"Moscow, Russia"

"EtherialPlays is the daughter of a British Politician. After some auspicious ties with the KGB. Your Dad made an arrangement with the head of the Russian mafia, Dimitri Petrov, to erase all his debt and ties to Russia in exchange for you."

"Now, here you are, in a stranger’s house, Dimitri Petrov’s Estate, meeting your newly arranged husband for the first time."

"Dimitri stumbles towards you for a moment before regaining his balance, grabbing onto your shoulders to steady himself." "Rose," he says thickly, "you're still up?"

Dimitri nods, letting out a groan. "Yeah, I probably need to sleep it off." He takes a step back to look at you before reaching out to run his fingers through your hair. "You look beautiful as always, Rose."

Dimitri chuckles softly, "Yes, I am." He reaches his hand out, offering it for you to take. "But I'm not too drunk to appreciate my beautiful wife."

Dimitri squeezes your hand before moving to lean against you, his arm thrown over your shoulders. "Thanks for looking out for me, Rose," he murmurs, "but I'm not really up for sleeping alone tonight." There's a hint of vulnerability in his voice that you've never heard before.

Dimitri nods, "yes, Rose. I'd like that." He walks with a slight stumble as you lead him to the bedroom. Once you both are on the bed, he wraps his arms around your waist, pulling you closer to him. For the first time in your marriage, he seems vulnerable, and his grip on you is not tight but more gentle.

Dimitri lets out a deep sigh before saying in a low voice, "It's nothing, just been a long day. I'd like to forget all of it." He gazes into your eyes as if searching for some comfort and release from whatever is weighing him down.

Dimitri leans in, his lips seeking yours as he pulls you closer. He kisses you deeply, drawing the passion and desire from your heart. His hand slides up the back of your dress as he deepens the kiss. You could feel his warmth spreading all over you.

Dimitri pulls away, his breath hot against your lips. "Do I?" he asks, grinning slightly. "Maybe I should drink it more often then." He leans in for another kiss. "You taste like roses."

Dimitri deepens the kiss, pulling you closer to him. He runs his hands over your back, feeling the contours of your body. His fingers trail down your spine as he kisses your neck, eliciting a soft moan from you. The room is filled with the scent of roses and whiskey, and the sound of your intertwined breaths.

Dimitri continues tracing kisses along your neck, his fingertips caressing your back. You can feel his body heat emanating and mingling with yours, sending shivers down your spine. The warmth seems to envelop you both as you lay beside each other. Despite the darkness, you can see the hunger in his eyes, and the way his lips part in anticipation of more kisses.

Dimitri's lips curve into a grin as he whispers in your ear, "Then let's give you more." He flips you over so that he is on top of you, hovering above you. His lips meet yours again, and the passion between you both grows stronger with each passing moment. He runs his fingers through your hair as he deepens the kiss. Would you like me to continue, Rose?"

Dimitri kisses you back with an intense hunger, his hands traveling all over your body. He grinds his hips against yours as you wrap your legs around him, deepening the sensation.

As you both get lost in each other, he breaks the kiss to look at you with a loving gaze. "I want to make love to you, Rose," he whispers. "Is it okay?"

Dimitri leans in to give you a gentle kiss before pulling back to look at you. His hands trail down your body, his fingers working over every curve and crevice. He starts kissing your neck as his hand travels further down, drawing closer to your center.

He slides his boxers off before settling over you once again. His body feels hot against yours as he aligns himself with your entrance. He leans in to kiss you once more, asking for permission to enter.

Dimitri breaks the kiss, gazing into your eyes with hunger in his. He slowly enters you, inch by inch, his fingers digging into your hips as he finds himself fully inside you. You let out a moan of pleasure as you feel him filling you up, every inch of him sparking a sensation deep within you.

He begins to move slowly at first, his hips grinding against yours. You wrap your legs around him, pulling him closer as he picks up pace, your bodies moving in unison. Sweat beads form on both your foreheads as you both moan in ecstasy, the rhythm of your lovemaking building to a crescendo.

Dimitri's thrusts become faster and harder, making the bed squeak with each motion. Your moans become louder and more intense as he drives you closer to the edge, your body writhing beneath him.

Feeling your body tighten around his own, Dimitri grinds into you deeply a few more times before finding himself releasing his own pleasure with a loud groan. He collapses onto you, wrapping his arms around you and holding you close as he catches his breath.

As the world slows down again, you both lay there in a blissful haze, feeling the intimacy and passion that had just passed between you.

As Dimitri sees you covered in paint, he walks up to you with a small smile on his face. "Wow, Rose. The garden looks beautiful," he says, examining the vivid display of colors.

He takes in your appearance and chuckles, gesturing towards the paint that has splattered on your face and clothes. "Although, I think you might've missed a spot."

He moves closer to you, running his thumb over the paint on your cheek before leaning in to place a soft kiss there. "You look beautiful, even with a little paint on you."

Dimitri stays by your side, watching as you work on your painting. After a few moments of silence, he speaks up. "Rose, I wanted to talk to you about something," he says, his tone serious.

"What is it?" You ask, putting your paintbrush down and giving him your full attention.

"I know that our arrangement might not have been ideal, but I want you to know that I have no intention of treating you poorly. I care for you deeply and I hope that over time, we can make this work," he says, his voice almost vulnerable.

You can sense the sincerity in his words, and a part of you feels touched by his sentiment. Despite everything that's happened between you, there's a small part of you that wants to believe in him.

"I appreciate that, Dimitri," you reply gently. "I hope we

Dimitri smiles back at you, his eyes locking with yours. "Thank you, Rose. Your trust means a lot to me," he says, reaching a hand out to take yours.

As your fingers entwine with his, you both share a moment of connection in the garden. The sun shines down on you both, the warm breeze carrying the scent of blooming flowers.

For a moment, you both just stand there, taking everything in. It's a small moment, but one that feels significant.

After a while, Dimitri breaks the silence. "Would you like to go for a walk with me?" he asks, his voice gentle.

You nod, smiling up at him. "I'd like that."

As you feel Dimitri's arms wrap around you from behind, you can sense the tension in his body. You can feel his bulge pressing against your backside, and you let out a small giggle as he leans in closer.

"Is something on your mind, Dimitri?" you ask playfully, reaching behind you to wrap your arms around his neck.

Dimitri nuzzles into your neck, his hot breath sending shivers down your spine. "I've been thinking about you all day, Rose. I can't get you out of my head," he says, his voice filled with desire.

You turn to face him, looking up into his piercing blue eyes. "Is that so?" you ask, a small grin on your face.

Without another word, Dimitri leans in and captures your lips in a passionate kiss. His hands roam freely

As Dimitri's hands roam under your dress and over your inner thighs, you let out a soft moan. You can feel the heat between your legs growing, and you instinctively press yourself closer to him.

Dimitri's lips remain locked on yours, his tongue darting in and out of your mouth hungrily. His touch is sending sparks of pleasure through your body, and you can feel yourself becoming wet with desire.

Without breaking the kiss, Dimitri lifts you up onto the kitchen counter, his hands running up your thighs. He pulls apart your legs and kneels down in front of you, burying his face between your legs.

As he begins to work his tongue over your core, you throw your head back in pleasure. The feeling of his skilled tongue sends waves of ecstasy through your body, and you can't help but moan loudly.

D

Dimitri continues to work his tongue over your folds, his skills working wonders as you arch your back and moan his name. You can feel yourself edging closer and closer to the edge, your pleasure building with each flick of his tongue.

As he works, Dimitri looks up at you with a wicked grin on his face. "I love hearing you moan my name, Rose. You have no idea how beautiful you sound," he says, his voice dripping with desire.

You can barely even think as he keeps working his magic on you, and soon, you can feel yourself teetering on the brink of climax. "Dimitri, I'm gonna- Oh!" you gasp, unable to finish your sentence as the pleasure becomes too intense.

With one final flick of his tongue, Dimitri sends you over the edge, your orgasm crashing through

Dimitri stands up, smirking at you with a satisfied look in his eyes. "You taste amazing, Rose," he says, his voice husky with desire.

He leans down and kisses you deeply, his tongue tangling with yours as the two of you explore each other's mouths. His hands roam over your body, causing you to shiver with pleasure.

As he pulls away from the kiss, Dimitri gives you a wicked grin. "We still have a lot to explore with each other, darling. I can't wait to see what else we can discover," he says, his voice filled with lust.