The Smirking Idiot

Chapter 2: A goodnight kiss

At home, Casey's mood was considerably brightened as she rummaged through her closet, trying on outfits. At one occasion, Derek walked through her room, "hey Casey I need-"

"DEREK!" she shrieked, holding her dress tightly. He raised a brow, "what?"

"I could have been changing!"

He thought about this for a moment, and then shrugged, "look, I need to know what the homework was."

"um… since when do you do your homework.?"

"Um… since I'm failing." He sourly imitated her. "oh, and nice dress, get it from lizzie?"

"No its mine." She sniffed, "I'm going to the dance."

"With who?"

She shrugged, "I don't know, I think I'm going to ask Sam."

He let out a laugh that sounded a bit forced, "yea right! He'd never go with you!"

"Get out of my room please." She said darkly, giving Derek a slight chill. Maybe he did go a bit too far. Casey seemed to really like Sam, and in fact in kind of liked her. "I'm just kiddin'" he said quietly, but she maintained her furious glare. He nodded to the pink silk dress she was still clutching onto, "you gonna wear that then?"

She didn't reply so he continued anyway, "its pretty actually, I like its…. color."

"What do you want?"

He raised his hands in defense, "I'm just making small talk." A half smile formed on his handsome face and he took a seat on her bed, "you know how to dance then? It is a dance."

"Of course I do." She snapped.

"Not as good as me I bet."

She placed her hands on her hips, scoffing "you're a good dancer? If by dancing you mean jumping up and down on bed in your underwear-"

"Hey!" he cut, "don't talk about that or I won't show you my moves."

"go on then." She smiled, secretly getting her camera phone ready. This should be priceless.

Derek switched on her stereo, flipping through the tracks until he got to Montell Jordan. Sexy RnB beats flowed through the speakers as he moved his hips.

When I'm looking at you… I keep thinkin'. Why can't she be like you? So I'm scheming…"

Dancing to the rhythm quite attractively, he oozed confidence that showed with every swift step of his feet. Casey was so taken aback that she dropped her phone. He grinned and pulled her into a dance, moving them both into the song.

Girl if its alright, lets go somewhere and get it on tonight.

I got a girl but you look good tonight…

His arms had enveloped hers, pulling her into the sultry music like flowing water. Casey didn't realize that dancing could ever be so fluid.

You shouldn't have to be alone tonight

Its one on one tonight

Casey hesitantly looked up at him, and Derek smiled. Except, her expression was not of admiration…. It was of question… and that was when he realized that song had finished and he was still holding her.

Recognizing how odd the situation was, he decided to play it cool by giving her a charming bow and a kiss on the hand. Casey choked with laughter, "This is so ridiculous!"

"And I bid you adieu!" he danced his way out of the room, with Casey still laughing, feeling kind of good about getting her out of her bad mood. He just wondered why he was so short for breath.

That's when Nora walked up, struggling with a pile of laundry, "give me a hand would you?"

With a huge sigh, he allowed a pile of clothes to drop into his arms. "So" Nora said as they made their way down the stairs, "What were you doing in Casey's room?"

"Nothin'" he mumbled and the woman raised a skeptical brow.

"Casey was in there right? You weren't snooping through her stuff or anything, were you?"

He snorted, "Yea right, what interest would I have in her stuff?"

Nora shrugged, "Just wondering." They spent a good hour together folding clothes, Nora regaling Derek with tales of her life before her and Casey moved into the house, and Derek listening to the best of his ability, finding his eyes wandering to her every now and then. Nora was quite a pretty woman if truth be told, and he understood why George sacrificed so much for her

It killed him to even think about this, but, if she was younger, and well… not his mother, he'd bone her.

Hey. He was a horny teenager. In fact, warmth was beginning to flourish between his legs and Derek realized that he was long over due for some pleasure. Ever since the last girl broke up with him, he's found himself deprived. Shit. Blue balls.

He finished up the last of the folding and dashed to his room. "No no no." he hissed at his reflection, "wrong Derek. BAD"

He was comforted by the fact though, that he had no real feelings for his step mom, he was just horny as hell! Peeling off his clothes, he slid under his covers and turned off the light, fumbling beneath the blankets for his hardened shaft. His mind wandered to the lips of Nora's, and then he realized… it wasn't her lips he was thinking of, it was Casey's. Suddenly, he felt incredibly aroused as the image of Casey's face, casey's lips, casey's body, floating through his head. Self loathingly, he stroked faster to her luscious face. She was so hot, sexy, and he was so close to climax when-

"Derek." Casey threw open his door and was surprised to see him in bed. Derek jumped up rather flustered and sweaty, he pulled his hand out from under the blanket and glared at her with a reddening face. "What happened to your god damn rule about knocking!" he yelled and Casey backed up slightly. "S-sorry… I…." her eyes widened in realization, and she could barely catch herself, "Oh shit you were masturbating! I mean- shit! I shouldn't have said that!"

Derek rolled his eyes at her naivety, "ok ok, you caught me virgin mary, and you ruined it! Well… kind of…" he looked her up and down and realized she was as luscious as she was in his head. She was so soft and silky… he felt his member grow again. He suddenly looked at her, as if she were a potential girlfriend. "In fact you could get me going again." He raised a brow and patted the bed, "Take a seat.."

Casey's jaw dropped and she backed away, "This is such a disgusting joke! I can't believe you don't even know where the line of humor is! I-"

"DEREK DEREK!", bounced in a particularly ecstatic Marti. She was dressed in her one piece kitty pajamas and clutching a troll doll as she leaned against his bed. "Derek! I want a good night kiss!"

"Sure little sis." He smirked, "how about I give both my sisters a good night kiss?" Casey pulled a face but Marti pushed Casey eagerly on the bed, forcing them to collide. Derek grabbed her before she had the chance to pry herself free. "Me first! Me first!" Marti announced, "Kiss me Derek!" Derek obediently took Marti in his arms and gave her a loving smack on the cheek. "love you smartie." He whispered

'Love you Smerek." she replied loudly and clearly. Despite the fact that Casey was wedged between a half naked Derek and hyperactive Marti, she saw this brief display of tenderness incredibly heartwarming. It was one of the few acts of compassion this family was ever going to show, but it quickly dissolved when Marti announced that it was Casey's turn.

"Casey's turn it is." He smiled, getting on top of her. She tried to push him off but he was too strong, and his lips touched her neck, moving up to her face with delicate kisses. Marti just clapped giddily in the fact that her brother was showing brotherly affection. "Derek Get off!" Casey demanded, squirming for freedom but rubbing against his growing member at the same time. God she's so sexy Derek thought, the desire hotly boiling within him. He lost control, and grabbed her face, sliding his tongue into her mouth with a groan.

Casey spluttered in shock while Derek finally pulled away with a dazed look. Marti smiled, "yay, you did it! Now put me to bed." She demanded, dragging her out from underneath Derek. Casey nodded numbly and trudged out the door with her little sister, leaving Derek sweaty and breathless. He collapsed on his bed, and slept.

sorry about that music scene that I threw in there. I just love that song.