it was about letting lose our carnal desires and giving each other intense pleasure.

I leaned back a little so he could penetrate deep and the feeling was amazing. I needed to stifle my outburst knowing that if someone heard us and came in we wouldn't stop. We wouldn't stop until we both found the release we so craved. But that kind of behavior could be seen as lude and could be cause for expulsion or at least reprimand, so I tried to keep my screams and moans in check. I saw Dimitri was having a hard time to. He was clenching it teeth and the only sound he would allow himself were the growls escaping his throat.

I was getting close. The fabric of the panties was rubbing deliciously over my clit with every thrust. We should be doing this more often. I was almost at my peak when Dimitri stopped and changed positions. I nearly growled in frustration. He had a coy smile on his face telling me he knew exactly what he did.

He flipped me around. I was now facing the desk and he was behind me. I thought I saw some movement from the corner of my eyes as I turned around but had forgotten it a moment later as his hands were on me again.

He made me lean forward on the desk as he entered me from behind. I hoped he knew what he was doing. With every thrust I became a little loader. The halls of the room now filled with my stifled scream and moans, his growls and the tell-tale sound of his sack hitting my ass. He was gripping my hips hard and I could feel his nails dig into me almost painfully. I doubted he noticed. Hell I barely noticed. The different sensations sending me in sensory overload. His nails in my skin, my panties rubbing rhythmically against my clit, his hard cock reaching further and further inside of me and his sack hitting my outer walls with each thrust. I was losing it and I knew by the way his body had gone taut, strained with the energy soon to be released that he was close to.

I buried my face in my hands as I screamed my release. My walls tightening around him, clenching and unclenching. He grabbed my hips hard and I do believe he drew blood this time as his hot seed jetted inside of me. After jerking a few times he landed spend on top of me still buried inside of me.

"So Professor, was my individual evaluation satisfactory."

I could feel him smile against me. But his only comment was uhuh. I had broken my boyfriend. I had never rendered him incoherent before.

After a few moments we reluctantly got up. We pulled our clothes back on and straightened the desk we had inadvertently moved.

"I still have classes today Comrade. Are you going to be okay by yourself?"

"Yeah. I promised I would take the afternoon shift of the guardian taking over for me tonight. So I'll be busy."

I nodded. That was good. I would much rather spend the day with my man, but Lissa had been adamant about the need to follow classes even if our boyfriends were here.

I picked up my jacket from the floor and walked to the door.

"I'll see you later senpai." I said in a love-sick puppy way.

Dimitri looked confused at the reference. I guess Anime and Hentai haven't reached Siberia yet. But if I was going nerd I was going nerd all the way.

The afternoon classes were boring. I saw Lissa day-dreaming. About her evening with Christian no-doubt. I nudged her.

"Hey you made me listen to this torture instead of being in my lovers arms so now you listen too."

She blushed but did start paying attention again.

It had been a long afternoon but finally classes were over and we went back to the dorm. Well technically a dorm. Actually it was an entire wing which we had to ourselves and our guardians.

I said good luck to Lissa and tried not to groan at the ridiculous heart decorations which were littered all around her room. No doubt in a few moments, candles would be lit, music would be on and they would have a romantic get together for two.

I am glad they would enjoy it. Well Lissa probably would, but the whole overly romantic thing just wasn't for me. If we did anything romantic at all it would come from Dimitri.

But tonight I had made an effort. I placed a table cloth on the floor and put out plates and cutlery. I had lit a few candles and had dimmed the lights a little bit. It was almost dinner time and there was a knock on the door. I opened to see a guardian holding take-out bags and practically salivating at the content. Sorry bud not for you this time.

I took the take-out bags and placed the containers around our 'table'. After about fifteen minutes Dimitri came walking in the door. He was still wearing the clothes he wore this morning minus the glasses. My face fell a little.

Dimitri chuckled seeing my reaction.

"Do you want me to put my glasses back on?"

I nodded vigorously.

He put them back on and surveilled the room. He was presently surprised by my attempt at a romantic dinner and sat down opposite me on the ground when I motioned him too. I saw his nose move up and down as he was smelling all the delicious smells coming from the food. He looked like a dog after a treat.

"Is that…?"

He asked, but I already knew what he wanted to say. I nodded. Indicating that his nose had been right. There was an authentic Russian place on the corner. They normally didn't do take-out but when I explained why I needed it they made an exception for me.

He was practically drooling now.

"Digg in."

And that is exactly what we did. I had ordered Dhampir size portions and even then it was barely enough. By the end I was sitting on his lap feeding him the last pieces of dessert.

"Mmm, Roza. This was amazing. It tastes almost as good as my mother's cooking."

I leaned in and started whispering the sentences I had practices in his ear. Which each word his eyes got wider. If this was a reaction to the content or the fact I said it in Russian I didn't know. But by the sound of the growl emanating from his chest I assume it was the former. As I finished and he pulled me back the adoration was clear in his eyes.

"You are amazing Roza. Thank you."

"I know you miss your home, our home. So I thought I would bring a piece of it here."

He pulled me closer and nuzzled my hair.

"I am glad you think of it as your home too."

He then moved from my hair to my neck and started lightly sucking it.

"I am glad you feel connected to Russia enough to take Russian."

Switching sides to the other neck.

"I am glad you learned those phrases in Russian. Hearing it roll of your tongue in perfect Russian makes me want to do all those things and let you do all those things to me."

I pulled back and got up. I motioned him towards the bed while taking off my jacket and starting on my T-shirt.

"Take everything off and come over here."

He was pulling his clothes off for the second time today.

"Everything except those glasses." I said with a big smile on my face.

The next morning I went to class again. Dimitri and Christian had left early so they could sleep most of the day and be on Moroi time again.

I ran into Megan and she had a wicked smile on her face.

"Rose why don't you come with me."

I didn't really want to but my curiosity got the better of me.

"What is it?"

I asked a little annoyed.

The smile on her face only grew.

"You are going to leave campus as soon as you are able or I will show the teachers this."

She handed me some photos. Some photos of me and Dimitri in class yesterday having sex.

Now I should be mad. I should be outraged or embarrassed at least. But all I could think, when I was looking at the pictures, was what we had done yesterday. I could already feel the tingle between my legs. We looked good. Really good. The pure pleasure on our faces. I even think she has captured us the moment we climaxed together. I usually don't see Dimitri, certainly not when he behind me, but the look of release on his face made the tingle worse.

"You have copies right?"

I asked Megan while I jerked the pictures from her hand.

"Oh this one, I like this one. Oh or this one. We look hot in this one. Oh this one is going on our nightstand. And this one is just for me while I am here and have to miss him."

Megan just stared at me. This wasn't the reaction she was hoping for.

"Oh and I am not going anywhere. Dimitri and I are in a committed relationship and he was sure to mention that when he became a guest lecturer so he could spend Valentine's Day with me. Beside I am nineteen. What are they going to do? Dimitri wasn't grading us. So no conflict of interest."

"But, But..."

Now if she did take these photos public I would be in trouble. I could get in trouble for having sex in a classroom and the alchemist would have to scrubb the internet clean fo two Dhampirs doing it on the table. Although it might be worth it just to see their faces. But I was hoping Megan wouldn't see through my bluff.

I waved goodbye to meghan.

"Thanks for these!"

I walked away laughing, still going over the pictures and admiring them from every angle.

I left behind a stuttering Megan.

"But… But."