AN : I don't own LWD
#13 Stolen Kisses
Kissing was a pretty big aspect of Derek and Casey's relationship. Both of them loved to kiss each other and thought that the other was the best kisser in the whole world. Of course the two, with their cocky ways they would never tell each other this, they didn't have to, they just knew.
The two of them always found a way to kiss. Derek hated PDA so he would always steal a kiss when no one was paying attention to them. They would mix up the ways they wanted to kiss, sometimes a simple peck, other times a cheek kiss, Eskimo kisses, and other times deep and passionate kisses.
They would kiss anywhere; behind books in the library, in the morning before leaving their apartment, in lecture hall when there was a break, at the movies, at home, in bed. They would find a way to sneak a kiss in.
All they knew was that there was nothing better than kissing each other. It was as if their mouths were made to kiss each other, they fit each other so well. They kissed each other tenderly and sweetly.
Sure both had kissed others before they were together, but kissing was never so good until they got together. It was something about the way it felt when their lips touched the other, it was a plug going to an outlet, it was electric, vibrant, warm, and loving. When Derek and Casey kissed each other the felt alive and completely in love.
Their kisses could do so much for the other; a simple kiss to Casey's forehead from Derek could calm her when she was completely freaking out, and Casey did the same for Derek. When Derek was feeling jealous of other guys or was just feeling insecure, Casey would just cup one cheek with her hand and give him a deep, passionate kiss, and all those nasty feelings would be washed away.
A kiss between Derek and Casey was a powerful thing. It made up a whole aspect in their relationship, and kissing each other gave the other a feeling of being completely alive in a way that nothing else could.