The way that it should have been

Chapter 2

"Take me, make me yours, stake your claim on me and my body baby. Please." She begged, and I could not have stopped the next words that came out of my mouth if I had tried to.

"You are MINE." I growled.

"You will always be mine." I growled again and she moaned even deeper and louder this time, in response, than she did the last time.

"I will take you detka, I promise you that I will. But we need to talk first." My logical mind took a little control back for a moment. But only slightly. (baby, oh fuck)

'O blyad' did we need to talk first.' I thought to myself. (oh fuck)

She sighed, "ok."

I didn't know if I was more disappointed that we stopped, or prouder of her for not pushing it right now. When she knew chert well that I was already so weak that I was close to giving in and making love to her, taking her and staking my claim on her as my own right then and right there on the bed in her dorm room. (damn)

Honestly, the only thing truly stopping me was the fact that I wanted her first time, our first time together, to be perfect. I wanted so badly for her to be able to look back on her first time and to remember it with a dreamy smile on her beautiful and beguiling face.

After calming ourselves, considerably, we both begrudgingly put our clothes back on. But only after regressing a few times, though God knows that neither one of us really wanted to get dressed. We both wanted the exact same thing... and I swear on my life that getting dressed definitely wasn't it. (damn)

I picked my duster up from her suitcase and lay it across the foot of her bed.

"All right, we have established that I am not going any-chert-where." (damn)

She giggled and I had to admit to myself that I loved that yeblya sound so yeblya much. It was a sound that I'd never heard from her before, but I already longed to hear it again and again and again. I desperately longed to feel it tickle my inner ear and my ear drum again. (fucking, fucking)

Then and there I decided that I would always do everything that I possible could to pull that sound out of her again and again for the rest of our lives. Just as she'd done her absolute best to pull a real smile out of me since the day that we met. And it had been chert near impossible to hide those smiles from her sometimes. On more than one occasion I'd had to turn away from her to keep her from seeing me smile at something she had said or done. (damn)

"Would it be so very bad of me to say that I am very very very happy about that?" She asked as she bit down on the side of her lower lip teasingly. Although I doubt that she was teasing me on purpose.

Seeing her do that I knew that I wanted to be the one whose teeth were wrapped around not only her lip but each and every part of her body. I wanted to kiss, touch, taste and love every single beautiful inch of her body; inside and out.

"Not if you mean it."

"Oh, I mean it. I definitely mean it." She answered as she wiggled her eyebrows at me.

I smiled at her words and chuckled at her actions.

"Me too detka, me too." (baby)

She seemed to glow even brighter when I called her that. Even though she had no idea what I'd actually said, she loved to hear me speak my mother language. I had always known that because I had seen, on a few occasions, how she would shiver when I spoke to her in Russian.

"Now we need to establish what we want to do, what we want to happen between the two of us."

"Oh that's easy, I want to be with you for the rest of my life."

"So do I detka, so do I. The question is how?" (baby)

"What do you mean how?"

"Do we go public? Do we keep it private? Do we stay in the moroi world? Do we go out into the human world? Do we stay in America? Do we move to Russia? Do we move to another country all together?"

"Do you want us to go public?" She asked me as she looked up and me through her eyelashes shyly.

"Yesss." I unintentionally growled again. And when I did, I saw her shiver.

'Ohhh, she likes that does she? I will have to remember that for the future.' I thought to myself with a hidden smirk.

As for her question, I wanted to go public so yeblya bad that it wasn't even yeblya funny. I wanted the whole yeblya world to know that she is mine and that I am hers. I wanted everyone in the whole chert world to know that we do, and always will, belong to and with each other and only each other. (fucking, fucking, fucking, damn)

I wanted all of these stupid idiotic little boys on this campus to know that she is mine. And that they had better not ever blyad' with her again unless they wanted me to blyad' them up. Very yeblya badly. (fuck, fuck, fucking)