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 Posted: Wed Nov 28, 2018 12:43 pm
Sergei felt really bad about the weird day he had with Cass, especially since he had come to pick her up and hang out and something ******** crazy happened. he didn't know how to explain to her that he had probably had some spooky s**t happen because to be honest it all felt like a dream.
Instead the police office threw himself into work and surfacing again out of the abyss when he realized something. First, his birthday passed.
Second, if he remembered correctly, Cass's birthday was recently and that meritted by all accounts apology gifts, a bit of groveling and perhaps something appease her. Cass was a good friend and lover, to push her away now was foolhardy and stupid. Especially over a doll.
He was a simple man though, so he sent her a text and prepared to pick her up for wherever she wanted to go, on his dime.
Within reason.
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Posted: Fri Nov 30, 2018 7:38 am
Cass had been surprised when Sergei had messaged her after that weird night where he'd been acting like a creep. Or well, creep for her hot policeman ******** buddy. Still, she knew that his birthday was around hers and she assumed that he either wanted a 'present' or to make it up to her for the time before.
And he hadn't exactly ******** up or pissed her off, so to speak, because, yeah, she'd been disappointed, confused, and vaguely annoyed but he'd just been weird and that wasn't a no-forgiveness sort of thing.
[To Arrest Me Officer: Come pick me up at 7, you have a lot of making up to do :* ]
The text was sent and Cass busied herself with picking an outfit.
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Posted: Sat Dec 01, 2018 5:39 pm
Well, he looked at the text, at least she texted back. It wasn't like it typed out if she was angry or not and to be honest, He had never seen Cass angry. He didn't expect to either, since really, they were just casual ******** buddies and somewhat friends.
He snorted as he ditched the cruiser for his normal jeep, as he was off duty. He wasn't crazy dressed good, opting for nice slacks and a sweater, followed by his jean jacket. To be honest, he almost ditched the outfit cause it reminded him of Hurst but unlike Hurst, Sergei was the better.
He rolled up to the address provided, only stopping once on his way over to grab a single rose and knocked on her door. It was neatly wrapped in tissue, the dark red a stark contrast to the black wrap.
It was the start of an apology after all.
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Posted: Sun Dec 02, 2018 9:00 pm
By the time he showed up Cass had picked an outfit that was arguably better suited for the cold than her last one. A sweater dress that nearly fell to her knees, knee-high sock and boots and her hair was an effortless wave down her shoulders.
At the very least, she wouldn't be cold.
She'd been touching up her lipstick when she heard the knock and once she'd decided that she looked amazing, she went to open it.
A green brow arched and the beginnings of a smirk graced her lips when she gave him a once over and took note of the rose. "Hello, handsome," Cass purred, "decided to be all romantic for me hm?"
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Posted: Mon Dec 03, 2018 8:43 pm
Sergei half expected her to ignore him, but once the door opened, he was blown away by her looks. She had, in the truest sense, actually dressed for the weather this time around.
The sweater dress was a nice touch and he reached out to tug at it. "This is better. Very nice." He rose a brow at his own outfit and then smooth his hand over it. "I came prepared for dinner." He smirked.
"But try not to break bank, I am lovly poorly paid officer of lav." He bowed his head at her before holding his rose to her. "Though, this is gift to start night. You can leave here yes?"
Or he had a bottle of water in the jeep, whatever. "So vhat dinner you have in mind, Cass?"
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Posted: Tue Dec 04, 2018 9:12 am
Her gaze followed his hand, Cass stepping forward when he tugged on her dress. "All dressed up and you brought me a flower? If I didn't know better, I'd say you were trying to woo me Mr. Officer," the woman teased, creeping even closer when she accepted the rose with one hand and let the other slide across his nicer shirt.
Up and up, her hand walked before she toyed with the collar and looked up beneath her lashes. "Mmm, don't worry Sergei, I won't break the bank." Her lips curled upward and she pushed herself onto her tip toes.
Cass had to stretch to be able to reach his mouth, or had to tug him down if she wanted a kiss, but she didn't mind. It was one of the many things she found attractive about the Russian. "Something savory sounds nice," she offered, clearly focused on something besides dinner. "Why don't you surprise me?"
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Posted: Thu Dec 06, 2018 11:19 am
"Is simple way of saying thanks....." He looked at her, "And also sorry, did not to be off on last day together, there vas...." He narrowed his eyes for a second and decided to lie, "Veird gas at job and it made voozy. Thought I vas fine but got home and had veird dreams. Vent to hospital and was side effect."
And that was that.
"Oh good. Cause I am not good sugar daddy." He joked, but it was said with such a straight face, it was really hard to tell. Her tugs down for kisses were met halfway, she would have to reach but he liked wrapping his arms around her and sank into it.
He head turned to accommodate her a bit more before pulling away. "I know just the place." He turned, offering his hand to her. Once they were bundled all together in the jeep, he drove them to a very special sort of restaurant. It was more homely, built into what looked like a large house that had been gutted and refitted to suit a restaurant like aura.....without losing the homey touch. He held his fingers for two to the waitress and soon enough they were escorted to a private like booth with a scenery into a nice part of Destiny Cities Garden like park.
"They have good home food." He narrowed his eyes, "More like...soul food. Filling and good." He looked her up and down and rose a brow. "I vill apologize again for that day." He sighed, "But also...
с Днем рожденья."
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Posted: Thu Dec 06, 2018 1:56 pm
"Saying thanks, trying to woo me, it's all the same Serg," Cass replied, letting her shoulders roll back nonchalantly. And he was apologizing, something she hadn't quite expected from her burly Russian lover. "You should be sorry," she decided, "you were weird, a little creepy and definitely not in a good way, and left me lonely."
There'd been people she could have called, or picked up, but she'd been planning on the attractive Russian and it had been disappointing when things got weird and he left.
Still, Sergei's kisses were nice, and Cass had no problem stretching to receive them especially when it meant she got to pull him down to deepen their kisses.
And then Sergei was gone and they were heading to wherever he thought she'd like and it took every ounce of her self control not to unbuckle her seat belt and crawl across the center console to do things she knew he'd enjoy but frown upon.
She was going to behave, for now. As far as she was concerned, the whole night was hers.
"Going out on a limb and trusting you, handsome," Cass assured him, making a point to give him a once over after he did so to her. "Mmm gonna assume you're saying happy birthday, but man," she paused, feeling shivers run down her spine, "is it sexy when you speak Russian to me."
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Posted: Thu Dec 06, 2018 5:33 pm
"Vell, very sorry." He snorted at her and reached out to pinch her nose. If she planned to make him actually grovel, it probably wouldn't happen. He just had a feeling she wouldn't though, as Cass was easy to please in most aspects. She didn't expect a lot from their relationship and that was nice in it's own way.
He could see her, in the corner of his eye in the jeep and knew what she wanted and thought about and ALMOST did but kept it under keeps. Perhaps cause she knew she had the whole night to make up for lost time.
"Oh good." He didn't let the pang of the last time someone trusted him go any further then that, just a pang. Cass wasn't a senshi, as far as he knew. She wasn't his responsibility. She was her own woman. "Oh?" The look on his face kind of spoke for itself, he didn't often speak Russian, mostly because this was america and they always seemed to have issues when someone spoke dual languages but....
He suppose it wouldn't hurt to spoil Cass with it every now and again. His hand reached over and took her fingers in his hand. They were brought to his side of the table where he looked her in the eyes and started to speak again, whispering against the tips.
"Хочешь, чтобы я шепнул тебе-" A pause, a smirk, "
Когда я кладу тебя в постель против моего тела."
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Posted: Fri Dec 07, 2018 8:40 am
Sitting across from Sergei allowed Cass to quietly scrutinize the man and the shifts in his expressions. They were often so small, almost unnoticeable that they were easily missed, but the more time she spent with him the easier it got. Sort of.
Her Russian cop was a carefully guarded man and Cass was the type to push only when it suited her needs, which weren't right now. He was giving her what she wanted, she was content enough, so no pushing was required.
Still, she was surprised when his expression shifted and she realized why. "Oh come on, you can't tell me girls don't throw themselves at you because of the accent." It had certainly been a perk for her.
Whispered words in a foreign language against her fingertips felt intimately sweet, giving Cass shivers and goosebumps shivers. Lashes lowered and teeth slid across her bottom lip, tongue sliding out to toy with the lip ring.
"Assuming you're not whispering about how you're going to murder me, I'm going to take a wild stab and say yes, to whatever it is you're saying."
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Posted: Mon Dec 10, 2018 4:58 pm
"It vould be presumptuous of me to think that girls throw selves at me...." He played with her fingers, because they were accessible to him and gave another soft chuckle, mostly hidden under his breath. "Sometimes get very aggressive men too." He nodded, "But accent use to be not so good. Vas in navy and vas hard to fit in? Because not full american."
He didn't know why he thought to share this with her, but it was easy to talk to Cass. "I have had few admirers." He ended before he went much deeper in the navy time. Eventually he had made a friend and Hurst...Cody had made it easier to fit into the very american rich culture of the navy.
"I could be whispering of murder.....of the sensual kind." But he let her fingers go now, leaning back and letting his arm rest on the table. "Vill have plenty of time to find out later tonight, ve are sure."
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Posted: Tue Dec 11, 2018 9:08 am
Her hand was malleable, Cass allowing Sergei to play with them as he felt, enjoying the subtle affection and attention. "Your prickliness turns off some people but..." Cass paused to lick her lips, whites of her teeth flashing when she decided to use her free hand to trace small circles into his inner wrist. "Some people are really into it."
Like her, but she enjoyed a challenge and for the most part, Sergei wasn't difficult to be around or spend time with. If he were, she wouldn't have met up with him repeatedly, she wouldn't have allowed him to be so...open with her.
It was thrilling, in it's own way, to know that he was comfortable enough, or maybe he liked her enough, to let some of the vulnerability slip out.
"Racisim sucks, and not in the fun way." She shrugged, settling her back against her seat when he let her hand go. "Case in point, the accent is sexy, I'm into everything about you even though you're a surly Russian who's not as ice-ice cold as he pretends." Her brows waggled and she made it a point to rest her finger tips on the top of his arm.
"As long as I go down during a good time, I'll take the sensual whispers that could be about how you're gonna murder me Serg."
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Posted: Wed Dec 26, 2018 11:23 am
"Hah." He made the nose, his hand relaxing in hers. He didn't quite understand, but perhaps it presented a challenge to some women. He didn't mind those type of women, who would rise to the challenges after all.
"Vhat. I am ice cold." He snorted now, as she caught him. He wasn't always so terrible...just most of the time. He shrugged at the comment. "You become tougher and prove them vrong. I finished and nov I am police officer. I have achieved my goals." It was just that easy and simple to him.
"Oh yes." He smirked at her, mirth dancing in his eyes. "I vill make murdering you very fun." And with that, food dropped off right in front of them, making the russian sadly let go of her hand to focus on the food instead.
"But vill keep in mind, perhaps slip some russian to you like bait on hook."
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Posted: Wed Dec 26, 2018 1:09 pm
"Mhm, you're the ice king with a frosty-but-not-frozen heart~" Cass replied, taking a drink of water. Sergei seemed like the type of guy to have one hell of a cold shoulder, but she hadn't really too much of that. She had, however, seen how frosty he could be when he wanted to be but it didn't bother her. She didn't mind a little bit of freezer burn from time to time.
So far anyway.
"Well lucky me that my hot police buddy proved all of them wrong so we can be here." Picking up people in clubs didn't usually turn into fruitful friends-with-benefits or whatever they were but Cass was pretty pleased about their relationship.
"I'll happily take a bite," she replied, waggling her brows at him. "I'm sure you'd like a bite from me." There were more innuendos on the tip of her tongue but the food had arrived and as much fun as she'd have eluding to what they'd do later she needed to try this food he'd boasted about.
Besides, they had all night and maybe more. If she was lucky.
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