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I'm not entirely sure who moves first, me or him, but it doesn't really matter because it is happening before I can think on it a second longer.. Konstantin knows exactly what I need and I know just what he wants as I fall into his arms and our lips collide in frenzied passion..

Tongues swill and swirl as we grope at each other with reckless abandon, forgetting whatever foolishness that had caused us to part.. My fumbling, fawning fingers pick at the buttons of his shirt before he shirks the cotton from his shoulders and his inky artistry is exhibited in all his glory..

Lord'O'Mercy!

He's so ridiculously hot!

The rough Russkiy lifts me up with all the ease of a man ten years younger and presses my back to the ice cold tile.. My thighs wrap tightly around his narrow hips and my ankles cross to lock in behind his back.. Our bodies grind against one another, pressing and pulling in a needy plea for closeness and his hand rakes down my throat over my bare skin..

"Sweet Solnyshko.." He groans as his head dips so that his lips can latch onto my peaking pink nipple.. "I did miss having you in my armz.."

His lips blaze a hot trail acorss the valley between my breasts to find my other nipple where he lavishes equal attention.. "Oh God--mmmh.. I ache everywhere when you kiss me like that, Bear.." I moan and the echo of it bounces around the bathroom..

"I must fucking devour you.." He growls, turning us around to plant my butt back down on the edge of the vanity..

"Huh?" I mumble mindlessly as he presses me back, laying me out to kiss a path down over my stomach as my comprehension catches up with his sexy words.. "Ohhh.."

"I hunger for you, Solnyshko.." He looks up at me from my belly button, a beast behind his big brown eyes.. "I want to eat thiz sweet little Kiska.."

"Wait-- What about Yuri? What if he hears us--" I glance nervously towards the locked door, getting a jolt of excitement from knowing that a few feet away there is a danger on the other side..

"Fuck Yuri.." He growls and he grabs at my thighs to push my legs apart and my inhibitions fly out the proverbial window..

If Konstantin doesn't care, then I don't care either..

"Then eat me.." I breathe.. "I want you, Bear.. I want you bad.."

Without hesitation he takes two fingers and eagerly draws the lace of my panties aside to expose my pussy to his teasing breath, groaning in appreciation as he falls to his knees by the edge of the vanity and his mouth moves to take me.. "Ugghhh, fuck!"

Sweet heaven on Earth, I must be dead!

I never knew something could feel so utterly euphoric.. It is like being drunk on the sweetest vodka and falling into a pool of silky syrup..

My mind fogs up along with the bathroom mirror as he pushes my feet up to rest on his shoulders so that my knees fall wider apart..

His tongue, like hot velvet laves me open as he pets my petals to pucker my bloom for his liquid caress to lap and lick at my delicateness..

Oh god!

Oh yes!

Yes, fuck yes!

Whatever he is doing, it beats anything I've ever done by myself, I didn't even know my body was capable of such delight..

"Oh, Konstantin!" My head falls back as big warm paws reach upward to move all over me, massaging my breasts and squeezing at my curves..

"Tvoy vkus chertovski khorosh.." He grunts against my soaked flesh, the buzz of the vibration only bringing me more ecstasy.. "Your taste iz so fucking sweet.."

"Oooh-- really?" I squeak and squirm as his thumb teases my opening in soft circles..

"Da.. Vy kak vishnya.. Like cherry wine.." With that rumbling praise he sucks my flesh into his mouth to savour me softly.. "Lovely--Mmh.."

Needing even more, I reach down to grab his wrist in encouragement, pulling his hand into me in approval so that his thick digit that had been stroking the boundary of my horny hole then slips slowly inside my clenching satin tunnel.. "Feel me, Konstantin.. All of me.."

The stretch of his finger within me is not at all painful as I had almost come to expect, but instead it is wholesome and filling in a way that makes me feel complete, as if my pussy were a void and his hand were the missing piece..

"U tebya tam tak uzen'ko.." He growls as he presses that thumb deeper into me and I begin to melt against his hand, my muscles begin to seize against my control as I contract around him.. "Thiz kiska iz so fucking tight.."

"Oh.." I gasp as I lift my head to look down at him smirking in gratification.. "Is that bad?"

"Nyet, Moya Lyubov', your pussy is perfect.." He grunts, dipping back down and returning to lap and suckle at my soaked folds until I can't take it anymore..

My legs shake and my back bends, the insurmountable pressure builds within my body until I combust to catch alight and my thighs tighten around his neck.. "Oohhmmh--Konstantin--I'm--cummingg!"

My breath cuts out and for a few seconds all I can see is black and gold, sparkling Iike a glitterbomb explosion behind my closed eyes.. He softens his pace while I cum in his mouth but he doesn't stop, kissing my kitty though quivers and climax as I clutch the edge of the vanity, holding on for dear life though what feels like the sweetest death..

I am dead.. I have to be.. Because living has never felt so fucking good..

"Solnyshko.." As he draws himself up to bend down over me I crack my eyes open to see the care and affection in his caramel gaze, Before he leans down to kiss me with wet lips that taste faintly of sweet smoky cigarettes and foremostly of me.. "Ya ubit' radi tebya gotov.."

My ears buzz as I shake my head to subdue the ringing in my ears, unable to understand anything because the blood has been stole from the language centre of my brain and my thoughta have been shut down.. "Oh.. Uhm--What'ds that mean?"

He leans in closer, his whiskey-warm eyes burning into mine as he whispers.. "I would kill for you, Luchenskaya.."

"And I'd die for you.." I utter devotedly and my lips part on a trembling breath as I peer up at him, my racing heart beat thumping hard in my chest.. "You can't ever leave me again or I just might.."

"I did not leave you.. I only want for you to be free.. To be happy.." He wraps me up in his arms, pulling me to his chest to kiss me hard.. A demanding tongue seeking it's counterpart in my mouth..

My head spins as we break apart for a beat and a breath.. "If you really want that, Big Bear-- Say those words you know I want to hear.. Make everything right between us.."

I feel the tension return to his shoulders as a sigh of agony leaves his chest.. "Malishka, pleaze--"

I purr in pained frustration.. "Why can't you just say it?! Is your heart really so hardened that you can't even say the words? Not even to me? Not even when I know that you feel it?!"

His jaw ticks as his teeth grind.. "Ya slaba i poteryana razve ty ne vidish'?-- How can you not see, Kiska? I am already thiz weak man.. Must I become helpless just to satisfy you?"

I scoff in sarcastic irritation.. "So, loving me is weak?"

"I can not live through another grief-- I-- I will not survive it.." He shakes his head in doubt.. "I have in me a devil, I never wish for you to meet.. I care for you, much, Moya Lyubov'.. You already know thiz.."

"I know, Bear.." I pet his cheek and he leans into my palm as his eyes drift closed to relish the sensation, both of us soaking in the sad, strained silence we share.. "But I'm not afraid of the devil.. And I'm not afraid of you.."

I run my hands over the stars adorning his chiseled pecs, my fingers threading through the black bristles there as he groans.. "Perhapz I am the one who iz afraid, Malishka.." Her murmurs the admission in quiet shame..

"You don't need to be afraid, Konstantin.. You just have to trust me.. Let me be with you, Bear.. You make me feel so good when everything is bad, safe when everything is scary.. I belong to you and all I want is for you to be mine.. Give your heart to me.. Give your body to me.." I pant with a pulse that pitter patters behind my ribcage.. Lowering my hand over his hardened abs to feel at the bulge behind his zipper, my audible gulp echoes off the bathroom tile when I grab and gauge his impressive girth..

His breath grows heavy and I can feel how hard he is for me and my fingertips tease softly at the steely nib of his dick piercing..

Oh lord, he is so bad..

So bad that it's beautiful..

But almost as soon as the contact is made, he seizes me severely by the wrist to stop the fantasy from flourishing.. Scolding me with a gruff growl he rasps.. "Kiska!"

"Don't you want to make love to me?" I whimper, batting my lashes and pouting..

"Nyet-- Not like thiz, Solnyshko.." He huffs, lifting my hand to his mouth to kiss my knuckles twice each..

"Why not?" I whine, almost pathetic in my helpless yearning.. "It's meant to be you, Konstantin.. You are my forever.. I want you to be my first.."

"You are in such fragile state-- blyat'.. I can not take thiz from you.." He draws away and gently smooths his calloused fingertips through the end of my bloody blonde curls.. "Forgive me, Malishka.. Now you are the one who must trust in me to know what is right.."

"Ughhh--" I moan in a dramatic argument.. "Why do you keep doing this to me?"

Konstantin leans down to kiss my crown, whispering a husky grumble that elicits pins and needles throughout my entire being.. "You are such impossible sweet temptation to resist.."

I open my mouth to protest some more but he takes a step back, crouching down to pluck his shirt from the ground and rising up to pull it on, working the buttons up from the bottom.. "Take your bath now, Kiska.. I must go assist Yuri.."