It's a crazy, hectic life with Casey

𝚜𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚛𝚘𝚠.  innocence. big dreamer. waking up too early. walking home. being afraid of meeting people. slim hands. always cold. reading a book under a tree. the smell of the forest. missing your home.

𝚎𝚊𝚐𝚕𝚎.  independent. caring too much for others. sharp looks. walking through the city late at night. the tallest and most spectacular building. iron. being single and okay in a world that tells you being single is bad.

𝚜𝚠𝚒𝚏𝚝.  falling in love easily and heavily. traveler. the infinity of the bluest sky. storms. broken smiles. forgetting people who used to be your loved ones. feeling out of place. mistrusting people. a fleeting romance.

𝚌𝚛𝚘𝚠.  feeling as if you know a lot. prejudging. tight hugs that leave you breathless. a grey sky. serenity. intelligence. being left behind. chains. smoke. the pride of someone wise.

𝚍𝚘𝚟𝚎.  petals. jealousy. being tired of living with the same old faces. whispered secrets. marble. sundresses. white clothes. the first sunset of winter. pride in who you are. learning to get over someone.

𝚜𝚎𝚊𝚐𝚞𝚕𝚕.  family. golden light. the sea murmuring in your ear. summer afternoons. caramel ice cream. collecting seashells and other things and calling them treasures. living breezy and carefree. swimming in the sunlight.

𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚊𝚛𝚢.  artistic. getting excited easily. dancing and singing while you are alone. looking at your friends having fun. no phone. being afraid of judgment. spring. a meaningful gift. the first ray of sunlight.

𝚝𝚊𝚐𝚐𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚢:

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“yeah?” derek laughed, “should just continue this until you’re a whiny mess.” he murmured, tongue brushing across her nipple as he inserted another finger continuing to stretch her open. hand reached down to stroke himself, not taking too long before he was fully hard.

the problem was, as much as he wanted to do that he wanted to be inside of her even more. there was time much later to fully take her apart. lips moved from her breast to catch her lips again as he moved around, pushing her legs apart gently and slowly sinking into her his own moan falling from his lips. “holy fuck…” he didn’t give much time for her to adjust before rolling his hips and managing to get into a steady pace.

A moan fell from her when she felt another finger enter her, her hips rolling slightly in response. She wasn’t able to control her body anymore - not completely. “You would,” she breathed out, an attempt at being somewhat defiant, though she was sure it wasn’t coming off that way.

Another small whine left her when he pulled his fingers out for the second time. She was missing his touch yet again, but it didn’t last long. The next thing she knew he was between her legs, pushing them apart and pressing his cock into her. She moaned into the kiss, both of her hands resting on the sides of his neck as he kissed her. 

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“til now.” though they still shouldn’t be. there was a rational part that knew that but derek was so tired of waiting. so tired of wanting and never being able to have. and who was going to stop them now?

he slowly added another finger, continuing to kiss her as he did. god, he couldn’t wait to finally have her. to feel her wrapped around his cock. “i should probably…” fingers slid out of her, lips leaving hers as he quickly undressed. that was definitely better. then immediately joining her back on the bed, lips going right to her breasts this time.

“gonna make you not be able to say anything other than my name tonight.” he whispered, fingers slowly sinking back into her. “let me know when you want more.”

She was glad that he was preoccupying her with his mouth - she knew that otherwise, she wouldn’t be able to control the sounds that fell from her as he added another finger into her; the sensation overwhelming. 

A whimper left her as he pulled his fingers out, and his lips left hers - and she didn’t like the lack of his touch. Using her elbows to sit up slightly, she watched as he undressed, enjoying the sight. She took this opportunity to kick her pants off the rest of the way. 

She was still resting on her elbows when he came back to her, a small chuckle escaping her this time as his lips were pressed against her breasts instead of her lips. She put all of her weight on one elbow now, her free hand coming up to run her fingers through his hair. “That doesn’t seem difficult to do, Derek,” she admitted.

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“yeah?” another smirk, gaze flicking to meet hers. derek knew exactly what he was doing to her. his lips found hers as his hands moved down her chest finally reaching down to tug her pants down around her knees, fingers moving to slide along her folds through the fabric of her underwear. “been waiting for this, yeah? think we’ve both been waiting a little too long.” he breathed against her lips before kissing her again as his fingers pushed her underwear to the side, finger slipping into her.

Blue eyes are unable to leave his brown ones. She knew that he knew - how could he not know what he was doing to her? One hand came to rest on the side of his neck as he kissed her; goosebumps covering her skin as his hands moved over her body.

She moaned into the kiss the moment his fingers moved over her underwear. She was frightfully aware that they were wet - the result of everything he was doing to her.

“Waiting, but not able to do anything,” she finally managed to get out. Finally something other than his name. But knowing that he had been waiting for this as well - how could they have not realized? 

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as soon as her shirt was off, he helped her get his own off. “better, hmm?” he smirked before pushing her onto the bed and carefully climbing on top of her. lips pressed to her neck again before trailing down her chest to her stomach. how many times could he get her to say her name like that tonight?

his arms snaked around her body to lift her up slightly from the mattress, just enough to remove her bra and tossing it carelessly across the room, teeth grazing over her nipple as his fingers pinched and rolled the other one. “can’t wait to make you come undone, case.”

Her fingers trailed down his abdomin as his own shirt went over his head; an enthusiastic nod her response as her teeth pressed into her bottom lip. When he pushed her onto the bed, a gasp escaped her followed by a small giggle. She could feel her heart racing - but in the best way possible, and her stomach felt as if it were filled with butterflies.

Perhaps tequila was not the best solution to all of her problems, but it had worked its magic well enough to drown out all her woes.

The day had started out well enough, but it had ended in the gutter covered in an absolute mess. She should have anticipated that. She should have known not to set her hopes so high.

Standing, with some difficulty, from the couch, she meandered over to Derek's bedroom door - knocking rather clumsily on it before opening it. She stumbled over the threshold, offering up a small and quiet, "sorry".