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9
Betrayal
Serena stretched her body then opened her eyes letting a small cry of surprise overtake her when she saw Darien standing beside the bed with the amused smirk she'd been seeing more and more of over the past two weeks. It was Saturday, he didn't have to be on campus at all and as a result the past two Saturdays had been their day to chat and clean the apartment together, despite the fact that Serena decided it didn't need cleaning. "Morning Serena. Did you not sleep very well?" Darien's stunning eyes scanned the surface of the bed and then her body which was tangled in the blankets and sheets. She blushed as she realized she'd tossed and turned so much the previous night that she was now trapped in the sheets. Quickly trying to redeem herself she attempted to pull the bedding away from her only to become more tangled sending Darien into a fit of laughter. He'd been laughing more and more each day they spent together and Amy had pulled Serena aside one day to ask what was going on with him because he seemed to be more cheerful lately. His normal cold exterior had somehow softened and was sparking interest among his employee's and student's alike.
"You ass! Don't just stand there and laugh at me help me out of this deathtrap you call a bed!" Serena snapped trying to hide her embarrassment. Darien stifled his laughter by biting on his lower lip lightly then moved onto the bed and began to untangle her body; but as he was freeing her another thought entered his mind, and daring to risk her anger he began to tickle her sides making her burst into a loud and melodic laughter. Her body writhed under his hands, unable to truly get away because of the blankets. "Darien! Stop that! Stop! Haha!" She gasp trying to somehow fight him off causing her to fall off the other side of the bed with a loud thud making Darien once again break into laughter.
Serena struggled on the floor until she broke free of the sheets and jumped up to see him lying on his back laughing so hard he was grabbing his own rips trying to subside the pain now creeping into his chest. It was a comical sight to see such a poised man rolling on the bed in his suit laughing so hard, surreal even yet at the same time the yearning for revenge coursed through Serena's veins as she picked up a pillow and smacked him with it. For a moment Darien stopped laughing and looked at her with a surprised look on his face making her wonder if hitting him with a pillow was a good idea. He sat up and looked at her with a challenging grin and picked up another pillow. "Really? You want to start fighting with me Serena?" Without hesitation she hit him again, moving around the bed so she was on the same side as him and thus had a better shot at him.
"Yeah? What about it? Not so tough now huh?" She laughed as she continued to deliver blow after blow to him not allowing time for him to recoil. Finally he abandoned his previous idea of pummeling her with a pillow and dropped it in order to use his arms as shields for the rest of his body.
"Serena! Hey! Stop." Darien laughed lightly as she kept on until he finally decided to act. Lunging forward a bit he grabbed her by the waist and flipped her onto the bed covering her with his body making her eyes widen. He rested there for a moment attempting to catch his breath from all of the rough housing then suddenly seemed to realize her underneath him, her warm body seeming to fit perfectly with his. She seemed to be coming to the same realization when he began to lower his face to hers brushing his lips lightly against her cheek as he whispered into her ear. "Don't pick with someone you're going to lose to Meatball head." He then pulled back and lifted himself from the bed. He had to distance himself from her right now especially because he'd just been so close to kissing her. He'd wanted to yet at the same time that would be the end of it all, he couldn't have those feelings for her, she wasn't his a probably wouldn't be but then again, she hadn't demanded that he get away from her.
"You cheated." She mumbled just loud enough for him to hear. "And don't call me that." He smiled, the anger in her voice was obvious but at the same time it was endearing. When the nickname had slipped from his lips he couldn't believe it himself but now with her standing there telling him not to call her that, he wanted to.
"Call you what meatball head?" He glanced over his shoulder to see her face turn bright red as she balled her fists. "What? You don't like being called that? Well, that's what your hair looks like when it's up." He grinned when she stomped her foot then looked at the ground.
"What? You want me to change the way I do my hair?" She asked honestly contemplating whether or not to do it. It was odd but she knew that no matter what his answer to the question, she would do it. She wanted to make him happy, she wanted to be beautiful in his eyes, and right now, she especially wanted him to touch her. Any type of touch was fine with her, she just knew that her sides and cheek still tingled from his contact making her want more. When he'd pinned her down she'd been shocked but when she'd put her hands on his chest to push him away she'd stopped, unable to finish the action when she felt his firm body through his clothes. It was very possible that Darien was perfect and she was so close to him, they were actually becoming friends even, and she'd almost just ruined it by thinking he was going to kiss her. Of course he wasn't interested… why would he be when he could have anyone? No kid he deemed as a meatball head was worth his time.
"Why would you change your hair Serena?" She looked up at him now facing her completely with knitted brows. "If you really don't want me to call you that I won't." His tone had gone back to the cold tone she heard him talking to everyone else with, the one that held no emotion, nothing, as though he were an empty shell.
"I don't want to change my hair but… you sound like you want me to so… you're the one who allows me to be here… so… do you want me to change my hair?" Darien's eyes glittered once more and his posture loosened. His long legs carried him easily across the room until he was standing only a few inches away, she didn't dare look into his face because she wasn't sure she wanted to see the answer. She jumped when he took hold of her chin and tilted her face up so her eyes were fixed on his.
"I think you should stay just the way that you are. You're unique, and you don't need to change anything." With those soft words he released her and stepped back, once again feeling the desire to pull her into a kiss. "Now, you clean that up, get bathed and dressed and I'll work on something for breakfast." He then walked toward the kitchen leaving her shivering from their close proximity. She watched him go and bit her lip realizing that she no longer felt like Andrew's girlfriend, she wanted Darien, but oh what a betrayal that would be, so in that moment she resolved not to let anything develop between her and the perfect God named Darien. He on the other hand was promising himself that she would be his soon, it was easy enough to break the fragile bond that he knew she and Andrew shared. He'd do it in a way that would allow the two to be friends, which meant… he'd have to be the enemy, and that, he decided, was worth it for such a rare and captivating creature such as Serena. First, however, was to reel her in, be sure that she wouldn't reject him, but then again, no woman had ever said no to Darien Shields and he didn't see any reason why Serena would be too terribly different.
Serena woke up once again and looked around the living room for any signs of Darien. The weekend had been a little awkward since their morning roughhousing and she was just glad it was Monday. He'd already be gone to prep for his day of lessons and she could go about her usual duties around the house. First however, she felt the need to take a shower. Standing up and digging her feet into the ever so soft carpet Serena stripped off her PJ's revealing her sports bra and panties. Then, without looking at the clock as usual she walked briskly to the bathroom, opened the door, and walked over to the shower failing to notice until it was too late, that the bathroom wasn't as vacant as she'd thought it was. Serena froze, pressing herself to the wall with widened eyes as Darien stepped out of the shower dripping wet and completely nude. She couldn't help but let her eyes wander over his quickly before she closed her eyes. "I… I'm soooo sorry Darien… I…" She stuttered and began to inch along the wall her back now pressing against the towel rack. The deep red blush in her cheeks didn't go unnoticed by the observant man as he stepped closer to her. "Really… I…" Serena dared to open her eyes and made sure she locked them onto his own eyes, which were now brimming with amusement. Serena could feel a tingling feeling creep into her stomach as he stepped even closer to her, their bodies barely a foot apart.
"Serena?" Darien's voice practically cooed making her knees weaken a bit. She knew she should run, she should get as far away from him as possible, she should run out of the house and into Andrews arms… she should have kept her eyes off of his toned shoulders and chest. With a weak whisper she managed to ask him what he wanted which made him smile. "You're in my way, may I please have a towel?" With those words he reached out his arms and plucked a towel from the rack behind her, knowing that right now, he had her undivided attention.
"I'm so sorry!" She squeaked now embarrassed by her racing heart and the fact that she'd gotten a really good look at his God-like body. He was built, his broad shoulders supported by a very muscular and toned torso, his chest and abs were perfect, his arms were muscular and looked so strong, and the rest of him. There was no doubt in her mind why so many women were lined up outside his door. He'd only alluded to being with other women but at the same time Serena knew he was never really with them. He hadn't brought them to his house, he was a playboy, one-night stands were his preference, and she knew there had been many, many, of those.
"Don't bother, no harm done Serena. Nothing new right?" She missed the playful tone, focusing on the actual words as he turned away from her the towel now safely wrapped around his waist.
"Not exactly." She murmured then jumped as he turned back to her and pushed her body against the wall trapping her. "Ah!" She cried out lightly in surprise. "Darien! Ow… my back!" She winced and pressed her hands to his bare chest, the towel rack wasn't the best feeling in the world when your back was being pressed into it.
"I'm sorry Serena, let me fix that for you." Darien cooed and pulled her body to his tightly. His instincts screamed for him to release her but he defied them and moved his lips closer to her ear. "I heard that." She shivered lightly from the feeling of his breath against her ear and neck making her skin form goose bumps. It was a reaction he'd seen many times before, one that told him that if he wanted, he could have her there and then, unable to resist, he pressed his lips to her neck, savoring the way her skin tasted, the way her body gave in to his advances, but mostly the way her arms wrapped around him, encouraging him to go further, demand more. When he heard his name escape her lips in a sigh he knew he had to stop, if he didn't this was going to go too far and technically she wasn't available. "No…" Darien breathed and stepped away from her, and trying to avoid her confused eyes. "I'm sorry… that, that was wrong. You can't do that to Andrew." Her heart sank when she realized he was right, no matter what her body wanted she couldn't do that.
She took a few deep breaths then nodded. "You… you're going to be late Dare… and you have a strict late policy." He smiled and turned away from her then walked into the closet wishing he didn't have the compassion to respect her relationship with Andrew. He couldn't care less about his student, Andrew would eventually bounce back, he just didn't want Serena to develop any sort of guilty conscience but at the same time, at this rate he wasn't sure if he'd be able to hold himself back. It was going to be extremely difficult but luckily he'd hatched a plan to get Andrew to relinquish his claim on her heart. A little persuasion never hurt anyone after all. Right?
Darien grabbed the stack of tests with a smirk, this was it, he'd finally do it. He'd set Andrew up to fail, then he could persuade him to give up on Serena. "Clear your desks! Come one hurry up it's going to take you the whole class period to take this test. If it doesn't then congratulations." Darien impatiently tapped his foot thinking of the close call he'd almost had with Serena earlier that morning. She'd looked so broken hearted when he'd backed away from her and he hated himself for it. He knew better yet, somehow had lost control of his own reigns. All the more reason to make her his, he'd be damned if he let the one woman who made him lose himself, go to another man. Not now that he'd kissed her, he'd held her; she'd be his soon. Darien then walked down the lines, handing out papers, fingering the special test he'd resolved to give Andrew. For a moment he pondered the thought of being caught, but then again, when you know so much about others you can lie about anything and get away with it. If Andrew had been paying attention, he would have noticed his professor hand him the test on the bottom, he would have noticed the satisfied look of the man's face, but he didn't. Instead Andrew opened the test and frowned.
Damn it! I knew I should have studied! Why didn't I listen to Rita? Andrew laboriously completed the test just in time and sheepishly handed it to his professor when he held out his hand. "How'd you do Andrew?" Andrew glanced at the ground and shrugged.
"Not great… I haven't been studying like I should be… I mean… you know? I'm freaked out." Andrew shrugged. "I don't know where she is… I just… what if that bastard got her too Dr. Shields?"
"She's fine." Darien took the test and put it on top of the pile of tests. Andrew looked up sharply with a hopeful look on his face. Darien set the tests on his desk then stood up so he could look down on Andrew. "She's fine, I know where she is."
"You do? You didn't tell me? Why? Is this another test because seriously?" Andrew narrowed his eyes not sure if Darien was telling the truth or not. He could never be sure, especially when he was unsure of his own ability to control his feelings. Darien was always so calculated, so precise, Andrew knew that at any given moment Darien could be staging him for something.
"Yes I do. Right now though… I have tests to grade. I'll call you and let you know how you did. If we need to we can have a meeting at my house to discuss this since you don't think you did very well." Darien grabbed the tests and motioned for Andrew to go. "Have a great day Andrew."
Andrew walked up to the large front doors of Shields manor and uneasily knocked on the door. His hand was shaking, how could he have gotten such a bad score? Fifty one percent on a test was the lowest score he'd ever gotten on anything… A beautiful blonde opened the door, her blue eyes fixed on Andrew making her eyes raise in question. "I have an appointment to see Dr. Shields… Andrew?" The woman nodded and opened the door further her long blonde hair falling gently behind her.
"Yes, please, wait in the library while I announce you. I 'm sure it will only be a few moments." She motioned to the library then began to shut the door behind him, the interior lights bounced off of the large red bow in her hair making Andrew wonder why any girl would wear such a large red bow as a hair accessory. "Go on."
Andrew walked leisurely into the library and felt his heart stop. There, with her back turned to him was a petite blonde he would have recognized anywhere. It was Serena… yet, she looked so different in her French maid outfit that it scared him a bit. Then again, at the same time the outfit was rather revealing and as she stood on her tip toes on a chair attempting to dust one of the high shelves of the book case he could see her thighs rather well. "Serena?" He breathed making the girl freeze and ever so slowly she turned her head, her brilliant blue eyes focusing on his. "Wh… what are you doing here?"
"Andy?" She lowered her arms and looked at him with a conflicted expression on her face. "What are you doing here?" He seemd to recoil from her question, she knew why, he should be asking her the very same question however, he only stood in shock.
"I… I'm here to see my professor about my latest test score… why are you here?" Andrew asked still with that shocked voice then suddenly he snapped upwards and squared his shoulders. "Do you have any idea how worried I've been about you? How worried everyone is? Alan has been saying they sent you away to some Catholic finishing school so you'd straighten out!" Darien stood near the doorway in an area the pair wouldn't see him in. He wanted to see the way this meeting went before making an entrance.
"I… I'm sorry Andy. He… sent me here and… I… haven't had a chance to call and…" Her sentence was interrupted by Andrew wrapping his arms around her and burying his face into her stomach, his whole body seemed to loosen. "Andy… this isn't the best time…"
"The hell it isn't! I can't believe you! Are you all right? I mean… what's been going on with you?" Serena sighed and placed a supportive hand on his upper as she decided she wouldn't tell him what had happened. He didn't deserve to know everything.
"I'm fine. I'm working here as a maid, obviously Darien's a really awesome… boss." She smiled but couldn't help but feel a little guilty about the little "moment" Darien and her had shared that morning. Remembering it she shuddered slightly and realized that Andrew's touches didn't feel anything like Darien's.
Andrew lifted her from the chair and set her on the ground, wrapping his arms around her protectively. "Wait…" He released her. "You… you call him by his first name?" Serena paled a bit when she realized the significance of this small fact to Andrew. He'd never been allowed to call Darien by his first name. As she went to open her mouth Andrew cut her off. "I don't even care actually, I just care that you're here and you're safe." Andrew then crushed his lips to hers in a despite attempt to feel her again. Darien could feel his muscles tense up as he watched the interaction, the sight of her in his arms angered him and as he realized it was his biological programming surfacing he suppressed it enough not to barge in and kill Andrew. When Andrew released her Darien stepped in as though he hadn't seen anything. He smirked as Serena immediately distanced herself from the blonde man and began to dust. Andrew looked at Darien with surprise and blink a few times. "You weren't kidding when you said you knew where she was."
"No, I wasn't." Darien stepped closer to Andrew and smiled warmly. "So, your test… you didn't do very well at all, I'm disappointed Andrew." The blonde looked at the floor in defeat. "I think I know what happened, here, I have a supplemental book for you to read." Darien then stepped over to Serena, catching Andrew's eye, he then placed his hands on her hips and moved her slightly to the side so he had better access to the shelving and reached for a large leather-bound book. "Here you are." Darien turned to see Andrew's reddened face. "Andrew?"
"You… okay… firstly, you knew she was here and didn't tell me, then I see her here and… I don't know! I don't like that!" Andrew suddenly pointed between his professor and his girlfriend. "I don't like that you seem like you're friends!" Andrew noticed the glint in Darien's eyes that usually signaled that some sort of challenge had been issued.
"I think you and I need to go and talk in my office, Serena can't do her work with us yapping like this." He then placed a strong hand on his student and began to push him out of the room. Serena kept her head down knowing exactly what Andrew was alluding to. Darien's gesture, no matter how small was clearly that of a male marking his territory. Darien pushed Andrew into his office and locked the door. "Sit down." He barked angrily letting his instincts show.
"I will not sit down! You kept this whole thing a secret from me! Plus… Alan SENT her here? What the hell?" Andrew was seething as he spoke, Darien could just see the testosterone pumping through both of their veins, of course, the age old struggle over a mate. "How long have you known she was here Darien?"
"Don't get so familiar with me Andrew. I guarantee you, you do not want to test me. As for your question about Serena… do you honestly think that she could be here for one moment without me knowing that she was here? This is my house, my town… I know everything that happens around here. The fact that Alan brought her here is rather irrelevant isn't it? Serena's safe here." Andrew loosened a bit but didn't say anything. "Now… I can see you're obviously upset about this…"
"Of course I'm upset about this! I… she's my girlfriend!" Darien smirked lightly thinking of the way she responded to him and the way she didn't respond to Andrew. It was obvious that there really weren't any romantic sparks between her and her blonde friend. "I'm taking her home with me. I'm glad I came here today but I'm taking her home." Andrew turned to leave the Study but was stopped by Darien's forceful grasp on his shoulder.
"No, you're not. I need to speak to you about her… you see, I know this may be hard for you to believe but I think I've fallen in love with her and I'm not about to let the only women who's ever made me feel, leave me." Andrew's jaw dropped open, how could this happen? "I think you and I both know who will be the one who she finds most worthy of her affections; because how could you ever measure up to me in any way Andrew?" Darien narrowed his blue eyes accentuating his words. "I'm going to ask you to go out there and tell her you no longer want to date her."
"No! I'm not just going to hand her over to you! Are you kidding? No! She's my girlfriend!" Andrew stormed, he couldn't believe the audacity of his professor, did the man really believe that he would just hand her over without a fight?
"Yes you will Andrew… If you don't, then I'm going to have to take some drastic measures. Step aside or I'll rip you to shreds." Darien tightened his grip making Andrew's shoulder ache. "You don't love her as a man loves a woman and you know it. Think it over Andrew. Plus, I think Rita is better suited for you." Andrew's face contorted into a look of outrage.
"No! She's my girlfriend I love her!" He watched Darien move over to his desk and open the top drawer all the while eyeing the angry blonde. "Seriously Darien Fuck you!" Against his better judgment Andrew moved towards his professor with a menacing look, intent on showing Darien he was absolutely fixed on his decision. When Andrew neared him Darien let out an angry growl and slammed Andrew onto the desk, his back uncomfortably conforming to the various objects that scattered the surface. With a swift movement Andrew found himself under Darien's firm grasp with a large, sharp, hunting knife against his neck. The man above him had the eyes of a snake about to strike.
"Talk to me like that again… and I will hurt you." Andrew gulped as his anger was slowly replaced with fear, Darien's strong hand was wrapped around the knife while his forearm held his victim down. "Now, before I lose my temper and slit you open like a lobster I think you should leave." Darien released his student and stepped back while Andrew scrambled to his feet then backed around the desk towards the door. "Because you're a great student I'm not going to hold too much of a grudge but think about what I said." Andrew quickly rushed out of the room, his breath labored, his heart pounding. He was about to rush out the front door but instead he went into the library to retrieve Serena. She was once again, dusting the shelves, her back to him.
"Come on Serena, I'm not letting you stay here." Serena turned to her boyfriend, a conflicted look upon her face which Andrew didn't understand. "Let's go." When Andrew grabbed her hand she didn't move, only lowered her head in defeat.
"No Andy, I like it here. Plus, I'll just be in your way if I go with you." Serena's eyes held guilt as well as resolve. "Why do you suddenly want me to go with you?" Andrew pulled Serena into his arms hoping that she would stay his and that Darien wouldn't be so persistent.
"He doesn't, he's just glad to see you Serena… now, I know that you've got some things to work on and Rita is probably looking for you." Andrew nodded compliantly then kissed Serena lightly on the lips and walked past his professor with a glare. When Darien heard the clicking of the door he took long strides across the floor, backing Serena into the reading table making her cry out with surprise. "Now… where was I this morning?" Serena's eyes widened as he took hold of her thighs and lifted her onto the table so their waists were roughly the same height. "Do you have any idea what I'm going to do to you?" His voice was so silky Serena could do nothing but gulp and shake her head.
"Wait… what about Andy? I… you said." She looked into Darien's blazing blue eyes and blushed. The intensity made her blush when she realized that he was absolutely resolute in his actions and as his hands moved up her legs to her firm bottom she knew that she was too. She'd let Darien take her if he so wished, that much was clear.
"Don't worry about him Serena, a few moments from now you're not even going to remember Andrew's name. I'll make you forget him." With those words he pulled her into the most passionate kiss of her life. The way his lips sent electrical shivers down her spine and then out over her body made her want him more because oh, how so addicting that feeling was for her. Instinctively her arms wrapped around his neck, her fingers finding their rightful place in his midnight black lock making him groan slightly and pull her closer to him. "Damn… I think we need to go upstairs now." Serena nodded and hopped off of the table when Darien stepped away, noticing the slight bulge in his perfectly ironed pants, had she really excited him just with those few actions? "But only if you think you can handle it." The smile that spread across his face prompted Serena to frown, obviously he was playfully challenging her but still, was it possible that he thought she couldn't or wouldn't go through with it? "I didn't mean it and you know it." Darien then held out his hand, pleading with those deep blue orbs of his.
"You're on buddy." Serena pointed at him accusingly and then began to walk to the stairs, her head held high as if she were a princess to be worshiped, and in a way, Darien agreed. He could feel his heart pounding in his chest as he followed Serena up the stairs, stalking her almost, the anticipation building between them was enough to silence them both. Serena got to the top of the stairs and quickly began to unlock the large double doors as Seiya walked by, not noticing Darien standing a few feet away. His eyes wandered the petit woman's figure before turning to see Darien directly in front of him.
"Don't you have some girl to chase Seiya?" Darien growled, the testosterone in his body making him look more fierce than normal. Seiya looked from Serena to Darien then smirked and shrugged, stepping past his brother with ease.
"I knew you weren't any better than dad and I." He whispered slightly then recoiled when a sharp pain coursed through his abdomen. Serena stood at the doorway wide eyed as Darien punched his brother so hard, in the stomach that Seiya doubled over onto the floor gasping for air. Leaving the door she quickly rushed to Darien and took one of his strong arms in her hands and pulled him towards the rooms, wanting to get him away from anyone who might anger him and ruin her chances of having possibly, the most amazing sex in the world.
"Ignore him Dare, he's a creep. Come on…"Serena pulled Darien into the little hall to the apartment entrance and pulled him into a desperate kiss which he responded to all so well. Pushing her against the wall his hands wandered over the perfect curves of Serena's body until they found their way to the long zipper at the back of her outfit. Ever so painfully slowly he pulled the small metal object down, separating the cloth from the soft skin of her back as he touched his lips to her neck just below her ear. A moan escaped her lips and she laced her fingers in his hair hoping that he would end this torture and take her then and there. It didn't matter that they were in a hallway, it didn't matter that he'd been with so many others, it didn't matter that she was still supposedly Andrew's girlfriend. The only thing she cared about now was them, in that moment, together. "Dare…"
"Let me get the door." His voice was still silky yet now a bit husky and combined with his shortness of breath he was absolutely animalistic, he was everything she wanted and more. She nodded, and attempted to keep her outfit from sliding off of her bare shoulders only to give up and discard the whole dress in exchange for wrapping her arms around Darien's bust as he continued to open the door. His steady hands and eyes flipped through the keys on his key ring finally finding the desired piece of metal, slipping the key into the lock on the door, the tumbler clicked open allowing the two passage into their haven, their safe place, soon to be the site where they would give themselves to one another. There were no words needed between the two, it was simply understood that they each consented to what was about to happen. Darien threw his keys onto the little entry table and moved Serena around him so they were face to face, his eyes never leaving her despite the fact that she was standing there with only her panties on; for it wasn't her body that he truly desired, he wanted her heart and her mind, her body was an added bonus. He wanted every fiber of her and now she was so close that her scent filled his nose, her appearance the very pinnacle of his vision. She was incredible and fragile at the same time; she was unshattered by what had happened to her, something that was simply unbelievable. The trauma of finding her father slaughtered, the horror of being raped by a man so well respected and so influential that no one dared to oppose him, then her enslavement here, though, for some reason she'd accepted it all as if it was nothing. "You are so amazing and so… puzzling but I don't mind that… I don't need to know what goes on in your head, I just want to know that I have a strong presence there. I want to know that for now on… you'll think of me as the only man who can make you happy, the only one who can arouse you."
"You are though… I've… never felt like this before, with anyone. I find it hard to believe but you are everything they say about you, you're perfect, as if you were a God." Her words drew his mouth to hers. How very wrong she was yet how wonderful it was to hear. He'd never known what it was like to care for someone and now that he had someone he wanted to know that she adored him, even if that adoration wasn't completely accurate; but isn't that the way it is, when you're in love you don't see the other person's flaws, only the good things. It was in that moment that he promised himself he wouldn't let her see his flaws, his true flaws, the utterly disturbing flaws. His short temperament and his obsession with respect and punctuality were fine attributes but his flaws… the ones that no one linked with him, the ones hidden in his desk drawer coating his black leather gloves and that damn hunting knife. The knife that had begged him to buy it, the one that had so easily punctured that desperate man in the alleyway. He had been an innocent accident but the others, after the steel of the simple tool had felt the warm sensation of blood, the knife had enveloped the corner of his mind that longed for something to chase away the boredom. "Darien? Hey, Dare?" Serena's giggling brought him out of his trance to see her glittering blue eyes searching his. "What were you thinking about that made you lose interest in me?"
"I'll never lose interest in you Meatball head." He then scooped her into his arms and began to walk to his bedroom, the sound of her giggles trailing behind them with each step. Once inside his room Darien lay his perfect angel on the bed and stood, turning from her making her brow knit. Confusion turned to understanding as he quickly pulled the drapes over the doors, shrouding the room into darkness, then she smiled as the fireplace lept to life casting a dim, flickering light across the floor. With his body outlined by the strong orange light of the fire Darien approached the bed, savoring the look in her eyes, not the look of lust, but pure and untainted love. How had such a woman slipped past him all these years? He slowly pulled off his jacket, discarding it on the floor to the side of him, next came his tie which he also slowly discarded, his movements becoming increasingly torturous to Serena. She wanted nothing more than to leap off of the bed and make him undress more quickly but she knew that this must be part of his seduction, even though at this point she was just waiting for him. She couldn't help but admit though, that his snail-like pace was exciting her more, he had the patience, and endurance to prolong the whole thing so whatever his plans were to make love to her… well, surely it was well worth waiting for.
Finally he'd discarded the rest of his suit and was now moving slowly onto the bed, his muscles flexing with every movement, showing his strength. Serena giggled once again as Darien's lips lightly brushed against her skin right below her belly button making her squirm under him slightly encouraging him to move up her body, those lips leaving a tingling trail up to her own where he demandingly kissed her. Their tongues struggled against one another in a contest for control, each person craving the other. Serena moaned and arched slightly when Darien's hands traced the lines of her chin then migrated down to her ample breasts teasing the hardened nipple with gentle flicks of his fingers, the sensation was unbelievable for something so simple. Her breath caught when one of his hands remained but the other moved even further south, under the lace of her panties, to the smooth wet folds of her womanhood. "What are you doing?" She breathed his actions a mystery to her.
"You're seriously asking me that? Serena… it's not like you're new to the world of sex… you can't honestly tell me you've never…" Darien paused for a moment to look into her eyes and realized that this was the first time really, that anyone actually wanted to make love to her, well, in any real capacity. Andrew was so green around the edges that there was no way the man knew what the word foreplay meant. "Never mind… but you know what? Since you've never actually made love I'll go ahead and proclaim myself your first. Is that okay with you?"
"Depends on how good you really are." She shrugged making him grin and slide his fingers along her creases. She bit her lip to avoid from making any noise, a motion that didn't go unnoticed by her lover. So lowering his lips to hers he pushed two fingers into her body causing her to arch her back and cry out only to be muffled by his tongue invading her mouth. Her fingers once again twisted into his hair as he pushed further, stroking the rippled inner walls of her womanhood. He continued building her excitement until she was covered in a light layer of sweat, her bare chest heaving in the flickering firelight. Darien couldn't help but worship her in every way, and as she whimpered and squirmed under him he adored her so much more. "Dare… stop doing that and just… I need you."
"I know that." He laughed lightly then removed his fingers from her and began to kiss his way down her torso, further, further, until he'd reached her already throbbing core and began to lick at her devotedly. She cried out and jumped in surprise making him restrain her by holding onto her thighs but when that didn't prove to be very useful he rested his chin on her and smirked. "Why must you squirm all over the place? Is it so hard to just relax?"
"Yes… it is when I want you." Serena breathed then laced her fingers in his hair and began to pull him up to her until his now hardened shaft pressed against her core. The two intertwined into a passionate kiss, her hands grasping thick black locks and his massaging her thighs, both utterly breathless, both wanting more from one another. Serena then moved her lips to her lover's ear and nibbled lightly sending electric shocks down his spine and practically forcing him into her full bore. A shrill scream pierced the air as Serena moved her hands to Darien's broad, sweat dusted shoulders. "Thanks for the warning!"
Darien frowned, staring into her eyes to search for any indications of pain, there was none but he wasn't consoled. Why would she scream as if in pain if she were not? "Did I hurt you?" His response was a feverish shaking of the head and her arching into him sending yet another pulse through his spine.
"Not at all darling… but I will tell you this, you're certainly the… most endowed man I've ever encountered." Her words made him smile wholly and thrust into her again, her head fell back as another scream left her parted lips. On and on, Darien drove into her casting them both into waves of ecstasy. Serena rose her arms, grasping the headboard and hoping that she wouldn't die from the overwhelming pleasure she was feeling from each of his thrusts, every touch evoking an electrical storm in her body.
Her screams drove him to insanity, he wanted to hear that pleasure filled high pitched scream all night, wanted to pleasure her as much as physically possible; and he knew how. He knew his endurance, though untested, he knew it; he could please her until the sun rose and beyond if she would let him. With her legs wrapped tightly around him Serena moved against him in an attempt to contribute something to his experience but he'd completely taken control of her and the situation, his movements almost violent yet gentle at the same time. It wasn't until she shuttered for the fourth time that evening, and her voice had grown weak, that he decided she'd had enough, not to mention that if he didn't end it now he'd risk losing her to herself. So with a few more final thrusts and a finalizing cry Darien released all of the tension in his body into her. Warmth finally filling her, making her sigh with satisfaction. Oh, how amazing he truly was, how could such a man exist in this world? She wondered that fact as Darien fell onto the twisted sheets beside her, his chest heaving in the still blazing firelight, his hair now wet and plastered to his forehead. "You… are a goddess…" He smiled then pulled her weakened body into his arms and pulling the sheets around them so they could both climb down from their orgasms and the heat of one another. "Goodnight."
"Goodnight Darien…" Serena closed her eyes and pressed her ear to his chest listening to the melodic beating of his heart, so soothing, and as she drifted off to sleep an immense sense of guilt washed over her. She'd just betrayed her boyfriend purposefully and directly after he'd been there holding her in his arms. Then again… Darien was so amazing that she knew there was no going back.