1. Tattoo

"Der-ek" Because that's how it always starts. But this time she wasn't calling to him in anger after one of his pranks. Rather she was on his bed in his frat house laying there in the new lingerie she got for his viewing pleasure. Casey had been away from Queens that week. She was pursuing a job as a journalist and one of her documentary ideas interested a news channel in New York. It was her first day back and she wanted to surprise Derek.

"Coming!" Derek called from downstairs where he had been relaxing and enjoying a babe raider tournament. He knew it was Casey and any other girl wouldn't be worth getting off the couch and withdrawing from the tournament. But once again this was Casey. Casey wasn't just another girl, Casey was his girl. He had been missing her for the week she went to the states and he couldn't wait to see her.

His hand grasped the knob and he entered the room not knowing what to expect from Casey. He thought she might be writing and in need of a mocha or possibly ice cream.

"So what do yah think?" Casey moved from lying on the bed to face him on all fours.

"That," He pointed to the hot pink lace bra and thong outfit "should be illegal." With that Derek grabbed Casey's face and delicately placed a kiss on her nose. "But I think you look adorable." As usual he had to piss her off they weren't a normal couple. But before she could absorb what he said, Derek pulled her off the bed and held Casey to himself. "I missed you."

"I think I'm going to show your frat buddies my adorable outfit." She pushed Derek's shirtless form away from her.

"Go ahead but I'm not chasing after you."

"Fine I'm still going down there." Casey was already at the door.

"Casey," He whined.

"No. Too bad I'm going back to my dorm." Casey opened the door without bothering to put anything on. She knew Derek would be close behind, ready to pounce. She ran to the front door and the whole house stopped and starred. I mean it was a house full of guys of the partying kind and some girl runs downstairs in a bra and thong. Plus Casey was gorgeous. They knew who Casey was; she visited often and nearly lived there. But because they knew Casey was Derek's everything, no one was stupid enough to say anything to her if they valued their manhood.

Casey was opening the door when Derek slammed her into it, closing the door. "I'm sorry. Now can we skip this shit because I missed you?" But of course it was Derek he had to piss her off. "And I know you missed me because let's face it I'm sexy." Derek winked at her.

"Humph. Sexy as cow shit." The house was used to their less than couple like behavior but it was still fun to watch.

"Hey I can get any girl I want."

"So can I. In fact I had a lovely musician ask me out in New York. OH! He did wonders with his hands!"

"I'm sure he cried himself to sleep after seeing your face in the morning."

"You don't seem to be so turned off my face considering all the pictures of my you keep in your locker."

"I don't look at your face honey. I'm too busy being turned off by your body."

"I didn't know jacking off was the international symbol of being turned off."

"I wasn't the one calling at three in the morning for phone sex."

"Yah, because you were too busy skypeing me and asking to see me naked."

"Well you do have one amazing body."

"Is Derek Venturi complimenting me?"

"No I'm apologizing." He rested his head on her shoulder. "Do you forgive me."He whispered.

"I'm going to have to think this one over."

Derek's hands moved from her hips to her face."I LOVE you. What more do you want me to do." The whole house was still watching.

"You are such an ass. I don't know why I even came here! I should be at work making money so I can eat! But no I have the fabulous idea to come here and surprise YOU!"

"How many times can I say I'm sorry?" Derek kissed her on the nose. "Ador-"

"Don't say it." Casey whispered.

"WHIPPED!" Someone from the couch called out.

Derek didn't like it one bit. Not because he was a jerk who didn't want to be committed. But because this douche would dare talk locker room smack in front of Casey. "Sorry guys. Gotta excuse myself, I have a very sexy girl I need to ravage." With that he threw Casey over his shoulder and walked up the stairs to his bedroom.

Casey started a laughing and giggling fit. "What's so funny?" Casey calmed down to answer Derek.

"You're going to ravage me," Casey pushed him against the door making a loud banging noise. "Or am I going to ravage you?" Casey pushed him against the door again inflicting the same loud banging noise.

"Questions, questions."

Casey pulled Derek off the door and pushed him onto the bed. "I thought so Derbear." She climbed towards him from the foot of the bed on all fours. When she reached his belt she undid the belt and pulled his jeans off his body leaving him in only his boxers. "Adorable doesn't give you a boner Derbear." Casey giggled and Derek groaned as she stroked his hard on through the green plaid boxers.

Derek was finally fed up. He took off her bra and flipped them over so Casey was beneath him. "I love you too much these days." Derek groaned loudly while Casey started sucking on his neck and upper chest leaving bite marks. Then Derek removed both of the couple's underwear and had her.

The whole time they did all of that, both were playing a starring competition. Neither won because both kept their gaze and the only time they closed their eyes was when they shared passionate kisses on the bed after the fourth time.

Casey, being Casey, got out of bed and changed into one of Derek's shirts. She curled up next to Derek, who was now in boxers. "Derbear?" Casey whispered into his bare chest.

"Yeah."

"I'm hungry."

"You sound like me."

"I haven't been here for a week so I don't know what you guys have to eat."

"Beer and chips."

"Oh…" He cut her off because Derek knew Casey, she wanted a Derek sandwich.

"I'll go make you a sandwich. You wanna come with me?"

"Sure." Derek got up and picked up Casey bridal style. She started giggling but Derek just held her closer. "Are you ever going to let go of me this weekend?"

"Nope." He said is his annoying Derek way. "I haven't touched you in a week I'm not letting go for awhile."

"What about to make my sandwich?"

"Why do you have to be so smart Princess?"

"Because you're so dumb."

"Harsh Klutzilla."

"Shut up dick wad."

"Have I told you how beautiful you look in my arms?"

"Are you kidding I have sex hair and I need a shower badly."

"You can take one with me in the morning."

"That does sound kind of inviting right now."

"Five times in one night?"

"We've done more before."

"Only the night we first made love."

"Yeah, when we had that big fight over me dating the goalie and you and I fucked in the locker room all night."

Flashback

"Casey. You can't give it up to him."

"Why not? It's my life. I'm not a virgin anymore Derek!"

"Yes you are."

"So what if I am."

"You don't just give up your virginity to so random guy who doesn't love you."

"Says the man whore!"

"Case! I'm not a man whore! I'M A GODDAMN VIRGIN!"

"Oh." Casey drew silent. "I just thought you know…"

"Yeah well I've been saving it for the right girl."

"You sound like you already know who she is."

"I do. I love her but she hates me."

"I doubt she hates you. No one can hate you."

"You hate me." It was less of a statement and more of a hint Derek didn't know he was giving.

"I could never hate you." Casey took a seat on the stands. "I love you." She thought he couldn't hear but Derek heard the soft whisper and knew.

He pulled Casey into a standing position and held her close. "I love you too." And with that he covered her mouth with his own.

Present:

"I love you too." Derek kissed Casey.

"That's what you said to me but I never knew it meant that we'd be dating four years and sharing a career."

The pair returned to the room and Casey closed her eyes. Derek kissed her behind the ear where a small letter 'D' was tattooed. "Tomorrow I'm going ring shopping for you Casey; I'm going to ask you to be my forever." He thought she was asleep but Casey, oh Casey heard everything.