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[readingbookelf]

Heartache - Dimitri Belikov

Summary: After the strigoi take Dimitri, the reader reflects on their relationship.

Pairing: reader x Dimitri Belikov

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In the aftermath of the strigoi attack you lay in bed, tears streaming down your face overwhelmed by a pain so sharp it pierces your soul and completely shatters your heart. The strigoi took Dimitri. You can’t imagine what they’re doing to him. Did they kill him already? Or worse, did they turn him into one of them? 

To keep your mind from going too far down that road, you try to remember Dimitri for who he is and what you have together. You take the picture of the two of you and trace his form. 

His arms always holding you in your sleep. They would always keep you safe and keep the nightmares at bay. 

His eyes, always fierce and filled with unconditional love. You knew you could take on anything after looking into his eyes. 

His smile and the way it lights up his whole face. 

His soft chuckles whenever he feels like you are being adorable. 

His belly laugh reserved for the best jokes and moments is so beautiful. 

His lips, tender and rough at the same time, stealing kisses whenever they can. 

His body, strong in every way you can imagine, but at the same time so soft. 

And the way he turns into a big teddy bear as soon as the door to your chambers close behind him and his duties are done for the day. So many memories, so much to miss. You’re not sure you’ll ever recover from losing him.

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Dusters & Diamonds {2}

Dimitri Belikov x fem!Badica!reader Summary: You cross paths with Dimitri for the first time since losing Ivan. Warnings: alcohol WC: 3k

Part 1 || Part 2 ||

Ten Years Later - St Vladimir’s Province The Royal Oak became claustrophobic as more Moroi poured into the bar and you could hardly move on the dancefloor with the bodies pressed so close to you. Downing the shot in your hand, you revelled in the burn of the strong liquor before shoving your way through the crowd and out into the searingly bright daylight. 

You hissed as the sunlight immediately began to heat your skin and stumbled towards the shadows offered across the street where you cowered, hoping a taxi would pass by to take you home. 

“Bad-bad-Badica, Cinderella forgot her crown,” Ronny Lazar sang as he swept from the bar in search of you, the diamond and emerald encrusted tiara you had been wearing hanging from his wrist as he twirled it around. 

“Cinderella lost a shoe, Ronald,” you correct with a roll of your eyes as you took it from him and placed it back on your head. Anthony would not be pleased if you lost the heirloom in a drunken haze, not even if it was for your birthday. 

“Eh, same thing.” He huddled into the shade beside you and pulled a pair of sunglasses from his pocket, slipping the designer piece over his eyes. “Human fairytales are so boring, could they really not come up with something more creative?”

You stole the sunglasses off him before moaning as they immediately eased the irritation in your eyes. “They did, but it was too close to the truth that we had to erase it.”

“I did not come out here for a history lesson,” Ronny groaned. “Come have another drink, it’s not even noon.”

You gave him a push back into the sunlight so he would cross the street without you. “Not tonight, but you have fun.”

Knowing the heat would only grow more intense while your shadow space decreased, you began to make your way through the cobblestone streets and back to the townhouse that had been left to you with your inheritance. Every few blocks you passed a group of partiers club jumping from one to another and you listened to their laughter and songs as they clung to one another. 

You wanted to be able to sing and laugh too, but it felt wrong.

Thoughts tangled in your head as you walked along that you didn’t notice the doors to The Wee Hours, a dhampir club, open suddenly. You jerked back to avoid a painful injury but the quick movement sent the tiara tumbling from your head and slamming to the pavement. 

“Fuck,” you swore as you awkwardly bent down in your little black dress and high heels, trying to pick up the small diamonds that had broken free from their settings.

“Y/N?” a familiar voice asked, only it had grown deeper over the years, and you peered up the tall length of the body before you. 

You bolted upright as you realised it really was Dimitri and you automatically searched around him for Ivan, only to remember you would never see him again. Your face fell at the empty street and you saw the same pain reflected in Dimitri’s eyes as he buried his hands in the deep pockets of a long black duster he wore over black jeans and a black t-shirt.

His hair had been cut shorter than it used to be, no longer reaching his shoulders, and he looked exhausted beneath the five o’clock shadow along his jaw that had sharpened with adulthood. There was no sign of the boyish features he had once had.

“I haven’t seen you since…” his words drifted off as neither one of you wanted to hear the words. Ivan’s funeral.

“Yeah, well, not much reason for me to visit St Constantine’s anymore, Guardian Belikov,” you muttered as you fingered the diamonds in your palm to keep your hands busy. “Have you seen Eloise and Alexei?”

Dimitri smiled a little at the mention of Ivan’s son but shook his head. “They moved to a commune and I got assigned here, to Princess Vasilisa Dragomir.”

“A commune?” you frowned. “She was married to a royal, she should be in a province.”

Dimitri’s lips pressed together and he ran a hand through his hair before rolling his eyes at you. “Don’t be naive, Y/N, she’s still a young and healthy dhampir. The moment she refused to hand Alexei over to the academy and become a Guardian, they sent her to the communes as punishment.”

You immediately shook your head, hoping there had been a mistake, but after the strigoi attack at St Jude’s Academy you had seen the politics turn nasty despite trying to avoid it completely. The council was beginning to pressure more dhampirs into becoming Guardians, something Ivan had been passionate about stopping. 

“The communes are for bloodwhores and breeders, why didn’t she just do what they wanted?”

Dimitri’s nose wrinkled in disgust and you found yourself 16 years old and back at the Academy on the receiving end of that disappointed look. “My mother and sisters live in the communes.”

“I didn’t know that,” you said as you dropped your gaze and ran your hands along your bare arms as they burned in the sun.

“The communes are for dhampirs who want to raise their own children, be a family. They should have a choice, and that’s what Eloise chose.” His voice had softened and the sun was suddenly gone from your skin as he laid his duster over your shoulder. 

“You should visit them,” you said as you pulled the jacket closer and inhaled the rich scent that clung to the leather. 

The corners of his lips turned down and it was his turn to look at his boots. “The last time I took leave…it didn’t end well.”

You flinched as you remembered the nasty words you had spewed at him when you found out Ivan had died. Dimitri was one of the best guardians around and you had told him that Ivan died because he wasn’t there. It was no wonder he thought you were a terrible person, you were. 

“If it’s because of what I said, I’m so sorry, Dimitri. I was hurt and angry, but that’s no excuse for being a horrible person,” you said wholeheartedly, surprising him as he looked up from his combat boots in shock. 

“I don’t think I have ever heard you apologise for anything,” he admitted with a crease forming between his brows.

“I’m trying this new thing, you know, like not being a ‘psychotic bitch’.”

His lips tipped up with an amused smile and he tilted his head to the sun, enjoying its warmth like only a dhampir could. You hadn’t realised there were hints of auburn in his hair when the sun hit it right but then again you never really saw him in the midday sun or spent long enough around each other even when Ivan visited. You thought he was too serious and he thought you were spoiled. 

“I never called you a bitch,” he corrected before looking down the empty street. “I think all the taxis are busy with the celebration, you’ll be waiting all day at this rate.” He looked at your short dress again, his eyes lingering on the line of your legs before they disappeared beneath the material that clung like a second skin and he cleared his throat, forcing himself to look in your eyes as he realised where you were. “Why aren’t you with the royals?”

The tiara in your hands shimmered as you shifted on your feet, the heels not comfortable for walking any distance in. “That’s not really my scene anymore,” you confessed as you chewed on your bottom lip, your fangs peeking out. “I made my escape as soon as I could, not that anyone noticed.”

“Where are your Guardians?” 

You laughed at the question before realising he was serious and the humour died out as you placed the broken tiara back on your head. “The council has a very good memory and the consequences of my youth still shadow me now. They consider me a low priority and that’s fine by me.” Elemental magic danced around the tiara until you wore a crown of flame and shrugged your shoulders nonchalantly. “I have my own protection.”

“Tasha mentioned training with someone when she visited in the fall, you could get in a lot of trouble for that.”

You winched at the thought of Tasha and the scars she now held after her sister turned strigoi and attacked her. “She was always pestering me to teach her but I was so self-absorbed I didn’t even try. Maybe if I had, then she wouldn’t be…” your words died off with a sigh.

Dimitri stepped closer and you had to tip your head back to hold his intense eye contact. Ten years had seen him grow broad shouldered and strong, and even by Moroi standards he was tall as he towered over you in your heels. “Can you please put the fire out?”

You smothered the flames and his biceps tensed against the cuffs of his t-shirt before he reached out and enveloped you in a hug. You froze at the foreign feeling. No one but Ivan hugged you and you had been perfectly fine with that. But now, a heat filled your chest as you inhaled the cologne on his skin and after a moment you relaxed into the embrace.

“It’s not your fault,” he said as he ran his palm in soothing circles across your back. “It was the strigoi who attacked.” The way he said it made you wonder how many times he had told himself that after Ivan was killed.

“Why are you being so nice? I thought you hated me,” you murmured as the touch of his hands lingered long after he pulled away. “You should hate me.”

“I did, for a long time,” he said reluctantly.

“But you don’t now?”

He laughed softly and shook his head. “No, I don’t hate you. Ivan talked about you all the time, about how you were before your parents died. I guess I can kind of see it now. You can be…soft.”

“He never did know when to keep his thoughts to himself,” you said with a sigh. “Shame he never got to see this miracle. I’m not sure he would actually believe it, I’m not sure I believe it.”

Dimitri gave a wide toothy grin that muddled your thoughts and you licked your suddenly dry lips. Those amber eyes of his followed your tongue and your breath hitched as his pupils blew out to chase away the colour you had grown fond of looking at.

The liquid courage lacing your blood had you step closer as his hands reached for you, pulling you flush against him before curling around your waist to hold you as his lips brushed softly against yours.

There was such restraint to his touch, like he was worried you would break or perhaps that you would change your mind. Restraint was not what you needed. You moaned against his lips and buried your hands in his hair, tugging the longer strands at the top in an attempt to spur him on.

Never in your wildest dreams would you have thought you would ever kiss Dimitri but now that you had tasted his lips you wanted more.

His hands trailed down your back and over the curve of your hip before he froze and pulled away. There was a hungry look in his eyes and his lips were swollen as you imagined yours were but he put distance between you anyway.

“It’s uh getting late,” he muttered uncomfortably as he looked at the sun creating the sky.

“Sorry, I shouldn’t have done that,” you apologised as your face heated and you looked at the ground. “Probably made you hate me again.”

“Hey,” he interrupted the internal scolding you were giving yourself as he tipped you head back with the tip of his finger. “I was just surprised, but I wouldn’t have kissed you back if I hated you.”

His smile was teasing and you realised he wasn’t as stiff and serious as he had been in school, like he had grown comfortable in his own body and knew just how good looking it was too.

“Is that what that was?” you teased back. “I’ve forgotten already, maybe you should remind me how it went.”

Dimitri’s smirk grew and he traced the line of your jaw with his warm fingers before he caught your chin between his thumb and forefinger, holding you in place as he lowered his head to yours. “I like this new you, princess.”

“Don’t call me-” He cut you off as he crushed his lips to yours, the taste of liquor on his tongue that fought for dominance while he backed you further into the shadows until your back pressed against the wall. You broke away breathless and the stubble of his beard burned your neck as kissed his way over your racing pulse. “Princess.”

“If the crown fits,” he murmured against your skin before pulling away as the doors crashed open again.

The dhampirs nodded their heads respectfully at Dimitri as they stumbled past, ignoring you completely not that it was a surprise. Most of the royals held themselves in a higher regard over the non-royal Moroi and dhampirs, and when you were younger and immature you were centred firmly in that lot too. It didn’t matter how much you had changed personally, you were still a royal and that was all you would be seen as.

Straightening up, you started to pull Dimitri’s duster off but he caught it and covered your shoulders once more. “You’ll get burned.”

“I don’t live that far from here and I know how attached you are to this.” Ivan had given it to Dimitri as a graduation gift, the day they found out they were assigned together.

“Then at least let me walk you home.”

Walking through the streets with Dimitri at your side was a stark contrast to the last time he had been here. Less than a year ago it had been Ivan walking along with you, telling you how Eloise’s pregnancy was progressing and the work he was doing to get the dhampir more rights. Dimitri had kept well away, taking the far guard position.

“I never thanked you, for protecting Ivan all those years,” you said, breaking the comfortable quiet of the vampiric night.

“He was a good friend and a better Moroi so it wasn’t duty or obligation that made me want to be his Guardian. That probably doesn’t even make sense,” he said as his cheeks flushed.

“I get it,” you reassured him with a hand on his arm, the muscles beneath your palm flexing at the touch. “Damien, uh, Guardian Blake, used to say that too. It was family.”

Damien was one of your parents’ Guardians and a constant presence in your life from the moment you were born. He had died defending them but his sacrifice was fruitless in the end as the strigoi killed your parents after he fell.

“You cared about him,” Dimitri confirmed quietly. “We figured you just hated all of us at the Academy.”

You tipped your head back and laughed before covering your face with an embarrassed groan. “God, I was an idiot. I foolishly thought if I didn’t care about anyone else then I wouldn’t get hurt again.”

“You were young and lost the people you loved most, I think you can be forgiven,” Dimitri stated seriously as he pulled your hands away from your face.

“You have to say that, you go to church every week.”

“You could always come and repent too,” he said, a smile teasing at his lips when he saw your nose scrunch at the offer.

“No thanks.” You gave an adamant shake of your head and rubbed at the skin on top of your hand though the wounds had long since healed. “The High Priestess has it out for me. What I don’t understand about all that stuff, is if God gave me this gift,” you said as you cradled a small flame in your palm before extinguishing it with a closed fist, “why do I get punished for using it?”

Dimitri looked afar as he pondered the question before shrugging. “Come on Sunday and ask her yourself.”

“I already asked her,” you scoffed. “Do you know what her response was? She burned an Old Moroi compulsion ward onto my hands that stopped me from using my magic until it healed.”

“That’s…does the Council know about this?” he asked with a commanding tone you hadn’t heard from him before.

“I don’t know, but I’m not the only one she’s punished. Just a few weeks ago I saw Victor Dashkov’s daughter with the same burns after she attacked a royal.”

“Mia defended a dhampir that was being threatened,” Dimitri said with a side glance as he began to walk once again.

“Attacking a royal is still treason no matter how noble the reason, even if they deserved it.” You had no doubt the second cousin of Ivan needed a good throttling but it wasn’t worth being exiled over or executed. The few interactions you had with Jesse Zeklos at royal functions always left a sour taste in your mouth and the urge to scrub every inch of skin he hungrily leered at. “But I am glad she didn’t get a more severe punishment.”

He seemed surprised by the admission and you wished he wasn’t. It made you feel like a monster.

Moving to St Vladimir’s was exactly what you had needed at that point in your life ten years ago. It had taken a few more years of maturing before you made use of the fresh start but finally you began to be someone you could actually look at in the mirror.

The ghost of your past self still haunted you, especially when ex-students of St Constantine’s Academy came to the province and avoided you. Just like it was haunting you now with that look of disbelief on his face.

You were going to show Dimitri how much you had changed.

[smuttyazrael]

Dimitri Belikov x innocent!reader

Word count: 758

Summary: Dimitri is training you in self defense. He learns something about you and you learn something about him.

Warnings: cumming untouched, Sexual intercourse, Fingering, Cum kink, size kink.

Dimitri Belikov gets asked to help you train so here you two are trading blows back and forth.

You get some solid hits. With his incouragement.

"Good girl." He says when you manage to hit him again. You blush looking down your panties getting wet. "Try again."

You do. You stumble. Falling taking him down with you. He lands under you. You feel something hard against his thigh. That must be his stake. You scramble trying to get up.

Dimitri moans out. "Fuck Y/N." His eyes close as he pants thrusting his stake into you. You feel it start to get slippery. You look down confused and see it wet. His light grey sweatpants now a darker grey around it.

They stick to it. His stake is blunt.

"Why is your stake blunt?" You ask his confused still on top of him.

"My stake?" He asks confused.

"Yeah." You say as you grab it. He moans.

"Thats my cock. Y/N." He says you give him a confused look. He groans his cock throbbing. "You don't know what a cock is?" You shake your head. He moves his hand down to your pussy. "You know what this is?"

"Yeah, it's where I pee." You tell him, still confused. He slips his hand into your sweats and rubs you there. You moan feeling pleasure zing up your spine.

"You like that?" He asks. You nod.

"Please, do it again." You beg him. He slips a finger inside of you and groans.

"Your all wet for me." He states.

"Please Guardian Belikov. I need it." You beg him. You feel him thrst his cock into your stomach.

"Let me make you feel all better." He tells you. He pushes your sweats down. He thrusts his fingers into you while rubbing you pussy. Making you moan.

"Guardian Belikov." You moan.

"That's right Y/N. Moan my name. Tell everyone how I make you feel." He says thrusting his fingers in and out of you. All that can be heard in the room is your moans and the squishing his fingers are making inside of you.

"Guardian Belikov. I'm going to pee." You tell him in a panicked voice.

"It's okay. Let it out Y/N." He tells you gently. Rubbing your pussy harder.

"Guardian Belikov!" You yell out gushing all on his fingers and even soaking his sweat pants. Your pussy fluttering around his fingers. He keeps rubbing while you come down. "I'm sorry I peed on you, sir." You apologize blushing.

"You didn't pee." He says licking his fingers off. "Lets get you to do that again."

"Yes, please." You say smiling down at him. He flips you too over so you back is on the mat. He slips his sweats down. He hard cock hits his abs. "Is that your cock?" You asks looking at it with wide eyes. It throbs under your vision.

"Yes." He says with a smirk. "It's going to go inside you and make you feel good again."

"Will it fit?" You ask looking up at him with wide eyes.

"Yes it will." He says lining his cock up with your opening. He thrusts inside you. You both groan. You have never felt so full in your life. "Fuck. Y/N. You feel so good."

He pumps in and out of you. suddenly he hits a spot that has you seeing stars. You moan.

"Sir, please." You beg scratching his back deperate. Feeling the coil in yout tummy tightening again.

"Fuck. That's a good girl. Cum on Guardian Belikov's cock. Cum on Sir's cock for him." He pants out between noth your moans.

The coil in your tummy finally released and you scream. Gushing all over Dimitri's cock. Your pussy has it in a strangle hold making him unable to hold back anymore. (not that he wanted to)

"Y/N. I'm cumming." He yells out with you. You feel his cock spurt something inside of you. He rolls you two over to lie you on top of him. you both sweating and panting like you just finished a run. You both calm down and he pulls out of you. You whine. He just chuckles at you.

"What's that?" You ask seeing a white liquid dripping out of you.

"My cum." He replies. You get some on your finger and put it in your mouth. Your eyes light up at the taste moaning.

"Can I have more?" You ask him excitedly.

"If your a good girl and can take me down yes." He says with a lazy smile rubbing your sides.

[lolitastories]

Porcelain Skin

Dimitri Belikov

Royal Moroi Reader x Dhampir Dimitri

Description: They have been friendly for a while. As friendly as a Dhampir and a Moroi could be, but the change of attitude has finally reached its limits.

It was my favorite time of the year. The tree leaves turned different colors and other than rain I like watching them fall. Of course the academy didn’t allow them to stay on the ground for long so I cherished the moment when I could see a couple laying around. I held my umbrella tightly as I sneaked out of the Moroi dorms. Every couple of months the Dhampir do long runs that last till sunrise and every time I can’t help but watch as they reach the finish line. I admire their determination and respect their hard working spirit. Training for a full day can be exhausting. “You shouldn’t be out here,” The shadow cast by the person standing behind me didn't make me aware until I heard his deep voice.

“I’m just admiring,” I exhaled. His sudden appearance scared me. He grunts as he takes a seat beside me. I move my umbrella a bit to see his face but quickly regret it as the rays of the sun touch my skin.

“I repeat again,” He whispers as he holds on to the pulled down umbrella blocking the sun in a quick motion. I smile feeling giddy on how close he was. Both under the umbrella, faces an inch apart as he inspects my skin. “You should’t be out here, princess” My eyes never leave his, as his eyes trail over me.

“I was admiring” His eyes flicker, finally catching my gaze. I could no longer hear the groans and grunts from the training happening feets from us. I could only feel the warmth his body radiates around me. His eyes are gentle and loving. My eyes fight to look down towards his lips knowing damn well our first kiss couldn’t be infront of all these people. It wouldn’t be right to be seen. A moroi and a dhampir kissing? My family would have my head, plus I don’t even know if he wanted to.

“You have attended many early trainings, what is there to admire?” He whispers, like if people were close enough to hear us.

“You” I said blankly. His eyes open in shock as I close my mouth in a quick response to what I had just said. “Well you-” My breath is cut off as his hand moves up to cradle my face and his forehead leans against mine with eyes closed.

“I wish to hear more but we can't,” his eyes open. “Because if I listen I am afraid I will never want to stop” A small smile plays on my lips. My hand moves to hold on to his loose hand not really caring about the burning sensation on my skin. The sun beams could reach the lower half of us that the umbrella could’t cover. “I hear your voice even in my sleep,” His head moves to the side of my ear, dreadfully slow. “You smell lingering and when I close my eyes I could imagine you are inbetween my arms” I squeeze his hand hoping to get a reaction but he is much stronger. “If I were your guardian, well that would be chaos” I hear a slight chuckle. With a deep sigh he pulls away. He looks down, noticing our hand. “Your hand” He held it up away from the sun and into the shade the umbrella provided. How could he do that? One moment he has me on the edge, ready to say fuck it and take him. Forgetting the stupid idea of being a moroi and just thinking of him. Then he goes back to distancing himself. Like there was some switch in him. He goes back to being a dhampir. “You need to be careful-”

“Dimitri” Our heads turned to Mikhail standing there with his arms crossed. “Princess” His hands fall to his side giving me a respectful nod. “You shouldn’t be here” I turn my head towards Dimitri with a smirk

“So i’ve been told” He shakes his head taking a stand.

“I was about to take her to get her hand checked” He was still holding on to my hand covering it with his. Truth was it was still red but no need for medical help.

“We are done for the day anyways so-” Dimitri didn’t listen as he pulled me up and started guiding me inside.

“I will see you tonight Mikhail.” He throws a wave back to him as he hurries me inside.

“Where are we going?” I look around the unknown corridors. Dimitri just kept walking with one hand grasping my jacket. “I don’t need any medical attention for a small burn” I look down and yep, I will live.

“Atleast something to sooth the irritation” He looks back with a warning look. There is Dimitri Belikov, one of the best dhampir guardians. Sworen to protect Lissa because he is one of the best we have. This Dimitri is also cold and distant. Compared to the nice and warm one a couple of minutes ago. I swear he is bipolar. He pushes me into a medical room and shuts the door.

“Dimitri, I'm fine” I groaned, ready to leave. “I will survive with a bit of irritation” I grab his hand stopping him from searching the whole room for some dumb cream. His eyes softened, grabbing my hand and examining it.

“You’re skin,” I place my hand under his chin and make his eyes focus on mine.

“My skin will be okay,” I whisper. “And if we are honest with eachother right now, you have more sensitive skin than I do” I chuckle as my hand moves up to skim my finger over his. His skin was a lighter shade than mine. His red undertones and impressively soft skin was incomparable to mine. “Porcelin skin” I whisper laughing to myself.

“My skin doesn’t matter. You are a moroi and I-”

“A dhampir” I pull away frustrated. It always has to be that. One moment we are sharing a sweet unaffected by our status moment and as soon as something reminds him of it, he turns his switch. “When are you going to stop caring about that!”

“I will never stop caring about it” He responds calmly. I hated him. I could cuss him off and throw my hands up in frustration and he would stand there calmly.

“I want you to care about me! Not about stupid status” I pointed at myself.

“I do. I do care about you but that stupid status can’t be ignored” I stop and look up at him. My chest falling up and down, unable to calm my breathing. I know he was right but I couldn’t allow it to ruin me. I walk up grabbing his face in my hands. I search in his eyes for something, anything that makes me know what to say. Every scenario ends badly.

“You care about me?” I ask simply and with a nod he responds. “Dimitri,” I ask sternly hoping he knew what I was asking. “Do you care about me?”

“Yes.” His hands move to grab my face and pull us closer. “I wake up and think of you. Every second I am breathing I think about you. Even when I sleep I dream about you” My breath cuts off hoping to not miss any of his words or how his eyes don’t blink as he stares deep into my eyes. “I want to protect you. I find myself caring more about you than anyone else, even Lissa” He whispered the last part as if it were a sin. And it was. Someone like Dimitri who lived by the rules, Moroi came first and in his life I wasn’t the moroi who should come first, he was Lissa’s guardian. “If I were your guardian I would live peacefully,” Our foreheads lean against eachother. Both our chest falls as we feel better being this close. “But then our status wouldn’t allow us to be more. I would have to stand while I watch you be married to another guy. Start a life with him and live a long happy life as I stand and watch from afar” I open my mouth but he shakes his head. “I can’t imagine getting a glimpse of us and not being able to have you.”

“Dimitri” My hands move to grab onto his hands, begging. Begging for him not to continue.

“But standing from afar atleast I know it won’t hurt me or you as much. Getting this close to you is already enough to scar me.”With that he pulls away, turning ready to leave.

“You can’t leave like this!” I grab the first thing I could reach and throw it at him. When he didn’t budge I threw the second thing and I regretted it as soon as I did. “Shit, I am so sorry” I came over to check on what damage I could have caused. “You need to let me clean that” I pull his face over to examine the cut on his cheek.

“It's just a cut, I will be okay”he removed my hand and pushed off to walk away. I let out a groan, quickly moving to block the door.

“I will throw you everything in this room for you to stay here and talk to me, even if it means you being half conscious” I raised my brow seriously on my statement.

“Move” His lower tone sent shivers down my spine but not enough to have me move an inch. He would never hurt me. “Move” Another warning as he steps forward, looking straight into my eyes.

“I need you” I whimper, hoping, begging for him. I move my hand towards his chest. They slowly move up and around his neck. His hands quickly wrap around my wrist a little harshly but don't pull me away. His head falls down enough to be beside my ear. “I don’t care what happens then, we will figure it out” I push my head back to be less than an inch away from his lips. “I want to know what happens with us, I won’t be happy knowing we didn’t give it a try” Slowly I move forward. Still giving him the chance to pull back but he didn’t. Our lips connected and as I withdrew our quick and gentle kiss, he looked at me.

“I spent nights thinking about how this could work,”

“And what was the verdict?” I tease playing with the strings of his jacket.

“Eitheir we run away,”

“I am open to that idea” His expression doesn’t change but a smile appears on mine.

“Or we keep this a secret long enough and see how things go”

“I think we should go with that one” Knowing my family will stop at nothing to come look after us.

“Whatever the princess wants, from now on will be my command” I shake my head chuckling. He moves forward to kiss me but I pull away.

“When it's us,” I grab onto his face. “I’m no princess, it's just you and me”

“Okay,” he whispers, moving slowly closer. “But, you are my princess” I was going to argue but how can I when he starts to kiss me. Our lips move together so in sync. His arms holding us close and my hands moving towards his hair. Who cares about status now?

[codstatic]

-behind his shades- (Russell Adler x fembell)

Warning: fluff, hurt/comfort,sexual encounters/activities,smut,mature themes,trust issues,past trauma, after solovetsky

(Russian would be in a different font)

Summary: After solovetsky, where Adler shot her at, but she's lives, she is in a hospital, after she recovers she moves into her best friend belikov, but a certain Clandestine special officer had gone attached and lovestruck by her, so he goes a uncover to find her,when adler does he makes it up to her.

-PART 1- (THE HOSPITAL)

After Bell was shot just below her heart by the man, she showed loyalty and trusted to be betrayed by him. So she woke up by the white noises alerting her to wake up. Bell looked at her arm to see an i.v, and she quickly looked at her stomach to see a bloodied stain bandage over where she got shot at. She sighs and lay back down, and rubs her face.

She was interrupted by a nurse coming into her room "hello miss bell, how are you feeling today" she greets "how long was I out for?" Bell asks. The nurse walks to her bed, and took out some fresh bandages.

"Well you were put in a medical dose coma for 5 days, and you were bleeding all over and about to die, so the doctor put you into a medical dose coma so you won't die.We are just glad that you made it" the nurse says as she takes bells bloodied bandage to replace with a new bandage.

"Who took me in then, all I remember I was there bleeding alone so who?" Bell says.

"Oh he is just a gentleman, he says that he is your best friend, and he is a charmer, I heard he is coming in to see you today" the nurse says by leaving bell to have some alone time. She closes her door.

Bell was just sitting trying to think who would save her, and take her to the hospital. Till her door opens to reveal Belikov walking in "hi comrade, how are you feeling" he asks as he grabs a chair and puts it beside her bed.

"Well I feel like shit, but better how it started" she says trying to get comfortable but can't because of the pain in her stomach. Belikov chuckles lightly "well I'm glad you ok bell" as he puts his hand on her shoulder.

"Thank you Dimitri" as she smiles at him.

"You're welcome bell, well I am going now, wait do you have somewhere to live bell?" As he gets up and walks to the door.

"I don't, why"

"Well when you recover, you come to my house and crash there, my wife would love you because you are sisters" he requested as he opened the door. Bell was confused "sister?" Belikov nods "yeah my wife Alina said you guys are siblings, she would love to have you there with us". Bell smiles "that be nice, I see you soon comrade".

Belikov smiles and leaves and closes her door. Bell sighs and reflects on her life with the cia safehouse; she did have fond memories of the place, but seeing Adler made her angry. "How could he just fucking shoot me, and I just help him to get Perseus and he just flew me away like shit,I'm just glad I don't have see his face" she argrily thought.

She turned to a small table beside her bed that had a clock, which said 1:00 am "wow I woke up at 12:45am". Bell lays back down and goes to sleep.

[6rookie-writer0110]

Hello could you write some smut for Dimitri Belikov x male reader played by Kieron Moore from vampire academy could you make it rough and with over stimulation kink please

Yes, I will write it 👍👍

[winnie-the-monster]

The way I was hoping they would kiss right then

[morewonders]

Words: 1948 Rating: Mature Relationships: Dimitri Belikov/Rose Hathaway Summary:

"It’s a dream, and it will end, as dreams always do."

Rose and Dimitri on the run in the human world. Canon divergence after 1x09.

[inlovewithquotes]

"I don't belong to anyone. I make my own choices."

"And you're with Adrian."

"But I was meant for you."

- Last Sacrifice

[kismetzvezda]

Ok we still have no casting news for the show so I was browsing Turkish actresses for fun and I came across Hande Ercel.

Y’all…when I tell you I’m SHOOK 😱 closest thing I imagine to Rose ever I think I’m in love, truly in love. 😍🔥. She makes me see how Sydney Sage can go from a cute religious phobia to flagrant bi panic over the course of a few days.

[readingbookelf]

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The Underworld {6} || Dimitri Belikov

Dimitri Belikov x dhampir!f!reader Summary: In the aftermath of the attack you are called to the Queen at St Vladimirs. Warnings: 18+ only, nsfw, fluff, filler WC: 2.1k

Ch.1 || Ch.2 || Ch.3 || Ch.4 || Ch.5 || Ch.6

With the help of Fleur’s earth user tutor, they were able to expand your apartment further into the mountain that the Underworld was carved deep into. The added space created plenty of room for the girls to get their own bedroom each and a larger living room where you were currently waiting for Duke and Zane to arrive with furniture.

Even once they had their own beds to sleep in you doubted they would use them. Nightmares riddled their sleep, from the ungodly faces of the strigoi to their dead classmates. There wasn’t two hours that you had slept consecutively before their screams woke you and you had dragged yourself from the couch to where they cuddled close in your bed. But, it had barely been 48 hours since the massacre and it had taken you months, maybe even years, before you could sleep without the nightmares waking you after the rest of your family had died.

There was finally a knock at your door after you had checked your watch for the third time and you tore it open ready to chide them for being late only to find Abe Mazur standing there with two guardians at his back.

“Zmey,” you greeted cautiously, leaning across the door frame to try to hide the twins who were still inside the living room. “Don’t you normally like to frequent the lower levels?”

“Moroi business brings me,” he paused to look around the packed earth walls that were less pretty than the areas that brought actual income in, “here.”

“Such as?”

He shot a wry smile and repeated, “Moroi business.”

You sighed and knew the man wouldn’t leave until he had what he came for so you swung the door open wider in invitation. Protective little Hana had already ushered the twins back into their rooms when she noticed that you hadn’t immediately invited Abe into the apartment. Ever since she was old enough to talk she had told everyone that her half sisters were her Moroi and she was going to be their guardian. It was a role she took very seriously.

Once the door closed behind Abe, his guardians remaining in the hallway, he reached into his suit jacket and produced an envelope. You took it silently and turned it over to find the Queen’s seal, dread pitted in your stomach as you broke through the wax and found it addressed to you. Well, not you exactly. It was addressed to the caregiver of Zoey and Fleur - as their closest living relative, that meant you.

You read the summons quickly before screwing the paper up and lobbing it towards the kitchen bin. “Like hell are they going to the Royal Court.”

“The letter was a courtesy, little huntress,” Abe admitted with a careless shrug. “They will find themselves before the Queen with or without you.”

You slumped against the archway that separated your living room from the kitchen and crossed your arms. “Then why bother with the niceties?”

“Because I am going to make an exorbitant amount of money delivering the three of you there, quietly. You know as well as I do that if we make a scene then it will only bring the authorities down on this place. Which needless to say is bad for everybody's business, including mine.”

This wasn't a battle you could win and chewing on your lip was only going to lead you to the same conclusion and a swollen lip. “Four. I’m not leaving Hana behind.”

“Fine.” He made it sound anything but fine, not that you cared what a pain it was for him to arrange travel and entry permits for an extra person. “Pack light, I’m sure they won’t have suitable clothes anyway.”

“No need to be rude,” you muttered, pushing off the wall to go and break the news.

“I meant no offence, little huntress.” His dark laugh followed you along with his quiet footsteps. “You have provided for those young ladies gallantly but this may be something even out of your league I’m afraid.”

The urge to argue bubbled on your tongue but you were inclined to agree with him. Even though you had grown up in a household full of Moroi, they weren’t royal and had not spoken of Moroi politics in your presence so you were at a loss on how to deal with the Queen and her proxy. So, you put your trust in ‘the snake’ as Abe was often referred to and hoped it wasn’t misplaced while you packed some bags and left a note for Duke and Zane, whenever they eventually arrived.

–

“I’ll be honest, I never pictured you riding in a mini-van,” you said with a smirk as Abe took the front passenger seat.

“It’s only to get us to the airport,” he replied, unamused at the idea of his image being tanked by the soccer mom car. “It was the best I could find with the addition.”

Your smirk grew and you draped an arm over Hana’s shoulder. “Couldn’t let my prodigy miss out on the action.”

“Is Dimitri going to meet us there? Can I train with him?”

Hana’s rapidfire questions had your lips curling and Abe’s head cocked as he listened in from the front. “I’m sure Dimitri would let you train with him if his schedule allows it.”

You leant forward over the centre console and Abe’s brow twitch was the only inclination he gave that he wondered what you were doing before you spoke quietly, “Has there been any news about the attack?”

Zmey looked out his window and you saw the disappointment in his reflection as he stared at the passing terrain of endless trees. “No, other than what is already known - it was a planned coordinated attack like the others.”

You fell back into your seat defeated. If you had your way you would be back home preparing to go hunting. Every night wasted inside was another night that the Strigoi were growing stronger by feeding and growing in numbers by changing more victims.

Just thinking about it had your fists clenching and a familiar fire igniting in your veins, the need to hit something almost overwhelming you.

A small hand came to rest on your fist and you looked at Hana to see the same fire in her eyes. “You’ll save them, aunty,” she stated proudly. “I know you will.”

—

“Thought I would find you here,” you said as you broke the silence in the church where Dimitri knelt in prayer.

He spun around with his quick reflex and his eyebrows rose in surprise. “What are you doing here?”

“You know I can’t resist you when you are on your knees.”

“That’s not what I meant.” He tried not to smile but failed before glancing warily at the statue beyond the altar.

“Pretty sure if the Almighty was going to strike me down it would have been the moment I stepped foot in his sanctum,” you teased before turning sombre and pulling the summonings letter from your pocket. “The Queen called.”

Dimitri frowned as he took it from your hand and it only deepened the more he read. “I heard rumours…” His head darted around the shadows in the dimly lit church before he grabbed your head and walked quickly back to the door you had come through. “Where’s the girls?”

You increased your pace to match his. “Our room in guest housing, what’s going on?”

“Not here,” he murmured quietly.

The streets full of dhampirs and Moroi shifted to mostly dhampirs before there was only dhampirs.

Dimitri nodded politely to those who greeted him and they looked curiously at you, a stranger he was holding hands with. It was obvious he was well known and respected, which you already knew since his name was revered in the Underworld long before he stepped foot there, but seeing it first hand left a proud smile on your face.

“What?” he asked self-consciously as he caught the look.

“Nothing,” you chuckled, giving his hand a squeeze. “It's just incredibly hot seeing you in your element.”

He rolled his eyes but you saw the corners of his lips tip up before he turned to open the front door of an apartment block. The foyer was a guardian's wet dream, purposeful and direct with nothing excessive or distracting, and it made you scoff as you followed Dimitri to the stairwell. “Is every facility as welcoming as this?”

“I don’t think a few pieces of abstract artwork would make much difference,” he commented as he looked around the bare walls for seemingly the first time before shrugging. “We only come here to sleep between assignments and training.” 

“I couldn’t wait to be a guardian when I was younger,” you admitted as you reached the third floor and Dimitri pulled a swipe card from his pocket and pressed it to the door handle. “Now I can’t think of anything worse. Sorry.” The apology was an afterthought when his eyebrows rose and he pushed his door open with a sigh.

His scent hit you first, the richness of his essence permeated the very air that you inhaled deeply as you stepped inside his room. You had expected the room to be bare but you were pleasantly surprised to see a bookshelf full of human novels and framed pictures of his family on the mantel. 

Dimitri stood still as you took in the smallest of details, committing them to memory while you walked around the small space. Your fingers reach out unconsciously to his pictures and the images brought a new life to the man before you. You saw him as a little boy, as a son and a brother. 

“Is this Ivan?” you asked as you found a picture of a teenage Dimitri next to another young man in front of what looked like a guardian graduation. 

Dimitri took the picture with a sad smile. “First day of getting assigned to him.”

He placed the picture back down and nodded his head to the bed, taking a seat on the edge and waiting for you. A nervousness crept into you as you sat beside him and he rested his elbows on his knees and he leant forward. 

“I heard rumours that the Queen was having Moroi trained to fight defensively against Strigoi.” His fists closed tightly as the very thought went against everything a guardian was trained to do. The Moroi were meant to be protected and stay safe behind a wall of guardians, not put themselves in danger. “The fact she has called the twins here after the feat they accomplished makes me think this is more than just a rumour.”

“That’s great!” You jumped up with a smile that quickly faltered when you saw his reaction. “After everything the Strigoi have done, how can you not think that is a good idea?”

“It’s not that I think it’s a bad idea, but where do we draw the line?” he challenged as he rose to his feet too. “It starts with defensive magic but then there will be those like the hunters who will want to use it offensively.”

You squared your shoulders at the insinuation and tipped your chin back to stare him in the eyes.  “We do what we do to protect the Moroi, all the Moroi, not just the royals. We won’t want them on the front lines anymore than you guardians.”

“That’s not what I meant,” he lowered his voice and stepped closer. “Since the attacks, the council has taken more guardians away from the non-royals and it is clear that the royals are their priority. My fear is the Queen will only be training non-royals.”

Your stomach dropped as you realised his train of thought and you gripped his shirt in your fists, dropping your forehead to his chest, praying you were wrong. “And if her plan works, you think she could conscript them to fight?” 

“They are desperate.”

A sickening dread filled you and you were out the door in an instant. Your gut had told you coming to the Queen's domain was a bad idea but now you felt trapped but the warded walls that surrounded the city. You needed to get the girls and get out.

"Wait," Dimitri called, his boot steps on concrete groaning louder as he sprinted to catch up. "Where are you going?"

You didn't stop to answer as you ran under the arch that led out of the guardian compound and turned towards the guest housing where Fleur, Zoey and Hana were waiting. "I won't let her take my family, Dimitri, they are all I have left."

“She won’t just let you leave with them,” he growled as he pulled you to a stop but you broke the hold and kicked him away despite the flash of betrayal on his face.

“I have to try.”

[kate-read-that]

-Rose Hathaway

one of my favourite things about my boyfriend is that he's 6'4 but convinced he is a normal sized person and this does not constitute "tall"

once, if not twice, a week the card game shop he plays digimon at upload a top-4 photo best described as "gandalf and the hobbits" and every time he is genuinely baffled as to why he looks like that

[lolitastories]

Shadow

Dimitri Belikov

Royal Moroi Reader x Dimitri Dhampir

Description: After a close attack by the Strigoi, reader is hurt. She is strong and stubborn so she decides to go back to her regular routine after a couple days in bed,but she has a feeling someone is watching her.

“You are paranoid” I let out a sigh, allowing my shoulder to loosen up. Maybe I was paranoid. “The Strigois attacked the vehicle 3 days ago, you are probably still shaken up about it” Rose caresses my arm trying to calm me down.

“I guess you are right.” I shake my head trying to let go of the worry and lighten the mood.

“Plus, Aiden is always there to protect you” I look over to the dark haired guy standing only a couple feet away. He has become a dear friend so her words only make me worry not only about me but also about him. Knowing their teaching and priorities, Moroi comes first. I send a smile and nod towards the girls.

“Come on let's dance” Lissa grabs our hands with a slight laugh pulling us towards the dance floor. But I couldn’t stop the tremble shivering down my body. All the noise in the party was making me panic. The room full of people laughing and talking wasn’t allowing me to breathe.

“You two go,” I smile at Lissa and Rose. “I will be right back” With another quick smile I let Lisa’s hand go and turned to walk away. I turned over to Aiden who was busy talking with another guardian. I took this time to sleep past the people and out the stairs. I grab hold of my dress, being careful not to trip and roll down the stairs. The wind was blowing a gentle coldness and the moment I reached the terance, it's exactly what I needed. Arch columns stood surrounding the roof. I closed my eyes, breathing in the cold air, but soon my lungs took enough air in that my mind started to function again. “Shit” I groaned, wrapping my arms around my body. I wasn’t ready to go back inside but also knew that I might die out here in the cold. My head turned sharply to the stairs. There it was again. That feeling that someone was watching me, waiting for me.

“You shouldn’t be out here” My heart stopped as the low voice and dark figure came into view. “Without your guardian” I closed my eyes thanking the gods it wasn’t who I was thinking it was. But jumped seeing another familiar face infront of me once I opened my eyes, he wasn’t the one I thought it was eitheir.

“Dimitri,” I watch him move closer, unintentionally blocking the wind from hiting my skin. “I thought you were Aiden” But before that I thought you were a well mannered Strigoi or someone else coming out for me with bad intentions.

“He freaked out when he couldn’t find you,” A little smirk played on his face which made my head turn in curiosity. “Told him I would come get you,” He grabs my arm pulling me closer and wrapping what he could of his jacket around me. Dimitri has always been nice, except at the beginning. He was cold and quiet when I hung around Lisa. He explained he was new to the place and as a guardian he couldn’t trust anyone. Until we were waiting on Lisa outside a feeding. All of a sudden we started to talk like long time friends. I don’t know what switched that day but I am glad it did. Now he is like a protective older brother, but when he smiles down at me like he is now, or traces my skin whenever he gets a chance I can’t think of him close to a brother figure. He makes a red tinted appear on my cheeks. I lose my ability to breathe. My hands warm against his back, wrapped tightly and enjoying the moment. He has become a close friend and he is the only one my eyes find first in any room. “Are you better?” I nod slowly. His question was simple, but somehow it was the answer for the anxiety in me to calm down. “We should head inside” His hand loosen around my waist and move down my wrist to hold on to my hands.

“Wait,” I pull back, pulling him into a hold. Our hands were holding on as he had made distance trying to pull me back inside. His eyes searched mine for any mistake he might have made but I shook my head to let him know it was nothing serious. I took a couple of steps not letting his hands fall. “I didn’t connect the dots until now,” A confused smile played on his lips. “Since I got out of bed I became a little paranoid,” My hands pull his pull to enterwind our fingers. “I felt eyes watching me. I felt someone always following close behind, hell even in bed I swore I saw a shadow walking by my window” I see his chest rise but unable to exhale. “Everytime in public you were there” My eyes fell against our hands. Slowly I pull them behind me. Still holding on, I pull us closer. “When I walked alone I turned around and in the crowd there you were” I looked up, a small smile playing on my lips. His eyes soften, unable to look at my eyes. “Tell me something Dimitri,” I remove one hand from his to pull his chin towards me. “Tell me you were the shadow,” Because if he wasn’t, then I would truly turn paranoid.

“Yes” So simple falling from his mouth but yet it meant a lot to me. He let out the breath he was holding and moved his hand to cradle my face. “I didn’t mean to worry you. I onl-”

“I’m okay,” I give him a reassuring smile. “It was a stupid idea to walk outside the walls close to sundown. I wasn’t thinking but I won’t do it again” A smile finally appeared on his face. I remember waking up on the medical bed with him, Lissa and Rose standing around me. After the girls left I got an earful on how stupid it was to do that. It was one thing to walk out with my guardian and another to walk out alone, both being a no in his books. I didn’t get a chance to tell him that so I had to make sure I appreciated his worry.

“Good,” His hand moved to the back of my neck as his lips placed a kiss on my forehead. “Let's get you inside” The moment lightened up so it gave me strength to pull gently on his hand taking a stance on not moving as he started to walk away. He turned around lifting his brow back at me. I wasn’t going to say another thing about him stalking me and almost making me sign up for the psychward, but there was another thing I had to get an answer too.

“Is this your watch?” He always has a long black jacket or any type of clothing covering his wrist. Now that I had been holding on to his hand I noticed he wasn’t wearing his watch. And remembering every detail I could of him, I knew it was his watch on my wrist. Who was the stalker now?

“Yes,” He removed his eyes from me for a quick second before clearing his throat and turning over to me again. “I knew you wouldn’t want to stay in that bed so we needed a way to know you were okay,” his watch had a feature where it tracked your vitals but also something else.

“Is that right?” I smirk, walking closer, swinging our arms together.

“Yeah, I’ve been giving the records to your doctors” He stood straighter, proud.

“What about the tracking? Is that something you give them too?” I thought I had the upper hand. His hands were becoming sweaty and his eyes flicker occasionally somewhere else. But when his hand moved to circle my back and pull me closer, when his other hand found the back of my head, or when his lips found mine, my mind lost it. My hands instantly found his hair and pulled him closer. He deepened the kiss, his lips moving with a gentle intensity. My lips parted, inviting him in. Our mouths danced together, the world around us melting away. Everything is fading into the background. Time stood still. My hands trailed down to grab onto his neck, unable to believe he was here. The kiss grew more passionate, our hearts pounding as one. Suddenly, Dimitri broke away, gasping for air. Hesmiled, his eyes never leaving mine.

“That's just for me” His hand moved to cradle my cheek. “When I can’t be there,” My lips curled into a smile. I was trying my darnest to not give into a full teeth smile that was currently threatening to come out. How happy the little girl in me was giving back flips and the butterflies were out of control. “Just in case you forget and walk outside those walls again,” He moves down, placing a simple yet gentle kiss on my lips. He pulls away but not far. His lips hovering over mine with an intriguing smile. “I will be there this time” I roll my eyes. Like I was a child who couldn’t be trusted to learn their lesson. I stomp my feet pulling back a bit.

“I promise I won’t make a stupid decision like that again” His hands pull my face closer to the position we were before.

“I know. But keep it on, for me?”

“Demanding things so soon?” I smirk. “I am not even your girlfriend” I go to remove his hands from my face but he pulls me back with some force. His stare would usually make a person squirm but me? It makes me want to tease him. I place a quick kiss on his lips and look back at his face to see if something changed. His eyes open again, giving me the same stare. My breath danced across his skin. Dimitri’s eyes narrowed, his jaw clenched. Still, he said nothing. I pressed another quick, gentle kiss to his lips but he remained still. "You're so serious," I teased. Another quick kiss, this one lingering a fraction longer. A fourth kiss, softer still. His control snapped. He wrapped his arms around me, pulling her close. His lips claimed hers, deepening the kiss. This time, he didn't let go.My laughter melted into a sigh, my body sinking into his. His lips moved with a hunger that surprised me. Hands slid up his chest, fingers tracing the contours of his face. I felt his tension dissipate, replaced by a raw desire. Our mouths danced together, tongues entwining. The world narrowed to the sensation of their lips touching. His grip tightened, I felt his heart pounding against mine. My thoughts blurred, senses overwhelmed. I gasped for air as we pulled away.

“Will you-”

“Okay” I quickly respond with a stupid smile on my face. Dimitri’s smile was lopsided, his eyes burning. “We can go back now” Feeling the situation resolved I felt way better. I could dance the night away now.

"Not done yet," he whispered back. I look back confused but not for long as he swept me in for another kiss.

[frayclary]

bookish ships (2/ ∞): rose hathaway x dimitri belikov (vampire academy) 

“Because we can’t be together(…) you and I will both be Lissa’s guardians someday. I need to protect her at all cost. If a pack of Strogoi come, I need to throw my body between them and her.”

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