I'm in dereks room, laid in bed in just a pair of his boxers that I stole and a bralette. We got back from school a few hours ago. I'm very warm.
He walks in. I scan his body. He's just wearing pyjama bottoms. "Why are you shirtless again?" I grin. "Warm" he says.
"Stop stealing my clothes!" He exclaims. I giggle. "They're new" he points at the boxers. "And now they're mine" I grin. He rolls his eyes.
"Come and say hi properly" I grin. He chuckles softly, walking over to me.
"Hi" I smile. "Hiii gorgeous" he grins, climbing between my legs. I giggle. I put my book down. He kisses my neck, then my lips softly.
"I'm hungry" he rests his head on my chest. I giggle as he bites me gently. "You can't eat me" I say. He sighs. I grin.
"You want me to make you something to eat?" I ask. He nods. "Okay, well I can't go downstairs in your underwear so-" I chuckle. "We're home alone" he says.
"We are?" I ask. He nods. "My sisters are all out and my parents took the baby to a check up appointment thing" he says. "Oh, okay" I say.
We get up and go downstairs. "Stop following me" I giggle as he follows me everywhere around the kitchen, his arms wrapped around me from behind as I cook.
"Why? Am I annoying you?" He asks. "Yeah!" I say. He gasps. "I'm annoying you, am I?" He tickles my stomach. I giggle, trying to pull away.
"Fine.. I'll just leave then" he pulls away, walking to the other room. I grin, rolling my eyes.
Once all of the food is in the oven cooking, I go to the living room. He's sat on the couch watching tv. "I knew you'd miss me!" He tackles me onto the couch. I laugh hysterically.
"I didn't miss you" I say. "Yes you did" he frowns. "Yeah, I did" I giggle. He grins. He kisses my chest.
"You're doing things to me by wearing that bra infront of me" he whispers in my ear. I giggle, grinning.
"Its actually a bralette" I say. "I'll bralette you in a minute if you don't shut up" he bites my neck gently. "What" I laugh.
The oven bleeps a little while later. He climbs off of me. I get up and go to the kitchen.
I start plating up the food. I gasp as I feel him slap my ass. I giggle. "Derek!" I say. I turn around. "You used to be so polite.. you asked for consent everytime you wanted to touch me inappropriately.. what happened to you?" I raise my brow.
"You happened to me.. do you not like it? I'll stop" he says genuinely. I grin. "You can slap my ass whenever you want" I giggle. He chuckles softly.
I start adding salt and pepper to the food. "Would you like any sauces baby?" I ask. "No thanks" he says.
"It smells delicious" he says. I smile. I hand him his plate. "Thankyou" he puts his hand on my cheek, kissing me. "You're welcome" I smile.
We take our food upstairs to eat. We sit on his bed eating. "Since when did you become Gordon Ramsey?" He jokes. I giggle. "This is the only thing I know how to cook" I say.
We finally finish eating. We take our plates downstairs. I go to wash up. "I got it, you cooked.. I'll wash up" he gently pulls me away from the sink. "Okay" I say.
He does the washing up as I sit watching tv in the living room. I hear a car pull up. I'm still in underwear. "Derek, your parents are here.. I'm going upstairs!" I yell. "Okay" he chuckles. I run upstairs.
He comes in a few minutes later. "Hey, you wanna watch a movie with me?" I ask. "I was gonna shower" he says. "Oh, okay" I say.
"I'll watch one with you after?" He says. "Okay" I smile. He goes to the bathroom. I furrow my brows, sitting up. I have a feeling.
"Derek" I walk into the bathroom. He turns around. "I wanna shower with you" I say.
I see a razor in the corner of my eye on the sink. I know what he was going to do. But he doesn't know I know.
"Oh.. um, I wanna shower alone.. I'll join you watching a movie after" he says. "Please.. I feel dirty" I smirk. "Damnit I can't say no to you" he smirks, pulling me closer. I put on a smile, releaved.
After a couple of rounds in the shower we get out and go to the bedroom. We get changed into our pyjamas.
"I'm going to.. get food.. I'll be just a second" he says. He's fucking lying. "No" I say. "No?" He chuckles. "Nope" I pull him onto the bed.
I straddle him. "Why are you so horny today?" He asks. I'm not.. I'm trying to distract you from hurting yourself. "Just pull down your pants" I say.
He pulls his pants down a little. I kiss him as I take him in my hand. He reaches down, pushing my panties to the side. I grab a condom, opening it and slipping it onto him. I slide onto his erection.
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We lay naked in eachothers arms under the covers after a few more rounds. I'm laid between his legs with my head resting on his shoulder.
I pull away from him slowly, laying my head on the pillow instead. He lays next to me. We look into eachothers eyes.
His face changes slightly. He looks sad. I put my hand on his cheek, stroking it gently. "I'm not doing good" he whispers. "I know" I whisper, hugging him.
He let's out a breath, pulling me closer. "You want to talk about it?" I ask. "Yeah" he whispers.
Wow.. sex does really get you everywhere with a guy. I'd be a great hooker. Or detective.. a dodgy detective, but still.
We spend a few hours talking. I comfort him and just hug him and kiss him as he talks to me about how he's feeling.