Encounters

By: SailorKittyMoon Disclaimer: I don't own Sailor MoonChapter 13

Right I admit it, I am totally obsessed about Darien Shields and today is the day I am going to make him realize that he is … totally obsessed about me, too. I mean he couldn't make love to me like that day after day and have no other feelings for me besides lust … can he?

Well even if he doesn't 'yet' he'll be mine and May isn't getting her hands anywhere near him!

Darien's POV

Finally, I can have a break from numbers! Don't mistake me, I love my job and I have a great determination to succeed even if I do say so myself, you'd need to, especially if you want to get to such a high status as myself. But, staring at nothing but numbers for hours on end can make any man go insane.

I own my own company, Shields, corp., and I didn't get here thanks to my father's generosity; I worked hard for my position. I play hard and I work hard and that makes me a decent person in my standards even if I can be indecent at times.

Firstly, there's Serena, my little minx of a neighbour. Gorgeous body, a lovely face and a sharp tongue … the sexiest neighbour I've ever had if you'd care to believe. She entices me to the most favourable of heights; I can't even stand her at times yet … not trying to sound cheesy, I can't imagine life without her as she's a constant in it.

Then there's May, annoying at times but she can be sweet, too. Of course, she's also gorgeous though I don't really know her all that well but, she's got an appetite like an elephant and that's a trait I find very attractive, I've taken her more times than I can remember.

Amongst the midst of my thoughts, I hear a knock at my door and I already know I'm hard, I'm insatiable but I don't know if it was the thought of May or Serena that got me so excited.

"Come in," I clear my throat and sit up straighter in my seat and take my feet off the desk.

" Darien," it's Eric, an employee of mine but I prefer to refer to him as a close friend. "I've a favour to ask."

He looked as timid as a mouse and I couldn't help but let a little chuckle escape my lips. "Mmmm?"

"Well you see, I've got a date with this REALLY hot chick and, and-" he stuttered incoherently, "I was wondering if I could have an hour or so off cause she just turned up in my office and stuff."

I laughed, "Sure thing Eric, does this mystery maiden have a name?"

"Serena," he answered straight off.

I felt my heart stop. Before I let out a shallow breath, of course, chances were one in a hundred of it being my Serena he was talking about.

"That's nice, Eric. In fact, take a few hours off and … have fun."

Eric grinned, "Thanks Darien, you're a true mate!"

I sighed as I watched him walk out my office and that tingling sense that I was missing something continued to nip at me. Why was I getting so worried?

I had to ask Eric her second name, just to know if Serena was indeed dating him, I'll probably just make a fool of myself but I just had to find out.

I walked swiftly up to his room and stopped outside, I pulled my tie up higher to give a professional image in case he started thinking I was a raging, nosy lunatic. Then I entered the room without knocking, I know he needed his privacy but I was getting impatient. And then well, let's just say I saw something I wasn't expecting yet I was anticipating it.

Serena, MY Serena, and Eric were going at it like … like, well like me and Serena go at it. They weren't naked but I could see his hand resting under her top like he owned her and I felt this burning rage build inside me. What the hell did he think he was doing! Before I even knew what I was doing, I was inside the room and pulling him off her and I saw a shocked look appear on Serena's face. My anger slowly began to fade and my head filled up with disgust at my own behaviour, I never loose control unless I'm having sex.

What was I thinking! I didn't own her; she had every right to be doing what she was. I looked at Eric's surprised face and I felt my own body go stiff.

"Sorry, Eric. Just trying to set an example, no making out in the office," lame excuse I know but what else could I say. "Hey, Serena," I murmured trying to sound distant, yet her bright but cheeky grin made me want to grab her and … and bury into her so hard and deep that she'd be screaming for me for hours and Eric would just be a distant memory. But, of course, I couldn't do that.

Instead, I tried to grin back at her and ruffled up her hair like she was a little kid or something, I saw the grin disappear off her face and a questioning look replace it, what was she thinking of me right now? A jealous bastard? Or a desperate cunt?

I walked out the room, pretending like it didn't bother me at all. But, God damn it, it did!

About an hour later, I felt a gentle knock on my door and I welcomed the distraction, the thought of Serena and Eric together was beginning to become an annoying constant reminder in my hazy brain.

" Darien?" I looked up to see the occupier of my former thoughts with Eric nowhere in sight.

"Hmmm?"

I turned my eyes back to my work as I heard her light tread enter the room.

"Don't be mad at Eric, 'k? I know I shouldn't have been at the office in the first place and I apologize on his behalf. Sides, we're friends aren't we?" She began.

I looked up then and my eyes met her worried and slightly saddened ones. Had I really upset her that much through my reaction?

"Don't worry about it, Sere."

She smiled then, and I felt like a thousand candles had been lit in the room, totally cheesy I know but I'd bet she had that effect on everyone she met. Plus, she was a right little animal in bed, something special for sure.

"Cool, so are you really busy?"

"No not really. Why?"

"Well I just wanted to talk to you a little about Eric, if you don't mind. He's sooo sweet and I reckoned you'd probably know him better than a lot of people since he works for you and I've heard you're such good friends."

I know what I should've done then; I should've smirked and given her a few good pointers about Eric. That's what I should've done but instead I sat there watching her for a few seconds before getting out of my chair and walking towards her.

Today she was adorning a bright pink little Minnie skirt and a pink tank top. To me, she looked mind-blazingly gorgeous.

I stood in front of her and looked down at her sea-deep eyes, "So are you two serious?"

"Well not yet, but he's so gorgeous and I want him to be mine," she said quite possessively and I felt my heart give a swift lurch. She couldn't prefer him to me!

"Really?"

"Mmmhmm and plus he makes love like a God! Darien you have got to tell me everything about him," she jumped up and down excitedly.

I felt butterflies in my stomach, maybe I was just getting hungry, and I'd missed lunch anyway.

"He's … he's not right for you, Sere," What was I saying! Eric was one of my closest friends, I couldn't be putting him down, no way, and he seemed to be obsessing about Serena as it was.

"What?" she seemed slightly surprised and shocked.

"Yeah, you deserve someone better, Sere and well Eric doesn't quite fit the criteria," True he had cheated on his past few girlfriends but … but still!

"But Darien, maybe he can change," I saw a hurt look appear in her eyes.

"Maybe but as far as I know, he hasn't shown any signs of improvement. But that's only a personal opinion, don't take me on my word, I'm just looking out for you," Was I? Or was I just looking out for myself?

"So what are you trying to say, Darien?"

"You're awesome, Sere, you really are but I don't think you can control a man like him, or keep him in check."

"How would you know?" Now she seemed mad, "Just cause you're like that doesn't mean every other man is. Or are you just jealous?"

"Jealous! Me? Sorry to disappoint you sweetheart, but for me to be jealous I'd have to have strong feelings for you. You're a good mate but my feelings have never travelled as far," I was lying through my teeth but if she liked Eric so much, I couldn't bear to admit the truth, I guess I 'could' be jealous but … why would I be?

I saw tears begin to appear in her eyes; why would she care if I was jealous or not, it's not like she had strong feelings for me either.

"Look, Sere, we both know I'm a player so I don't have strong feelings for anyone," this was the best way I could suffice her.

"You're such a bastard, Darien," she choked out before thumping a fist on my chest and laying her head there after. "I hate you so much!"

I wrapped my arms around her and kissed the top of her head, "You'll always be my favouritist gal though."

She looked up at my face, "So are you and May a couple now?"

"Well we've sorted our problems out but no I wouldn't say we're a couple."

She pushed away from me, "So if you had a chance to have sex with either May or me at this exact moment, who would it be?"

Why was she asking me this? "I'd have a three some," I managed to grin. "But, seriously, it'd depend."

"On what?"

"On who looks sexier."

She looked slightly shocked and then she turned around, I thought she was going to walk out on me but she slowly began to take her top off.

Turning back around, her breasts leaning temptingly forward in a black lace bra, she pointed to a little love bite on the top of her left breast.

"Not like you haven't seen me naked before, but I'm thinking about getting a tattoo there."

I felt my throat get dry, "Why?" I choked out.

"Just, I'm planning on bagging Mr. Right and if me and Eric are dating for more than a month at least, I'm gonna get his name tattooed on. What do you think?"

The sight of her standing there, nearly topless and her eyes twinkling like she'd just solved world hunger or something; I couldn't help but get hard. But with that fondness I felt for her I could also feel a slight rage, how could she even think about labelling herself as another man's property?

I turned away towards the window, "I think it's a very stupid, immature idea."

"Oh you'd know about immature wouldn't you, Darien. God, you're so fucking haughty, can't you just tell me once that 'Serena, I'm happy for you and I'm sure it'll go great!'"

"Well you asked for my opinion and I'm giving an honest one."

"Well stuff you then! You're such an obnoxious bastard sometimes, you know that?"

"You don't fail to keep reminding me."

I could feel her slowly brewing up behind me and at this exact moment, I could picture images of her and me having hot, sizzling sex on my worktable.

"Serena, would you please put your top on and make your way out of my office before I do something I'll regret."

I thought she was gonna slap me at the very least but instead I felt her anger course and I swear I could almost feel her laser-hot glare burn through my skin.

"Oh really, what are you gonna do, Darien? Fuck me like you always do?"

I stopped at that and turned around, she was standing there, her hair blazing behind her as the sun shone on it, her face a light red, her eyes shining with unshed tears and her chest heaving with unspoken anger. What would any other man do in this sort of situation?

"Bingo," I muttered before I strode towards her, picked her off the floor and after swiping all the contents off my desk, I placed her on it before fitting her into the apex of my legs.

After expertly shucking her out of her bra, my mouth sought out her warm breast and I wrapped it around her nipple like a newly born baby. I could feel her loud moans and anyone walking by the office now would be able to guess what was going on but no one ever came in without knocking and the people here knew to respect my privacy.

My hand spanned at the small of her back and I pulled her closer, using my other hand to hold her hands behind her back.

My lips continued to travel lower and I trailed butterflies kisses across her soft, tight stomach. Using my free hand, I managed to unclip the side of her skirt and trailed the soft cotton material down her legs before doing the same to her black, silk thong.

My lips touched everywhere my fingers had and before I knew it, my mouth landed on her most sensitive part. She instinctively lay back on the table as I let go of her hands, her legs spread out wide for my access. My hands spread her legs wider and I probed her with my tongue extracting little screams and squeals of pleasure as I bit, nipped, licked and sucked her feminine beauty. God was she a turn on or what!

And when she came all over my face I moved back up to her purring mouth and made her lick off her own juices. A satisfied sigh escaped her lips and unable to help myself, I placed my own on hers and as she unzipped me and guided me into her entrance, I moaned hard into her mouth. What was with this girl? I couldn't get enough of her.

We argued like maniacs yet I always find myself wanting to do things to her, which make even me shiver at times. I know she feels threatened by her cousin, May, but even she can't manage to satisfy my needs like Serena does. I could make love to her for hours and as long as she stays with me, I can't think of any other woman. Yet with May and various other women in the last few weeks, I've felt my thoughts drifting off to Serena while I'm having sex with them, wishing it were her lying with me, turning me on, screaming my name.

I care for her more than I'd like to admit but I'm confused, I'm not even sure how she feels about me. I want her to be mine and the idea scares me more than you could imagine. But … she's just a woman, I've met loads of women in my lifetime, dated super models and athletes who make sex seem like going to heaven, but then only with Serena, I get the sense of coming alive … and coming home. Why was I feeling like this?

Looking down at the moaning angel beneath, my member thrusting into her, her eyes closed shut as I stroked her face; I wanted her to open her eyes. "Sere, open your eyes for me." And she did and I could see the world in them, and that's when I came right into her.

A few minutes later, I heard her stifle a yawn. The little tease was getting tired, "Darien."

"Hmmm?"

"Do you love me?"

My breath caught in my throat and I looked sideways at her face as we lay on the sofa where I'd deposited both of us earlier. I felt her light breathing and knew she'd fallen asleep; I hugged her closer to my body.

"I don't know," I whispered to the silent, empty room. "I just don't know."

Wellllll, now you can get a little in depth to Darien's own feelings and decide for yourself. Thanks for reviewing people!