Darien's Couch (Serena's Control)

Ninjette Twitch

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She pounded her little fists on his apartment door, fuming. Her hand stung from the violent attack on the wood, but she didn't care. There was about to be war.

He opened the door slowly, looking at her confused. Even in her anger, she couldn't help looking him up and down, admiring his appearance. She knew he had been at work earlier, but now he stood in the doorway in a loose-fitting pair of jeans and a dark blue t-shirt that brought out the color of his eyes. His hair was still damp from his shower, midnight-black strands clinging to his face as the cedar-tinged smell of his shampoo assaulted her senses.

"Meatball? What are you doing here? I didn't think we had plans tonight." Then he grinned. "Couldn't go one night without seeing me, huh?" He chuckled. She didn't speak. She didn't smile. If anything, her anger grew. Darien frowned. "Sere, are you okay? What's wrong?"

"Is there someone here?" She said through gritted teeth. He blinked in confusion.

"No. Who would be here?" He questioned.

Who would be here? Really?!

"Expecting anyone tonight?" She asked. His frown only deepened.

"What? No, I'm not expecting anyone. Serena, what's going on?" He looked utterly and completely confused, and that just pissed her off more.

She raised her two hands up and brought them down hard on his chest, shoving him back into the apartment. He landed on his butt hard, the shock of her pushing him knocking him off his feet. He quickly stood as she charged him again, kicking her shoes off and slamming the door behind her as she made her way to him.

"What the fuck, Serena?" He yelled. She didn't respond vocally yet; only with her hands as she shoved him again. This time he was ready, preparing himself for her assault. He didn't fall; instead only took a few steps back with the force of her hit.

"Do you think I'm stupid?! That I wouldn't find out?" She advanced on him again, pushing him harder.

"Find out what? What are you talking about?" His voice rose with every word as his anger did too. He was starting to get irritated, confused, without the slightest clue as to what was going on.

"Who is she, Darien?" She said, her fists clenched angrily at her sides.

He frowned. "Who is who?!" he snapped, barely suppressing a growl of exasperation.

"The girl you're screwing!" She screamed. He went rigid, and his eyes widened to an incredible size.

"But...I'm screwing...you…" he said slowly, not understanding anything that was happening.

"Not. Me." She growled through her teeth. "The girl you work with!"

"What are you talking about!?"

"I saw you, Darien!" She yelled, sure the neighbors would be over soon to find out what the hell was going on. She was also sure that right now, she didn't give a shit.

"Saw me where?" His voice was getting louder now too as his frustrations at being so confused began to turn to anger.

"At the hospital!" She yelled, stomping her foot into the ground.

"Wha-"

"I came by today!" She hissed. He shook his head, completely at a loss for words. "When we were texting earlier, you," she poked him in the chest, "said you were so busy you didn't even have time for lunch. So, I, being the wonderful person I am, tried to be nice and bring you lunch! Again! Like that time we met in that creepy-ass morgue. Because I'm fucking nice!" She knew she was repeating herself. But she didn't care. She was angry!

"Wait...there was a bagged lunch on my desk in my office...that was you?" He asked.

"Mmmhmm!" She crossed her arms.

"I don't understand…"

"I was going to your office to leave it as a surprise for when you got a spare second. Then I saw you. I saw you at the nurse's station talking to another doctor…"

"So, wait...because I'm talking to someone, it means I'm sleeping with them? If that's how this works, we are both screwing a LOT of people!" He joked, trying to lighten the mood. She smacked him in the chest, not finding this amusing at all.

"This is NOT funny!" She yelled, her eyes starting to tear up. She hated that when she got this mad, she couldn't help the tears. They made her feel weak and vulnerable.

His smile dropped, and he took a step forward, reaching for her. "Serena…"

"No!" She backed away. "I saw you two talking. I saw the way she was flirting-"

"Flirting? She wasn't flirting with me," he said. Disbelief flowed through her. Was he really going to lie to her when she'd been there to witness it?

"Oh, Darien," she put on an over-exaggerated flirty tone with a fake smile to match. "You're so funny!" She fake laughed, and put a hand teasingly on his bicep. Then her face changed to one of mock shock and awe as she squeezed his bicep with her fingers and bit her bottom lip. "Oh!" He looked from the hand on his arm back to her face, shocked. "Do you work out?" She gave him a seductive look before her face dropped back to the annoyed one.

She'd made her point.

"She...she didn't…" he stuttered.

"Oh, please!" She rolled her eyes, a sneer on her face. "Like you had no idea!"

"So, just because a woman is apparently flirting with me, I'm automatically fucking her?" He asked.

"No! It's because you're fucking her that you're fucking her!" She yelled.

"Do you hear yourself? That makes absolutely no sense at all! And you're acting fucking ridiculous!"

"Dr. Arata told me!" She shoved him again in anger. How dare he call her ridiculous!

He stopped, his eyes going wide for only a moment before they narrowed in anger.

"He did what?" His tone was deadly calm.

"Yeah. Going to try to deny it now?!" She asked as she crossed her arms.

"How do you even know him?"

"I saw you at the nurses station talking to the lady doctor…

"You said that."

"...AND I was going to walk up and tell you about your lunch since you were right there, but I didn't want to interrupt. Because, ya know, maybe it was important doctory stuff! So, I was waiting. This doctor, Dr. Arata, saw me and asked if he could help me with anything. I told him I was a friend of yours, and I was just waiting to talk to you. He tells me 'Oh, you'll be waiting a while! He's talking to Dr. Nikita! They have a thing going on, ya know.'"

Darien paled, and she could see the anger rising in his chest. Caught.

"I asked him what he meant by "a thing", to which he responded, 'oh, ya know, a thing' and he winked at me, and nudged me." Serena sneered. Darien was shaking his head in denial.

"Serena, we aren't-"

"Don't you dare, Darien Shields!" She pointed at him with a growl. "We swore, Darien! We said we were only fucking each other! I'm yours and, you're mine, remember? Remember the bench?" She hit him in his chest again. "Remember?!"

"I'm not fucking her!" He started getting louder again.

"Don't lie to me, Darien!" She moved to hit him again, but he caught her wrists.

"I'm not lying to you! And stop hitting me!" He yelled. Her eyes grew wide in anger, and she tore her hands from his grasp and shoved him harder than she had before.

His eyes widened as he fell backwards, this time hitting the couch and falling onto it. Before he had a chance to recover, she was on him, straddling him and crushing her lips onto his.

Her hands clutched his shirt tight in her fists before moving up to grasp his neck, holding him to her as she ravaged his mouth. He didn't respond at first, shock at her actions consuming him. He regained himself quickly, moving his hands to her waist to hold her to him.

She ground her hips into his, feeling his growing hardness against her thigh. Her body was on fire, and the need to make him understand was overwhelming. His hands roamed up her sides, grazing the side of her breast before making their way back down to grasp a tight hold on her ass.

Her hand left his neck, moving to his jeans. His hand, in turn, moved up to grasp her neck, holding her to him. She hastily unbuttoned his pants. Her tongue invaded his mouth, tangling with his as her hand reached inside and gripped his hard cock. His breath hitched in her mouth, and he groaned when she pulled him out of his pants and started pumping him.

When he lost the ability to kiss her with the pleasure coursing through him, she moved her lips to his neck, leaving a trail of kisses in her wake. She latched on to the sensitive area in the crook of his neck, licking, sucking and nipping. His hands moved their way back to her waist as his head fell back.

"Serena," he grunted.

At the guttural sound from him, she jumped off quickly. He groaned in protest at the lack of contact, but she was wasting no time. She stood, yanked her panties off from underneath her skirt, and tossed them to the side. Before he had time to say anything, she was back on top, and positioning him at her entrance.

Grabbing his chin, she brought his face to look at her.

"I won't share," she growled out before dropping on him, impaling herself on his throbbing cock. They both threw their heads back, crying out from the intensity.

His hands grasped her hips as she started to move. Her head fell to his shoulder as she rode him. She moaned in his ear and could hear him groaning in hers. He met her hips thrust for thrust, and she gripped the back of the couch for support.

"I won't share," she yelled out again, lifting her head to look at him.

"Thank God," he replied, capturing her lips with his.

Using the back of the couch for leverage, she pulled herself on and off him, feeling him swell inside of her. His groans and hisses were getting louder; his grip on her waist becoming tight enough to leave bruises. His hips jerked up into her violently, trying to keep her pace.

His head fell against the back of the couch, and she watched his face contort as she bounced on him. He was muttering curses every time she dropped on him, slamming him into her. She could feel her stomach tightening, and knew she was getting close. She knew him well enough to know that he was almost there, too.

Dipping her head to his ear, she growled in his ear words between her moans.

"I." Drop. Moan. Up. "Will." Drop. Groan. Up. "Not!" Drop. Gasp. Up. "Share!" As she dropped hard on him once more, she felt the rush. She threw her head back as she screamed, ecstasy raging through her. Her walls clamped on him tightly, and she felt him pump a few more times before she dragged him with her into bliss, her name echoing from his lips around the room.

Her body collapsed on top of him as she struggled to catch her breath. With weakened strength, his arms snaked their way around her waist, holding her to him as they both tried to regain their senses, riding out their euphoria as long as possible

"Holy shit, Serena," he breathed, his gaze still focused on the ceiling. She grinned into his shoulder before turning her head slightly to look at him. Feeling her move, he finally looked down at her. Their breathing mingled in their closeness as both tried to regain their composure.

"Mine," she breathed with a smile, mimicking the many times he had said it to her. He grinned, bringing a hand up to cup her cheek.

"Yours," he agreed. "But, Serena, you have to know, I haven't slept with anyone else. It's only ever been you. Dr. Nikita...I didn't even notice her like that. I haven't been with anyone. While we are…what we are...it's just you."

She sighed with relief before crushing her lips to his. He grinned into her mouth as her teeth nipped at his lower lip. Then he pulled away.

"I do have to say, though," he laughed, "sex with you while you're pissed off...wow!" She laughed with him. "Have you been angry with me all day?"

"Livid."

"That's why you stopped texting me back," he said, more like a statement rather than a question.

She nodded. "Yup."

"Huh…" he said thoughtfully. "Guess I have some making up to do, then," he grinned. She squealed in delight as he pushed her playfully to lay on the couch and took his position on top of her.

There was a lot to make up for tonight.

oOo

Man…Serena can get PISSED! I love the jealously between the two, don't you? I wrote this one. I hope you all like it! Even with them denying their feelings after the holidays and trying to return to their normal fuck buddiness, they can't help but still have some kind of emotions building up! Wouldn't you?

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