AN: Hey guys! Just got inspired by Bruno Mars song! Hope you like it!
Disclaimer: Don't own LwD or 'Locked Out Of Heaven' by Bruno Mars
I never had much faith in love… Or miracles, for that matter. I never wanted to put my heart on the line. But you, Casey McDonnald…. You just had to prove me wrong, hadn't you? You live to prove me wrong… And now you actually did, and I don't even have a smartass comeback for you.
We just did it, and when I say it, I mean it… Sex. I can't believe we did it. Sure, we were kind of tipsy, but we can't blame this one on the alcohol… The alcohol will just be the excuse you'll use in the morning, after you detangle yourself from me. But right now you're sound asleep, peacefully. In my arms that kind of look were made to hold you.
Your love making took me to paradise. Didn't know you had it in you, McDonald. Always the keener. Always the uptight prude who didn't like to French kiss. And now this. You make me feel like I've been locked out of heaven, for way too long. I think you just made a sinner change its ways darling.
I can say, with absolute certainty, that last night was the best night of my life. With my step-sister. How sick.
Falling asleep never felt so amazing, with you breathing in my neck. I can feel you stir now. Is it morning already? I take a peek at the alarm clock in my nightstand, and it reads 3:00, so it's not morning yet. Will you leave now?
"Der…" you say. Are you dreaming? Or are you actually calling my name with that desperate tone?
"Hmmm?" I answer.
"Up for round two?"
I almost choke on your words.
"You don't want to?" you ask, and I can feel rejection pouring out of your body.
"I want to, believe me. It's just…. You're Casey! No freak out? No 'Der-ek!'? No 'we can ever do this again ever ever ever ever'?"
"No… After today, I just wanna stay here. Spend the rest of my days here. Right here," you say, tightening your hold on me.
"Right here princess," I answer and kiss you, ready to ravish you underneath my smelly sheets.
AN: So... Thoughts?