Blueeyeddevil06, thank you for being my beta!

There was a reason Darien didn't drink. He never wanted to lose his carefully crafted control. He had such a tight rein on his feelings he knew he always needed to keep a clear head. He never broke his rule. He was at countless parties that Andrew threw, and he never indulged.

That all went out the window an hour earlier. He overheard Seiya talking about how "tonight's the night" with Serena. He explained how she'd been flirting with him, and he had bought a pack of condoms. He was excited to get her naked and underneath him. He bragged that he'd have her begging for it.

Darien went directly to the kitchen, opened up the pantry, and found Andrew's good whisky. The stuff he kept hidden behind his box of cereal. It had the highest alcohol content of anything in the house. He poured himself quite a bit and started drinking.

He wanted to erase tonight from his memory.

Eventually, Serena walked into the party with her friends. When she did, he took another sip of his drink, and he raked his eyes over her body. She was dressed in a tight, short blue dress. Her legs looked incredibly long, and he wanted to run his hands over them.

He soon finished the drink and went for a refill, careful not to give away the location of Andrew's stash of decent alcohol. He realized too late that he should have just left the party. He already wasn't in any condition to be driving. He didn't usually drink, and he didn't have any stamina built up for what he was doing. Damn.

If he had drunk more often, he'd have realized he needed to have been pacing himself. The alcohol hit his system quickly. His control didn't slip; it shattered.

He saw Seiya and Serena talking, and he didn't like their body language. Serena looked uncomfortable, and Seiya reminded him of an apex predator about to pounce on a bunny. His desire to protect Serena flared to life.

He walked over and overheard Serena tell Seiya to leave her alone. He didn't listen. Darien didn't like that one bit.

In his brain, he was her protector, the defender of her innocence. He pulled Serena behind him and glared at Seiya. "Leave. She doesn't want you." He took another sip of his drink.

The glare he got back didn't even phase him. He just stood there looking bored. He turned to Serena, handed her his drink, and said, "Hold this a minute." He then turned and cold-cocked Seiya. He smirked when he watched him go down like a sack of potatoes.

Darien then turned to Serena, took his glass back, took a drink, and smiled at her. "Now, he'll leave you alone." He then walked away.

Serena chased him and grabbed his arm, pulling him around to face her. "Why did you do that?" He registered that she looked more curious than angry.

"He pissed me off."

She took his drink away from him, downed it, and said, "You've had enough. How did he piss you off?" She then set the empty glass on the table nearby.

"You aren't to be bothered. He didn't get that. He does now." Darien smirked at her.

"So, you're going to go around punching every guy who annoys someone."

"No." He shook his head. "I'm going to go around punching every guy who annoys you."

"I was just about to walk away. He's an idiot, but he isn't a predator. He would have left me alone." She looked up into his eyes. "I'm trying to understand why you hit him."

"I've been drinking."

"That doesn't explain it. Alcohol doesn't change who you are. It just loosens your inhibitions."

He smiled at her and pulled her towards him, "Yes, it does loosen them." He caressed her cheek. "I didn't want you with him. Once I saw you felt the same way, I ensured he got the picture."

"Why?"

He cupped her cheek and ran his thumb over her lower lip. "Why what, Serena?"

"Why don't you want me with him? He's not my type, but he's not that bad."

He stared into her eyes, "I don't want you with anyone except for me, Serena."

"Kiss me." She said in a breathy voice.

He had her pressed against the nearest wall ravaging her mouth. He had his body pressed up against hers, and his palms were both flat on the wall next to her, pinning her there. His tongue was in her mouth, rubbing against her tongue and eliciting sweet moans of pleasure from her.

He was painfully hard. It was pressed up against her, and he didn't care that she could tell how much he wanted her. All there was room for in his head was his desire and love for her. Damn, she felt perfect.

Darien pulled just his head back so they could catch their breath. He then began whispering into her ear, "You taste so sweet, Serena. You have no idea how much I want you. Can you feel how hard I am? I ache for you all the time. You haunt me day and night." He then nibbled on her ear and heard her sigh in pleasure. "If I had my way, you'd be mine. I'd have you on your back screaming out my name, filling you up, and pleasing you. I think about it all the time. I touch myself wishing it's you, pretending it's you. It's the only way I can get any release."

He nibbled her jaw and worked his way to her lips again. He was kissing her and experiencing her heat. It was bliss.

He wasn't done telling her what he felt. He'd held back for so long, and now it kept pouring out. "You have no idea how you torture me. I pick on you so that you pay attention to me. Every time you walk away, it feels like I've been tossed into the cold. When you're around, my life feels like it has meaning."

He moved his right hand to her waist, "I want every bit of you, Serena." He started rubbing a circle there with his thumb. "I want to be the one to adore you, to be there for you. I want to be the one to kiss you at the beginning and end of the day. I want to be the one to take you to bed and to get to experience your passion and fire. I want to give you all of me and take all of you in return."

He rocked his pelvis forward and pressed his hard cock against her stomach. "Feel that? It's so hard it's painful. I ache to be inside of you."

"I need you to start drinking lots of water."

Darien looked at Serena in shock and confusion. "What?"

"I need you to sober up quickly. I need you to mean everything you're saying to me. Damn, it's so fucking hot."

He pulled away from the wall, grabbed her hand, and laced their fingers together. He then dragged her to the kitchen and pulled out a Gatorade. He drank it as quickly as he could then grabbed a bottle of water. He didn't want to overdo it on electrolytes. He knew he needed the balance.

"Can we go talk in my room?"

Serena nodded, "Yes."

He pulled her with him and pulled out a key, and unlocked his door. He made sure that his room couldn't become a place for hookups during Andrew's parties. He almost chuckled. He just didn't want other people in his room.

He pulled Serena to sit on the bed next to him. She eyed him warily. "How drunk are you?"

"You aren't in any danger, Serena."

She burst out with a laugh, "That wasn't ever my worry!" She looked up into his eyes. "I'm not interested in my first time being with you while you're drunk."

Her meaning registered with him. "You want to have sex with me?!" He was embarrassed that he shouted that.

She moved her hand under his shirt and placed her hand on his tight abs. "You can't talk that dirty to me and not turn me on, Darien. You got me so wet. You're not the only one who touches themself. In my fantasies, it's always you pleasing me."

He swallowed hard. "I was drinking because I heard Seiya tell his friends he was going to have sex with you tonight. I was miserable."

"That was wishful thinking on his part. He talks a big game, but I'm not interested in him at all." She pressed Darien down on his bed and straddled him. "There's someone else I want."

He swallowed hard and cupped her cheek. "Me?" She just nodded and kissed him.

His hands found their way to her waist, and he held her there as he pressed his hard cock up against her. It felt like all the blood in his body was throbbing with need and want. He moaned into her kiss.

She sat up and smirked at him. "It seems like some food would sober you up too. I'll be back." She hopped off of him and dashed out the door.

He laid there staring at his ceiling, trying to figure out how he got on his back on his bed with Serena there kissing him. He knew what happened logically, but then again, it made no real sense to him. She was the untouchable woman to him. He rubbed his hands over his face. He was sobering up. He knew that because all of his insecurities were beginning to roar in his ears.

He wondered if he could explain to her he needed another drink or he was going to realize he didn't deserve her and talk her out of whatever was going to happen. He let out a long hard sigh.

"Damn." She huffed from the doorway as she turned to close the door behind her and lock it. "You're changing your mind about me, aren't you? I knew it was too good to be true."

"No!" He sat up quickly. "I'm sobering up and realizing you're too good for me. I want you so much, Serena. That wasn't a lie."

She breathed a sigh of relief. "Well, tell your worries to shut up. They don't get to make my decisions for me."

He nodded, "I'll try."

"Did you mean all of those steamy things you said when you pressed me against the wall?"

"Yes."

She gave him a big smile and tossed condoms and a bottle of chocolate syrup on the bed next to him. "Good, then you'll know what to do with those."

His eyes flew comically wide. He then looked at what she'd brought. "What?"

"You pour it over me and lick it off. Unless you're not into that?"

"I've… Yes! I want to do that. I've never done this before."

"Neither have I." She rolled her eyes at him playfully. "It can't be hard to figure out. You're a genius. Just rub chocolate sauce everywhere you want to be licking me."

"Fuck, Serena. This is so damn hot."

"Wait until I'm naked and you're licking it off me. It gets even better." She then pulled off her dress and dropped it to the floor. She was wearing a strapless bra and a thong.

Darien surged forward, lifted her, and tossed her on his bed. "You're right. I'm suddenly full of ideas." He pulled her panties off and then fumbled with her bra. She had to help him get it off.

He sat down hard on the bed. "Wow. You're… Serena, you're perfect. I can't believe how beautiful you are."

"Thank you. Now, get naked. I want to see you too."

He quickly stripped off his clothes and joined her. He then pulled back the comforter and laid her in the middle of his bed. "You're sure?"

"I've only had that last bit of your drink tonight. Are you sure?"

"So damn sure." He looked at her glorious body.

"Are you going to stare at me all night?" She teased.

Darien shrugged, "I'm seeing you naked. It's been a fantasy for so long that I wanted to take my time looking at you."

She glanced down at his cock. "I can see how much you like it."

"Serena, I've been this hard since the moment you walked into the house. You affect me every time I see you."

He tentatively reached out and ran his hands over her flat stomach. "You're real," he said in awe.

She slid her legs open, and he got a perfect view of her pussy. "And, I'm wet for you."

He picked up the chocolate syrup and poured some on each of her nipples. He put one arm under her back and lifted her half into him while sitting next to her. He brought her breast to his mouth, and he suckled on her. His other hand slid over her stomach, over her mound of curls, and between the folds of her pussy.

She arched her back and moaned in pleasure. She whispered, "So good..."

He brought her other chocolate-covered nipple to his mouth and thrust one finger deep inside her tight heat. That got a louder response from her.

He teased her nipple with his teeth and looked down at her breasts. Both nipples were stiff peaks, and she was panting with desire.

He removed his finger and licked it clean. He then picked up the chocolate syrup and drew circles on her breasts. He licked those clean and nibbled on her while he did. Next, he laid her down and drizzled chocolate on her stomach. He had her moaning and arching her back as he licked it off.

"Darien! That's incredible. It feels so good."

He looked at her with his eyes awash in a lust-filled haze. "Serena, I love you, and I'm going to make it this good every time."

"I love you too." She wiggled her hips. "I need you to touch me… there."

"Where, Serena? I want you to say it."

She thought about how much she liked it when he was talking dirty to her. She decided she could do that—at least a little bit. "I want you to lay on your back while I sit on your face. You're so good with your tongue, and I hear it can be incredible. You're good at everything you try. I want to feel your mouth on me."

He tossed the chocolate syrup aside. Then he laid on his back immediately. "I want that, Serena."

She sat on his face and looked down at him as she sat there. He locked eyes with her as he sucked on her clit and then slid his tongue in her. She screamed out in pleasure. He then brought his hands up to her breasts and pinched her nipples. She arched her back and rode his face. She lost all thought except chasing her orgasm and how good he felt.

She screamed out his name, and he hoped the whole fucking party heard her. He wanted everyone to know he just got her to orgasm that hard, that he brought her pleasure. He licked her clean, and then she laid down next to him panting.

"I think I almost died," she did dramatically.

"The French call an orgasm 'Le petite mort'. It means the little death."

"Nerd," she teased. She turned her head to look at him, "Can you give me a little death again?"

He chuckled and opened a condom and rolled it on. "You're sure?"

"Fuck me already, Darien."

He kissed her stomach and then eased himself into her. He groaned out in pleasure even as he broke her barrier, and she winced in pain. "Sorry." He held still while she adjusted to him.

"This is killing you, isn't it? You want to start moving, don't you?"

"How can you tell?"

"You look like you're in pain."

"I am, but so are you."

She flexed her inner walls. "I'm ready for you now."

He began moving, and he was robbed of all speech from her. She whimpered in pleasure and dug her nails into him. She then instinctively moved her legs to wrap around him to let him in deeper. She was quickly screaming out in pleasure and meeting him thrust for thrust.

He tried to be gentle and tender, but that didn't last past her nails digging into him. It drove him wild, and he took her with all the pent-up passion he'd been holding on to. He'd have worried about hurting her, but she was very vocal, and he knew she was liking what he was doing to her.

He heard their skin slapping together, and then she wrapped her legs around him. He sunk in even deeper, and he growled out in animalistic pleasure. She wanted it. He pleased her. She wanted more. He gave it to her.

They both orgasmed, grunting out in pleasure, and Darien collapsed right on top of her. He couldn't move, and when he tried to, she wrapped her arms around him and kept him there.

"I'm not ready for you to slide out of me. I want to keep you there a bit."

He let out a larger breath, and he hoped that was enough to let her know he would listen. He still was trying to get his wits back.

When he did, he propped himself up enough to look at her. "Stay here tonight, please. Will you?"

She gave him a soft smile, "I will."

He gently pulled out of her and went to the attached bathroom and cleaned them up. He then set the rest of the condoms on the table by his bed, crawled next to her, and held her.

His cell phone in his pants pocket started ringing, and he ignored it and kissed down the column of Serena's throat. "You're perfect."

When his phone started to ring again, Serena laughed, "Just answer it. Whoever it is will keep calling."

He got out of bed and located his phone, and it stopped ringing. He looked at Serena, "It was Andrew." Then the phone started ringing again.

"What do you want, Andrew?" He asked after he answered his phone.

"You forgot to lock your door. Someone is having sex in your room. I thought you'd want a warning before you went in there." There was a pause, and Andrew said, "You're welcome."

Darien shook his head and reminded himself that Andrew was trying to be a good friend and not interrupt his time with Serena.

He pressed mute and told Serena why Andrew called. She hopped out of bed, grabbed the phone, took it off mute, and said, "Andrew, I'm having sex in here with Darien. Thanks for letting me know I was too loud. Next time I'll try to keep it down." She then hung up the phone and set it on the nightstand.

Darien picked her up and laid her back in his bed. He then spooned her and rested one hand on her stomach and the other on her breast. "I don't want you being quiet."

"I knew you liked it when I'm loud."

"And how did you figure that?"

"Every time I made a sound, you doubled your efforts to bring me more pleasure. I tried to do the same for you."

Darien half sat up, leaned on his elbow, and looked down at her. "I'm so glad I pleased you."

She looked up into his eyes. "I love you so much, Darien. But, pleased isn't the right word. That was earth-shaking."

He cupped her cheek and kissed her. "Once you've healed, I'll have you back in this bed and my cock buried inside of you. I won't ever have my fill of you, Serena. Move in with me. I want you by my side all the time."

She nodded, "Andrew won't mind?"

"He won't mind. I'll buy him earplugs, though."

She laughed and ran her fingers through his hair. "We're forever, aren't we?"

"We're forever, Serena."

87WW prompt: Darien eats chocolate syrup off of Serena.