Blueeyeddevil06 thank you for being my beta and for this prompt. It was a lot of fun to write.
Darien checked himself over in the mirror and fixed his hair for what must have been the fifteenth time. He then looked at his button up shirt and tried to decide if he should instead roll the sleeves to look more casual or leave them the way they were. He sighed and rolled one. He noticed his muscles stood out more when they were rolled. He smiled and rolled the other one too. She had just told him that she liked his muscles.
He decided he was ready and checked his watch. Time to go. He made sure he had his wallet and credit card, went to grab his keys and slip on his shoes. He was picking her up in his sports car tonight. She had told him she liked that too.
He pulled up in front of the house she rented with Lita. He chuckled over what a good match that was. Lita loved to cook, and Serena loved to eat. He parked the car, went up and knocked on the front door.
Lita answered and invited him in. Just then, Serena descended the stairs, and he was speechless. She looked stunning. He couldn't believe he was finally going on a date with the girl he had loved for years.
She smiled shyly at him, and his heart constricted. He mentally counted, one. He knew he would treasure each and every smile that night from her.
Serena surreptitiously wiped her palms on her dress. His response to her hadn't quelled her nerves. All she managed to give him was a small smile. He hadn't even said if he liked her dress. She mentally berated herself for not choosing the light green one.
She said goodnight to Lita and followed Darien out the door. He held the car door for her, she got in, buckled her seatbelt and took a deep breath.
They arrived at the restaurant, and she smiled when she realized he had made reservations for them. She appreciated the forethought involved in that. It was sweet when he held her chair for her too. She took a deep breath and picked up her menu. She tried to slow her heart down. She was already in love with him.
Darien sat across from her and marveled at the fact that he was out on a date with the most perfect woman. She looked absolutely stunning in her dress. It molded to her curves and flared out. It was sexy and flirty. He picked up his menu and tried to get his nerves under control.
He worried he was expecting too much from one date. He had no idea how to get her to want a second one. It had taken all of his courage to ask her out on this date in the first place.
The waiter came by, and they ordered dinner. Darien was irritated that the guy obviously appreciated Serena's body. He gave him a dirty look, and the waiter had enough sense to look apologetic and leave quickly after they were done.
He stared at Serena and tried to figure out what he would say to her. Conversation had never been his strong suit, and he didn't know where to start.
Serena held back her sigh. She realized that she was going to have to talk or this would officially be the most awkward date ever! She knew she was being a little bit dramatic.
She smiled at him and said, "How were your classes today?" She knew that would be an easy topic for him to discuss. It was the perfect ice breaker.
"They went really well. My biology professor approached me after class with an internship opportunity today. It's really exciting."
Serena was thrilled, "It's hardly surprising that he would seek you out. You're an actual genius, and you work really hard. It's impressive."
"Thank you. Well, I was surprised. I guess it still shocks me when people seek me out."
Her heart softened and went out to him. She forgot sometimes that he still saw himself as the orphan that nobody wanted. "Yea, well, get used to it. You will be a huge success. It's been awesome watching everything you can achieve. I always felt lucky that I got to see you do all of these cool things."
Darien was shocked. He couldn't believe she felt that way. He asked, "So, how were your classes?"
He counted another smile. She said, "I had to give a speech for my political science class. I nailed it. I always find persuasive speeches easy to write."
He chuckled, "You've spent your life persuading people to do things. It doesn't surprise me that you're good at them."
She laughed. "Remember when I convinced you to go to that festival with us? You were miserable!"
"No," She gave him an unimpressed look. "Okay, so I was. But, that was because I hate crowds. The rest of it was fun."
"The only other thing there was me stuffing my face!" amusement shone in her eyes.
"Yes, but you were smiling the whole time you were eating."
"I always am!" She looked at the waiter approaching again. "And, on that note, here's our food. Yum!"
The end of the night came, and Darien walked her to her door with sweaty palms. It was over. He didn't know what to do from here. He hadn't planned anything beyond getting up the courage to ask her out.
Serena said, "That was fun."
"Yea… it was." Darien couldn't, for the life of him, figure out what to say next.
"Why didn't we do this sooner?" she asked with a smile.
He shrugged. "I don't know."
Serena felt her smile start to falter. She plastered one in place and nodded. "Well, good night."
"Good night."
She turned, unlocked the door, and shut it behind her. She rested her head against the door and wondered what went wrong. She then stepped back, locked the door, and turned off the porch light.
Darien went back to his car and got in. He started the engine and rested his head on the steering wheel. He played the conversion over in his head and felt defeated. She had been smiling, and he watched the happiness in her eyes flicker and fade with each stilted answer he gave.
He knew why he didn't ask her out sooner. Fear. He was afraid she would say no, or afraid that if she said yes, it wouldn't mean as much to her.
Why didn't he kiss her? That hit him. He wanted to kiss those perfect pink lips of hers.
He shut off his car and stepped out before he really knew what he was doing. He was halfway up her front walk before he stopped and questioned if this was a good idea or not. He spun on his heel and took three steps back to his car.
He paused and looked at his car. The one he drove in alone. He closed his eyes and pictured her in it with him. He would drive her around with the top down and the music turned up. She would be smiling, laughing, and singing along. He wanted that.
He turned back around determined to knock on her door.
Serena stood up in her room watching his car from the window. She crumpled a little when she saw that it was running. She had been having such a wonderful time at dinner. And then, nothing. He dropped her off, and it was so awkward. She forced herself to watch him drive off. She needed the closure. He wouldn't be asking her for a second date.
Her heart skipped a beat when she saw him get out and run up the walk. She was about to dash downstairs, but she saw him stop and turn back around. Her breath caught when he froze again. As soon as he started to walk back to her door, she ran down the stairs and unlocked the front door. It was open, and she was looking at him. His hand was frozen in the air ready to knock.
Darien looked her in the eye, and his breath rushed out of his lungs. She was there and looking at him expectantly. All of a sudden, he needed to kiss her desperately.
He stepped up to her, piercing her with his gaze and crowding her. She stepped back, and he smirked. He took another step towards her, and she stepped back again. That continued until they were both inside her place, and he shut the door behind them.
He bent down and kissed her lips. He deepened the kiss and pressed her up against the wall, trapping her in and pouring years worth of passion and desire into it.
They kissed until they were out of breath, and he pulled back for air. He didn't pull away from the wall. He kept his body pressed to hers.
"I didn't ask you out sooner, because I was terrified you would say no."
She let out panting breaths. She looked thoroughly kissed, and he felt proud. She said, "I will always say yes to you."
His eyes burned with desire, "Don't say something like that. I might take it in ways you don't mean."
She looked up at him through her eyelashes. "But, I would mean it like that." She pressed her core against his hard cock. She had noticed him grow hard during their kiss. She let out a lusty moan.
He practically growled. His desire flared even higher. She mewled as his heated look got her even wetter.
He whispered into her ear, "I've been in love with you for a while now. I'll do anything you want me to do right now. I'm at your mercy."
He watched her breasts as her breath quickened. She said, "You're at my mercy? I feel like I am completely under your power. Every moment I spend with you, I cherish. I'm in love with you too."
"You look so sexy in that dress. I didn't tell you that tonight."
"No, you didn't. I look even sexier out of this dress though."
He rested his forehead on hers. "Care to show me?" He smirked.
She nodded, he backed up and let her lead him up the stairs to her room. She stepped out and returned with condoms. She placed them on the nightstand and stepped back. He sat on her bed and watched her strip out of her dress. She stood there in her bra and thong. He knew it was a thong because she spun to show him.
He leaned back on his elbows on the bed and raised a challenging eyebrow. She nodded and unhooked her bra and dropped it to the floor. He had to shift to make more room in his pants. He was as hard as steel. She then shimmied her thong down her legs and stepped out of them.
"So much sexier." He breathed out. "You are a goddess."
He pulled his shirt over his head and tossed it into the corner. He stood and she stepped forward to remove his pants and boxers. His cock sprang free.
Her eyes grew large. "Wow." She reached down with her small hand and touched his penis. "I want you."
"Are you a virgin?" She nodded. "I'll be gentle."
She looked him in the eyes nervously. "What if I'm not as good as the other-"
"I'm a virgin."
"You are?"
"I'm not the type to fuck a girl when I'm in love with someone else. I couldn't do that to some random girl or to my love for you. I have only wanted to make love to you."
She nodded and lost all of her nerves. "Well, then we'll just have to practice a lot to get it right."
"You're really good at persuasive speeches. I'm convinced."
She laughed and kissed him.
He laid her down and ran his hands over her body. With one hand on her breast playing with her erect nipple, the other slid between her legs. He drug his finger between her folds of her pussy and heard her moan. He lightly pinched her clit and felt her get even wetter. He then slid two fingers into her cunt.
"You look even sexier when my fingers are buried inside of you." He played with her clit and she rode his fingers.
That night, they made love. He cherished everything about her, and she loved every tender thing he did.
~ The prompt was inspired by Gloriana's song I Should Have Kissed You