Vlad straightened his tie in the mirror, taking a deep breath as he prepared himself for Daria's arrival. He was always a little nervous before his Russian lessons with her, but today he felt especially on edge. He couldn't quite put his finger on why, but he had a feeling it had something to do with the way his mind kept wandering to thoughts of Daria's body.
He shook his head, trying to clear the thoughts from his mind as he heard the knock at the door. He took one last look in the mirror before answering, smoothing down his hair and straightening his posture.
"You look like a mess," Daria said with a playful smile as she brushed past him and into the apartment. "Did you even bother to comb your hair today?"
Vlad felt his face heat up at her teasing, but he couldn't help but smile back. "I was just about to do that," he said, closing the door behind her.
Daria rolled her eyes, but her smile never faded. "Sure you were. Well, let's get started on our lesson. I have a feeling you're going to need all the help you can get."
Vlad offered her a seat on the couch, but his mind was still preoccupied with thoughts of Daria. He tried his best to focus on the lesson, but he couldn't help but let his gaze wander to her curves.
Daria noticed his distracted behavior and decided to take matters into her own hands. She stood up and approached Vlad, placing her hand on his knee.
Vlad jumped at her touch, causing her to laugh. "You're such a scared little rabbit," she said, her voice dripping with amusement.
She moved her hand up Vlad's thigh, and he couldn't help but let out a small gasp. Daria leaned in close, her breath hot on his ear as she whispered a dirty phrase in Russian.
Vlad's face turned bright red at the words, but Daria only chuckled and continued to tease him. She ran her hand over his crotch, and Vlad couldn't take it any longer. He grabbed Daria's hand, pulling her onto his lap.
Daria playfully resisted, but eventually gave in and kissed Vlad deeply. His hands began to wander, and Daria took control, guiding his hands under her shirt.
She broke the kiss and stood up, pulling Vlad up with her. She led him to the bedroom, continuing to tease and insult him playfully.
They reached the bed and Daria pushed Vlad down, climbing on top of him. She began to undress, and Vlad couldn't help but stare in awe at her body.
Daria smirked at his reaction, her confidence and control only turning him on more. He reached up to touch her, but she swatted his hand away.
"Not yet," she said, her voice husky with desire. "I'm still in charge here."
Vlad could do nothing but nod, his mind and body completely under Daria's control. He couldn't wait to see what she had in store for him next.
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