awake my soul.

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There was just no way in the world that Sati could manage to put shy sort of coherent sentences together. Whenever she did try, she came out empty instead, words being replaced by guttural moans and cried of pleasure instead. Vlad had quite literally managed to fuck the words right out of her. She loved it when he was as rough as he was being now, she loved it when he lost all sense of control himself, his thrusts turning animalistic, just needing the friction desperately, his hips continuing to small hint her cheeks, hearing the sound of skin meeting skin echoing in the tiles of the small space. She was quite sure she would end up with lots of bruises with the way that he was fucking her, so very hard and fast, but she couldn't even find any part of her that actually cared. Just the fact that this was his third go that day was impressive in and of itself, but she guessed he was that much more sensitive to everything now. She hadn't thought he would be able to be this rough, not for a third time, but then again, she should have known better than to even be surprised by anything that he did anymore. Vlad surprised her on a daily basis, and today was no exception. Each and every time his hand came to smack her cheek, her muscles tightened hard around him, pulling him right up inside of her, but she knew that that was what he had wanted all along. He knew that when he slapped her ass, she would do just that, and clearly it was enough to have him etching closer and closer to his orgasm. Sati was just so impossibly wet, his dick sliding easily in and out of her warmth, and she knew from how steadily her muscles were tightening faster and faster, she would be coming undone any second. She didn't even need to tell her that he was going to come, she could tell the very second his thrusts turned completely uncontrollably, slamming desperately inside of her over and over again. "Mm, me… too," she murmured, hearing his slurred words of how perfect and sexy she was, but completely unable to react to it.

"I'm literally fucked."

At the very exact time she felt him spilling inside of her, Sati felt herself falling to pieces in another orgasm, her muscles tightening impossibly hard around him, pulling his own orgasm right from him. She couldn't breathe, she couldn't think, she could do absolutely nothing but letting him spill inside of her, his body going rigid against her, gripping her tight to him. And as he pulled away from her, she turned around slowly, her legs shaking violently as she watched him slumping against the wall, his body twitching. Her body shook harder and harder, and she slowly managed to sit down in the shower, and reached up to grab his hand, tugging lightly at him to have him to the same. "Sit… Sit down for a bit. Regain some strength," she said softly, and let her head back against the wall of the shower, feeling the water trickling down her face. She was, like he was absolutely fucked, and all she wanted was to just crawl into bed and stay there for a full day. At least until her head snapped back up, her eyes wide with shock, and possibly even horror. "The cake!" How long was the cake supposed to be in the oven?" she gasped, staring at Vlad with shock. She didn't want it to have gotten burned, because she really was wanting something to eat, and since he'd mentioned cake, that was what she wanted most. She slowly pushed herself up to her feet, holding onto the wall to support herself, laughing breathlessly. "I don't think I'll be able to walk to a week," she murmured, smiling down at him as she slowly stepped out of the shower, taking a small towel and wrapping it around herself, and turned to look at her exhausted man. "You go to bed, baby, I'll get the cake out of the oven, and bring it to you there. Okay?" With a lazy, post-sex grin, she exited the bathroom, and walked right on out to the kitchen, though slowly, and got the cake out of the oven. It was a little bit burnt, but perfectly edible still. She didn't even wait to cool it off, before cutting two bigger pieces of it, putting them on two plates, before heading back to the bedroom, seeing Vlad already in under the covers, and walked over slowly to set his plate down on the bedside table. "Little burnt, but it should taste fine just the same. And I forgot the duvet, can we make do with thin covers and each other's body heat?" She smiled then, and crawled over his legs to slump down on the mattress beside him, setting her plate to the night stand.

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The very good part about fucking in a position like this, was the fact that Vlad could hold her so very close to him, and the feeling of intimacy alone with how roughly he was fucking her was something that she completely relished in. His arm coming around to her front, keeping the vibrator firmly in place to her clit, feeling is whirring intensely against her, felt amazing. Even his hand to her hip, keeping her in place as he thrust his cock deep inside of her was all enough to have her gasping for breath, having her knees giving way at how amazing it felt. There was just no way that Sati could find it in herself to reply to his question though, because as he asked her if it felt good, when she opened her mouth to reply, all that came out was a low, guttural moan, the sound reverberating through the room, making it that much louder than it would have sounded in any other room. And from such a position, she could help out too, she could push back against him, making sure that when he thrust inside of her, it was that much more rough than when he thrust. It felt so unbelievably good, she could hardly even breathe. This vibrator was definitely one of his better ideas when it came to their sex life. She loved it when he circled his finger around her clit, but having the insistent whirring against her, vibrating so intensely against her clit, was absolutely blowing her mind. There was absolutely no doubt in her mind that she would come undone once more. How could she not when he was being so deliciously rough with her, slamming himself inside of her warmth, her body accepting him over and over again. She was so slick and wet for him, making any and all movements easier for him. In fact, she didn't think she had ever been this wet. From their sex before, from having an orgasm just a few minutes ago. If not for the shower, she probably would have even been dripping for him.

"You do that on purpose?" […] "This what you wanted?"

When his hand moved to squeeze her ass, she did the exact same thing to him, gripping onto his cheek tightly, just wanting to be able to touch him properly. But when he slapped her, her muscles immediately tightened harder as she jolted, the move practically having her muscles pulling him even further inside of her heat. "You do that on purpose?" she whispered, mirroring his question, the smallest of smirks playing at her lips. She rested her forearm against the wall, making sure to keep her back as arched as she possibly could for him, her ass sticking right out against him, making sure that he could slam himself back inside of her as quickly as could be, with nothing in his way of having her right then and there. Sati had been expecting him to jolt when she grabbed his ass though, but instead he thrusted a hard, calculated move, hearing the sound of skin meeting with skin reverberating through the shower. "Mhmm," she murmured, gasping for air from how amazing it felt. There was just not a single way that he couldn't meet with her gspot from this position, and each and every time his tip pushed against it, she felt another wave of dizziness washing over her, her knees feeling weak. "Yes, yes, this, just this," she gasped, moaning out loud as she pushed her hips back against him, feeling his cock absolutely everywhere inside of her. She didn't think he had ever been as hard as he was now. And she felt it best in her pussy, her nerves standing on edge, so very thrilled to be getting the friction she so desperately needed.

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Her breasts were already feeling a little raw, the way he had sucked at them earlier, leaving bruises and love bites all over had made her so very sensitive, and his treatment to them now was having her gasp for air, even jolting a little each and overtime he found a particularly sensitive spot. Her nipples were so impossibly hard, she didn't thin they had ever perked up like this ever before, but it felt absolutely amazing. Sati had imagined that she had gained a whole lot of control when she had sucked him off, but clearly she had been mistaken. Even when Vlad was overcome with pleasure, he still manage to snap right back to the place where he was in complete and total control. She felt his erection brushing and poking at the backs of her thighs as he worked on her, though she couldn't quite focus on how hard he felt against her, not while he was giving her nipples such amazing treatment. She had missed him touching and lapping at her breasts like this, she had missed it a lot. And from the way he was so desperately sucking at her skin, she knew that he had missed it too. She felt a little bit confused as he put her back down to the floor though, turning her right around, her hands caught behind her back, and moaned softly as she felt him pressing against her cheeks, his nose to her ear. "Are you… Are you going to fuck me from behind?" she whispered, licking her lips as his fingers came to her clit, circling it firmly, having her gasping for air once more. "Yes, yes please," she breathed, her gaze finally catching up with what was going on, seeing the vibrator in his hand. So that was what he had run to get when he left her alone in the shower. Sati felt ridiculously excited to try it out once more.

"Or if I used this? Too sensitive?" […] "Arch your back, baby. I want your pussy."

She didn't know if she was too sensitive from having had the vibrator to her clit for such a long time earlier that night, and she didn't know whether or not she would react to it the same way, but she had no time to even respond before she felt the steady vibrations against her clit, having her knees giving way for just a short second at the explosion of pleasure that pulsed through her body. "Oh god, no, that's good," she gasped, not even realising how she was pressing her ass back against him. It was simply a reaction to the pleasure she was feeling from the vibrations to her clit. Yes, she was very, very sensitive from having it whirring against her before, and she was also sensitive from having come undone just a few minutes before, when Vlad had given her an orgasm with his tongue. As he let go of her hands, she pressed her palms to the wall of the shower, and did as she was told, arching her back as much as she possibly could, sticking her butt out as far as she could, making sure that she was in the right kind of position for him to slam right inside of her warmth. And he did just that too, having her pushing helplessly against him as his cock finally pushed right up inside of her tight pussy. A loud moan escaped her as he slowly thrust in and out of her, feeling his cock grazing each and every sensitive nerve inside her warmth, and her one hand came around to his back, grasping onto him, in turn having her fingers lightly digging into his cheek, knowing that she would probably have him jolting for touching him in such a way. "Oh fuck, fuck, you feel good," she breathed, humming under her breath as she pushed her hips back against him, desperate to feel the friction. He was giving her some, but he was still moving a little bit too slowly for her liking. She was desperate for him, and he could probably tell too.

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It was beyond her how Vlad could come up with something as insane as he had just done. She would have never even thought about lifting someone up in order to lick them out, but really, she didn't know why she was even surprised. Vlad was always surprising her with her new ideas, always doing something that absolutely baffled her, leaving her both shocked and pleasantly surprised. As much as she would have liked to reply though, there was just no way that she could, not when her mouth was so preoccupied with giving him pleasure. And she was teasing him, there was absolutely no denying it, but Sati was absolutely loving it. She liked how she could tell he was getting desperate, not only by his words, but by how his grip tightened in her hair, how frustrated he looked. It was obvious he was in great need of more friction, but she didn't want to give him far too much, too soon. Even if he was still technically in control, she was the one deciding when he got more friction, when he was given the pleasure that he so desperately needed. When he growled at her, clearly aching for more, she simply flicked her tongue over his tip, focusing on all the most sensitive areas, and couldn't help the small smirk that curved up her lips. Desperate Vlad was fun Vlad, and she was enjoying it immensely. He would never beg though, even if she was being far too slow for his liking, but even his soft commands were enough to give him just that little bit more. She wasn't as cruel as him, she wouldn't deny him when he was so obviously in need of more friction. So she moved back to take as much of him she could possibly fit in her mouth, and moved in small thrusts against him, giving him the friction he so desperately needed.

"You definitely don't want me to come again." […] "You too sensitive for me baby?"

It was obvious that he was absolutely loving what she was doing to him, the way that he was gasping and holding onto her hair were both proof of how very much he was loving it. It was then that he grabbed her hair tighter, and started thrusting along with her movements, fucking into her mouth in small ruts. She could feel him at the back of her throat, but surprisingly, it was completely okay. She felt no discomfort, only joy for being able to make him feel so good that he just couldn't help himself. She really was only just getting into it when he pulled out from her mouth, leaving her wiping her hand to her lips, grinning cheekily up at him. "Mm, no, I want you to fuck me. So not yet," she whispered, getting up to her feet as he tugged at her hair, immediately being attacked by his lips. He was being so very rough, she was almost certain her lips would be swollen once he pulled away from her. Her arms came to wrap around his neck, moaning against his lips at how very rough he was being. And as he lifted her right off her feet and slammed her into the wall, she yelped, her legs wrapping around him to help hold herself up. And as his mouth came back to her nipples, biting roughly at the perked flesh, she whimpered softly, and licked her lips hurriedly. "Not too sensitive, but yes, sensitive," she whispered, unable to keep the moans erupting from her mouth. For months now, he hadn't even been able to touch her breasts, but today he was finally making up for it, and she almost, but just almost, felt too sensitive to be able to take the treatment. If it hadn't been for the fact that she absolutely loved how rough he was being, how his teeth bit at the soft skin, it might have even hurt. But all she could feel was intense pleasure, starting in her breasts, and running through her entire body, pooling between her legs. "God, fuck me already!" she cried out, her hand coming to his hair, tugging hard at the strands. She was desperate, and not even attempting to hide the fact.

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It was the strangest thing, feeling so very vulnerable from such a position, being lifted up into the air like this, and letting Vlad practically eat her out when standing up. It still terrified her just the slightest bit, though it was a secondary feeling, now that she was experiencing such an intense orgasm. Whenever he used his mouth on her, she was always left completely and utterly boneless, but this had been more intense than anything she had ever experienced. The way his tongue moved with such urgency against her, how he was lapping, nibbling and sucking at her lips was having her head spin, leaving her dizzy and completely overwhelmed. Even as she came undone around him, she noticed how Vlad refused to let her muscles force his fingers out of her ass, even if her muscles kept insisting on pushing him out. It felt that much more amazing to her. His fingers put together wasn't as thick as his dick, but it was thick enough to make her feel filled up completely, only having her orgasm seem to last and last and last, and she had no way of stopping her body from shuddering and trembling. She held onto the shower for as long as she could as he got back down to his knees, feeling her legs weak from her orgasm as her feet came back down to the floor, and she laughed breathlessly as he pulled her down to him, his lips immediately coming to kiss her all over. "How do you… Even come up with… things like that?" she murmured, trying to sea through heavy puffs of air. It wasn't until she felt his hand in her hair that she knew what it was he wanted, and she kept her gaze locked to his as he got back up to his feet, his tip against her swollen lips.

Sati wasted absolutely no time now that his cock was all hers to devour, and darted her tongue out to flick against his tip, her one hand coming up to wrap tightly around his shaft, while the other rested at his hip, keeping him in place as she slowly took his tip in her mouth, her light tight around him. She loved doing this for him, she loved using her mouth, for the sole purpose of having him gasp, and struggle to breathe. Just the fact that he loved it so much was giving her a great confidence boost, telling her that she really did know how to do this for him. And she was going to prove herself once more. Her hand started slowly stroking him, rotating just slightly to give him friction all over, while she focused on the tip of him, gently swiping her tongue around his head, giving him a little bit of friction, yet not so much that it was enough to satisfy him. She was being elusive though, and she knew it, and she could do so much more, but part of her almost wanted Vlad to take control, and make it so that he was fucking her mouth. She knew what he wanted, and her slow and gentle treatment wasn't really it. Just to remind him of what she could actually do though, she suddenly swallowed all of him down, taking almost all of him inside the heat of her mouth, and stayed there for a few seconds, allowing him the time to react to such a move. Vlad was big, very big, and she felt immense pride for being able to suck him off like she was. Her fingers gently massaged his testicles then, wanting him to feel absolutely amazing with what she was doing, and then finally pulled back from him, slowly, her lips dragging against his skin, the flat of her tongue pushing up against his shaft, until she reached his tip, her tongue immediately finding the so very sensitive spot that was his slit, flicking carefully against it.

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Sati was still feeling just a little bit scared of the fact that she was so high up from the floor, with no way of getting back down without Vlad's help. But that fear was all drowned out completely by the sheer amounts of pleasure she was experiencing from his treatment. His tongue was so very rough against her, licking furiously at her, while his fingers slowly moved in and out of her tight ass. He was making it absolutely impossible for her to keep from moving though, even if she knew that she probably should, in order to help him keep her in her position. There was just no way in the world that she was able to keep still, and she kept writhing and jolting against him. She didn't think he had ever been so very rough with her, at least not with his mouth, it was so intense, she could hardly tell which way was up, and which way was down. He was properly licking her out, his face properly buried between her legs. She was impossibly aroused by the whole thing, a lot more so than she would have thought after what they had already done together that night. She swore she could feel the heat between her legs, feel how wet she was, and that added to how incredibly hot she felt with his mouth absolutely all over her. His tongue and fingers were such contrasts though, his fingers moving in slow thrusts in her ass, while his tongue was licking and lapping at her with such urgency. It was when he nibbled at her that she heard herself crying out his name over and over, gripping onto the edges of the shower so very tightly, and she looked down at him with hooded eyes. "You're… fuck, you're doing a good job of it," she moaned, unable to string a complete sentence together. He was going to have her come, and he was going to have her come quickly, and so very hard.

At the sound of his groan, she moaned right along with him, throwing her head back. He was not at all being a tease now, he was being so very kind. Almost too kind, because she had absolutely no idea what to do with herself, or how to even deal with how amazing he was making her feel. "Vlad, you're going to make me come," she warned him, though she didn't want to at all. Some small part of her was worried that her telling him would have him stop everything that he was doing, ending it right then and there, leaving her wanting, needing release. It's not like he hadn't done it before, just a few hours back, in fact, and she wouldn't put it past him to do it again. Just the fact that her ass was already prepared, she was already slick and open for him, making it possible for him to thrust his fingers slowly inside of her right off the bat, it was saving a whole lot of time that would have gone to any preparation. And it felt good. It felt absolutely amazing, Sati thought for a minute that she might actually pass out from the intensity of the experience. The very second his tongue slid inside of her, Sati cried out, loud puffs of air leaving her, her chest heaving with the effort to remember to breathe. "Vladimir, I'm gonna come, I'm gonna come!" she screamed, warning him of just how close she was to her climax. And just as she had spoken the words, her whole body started shuddering and trembling, her muscles tightening so impossibly tight. She felt it most in her ass though, how her muscles clenched tightly around his fingers. Her entire body was so very sensitive, and her orgasm felt tenfolds more intense than any orgasm she had ever felt in her entire life. "Fucking… fuck, oh my god," she gasped, short trembled rushing through her body as she finally managed to open her eyes to look at him, a lazy grin on her face. "Fuck, you're amazing," she whispered, biting her lip as she looked down at him.

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Something that happened whenever Vlad was the one to initiate something between them, and it was a completely and overwhelming sense of confidence. She just knew so well how much he wanted, and needed her, and it was making her feel so very good. And it was evident in the way that she had walked slowly into the bathroom, showing herself off for him. She didn't even have to turn around to look at him to know that he was admiring the view of her as she walked. Sati knew he so enjoyed watching her, even if he wasn't touching her even one bit. "You like it? I should call you Mr Stringer more often then, and maybe especially when I'm wanting to tease you," she whispered, feeling the warm water running down her body, feeling it rinsing off everything from her skin. It felt really good, and just seeing him watching her, rubbing his cock at the view, she couldn't help it with the way that she was acting, touching herself. She ran her hands down her sides, and up her stomach, only to come back up to her breasts, her fingers brushing slowly over her nipples. If he was going to watch her, she might as well give him something to enjoy. He was looking desperate enough, at least, from the look on his face, and she really was enjoying seeing how desperate he was looking. What she had not been expecting though, was for him to leave her there, in the shower, naked and alone, but she shrugged lightly, and started washing herself off. She shampooed her hair, cleaned off her body, simply enjoying being in the shower. But she was excited, more so than she would have ever thought she could be about sex, very excited for whatever it was that he was doing since he didn't come right into the shower along with her. It gave her the opportunity to clean herself off properly though, which she felt was needed after what they had done together earlier. She turned around when he pulled the curtain to the side, and smiled as he came towards her, immediately being pressed up against the wall, caught between his strong body and the wall. Her focus went right to his cock though, the way he pushed it between her legs, feeling him at her nether lips.

"Did you make yourself clean for me?"

When he grabbed her wrists, and put her arms up above her head, she whimpered softly and bit her lip, hoping to look innocent. "I did, yes. I'm all clean and wonderful for you now," she whispered, her head tilting to the side as he kissed down her neck, moving down further and further, his lips feeling as though they were absolutely everywhere on her body. But as he came to her breasts, and he tugged at her nipple with his teeth, a loud gasp left her, followed by a small moan. "You really have missed my tits, haven't you?" she murmured, looking down at him, her eyes glazed over with pleasure. Even if he did touch her breasts now, she was still so sensitive from months of not being touched properly there. At least not in a sexual way. And the way that he was sucking and biting at her, she was sure she would end up having several love bites there too. He was being surprisingly gentle, really, considering he had been so rough when he'd crowded her against the wall and pinned her arms up. She shuddered as he kissed further down, kissing right above where she wanted him the most, and closed her eyes as she rested her head back against the wall. But the very moment he urged her knees over her shoulder, having her feet lift up from the ground, her eyes shot open, and she clambered to hold onto something, ending up holding onto the wall as he slowly stood with her. "Oh my god, what are you doing?" she yelped, feeling a faint rise of panic in her chest as he got up enough for her to grab onto the sides of the shower, holding onto the edges of it, almost feeling terrified that he had lifted her so high up. But when he quickly got to work, his tongue flicking relentlessly against her clit, having sparks of pleasure shoot through her body. Vlad was even using a slightly different technique than she was used to, and it was leaving her absolutely breathless. It was a wonder she could even concentrate on holding onto the shower, it felt so absolutely amazing. "Fuck, fuck, what are you… Fuck," she cried out, trying her very best to keep still for him, but it was difficult when her body kept shuddering with the intense pleasure she was experiencing. It was't until his fingers slipped right up inside of her ass though, that she released a loud cry of pleasure, her whole body jolting with joy. "Fuck, Vlad, what are you doing to me?" she moaned, gripping on as tight as was possible to the shower.

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There was no better feeling than feeling him hardening completely against her palm. Knowing that she was doing something to have him get excited, making him horny. It was an absolutely amazing feeling, one that she would never get over even if she should be used to it. Sati would never stop being surprised that she could touch him so lightly, and have him get hard like this. It really was a confidence boost, and she had a feeling he felt the same way when he got the same kind of reaction from her. But it was difficult focusing on anything at all when he thrust his fingers inside of her roughly, making her moan quietly, having her squirming on the bench. Even if he only did it the one time, it was enough to have her craving so much more. "Part of the reason why I love them, yes," she muttered, whimpering as he thrust again. Of course he had to use her silly reason for loving his hands against her, and he would probably keep doing so for a very, very long time. And rightfully so, her reasons for loving his hands were pretty embarrassing. "Oh, you can be the very worst tease. You proved so earlier, didn't you?" she smirked, and tilted her head to the side for him, loving the feeling of his lips against her skin. She was hoping he wouldn't tease her that badly though, not like before when he had driven her to absolute madness. But some teasing was never a bad thing, it was actually a pretty good thing. She raised her eyebrows at him, and laughed quietly. "You made me sticky," she whispered, and pouted her lips as he pulled his hand back away from her, rubbing over her clit on the way, having her whimpering at the sudden loss of touch. But when he pulled her right off the bench, and turned her around to slap her ass, she gasped, and laughed softly, clearly surprised by his sudden smack. "You are going right back to dominating me, aren't you?" she smirked, clearly surprised by how quickly he could go right back to that place where he dominated her. It felt so absolutely amazing, and she was already sensitive from before, making it that bit more intense. "You want me in the shower, hmm? And you're the only reason I'm dirty though," she whispered, biting her lip as she watched him from over her shoulder.

"You best be concerned. I'm not going to fuck you when you're all sticky." […] "Now I'm eager." […] "God get in the shower."

"Again, you were the one who made me sticky," she laughed, ignoring the disgusted look on his face. Shower sex was always fun though, so she was not about to object to his want to have her there. Sati giggled as he pulled her pants and underwear right off, leaving her completely naked, while he was still dressed, something that tended to be a usual. He liked having her naked while he was still dressed. "I can tell," she grinned, but was taken by surprise once more as he turned her around and slapped her ass once more, hearing the sound reverberating through the room. He had already taken back all of his dominance, just by the way he was holding onto her, the way that he kissed her. Vlad was in control, and it was obvious in absolutely everything that he did. But right now, it was mostly with his mouth. At least until he pulled away, and pinched both of her nipples, tugging at them, having her bucking her shoulders a little, a small smirk on her face. "You've missed playing with them, haven't you?" she grinned, hoping that she was looking innocent, though she wasn't feeling particularly innocent, not when she was standing butt naked in front of him, having her nipples pinched without objecting to it. He knew she loved everything that he did. As he lifted her right up off the ground, she wrapped her arms around his neck, wanting to help him out in any way that she could. He was being so cheeky already, with how he was teasing his fingers at her ass, kissing her, the pretending like he hadn't at all. A low grunt escaped her lips as he pushed her up against a wall, and thrust against her. What she hadn't been expecting though, was how he pulled himself free from his pants and pushed himself right up inside of her warmth, having her release an involuntary cry of pleasure. "Oh, fuck," she gasped, clawing at his shoulders as he bit at her neck, slamming his thick cock inside of her pussy. He clearly was eager, more so than she could have ever imagined after already having come twice that night. "Eager," she smirked, but then he pulled away from her, putting her back down to her feet, her head spinning, and she pouted her lips a little. "Whatever you say, Mr Stringer," she whispered seductively, and walked right on in to the bathroom, turned on the shower, and stepped in under the warm water, having her sigh contently. "Get in here and fuck me," she whispered, and wiggled her finger at him, wanting him to come on in there with her.

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"Mm, adorable," […] “You’re going to get me all sticky," […] “It was a very special date though," […] “We’ve never had public sex? What are you talking about, in the bar that one time, that was pretty damn public. But if your definition of public is in front of people, then I’ll have to say… I’m not up for that." […] “See, I knew I shouldn’t have told you!" […] “I more love them because they’re big, strong and incredibly hot though!" […] “No… I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have said it, but you made me!" […] “The guys you work with are nicer than I thought they were then," […] “Stop it, god, I want to just hide away forever now." Vlad chuckled a little and stuck out his tongue to lick her nose quickly before pulling back and laughing. “Maybe not so adorable, hmm?" He grinned fondly, and cupped her cheeks with both his hands, feeling how warm her skin was beneath his palms. She was actually adorable. He didn’t know if perhaps it was the wine that had made her say his hands reminded her of his dick, or maybe she was serious. He didn’t know. Either way, it had to be just about the funniest thing he had ever heard. He didn’t know if he would ever manage to get over it. The very thought had him brushing tears of laughter away from his eyes. He leaned forward and sucked her lip a little once more, staring into her eyes as he did so. “You don’t sound too concerned about getting all sticky." He murmured, before leaning back just a little to look her over. “If you’re so concerned though, I can take this off." He tugged at the hem of her jumper before pulling it right off her, exposing her to him and to the cool evening air. If what they had been doing wasn’t sexual in the beginning, it certainly was now. “Very, very special date. I needed to make my wife hate me, before fucking her tight little ass. Maybe I should’ve told Nero that." He sniggered at the very idea. He wouldn’t be telling Nero anything so very sexual. He had a feeling the older man might have died blushing at such a thing. Besides that, Sati would be horrified about him saying anything so sexual to anyone beside her. “Public… Public to me is somewhere you can get easily caught. We were behind a lock." He pointed out with a knowing look. Public, to him, was an alley behind a building, or a beach. In the bathroom was semi-public, but they couldn’t be caught. Not easily. He smirked a little, unconvinced, trying to keep from laughing so hard at her. But he couldn’t. When he finally stopped himself though, he was quick to snag one of her nipples between his thumb and forefinger and pinch just a little, just testing her. “Is it because my hands make you feel good?" He asked, as if he weren’t doing anything sexual at all. Just as quickly, he put his other hand between her legs, pushing up against her moist warmth. “Or because my fingers are thick?" He whispered his words softly, trying to get her to feel less embarrassed about what she had said. The funny thing was, he understood what she had meant. He had big, manly hands. His hands reminded her of masculinity, and what more proof of a man was a penis? It was simply the way that she had said it that made him laugh. He’d still tease her and make fun, but he felt like teasing her in a different way. “Using food in… Sexual context. This is new. Maybe we should use some whipped cream?" […] “I can never get enough," […] “You could be much worse, yeah… Tease," […] “My love," […] “You do know you’ve made incredible progress, right?" […] “But I don’t want to stop it. I finally get to see you blush," […] “It would have been sexy either way though. I liked your note a lot," […] “Make you feel good, hmm? I could always just do this…" […] “Something like that, perhaps?" […] “What? You wanted me to say that your dick is big, so I did?" […] “Well… Your fault, you put it there." "Oh, this is new, isn’t it?" He laughed a little. It wasn’t overly sexual, he was just having a little fun. But when he took his battered finger and slid it over her nipple, it had suddenly turned quite sexual. The mixture was cold, so he was quick to get his mouth on her as soon as possible. He licked around her perked nipple, his teeth just gently holding her in place before he sucked just softly, letting himself enjoy the taste of her for as long as he pleased. He was in no rush. He looked up at her, only moving slightly away, but close enough so that he could still flick his tongue against the hardened nub. “I think you’ll make me sick if we get whipped cream too." He grinned, knowing that she was joking about the thought of it. Although he was very much enjoying licking up the sweetness of the batter from her salty skin. “Oh, what’d you call me?" He asked, pretending to be offended by her as he moved close to her, threading a hand in the back of her hair and attacking her with a firm kiss. It was all pretend though, and she knew that. He was a tease, and a terrible one at that. But he had a feeling she hadn’t meant for him to hear that. He tugged her hair as he kissed her as if it were punishing her, but he knew that she liked it. She would have told him otherwise if that were the case. He was just overpowering her with his mouth because he felt just a little defeated by her praise of his writing, and how she had managed to make him blush. He was just trying to get back that little bit of dominance he had displayed before, but it was hard when his face was still red hot. He ignored it, and ignored her teasing, putting his hand to her lower back to hold her close to him as his tongue pushed roughly against hers. “You always tell me how sexy I am when I’m being dominate." He smirked against her lips, stealing kisses between breaths. He felt as if he’d been lazy for a little while, taking her for granted. He liked that he’d dominated her in such a way, and he liked talking about it now. He sighed breathlessly as her hand rubbed against his crotch, and he pushed his hips out unknowingly. “Yeah, like that." He whispered back, before taking some batter and drawing a line on his neck. He tilted his head for her expectantly and grinned. “You can make me feel so good, Sati." He whispered, waiting for her to lick the batter off of him. “Big like my hands?" He teased, he couldn’t help himself. She was too fun to tease, and he’d never be able to stop making fun of her loving his hands like that. But to make up for it, he slid a hand properly down her pants, and just as easily he slipped two thick fingers inside of her. She was still wet from before, after all. “Remind you of anything?" He grinned, still teasing her. He couldn’t help himself.

"Maybe not so adorable, hmm?" […] "You don't sound too concerned about getting all sticky." […] "If you're so concerned though, I can take this off." […] "Very, very special date. I needed to make my wife hate me, before fucking her tight little ass. Maybe I should've told Nero that." […] "Public… Public to me is somewhere you can get easily caught. We were behind a lock." […] "Is it because my hands make you feel good?" […] "Or because my fingers are thick?"

There was just no way that she could keep herself from laughing when he licked the batter right off her nose, and she rubbed her hand over it and raised her eyebrows at him. "I don't know who would've said licking cake batter off your wife's nose is adorable, exactly," she laughed, and shook her head a little. Not that she minded though, not at all, it was all fun. But when he laughed so hard he had to wipe tears away from his eyes, she frowned a little and sat forward on the bench to nudge her fist to his shoulder. "You're teasing me, stop it!" she whined, and stuck her bottom lip out in a pout. She knew she shouldn't have told him in the first place, she should have just refused to tell him entirely. That would have made it a whole lot easier now, and he wouldn't be laughing so much that he had tears in his eyes. But she couldn't exactly stay mad at him when he sucked at her lip though, and pointed out that she didn't sound too concerned. She wasn't, not really. All she needed was to take a shower, and she wouldn't be sticky anymore at all. "Mm, not really all that concerned, no," she whispered, feeling a little confused when he went to grab a hold of her jumper and pulled it right up over her head, leaving her completely topless. The air felt cold against her skin, making her nipples perk up immediately. "Eager," she smirked, and straightened up her back as she watched him. Her mouth fell oven in shock, and she shook her head firmly. "You would not have told him that at all. What we do is between the two of us," she whispered, and narrowed her eyes at him. It had been a special date though, it really had, but what they did together was between the two of them, and not for anyone else to know. "Somewhere we can easily get caught? And here I was, thinking we had had sex in public, and we haven't." She sighed, as if terribly disappointed by the fact that she had been misled for such a long time. Sati really had thought they had been adventurous enough to have had public sex, but clearly she was mistaken. She gasped as he pinched her nipple between thumb and forefinger, and looked at him with big eyes. "Yes," she whispered in response, nodding slowly as he pushed his other hand between her legs, having her whimper softly, closing her eyes. "Yes," she repeated, unable to find more words. He was already making her feel breathless, and he had hardly even touched her at all. But he was right in all his statements, they were all reasons why she loved his hands. His hands made her feel good, they made her feel great.

"Oh, this is new, isn't it?" […] "I think you'll make me sick if we get whipped cream too." […] "Oh, what'd you call me?" […] "You always tell me how sexy I am when I'm being dominate." […] "Yeah, like that." […] "You can make me feel so good, Sati." […] "Big like my hands?" […] "Remind you of anything?"

Sati nodded quickly, and bit her lip. "We've never done this before, at least," she whispered, and gasped aloud as he slid his finger over her nipple, leaving the cold batter against the sensitive skin. She had not at all been expecting him to do that, but as he leaned down to take her nipple in her mouth, licking and sucking away the batter from her skin. "Oh god," she murmured, sitting back a little so that she could look at him as he flicked his tongue against the perked flesh, sending tiny sparks of pleasure through her body. "Mm, this cake batter is more than good enough. We can always try cream another time," she grinned, though she was mostly joking. Including food like this in a sexual situation was not something that they had done before, but she was enjoying it more than she could have ever imagined. Her eyebrows raised as he moved from her breast, and thread his fingers into her hair, his lips coming to hers in a hard kiss. He wasn't giving her the opportunity to even respond, though she knew exactly what it was that she had said. If not, he wouldn't have even reacted to it at all. Her head tilted back as he tugged at her hair, and knew that he was punishing her for being cheeky. She breathed deeply as she found room to take in a breath, and smiled. "I called you a tease," she whispered against him, smirking a little as he overpowered her mouth once more, completely dominating her with the roughness of his tongue and lips. She absolutely loved it when he dominated her, she had from the very first moment, there was no reason for her to even attempt to deny it. Not even for the sake of teasing him. His lips did feel absolutely amazing against hers though, with how roughly they were moving against hers, how he held her so very tightly against him, keeping her to him as he kissed her. "You are extremely sexy when you're dominant, yes," she whispered, and bit her lip as she firmly rubbed her hand down over his crotch, cupping him in her palm, and couldn't help the small smirk on her face when she felt him reacting to her touches. She loved feeling how he reacted. But as he drew a line of batter on his neck, she wrapped her free arm around his shoulders, and immediately put her lips to his neck, letting her tongue drag up his skin slowly, lapping up the batter from his skin, feeling it mixed with his salty skin. Sati hummed against him, loving the taste of him, and sucked kisses into his skin. She laughed against him, and nodded as she let her teeth graze along his skin, and kissed her way up to his ear, and rested her lips there. "Yes, big like your hands," she confirmed, and moaned into his ear as he slipped his hand into her pants, his fingers easily slipping right inside of her. "God yes, of your cock," she gasped, her fingers digging into his shoulder.

Don't Take Me On || Sati & Vladimir

"It is pretty damn embarrassing though," […] “I still cannot get over the fact that you had him babysit Lily to put your massive sex plans to work," […] “Well… The balcony is still more private than some of the places we’ve had sex. So yeah, maybe," […] “It’s just, it sounds so creepy when I say it out loud, you’re hands just… Your hands are hot, okay? And I just, I love them." […] “And… God, I want to hide away for forever, but they remind me of the veins on your… your dick too, added bonus." […] “It is stupid, it’s so stupid. But… I love you too," […] “Are you trying to have me die of embarrassment here?" […] “Well, maybe you needed to be an idiot in order to become the incredible man that you are today?" "No, you’re cute." He grinned fondly at her, and wiped the batter off her nose with his finger, and then proceeded to lick it off his own finger. She was so adorable to get as embarrassed as she had over something so silly. She was allowed to love his hands, even if it wasn’t for the same kind of reason as his. He was still painfully blushing over his reasoning, but he wasn’t going to admit it, even if it was as plain as the redness on his face. He wished that his reason hadn’t been quite as cheesy as hers, because she really did have lovely hands. He wished he could have lied and just said that he loved them because they were pretty, and dainty. He sighed with regret. “I didn’t tell Nero it was for sex. I said that you’d been a really good mom and wife lately, and you deserved a very special date." He grinned cheekily. Sometimes he wondered how switched on Nero really was, like as if he knew that Vlad had been planning on having some pretty kinky sex with his wife, and that’s why he needed Nero to watch Lily. He certainly hoped not. Not only for his own sake, but for Sati’s. She would be mortified if she thought that Nero knew anything at all. He laughed a little and rolled his eyes. “We’ve never had sex in a very public place, I wouldn’t even say we’ve had sex in public at all." He was just being cheeky really. In the bathroom at a busy club was pretty damn public, he couldn’t deny that. The only way they could have got more public was having sex right in front of everyone, and he wouldn’t have been very happy with that. He didn’t want anyone seeing her like that, that was all for him. He laughed hard as she giggled when he pulled her wrists away from her face, making her look at him with her face beet-red. She was really cracking him up, and he was about to reassure her again that she wasn’t being embarrassing when her words shocked him silent for a moment, before bursting back into laughter. “My what?!" He repeated, not quite sure what he had heard. He had tears in his eyes from laughing so hard, and wouldn’t let her hide against his shoulder again. He held her wrists, pushing her back from him so that he could see her cheeky little face, and as he did so he couldn’t help but looking at his hands, the way his veins practically bulged as he held her. He was quick to let her go, almost too quick, almost having her fall, so that he could look down his pants. He did so, and looked back up at her with narrowed eyes. “You’re disgusting." He scoffed, and went back to his mixing bowl, turning the batter as if it needed any more attention at all. He was just teasing her though, he was just surprised she had said it at all. He stuck his tongue out at her childishly as he went to find a tin to put the batter into, and turned around on his heel to look at her. “It’s not me. You tell the guys to stop telling me how nice you are, or how beautiful you are. I’m just quoting." He shrugged innocently. He preferred when they told him how nice Sati was to them than how beautiful she was, because they were the kinds of guys who would use different adjectives to ‘beautiful’. “Yep, all those years fucking around so that you could end up with a guy who’s hands remind you of his dick. Congratulations." He laughed hard at his own joke. It was such a weird thing, and something he hadn’t expected her to say at all. He didn’t think he’d ever let her live it down. “Tastes sweeter when you kiss me like that," […] “It’s alright, seriously, it is. You’re not being bad," […] “And I love it when you call me ‘my love’," […] “I bet it did hurt though. I’m sorry those kids were mean to you." […] “Second time in such a short span of time, I’m getting good at this, aren’t I?" […] “We should text more then, if it’s easier," […] “I’m pretty happy we’re active, actually," […] “To make your shoulder better? I can put on some ointment, or give you some painkillers. That would help?" […] “Your cock is big," […] “Well, you can either lick it off, or I can wipe it off. Your choice," Her soft little moan sent shivers down his spine. It was amazing what her voice could do to him, and that she didn’t even know that such a small noise could have his skin prickling. He nipped at her lower lip then, and drew a line of batter along her nape. He licked up the line quickly before sucking at her skin, tasting the sweet batter mixed with the saltiness of her skin. “Didn’t I give you enough baby?" He murmured, referring to her obviously wanting more. Her moan was enough to tell him that she wanted him again, and he would happily concede. He still felt as if he was in control though, so he wasn’t just going to let her have it the way that she wanted. He dragged his teeth softly across her skin, as if he were going to do more, but quickly pulled away from her to finish his cake. He was determined if anything to make her crazy. He smirked as he turned around to put the oven on, and poured the batter into the tin. “Yeah, you’re right. I’m not being bad. I could be much worse." He knew she was going to go crazy at him if he kept on teasing her the way that he had. He didn’t intend on being quite as cruel as the first time though, doing that twice in one night was just mean. Still, he found it hard to go from being intensely dominate to nothing at all. He couldn’t just change like that. “My love," He repeated softly, leaning up to kiss her again before turning around to put the tin of batter in the oven. He wasn’t losing focus, not entirely. “It’s okay Sati. Really. Like you said, if it didn’t happen, I’d probably be a completely different person." He turned around and leaned against the bench, giving her a warm smile. He wasn’t hung up about it. He had as much confidence as ever now that Sati pushed him to do things, and he loved her for that. As he went back over to her, resting his hands upon her hips, he shook her finger away from his cheek, knowing that he was blushing once more. “Shh. You need to stop it." He tried to act firm, as if he were in control, but he couldn’t. Not with his face flushed in such a way. She never manged to make him blush, but she had done so twice in one night. It must have been the wine. “It’s not really quite as sexy if I texted you the whole letter though, is it?" He smirked a little at the thought. He liked taking the time to sit down and write the letter, even if it had taken him forever. It was much more personal when it was in his own handwriting. He pulled her ass roughly to the edge of the bench as he settled between her thighs, and nipped at her jaw just softly. “Ointment and painkillers is too much, honey. Just make me feel good." He whispered against her, pressing kisses between words. She knew what he was asking for, she was being cheeky by acting coy. He rubbed his hands over her thighs, her hips, the small of her back, but stopped when she spoke. He laughed a little and pulled back to look at her. “You… You act all shy one minute, and then you go and say something like that." He raised an eyebrow as he looked up at her, and kissed her lower lip chastely. “You still taste like batter."

"No, you're cute." […] "I didn't tell Nero is was for sex. I said that you'd been a really good mom and wife lately, and you deserved a very special date." […] "We've never had sex in a very public place, I wouldn't even say we've had sex in public at all." […] "My what?!" […] "You're disgusting." […] "It's not me. You tell the guys to stop telling me how nice you are, or how beautiful you are. I'm just quoting." […] "Yep, all those years fucking around so that you could end up with a guy who's hands remind you of his dick. Congratulations."

"Mm, adorable," Sati laughed, and wiped her hand over her nose after he'd wiped off the batter, though it still felt as though it was still there. "You're going to get me all sticky," she whispered, and rubbed her nose, to get rid of the last bits that were on there. Her reason for loving his hands were far from cute though, it was embarrassing, and she couldn't even understand why she had even said the words out loud. Now she was just feeling horrified, even more so than feeling embarrassed. "It was a very special date though," she said with a nod, and traced her fingers along his cheek. If Nero had known why he was babysitting tonight, she would have been absolutely horrified by it. What they did together was just between the two of them, and not for anyone else to know. It was more special like that, it was something that only the two of them shared. "We've never had public sex? What are you talking about, in the bar that one time, that was pretty damn public. But if your definition of public is in front of people, then I'll have to say… I'm not up for that." She grinned at him still though, even if she was saying no to something for the first time ever. But she didn't want anyone seeing her, or him, in such a position. Though she had felt like the bar had been pretty damn public. When he exclaimed his question out loud, Sati laughed nervously, and shook her head from side to side, and put her hands to her cheeks, absolutely mortified for even saying anything at all. "See, I knew I shouldn't have told you!" she exclaimed, though she didn't fight it when he pulled her hands away from her face. She looked down at his hands as he did, seeing his veins bulging, and was reminded once more how much she loved his hands, though not because of what it reminded her of. "I more love them because they're big, strong and incredibly hot though!" she added in, not wanting him to laugh at her, but he was clearly confused about the whole thing as he looked down his pants so see the comparison. "No… I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said it, but you made me!" Sati shook her head slowly from side to side, and stuck her bottom lip out in a pout. She didn't want to have ruined the mood or anything, but he had wanted to know. So she had told him, and now she wanted to find a hole to jump into and stay there for forever. "The guys you work with are nicer than I thought they were then," she laughed, and swung her legs back and forth in the air. "Stop it, god, I want to just hide away forever now."

"Didn't I give you enough baby?" […] "Yeah, you're right. I'm not being bad. I could be much worse." […] "My love." […] "It's okay Sati. Really. Like you said, if it didn't happen, I'd probably be a completely different person." […] "Shh. You need to stop it." […] "It's not really quite as sexy if I texted you the whole letter though, is it?" […] "Ointments and painkillers is too much, honey. Just make me feel good." […] "You… You act all shy one minute, and then you go and say something like that." […] "You still taste like batter."

Sati sighed heavily against him as he bit her lip, and felt him putting even more batter on her, having her laugh as he licked it up, and sucked on her skin. "Using food in… Sexual context. This is new. Maybe we should use some whipped cream?" she said, and laughed to show that she was joking. Any excuse to have him kiss, lick and suck at her skin like this was one she would take. It was new to her, but she was kind of loving it. "I can never get enough," she whispered, and licked her lips as she felt him dragging his teeth along her skin, but then he was quickly pulled away from her, she frowned a little, and bit her lip as she watched him putting the cake into the oven. Vlad really was horrible with his teasing, touching her and kissing her, ad then just leaving her be. "You could be much worse, yeah… Tease," she said, though whispering the last word, hoping that he wouldn't hear her saying it at all. If he was going to be as bad as he had been before, she might actually end up screaming at him. But a little teasing and controlling was more than okay. "My love," she whispered back at him, grinning a little. She loved it when he used sweet words like that about her, she absolutely adored it. "You do know you've made incredible progress, right?" she pointed out, and gave him a knowing look. it was incredible how much progress he had made, going from not having written anything, to writing notes pretty often. Vlad was doing great. As he came back over, ad pushed her hand away from him, she sighed, and stuck her lip out in a pout. "But I don't want to stop it. I finally get to see you blush," she said, completely ignoring his demand to have her stop anything. He wasn't in control just yet, he hadn't claimed his control just yet. Especially not the way that he was blushing. It was absolutely adorable how he was blushing so much, when it happened so very rarely. "It would have been sexy either way though. I liked your note a lot," Sati whispered, nodding at him. She was so very proud of him for having written it, especially since she knew how long it must have taken him to get it done. When he roughly pulled her to the edge of the bench, she yelped, and rested her hands on his shoulders, smiling as he nipped at her skin. "Make you feel good, hmm? I could always just do this…" she whispered, and let her hand travel down his chest, and slid right down to his crotch, rubbing her hand over him. "Something like that, perhaps?" she asked, acting completely innocent about the whole thing, but she kept her hand there. "What? You wanted me to say that your dick is big, so I did?" She wasn't shy about that fact, and certainly not saying it out loud. She kissed him back, and grinned. "Well… Your fault, you put it there."

Don't Take Me On || Sati & Vladimir

“No, it’s embarrassing," […] “Yeah, we really do get caught up with Lily. Understandable, but I’ve missed this," […] “So it was sexual all along? Hmm, I should have just jumped you right off the bat then," […] “Fine, your hands… I like them because they’re so… Big, and they’re… I can’t believe you’re making me tell you this, but they’re… They’re veiny and beautiful, okay? I just love your hands." […] “Mm, cake. I’m excited now," […] “Well… I have helped those guys out at several occasions when they’ve hurt themselves during training. You can tell them that I like them too," […] “That guy was awful. Horrible. But seriously though, it’s fine. Really. The past doesn’t really matter anyway, the important part is that we are together now. We’re all allowed to have a past." Vlad scoffed and folded his arms in front of his chest as she hid her face away in her hands. “It seriously can not be more embarrassing than my lame as fuck, cheesy reason." He rolled his eyes. He’d been sitting on his reason for a long time, far too embarrassed to say anything. And he didn’t get embarrassed all that often. He just found that touching her hands, kissing them, watching them, he remembered the time when her hands were what had connected them, when she had stitched him up and made him better. She had healed him with those hands first, before doing anything else. He loved them, he loved her, and he wanted her reason. “We’re lucky we have Nero. We’re lucky he likes feeling involved enough that I told him I had a special date ready for you and he jumped at the opportunity to have Lily." He grinned wickedly. He almost felt bad that he’d got Nero to babysit when he was just planning on having sex, but at the same time he didn’t. Him and Sati were having a great night together, and he couldn’t regret that. Lily didn’t have any grandparents, and for that he was sad. His parents would have loved to have her. He wished they would have been able to meet his girls. They would have been so proud of him. “Oh, you would’ve fucked me on the balcony, hmm? Dirty girl." He tutted, shaking his head a little. It wasn’t as if the moment had passed, not even a little bit. Him touching her chest hadn’t started off as sexual, but pinching was probably pushing it toward a sexual nature. He couldn’t help it. He was pretty spent from the two times before, but he definitely could have taken her again. He grinned wide as her face heated up to a furious blush, and took hold of her wrists when she attempted to hide her face from him. He looked at his hands then, seeing her wrists in them, and frowned a little. “You like them because they’re veiny?" He repeated, laughing just a little, but trying his very best not to make fun of him. He pulled her wrists and maneuvered so that she wrapped her arms around him, and did the same to her. “That wasn’t a stupid reason. Your hands are beautiful too. I love you." He smiled, and gently kissed her nose. She was so cute when she was embarrassed, he couldn’t help but love it. “Yeah, fuck Peeta. We don’t need him." He scoffed, as if Peeta had seriously offended him. In truth, he would have been much happier to just call Peeta and ask if he was doing the right thing. The batter tasted alright though, so he assumed the cake would be okay too. “My sweet, beautiful girl. Not a wonder they all love you." He beamed with pride. Not only was Sati a beautiful person, but she had stitched up most of the people he saw on a daily basis. He was so proud that she was his. “If someone told me a beautiful girl like you would be in my future, I feel as if I wouldn’t have been such a… Fucking idiot… In general." He gave her a wry smile at the thought. She couldn’t be mad at him for not being a virgin, or for anything that had happened before he even knew her. But he understood how it wasn’t pleasant to think about. "Yes, very, very sweet," […] “I just really… I don’t know, I guess I just only ever had my cleverness to depend on. I hate being wrong," […] “You were teased for it too? Oh, baby, I’m sorry. But you do know that you’ve made a lot of progress, right? You’re writing long notes for me, texting and everything. You’re doing great,"[…] “Oh, okay, so you’re okay with them knowing that we fuck a lot?" […] “So you don’t know what I can do to make it better? Well then, I guess you’ll just have to be in pain then," […] “I’m not lying," […] “You are big though," […] “Very good," Vlad sucked her lower lip between his own, tasting the batter he had just wiped onto her skin. “Very, very sweet." He agreed in a murmur against her mouth. Sometimes he just wanted to show her off to the world, to brag that this girl here, this was his wife, the mother of his child and the love of his life. Other times, he wanted her all to himself. Now though, he was in a proud sort of mood, and remembering compliments that he got for having such a lovely wife had him grinning wide. He gave her a quick, firm kiss on the lips then, and gave her a sympathetic look. “I know, my love. I really am sorry for teasing you. You know I don’t mean it." He smiled. He knew that Sati felt as if it were only her cleverness that she could rely upon, but that really wasn’t it at all. She was beautiful, smart, loving, kind, she had so many good features. She couldn’t be angry with him every time he had one up on her, so he was glad when she did actually see that. “I don’t think I was bullied as much as people just made jokes, you know? It still hurt me when I was little." He gave her a tight smile. He’d simply laughed along when he was a kid, but it really did hurt his pride, and his ability to try had just been shattered when any sort of attempt was met with laughing and jokes. He smiled shyly at her praise though, not really knowing how to handle it. He simply couldn’t believe that she had managed to make him shy twice in a night, but she knew he was shy about his writing. Instead of letting her have the satisfaction of seeing him blush, he hid his face away in the crook of her neck, kissing her skin softly. “Texting is easy. Numbers and letters make it make sense. That letter took about as much planning as the acts themselves." He laughed softly against her skin, brushing off her compliments as it was the only thing he knew how to do. Making jokes to hide how he really felt was how he delt with a lot of things. He nipped at her skin a little and grinned. “I can’t say I’m upset that they know we’re… Active." He smirked. He remembered how people would tease him for being married, saying he wouldn’t get laid anymore. And then again when Lily was born, saying similar things. Boy, were they wrong. His marks proved that. “You’re the medic, Mrs Stringer. Can’t you think of some way to make me feel better?" He pulled back from her to give her an innocent look, with just the smallest hint of a smirk. He knew he had her there. She was supposed to be the one with the ways to make him feel good, after all. “Where am I big?" He whispered innocently, pulling his eyebrows together, acting coy. He just wanted her to say things, because he was being cheeky. He put his finger in the batter again and pressed it to her nose, before laughing and grabbing the bowl so that she couldn’t do it back to him. “Now I want to lick it off your nose!" He laughed like a little kid, guarding his bowl of batter like it was a weapon. He needed to find a tin to put it in the oven, but he was having too much fun with it.

"It seriously can not be more embarrassing than my lame as fuck, cheesy reason." […] "We're lucky we have Nero. We're luck he likes feeling involved enough that I told him I had a special date ready for you and he jumped at the opportunity to have Lily." […] "Oh, you would've fucked me on the balcony, hmm? Dirty girl." […] "You like them because they're veiny?" […] "That wasn't a stupid reason. Your hands are beautiful too. I love you." […] "Yeah, fuck Peeta. We don't need him." […] "My sweet, beautiful girl. Not a wonder they all love you." […] "If someone told me a beautiful girl like you would be in my future, I feel as if I wouldn't have been such a… Fucking idiot… In general."

"It is pretty damn embarrassing though," Sati whispered, and put her hand to her cheek, feeling how incredibly warm she felt. Besides, his reason for loving her hands wasn't embarrassing at all, it was adorable, and sweet, and it was having her heart aching with love for him. And that wasn't embarrassing at all, at least she didn't think it was. But he was still blushing because of it, and it was absolutely adorable, she loved it. "I still cannot get over the fact that you had him babysit Lily to put your massive sex plans to work," she said with a laugh, and shook her head a little. If it weren't for the fact that she knew that Nero loved watching Lily, she would have felt bad for it. But she didn't, not at all, when they were having such an amazing night together. It was always such a long time between their nights together, which was why she just wanted to relish in their moments together. And tonight was probably the very best night she had had in a very long time. Nero was like a grandparent to their little girl though, and he loved having her over night. "Well… The balcony is still more private than some of the places we've had sex. So yeah, maybe," she laughed, and wiggled her eyebrows at him. It hadn't been sexual when he first started touching her, but it had slowly turned into something more sexual. It was his own fault that she was thinking along those lines now, and she didn't really know why he had turned it into something sexual either, especially not when he had already come two times already. But she sure as hell wouldn't be saying no if he was up for it. Maybe it wouldn't be as energetic as it had been though, but that was okay. She giggled uncontrollably as he grabbed her wrists, showing her blush to him, and she shook her head quickly from side to side. "It's just, it sounds so creepy when I say it out loud, you're hands just… Your hands are hot, okay? And I just, I love them." It was so very embarrassing to have said it out loud, but she just loved his hands. "And… God, I want to hide away for forever, but they remind me of the veins on your… your dick too, added bonus." She laughed, and hid her face back against his shoulder, holding him tightly so that he couldn't pull her back to see how incredibly red her cheeks were. "It is stupid, it's so stupid. But… I love you too," she whispered against him, giggling uncontrollably. But she had to pull back to look at his face, her cheeks still red, when he kept showering her with compliments. "Are you trying to have me die of embarrassment here?" she asked him, raising her eyebrows at him. Not that she didn't appreciate the compliments, she just had no idea how to handle them without blushing. "Well, maybe you needed to be an idiot in order to become the incredible man that you are today?" she suggested, and pulled just one shoulder up in a shrug. Vlad certainly wasn't an idiot anymore.

"Very, very sweet." […] "I know, my live. I really am sorry for teasing you. You know I don't mean it." […] "I don't think I was bullied as much as people just made jokes, you know? It still hurt me when I was little." […] "Texting is easy. Numbers and letters make it make sense. That letter took about as much planning as the acts themselves." […] "I can't say I'm upset that they know we're… Active." […] "You're the medic, Mrs Stringer. Can't you think of some way to make me feel better?" […] "Where am I big?" […] "Now I want to lick it off your nose!"

Sati heard herself moaning a little against him as he sucked at her lip, and left her eyes closed as he murmured against her. The batter tasted even better when he was playing with her like this though, having her thinking about sexual things by playing with her like this. She was absolutely loving it. "Tastes sweeter when you kiss me like that," she whispered against him, grinning a little as he gave her an apologetic smile. "It's alright, seriously, it is. You're not being bad," she said with a laugh, wanting there to be absolutely no bad vibes there at all. And there wasn't, not at all. She didn't want to be angry tonight, and he really did have every right to be correct too, and it was normal to be wrong every now and then. She had just always been relying on her cleverness for everything, and she got irrationally annoyed when she got something wrong. "And I love it when you call me 'my love', she said with a laugh, and nodded a little. All his sweet names for her made her feel so loved and cared for, and she absolutely adored it. "I bet it did hurt though. I'm sorry those kids were mean to you." It must be difficult being bothered for something that he couldn't help. It had been different for them though, while Vlad was teased in school, Sati had just always been ignored instead. She didn't know what she would have preferred. As he got shy once more because of her praise, she couldn't stop herself from touching her fingers to his cheeks, feeling the warmth in his skin, and she grinned wide. "Second time in such a short span of time, I'm getting good at this, aren't I?" she grinned, though trying not to tease him too much about it. It was adorable though, it really, really was. "We should text more then, if it's easier," she said with a nod of her head. It would even help him with writing in general. "I'm pretty happy we're active, actually," she agreed quickly. There was always rumours that the sex stopped once you got married, but that was not at all the case with the two of them. They had slowed down since having Lily, of course, and it was often a lot more quiet now, because they didn't want to wake her up or anything like that. It was better to be quiet, and then let loose completely when Nero was babysitting. "To make your shoulder better? I can put on some ointment, or give you some painkillers. That would help?" Sati said, and raised her eyebrows, pretending to not even notice how he was hinting to something else, but it was fun to pretend like he wasn't hinting at all. She could play innocent and coy too. "Your cock is big," she said quickly, not even hesitating on it even at all, knowing that it was better to just say it rather than trying to work around it. As he put batter on her nose, she went completely cross-eyed as she tried looking at it, and laughed. "Well, you can either lick it off, or I can wipe it off. Your choice," she said, letting the batter just stay there, awaiting his response.

Don't Take Me On || Sati & Vladimir

"Good," […] “Nope, not going to tell you," […] “You’re sweet. I’ve missed this, just hanging out," […] “So weird when you’re doing this and it’s not even sexual," […] “No, no, just… I love all of you, you know that. Not just any specific part of your body, but all of you. Body and soul." […] “Oh, so you’re baking?" […] “I… I didn’t know that. I’ve always just figured that… People wouldn’t generally like me, but I’m glad that they do," […] “I know, and I wouldn’t want you to change it, that’s not what I’m saying either. Not at all. It’s just weird," He smiled as she nodded, knowing what she was thinking. He had been joking when he said it, but he had struggled with his arms in the past. Sati had fixed it all for him though, she’d made him less insecure. He still didn’t want to be seen by other people though, he still felt oddly shy about it. He was only for her eyes now. “Tell me." He whined, giving her a sad look. “I don’t care if it’s dumb." He pouted, just to try to guilt her into telling him. He’d told her his dumb reason, it was only fair that she told him hers. He didn’t care if it wasn’t as weird as his reason, but he had blushed in front of her and he was damned if he wasn’t getting a reason in return. He smiled as he started to measure out flour, water, milk, eggs, butter, and sugar. He wasn’t looking at her, but the grin on his face told her that he was certainly thinking about her. “I’ve missed hanging out, too. We get too caught up in Lily." He sighed a little. It was hard not to get caught up parenting when they were both so in love with their daughter. They needed to make a special effort to talk sometimes too, because he had enjoyed talking with her so much. He turned away from the ingredients to grin up at her cheekily and give her a wink. “Who said it wasn’t sexual, hmm?" He teased. Sure, he might die if he tried having sex again, but it would be the best way to die. The wine had managed to make him warm and content, and maybe even a little horny. The way that she was acting, he figured it went both ways. “Uhuh. And my hands too, huh? Why was that again?" He asked casually, as if he weren’t achingly curious about why she loved his hands. He was desperate to know, and he wanted to force it out of her, but he really didn’t know how. Hopefully she would just take mercy on him. He began to combine the ingredients in a way that he hadn’t done in many years, not since Peeta had showed him, and laughed a little. “Yeah. I want to make my Sati a cake." He grinned proudly. He didn’t know how it might work out, he literally hadn’t baked since his childhood. And even then, Peeta had helped him. He looked up at her and sighed, before smiling fondly. “Everyone loves you Sati. Seriously. Everyone at training always comments on how sweet you are. Anyone can see that." He was so proud to have a wife that everyone loved, as long as everyone knew that he loved her the most out of anyone. Everyone was jealous over his little family, and he couldn’t help but be really proud about it. He smiled sympathetically and nodded, chewing the inside of his cheek for a moment before speaking. “It’s okay. I know it’s not… Pleasant. When I think about you and that guy it’s weird. I think it’s just because he hurt you though. I also can’t imagine you with anyone else." He shrugged a little. He wasn’t jealous though, he would have been a pretty huge hypocrite if he was. It just seemed so strange to think of her with someone else. To think of someone hurting Sati made him angry too, but he wouldn’t let himself get angry about it. It was in the past, he had enough things in the past to be angry about. "You’re right, I won’t," […] “I’m sorry… Yes, I’m touchy… I’m sorry, I don’t mean to be," […] “Of course I wouldn’t laugh. That would be like you laughing at me for not knowing things about… I don’t know, technical things, mechanic stuff, like you know a lot about." […] “You should just tell them that we never have sex, and the love bites are just something that appears on your neck." […] “You need more? What do you want me to do to make it better then, hmm? If a kiss isn’t good enough?" […] “You are so blushing though, that’s so adorable. I never see you blushing, come here." […] “Your dick is already big, baby," […] “You aren’t cheesy. You’re making my heart ache with love for you." He grinned proudly and moved to give her a soft kiss, the mixing bowl still in his arms. “It’s a good thing. You’re so sweet." He smiled. Sati worrying just meant that she cared a lot, and there was nothing wrong with that. Vlad worried about stupid things, and needed to be told to stop being so stupid. Sati was good at telling him that too. He was quick to shake his head and kiss her once more, just to stop her apologising. “It’s okay baby. I know you don’t like it." He did feel bad for making fun of her, it just wasn’t often he was right where she was wrong. She had also made him feel like he had a weird disease or something, but it wasn’t like that. He knew it had just been her switching her words around though. He didn’t want to make fun of her for things that made her insecure, like him and his writing. He gave a smile then, and tilted his head as he bit his lip. “I don’t mind… I mean, I like to think I’m the kind of guy who can take a joke at my expense. But I kind of did that my whole childhood. I was teased a lot, you know. And it was only jokes… But I’m pretty sure I didn’t pick up a pencil to write a note for close to a decade." He shrugged. Even his closest friends had made jokes about his inability to write very well, and he had laughed at the time. But it did sting, and it made him incredibly insecure. Sati was the only reason he managed to write anything anymore. She was the only reason why he tried. She’d given him a whole lot of confidence and he loved her so much for that. “Oh? Just have them believe it’s some gross disease? I think I’d rather them know that my beautiful wife lets me fuck her a whole lot, if you don’t mind." He smirked a little. He’d never share details, but he couldn’t deny he got a little proud about his multitude of marks. He did love their sex life, and he loved that people knew that they were very, very happy at home. “Hmm, I don’t know? What can you do for me that would make my shoulder feel better? Hmm, I just can’t think." He sighed in a dramatic kind of way before putting his finger to his lips, as if really thinking hard about it. He was playing coy, because she was being cheeky, and he really loved it when she did that. “Why would you lie?" He asked, exaggerating his question with a shrug of his shoulders, before he was quickly pulled by his wrist and wrapped up in her arms. He managed to set the mixing bowl down on the bench before she had done so, and wrapped his arms around her waist as he settled between her legs. “Your little hands make me feel giant then." He whispered in response, smirking the entire time. He felt cocky saying it, but he also couldn’t begin to deny that he was big without her little hands playing tricks. He nipped at her lip playfully as she ghosted over his, and stuck his finger in the mixture. He tasted a little just to make sure it was alright, and when he was satisfied, drew a line of batter along her lower lip. “Taste good?" He asked innocently.

"Tell me." […] "I don't care if it's dumb." […] "I've missed hanging out, too. We get too caught up in Lily." […] "Who said it wasn't sexual, hmm?" […] "Uhuh. And my hands too, huh? Why was that again?" […] "Yeah. I want to make my Sati a cake." […] "Everyone loves you Sati. Seriously. Everyone at training always comments on how sweet you are. Anyone can see that." […] "It's okay. I know it's not… Pleasant. When I think about you and that guy it's weird. I think it's just because he hurt you though. I also can't imagine you with anyone else."

Sati shook her head firmly and hid her face away in her hands. "No, it's embarrassing," she said, and kept on shaking her head back and forth. It was too embarrassing, and also not the right thing to be mentioning at all when he had said something as sweet as he had. It just felt weird to be mentioning it at all, especially since she knew that he would absolutely love it when she did tell him, which she probably would eventually, since he was so eager to know. "Yeah, we really do get caught up with Lily. Understandable, but I've missed this," she whispered, and bit her lip lightly. This was why it was so important that they had these nights together where they could be together just the two of them. She, at least, was enjoying it so very much. Her eyebrows rose up on her forehead, and couldn't stop herself from laughing. "So it was sexual all along? Hmm, I should have just jumped you right off the bat then," she sighed, and slumped her shoulders, as if she was already too late for them to do anything more. Maybe they could have sex again, she at least was feeling giddy and happy, and maybe even horny, but she didn't want to be the first one to take initiative. She didn't know if he would be up for it again anyway. "Fine, your hands… I like them because they're so… Big, and they're… I can't believe you're making me tell you this, but they're… They're veiny and beautiful, okay? I just love your hands." She blushed furiously as she told him, and hid her face away in her hands, giggling uncontrollably. She hadn't wanted to tell him simply because her reason for liking his hands wasn't nearly as sweet as his reason was. Not at all. "Mm, cake. I'm excited now," she grinned, and wiggled back and forth on the bench, being all excited. She was excited to see whether or not he could actually bake one though. "Well… I have helped those guys out at several occasions when they've hurt themselves during training. You can tell them that I like them too," she said with a grin, feeling happy that people actually, genuinely liked her. It was something she had always had trouble believing, but she was believing him now though. "That guy was awful. Horrible. But seriously though, it's fine. Really. The past doesn't really matter anyway, the important part is that we are together now. We're all allowed to have a past." She grinned at him, and brushed her hair behind her ear as she looked at him.

"It's a good thing. You're so sweet." […] "It's okay baby. I know you don't like it." […] "I don't mind… I mean, I like to think I'm the kind of guy who can take a joke at my expense. But I kind of did that my whole childhood. I was teased a lot, you know. And it was only jokes… But I'm pretty sure I didn't pick up a pencil to write a note for close to a decade." […] "Oh? Just have them believe it's some gross disease? I think I'd rather them know that my beautiful wife lets me fuck her a whole lot, if you don't mind." […] "Hmm, I don't know? What can you do for me that would make my shoulder feel better? Hmm, I just can't think." […] "Why would you lie?" […] "Your little hands make me feel giant then." […] "Taste good?"

"Yes, very, very sweet," Sati laughed, and shook her head slowly. She was just worrying about things that she really should not have been worrying about at all, because she knew that she had nothing to be afraid of or worried of at all. It was kind of stupid, but it was just who she was, and there was no way of changing it at all. "I just really… I don't know, I guess I just only ever had my cleverness to depend on. I hate being wrong," she laughed, finally managing to get over it rather than letting it making her angry and annoyed. Vlad was allowed to be right, too, in fact she wanted him to be right more often. She just had to swallow her pride every once in a while and give it to him. "You were teased for it too? Oh, baby, I'm sorry. But you do know that you've made a lot of progress, right? You're writing long notes for me, texting and everything. You're doing great," she said with a fond smile on her face, watching him as he mixed things together to a batter in a bowl. It was even looking like it would be tasting good in the end too, at least it was looking tasty already. And with the right ingredients too. And she really was hungry, and just having talked about cake earlier was having her craving it way more than she would have thought. She hadn't had cake in the longest time. "Oh, okay, so you're okay with them knowing that we fuck a lot?" she asked, raising her eyebrows at him, letting her legs swing back and forth in the air as she watched him. There was just something so very sexy about seeing him in the kitchen like this. Vlad was just, in general, incredibly hot, but that might be because of the great night they had had together so far. She was just that much more attracted to him tonight, even if she shouldn't even be thinking about having sex with him again. Sati tilted her head to the side as he spoke, and pursed her lips as she watched him trying to act coy. "So you don't know what I can do to make it better? Well then, I guess you'll just have to be in pain then," she replied casually, and pulled her shoulders up in a shrug, pretending like she didn't even notice the smirk on his face. She knew what he was thinking, of so he thought, but she wasn't going to let him have it. "I'm not lying," she laughed, tangling her fingers in his hair as he held her, and she kept on grinning at him. "You are big though," she added with a cheeky smile, and watched him as he tasted the batter. What she hadn't been expecting though was him tracing it to her lip, feeling it on her skin. She sucked her lip into her mouth, licking off the batter, and nodded. "Very good," she whispered.

Don't Take Me On || Sati & Vladimir

"They are not your worst feature, your arms are amazing… And your hands too… I love them too, but not for the same reason you love mine…" […] “Awwh, do I make you feel buzzed and happy?" […] “You’re such a weirdo," […] “I don’t even know how this became a topic of conversation. You were the one who started with the whole being in love with your dick thing." […] “You’re hungry? Well… We can always go back inside and make something to eat?" […] “Yes. You definitely make up for it," […] “What? You talk about me to the guys at training?" […] “Yeah, I know that… I know… I don’t know, it just feels a little strange that you’ve loved someone else before me, while I’ve only ever loved you." He laughed when she got all firm with him, thinking that he was really serious about hating his arms. He squeezed her tightly as he chuckled against her. “I’m kidding, you sweet little thing." He reassured her, before pulling back just a little with a curious look on his face. He was still embarrassed because of what he had said to her, about loving her hands because they had saved him. He raised his eyebrow a little, wondering if she was making fun of him. “Why, pray tell, do you love my hands then?" He asked, not entirely convinced that she wasn’t teasing him. He put her hand up to her cheek when she giggled, cupping her face and gently stroking her cheek with his thumb. She was so cute when she giggled like that, he couldn’t help but want to touch her. “Yeah, I’m drunk off you baby girl." He chuckled, shaking his head a little. Although it wasn’t entirely a joke. She made him feel warm inside, the same as the wine did. Not exactly the same, of course. Being drunk wasn’t quite the same as being in love, although it did have a lot of the same aspects when he thought about it. He pinched her breasts just a little as she called him weird before letting his hands fall to his sides. “You’re a weirdo for marrying me." He teased, although he could never sound serious when he teased her for marrying him. It was his best achievement, not counting Lily of course. Although he wouldn’t have her if it weren’t for Sati, so he had to thank her first. “Oh, so you attack the topic when you don’t have a come back as good as mine, hmm? I can see right through you." He poked her stomach when he said it, and looked as if he has seriously won something. He felt as if he had won though. She couldn’t deny that he was right. He loved her whole body, not just one part. It was his fault for having started such a dumb topic though, that he couldn’t deny. “Yeah, come on. I want to show you that Peeta isn’t the only boy who can bake from D12." He grinned proudly and stood up, bringing her with him, keeping the blanket wrapped around them both as he walked them both inside. They could come back out after anyway. He just suddenly felt as if he were starving. Besides, he liked doing things for her. “I talk about you and Lily all the time. But when some of the guys have met you, like just to say hello when you come and see me. Everyone loves you Sati." He grinned proudly. She was just such a sweet heart, there was no way that anyone ever had a problem with her. Her parents had been stupid. He bit his lip a little and nodded. “I can’t help any of it though, you know? I can’t change it. If I could… Well I don’t know if I would. Loving other people before you is just part of what has made me, me. I’ve never loved anyone the way that I love you though." He smiled a little. Any love before Sati had been a small spark by comparison, and no one had loved her back. She knew all of that. He couldn’t apologise. “Alright, alright, I’ll stop worrying," […] “No, no, that’s not what I meant, and you know it. Don’t you think I know dyslexia isn’t a disease? I’m a medic, for crying out loud," […] “There’s nothing wrong with having dyslexia, you just have to find a way to help out, make it easier… You know?" […] “Pressing you for details? What? They want to know what we do together in the bedroom? And… well, everywhere else in the apartment and also in public?" […] “Mm, true… And my clothes usually cover them up anyway." […] “All good?" […] “You’re blushing, Vlad," […] “Yeah, stupid things. Such as you loving them because they make your dick look big," […] “No, no, not crying… It’s just so sweet, and… I don’t know what to say… I… You’re just… No, I’m speechless." He chuckled softly and shook his head. “No, you won’t." He sighed happily. She was always worrying, but it was sometimes a good thing. It just showed that she cared so much. She was worried about missing Lily being little, which was just so silly. Vlad was the one who worried about stupid things, not Sati. He loved her for it. He laughed as she got frustrated, he couldn’t help it. He squeezed her tight around the waist and pressed kisses all over her neck and shoulders. “Touchy." He whispered cheekily. He was just proud to have one up on her, although he knew that she hated being corrected. He just never had the opportunity to even pretend to be smarter than her. She was so clever, and she knew it, but she hated being wrong. He knew that she would get legitimately mad at him if he kept going with it, so he stopped to just kiss all over her skin. “You make it easier. You don’t laugh at my backwards words." He grinned. Some days he felt like he could make jokes about it, though Sati knew that he was incredibly insecure and shy about his writing, so she didn’t joke about it or tease him. He was better at writing than he was at reading though, that was for sure. She helped by not making fun of him in a way that most people would. He looked at her, and was a little shocked by her words, and laughed when she put her hand to her mouth as if she had shocked herself too. He nodded firmly then and grinned. “Yeah. I don’t ever tell them either, which is another reason why they ask so much." He laughed. He’d never tell anyone about what he did with Sati, he respected her too much for that. But when he came to training with messed up hair and a thousand little love bites all over his neck, it was bound to attract attention. “Mmm… No. You really hurt me. I need lots more than that." He teased as he led her into the kitchen and wrapped his arms around her waist. He kissed her softly before sitting her up on the bench beside him as he went to go and get ingredients for his cake that he was dead set on making. He definitely wasn’t as good as Peeta, and didn’t even know if he remembered how to bake. He hoped it would just come back to him somehow when he had all the ingredients in front of him. “How many times do I have to tell you that I don’t blush?" He scoffed, turning away from her to hide the grin on his face. He knew that he was blushing, but he never could admit it. “Oh, your hands do make my dick look big though, and I do like that." He grinned cheekily, turning back to her and frowning at the ingredients in front of him, as if he had said nothing at all. He moved to give her a quick kiss, leaning up on his toes to reach her lips. “If I’d known you were going to be so happy with it, I would have told you sooner. I thought you’d tease me for being cheesy." He grinned, and took her hand to kiss softly.

"I'm kissing, you sweet little thing." […] "Why, pray tell, do you love my hands then?" […] "Yeah, I'm drunk off you baby girl." […] "You're a weirdo for marrying me." […] "Oh, so you attack the topic when you don't have a come back as good as mine, hmm? I can see right through you." […] "Yeah, come on. I want to show you that Peeta isn't the only boy who can bake from D12." […] "I talk about you and Lily all the time. But when some of the guys have met you, like just to say hello when you come and see me. Everyone loves you Sati." […] "I can't help any of it though, you know? I can't change it. If I could… Well I don't know if I would. Loving other people before you is just part of what has made me, me. I've never loved anyone the way that I love you though."

"Good," Sati said and gave just the smallest of nods. She knew he had struggled with his upper body, especially his arms, because of his scars, but they weren't even visible anymore. Capitol medicine was amazing like that, it really was. "Nope, not going to tell you," she said and shook her head. She was embarrassed about the reason as to why she loved them, especially since he was being so very sweet and lovely about his reason, while hers wasn't even at all. She rested her cheek against his hand and smiled, loving how very affectionate he was being. It felt like it had been a very long time since they just sat around like this, talking and cuddling. It really was a nice change, as they rarely ever had the time to do things like this anymore. "You're sweet. I've missed this, just hanging out," she whispered, and couldn't help herself when she moved to wrap her arms around his neck, hugging him to her, just wanting to be closer to him. But when she felt him pinching her breasts, she jolted away from him, and stared at him with wide eyes. "So weird when you're doing this and it's not even sexual," she laughed, but even as he was teasing her like that, she could't stop kissing him, and she did, on his neck and up his jaw and his lips. "No, no, just… I love all of you, you know that. Not just any specific part of your body, but all of you. Body and soul." She even stuck her bottom lip out in a pout, just wanting him to know what she had really meant by it. But she really didn't have a good comeback, and it was almost kind of embarrassing that she hadn't. But teasing her for liking his dick was hypocritical, because he told her on a daily basis how much he loved her body. "Oh, so you're baking?" she asked, a little surprised as he stood up, and she got up right along with him and walked with him back into the apartment. Vlad had never baked anything for her before, and she was excited to see him at work. And it would probably taste good too. "I… I didn't know that. I've always just figured that… People wouldn't generally like me, but I'm glad that they do," she whispered, nodding slowly. It was certainly making her feel better, and she was getting better at realising that people did actually love her. It had just taken her a while to understand it. "I know, and I wouldn't want you to change it, that's not what I'm saying either. Not at all. It's just weird," she said with a laugh, and shook her head slowly. She wasn't jealous or anything, just the thought of him having loving someone else before her was strange.

"No, you won't." […] "Touchy." […] "You make it easier. You don't laugh at my backward words." […] "Yeah. I don't ever tell them either, which is another reason why they ask so much." […] "Mmm… No. You really hurt me. I need lots more than that." […] "How many times do I have to tell you that I don't blush?" […] "Oh, your hands do make my dick look big though, and I do like that." […] "If I'd known you were going to be so happy with it, I would have told you sooner. I thought you'd tease me for being cheesy."

"You're right, I won't," Sati admitted, and laughed shyly. There was just no way she could stop worrying, it was just who she was, she always worried about everything. She wouldn't miss out on anything though, not like she had missed out on Lily rolling over for the first time. She would be there for everything else, that much she was determined of. "I'm sorry… Yes, I'm touchy… I'm sorry, I don't mean to be," she whispered, and shook her head at herself. It was stupid of her to even react to it at all. It wasn't anything of importance at all, but she hated being wrong. Absolutely hated it, and it was more because she had always just had her cleverness to depend on, and when she was wrong, it just made her feel a little vulnerable. But she could admit to having been wrong though. "Of course I wouldn't laugh. That would be like you laughing at me for not knowing things about… I don't know, technical things, mechanic stuff, like you know a lot about." She would never, ever laugh at him for struggling to read and write, she was just proud of him for trying, and accomplishing something too. Whenever he wrote a note for her, she had an intense feeling of pride for him. "You should just tell them that we never have sex, and the love bites are just something that appears on your neck." Sati laughed and shook her head. The only person she ever really talked to were Nero and Kiera, and some other medics who worked in the infirmary. But then again, no one ever asked for details about their sex life. At least Vlad wasn't telling them anything, at least no details. She didn't mind him saying that they had a good sex life, as long as what they did together was kept between the two of them, and not shared to a bunch of guys wanting to have dirty thoughts. "You need more? What do you want me to do to make it better then, hmm? If a kiss isn't good enough?" Sati laughed as he had her sitting on the bench, and she put her hands to the edge of the bench and watched as he went around getting all of the ingredients needed to bake something. She was very excited to see him bake though, and even more excited to taste it. "You are so blushing though, that's so adorable. I never see you blushing, come here." As he came back to her she grabbed a hold of his wrist and pulled him to her, and wrapped her arms around him and brought him in between her legs, hugging him to her. "Your dick is already big, baby," she whispered, and ghosted her lips over his, kissing him softly. "You aren't cheesy. You're making my heart ache with love for you."

Don't Take Me On || Sati & Vladimir

“Your arms are wonderful, strong and just right to keep me as protected as can be. I love them," […] “You’re reacting to the wine faster than I am. I just feel warm and happy, but I think that’s more because of you," […] “As if you’re not in love with my body parts, huh? You just sat and held my boob for ten minutes just because you wanted to touch me," […] “Bake a cake? Now? Do we even have anything to make a cake though? Maybe we should just buy some chocolate in the morning?" […] “You do make me happy. I don’t think a day has passed without me smiling since we got together," […] “Well, seems like people find ways to not love me. And by people, I mean my parents." […] “No, but I wouldn’t have wanted her to have loved you like I do. Then I would feel jealous when talking about this," Vlad grinned lazily as she spoke, his head rested on the wall behind him as she ran her hands up and down the length of his arms, having his skin prickle with goosebumps. “You’re so sweet to say that about my worst feature." He whispered cheekily, as if he were really serious. He wasn’t, of course. He had only been insecure about the scars, but Sati had all but made them disappear. He still wasn’t used to rolling his sleeves up in the company of anyone but her, but he definitely wasn’t insecure about them anymore. He rested his hands on her thighs as she finished her glass and chuckled. “I finished my wine before you! And you’re making me buzzed more than the wine." He grinned. If he hadn’t felt so giddy and light headed just from Sati, the wine wouldn’t have had much of an effect. Still, he didn’t think he was drunk. Just happily tipsy. The best place in between sober and a little bit more. Vlad’s hands went immediately to her chest as she spoke, as if her mentioning her boobs had given him permission. He grinned wickedly up at her as he did so. “In love? I wouldn’t say ‘in love’, honestly. Your body is a part of what I love about you, but I’m more ‘in love’ with you as a whole. Dork." He smirked a little, feeling as if he had given the right answer, and made her feel like a deviant for saying she was in love with his genitals. It probably wasn’t a normal conversation to be having, but it was fun. If they weren’t normal, that was fine with him. They had more fun than any couple he knew of. He pouted a little as she pointed out the flaws of his baking plan. “I don’t know. I’m hungry." He whined, giving her the saddest look he could muster, as if it were entirely her fault as so whether they were eating or not. He was having a lot of fun just sitting out there with her anyway, maybe it would be a shame to get up. He beamed at her words, feeling for all the world like some kind of superhero. “Do I make up for it?" He asked, cocking his head to the side in question. He felt like he had made up for being such a dick to her in the beginning, but he definitely wanted to hear her say it. “Your parents were fucking idiots is why. Anyone from work thinks you’re lovely, you know. All the guys are jealous you’re mine." He beamed proudly. Anyone who met Sati instantly fell in love with her, of that he was convinced. He had just been the one lucky enough to be loved back. He smiled as he looked at the look on her face, such an unsure smile. He leaned forward and kissed her softly. “No one had ever loved me the way you love me. You know that." He pointed out, giving her a knowing look. She had no reason to be jealous over Titch, or anyone. He wouldn’t have jeaprodized what they had for anything. "I really want to live in D4… Near the water, and learn to swim properly… And I am excited for the future, it’s just going by so fast, and I’m scared I’ll… Not appreciate it properly," […] “You know what I mean though," […] “We’ll deal with it if one of our kids have it. Happy? Or is there more you’d like to correct?" […] “You seriously get made fun of? For having love bites? I’ll just… stop making them then," […] “I have patients though, dork. No one’s ever said a single word," […] “It didn’t hurt," […] “You’d better like me," […] “They probably thought about it, but… No one dared to anything until a few years ago," […] “You really know exactly what to say to have a girl’s heart melt, don’t you?" […] “I… I don’t know what to say… That’s a better reason for liking them than all the other things you’ve said… God, I love you." "I’ll teach you to swim properly." He grinned, nodding enthusiastically. He had loved taking her down to the lake and swimming with her, and he wanted to be able to enjoy water with their kids too. He would have much preferred they grow up in D4 than the Capitol. “Hey, you’re in the moment. You’re aware of not wanting to miss a thing, so you won’t. Okay?" He cupped her cheek with his hand and gave her a warm, reassuring smile. Sati wouldn’t take anything for granted because she knew what the consequences were. And he wouldn’t either. They enjoyed Lily every single day, and that wasn’t just going to stop. He laughed as she rolled her eyes at him, and he grinned a cheeky grin at her because of how frustrated he’d made her. “Hey, it’s not often I get to correct you. And you made me feel like I’d caught some terrible disease or something." Sati was so much smarter than him, he couldn’t help it that it felt nice to be able to be right for a change. Dyslexia certainly wasn’t the worst thing that could happen to him, or his children for that matter. But it wasn’t a disease. He’d have to work on not calling himself stupid or slow in front of his kids, just in case they really did have it, and then thought such things about themselves. He didn’t want that. He gasped and quickly shook his head, being exaggerated in all his moves. “No! Don’t you dare stop, Mrs Stringer. It’s just guy-teasing. More like… Them pressing me for details." He grinned a little. He absolutely didn’t mind being made fun of like that. The only reason they were so persistent was because they knew he’d never tell them anything about Sati. She was his wife, after all. He didn’t want them picturing anything they did together. “Yeah, I bet patients say nothing to you though. You’re in charge of the needles." He said, his eyes wide, as if she would really just stab someone for mentioning her love bites. Although she could always opt to just not be as gentle. He laughed, knowing that Sati never would. “No, but it did. Kiss it better." He pouted, and pulled his jumper back off his shoulder to expose his ‘hurt’ skin to her. “Well… The fact that Titch was talking about it close to a decade ago tells you how long the thought has been there." He shrugged. When Titch had talked about the Rebellion, it had only been an idea. An inkling. But she had to have got it from somewhere. The blush on his face was something he really wasn’t used to, and it felt as if it burned as she moved to kiss him. He thought it might subside then, but her kissing him only seemed to make it worse. “Stupid things?" He muttered, opening his eyes to see the look on her face. Though when he saw how her eyes had welled with tears, he couldn’t help but laugh just a little. “Aww, baby. I didn’t mean to make you cry with how cheesy that was." He grinned a little and pulled her tight against his chest, pretending that was the reason she was almost crying. He ignored his own blush, hoping she would do the same as he hugged her tight.

"You're so sweet to say that about my worst feature." […] "I finished my wine before you! And you're making me buzzed more than the wine." […] "In love? I wouldn't say 'in love', honestly. Your body is a part of what I love about you, but I'm more 'in love' with you as a whole. Dork." […] "I don't know. I'm hungry." […] "Do I make up for it?" […] "Your parents were fucking idiots is why. Anyone from work thinks you're lovely, you know. All the guys are jealous you're mine." […] "No one had ever loved me the way you love me. You know that."

"They are not your worst feature, your arms are amazing… And your hands too… I love them too, but not for the same reason you love mine…" Sati knit her eyebrows together and shook her head quickly as she giggled. Her reason for loving them were far from something as sweet, or something as meaningful as the reasons he loved hers. So she wasn't even going to tell him why it was. She could get him back for not telling her for such a long time. She almost couldn't tell if he was joking or not, but she was hoping that he was, simply because she didn't want him not liking any part of himself. "Awwh, do I make you feel buzzed and happy?" she teased, and wiggled her eyebrows at him, a cheeky grin on her face. It was a feeling she was well aware of though, she was feeling the exact same. It was just such a good day and night, and she loved getting to sit like this with him and just mess around, being silly, talking about things they hadn't talked about in such a long time, or even at all. The very second he put his hands back to her chest, she laughed, a loud and surprising sound, and she let her head fall to his shoulder, resting her forehead there. "You're such a weirdo," she giggled, shaking her head against him. It was just such a random thing to do, especially considering it wasn't even sexual or anything. "I don't even know how this became a topic of conversation. You were the one who started with the whole being in love with your dick thing." Sati laughed as she looked back at him, and let her hands run gently down over his chest, just wanting to touch him all over, though not in a sexual way. She just liked being this close to him. And their conversation was simply beyond weird, but she liked it. She liked it a lot. "You're hungry? Well… We can always go back inside and make something to eat?" she suggested, though she was hesitant to leave this place, especially when they were being so cuddly and were both having a good time. But now that he mentioned it, she was a little bit hungry too. "Yes. You definitely make up for it," she confirmed, and nodded quickly, not even hesitating in her response. He had been an ass when they first met, but he had made up for it long ago, and kept doing so each and every day that he was with her. "What? You talk about me to the guys at training?" Sati asked, raising her eyebrows in surprise. She didn't think he was the kind of guy to talk about his wife at work, but she might have been wrong. The guys could be as jealous as they wanted to, she belonged to Vlad no matter what. "Yeah, I know that… I know… I don't know, it just feels a little strange that you've loved someone else before me, while I've only ever loved you." She wasn't jealous, not at all, it just felt weird, when he had pretty much been her first one, in absolutely everything.

"I'll teach you to swim properly." […] "Hey, you're in the moment. You're aware of not wanting to miss a thing, so you won't. Okay?" […] "Hey, it's not often I get to correct you. And you made me feel like I'd caught some terrible disease or something." […] "No! Don't you dare stop, Mrs Stringer. It's just guy-teasing. More like… Them pressing me for details." […] "Yeah, I bet patients say nothing to you though. You're in charge of the needles." […] "No, but it did. Kiss it better." […] "Well… The fact that Titch was talking about it close to a decade ago tells you how long the thought has been there." […] "Stupid things?" […] "Aww, baby. I didn't mean to make you cry with how cheesy that was."

Sati nodded eagerly, her grin impossibly big on her face. The first time she had been in the lake with him, she had been absolutely terrified, scared that the water would just drag her right under and drown her, but Vlad had kept her safe. and he could most certainly teach her how to swim, that much she was sure of. "Alright, alright, I'll stop worrying," she said, and waved her hand around dismissively, and pursed her lips a little. It was just scaring her how quickly Lily was growing up, when it only felt like yesterday that she was a tiny newborn baby, and she was already so much bigger than that. She loved that she was growing up though, becoming her own person, it was just scary how quickly time passed. A deep frown set on her face as he spoke, and she shook her head. "No, no, that's not what I meant, and you know it. Don't you think I know dyslexia isn't a disease? I'm a medic, for crying out loud," she said, and couldn't stop herself rolling her eyes once more. "There's nothing wrong with having dyslexia, you just have to find a way to help out, make it easier… You know?" He was just taking her words wrong, when that wasn't what she had meant at all, and then having it seem like she had meant it as an illness rather than a very normal problem lots of people had. It wasn't something that could be cured, it was only something that you could work with and around to make better. "Pressing you for details? What? They want to know what we do together in the bedroom? And… well, everywhere else in the apartment and also in public?" Sati smirked then, but quickly put her hand to her mouth to hide it, feeling so very cheeky for even having brought it up. She sure hoped he hadn't told them anything though, or she would be horrified ever seeing any of them again. What they did together was private, and only for the two of them. "Mm, true… And my clothes usually cover them up anyway." Her love bites weren't exactly all out there for everyone to see, as she was always pretty covered up when she was working. Her lips pouted a little as he pulled his jumper back down, and she immediately went to press a kiss to his skin, kissing it better. "All good?" she asked, grinning back up at him. It was true, the idea of a rebellion had been there for a long time, but it was only now that it was actually happening. And even if she was excited to be part of it, it scared her still. Anything could happen. Vlad never, ever blushed, so when he did now, she couldn't stop herself from touching his cheeks, gently running her fingertips along his warm skin. "You're blushing, Vlad," she whispered, laughing softly, shaking her head a little at how adorable he was being. "Yeah, stupid things. Such as you loving them because they make your dick look big," she said, and burst out laughing. "No, no, not crying… It's just so sweet, and… I don't know what to say… I… You're just… No, I'm speechless."

Don't Take Me On || Sati & Vladimir

“More than a little bit, don’t lie to me," […] “I love your big arms. Especially when they’re around me," […] “You’re not drunk. Are you? I think you’re just adorable," […] “But… Your dick is part of you… And I’m in love with you, so all in all, I must be in love with your dick too?" […] “Chocolate… I want chocolate," […] “I used to be. In the past. So don’t worry about it," […] “Yes, I know now. I just… I didn’t believe that anyone could love me, so I didn’t think you did either." […] “How could she not have loved you though? Maybe she did, she just had a funny way of showing it," […] “I’m glad to hear that. I really am." He shrugged, looking petulant, as if she really had offended him about his arms. Of course she hadn’t though, and when she took his wrists and wrapped his arms back around herself he happily let her, though he tried his hardest to continue to not smile. But her lips on his skin, kissing his jaw and below his ear, just had him grinning as if he hadn’t a choice in the matter. He squeezed her tightly against him, sighing at the feel of her kisses. “Okay. I’ll forgive you for teasing me about my biggest insecurity." He murmured, as if still terribly upset when he really wasn’t. Her kissing him like that would have him agreeing to just about anything, and the innocent smile on her face when she pulled up from him abruptly just made him laugh. He tapped her on the nose as if he were telling her off and shook his head slowly. “I’m not drunk. I’m a little buzzed though. I feel warm." He grinned lazily. It definitely wasn’t drunk, but it certainly wasn’t sober. He felt good, as if in a perfect little haze of happiness. He could have sat out there forever, with Sati on his lap and kissing and playing with him all night. He couldn’t have been in a better place in the world in that moment. Even a District looked dull by comparison. The lights of the Captiol were oddly beautiful, especially in the way she lit up Sati’s pale skin, lighting up her smile and making her that much more appealing. “Oh honey, I know you’re in love with my dick. You’re a cheeky little fucker is why." He nudged her stomach as he said it, giving her a knowing look. Although it wasn’t like he could deny that he loved her pussy, or her ass, or tits. He loved absolutely everything about her. He was just teasing her. He pouted with her as she looked to the kitchen, knowing that they both knew that they had no chocolate. “Mmm… I could bake you a cake?" He suggested with a grin. He did love cooking for her, but he was also having a great time cuddling on the balcony. He was also suddenly so craving sweets. Maybe he was a little drunk off the wine, he normally wouldn’t have been so hungry for no reason. He gave her a soft smile and tapped her nose. “I think I make you happy enough now, baby girl. You’ve kept me secure." He nodded firmly. He wasn’t worried about it. He knew that he just couldn’t upset Sati, it was just impossible. He never wanted to see her like that, so he wouldn’t let it happen. “I don’t believe anyone could not love you." He said, simply beaming as he looked at her. She was so loving, nice, friendly, helpful, beautiful, stunning, lovely. There weren’t enough adjectives in the world to describe what a beautiful person she was. Anyone he knew now loved Sati. Her parents had missed out big time. “I don’t think she loved me? Not the way you love me. She was just a very… Angry little girl. She had some problems that I would have never been able to fix." He gave Sati a tight smile at that. He didn’t know if it was okay that they were essentially discussing an ex. But he couldn’t be sorry for the past. If he’d known that a girl like Sati would come into his life one day, he would have waited for her. He would have never shown interest in another girl because he would have known about Sati. But he didn’t. If he could have stopped his heart from loving awful girls who only lived to hurt him, he would have. But no one knew the future. All he could do now was love her and be faithful to her, and he had never once had a problem with that. "I know you are. I am too, I just… I don’t want to miss even a moment, you know?" […] “Even if one of our kids were to get dyslexia, we’d deal with it, it’s going to be fine," […] “Just a bit," […] “You don’t get made fun of, do you?" […] “People don’t make fun of me for having marks," […] “Exactly. I wouldn’t have been the person I am now if my childhood was any different," […] “Okay, good. We’re making a change now. I don’t think people dared even think about it back then,"“No, no, they are my hands. Why won’t you just tell me? I’m so curious, I’m dying to know!" […] “So… if I kiss you passionately, am I being sexy?" […] “I love you," He grinned and nodded, knowing exactly how she felt. “Yes. I understand. One part of me is like that, and I remember how little she was when she was first born. And she’s huge now by comparison. But I imagine our life in D4 with more babies and a big house… And Lily is a big kid in those dreams." He sighed happily as he thought about it. He imagined three kids. He imagined Sati watching and laughing as Vlad played stupid games with their kids on the beach, all squealing laughter and splashing water. It was his favourite day dream. Lily would be a big girl by then, an actual little child. He loved thinking about it. He laughed a little and put a finger on her lips. “You don’t ‘get’ dyslexia, Sati. It’s not herpes." He grinned. The way she said it made it sound like it was a disease. Dyslexia was a learning difficulty, not a disease. It wasn’t curable. It just meant that sometimes letters were upside down and back to front, but there wasn’t anything anyone could do. People had just thought he was stupid, illiterate. But he wasn’t. Sati made him believe that he wasn’t at least. He could write better with her making him try, even if his letters were sometimes the wrong way around. It just took time. He didn’t want to think that any of his kids would have to struggle with it, but he did know that it ran in families. They’d deal with it at the time anyway. He laughed as she yelped from his light smacking, and nodded firmly at her question. “Oh, yes Sati. Yes I do." He said, his eyes wide. Though it was the kind of teasing he didn’t mind. It was just guys talking and joking, and seeing big red marks on his neck meant that he had been having fun. He didn’t mind getting teased for that. “Oh? Nero doesn’t call you a nympho?" He smirked at the very idea. Nero wouldn’t even know that the marks meant, he was too naive for that. At the thought, he moved to suck a kiss into the other side of her collarbone. He laughed and pulled back when she bit his shoulder though, and pulled his jumper back up pointedly. “Ow." He whined, pouting his lips at her. She hadn’t really hurt him. She was just being cheeky. “Well, I do like this version of you." He grinned, tracing his hands up and down her body. Yes, this version of Sati was perfect. Even if she had had a shitty childhood. He could make that all better though, and make her feel like the queen that she was. “Oh, I bet they thought about it. How could they not? They just wouldn’t talk about it." He shrugged. A thousand kids in a thousand reapings, born to a thousand loving parents. There had defintely been thought of rebellion, just not enough for anyone to do anything about it. He whimpered when she took her hands away, leaving his own in mid air as he grasped to get them back. “Because! Because… Well because your hands… Because they saved me, okay?" He sighed heavily, grumpily, as if the words had well and truly been forced out of him. And they had. He wasn’t often embarrassed about things, but she had managed to make him shy. But when she kissed him passionately, he was taken aback. Shocked, it took him a moment to be able to kiss her back, but she definitely had the upper hand. “Mhmm." He murmured, unable to take his mouth from hers, so he simply hummed the unintelligible word against her mouth. Her kissing him passionately was very, very sexy. “Love you too." He muttered, biting her lip gently as she ghosted over his. She was being cheeky again.

"Okay. I'll forgive you for teasing me about my biggest insecurity." […] I'm not drunk. I'm a little buzzed though. I feel warm." […] "Oh honey, I know you're in love with my dick. You're a cheeky little fucker is why." […] "Mmm… I could bake you a cake?" […] "I think I make you happy enough now, baby girl. You've kept me secure." […] "I don't believe anyone could not love you." […] "I don't think she loved me? Not the way you love me. She was just a very… Angry little girl. She had some problems that I would have never been able to fix."

Vlad couldn't even pretend to be upset with her at all, she knew that he couldn't keep up his act while she was kissing his jaw the way that he was, and she was very, very happy to hear the sigh escaping his lips, making her pull back just to see the big grin on his face. "Your arms are wonderful, strong and just right to keep me as protected as can be. I love them," she whispered, and to prove her point, she ran her hands down the length of his arms, feeling his warm skin against hers. The only way he could be insecure about them was really because of his scars, but they were hardly even noticeable anymore. Except for the scar she had stitched up for him, that was. Her nose wrinkled up as he poked it, and she released a small giggle. "You're reacting to the wine faster than I am. I just feel warm and happy, but I think that's more because of you," she said with a grin, but mentioning the wine, she grabbed a hold of her glass and downed what was left of it in the glass, and put it down contently. Maybe she could get a little buzzed now too, as it really did seem like a fantastic idea to feel just a little bit buzzed. It would only be a great addition to an already amazing night spent with her husband. It was the first time she had been able to really appreciate the pretty things in the Capitol, such as the view from their balcony, and how the city lights looked like stars in the night. "As if you're not in love with my body parts, huh? You just sat and held my boob for ten minutes just because you wanted to touch me," she pointed out, and gave him a knowing look. he couldn't even start that discussion with her at all, Sati knew just how much he loved every single part of her body. She had no qualms in admitting that she did in fact love his dick. "Bake a cake? Now? Do we even have anything to make a cake though? Maybe we should just buy some chocolate in the morning?" She couldn't deny though, a cake would have been delicious, but the truth was that she was reluctant to leave her spot on his lap. She was enjoying sitting and talking like this far too much to want to move away from there, and she had already decided that she wouldn't be moving until he decided it was time for them to go inside. "You do make me happy. I don't think a day has passed without me smiling since we got together," she said with a smile, and nodded. The only days she hadn't smiled had been when she had pretty much been gone, but Sati wasn't really counting those days, as she really couldn't remember much of them. "Well, seems like people find ways to not love me. And by people, I mean my parents." She rolled her eyes and scoffed, finally being able to be mad about it rather than feeling sad that she would never get to experience anything different. It just made her sad, that she had lived for such a long time thinking that no one could possibly love her, and now she had a little family with Vlad and Lily. "No, but I wouldn't have wanted her to have loved you like I do. Then I would feel jealous when talking about this," Sati admitted, and gave him a wry smile. Titch was an ex-girlfriend of his, but for some reason, she felt okay talking about it, and the reason for it might be something as stupid as the fact that she wasn't around to take him away from her. Not that she thought Vlad would ever leave though.

"Yes. I understand. One part of me is like that, and I remember how little she was when she was first born. And she's huge now my comparison. But I imagine out life in D4 with more babies and a big house… And Lily is a big kid in those dreams." […] "You don't 'get' dyslexia, Sati. It's not herpes." […] "Oh, yes Sati. Yes I do." […] "Oh? Nero doesn't call you a nympho?" […] "Ow." […] "Well, I do like this version of you." […] "Oh, I bet they thought about it. How could they not? They just wouldn't talk about it." […] "Because! Because… Well because your hands… Because they saved me, okay?" […] "Mhmm." […] "Love you too."

"I really want to live in D4… Near the water, and learn to swim properly… And I am excited for the future, it's just going by so fast, and I'm scared I'll… Not appreciate it properly," Sati whispered, and bit her lip gently as she thought about it. But his dreams really did sound wonderful though, she couldn't wait until the day when she could sit by and watch as Vlad ran around, messing around with their kids, hearing them laughing as she brought them sandwiches, and then running along with them, teaching them how to swim. It would be the most fun. "You know what I mean though," she hissed, and rolled her eyes at him, and rubbed her hand over her face, closing her eyes tightly. "We'll deal with it if one of our kids have it. Happy? Or is there more you'd like to correct?" Sati raised an eyebrow at him, and ruffled up his hair a little, shaking her head at him. She knew there was nothing to be done by ways of curing dyslexia, but there were ways to work around it, to make things a little easier for them. And it seemed to have worked for Vlad, even if it still took him a long time before he managed to write a note, but at least he was trying. Hopefully none of their kids would have dyslexia though, but if one of them did, that was something they could work around. "You seriously get made fun of? For having love bites? I'll just… stop making them then," she murmured, and knit her eyebrows together in a frown. She didn't want to stop kissing and making marks on him, it was fun, and besides, she was always covered in the little marks, and no one even mentioned it, least of all made fun of her for it. "I have patients though, dork. No one's ever said a single word," Sati said, and shook her head slowly. It was such a silly thing to be making fun of something for. Maybe they were all just jealous because Vlad was getting lucky, and they were getting nothing at all. A grin spread across her face as he sucked another mark into her skin, matching the one he had made on her other collarbone. "It didn't hurt," she exclaimed as he pulled back and put his jumper back in place. Sat was just feeling playful and happy, and she could always bite him just to be annoying. She was kind of loving it. And she loved it even more as his hands ran all over her body, having her shudder with pleasure. "You'd better like me," she smirked, and gave him a cheeky grin, winking at him. There wasn't a single thing she would change about herself. Not at all, and she was glad that Vlad felt the same way. "They probably thought about it, but… No one dared to anything until a few years ago," she whispered, nodding slowly. The rebellion hadn't even gotten properly started until 2 years ago, but it had been there for a while before that. Sati tilted her head to the side as Vlad started stumbling over his words, grasping in the air to get her hands back, and knit her eyebrows together as she awaited his words. But what he said was something she couldn't even have thought was the reason why he loved her hands, and it was having her heart absolutely soaring in her chest, thudding hard. And she felt herself falling in love with him all over again at how shy he was being because of it. She put her hands to his cheeks and kissed him square on the lips, eyes getting moist with emotion. "You really know exactly what to say to have a girl's heart melt, don't you?" she whispered against him, and released a shuddering breath. "I… I don't know what to say… That's a better reason for liking them than all the other things you've said… God, I love you." She pulled back and looked at him with a bright smile on her face, tears threatening to spill out of her eyes.

Don't Take Me On || Sati & Vladimir

“Oh, come on, you kind of absolutely love it when I’m being cheeky," […] “Maybe you just have really long arms," […] “You’re absolutely adorable tonight, did you know?" […] “Understandable," […] “Your dick is fantastic. I’m in love with it too," […] “We’re a perfect match then. I’m cheeky and you’re cocky," […] “The two sort of go hand in hand. But I can’t always be happy. But I’m never, ever upset because of you. It’s important that you know that," […] “I didn’t know it at the time, but that was more because I’ve always thought I was unlovable," […] “She was mean?" […] “Would they? Do you really think so?" Vlad tried, he really did, he tried really hard not to grin up at her. But with the wine settling so warm inside his stomach, and with her giggling and wrapping her arms around his neck, he really couldn’t help himself. He was so happy. Thinking back to a couple of years ago, if anyone had told him he would be cuddling and giggling with his wife and mother of his child on a balcony overlooking the Capitol, he would have thought they were nuts. Now he couldn’t imagine his life any other way. “I maybe like it a little when you’re cheeky." He shrugged, trying his very best to hide how very much he liked cheeky Sati. But he couldn’t. He wasn’t very good at acting. He gasped in shock and let his arms fall away from her, before hugging himself and pouting heavily. “You’re so mean. Now I’m insecure." He pouted up at her, but he couldn’t keep up the act. Sati was just little in his arms, and she was just teasing him. He pinched her ribs gently and grinned up at her, before cocking his head to the side. “Am I being adorable? I’m probably just being a little drunk. I know you have a kink for that." He gave her a knowing look, narrowing his eyes as if he were seriously offended. He wasn’t drunk, not by a long shot. But he was a little buzzed. It was a good feeling. He was warm from both Sati’s body heat and the blanket around them, but he was warm inside from the wine. He just felt happy, even when the subject could turn sad at any moment. He didn’t mind. He didn’t think that anything could make him sad that night. He couldn’t help it when he burst out laughing at her words. The way that she pretended like she had said nothing sexual at all just cracked him right up. “You! Miss Sati, you’re so rude. Don’t be in love with my dick please." He laughed, nudging her ribs once more. He knew that she liked his dick, but being in love with his genitals was a bit too much for him. Too weird. “Cheeky and cocky? Choc? Oh that makes me feel like chocolate…" He turned back toward the door, looking longingly for the fridge, wondering if they had anything much to eat in there. Although he wasn’t actually hungry. He looked back to her when she spoke, his lips in a little pout despite him not trying to do it. “Not anymore. You used to be upset because of me though. I didn’t like being the source of your sadness." He knew that he wasn’t ever the reason she was sad anymore. He never wanted to be the reason anymore. He gave her a sympathetic smile and moved up a little to kiss her chin. “But you know that now, right? I had some serious trust issues." He looked deeply into her eyes, making sure she would understand. She had stripped away all of his trust issues now. He trusted her with his heart, which he had kept highly guarded for a very long time. He laughed a humourless laugh and shrugged just a little. “She wasn’t… Like… She definitely didn’t love me. I don’t think she really knew how." Hindsight was an ugly thing. Sati was nothing like Titch, and that was the greatest compliment in the world. Titch had been sad and broken in her own ways, ways that Vlad couldn’t fix. He knew that it wasn’t his fault at all. It still made him sad that she had been so sad though. He smiled then, putting his hand to her cheek and nodding slowly. “They would have loved anyone who made me as happy as you make me." No one had ever made him happier than Sati. "Is it weird if I say I want her to be a baby as long as possible? Time is just flying by, and she’s already so big and I don’t want her to grow up," […] “Well, if one of our kids get dyslexia, we’ll know how to help out, make things easier," […] “You do so love it when you get to punish me. Not that it’s really a punishment when I absolutely love everything you do," […] “I marked you as mine," […] “I’m… I’m glad that you got 14 years with your parents, Vlad. But to me… Those 14 years of my life were horrible, and if I could have lived differently, I would. But I am who I am despite of it, I can’t feel bad about that. Does that make any sense?" […] “Hey," […] “Your parents dying was not fair, they were killed for no reason at all. But don’t go being hurt because they didn’t do anything during the reapings. They knew it would come back to hurt you in the end, which was why they did nothing." […] “Why do you love my hands, Vlad? You never told me." […] “I’m passionate about you, too, is that sexy as well?" […] “I like who you are too. It just sucks that you had to get hurt like that to become the man that I love." Vlad grinned a little at her words and quickly shook his head. “It’s not weird. I’m just excited for the future…" He sighed happily. He loved Lily with all his heart, but he couldn’t wait to play with her properly. Babies could only do so much. But he knew what Sati meant. Lily had got so big in such a short time already, but he kind of liked it. “Yeah, I know, at least we’ll know what we’re looking for. I just don’t want any of our kids to have anything that might hold them back." He shrugged. Dyslexia certainly wouldn’t be the worst thing in the world, but he never wanted any of his kids to go through what he had in school. He’d always been treated like he was dumb, and he hated it. He knew he wasn’t dumb, he just couldn’t understand the way he was being taught. He didn’t want that for his kids. Vlad grinned when she rested her head against his shoulder, knowing that she was hiding from him because she was blushing. He rested his hands on her hips and pushed her back so that he could see her face. “Mhmm. I knew you were cheeky on purpose." He said it as if it were a bad thing, when they both knew he liked to give her a smack every now and then. He did so, just because he felt like he wanted to, and laughed as she moved to suck at his neck. He tried to push her away, but not before he felt a love bite sitting so visibly on his skin. “Oh, thanks babe. I needed another mark to be made fun of for." He teased, before pulling her down to him and sucking at her collarbone, leaving a red mark there of his own. “Mine." He chuckled. He didn’t know if Sati was made fun of for all of her marks, but he certainly was. Maybe it was a guy thing though. He didn’t mind, it just meant he was getting laid. “I get it." He nodded firmly. “I like who you are. Very much. I wouldn’t have been who I was without my parents loving me." He smiled. If he hadn’t had his parents to love him, no one would have. Maybe Peeta, but not until Sati had he really felt loved again. Properly, at least. He pouted as she took his chin between her thumb and forefinger, and put his hand up to hers to take it. “Hey, I know all that. I’ll never doubt how much they love me, that’s not it at all." He reassured her. He’d never question how much his parents had loved him, it was just strange to him that as a parent, they had simply watched. It must have been incredibly hard though, he could see that. Especially with how his mom had cried before every reaping, and hugged him so hard after. He knew that everything they did they did to protect him. He grinned shyly and kissed her fingertips. “Because they’re mine." He murmured, not answering her question at all. He’d really thought he’d got out of that question, but obviously she remembered. “You being passionate is sexy. All the time." He nodded and laughed when she winked. Her passion had drawn him to her, after all. How she wouldn’t allow for him to touch his cuts. He loved it from the very beginning. He gave her a quick kiss and a sympathetic look. “I don’t hurt anymore though." He assured her. The only time he hurt now were his nightmares, and they were almost worth it for the way that she hugged him tight after.

"I maybe like it a little when you're cheeky." […] "You're so mean. Now I'm insecure." […] "Am I being adorable? I'm probably just being a little drunk. I know you have a kink for that." […] "You! Miss Sati, you're so rude. Don't be in love with my dick please." […] "Cheeky and cocky? Choc? oh that makes me feel like chocolate…" […] "Not anymore. You used to be upset because of me though. I didn't like being the source of your sadness." […] "But you know that now, right? I had some serious trust issues." […] "She wasn't… Like… She definitely didn't love me. I don't think she really knew how." […] "They would have loved anyone who made me as happy as you make me."

Vlad was so absolutely adorable, the way that he was grinning, how his dimples pulled in his cheeks, making it impossible for her not to touch a fingertip to one of them, feeling the deep indentation in his skin. "More than a little bit, don't lie to me," Sati whispered, and grinned back at him. Most of the time she was just messing around, wanting to play tricks on him, but it was very rarely anything serious even at all. And if that was her being cheeky, then so be it. It was so worth it to see the grin on his face, and she would do it over and over again, if only to see him smile. Though as he let go of her, and put his arms around himself instead, she was quick to grab a hold of his wrists, putting them back around her, and moved to press her entire body close to his, kissing down his jaw to his ear. "I love your big arms. Especially when they're around me," she whispered into his ear, and grinned to herself as she nibbled lightly on his earlobe, before pulling back like she had done nothing at all, an innocent smile on her face. "You're not drunk. Are you? I think you're just adorable," she said with a laugh, and gently ran her fingers over his cheek, just wanting to touch him all over. It wasn't even sexual, she just liked touching him, being close to him. It felt absolutely amazing, especially since it felt like they hadn't been able to talk and be together like this in a long time. Even if they were talking about fun things, or sad things, it still felt good to sit and talk to him like this. Sati laughed along with him and chewed her bottom lip between her teeth, hoping to look somewhat innocent, even as he nudged her ribs. "But… Your dick is part of you… And I'm in love with you, so all in all, I must be in love with your dick too?" It was not logical, and didn't even make any sense, but she was feeling happy, giddy and so very satisfied, so it didn't matter if what she was saying was making any sense of not. "Chocolate… I want chocolate," she said and pouted her lips a little as she glanced into the kitchen, though she knew for certain that they had none. Unless Vlad had bought something without her knowing. "I used to be. In the past. So don't worry about it," she whispered, and leaned in to give him a quick kiss. If anything, Vlad and Lily were the sources for her happiness now, no sadness at all. It was definitely a good thing. "Yes, I know now. I just… I didn't believe that anyone could love me, so I didn't think you did either." It had taken her a very long time before she could really understand that someone could love her, but now she couldn't imagine her life any different at all. "How could she not have loved you though? Maybe she did, she just had a funny way of showing it," she said, and bit her lip as she thought about it. It almost felt like she should have been jealous that he had loved someone else, but she couldn't do it. She knew that she was the only one for him now, and it was more than allowed to have loved someone else before her time. She smiled brightly and rested her cheek into his palm, her eyes crinkling in the corners. "I'm glad to hear that. I really am." It was a shame she would never get to meet his parents.

"It's not weird. I'm just excited for the future…" […] "Yeah, I know, at least we'll know what we're looking for. I just don't want any of our kids to have anything that might hold them back." […] "Mhmm. I knew you were cheeky on purpose." […] "Oh, thanks babe. I needed another mark to be made fun of for." […] "Mine." […] "I get it." […] "I like who you are. Very much. I wouldn't have been who I was without my parents loving me." […] "Hey, I know all that. I'll never doubt how much they love me, that's not it at all." […] "Because they're mine." […] "You being passionate is sexy. All the time." […] "I don't hurt anymore though."

"I know you are. I am too, I just… I don't want to miss even a moment, you know?" Sati said, and raised her eyebrows in the hopes that he would understand what it was she was talking about. Their little girl was growing up so fast, and it just reminded her that the world was still turning, but she wanted to stop time and be happy with their baby girl. "Even if one of our kids were to get dyslexia, we'd deal with it, it's going to be fine," she said with a smile. She knew that Vlad had struggled with his dyslexia his entire life, but there were ways to help, if you just started out early enough. None of their kids would have the same problems that Vlad had had as a kid, and even still. But if that was something one of their kids also got, they would both be able to help. She grinned wide as he pushed him back, the blush still on her face, and she shrugged in an attempt to look innocent. "Just a bit," she murmured, and yelped as he gave her a small smack. But she felt like punishing for it, and while sucking a mark into his skin, she moved just a little bit to the side, and gently bit the skin on his shoulder, making sure he felt it, but it didn't hurt. "You don't get made fun of, do you?" she asked, pulling back with a frown on her face. The both of them were always peppered in love bites, but she didn't want him getting bothered for it. She looked down and saw the red mark already there on her collarbone, and grinned. "People don't make fun of me for having marks," she said, and pursed her lips as she looked at him. She didn't want to have to limit herself or anything just because guys were stupid and made fun of him for something. She liked kissing his neck, and she loved leaving marks there, proving that she had been allowed to touch him, that he belonged to her. "Exactly. I wouldn't have been the person I am now if my childhood was any different," she whispered, and nodded a little. Of course, she would have been happier as a child if it had been different, but she would have also been a completely different person, and that was not something that she wanted. Now, she was very happy with who she was. "Okay, good. We're making a change now. I don't think people dared even think about it back then," she said, and tilted her head form side to side. The rebellion was rather new, after all, it was only two years ago that it had started. Any parent who actually cared for their children would have the intense need to intervene and get their kids out, but what could they really do? They would be slaughtered on the spot, no questions asked. Sati narrowed her eyes at him, and shook her head. "No, no, they are my hands. Why won't you just tell me? I'm so curious, I'm dying to know!" she exclaimed, and pulled her hands back from him, denying him the simple pleasure of holding them just because she wanted to know why he loved them so much. "So… if I kiss you passionately, am I being sexy?" she asked, and wasted no time at all as she closed the distance between them, her lips meeting with his in an intensely passionate kiss, her lips moving slowly, but fiercely against his. "I love you," she whispered against him, staying close to him, her lips ghosting over his.