Derek didn't understand why his step-sister/girlfriend had such a low opinion of him. Sure, he had a lot of one night stands but he always made sure whatever girl it was KNEW it was a onetime thing before-hand. He didn't take advantage of girls who were drunk, unless of course HE was drunk. Most importantly, he didn't go around the morning after bragging about what a slut the chick was, which ironically, was probably why he got so much action. He wasn't that guy that told a girl he loved her, screwed her, then left her, it just wasn't him. Sure, he probably should've had higher standards, but no-one ever got hurt in the process, no one ever went home crying, or went to school the next day to find horrible things written on the bathroom wall. He really wasn't sexist because he only 'objectified' girls who really didn't mind being objectified; in fact it was usually their goal, for heaven's sakes he highly doubted Babe-Raider would CARE that he was staring at her ANIMATED boobs! So, why exactly was Casey so scared of… whatever it was they had going on?
She had been increasingly twitchy during their make-out sessions lately, stopping before they even really started. This however wasn't the problem, the problem was he knew Casey WANTED to take the next step (having access to your girlfriend's room, and therefore her diary came in handy) and yet she kept stopping him at second base, even though they had rounded third quite a few times by now, needless to say Derek was CONFUSED! He hadn't been pressuring her; (at least he didn't think he had been), simply because he genuinely cared about her feelings, and if she wasn't ready yet he could deal with that. He didn't have to like it, but he wasn't giving her grief about it, so why did she suddenly seem, for lack of a better word, scared of the physical side of their relationship? And why wouldn't she just talk to him about it? Derek decided it was time to sneak one more peak at Casey's diary.
Luckily for Derek, Casey was at dance practice and the rest of the family was… well honestly he didn't really CARE where the rest of his rather dysfunctional family was, the point was he had the house to himself. He grabbed her diary, flipping through the pages at random, stopping at some of the juicier details; most of which served to inflate his already rather large ego. Finally Derek found what he'd been looking for.
"Lately mine and Derek's physical relationship has gotten… really intense. I know he would never hurt me or push me into something I didn't want, but I'm scared of what I want. When Derek and I are making-out, rational thought sort of flies out the window, and what my body wants takes over, and apparently it wants Derek! Don't get me wrong I know he's the right guy, but I've always believed in staying a virgin until marriage, so that the first guy I'm with is the only guy I'm with. I know that'll be Derek, at least I really hope so, because I can't think of anyone I love or trust more than him; but it isn't very fair to get him so worked up when I'm not planning on following through anytime soon. I think maybe I should slow down for now, I don't want to be tease."
Derek was laughing. Not so much at Casey thinking she was a tease, but at himself for not realizing sooner someone as innocent as his girlfriend might believe in abstinence. He did; however feel a wave of warmth settle over him at the knowledge that her heart was set on HIM to be her first, and apparently only lover. Derek pretty much felt the same way, she may not be his first, but if he had anything to say on the issue, she would most definitely be his last. Just as he put the diary away, Casey came walking through the door.
"Derek" she started; suspicion thick in her voice "what are you doing in my room?"
He gave that smirk he knew made her knees week, "waiting for you of course" with that being said he lunged toward the doorway, catching her in a hard kiss.
He backed towards the bed laying them down, without ever breaking the kiss. His hands began gently massaging her breasts in a way he knew made her crazy. Sure enough within a few seconds he felt her arch into his touch, moaning into his mouth. She broke the kiss. "Der…"
"Casey, just relax"
To his surprise, he felt her melt against his body as he continued his ministrations on her once again willing body.
He may not be getting real action anytime soon, but as long as he had this, as long as he had her, he could live with that.
AN: this is my first EVER LWD fic. I neeeeeed reviews! (Adorable puppy dog pout) pwease.
