Under the Covers
Thanks again for the many reviews. I don't like Seiya very much either but who knows maybe Serena does? *Cough* *Cough* I dearly hope not.
Chapter 6
Serena closed her bed room door softly. It was late and everyone was sound asleep. Everyone but her it seemed.
When she had left Seiya at the Dance Club she had worked quietly and did her job normally. Turning down any offers that she would have normally picked up and scored her a bigger tip. She escaped the club as soon as she was let off.
For awhile she had wondered the empty streets - not the safest thing to do. But her mind was restless and her feet itched to walk some where.
It was only half surprising that she ended up at Darien's complex. She did have his key after all. She could easily just snuggle into bed with him and forget about Seiya all together.
Serena looked down at her scarcely clad form and the glass doors. She had stood in the nights cold for what seemed like eternity. Half wishing that Darien could sense her and come down for her and half wishing that she could get her feet to move away.
The wind picked up and her tiny arms folded around her. Trying to give warmth to her shivering body.
She left.
The apartment door creaked open just after 5 in the morning. Letting in a slim figure pass through before tip toeing to her room.
Serena quickly undressed and in her naked form slipped into her bed. The sun would rise in an hour and it would mark another day for the world. Dawn brings the end of one day and the beginning of another.
She could either let go of Seiya or hang onto him. With every new day you made choices.
Seiya. What had made her blow up at him? He was just being the boyfriend that he had every right to be. Darien often checked up on her when she worked and it never bothered her before.
So the first time Seiya does it, it freaks her out?
"I could love Seiya, I really could,"
But then she would have to let go of another guy that she held close in her heart.
"I could love Darien just as much if not more than I could ever love Seiya,"
But then she would have the complications and having Seiya as her boyfriend was complication free and with Darien. It was like a never ending ball of mixed up complications.
Serena buried her head in her pillow. Not willing to find out the truth. Not willing to allow her self to see the truth.
Professor Shields could make her feel so hot, so alive.
Seiya Starlight could make her feel so naive and dry.
The biggest secret she ever had to keep hiding from Seiya was that he never made her wet. He never made her cum.
When ever things started to heat up between the pair she was as dry as a desert and she had to close her eyes and picture someone else. Someone who was taller, darker and handsomer.
She had to imagine it was Darien kissing her, touching her, teasing her. It was Darien who made her wet as a waterfall and cum crying his name.
Just when she reached her brink she would open her eyes and bit down hard on her tongue willing herself to swallow up Darien's name.
It was Seiya's name that he heard when Serena came. But not the one she thought about.
It was a secret she kept to herself. Ashamed that her own boyfriend couldn't make her wet and yet Darien could without even looking at her.
She gasped as she felt the familiar wetness pool around her legs. Her body temperature rising making her feel hot.
A picture of a man floating just above her. He was smiling down at her, almost daring her to do the nasty deed.
Her fingers had a mind of there own and nimbly slithered down her naked body. Her body arching upwards as they finally came in contact with her throbbing clit.
She didn't notices or care that the covers slid over her, half covering her and half sprayed on the floor.
Her breathing became shallower and the fingers that darted between her folds where not her own dainty fingers any more.
One hand reached up to cup one of her breasts. Her nipples hardened and she arched her back again. Moaning and pleading.
His hands were demanding. Yet gentle. One hand that cupped her was teasing her, trying to mould it to fit his hand. The other hand was demanding, plunging in and out ruthlessly.
One finger than two now three. Serena panted hard as she felt sweat trickling down her head and her back.
Faster, harder, rougher. Make her forget.
The air was crinkling with built up passion and yet they kept on moving. Joint together. Pushing each other.
Serena was powerless as she felt herself veer on the edge.
His hands stroked her sensitive jewel making her gasp and writhe around in her bed and she fell.
"Darien!"
Her heart was pounding and her chest rising up and down faster before slowing down. Her head was spinning and she felt free.
Serena breathed in deeply and removed her soaked juiced hand. He smiled down at her and together they closed there eyes and rested.
The moon set and the sun was rising.
**
Seiya waked up curled around a red-brunette. Her slender limbs entwined with his, spooning each other perfectly. He opened his eyes lazily. Yawing as he rubbed one eye awake and then his hazed filled brain automatically panicked and he nearly fell out of the bed before he realised what had happened.
After his so-called 'girlfriend' had left him at the Club he had followed Anne to the Bar where he drowned countless beers before they had started kissing and groping each other.
It was a big blur from the moment he left the bar till the moment he arrived in the room he was in now.
He remembered faint little details like Anne going down on him and the sloppy kisses he had tried to give.
But right now he had a massive headache pounding on his forehead and Anne wasn't helping any. Well apart from last night. but that was different.
He shifted slightly and looked down at his chest in disgust where a faint line of saliva still remained.
Anne moved slightly and cracked one eye lid open and smiled inwardly. She had achieved her goal and she was pleased though she didn't know what Serena always gloated about.
Every since she had started her nearly 4 months before Serena and her didn't hit it off. Then there was this consent rivalry between the two. Then the blonde slut always gloated about having the most amazing lover in bed. And Anne had made a bet with herself to get her digs in.
She had managed to claw her way into her long time rival -Serena and fuck her boyfriend brains out.
"Morning lover," Anne greeted with a lazy smile.
She stretched so the covers didn't hide anything and Seiya felt his eyes poop out of his head.
"I.I have a girlfriend," Seiya finally muttered wrestling his eyes away.
"I know," Anne purred.
"I shouldn't have done this. I can't do this,"
"Who would know? Plus you enjoyed it," Anne urged her hand trailing down his chest.
Seiya desperately tried to find away out of his fog filled his brain. All he could feel was her hand dipping lower and all he could think about was Anne.
It had been such a long time since Serena had given him any and Anne was more than willing to help him out. Plus he was a full red neck male. With a beautiful naked girl lying beside him.
"I think somebody wants to play and I am up for the game,"
Seiya muffled a moan when she finally reached her destination. Her hand toying with him.
He didn't need to think any more. He pounced on her and held her arms above her head.
Rough- they could do rough.
His eyes raked hers and she almost squirmed under his gaze. His head dipped lower and his teeth captured her nipple.
Seiya didn't wait. He pushed into her and pounded her into the mattress.
His teeth bitting in her perk nipple making her gasp. Her nails scratching his back, drawing blood.
Thrust matched with every thrust. Hips bucking against each other. Skin on skin.
Seiya was relentless on his quest of forgetting. Forgetting his troubles, his pounding headache and his girlfriend. It was all about fucking each other into oblivion and forgetting.
The sun was high over there heads.
**
Darien let the last paper fall and he sighed in his chair relaxed. Three empty mugs surrounded his table and his fingers were cramped from holding that dreaded red pen.
He closed his eyes as he remembered his day. His pathetic, normal average life that he almost forgot existed.
His hand reached over to the other side of his bed which he found empty and cold like he found it every other time he woken up that night.
It was a bad habit that normally assured him but now only brought emptiness. A feeling he was too familiar with and didn't want to remember.
Being raised in an orphanage wasn't the most amazing experience that he had enjoyed. In fact he felt often lonely and unloved. Knowing that you had a large trust fund at the age of 8 didn't mean much back then either.
He almost didn't want to get up out of bed when he realised what day it was. Tuesday. His most dreaded day.
The day when he had no classes with his student lover and no chance of seeing her as today was her day off and she normally spent that time with her jerk faced boyfriend or with her friends.
It was the one day which he could not deny her if only to find some release.
He managed to get to University some how and was immediately swamped by students and lectures. Papers waiting to be marked and pathetic excuses from errant students.
He had finally managed to find away to get to his office where a huge pile of papers waited patiently to be marked.
So there he sat for nearly 3 hours with 3 mugs of coffee to keep him doing and he was finally done.
Darien cracked his knuckles to get come tension out of his fingers and stood up to shake off any weary bits.
He gathered his mugs and smiled when he saw the first one he picked up.
It was a bunny mug with pink fur and a cute face rabbit's face. Serena's first present to him. He didn't really know why Serena was addicted to rabbits but whatever made her happy was alright by him.
He reached over to pick his second mug up and grinned again. The mug had a single red rose. His favourite flower. The last mug had crescent moons and roses. And at the bottom of the mug was a picture of her smiling face.
He loved that mug the best. He tended to drink the coffee more quickly but it was worth it to see her face when the mug was empty.
Darien shook his head to break any stray thoughts wondering about his head.
The mugs were placed on the sink and then he turned back to gather his stuff and did a double take.
"Beryl. What are you doing here?" Darien managed to croak out.
She smiled seductively and moved closer to Darien. Her hips swinging widely, her eyes on predatory mood.
"What? Cant I come and visit my boyfriend any more?"
Darien barely managed to hide his cringe, "You know you can't come here. You know I could get fired if someone found out that I am fucking someone in my office in broad daylight,"
"You didn't care about that before,"
"Well I care now. Beryl I. I can't do this,"
She was inches away from him and he could almost feel her breath of him.
Her hand came up and stroked his well defined check. His head turned slightly away from her touch and she frowned.
What was up with him? He always needed coaxing for him to come out and play now a day. Sometimes he would even push her away and Beryl was beginning to think that it was almost not worth it. Almost.
"What is wrong with you Darien? I can't come up to you in your apartment; I can't come to your work?" Beryl demanded stepping back.
"Don't think that I don't want this, I do. But I could get in major shit if someone found out that shit went down in here,"
"Don't give me that bull Darien,"
"What do you want me to do Beryl? Sweep you in my arms and fuck your brains out?"
Beryl grinned and eyed Darien, "That would be a start,"
Then her lips came swooping down on his before he could make a come back. Her hands were tearing up his clothes and he was lost for a minute.
Neither responding nor pushing her away and she took that as a sign to continue.
For Pete's sake. She was horny and she needed some release. And by god she wasn't going to go before she got what she wanted. And what she wanted was Darien and Beryl always got she wanted in the end.
He finally managed to tear his mouth away from hers and gently pushed her back. His head turned and his eyes down cast.
Why did he feel like any time that he was with Beryl it felt like he was cheating on Serena? Like his gut was twisting into nots and his heart hurt. All he wanted to do was run away with his tail between his legs and return to Serena.
He remembered the time when he screwed Beryl 6 ways to China but not any more. It was more on Beryl's effort then on his.
There was also no doubt that Beryl was cheating on him. But Darien also had no doubts that it was him that really gave her a kick.
"You should go,"
Beryl glared daggers at Darien and if looks could kill he would be a bloody mess on the floor.
"You are not what I expected Darien. Not from you."
Darien couldn't bear to raise his eyes from the safety of his office floor.
"Things change, people change,"
He heard a loud sniff and he looked up and was shocked to find unshed tears pooling around her emerald green eyes.
"Is it over then? Are we breaking up?"
He had never thought of it that way. As he thought it over he started to think that maybe it was for the best. He couldn't go on being with Beryl when all he could think about was Serena.
"Yes, maybe I think it is,"
The hand that slapped him came quick and fast. But it was the gentle kiss that she placed on his check that really surprised him.
"You know where I am if you ever need me," Beryl purred in his ear for the last time and grabbed his pants before exiting his office.
Darien breathed in a sigh of relief and adjusted himself. An invisible force had been lifted from his shoulders.
If only all break up were like this.
He picked up his scattered papers and slung his jacket around his shoulders. He opened the door that Beryl had only moments ago left from and with a determined eye he walked out.
The sun was just setting and the moon was rising.
~~
Hay does any one know it its Anne or Ann? Which sounds better? Cheers dudes and ill update quick if u help me out with some ideas to give this story some plot.
Thanks again for the many reviews. I don't like Seiya very much either but who knows maybe Serena does? *Cough* *Cough* I dearly hope not.
Chapter 6
Serena closed her bed room door softly. It was late and everyone was sound asleep. Everyone but her it seemed.
When she had left Seiya at the Dance Club she had worked quietly and did her job normally. Turning down any offers that she would have normally picked up and scored her a bigger tip. She escaped the club as soon as she was let off.
For awhile she had wondered the empty streets - not the safest thing to do. But her mind was restless and her feet itched to walk some where.
It was only half surprising that she ended up at Darien's complex. She did have his key after all. She could easily just snuggle into bed with him and forget about Seiya all together.
Serena looked down at her scarcely clad form and the glass doors. She had stood in the nights cold for what seemed like eternity. Half wishing that Darien could sense her and come down for her and half wishing that she could get her feet to move away.
The wind picked up and her tiny arms folded around her. Trying to give warmth to her shivering body.
She left.
The apartment door creaked open just after 5 in the morning. Letting in a slim figure pass through before tip toeing to her room.
Serena quickly undressed and in her naked form slipped into her bed. The sun would rise in an hour and it would mark another day for the world. Dawn brings the end of one day and the beginning of another.
She could either let go of Seiya or hang onto him. With every new day you made choices.
Seiya. What had made her blow up at him? He was just being the boyfriend that he had every right to be. Darien often checked up on her when she worked and it never bothered her before.
So the first time Seiya does it, it freaks her out?
"I could love Seiya, I really could,"
But then she would have to let go of another guy that she held close in her heart.
"I could love Darien just as much if not more than I could ever love Seiya,"
But then she would have the complications and having Seiya as her boyfriend was complication free and with Darien. It was like a never ending ball of mixed up complications.
Serena buried her head in her pillow. Not willing to find out the truth. Not willing to allow her self to see the truth.
Professor Shields could make her feel so hot, so alive.
Seiya Starlight could make her feel so naive and dry.
The biggest secret she ever had to keep hiding from Seiya was that he never made her wet. He never made her cum.
When ever things started to heat up between the pair she was as dry as a desert and she had to close her eyes and picture someone else. Someone who was taller, darker and handsomer.
She had to imagine it was Darien kissing her, touching her, teasing her. It was Darien who made her wet as a waterfall and cum crying his name.
Just when she reached her brink she would open her eyes and bit down hard on her tongue willing herself to swallow up Darien's name.
It was Seiya's name that he heard when Serena came. But not the one she thought about.
It was a secret she kept to herself. Ashamed that her own boyfriend couldn't make her wet and yet Darien could without even looking at her.
She gasped as she felt the familiar wetness pool around her legs. Her body temperature rising making her feel hot.
A picture of a man floating just above her. He was smiling down at her, almost daring her to do the nasty deed.
Her fingers had a mind of there own and nimbly slithered down her naked body. Her body arching upwards as they finally came in contact with her throbbing clit.
She didn't notices or care that the covers slid over her, half covering her and half sprayed on the floor.
Her breathing became shallower and the fingers that darted between her folds where not her own dainty fingers any more.
One hand reached up to cup one of her breasts. Her nipples hardened and she arched her back again. Moaning and pleading.
His hands were demanding. Yet gentle. One hand that cupped her was teasing her, trying to mould it to fit his hand. The other hand was demanding, plunging in and out ruthlessly.
One finger than two now three. Serena panted hard as she felt sweat trickling down her head and her back.
Faster, harder, rougher. Make her forget.
The air was crinkling with built up passion and yet they kept on moving. Joint together. Pushing each other.
Serena was powerless as she felt herself veer on the edge.
His hands stroked her sensitive jewel making her gasp and writhe around in her bed and she fell.
"Darien!"
Her heart was pounding and her chest rising up and down faster before slowing down. Her head was spinning and she felt free.
Serena breathed in deeply and removed her soaked juiced hand. He smiled down at her and together they closed there eyes and rested.
The moon set and the sun was rising.
**
Seiya waked up curled around a red-brunette. Her slender limbs entwined with his, spooning each other perfectly. He opened his eyes lazily. Yawing as he rubbed one eye awake and then his hazed filled brain automatically panicked and he nearly fell out of the bed before he realised what had happened.
After his so-called 'girlfriend' had left him at the Club he had followed Anne to the Bar where he drowned countless beers before they had started kissing and groping each other.
It was a big blur from the moment he left the bar till the moment he arrived in the room he was in now.
He remembered faint little details like Anne going down on him and the sloppy kisses he had tried to give.
But right now he had a massive headache pounding on his forehead and Anne wasn't helping any. Well apart from last night. but that was different.
He shifted slightly and looked down at his chest in disgust where a faint line of saliva still remained.
Anne moved slightly and cracked one eye lid open and smiled inwardly. She had achieved her goal and she was pleased though she didn't know what Serena always gloated about.
Every since she had started her nearly 4 months before Serena and her didn't hit it off. Then there was this consent rivalry between the two. Then the blonde slut always gloated about having the most amazing lover in bed. And Anne had made a bet with herself to get her digs in.
She had managed to claw her way into her long time rival -Serena and fuck her boyfriend brains out.
"Morning lover," Anne greeted with a lazy smile.
She stretched so the covers didn't hide anything and Seiya felt his eyes poop out of his head.
"I.I have a girlfriend," Seiya finally muttered wrestling his eyes away.
"I know," Anne purred.
"I shouldn't have done this. I can't do this,"
"Who would know? Plus you enjoyed it," Anne urged her hand trailing down his chest.
Seiya desperately tried to find away out of his fog filled his brain. All he could feel was her hand dipping lower and all he could think about was Anne.
It had been such a long time since Serena had given him any and Anne was more than willing to help him out. Plus he was a full red neck male. With a beautiful naked girl lying beside him.
"I think somebody wants to play and I am up for the game,"
Seiya muffled a moan when she finally reached her destination. Her hand toying with him.
He didn't need to think any more. He pounced on her and held her arms above her head.
Rough- they could do rough.
His eyes raked hers and she almost squirmed under his gaze. His head dipped lower and his teeth captured her nipple.
Seiya didn't wait. He pushed into her and pounded her into the mattress.
His teeth bitting in her perk nipple making her gasp. Her nails scratching his back, drawing blood.
Thrust matched with every thrust. Hips bucking against each other. Skin on skin.
Seiya was relentless on his quest of forgetting. Forgetting his troubles, his pounding headache and his girlfriend. It was all about fucking each other into oblivion and forgetting.
The sun was high over there heads.
**
Darien let the last paper fall and he sighed in his chair relaxed. Three empty mugs surrounded his table and his fingers were cramped from holding that dreaded red pen.
He closed his eyes as he remembered his day. His pathetic, normal average life that he almost forgot existed.
His hand reached over to the other side of his bed which he found empty and cold like he found it every other time he woken up that night.
It was a bad habit that normally assured him but now only brought emptiness. A feeling he was too familiar with and didn't want to remember.
Being raised in an orphanage wasn't the most amazing experience that he had enjoyed. In fact he felt often lonely and unloved. Knowing that you had a large trust fund at the age of 8 didn't mean much back then either.
He almost didn't want to get up out of bed when he realised what day it was. Tuesday. His most dreaded day.
The day when he had no classes with his student lover and no chance of seeing her as today was her day off and she normally spent that time with her jerk faced boyfriend or with her friends.
It was the one day which he could not deny her if only to find some release.
He managed to get to University some how and was immediately swamped by students and lectures. Papers waiting to be marked and pathetic excuses from errant students.
He had finally managed to find away to get to his office where a huge pile of papers waited patiently to be marked.
So there he sat for nearly 3 hours with 3 mugs of coffee to keep him doing and he was finally done.
Darien cracked his knuckles to get come tension out of his fingers and stood up to shake off any weary bits.
He gathered his mugs and smiled when he saw the first one he picked up.
It was a bunny mug with pink fur and a cute face rabbit's face. Serena's first present to him. He didn't really know why Serena was addicted to rabbits but whatever made her happy was alright by him.
He reached over to pick his second mug up and grinned again. The mug had a single red rose. His favourite flower. The last mug had crescent moons and roses. And at the bottom of the mug was a picture of her smiling face.
He loved that mug the best. He tended to drink the coffee more quickly but it was worth it to see her face when the mug was empty.
Darien shook his head to break any stray thoughts wondering about his head.
The mugs were placed on the sink and then he turned back to gather his stuff and did a double take.
"Beryl. What are you doing here?" Darien managed to croak out.
She smiled seductively and moved closer to Darien. Her hips swinging widely, her eyes on predatory mood.
"What? Cant I come and visit my boyfriend any more?"
Darien barely managed to hide his cringe, "You know you can't come here. You know I could get fired if someone found out that I am fucking someone in my office in broad daylight,"
"You didn't care about that before,"
"Well I care now. Beryl I. I can't do this,"
She was inches away from him and he could almost feel her breath of him.
Her hand came up and stroked his well defined check. His head turned slightly away from her touch and she frowned.
What was up with him? He always needed coaxing for him to come out and play now a day. Sometimes he would even push her away and Beryl was beginning to think that it was almost not worth it. Almost.
"What is wrong with you Darien? I can't come up to you in your apartment; I can't come to your work?" Beryl demanded stepping back.
"Don't think that I don't want this, I do. But I could get in major shit if someone found out that shit went down in here,"
"Don't give me that bull Darien,"
"What do you want me to do Beryl? Sweep you in my arms and fuck your brains out?"
Beryl grinned and eyed Darien, "That would be a start,"
Then her lips came swooping down on his before he could make a come back. Her hands were tearing up his clothes and he was lost for a minute.
Neither responding nor pushing her away and she took that as a sign to continue.
For Pete's sake. She was horny and she needed some release. And by god she wasn't going to go before she got what she wanted. And what she wanted was Darien and Beryl always got she wanted in the end.
He finally managed to tear his mouth away from hers and gently pushed her back. His head turned and his eyes down cast.
Why did he feel like any time that he was with Beryl it felt like he was cheating on Serena? Like his gut was twisting into nots and his heart hurt. All he wanted to do was run away with his tail between his legs and return to Serena.
He remembered the time when he screwed Beryl 6 ways to China but not any more. It was more on Beryl's effort then on his.
There was also no doubt that Beryl was cheating on him. But Darien also had no doubts that it was him that really gave her a kick.
"You should go,"
Beryl glared daggers at Darien and if looks could kill he would be a bloody mess on the floor.
"You are not what I expected Darien. Not from you."
Darien couldn't bear to raise his eyes from the safety of his office floor.
"Things change, people change,"
He heard a loud sniff and he looked up and was shocked to find unshed tears pooling around her emerald green eyes.
"Is it over then? Are we breaking up?"
He had never thought of it that way. As he thought it over he started to think that maybe it was for the best. He couldn't go on being with Beryl when all he could think about was Serena.
"Yes, maybe I think it is,"
The hand that slapped him came quick and fast. But it was the gentle kiss that she placed on his check that really surprised him.
"You know where I am if you ever need me," Beryl purred in his ear for the last time and grabbed his pants before exiting his office.
Darien breathed in a sigh of relief and adjusted himself. An invisible force had been lifted from his shoulders.
If only all break up were like this.
He picked up his scattered papers and slung his jacket around his shoulders. He opened the door that Beryl had only moments ago left from and with a determined eye he walked out.
The sun was just setting and the moon was rising.
~~
Hay does any one know it its Anne or Ann? Which sounds better? Cheers dudes and ill update quick if u help me out with some ideas to give this story some plot.