"You look so good" he mumbles against my neck as he squeezes my waist from behind. "Der let me do my hair" I giggle, trying to wriggle out of his arms. We're stood infront of the bathroom mirror.
"Noooo, I want you" he whines. "You've had me all day" I smile. "You're my baby" he whispers in my ear. "I am.. but I'm gonna have really ugly hair if you don't let me do it" I smile. "I don't care.. you're beautiful.. and delicious" he whispers as he kisses my neck. I grin.
"Baby stop it!" I giggle hysterically as he tickles my belly. He laughs, stopping. I turn to face him and glare at him. "You're so cute" he grins. "I'm gonna mess up your hair" I tease, reaching up. "Don't you dare! I'll bite you!" He grins. I laugh hard as he nibbles on my cheek.
"Can I do my hair?" I pull his hands off of me and gently push him away. "Fine" he sighs. I grin. "Go and wait for me in the bedroom.. here" I hand him his phone. He goes and sits on the bed.
Dereks pov:
"Baby can you help meeee?" She says literally two minutes later. I chuckle, walking over to her. "Der! That's not what I need!" She giggles as I pick her up and sit her on the sink counter. I ignore her and kiss her deeply. She giggles against my lips.
"Der" she giggles but lets out a quiet moan as I start kissing her neck. "Stop" she whines, but grabs my arms and pulls me closer anyway. I run my hand up her dress and feel for her panties. I smile as I notice it's a thong.
"Derek don't" she giggles as I kneel infront of her and push my face between her thighs. "Der.." she wriggles in her spot as I push my tongue between her folds. "We don't have time" she grabs my hair gently. "I'll make you cum.. just tell me what makes you feel good" I whisper.
"Okay.. just- yeah.. like that" she moans as I find the right spot for my tongue. She moans louder as I speed my tongue up.
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"Hiiiii!" I say as we sit down with my family at the table in the restaurant. "Hi" Derek says too. "You're both late" my dad says. "Dereks fault, not mine" I say, kissing his cheek.
He smiles at me, pulling out my chair. I sit down. He sits next to me. I giggle as he pulls his chair closer to me. I hug his arm.
"What drink do you want?" He tucks my hair behind my ear. "Coke please" I smile, looking into his eyes. "Do you guys want another drink?" He asks. They shake their heads. He goes to the bar.
"You happy he's here now?" My mom grins. I nod. "I missed him" I smile, watching him walk away. He comes back a couple of minutes later with our drinks. He leans down and kisses my lips before sitting next to me again.
I hug his arm again and drape my legs over his thighs. "Thank you Der" I hug his neck. He hugs my waist. I smile, hiding my face in his shoulder. "I love you" I whisper. "I love you too" he pulls away from me slowly and smiles at me. I kiss him softly.
"Can we go shopping tomorrow morning? I need to get some stuff for Christmas for my babyyyy" he squeezes my waist again. "You don't need to get me more! There's loads of presents waiting for me at home" I giggle. "I want you to have something that you can actually open on Christmas though, baby" he pouts. I smile. "Okay" I whisper.
"Can you just wrap yourself up and I can have you for Christmas?" He squeezes me. "You already have meeeee" I grin. He smiles.
"Are you cold, baby?" He asks. I nod. He takes off his hoodie and helps me put it on. I noticed earlier during sex that he has cut himself again.. he has some new scars, but I've not said anything to him yet. If he wants to talk about it then he will. I entwine our fingers and hold his arm gently in mine.
"I don't want you to be cold, sweetheart" I say. "I'm not baby, don't worry" he says. I smile. The waiter comes over and we all order our food.
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"Der" I walk out of the bathroom, still naked after having sex earlier.. so is he. "What darling?" He pulls the covers off of himself and I climb ontop of him. He pulls them back up again. I straddle him. "Hey.. what's up?" He puts his hands on my hips.
"Do you want to talk about anything?" I hug his neck. "Like what?" He asks. I look down at his arms. "No, I don't want to talk" he says. "Okay" I kiss him softly.
"You're not gonna make me?" He looks down. "When do I ever make you do anything?" I hug him. "Never" he whispers. "Exactly" I rub his back.
"Can I have you again tonight?" I whisper. "Again?" He smiles. I nod. I'm trying to make him happy. Also, I do want him. I always want him, he's my man.
"Are you not tired?" He strokes my cheeks with his thumbs slowly. I shake my head and try to hide my yawn. "You can have me as much as you want in the morning, okay baby?" He says. "Okay" I sigh, hugging his waist and resting my head on his chest. He lays down and we both go to sleep.
