Sweet Surrender
Part 7/?
By Elisabeth James
liz221@ameritech.net
YAY!! I got this out much faster than I have been
in the past. It's been around a month since chapters 5
and 6 came out! Hopefully (that being a key word here) I
can manage to get two parts out a month from now on. I
wrote up a nice outline the other night and with it's help
it shouldn't take me so long to write chapters. Please
send feedback! Think of it as a late birthday gift. (I turned
18 the 21st of February)
Disclaimer: I don't own Sailor Moon
~* Chapter Seven- The Next Level *~
The sound of music and soft voices swirled
around the expansive backyard of the Harrison estate.
The summer was slowly drawing to a close and on this
balmy evening at the end of August all of high society
was gathered for one of the social events of the year.
Serena stared down at the party from Mehg's
bedroom window, watching the rich and powerful mingle
with one another.
"I never realized how formal these sort of parties
are." Serena remarked softly as Mehg was still getting
ready for the soiree.
"Oh this is nothing, this is considered casual to
most of the people out there." she held a dress up to her
shoulders, "What do you think?"
Serena turned her attention to her friend and made
a face, "It's too dark for your hair." the dress was a
scorching red and strapless. There was a high slit up
each thigh and it swirled gracefully Mehg's feet.
A gleam lit up Mehg's face, "You should wear it
Serena, it would look perfect on you!" she carefully
tossed the flimsy piece of fabric at her friend. Serena
held it up to her own body and waited for her friend's
reaction.
"It's perfect, put it on right now, then I can do
your hair and makeup." Serena nodded and quickly
changed into the dress and had Mehg zip up the back for
her. She turned in front of the mirror, studying her
reflection. "I would kill to be as beautiful as you
Serena."
Serena looked at her friend who was struggling
into a gown that matched her sparkling blue eyes
perfectly. Mehg had already pinned up her curled dark
hair on top of her head, letting the ringlets cascade down
her neck and shoulders. She took her place next to
Serena in front of the mirror and grinned, "We're gonna
knock them dead out there, especially you. People will
lose it when they see you on the arm of my brother."
Serena's smile started to waiver, she knew that she was in
over her head tonight.
Mehg gently pushed Serena down into her desk
chair to do her hair. She went to work curling her
friend's lustrous mass of pale locks. "Mehg, I'm worried
about saying the wrong thing or doing something stupid."
Serena blurted out her concerns and listened to Mehg's
musical laugh above her head.
"Trust me, even if you do something stupid, no
one will say anything. You're a special guest of the host
and the girlfriend of his son, you're untouchable." she
placed some whispy strands of Serena's hair strategically
around her face. She clasped the rest up with a diamond
clip and stepped back. "There, all done."
Serena delicately touched the back of her head
and stood up, "You're a miracle worker Mehg, I would
be lost without you."
Mehg tapped her chin as if deep in thought,
"Yeah, probably." Serena giggled and Mehg pulled her
out of the chair, "Now let's go find Darien so we join the
party!"
Serena and Mehg stepped out into the hallway and
Mehg started down the stairs.
"I think Darien's in his room, go and get him
okay?" Mehg called up to her as she clomped down the
stairs in her heels.
Serena shook off the nervousness and walked
down the hall. She rapped gently on Darien's door and it
slowly opened.
"Ready to make our debut?" Darien spun around
to see his stunning girlfriend standing in the doorway of
his room, an amused smile graced her face.
He grinned at her, "Just let me finish tying this
stupid tie, I can't get it straight." Serena walked into the
room and took the hopelessly knotted bow tie away from
him. With sure hands she unknotted the scrap of fabric
and wrapped it around his neck. Her fingers quickly
worked the bow into place.
"There, perfect." he turned to examine his
appearance in the full length mirror. With his crisp white
shirt and fitted tuxedo Darien looked like the epitome of
the upper class. "There are times when I can't believe
you're mine." her words struck his heart and he placed
his hands on her hips, drawing her closer.
"I think that same thought every day." a soft blush
crept into her cheeks. He planted a quick kiss on her lips,
careful not mess up her perfect makeup job. "You look
exquisite tonight." her red dress hugged her every curve
and left her shoulders deliciously bare. She wore no
jewelry, her neck and wrists were bare. Perfect. Keeping
his eyes gazing into hers, he reached down and picked up
a small black velvet box from his dresser. "I have
something for you."
With a puzzled look, she carefully took the box
from Darien's grip. With shaking hands she opened it
and found a diamond pendant winking back at her. "Oh
Darien... You shouldn't have done this..." Before she
could stop him, he had taken it out of the box and
fastened it around her neck. It was a flawless
compliment to her dress.
"Think of it as a going away present, something to
remember me after I leave next week." she nodded and
felt the tears well up in her eyes. She knew that Darien
was going to have to go back to college eventually, she
just didn't want to let him go so soon.
He felt her happy mood starting to disintegrate
and placed his hand under her chin, guiding her eyes to
his, "Nothing is going to change between us, distance
can't make me stop loving you."
She gave him a watery smile, "I know, but I just
don't know what I'm going to do without you around
every day. I feel like I'm losing apart of myself."
His lips were on hers in a second, trying to
reassure her without words that nothing would ever take
him from her. She ran her hands up his firm chest and
wrapped her arms around his neck, longing to be as close
to him as possible.
"We have to go downstairs Darien, the
party-goers are waiting for you. You're the guest of
honor after all." she finally broke the contact after a few
minutes. He nodded and looked down at his slightly
rumpled girlfriend.
"You better have Mehg fix your makeup for you, I
messed it up a little."
She smiled and started to walk out of the room,
"Maybe you can mess it up for me again later?" Serena
gave him a playful wink and left the room.
Darien studied the empty doorway for a moment
before hurrying after her.
Twenty minutes later Serena's saucy attitude had
disappeared leaving behind the cold feeling of dread that
had settled deep in her stomach. She planted what she
hoped to be a friendly smile upon her face and clung to
Darien's arm. He could feel how tense she was and held
her hand tightly, trying desperately to reassure her.
The backyard looked heavenly, tiny white twinkle
lights decorated the bushes that lined the property. A
string quartet was set up in one corner of the yard playing
soft romantic music. People mingled around beautifully
set dining tables, each one glowing with candle light and
covered with bouquets of roses. Servers, dressed in
flawlessly pressed uniforms, worked there way through
the crowd carrying silver trays filled with champagne and
other scrumptious looking morsels. And Mehg had said
that this was a more casual party...
"I've never seen anything so beautiful Darien, this
is just magical." she told him in quiet awe as she looked
around her.
"I'm glad you like it, I wanted to make this night
special for you, for the both of us." he kissed her hand
and she felt her heart melt into a puddle at her feet. He
lead her over to a group of his friends and began to
introduce her around. But her mind was some place else,
the wheels spinning, working out a solution to a problem
she had tried to not consider.
Serena smiled politely to everyone she was
introduced to and tried to make pleasant conversation but
it soon became quite obvious that the crowd Darien ran
with and her had nothing in common besides Darien. As
every minute passed she started to feel more and more
like an outsider, like she didn't belong.
Darien noticed her increasing tension but couldn't
think of anyway to fix it besides having her leave the
party. He grabbed a glass of champagne off one of the
trays that the servers were carrying around and handed it
to her.
"Drink it slowly, it'll make you relax a little." she
took a slow uncertain sip and felt the bubbly liquid slide
smoothly down her throat.
"Not bad, I've never had champagne before." she
downed the rest of the glass quickly, liking the feeling of
courage that it gave her. She grabbed another glass off a
tray and began to sip it quickly. Darien shook his head.
"No more after this, I don't need a drunk date
tonight. Besides, you're WAY under age and you haven't
had anything to eat all day. You'll make yourself sick."
he touched the end of her nose gently, "I have to go and
find my father. One of his business clients is here and
needs to speak to him. Are you okay here by yourself for
a few minutes?"
Serena smiled warmly at him, "Of course, I'm not
a child. I'll just stand right here." she untangled her arm
from his and watched his broad back disappear into the
crowd of people. She sat down on a nearby bench and
gazed at all the couples swirling around on the dance
floor. She kept sipping her champagne until there was
none left and she felt quite happy and bubbly. Just for
good measure she grabbed another flute of it when the
server came by and she nursed this one, counting the
seconds until Darien came back.
Would she ever fit into his world? Would she
always feel like such an foreigner? This wouldn't be the
last social function she would ever have to attend with
him if they stayed together. The Harrison family was
incredibly influential and powerful, they were expected
to be present at all the galas and parties that members of
the upper class threw. After her uncomfortable behavior
tonight, would he ever take her to another one? She
lacked the social polish of a socialite, the conversation
skills that it took to mingle. If she had any of these things
she wouldn't just be sitting on some bench waiting for
Darien to return to her.
She looked down at her empty glass and realized
that she had downed three champagne cocktails in less
than 10 minutes. Her stomach let out a grumble in
protest and she started to feel a little lightheaded. She
felt someone sit down next to her on the bench and
turned to see Mehg looking at her, her face worried.
"Serena, what's wrong? You look like you don't
feel well." she moved closer to her friend and put an arm
around her shoulder.
Serena shrugged her away, "I'm fine, I was just
thinking about something that made me feel unhappy."
Mehg took note of the glass in Serena's hand.
"How many drinks have you had tonight?" Serena
held up three fingers and let her head fall into her hands.
"You're not going to throw up, are you?" Serena
shook her head and felt a sob escape her mouth. Mehg's
arm was back around her in a second, "Serena, tell me
what's wrong? Where's Darien? Did he leave you here
all by yourself?"
"It's not his fault, he needed to find your dad. I
told him I would stay right here. He's been gone for ten
minutes, he'll be back soon." Serena harshly brushed a
tear from her cheek, "When he left, I got to thinking
about how I don't belong here. I'm a nobody at a party
full of somebodies. I have no right to be in the company
of the people here tonight, I have no right to be going out
with Darien. He should be with someone from this
world, a girl who can handle situations like these without
breaking down."
Mehg let out a long sigh, "He wants you Serena,
not some stupid socialite. You have every right to be
going out with him, who told you that you didn't? Love
doesn't stop at social barriers, it barges through them.
And if you love him as much as loves you, and I think
that you do, then why throw that away? There are people
here tonight that would kill for a love like you and Darien
have because their own lives are so empty. Money really
can buy anything Serena, including love." Mehg looked
up to find Darien walking quickly toward them, "Don't
give up and don't let go." she stood up and smiled at
Darien, "She's okay, she just got a little upset. I'll let you
take over from here." she waved goodbye to Serena and
disappeared.
"Are you okay?" he sat down in Mehg's vacated
spot and pulled his girlfriend close. She curled up next to
him and rested her head on his chest.
"I'm better now." she whispered, her head was
starting to feel a little bit better and Darien's presence
calmed her rampant thoughts.
Strains of "If Ever I Would Leave You" floated
across the yard from the quartet and Darien looked down
at the girl in his arms, "Would you care to join for a
dance milady?" A grin lit up her face and she placed her
hand in his.
He pulled her gently across the yard and onto the
dance floor, which was little more than a secluded place
in the backyard to enjoy the music and the company of
another person.
They swayed back and forth to the song, Darien's
hands rested gently at the curve of her back, her head
cradled on his broad shoulder. Serena closed her eyes
and felt the most at peace she had ever felt. She was so
relaxed in fact, that she could feel herself drifting off to
sleep in Darien's arms.
"You tired angel?" Darien whispered the question
into her ear, his warm breath tickling her skin. She
nodded sleepily and Darien chuckled, the deep laughter
reverberated in his chest. "Let's head into the house
then, I'm pretty tired myself." she nodded again and took
his hand and the couple walked slowly toward the
mansion.
An hour later, however, Serena was hit by a
second wind and was no longer tired. They had popped
in a movie in Darien's bedroom and while they had both
been focused on it in the beginning, their attentions had
turned elsewhere.
She could still hear the party going on underneath
Darien's window. The group had grown louder as the
servers circled around handing out more champagne and
wine. It had been only an hour ago when she felt the
lowest she could ever remember feeling and now when it
was just herself and Darien euphoria seemed to flow
through her veins.
"Stop doing that!" warm hands around her
midsection pulled her from her thoughts. Serena pushed
his hands away from her stomach as he tried to tickle her
again. She let out a shriek of laughter as he broke
through her defenses and began to torment her.
His hands stopped suddenly, "Ah! Your feet are
cold!" Darien gasped as one of Serena's appendages crept
up his pant leg. She giggled as he tried to shake it away.
"If that's the way you're going to play, I guess I'll have to
find another way to get your icy feet off my leg." His lips
descended to hers and she immediately forgot about
trying to keep her feet around his leg. In fact she forgot
about everything but his warm body on top of hers.
She could feel his hands caressing her back,
sending tremors down her spine and racking her senses.
They were quickly climbing the ladder of intensity, she
was waiting for him to pull away from her like he always
did when things got this hot.
And she wasn't disappointed, "Serena, let's watch
the movie." his hands slowly pulled away from her waist,
as if they didn't really want to let go.
"Maybe I don't want to watch the movie." she
pulled his face back down to hers catching him in an
earth shattering kiss. He didn't fight her and gave in
temporarily until it became apparent that things had to
stop.
Darien pulled away once more, his breath
catching in the back of his throat. "Serena, we need to
stop, I'm serious." he gazed down into her eyes and saw
that so was she.
He looked incredibly sexy with the sleeves of his
tuxedo shirt rolled up to his elbows, his ebony hair was
delightfully tousled and his eyes staring into her soul. "I
want this Darien." her voice didn't waiver, her smile
didn't falter. Everything that night had been almost
perfect and all that she wanted was for him to feel the
same way she did.
"No, I can't." he shook his head and tried to pull
away from her but her arms were intertwined around his
neck, fixing him in place.
"I love you, I want to be with you." he stopped
struggling to get up, and contemplated his girlfriend's
features. Certainty was etched in her smile, her eyes.
"I can't Serena, I love you too but..." but he felt
himself giving in and she knew it.
"I want to be with you in every way before you
leave. I'm ready for this, I want this. I want you."
That was all he needed to hear.
~* To Be Continued... *~
Okay... Please tell me what you think. I really
want to know. Love it? Hate it? Want to throw me in a
pit of scalding hot lava and laugh as I melt into a puddle
of goo? Let me know!
I dedicate this chapter to Mehg. She has been
such a HUGE help with this fic. She's always offering
suggestions and pointers and not afraid to tell me if she
doesn't like something. It was also her idea for the end.
Anyone who knows Mehg knows what a hentai she is
^^;;;;;
Thanks also to my editor Mere for all her advice
and help as well. *hugs*
Liz-chan
Part 7/?
By Elisabeth James
liz221@ameritech.net
YAY!! I got this out much faster than I have been
in the past. It's been around a month since chapters 5
and 6 came out! Hopefully (that being a key word here) I
can manage to get two parts out a month from now on. I
wrote up a nice outline the other night and with it's help
it shouldn't take me so long to write chapters. Please
send feedback! Think of it as a late birthday gift. (I turned
18 the 21st of February)
Disclaimer: I don't own Sailor Moon
~* Chapter Seven- The Next Level *~
The sound of music and soft voices swirled
around the expansive backyard of the Harrison estate.
The summer was slowly drawing to a close and on this
balmy evening at the end of August all of high society
was gathered for one of the social events of the year.
Serena stared down at the party from Mehg's
bedroom window, watching the rich and powerful mingle
with one another.
"I never realized how formal these sort of parties
are." Serena remarked softly as Mehg was still getting
ready for the soiree.
"Oh this is nothing, this is considered casual to
most of the people out there." she held a dress up to her
shoulders, "What do you think?"
Serena turned her attention to her friend and made
a face, "It's too dark for your hair." the dress was a
scorching red and strapless. There was a high slit up
each thigh and it swirled gracefully Mehg's feet.
A gleam lit up Mehg's face, "You should wear it
Serena, it would look perfect on you!" she carefully
tossed the flimsy piece of fabric at her friend. Serena
held it up to her own body and waited for her friend's
reaction.
"It's perfect, put it on right now, then I can do
your hair and makeup." Serena nodded and quickly
changed into the dress and had Mehg zip up the back for
her. She turned in front of the mirror, studying her
reflection. "I would kill to be as beautiful as you
Serena."
Serena looked at her friend who was struggling
into a gown that matched her sparkling blue eyes
perfectly. Mehg had already pinned up her curled dark
hair on top of her head, letting the ringlets cascade down
her neck and shoulders. She took her place next to
Serena in front of the mirror and grinned, "We're gonna
knock them dead out there, especially you. People will
lose it when they see you on the arm of my brother."
Serena's smile started to waiver, she knew that she was in
over her head tonight.
Mehg gently pushed Serena down into her desk
chair to do her hair. She went to work curling her
friend's lustrous mass of pale locks. "Mehg, I'm worried
about saying the wrong thing or doing something stupid."
Serena blurted out her concerns and listened to Mehg's
musical laugh above her head.
"Trust me, even if you do something stupid, no
one will say anything. You're a special guest of the host
and the girlfriend of his son, you're untouchable." she
placed some whispy strands of Serena's hair strategically
around her face. She clasped the rest up with a diamond
clip and stepped back. "There, all done."
Serena delicately touched the back of her head
and stood up, "You're a miracle worker Mehg, I would
be lost without you."
Mehg tapped her chin as if deep in thought,
"Yeah, probably." Serena giggled and Mehg pulled her
out of the chair, "Now let's go find Darien so we join the
party!"
Serena and Mehg stepped out into the hallway and
Mehg started down the stairs.
"I think Darien's in his room, go and get him
okay?" Mehg called up to her as she clomped down the
stairs in her heels.
Serena shook off the nervousness and walked
down the hall. She rapped gently on Darien's door and it
slowly opened.
"Ready to make our debut?" Darien spun around
to see his stunning girlfriend standing in the doorway of
his room, an amused smile graced her face.
He grinned at her, "Just let me finish tying this
stupid tie, I can't get it straight." Serena walked into the
room and took the hopelessly knotted bow tie away from
him. With sure hands she unknotted the scrap of fabric
and wrapped it around his neck. Her fingers quickly
worked the bow into place.
"There, perfect." he turned to examine his
appearance in the full length mirror. With his crisp white
shirt and fitted tuxedo Darien looked like the epitome of
the upper class. "There are times when I can't believe
you're mine." her words struck his heart and he placed
his hands on her hips, drawing her closer.
"I think that same thought every day." a soft blush
crept into her cheeks. He planted a quick kiss on her lips,
careful not mess up her perfect makeup job. "You look
exquisite tonight." her red dress hugged her every curve
and left her shoulders deliciously bare. She wore no
jewelry, her neck and wrists were bare. Perfect. Keeping
his eyes gazing into hers, he reached down and picked up
a small black velvet box from his dresser. "I have
something for you."
With a puzzled look, she carefully took the box
from Darien's grip. With shaking hands she opened it
and found a diamond pendant winking back at her. "Oh
Darien... You shouldn't have done this..." Before she
could stop him, he had taken it out of the box and
fastened it around her neck. It was a flawless
compliment to her dress.
"Think of it as a going away present, something to
remember me after I leave next week." she nodded and
felt the tears well up in her eyes. She knew that Darien
was going to have to go back to college eventually, she
just didn't want to let him go so soon.
He felt her happy mood starting to disintegrate
and placed his hand under her chin, guiding her eyes to
his, "Nothing is going to change between us, distance
can't make me stop loving you."
She gave him a watery smile, "I know, but I just
don't know what I'm going to do without you around
every day. I feel like I'm losing apart of myself."
His lips were on hers in a second, trying to
reassure her without words that nothing would ever take
him from her. She ran her hands up his firm chest and
wrapped her arms around his neck, longing to be as close
to him as possible.
"We have to go downstairs Darien, the
party-goers are waiting for you. You're the guest of
honor after all." she finally broke the contact after a few
minutes. He nodded and looked down at his slightly
rumpled girlfriend.
"You better have Mehg fix your makeup for you, I
messed it up a little."
She smiled and started to walk out of the room,
"Maybe you can mess it up for me again later?" Serena
gave him a playful wink and left the room.
Darien studied the empty doorway for a moment
before hurrying after her.
Twenty minutes later Serena's saucy attitude had
disappeared leaving behind the cold feeling of dread that
had settled deep in her stomach. She planted what she
hoped to be a friendly smile upon her face and clung to
Darien's arm. He could feel how tense she was and held
her hand tightly, trying desperately to reassure her.
The backyard looked heavenly, tiny white twinkle
lights decorated the bushes that lined the property. A
string quartet was set up in one corner of the yard playing
soft romantic music. People mingled around beautifully
set dining tables, each one glowing with candle light and
covered with bouquets of roses. Servers, dressed in
flawlessly pressed uniforms, worked there way through
the crowd carrying silver trays filled with champagne and
other scrumptious looking morsels. And Mehg had said
that this was a more casual party...
"I've never seen anything so beautiful Darien, this
is just magical." she told him in quiet awe as she looked
around her.
"I'm glad you like it, I wanted to make this night
special for you, for the both of us." he kissed her hand
and she felt her heart melt into a puddle at her feet. He
lead her over to a group of his friends and began to
introduce her around. But her mind was some place else,
the wheels spinning, working out a solution to a problem
she had tried to not consider.
Serena smiled politely to everyone she was
introduced to and tried to make pleasant conversation but
it soon became quite obvious that the crowd Darien ran
with and her had nothing in common besides Darien. As
every minute passed she started to feel more and more
like an outsider, like she didn't belong.
Darien noticed her increasing tension but couldn't
think of anyway to fix it besides having her leave the
party. He grabbed a glass of champagne off one of the
trays that the servers were carrying around and handed it
to her.
"Drink it slowly, it'll make you relax a little." she
took a slow uncertain sip and felt the bubbly liquid slide
smoothly down her throat.
"Not bad, I've never had champagne before." she
downed the rest of the glass quickly, liking the feeling of
courage that it gave her. She grabbed another glass off a
tray and began to sip it quickly. Darien shook his head.
"No more after this, I don't need a drunk date
tonight. Besides, you're WAY under age and you haven't
had anything to eat all day. You'll make yourself sick."
he touched the end of her nose gently, "I have to go and
find my father. One of his business clients is here and
needs to speak to him. Are you okay here by yourself for
a few minutes?"
Serena smiled warmly at him, "Of course, I'm not
a child. I'll just stand right here." she untangled her arm
from his and watched his broad back disappear into the
crowd of people. She sat down on a nearby bench and
gazed at all the couples swirling around on the dance
floor. She kept sipping her champagne until there was
none left and she felt quite happy and bubbly. Just for
good measure she grabbed another flute of it when the
server came by and she nursed this one, counting the
seconds until Darien came back.
Would she ever fit into his world? Would she
always feel like such an foreigner? This wouldn't be the
last social function she would ever have to attend with
him if they stayed together. The Harrison family was
incredibly influential and powerful, they were expected
to be present at all the galas and parties that members of
the upper class threw. After her uncomfortable behavior
tonight, would he ever take her to another one? She
lacked the social polish of a socialite, the conversation
skills that it took to mingle. If she had any of these things
she wouldn't just be sitting on some bench waiting for
Darien to return to her.
She looked down at her empty glass and realized
that she had downed three champagne cocktails in less
than 10 minutes. Her stomach let out a grumble in
protest and she started to feel a little lightheaded. She
felt someone sit down next to her on the bench and
turned to see Mehg looking at her, her face worried.
"Serena, what's wrong? You look like you don't
feel well." she moved closer to her friend and put an arm
around her shoulder.
Serena shrugged her away, "I'm fine, I was just
thinking about something that made me feel unhappy."
Mehg took note of the glass in Serena's hand.
"How many drinks have you had tonight?" Serena
held up three fingers and let her head fall into her hands.
"You're not going to throw up, are you?" Serena
shook her head and felt a sob escape her mouth. Mehg's
arm was back around her in a second, "Serena, tell me
what's wrong? Where's Darien? Did he leave you here
all by yourself?"
"It's not his fault, he needed to find your dad. I
told him I would stay right here. He's been gone for ten
minutes, he'll be back soon." Serena harshly brushed a
tear from her cheek, "When he left, I got to thinking
about how I don't belong here. I'm a nobody at a party
full of somebodies. I have no right to be in the company
of the people here tonight, I have no right to be going out
with Darien. He should be with someone from this
world, a girl who can handle situations like these without
breaking down."
Mehg let out a long sigh, "He wants you Serena,
not some stupid socialite. You have every right to be
going out with him, who told you that you didn't? Love
doesn't stop at social barriers, it barges through them.
And if you love him as much as loves you, and I think
that you do, then why throw that away? There are people
here tonight that would kill for a love like you and Darien
have because their own lives are so empty. Money really
can buy anything Serena, including love." Mehg looked
up to find Darien walking quickly toward them, "Don't
give up and don't let go." she stood up and smiled at
Darien, "She's okay, she just got a little upset. I'll let you
take over from here." she waved goodbye to Serena and
disappeared.
"Are you okay?" he sat down in Mehg's vacated
spot and pulled his girlfriend close. She curled up next to
him and rested her head on his chest.
"I'm better now." she whispered, her head was
starting to feel a little bit better and Darien's presence
calmed her rampant thoughts.
Strains of "If Ever I Would Leave You" floated
across the yard from the quartet and Darien looked down
at the girl in his arms, "Would you care to join for a
dance milady?" A grin lit up her face and she placed her
hand in his.
He pulled her gently across the yard and onto the
dance floor, which was little more than a secluded place
in the backyard to enjoy the music and the company of
another person.
They swayed back and forth to the song, Darien's
hands rested gently at the curve of her back, her head
cradled on his broad shoulder. Serena closed her eyes
and felt the most at peace she had ever felt. She was so
relaxed in fact, that she could feel herself drifting off to
sleep in Darien's arms.
"You tired angel?" Darien whispered the question
into her ear, his warm breath tickling her skin. She
nodded sleepily and Darien chuckled, the deep laughter
reverberated in his chest. "Let's head into the house
then, I'm pretty tired myself." she nodded again and took
his hand and the couple walked slowly toward the
mansion.
An hour later, however, Serena was hit by a
second wind and was no longer tired. They had popped
in a movie in Darien's bedroom and while they had both
been focused on it in the beginning, their attentions had
turned elsewhere.
She could still hear the party going on underneath
Darien's window. The group had grown louder as the
servers circled around handing out more champagne and
wine. It had been only an hour ago when she felt the
lowest she could ever remember feeling and now when it
was just herself and Darien euphoria seemed to flow
through her veins.
"Stop doing that!" warm hands around her
midsection pulled her from her thoughts. Serena pushed
his hands away from her stomach as he tried to tickle her
again. She let out a shriek of laughter as he broke
through her defenses and began to torment her.
His hands stopped suddenly, "Ah! Your feet are
cold!" Darien gasped as one of Serena's appendages crept
up his pant leg. She giggled as he tried to shake it away.
"If that's the way you're going to play, I guess I'll have to
find another way to get your icy feet off my leg." His lips
descended to hers and she immediately forgot about
trying to keep her feet around his leg. In fact she forgot
about everything but his warm body on top of hers.
She could feel his hands caressing her back,
sending tremors down her spine and racking her senses.
They were quickly climbing the ladder of intensity, she
was waiting for him to pull away from her like he always
did when things got this hot.
And she wasn't disappointed, "Serena, let's watch
the movie." his hands slowly pulled away from her waist,
as if they didn't really want to let go.
"Maybe I don't want to watch the movie." she
pulled his face back down to hers catching him in an
earth shattering kiss. He didn't fight her and gave in
temporarily until it became apparent that things had to
stop.
Darien pulled away once more, his breath
catching in the back of his throat. "Serena, we need to
stop, I'm serious." he gazed down into her eyes and saw
that so was she.
He looked incredibly sexy with the sleeves of his
tuxedo shirt rolled up to his elbows, his ebony hair was
delightfully tousled and his eyes staring into her soul. "I
want this Darien." her voice didn't waiver, her smile
didn't falter. Everything that night had been almost
perfect and all that she wanted was for him to feel the
same way she did.
"No, I can't." he shook his head and tried to pull
away from her but her arms were intertwined around his
neck, fixing him in place.
"I love you, I want to be with you." he stopped
struggling to get up, and contemplated his girlfriend's
features. Certainty was etched in her smile, her eyes.
"I can't Serena, I love you too but..." but he felt
himself giving in and she knew it.
"I want to be with you in every way before you
leave. I'm ready for this, I want this. I want you."
That was all he needed to hear.
~* To Be Continued... *~
Okay... Please tell me what you think. I really
want to know. Love it? Hate it? Want to throw me in a
pit of scalding hot lava and laugh as I melt into a puddle
of goo? Let me know!
I dedicate this chapter to Mehg. She has been
such a HUGE help with this fic. She's always offering
suggestions and pointers and not afraid to tell me if she
doesn't like something. It was also her idea for the end.
Anyone who knows Mehg knows what a hentai she is
^^;;;;;
Thanks also to my editor Mere for all her advice
and help as well. *hugs*
Liz-chan