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Jun 30 08 12:45 AM
Jun 30 08 9:39 PM
"Ya vas liubliu." Piotr
murmured, repeating the words he uttered earlier. She'd heard them before, and while he never paused to translate,
Lejla was fairly sure she understood the endearment. His lips were at her neck again, their touch making her tremble
with a pleasure not possible when she wore her normal leathers. As she looked up at him, a single tear slipped past the
rim of her eye and sketching a glistening trail down her ruby cheek.
Before she could pull a hand back to dash it away, Piotr stopped its fall with one careful artist's finger. Lejla was a little embarrassed at her emotional state, but his gentle smile revealed he understood her tears were not of sadness
but elation. She briefly closed her eyes, savoring the sensation of his finger tracing the line of her
"I no want anyone else but
you." Lejla sighed quietly in response, her eyes unlidding,
again seeking his as he moved his finger down to touch her lips. She
remembered another time and place, the day she first made his acquaintance, when she had pulled back at a similar touch of his fingers, wary of allowing too
easy an intimacy. Now she treasured this same touch, sharing that knowledge with her eyes.
"I am all yours."
As I am yours, she thought, parting her lips with a shaky intake of breath. Still, there was something that slipped nearly unnoticed into her
thoughts to which she now wished an answer - not that she didn't accept his words as truth, for she trusted him implicitly.
There was proof enough how he felt about her. Lejla only desired to hear the words with her own ears, and out
of simple curiosity. It was a thing that all women needed to know, and the Queen of Freaks was no
Smoothly pushing herself upright just far enough that she could sign, with a pleading expression Lejla asked < Your lady has request of
you. > She almost balked at the question then, but her face gentled as her hands finished her appeal. < Please
tell me… why you... want me? Why you love me? > Lejla hoped it did not sound accusatory, it was not meant as such. She intended only a
confirmation that the bond between them was not merely a fragile emotional thing, easily broken with the slightest adversity.
She laid her heart open in the chill of the evening air at his request. She only hoped he could also be so
Jul 1 08 4:39 PM
Jul 2 08 9:31 PM
"Why?" Piotr paused as one in thought, but he didn't sound
taken aback. Jono had called the Russian a deep thinker the day she had first asked him if he knew much about Piotr.
Lejla thoroughly agreed with her friend's opinion.
"I not good when I talk to people. They usually think I am no smart because my English no good. But, you no see me as stupid and you see through to real
me. You know what it is like to no fit in with people and how you get stares when people see as different. I feel that way too."
His eyes searched her face for confirmation. She reached out and touched
his hand, smiling in warm sympathy. Until now she had no idea that he felt this out of place. Of course, she had much greater cause to feel rancor at the way flatscans treated her.
However, the boys at the mall assailed Piotr with nearly as much contempt and they had no clue that he was also a mutant.
They had mocked his words, which Lejla thought showed their own stupidity. In her opinion, any idiot could see the intelligence in Piotr's
eyes. While he had never been
particularly silent with her, she had noticed he talked very little
to the other students. Was his broken English the main cause of his silence?
She had never realized his shyness might come partly because he felt as foreign as she did among American teenagers.
She would have thought a boy as handsome as Piotr would fit right in with this culture.
"You are artist, like me and our eyes see beauty that others can no see." Lejla leaned into his fingers, savoring every touch he bestowed on her as if it was his last. "You say before that you not understand how I find
beautiful, but when I look at you I can no figure out why you not understand? From first day I meet you I think you most beautiful girl in school and I not
think any different today."
I am beautiful because YOU find
me beautiful, Lejla thought, but she didn't have the
heart to interrupt or argue with him. Instead, she gathered his loving words like scattered pearls, locking them away
in her heart.
"When we first meet I knew
I want to be friends with you, but I no ever imagine I fall in love." Piotr turned back to her and she wanted
to melt. His sweet smile brought a shy one to her own lips. "Now that I have in my life, I no see without you in it. I can no honestly say that there is one reason I love, but it is
all little things I love put together."
He could have stopped there and she would have been perfectly happy to accept that as his answer. His next sentence
brought a brief puzzled crease to her brow. "Asking you to be girlfriend was hardest thing I ever have to do in life. Harder even than leaving home and coming
to America with Professor." She glanced
at his hands on her legs, only a second because his penetrating gaze drew her eyes back to his face. "I was afraid that you would no want me and that I would not only not have girlfriend, but I lose you as friend as well. I
think about you all that day while Gen-X team save boy and I know I should have mind on job, but it on you instead."
Lejla's expression turned thoughtful. Would she have rejected Piotr had she felt only friendship for
him? She doubted it. Half of her attraction to him was due to the way he
treated her with honesty and respect, from that first chilly walk. His caring manner fanned the flame that sparked
between them. < You would never have lost me as friend, > she assured
His hand rose from her thigh
and stroked her cheek. "When Mikhail die, I know he know I
love, but I no ever get tell him. I did no know if you want me like I want you, but I felt I needed tell you in case I no ever get chance
Lejla's hand rose and covered his, briefly stilling his motion as she looked into his eyes. Withdrawing it, she brought her other hand up to sign < I not think I have courage to tell you… before you say how you
feel. > Even after her conversation with Kurt - when she'd promised she would tell him - the depth of her own
feelings had frightened her at first. Having no family and very few strong relationships before coming to the mansion,
she was ill-prepared for the few she now possessed.
Piotr sighed. "Your heart
and you happiness mean more to me than even my own and I see girl who brings out passions in me that my artwork no ever bring out." His hand slid down her
cheek and along her neckline. "I no love you because it is convenient, we have obstacles in relationship that others do no have and we overcome them. I
may no be able to touch you without metal upon body, but still I can touch and that make me happy. And as long as you are happy, then any sacrifice made is
worth for me."
Lejla closed her eyes as his fingers strayed across her collar bone. Piotr hands were finding places no one had ever
touched with any kind of tenderness. Something told her she'd already allowed too much. She should bring this
session to an end and go downstairs, but she could not summon the willpower. Instead she found herself removing the
wraps around her palms, letting them drop carelessly to the floor. With hands completely freed, she slipped her arms
around his back, fingers softly drifting up to his shoulder blades. Once he had told her he could barely feel her
covered skin. Perhaps he would enjoy her touch more without the leather.
Eyes still lidded and lips parted, she turned her face up to him. She could think of no better way to show him just how
pleased she was with his answer.
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Jul 4 08 5:48 PM
Piotr's blissful sounds
were sending shivers down her body. She was so happy to let her knight know how much she cared for him, how much she
wanted to please him. At her invitation, his lips were again pressing into hers, and he kissed her hard and
more deeply than ever. In his embrace she lost all track of time, of where she was and even where he ended and she
began until her she was panting and her heart pounded a staccato beat in her ears. She felt his hands slip around her
behind as they had in her room earlier, drawing her in until she was again pressed close to him. She resisted an almost
incomprehensible urge to rock against him fearing he would think her completely wanton. She couldn't understand why
she lost all sense of reason when he was so near. If that's what love did to a person, she was irretrievably
Piotr's mouth slipped away from hers, allowing her to catch her breath. They didn't pull back, but wandered
across her face to her ear. His attention to her earlobe made her whine in ecstasy.
This was ninth heaven, cloud seven… or whatever number the Americans gave it, being with Piotr was heaven-on-earth.
"Hey, Pete I was thinking…"
Lejla froze in place, eyes flying wide open she stared at her equally startled boyfriend. The accent of the intruder was vaguely familiar, but Lejla couldn't quite place it.
She shot a quick look over her shoulder at the uncomfortable face of Piotr's roommate. Pakao, when had he come back from vacation?
Lejla had assumed he was still gone for the holidays. Heat rushed to her face, but she was to stunned to even
think about pushing Piotr away.
"I'm…ummm, I'm real sorry about this, Pete. I wasn't really expecting you to have…company?"
Lejla gnawed on her inner lip. Damn this was getting old. Where were they supposed to have privacy if not in their own rooms… only it was Neal's room too. He had as much right to be there as Piotr. Lejla dropped her eyes, staring instead at her
own blurry reflection in Piotr's metal skin.
"I'm just going to head out now and grab some dinner,
ok?" Piotr gave Neal a nod and noticed as Neal eyed them and gave him a look in return.
"Nice seeing you again...Lejla, right? Take care of my boy here, he's one of the last of the good
Lejla raised her head and nodded, offering him an awkward smile. She
didn't know Neal very well, but he had been nice enough to 'borrow' a picture of Illyana for her to
use as a model for Piotr's present. Piotr never complained about him except to grumble about his
untidiness. Otherwise the two boys seemed to get along pretty well. What Neal
thought about this whole situation was more Piotr's concern than hers, but she did hope that it wouldn't drive a wedge between the
"As much as I would love continue, I think that our cue that we need save something for tomorrow. If you want be together, I mean."
Lejla sighed at the final touch of his fingers, her lips twitching into a rueful grin watching him transform to flesh.
< Of course we be together tomorrow. Why we not? > She would look forward
to the morning with enthusiasm, but now she would have to make an appearance at the girlie party. She supposed it was
all for the best, before they did something in the heat of the moment that they might both regret.
"Good thing he no see…that."
Not see what? It was pretty obvious what they were doing… Oh!
"I not want you be uncomfortable with…" He glanced down at his less noticeable erection and grinned sheepishly at her. "I hope that this was no
problem? I mean, I can sort of no help it but I not want you feel uncomfortable."
Lejla couldn't help but notice the rather large bulge in Piotr's pants. She turned her head, blood returning to her cheeks when she realized she was staring. It
did make her feel a trifle awkward now that she was coming back to her senses. Not OMG uncomfortable, but a little
disconcerting. Her primary knowledge of boy-girl relationships, until the other day, was from observing the other
students and from TV, and that wasn't something they made a point of showing.
While the streets taught her a few things about sex, her experience was years ago and from a distance. If
that always happened to boys when they kissed, thank God she was a girl.
Trying to recall how she'd felt with Piotr pushing against her, Lejla shook off her momentary embarrassment and turned her eyes on him. She accepted her gloves from his outstretched hand and began to secure them around her palms.
"You ARE most beautiful girl in school, Leli and I am honored that you are girlfriend."
Suddenly feeling shy (which was really stupid after what they'd just shared); Lejla pressed the last Velcro piece into place and
looked up with a smile. Piotr had spoken those words so many times. Perhaps
that was required for her to think of herself as more than a monstrosity. < I am one who is honored.
> Lejla wished she had more to say, but after what they just shared, words seemed unnecessary.
The red girl slid from his desk, pausing to adjust her rumpled pajamas. Impishness returning to her expression, there
was something she thought she better tell him before they both forgot. < Next time… > -- and she was certain their would be a next time -- <… I think maybe we lock door. >
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Piotr let out a
slight chuckle. "I think you are right."
Lejla giggled, more out of nervous relief than humor. Neither Neal nor Doug was likely to talk about their...
indiscressions, but on the chance that it did get around the school, she was probably going to get lectured by more than just Kurt.
She watched him pull a sweatshirt over his rippling muscles with a regretful sigh. If she posed for his painting, maybe
he would be willing to pose for a sculpture. Then she would have something nice to look at before she fell asleep at night, at least more detailed than those little pictures
they took at the mall.
"I am sorry about that, I not consider that Neal would come in on us."
< I not know he came back. Piotr, we should be... more careful, yes? > Sure they hadn't really done anything so wrong. Still, Lejla doubted she
would have let things get quite so heated if she had known there was a chance his roommate could walk in at any time.
Why was it that boys never seemed to think of those things?
Without donning his metal skin, Piotr wrapped his arms around her. Lejla
went to him, albeit uneasily. Her hair was not braided tight against her scalp as it had been before. One false move might spell disaster, and she would hate herself if he got hurt. She tried very hard not to make any quick jerky
motions even if it meant she probably felt a little wooden. It was nice to be in softer arms, and this close she could
hear his heart. Piotr remained warm in his steel form, but he didn't breathe, and if a beating heart lay within
that sturdy chest, she couldn't detect its comforting sound.
He held her as if unable to let her go. Lejla would have been happy to stay there for the remainder of the evening,
enveloped by the man she loved. All too soon he pushed himself carefully away, and without speaking crossed to his bed
and gathered up her things. The red girl didn't dissuade him this time. If
he didn't mind carrying her stuff, who was she to argue his chivalry. Besides, it left her hands free to talk to
him, and it gave her a chance to restrain her perilous tresses. With a roomful of girls, it would be a hazard to leave
Lejla had just finished a simple perfunctory braid when Piotr returned to her side. "I guess it time to walk
you down to party, yes. I am going to think of you all evening, Leli and your knight will look forward to moment he has
you in arms again."
< Your lady will miss her knight, and dream sweet dreams of you until we are together again. > Lejla couldn't help giggling. It sounded like
something out of one of those old colorless movies Kurt liked so much. Wouldn't it be wonderful if life was like that instead of filled with hate as those
boys at the mall.
She sighed, lips tilting rueful as he slipped his hand into her leather-bound palm - so much for chatting as
they made their way downstairs - but she supposed she didn't mind. Holding hands with her displayed his fearlessness, and it also showed the rest of the
world that he didn't
balk at claiming a physical mutant at his girl. Lejla matched his beaming grin and allowed him to escort her
from his room.
// Continued in the Basement IB's, Basement Hallway ~ Evening 12-26 //
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