AN: Okay, so it's been a while since I've written a story and I've never written one quite like this. In short, it's a lemon...so children, you may not want to read this. I've been thinking about this story idea for a long time now and I finally put pen to paper and tried to express it. I hope you guys like it and now I'm gonna stop talking and let you guys make your own decisions.
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Momentarily Untitled
by Aashka
Prologue
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It was one of those pretty spring mornings with birds chirping and the sun shining. People were starting their day in the center of town, opening their shops and sweeping the sidewalks. Yup, just a normal day. A blonde came barreling around the corner, finishing up off the piece of toast that served as her breakfast and readjusting her bag without once breaking her speedy stride. Yes, it was a very normal morning. That's why everyone continued with their work, not paying attention to the perpetually late student. That's why no one noticed when she was yanked into the alley down the street right before she turned the last corner that would put her destination in view.
A hand muffled her mouth before she could utter a sound. She was trying to bite the hand that covered her mouth, more in anger than any semblance of fear. She punched her attacker in the stomach freeing his hand from her mouth and yelled, "Darien, you giant jerk of an idiot! You almost ripped my arm out of its socket!"
She stomped away to pick up the bag she had dropped muttering "asshole" and "jerk" the entire way. Darien recovered from the shock of her punch and managed to step in front of her, blocking the only exit from the alley. Folding his arms across his chest he asked, "How did you know it was me?"
"Psh," she replied, unwilling to admit to him or herself that she would always know his touch right away, "I just knew, okay! Now get out of my way! I'm already late!"
Darien didn't move an inch. Instead, he smirked and said, "Gotta pay the toll, babe."
Serena just rolled her eyes. "Stop being a jerk and get out of the way...or do you want me to punch you again?"
"Oh yes...the punch...gotta pay for that too."
"How bout this? You quit being such a huge douche bag and-"
"And how about using that dirty mouth of yours for something more productive?"
"Darien-" She was cut off by Darien, becoming impatient and annoyed, placing his lips on hers, shutting her up in what was his opinion the best way possible.
Pulling her mouth away, Serena said, "I really have to go" and tried to push him away. Instead of letting her go, Darien pushed her back against the brick wall and said, "Stop pretending like this is a punishment, babe" and then continued to kiss her. Although she tried, Serena couldn't help melting into him, responding to him kiss for kiss. Feeling her relax, Darien lifted her higher against the wall in order to get better access to her mouth. She wrapped her legs around his hips for balance, she told herself, making the skirt of her uniform ride up her thighs. Darien groaned his approval and ran his hands up her thighs under her skirt holding her up by her bottom while Serena thrust her hands into the inky darkness of his incredibly silky hair.
The kiss became more intense as Serena slipped her tongue past Darien's lips and he allowed her greater access into his mouth. His hands seemed to form a life of their own as one continued to stroke up and down her thigh while the other moved up to her breast. Serena gasped as Darien brushed his thumb accross her nipple. Darien released her mouth to kiss and nibble down her throat, lifting her higher against the cradle of his hips. Feeling his arousal against her, Serena moaned and said, "someone's enjoying themselves."
"There is no reason for you to ruin this by talking. Serena," he said right before placing his lips against the spot beneath her ear that he knew drove her wild.
Her whole body arched as pleasure tingled al the way from the top her spine to the tips of her toes. She liked the way his body cradled hers as she arched into him. Too much. What the hell was she doing? She hated this man! If she had one enemy in the world, it was him. And the feeling was mutual. He disliked her just as much as she disliked him. So what the hell were they doing in this alley making out like there was no tomorrow?
Realizing that he was giving her time to think, Darien moved his left hand higher up her thigh till his fingers brushed the edge of her panties. He lightly rubbed her slit from outside her panties, teasing her.
"Darien," she moaned, "do it!"
He know exactly what she was wanted him to do but first,"Ask me nicely and maybe I'll think about it."
She wanted him so bad she could barely think straight but upon hearing those words she realized that she was giving up too much. He wanted her to ask him, to beg him to satisfy her and that she was not willing to do. She wasn't going to give him that power over her and the egotistical bastard could just rot in hell for all she cared.
"No." That was it. She didn't scream the word, just calmly said, surprised with herself that her voice didn't quaiver. She pushed him off her and in his shock he let her go. Straightening her clothes, she picked up the bag she had dropped for the second time when he pushed her up against the wall and walked out of the alley. She would never make it to her first class of the day so she decided to calmly make her way to campus, leaving behind one kind of angry, still aroused, and though he wouldn't admit, amused and intrigued man. Yup, it was another normal morning.
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AN: So there you have it. I know it's short but it's just the prologue. The actual chapters of the story are going tobe nice and long ( at least that's my intention) and hopefully I'll get chapter 1 up pretty soon. I know what you're thinking...I made Darien to be kind of an asshole (that's the plan). This is by no means a Darien bashing fic I just decided that I wanted him to be kind of an asshole throughout most of it. Where am I going with this? You'll just have to wait and find out. Thanks for reading!