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"Oh…" Casey said quietly, feeling Derek's unexpected reaction on her thigh. She looked at his face now, and saw the embarrassment painted across his face. Derek made a slight grunt.
"Uh, yeaaah," he said in his characteristic well this is just fucking great tone of voice. Casey felt Derek's hard on pressing more into her thigh. She didn't really know what to do in this kind of situation. This pretty much topped all her awkward moments, even more so than the time she fell down the stairs in front of everyone at school. She decided that in order to make this her official most awkward moment, she needed to verbally declare it.
"Awkward…" was all she could manage.
"Yep," Derek said, but neither of them made any effort to get up yet. "But, it doesn't have to be," he said in a low whisper. Casey was unsure of what he meant. She looked at him quizzically and saw a mischievous look in his eyes. She smiled with one side of her mouth, not really knowing how else to react. They had been in that same position for at least ten minutes by then. They both knew that if one of them didn't make some move soon, they would stay in that goddamn bathtub forever. Just as Casey was about to slide out from underneath Derek, he made a move of his own- a very different move.
"No," he said, pulling her back down and looking into her eyes the for first time in ten minutes, and looking at her kindly for the first time in… ever.
"Derek-", Casey whispered, half questioning, half demanding.
He moved in closer, his lips almost touching hers, and he whispered, "Casey". She closed her eyes as his hot breath caressed her lips, and he moved in and put his lips to hers. She knew that people said that you would feel a spark when you found the right one, but she didn't. She felt fireworks, like they were exploding inside of her, and the scalding cinders were hitting her flesh from the inside, trying to escape through her pores. Casey let out a small yelp, and Derek pulled away. He looked at her, searching her eyes. In that moment, his soft, blue eyes turned to a glinting fire, and a grin spread across his face. A relaxing warmth spread throughout both of them, as if the sun had engulfed them both, and was holding them together.
Derek lunged at her, their lips colliding. He sucked her lower lip hungrily. Neither of them cared, all awkwardness was evaporated- no, burned, between them. Casey breathed out an "oh" and Derek smiled on her lips. He licked the crease of her lips, and she opened her mouth wide, not wanting him to stay outside any longer. He pushed his tongue into her mouth roughly, wishing that the force of it could put his entire body into her, and they could be one. He held onto her tighter, crushing his body into hers. Their legs entangled, and their kiss was like a white hot coal, burning alone. Moans escaped from both their mouths, and Derek tried to deepen the kiss, which was already so deep that it was causing them both pain. They didn't care. Derek ran his hands over her body, trying to hold all of her at once.
He lifted her up, and she wrapped her legs around him. Never breaking the animalistic kiss, Derek lifted her out of the tub, and they collided with the wall. Their tongues now in full on battle, Derek slid his back down the wall, landing them both on the bathroom floor.
For that moment they forgot who they were, where they were, and what was going on downstairs. Breathing heavily, Derek and Casey were both making sounds that resembled something like that of a... running… gorilla? Derek's erection was killing him. The pressure was unlike anything he had ever felt before. He rubbed up against her, and she let out a moan, pushing herself up against him in response. They were so close, Casey was sure that they would fuse together, but there was still something preventing that.
Derek ran his hands up Casey's back, pulling the hem of her shirt up with him. As he slid her shirt over her head, she undid his belt. He unclasped her bra, and threw it away from them, immediately grabbing both of her breasts. Casey yelled out in surprise and please. "DEREK!" He smiled.
"That's a nice change from how you usually say my name." His tone was sarcastic, yet not in the usual way. It was sweeter, and happier than she had ever thought he could speak. It turned her on… more. She reached down and grabbed his dick. He choked and she felt his body jolt.
"I need you," Casey said forcefully, "Now." He smirked at her.
"I needed you twenty minutes ago," he said. He meant it jokingly, but it was true, very true. Casey tore of his shirt and they started kissing again. She pulled down his pants as he did hers.
"Whoa." Casey looked to see what Derek was referring to, and saw that he was looking at her purple lace panties. "Wasn't expecting that," he said, raising his eyebrow.
"And I wasn't expecting that," Casey said, looking at his fully, for lack of a better term, erect, erection.
"Haha, meet my midnight werewolf," he said, smiling.
"Huh?" Casey said, not understanding what he'd meant.
"You know, werewolves, they howl at the moon at midnight?"
"What?" Casey asked, still completely confused.
"Oh God, never mind, I need you." Derek partly yelled, partly gasped, grabbing Casey and kissing her again. They moved closer, this time the skin between them did seem to melt together. Derek moved down to Casey's breasts and began sucking on them. Casey moved her head back and reveled in the feeling.
"Oh, Oh, Der-er-ek," she said, barely able to speak. As he moved his tongue over the soft buds on her breasts, Derek held back a whimper that was in his throat. The pressure in his groin was unbearable, but he wanted to satisfy Casey first, and whimpering was unmanly. Casey felt bad that she was getting all the attention. She knew that Derek needed something more than she did, and yet, he was giving it all to her. Derek, being unselfish? What? Casey snaked her hand down Derek's abs to his boxers. She stroked him through the material. After about two minutes Derek stopped and looked up at her.
"Goddamn it Casey, I can't take it. I-I-" Casey brought her hand up from his boxers to his lips.
"Shhh, I know." She pushed him back lightly so that he was lying on the floor facing her. She kissed him hard and quick on the lips, and then slid off his boxers. She slowly wrapped her hand around his member. Derek's hips jerked slightly as she moved her thumb up and placed it over the tip of his manhood.
"C-Case-" was all he could manage to choke out. She slowly moved her hand up and down his penis, squeezing it slightly every once in a while. She began to move faster. Looking up at his face, she saw that she had complete control over him, and she loved it. She pumped him harder, and his moans were like music to her ears, like oxygen to her lungs. But she wasn't going to be that easy on him, not after the way that he treated her before this fortunate awkward moment. She stopped right before he was about to cum.
"Ah, Caaseey," he groaned, opening his eyes. She smiled mischievously and stood up, leaving him lying on the floor looking up at her. She stood above him, and slowly removed her underwear. After she had discarded that last garment, she put her left foot to one side of his head, and the right to the other side, so that she was standing directly above his head, naked. And slowly, she lowered herself.
Derek could barely control himself. He stared in awe. When she was close enough to his face she stopped, and he ran his tongue along her clit. He licked all around her, sending deep shivers throughout her whole body. Then, he pushed his tongue into her. She let out a gasp. He continued to move his tongue inside her. Then, he took his tongue out, and before she could react, he shoved a finger into her. Her knees buckled and she fell onto him.
The tables had turned. He rolled her over and continued to pump his finger in and out of her, now adding a second, and then a third. As he began moving faster Casey started bucking her hips, pushing his fingers deeper and deeper into her. He started experimenting with his finger movements, moving his fingers in circles instead of in and out. Her moans were too much for Derek. He pulled his fingers out of her and looked her in the eyes. Without saying anything, they both knew.
Casey moved on top of Derek. They both knew that it was easier to have the girl on top, and that only bastards would sacrifice pleasure for dominance over the woman. Casey and Derek never broke eye contact, and Casey placed herself above his penis.
"Wait," Derek said quietly. He touched her arm, stopping her. Staring into his eyes, Casey saw that they almost looked, sad? Casey looked at him questioningly…
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