Okay, first of all, thank you to my reviewers, i really appreciate it:).
Second, I wasn't going to update this chapter until like Thursday or something, but it was too good to hold back.
Super fluffy, and the smut is here. read my a/n at the bottom about the next chapter's updates:)
Enjoy, y'all!
"Der…" a soft voice whispered in his ear. He felt fingers run through his hair, and all he did was mumble. "Derek, wake up…" the elegant voice soothed through his ears. His eyes opened and squinted against the light. He only saw a blob of brown hair and closed his eyes. Was it seriously this early? He was pretty sure he didn't have to be awake because his class was canceled.
"Casey, if you're waking me up for class, it's canceled." He slung an arm over his eyes. What was her problem? "Please leave!"
"De-rek!" she raised her voce. He peeked over to her from under his arm.
She was in a peach t-shirt and a pair of skinny jeans barefoot. She held a tray. He couldn't see what was on the tray unless he sat up. He only groaned and slowly sat up, leaning his back to the headboard lazily. It was then that he smelled pancakes, and he grinned when he saw that she'd made him breakfast of champions: chocolate chip pancakes, bacon, egg, and orange juice.
"Happy birthday, Der!" she beamed down at him. He let out a laugh.
"You remembered?" he honestly couldn't believe it. He'd been trying to not bring it up this whole time because he wasn't up for having a party without his family there, and he really wasn't into the whole college party thing. Those got too crazy for him to even begin talking about it.
"Oh, please, we've been living together for four years, Der. I think that's more than enough time to catch on to things." She smiled, and placed the tray on his lap.
"Thanks, Case…" he reached for her hand and pressed a kiss to her palm. She grinned and sat on the edge of the bed facing him.
"I have to go to class right now, but I'll be out around three-ish. Did you have plans tonight?" she bit her lip, hoping he'd say no.
"Not that I can think of. Did you have something up your sleeve?" he raised his eyebrows up at her.
"Nothing exciting, but I was hoping we could do something…" she nodded at him. He smiled, and ran a hand through her hair, leading it down to cup her face.
In all honesty in the second month that passed for their relationship, he was growing even fonder and fonder of her. He hadn't talked to Mark much at all since his lunch with him, to try and avoid how this all started. He tried his best not to think of any of that anymore. He only thought of Casey McDonald. His feelings for her were unbelievable. He didn't know that he could ever feel this way over a girl again after Sally, but even now these emotions were so much stronger than that. He would even go as far as saying he was in love with her, but he probably shouldn't tell her until the time was right. Not when she was about to leave and have to deal with those emotions without him.
It sort of scared him to feel this strongly over another human being. What if she didn't love him back? What if it was too much too soon? What if when they both established mutual feelings, she found someone else? It was way too overwhelming for him. What was more overwhelming was that he never felt so insecure over anything before in his life.
He was still deep in thought when she leaned in to kiss him. He brought his hand to the back of her head to keep her there longer.
When she pulled away, she let out a laugh. "Morning breath, Der."
He only grinned, and pulled her back for another kiss. He could feel her smile against his lips.
"Don't go to class, Casey…" he mumbled, his eyes still closed as she pulled away.
"I have a test, Der. Remember the crazy studying all week? Finals…it's my last one anyways." she cocked an eyebrow up at him. He was already done with finals as of Wednesday, but they were staying until Sunday night because the dance was Saturday, which he just realized was tomorrow.
He knew it was a lost cause, but it was worth a try. He just wanted to spend all day talking in bed with her.
"How could I forget? You didn't even make me dinner last night." He pouted. She giggled lightly, and pat the top of his head.
"I'll see you this afternoon, you big baby." And she was gone.
He obviously spent the whole day in bed, and an hour before she got home, he decided to shower and clean-up for when she did get there. He was at the counter eating a sandwich when she walked in with a smile on her face.
"Oh good, you're dressed. Let's go see a movie! We'll have to come back after, though, because I have reservations for us at a fancy schmancy restaurant." She walked to him to kiss his cheek, and quickly turned to drop her stuff off in her room.
She took him to see a movie he'd been dying to see lately but couldn't convince Casey to go see with him. Half of it disgusted her, but she watched the whole thing for him. They left the theatre hand in hand, her teasing him about being an old man, and he attacked her with tickles to make her stop. They drove home to dress for the restaurant they were headed for.
The date had gone so much smoother than Derek had anticipated. It was a really nice restaurant, and Casey had picked well, because everything on the menu was something he loved.
She wore the loveliest navy blue dress that had long sleeves and had a wide enough neck that it barely held on by either shoulder. It hugged her body tighter than any dress he'd seen her wear in the years he had known her. It reached at just about mid-thigh. To complement the outfit, she wore a pair of nude pumps that upped her height to almost eye level with Derek, but not quite. Her long brown hair was curled and drooped over one shoulder, and she kept her makeup light.
Derek had never seen a more beautiful girl in his life. It had only been a short amount of time, and he was quickly wrapped around her finger. He'd technically known her for years and knew everything about her. Their relationship wasn't like many others, so the fact that it'd been so little time didn't make his emotions for her seem so awful when put into perspective.
The fact that she wanted to look especially beautiful for him made him get an unusual sensation in his chest. He'd had the feeling before with Sally, but this time it was so much more intense that it scared him a little.
Their conversation was light, and of course they teased each other and fought like they would on a normal basis.
She would order a chicken Caesar salad, and he would eat a medium rare steak. She would lecture him on how he can't constantly be loading his body with nonsense, and he would reply with a simple, "I'm healthy as a horse, Princess." To which she would reply, "I mentally disturbed horse at that."
His fingers would reach over the table and clasp hers in his, not realizing that he'd been wanting to just touch her all night. She would only smile warmly at him. His chest would tighten a little more knowing that that smile was just for him. His thumb would lightly brush the top of her hand as they continued in their banter together.
"You look beautiful tonight, by the way." He would tell her as they left the restaurant and silently walked the couple of blocks back to their apartment.
"You mentioned that." She smiled, looking down. "But thanks, Der. You cleaned up quite nice tonight as well."
He wore navy blue blazer that matched her dress and his best denim straight leg jeans. He looked sexy with his hair combed casually in his idea of a 'better than Elvis's due' hairstyle. Right now the blazer was draped across her shoulders to shield from the cold Canadian November air. Underneath, he'd worn a white shirt that only had four buttons at the collar and sleeves reaching his elbows.
His smile was brilliant and his lips found her cheek to thank her. His arm was around her waist the entire walk back to the apartment, their teasing tones and insults never tiring as they walked in the night.
They approached the doorway of the apartment, he held the small of her back as he let her enter first, trying to get her out of the cold air.
She shrugged out of his jacket as he closed the door behind him with a lock. She hung it on the rack, and turned to look at him, her eyes brilliant with joy.
"I had so much fun tonight, Derek." It was a low whisper as she draped her arms around his neck, and let him hold her to him. He brushed his lips over hers lightly. She slowly deepened the kiss.
As they released one another, he ran one hand through her hair while the other held her to him by the small of her back. Her eyes were starrier than usual tonight, and God did that do things to him. He couldn't stress it enough.
He slowly walked her to her door, and bent down for another slow kiss, before releasing her.
"Happy Birthday, Der…" she smiled, and entered her room. He leaned his head against her door, and sighed. He was genuinely proud of his restraint in that moment.
He slowly walked over to his room, and shut the door. He started getting ready for bed, taking his shirt off first. As soon as he was starting to unbutton his pants, there was a knock on the door. Did he forget something?
He walked over to answer, and she was standing there twiddling her fingers nervously. She looked up at him and smiled awkwardly.
"I need a favor…" her voice was the silkiest he'd ever heard.
"What's up, Casey?" She walked into his room, and faced her back to him.
"I need help unzipping the dress…" she pulled her hair away from her neck, exposing the top of the dress where the zipper started.
How on earth was he supposed to control himself in a situation like this? He walked over to her, and put one hand on her hip while his other slowly unzipped the navy blue dress. The dress opened a little, and she didn't budge to leave.
He took the opportunity to run his fingers down her spine. His lips found her neck, and before either of them knew it, he was pressing her back against his front. His arms wound around her waist and held her there as his lips gently made their way up her neck and to her ear, where he breathed softly. He pushed a small kiss to her lobe, and heard her breath hitch in her throat. Damn her for smelling so good.
He let one hand lay flat on her belly, while the other reached between their bodies and slide into the fabric of her dress, feeling her warm skin against his palm. He casually brought that hand up to her shoulder and slowly slid one sleeve down her shoulders. It was then that he realized she was wearing a strapless bra and he wondered if he'd get to see her in it tonight.
When she didn't object to him pushing the dress down one arm, he did the same with his opposite hand, letting his other one rest against her belly like before. Soon enough, her dress was off her arms and around her hips. Her head leaned against his shoulder, because he was still making his assault with his lips on her skin, moving them to her shoulder.
Casey could feel the effect she was having on him against her bottom, and that made her want this more. She grabbed onto his hands that were on her belly and guided them to her hips where the dress was barely hanging on. She slowly slid them down until she heard it drop to the floor.
Derek turned her around, and instantly pushed his lips to hers. One hand wound up in her hair to hold her head to his, and the other slid down to her hip, feeling the lace of her panties against his fingertips.
Casey could still feel him against her through his jeans. She brought her hands that were resting on either hip to the button of his jeans, that she found were already unbuttoned. As slow as she could, she unzipped the pants, and that caused a low moan to escape Derek's throat. She tugged them lightly at the sides, and they came off with the help of his own hands.
Casey gasped when she felt him lift her by her thighs, forcing her to wrap her legs around his waist. He slowly walked her to his bed, and softly lay her down. No sooner were his lips upon hers again in one of the most passionate kisses they'd shared in their almost two and half months of dating.
Her knees rose, squeezing his hips tightly so she could feel him against her core through the little clothing they still had on. She let out a soft moan, and tangled her fingers in his hair.
Derek released his lips from hers, and trailed them from her lips to her jaw, down her neck, to her collar bone, and slid his nose between her breasts that were still being supported by that strapless black bra.
He stopped what he was doing, and eyed her from where she was. One hand as one his shoulder, and the other was on the bed, clutching his bed sheets. Her eyes were fluttering and she was biting that bottom lip with a passion. He needed permission to do what he was about to do.
When she realized he'd stopped for too long, she looked down at him, and knew what he was asking her without his words. Her fingers came to the center of her breasts where he realized that that was where the bra hooked, and she slowly unhooked it. She didn't open the cups to give him a show; she just let them rest on her breasts to let him do it himself.
His fingers slowly went underneath the cups, and kneaded her breasts lightly, causing Casey to arch her back, and tilt her head back. She only sighed, and rubbed her fingers lazily up and down his forearms. Her legs rose more, slowly moving against him.
"Derek…" she moaned. God was that something he could get used to. The way she said his name in that throaty, needy way was enough to make him explode right there.
He made his way back up to her lips, and pushed his tongue through her teeth, urgently sending a message to her that he needed her more than anything in that moment.
He took his time with her, and that was what she needed. When he pulled away from her and moved smoothly to grab something from his bedside drawer, she knew it was time, and she wasn't scared anymore like she was when she first went into his room. She had never been surer of anything in her life before this.
It didn't hurt like she thought it was. It was more of a sour patch effect. It was sour at first, because it was slightly painful, but it wasn't too long after that it was brilliantly sweet, and it stayed like that.
When she was ready, she looked up at him, and gently nodded. He let out a low breath that he was holding to control himself, and preceded his movement upon her. Her back arched into him so that their bodies were touching, meeting each thrust as he slid in and out of her.
She tried to control her breathing the best she could, but Derek felt so good in her. Was it this amazing for everybody else who's ever had sex?
"Oh, Casey…" he murmured, trying to control his thrusts, because he could lose his cool at any second, and he wanted this to last as long as he possibly could. One of his hands held one of her hips, and the other hand cradled the side of her face, his elbow was resting on the bed on the opposite side of her shoulder. Her nails were gently scratching at his back, and it was driving him crazy. He would've sworn she'd done this before if he'd known who she was already. She knew just how to arch into him and say his name just how he liked when he did this.
"Derek…" she moaned, "I'm almost…" and her breathing was getting heavier.
"No…" he whispered, and got up on his knees and sat with his bottom against the heels of this feet, holding her from her bottom to keep her in his laps, still connected to her as one. Her knees bent as she straddled his lap, making it easier for her to move her body up and down against him.
The change of position caught Casey off guard, and when she realized it was his way of putting her in power of all movement, she gasped, realizing that this position allowed him to sink deeper into her than before. She threw her head back as she moved against him, her moans escaping her throat without her even thinking about it. She clutched his shoulders for support, and pushed a kiss to his lips, looking into his eyes to show him the raw emotion and love she was feeling for him in that moment, because this was the most beautiful thing she'd ever done with another human being in her whole life.
As he started to meet her thrusts as well, her head fell back again, and her fingers clutched his shoulders even tighter. Her breasts were eyelevel with Derek's face, and he sunk his face into her softness to cover up the noises of pleasure he was making on his own.
"Casey, you're so beautiful…" he whispered as he was leading the kisses up her neck, and breathing heavily against her.
He felt that she was about to finish, so he took the opportunity to push her back onto the bed, and take his position back on top of her, pressing into her harder and faster.
"Oh, Derek, yes…there!" she was chanting. Her legs tightened around him, and they were both so close, it was insane.
With one last call of his name, Casey relaxed under him as he tried to compose himself as well with his head in the crook of her neck breathing heavily into her.
As soon as he caught his breath, he lifted his head to look at her face. She was staring up at the ceiling in awe, still breathing heavily.
"That was…" she shook her head, unable to find the words she needed to complete the thought.
He took the opportunity to lean up and kiss her passionately. Her limbs wrapped around his body again as she kissed him back.
"It really was…" he grinned down at her.
Derek opened his eyes. It really felt like a dream. He'd never felt so amazing after having sex with a girl before. It was probably because in reality it wasn't just sex. Just sex with Derek would be a hit and quit. He wouldn't even bother making sure the girl got home alright. He never let himself grow attached to them because he didn't want anything more from them.
With Casey it was different. It was like her body fit perfectly with his. It wasn't just sex. It was making love, he decided. He'd made love for the first time in his twenty years, and he wanted more of it.
He hugged the body that lay perfectly with his, and inhaled her scent.
"You know, I can't breathe when you hold me like that." She said lazily, turning slightly to look at him over her shoulder. The light from the window glared against her eyes, making them a warm shade of blue that made his chest swell. He only grinned.
"I can let go then." He teased by loosening his grip on her as if to let her go.
"Damn you, Derek, hold me!" she giggled. He laughed, and hugged her tighter, brushing his lips over the side of her neck.
Casey grinned, happy about this situation. Before university, she'd never guessed she and Derek would be in bed together after a night of making love, let alone be a loving couple. Sure, she'd always hoped for it, but never thought he'd feel the same. It was like everything was going right for them.
All that was left was to tell their parents, but she was sure Derek wouldn't mind waiting until Christmas to drop the news on them. She was sure they'd be mad, but understanding. George would probably give Derek a hard time, and mom would be the calm collected one who would ask questions like 'Have you guys been doing this behind our backs?' to a calmer, "It's not conventional, but I saw it coming…"
It was all too easy, and Casey loved that. Ever since her final year in highschool, she felt a deeper connection with Derek, especially after how much he was there for her in that last year.
"Derek?" She asked softly.
"Yeah, Princess?" His lips met her neck again. She only smiled.
"I'm glad we're together…you make me really happy." She felt his arms tighten around her.
Derek couldn't help but feel happy at her words. He never thought anyone could make him this happy.
"Casey, you make me happy too…" he whispered into her ear. She turned her head, along with her body, and looked into his eyes with a smile. She pressed her still naked body against his own, and wrapped her arms around his neck, wrapping a leg around his hip. Their lips met, and automatically Derek decided that he wanted to live in that moment forever.
Of course Casey had to wriggle out of his grasp eventually for a shower, which he cocked an eyebrow up and asked if she needed company, to which she replied, "That actually sounds like fun!" and then after a few seconds thought "Another day!" And she jumped back on the bed, and pressed another kiss to his lips, stumbling out of the room with his sheets wrapped around her body.
She was in her room drying off her hair when he jumped into the shower himself, keeping it cold, because all he thought about was the night before and the way she moaned his name against his lips, the way her breasts felt pressed against his bare chest as she almost met her climax, or the way her hands couldn't stay off of him afterwards.
The shower took longer than expected, and he walked out in a pair of red plaid pajama pants and a white t-shirt. After tossing his clothes into the hamper, he decided to look for her. He smelled food, and walked to the kitchen, just to find it cleaner than a whistle. He cocked his head to the side, confused about the smell still.
"I'm in my room!" she called lightly. He turned on his heel, and walked the short distance down the hall.
She sat on her bed with a tray of fruit, sausage, and pancakes. He smiled, and hopped next to her on the bed. She had her laptop on her lap watching videos on Youtube. Casey wore a white long sleeve shirt that hugged her curves, along with some black tights that reached all the way to her feet. Her hair was in a light wave, falling across her shoulders, down her chest. She wasn't wearing makeup, but she had a light blush against her cheeks. She looked beautiful.
Derek reached over to cup her chin and pressed a gentle kiss against her lips. He'd never get enough of the taste of her.
"Eat something…you need your energy for your practice before you go to dance with me tonight…" she whispered against his lips. Derek groaned, detaching himself from her, and threw himself in a laying position. He hated dancing. He also hated that he had a short practice today before they all went on their Christmas vacation.
"Way to ruin the mood, Spacey." He sighed, reaching over for a strawberry, and eating it sloppily. Casey only laughed.
"Well you gotta have energy you know if your body doesn't have the right nutrients, you won't have the energy for the workout that your coach puts you through. You need your energy yielding nutrients, which are carbs, proteins, and lipids. This is why I made you a hardy breakfast to give you—"
"You know, it's sexy as hell when you talk to me like that, but I get it." He winked at her, and sat up, throwing an arm around her. "You're being a space case, I eat fine."
"I'm not a space case!" she nudged his side. "I'm just saying it'll help in the long run for you!"
He silenced her with a kiss against the lips. She continued mumbling about proper protein and his lips met hers again with a laugh.
I apologize for the smuttishness lol. Actually, i'm sorry that i'm not really sorry. i loved it! haha! I'm not sure how long it will be for the next chapter, because i haven't written it yet lol. i have the chapter after that one written though, if it means anything. It will probably be about the dance and Christmas vacation. we'll see whether or not they tell the fam. I still havent decided on that.
Also, i'm thinking of pushing it from 10 chapters to 15 tops. I just keep getting more ideas, but believe me when I say that shit will hit the fan pretty soon. Not in 9, though. Most likely, it will be 10 or 11. Expect more fluff next chapter!
remember to review! love you guys:)