Week 7: Hendrik/Natalya

Natalya mentally censured herself. Surely something had possessed her to agree to such a thing! As she walked silently along the sidewalk in the diminishing sunlight, Natalya found it impossible to understand what exactly happened. One moment she was arguing with Hendrik about his use of drugs and the next thing she knew, she was agreeing to go try it with him! He had called her uptight.. said it was what made her so wound up and ready to spring all the time. "Pshh.. Uptight.." The word rolled around in her mouth like a sour lemon.

"I am not." Natalya mumbled under her breath, even though no one was around to here her. Hendrik had told her to meet him at his house, but she was the teensiest bit curious as to where he would take her to commit the deed. She arrived at his door and her hand reached out to lightly knock against it.

Hendrik was busying himself around his home looking for his glass pipe, he checked his kitchen and found it laying on his kitchen counter. He headed back into his living room and set the pipe next to his bag of weed on the coffee table.

He headed back to the kitchen and doubled checked his fridge for drinks and his cabinets for snacks. Being satisfied that everything was stocked he headed back to his living room sitting on his couch he rolled himself a joint and lighted it up taking some puffs from the joint as he flipped on the tv while he waited for Natalya to arrive.

Natalya waited a few moments as she heard noises come from the inside of the house. She then heard the familiar murmur of noise from a television and frowned, tapping her toes lightly. She hadn't knocked loud enough for the presumably high male to hear her. Perhaps she was judging too quickly? She clenched her jaw, knocking harder on his door in the hopes of recieving an answer. "Hendrik.. It's me.." She grumbled, leaning over to peer in his window, trying to make sure he could at least see her.

He stood up from the couch when he heard knocking at his front door, he walked to the door opened it to reviel Natalya "ah come in Natalya " he opened the door wide and stepped to the side to allow her to come in.

He lead her to the living room " ah sit down " he motioned to the couch then sat down himself he picked up his joint and took a drag from it "u want iets aan drink? " he offered standing back up joint in hand.

Natalya stepped in quickly, eyes widening as her throat tightened and fought with the strange smoke that seemed to permeate the air. "S-sorry.." She mumbled, clearing her throat and glancing over Hendrik. He really was handsome, despite the substance abuse. And he wore a scarf.. like Vanya.. She walked over to the seemingly cozy couch and sat down, staring at the joint curiously. She had never really seen one up close and personal before. "Da.. I think I vill need it." She replied in his offer to get her a drink.

"You have Vodka, da?" Natalya added, glancing to him. She could drink something else, but she hoped he had Vodka. It would keep her 'calm' and less 'uptight'. She sneered in rememberance of the accursed word. Her eye twitched slightly as she watched him take a drag from the joint. She also glanced at the adjacent bag of pot, wondering just how much this guy went through in a day.

Hendrik nodded he was quite prepared for her visit, he took another drag from his joint before setting down the lit joint on the ashtray. He looked down at her " u like some ice with uw wodka? " he started towards the kitchen to get the vodka.

He entered the kitchen and went for his freezer and pulled out a bottle of Russian vodka then walked towards the cabinets and pulled out a couple of glasses.

"Nyet, straight is fine." Natalya glanced at the peculiar joint before her. She was curious.. She waited until Hendrik was out of sight to pick it up, shifting it between her fingertips as if she was studying it. Could she? Would she? Well.. she felt that she couldn't really reprimand him fairly of his substance abuse without trying it so..

Natalya pursed her lips around the joint, taking a deep inhilation of the narcotics that lay inside.. immediately coughing up a storm afterwards. Shit. She was busted. Dropping the joint back on the ashtray, she continued to cough. What had she done wrong? She had never expected there to be any sort of technique to this sort of thing. Wasn't it just puff and go? She had watched Hendrik do it and that was all he seemed to do. Puff and go. She patted her chest as her body continued to try and cleanse her lungs of whatever she had obviously inhaled too deeply.

Hendrik was on his way back to the living room when he caught sight of Natalya picking up the joint. He leaned against the doorframe just watching her take that test drag, he kepted silent as he watched her cough.

" het is always like dat bij first " he chuckled lowly and sat beside her again handing her a glass and the bottle of vodka. he picked up the lit joint and took a few puffs from it and exhaled with a content sigh. He smiled at her " dit is how u smoke a joint " he showed her the proper way to smoke a joint as he exhaled he held the joint out to Natalya.

Natalya froze like a child who had just been caught with their hand coming out of the cookie jar. "I-I vas only testing it.." She grumbled, feeling somewhat stupid. She set the glass aside, reconsidered, and then poured the vodka into the glass to the brim. She quickly gulped it down, seeming to cleanse her lungs in the process. She would've drank straight from the bottle, but neither of them were quite relaxed enough. Scratch that. Hendrik seemed completely calm, almost in a mocking way to Natalya. She fought the urge to down the rest of the bottle and instead watched him more carefully.

"Maybe just once more.. for a better understanding.. research, if you vill.." She mumbled. Who exactly was she trying to convince, Hendrik or herself? Natalya tentatively reached for the joint, taking in a much smaller drag and then exhaling as Hendrik had. A strange feeling gnawed her at the edge of her being. What the hell was going on?

Hendrik just smiled as she stuttered as she tried to explain herself " do niets worry het is alright " he watched her as she poured herself the vodka and after she poured her glass he poured his own glass.

He smiled as she took the joint and took another puff from it, he started to prepare his glass pipe " well what do u dink? relaxing isn't het? " he lit up his glass pipe and started to take a few puffs from it before exhaling. He took a swig of his vodka before puffing on the pipe again.

Natalya glared at her glass. His smile was irritating her, because she felt as if he was mocking her. Even though this was not the case, Natalya couldn't help but avoid eye contact. Her pink tongue reached out to lick the edge of the glass clean of any lingering remaints of Vodka. It then preceded to lick her pale lips, wishing she had brough her own bottles. Surely Hendrik would run out before the evening was over?

She watched him prepare his signature glass pipe, eyebrows raising judgementally. "You are already preparing another..?" Natalya grimaced slightly. She wasn't sure if it was abuse, addiction, or both. "I am not sure.. I only had a small bit.." She replied, stalling. She wouldn't let him win that easily. She reached down for the joint again, bringing it to her lips and taking a slightly deeper drag. She held it in for a moment before releasing it into the atmosphere.

Natalya's shoulders sank with relaxation as a strange feeling flooded lightly through her veins. She felt.. odd. She wouldn't say relaxed, wouldn't let him win, not yet. The night had just begun. She twirled the glass in her hands, shifting on the couch. "Is it not hot in here to you..?" Natalya asked, feeling her temperature seem to rise. Was it the drugs? Or was she just getting paranoid?

Hendrik chuckled " I have lots of vodka I'd dat is what u are worried about so I won't run out " he took a large swig of his vodka before taking a few puffs from his pipe.

He smiled " ja I always have more den one " he inwardly chuckled yes he did have an addiction he freely admited it and well everyone knew it. His sister tried to get him to quit once but that didn't work out so good.

Hendrik tapped his finger on his chin " hot? Mmmmm I suppose het is a bit warm " he took off his over shirt and scarf leaving him in his black semi tight wife beater shirt. " much better " truth was he was feeling a bit over heated.

He took a few more puffs from his pipe then started to roll a couple of joints for her.

Natalya felt a little at ease, knowing there was plenty of vodka to keep her satiated. She licked her lips, glancing to the bottle and her glass. She decided to refill it and then get her own bottle once this one was empty. The clear liquid quickly went down her thraot, giving her an all too familiar burn. "Aahhh~"

Her eyes narrowed at the pipe, scrunching her nose a little. Alvays more than one? Natalya was contemplating how he got through the day high all the time when out of the corner of her dark blue eyes she saw him begin to strip. Her eyes widened, unable to not stare.

Okay, she had to admit, Hendrik was attractive. Especially the scar on his face, it added an air of mystery. Natalya couldn't think of why they hadn't spent much time together at all. She felt her cheeks heat up and pinken slightly, causing a rise in her temperature as well. She was stuck. She had been wearing her normal dress, and therefore had nothing she could simply and easily take off. Perhaps just unzipping would do.

"Umm.. Hen.. Uh, vould you unzip my dress?" She tried to ask as calmly as possible.

Hendrik had set his pipe down so he could take another swig of vodka his skin was cooling down thankfully. He had picked up his pipe again and was in the middle of inhaling another drag when he was caught off guard when she asked him to unzip her dress.

" unzip uw dress? ahh j..ja alright " he reached over behind her and brought the zipper down. He had to admit the Belarusian was a very beautiful woman, a bit prone to violence but that just made her alot more interesting. As he took his hand away his hand brushed the skin of her back.

" ahh forgive me " a faint blush appeared on his cheeks.

Natalya held her breath as he reached to unzip her dress. Her skin prickled and a small gasp came from her lips at the contact. "A-ah.. Nyet.. it felt nice.." She mumbled out, ignoring the persistent heat in her cheeks. She sat up, staring down at her hands which gripped the glass. It felt nice and cool against her fingers.

Since her dress was unzipped, it hung loosely from Natalya's shoulders, revealing porcelain skin and two black bra straps. She filled her glass again, too unnerved to say anything. As she began to drink down the vodka a few drops rolled down her chin, neck, and then her chest to settle in her bra. She squealed from the surprise of the cold drops. "Aah!"

Hendrix's blush deepened when she mumbled that his touch felt nice " uw skin is very mooi " he took another swig from his glass trying to cool his cheeks. He picked up his pipe again and took another drag from it.

He watched her drink from her glass and saw the liquid run down her neck and he couldn't resist any longer. Hendrik leaned over and ran his tongue up her neck tasting the vodka on her skin. He quickly pulled away " ah I'm sorry "

Natalya couldn't hold back the small, soft moan that escaped her pale lips. "Oohh.." Her eyelashes fluttered for a moment in slight shock. Was she already high and feeling and seeing things? No, that had definitely been real. Her cheeks lit up brightly, daring to glance at Hendrik. "D-Do not be sorry.. that vas.. very nice.." She couldn't think of the last time someone had touched her like that.

Natalya reached down for one of the joints he had rolled her, taking a drag from it, desperate to calm the goosebumps on her skin. She let the smoke out, watching it haze before her and then disappear. "It is very hot.." She spoke aloud, slipping her slender arms from the sleeves of her dress and letting it loosely drape over her chest.

He watched her pick up one of the joints he had rolled for her. He took a long drag from his pipe when she mentioned she was hot, he watched as she pulled down her dress a bit.

He leaned over again and placed a chase kiss on her bare shoulder, he knew he had to be careful not to scare her too much. How he wanted her ever since he and her had that little conversation the other day the wanting grew stronger.

He looked right up at her and decided to right out and say it " I want u " he took the joint from her and set it down on the ash tray before he leaned in and placed a chase kiss on her lips.

Natalya felt her entire body thrum to life as his lips brushed her shoulder. His lips were so warm.. Natalya liked the way Hendrik seemed to stay calm and cool, which seemed a complete contrast to her own fiesty personality. He always seemed so.. relaxed. Natalya's posture became more relaxed just thinking about it. What is he doing to me..?

Her eyes widened with shock when Hendrik became serious and straight-forward, his words sending chills down her back. The joint was pulled from her fingers and the narcotics were replaced with something equally relaxing and addictive.. Hendrik's kiss. As his mouth brushed hers, Natalya's body begon to act on its own. Her hands entangled themselves into his hair, forcing him closer and the kiss to get deeper. "Mmmnn.." She moaned, pulling away from his lips so she could take in a few shaky breaths.

He had felt her fingers in his hair as she pulled him closer to her. As she took shaky breaths he pulled her unto his lap running his fingers in her hair he kissed her soft lips his arms wraped around her small waist. He inwardly groaned at the feeling of her soft lips against his own he knew he needed to taste the rest of her, he slipped his lips to her jaw and kissed along it towards her ear.

His hands slipping from her waist traveled up her sides then up her arms. his hands took hold of her dress and slide it down and took her arms out of the dress as pushed the dress down to her waist. He slipped his arms back around her and trailed one hand up her spine in soft touches while the other hand stayed at her waist. He leaned in towards her ear and whispered to her in his native tongue " u bent zo mooi " then took her earlobe in his mouth and gently sucked on it.

Natalya made a small squeal of surprise when she was pulled into his lap, their body heat brushing against one another. His fingers running through her ice blonde hair felt so nice that she leaned into his hand like a cat. She kissed him back, much more softly this time, but still with all the heat of the first kiss. A shiver coarsed through her, feeling his lips traveling along her icey skin.

Hendrik's hands felt warm and strong, caressing her body every where they could. She felt the touch of cold air hit her torso, causing a cascade of chills to erupt. She purred when his hand traveled up her back, giving gentle touches. She gasped sharply when he began to tease her ear. That was her weak spot. "A-aahh..!"

Hendrik smiled as he sucked on her ear lobe he liked the sounds she was making and that because he was the one causing her to make them. He stopped sucking on her ear and started to kiss down her neck, he nipped and licked as he kissed her neck.

His fingers reached the clasp of her bra, he slipped his fingers under the clasp and unclasped it. He kissed along her collarbone as he slowly pulled down her bra, he ran the hand that was on her waist up her stomach as his other hand slipped her bra off and placed it on the back of the couch.

He leaned back and took a good look at her ivory skin " mooi simply mooi " he leaned forward sliding a hand up her back he took a nipple in his mouth and gently nipped and sucked it.

As Hendrik continued on her ear, Natalya groaned heatedly into his ears. She squirmed beneath him, feeling herself growing intensely aroused. "Oo-hh.." She moaned, trying to hold back as his lips caressed her neck. A gasp echoed, feeling the safety of her bra unclasped from her body. She shuddered as warm hands contacted with her ice cold skin.

Her ivory cheeks were a bright, heated pink as her breath came to her in small gasps. Her arms slightly covered herself, feeling a little embarrassed and self-concious about her body. As Hendrik's hungry eyes traced over her and complimented her bare body her arms relaxed. Natalya's eyes widen and a loud gasp/moan ghosted from her lips as her nipple was placed into his warm mouth. "Oo-ooh~!" Her hands clutched his head, wanting more of his heat on her tender breasts.

He ran his hands up her sides feeling her his soft skin under his fingers, his mouth still sucking and nipping at her nipple he pulled away from her breast for a moment then leaned forward again but gave her other breast the same treatment. He took one of his hands and placed it on her now free breast, he gently pinched and flicked her other nipple.

His other hand slipped away from her side and slide towards her lower back, his hand rested on her lower back for a few moments before slipping pass the dress pooled at her hips. His hand came to a rest on her bum, he gave her a gentle squeeze he pulled away from her breast and whispered to her " stand up "

As his mouth left her body for a slip of a moment, a shudder echoed through her at the cold air hitting hot, wet skin. A ripple of chill bumps prickled on her skin, causing a small whimper to fleet from her pale lips. Natalya moaned at the familiar mouth once again teasing her untouched breast. A sharp cry pulsed in the air when a strong, warm, unrelenting hand began to tease her tender nipple that had previously been abused by his mouth. "Nggh.. Aah!"

Another hand, warm and strong but vastly different in its endeavors, dove into the pool of blue surrounding her waist. A small squeal of delight came from Natalya as Hendrik squeezed her playfully. 'Oh god..' She thought with a shudder to his whisper, nipping at her ears like a playful secret. Her body quivered, but she managed to stand but was forced to still hold onto him. If she let go she swore her legs would give out on her.

'W-what am I doing? I mean it's.. it's.. okay, Hendrik is certainly attractive! But.. but.. is it all the drugs? I've certainly haven't felt like this.. well.. in a LONG time. But it feels too.. too.. natural to be the drugs.' Natalya battled inside her mind, body quivering with the cold, passion, and most of all a hungering lust for the man before her.