Well, I'm back with my second fanfic, which is a Chloe/Derek lemon just like the first! Aren't you excited? I know I am. :D Anyways, this takes place near the end of the Awakening, where at some point Derek told Chloe that they would sleep in a bed that night, even if it meant they had to get a cheap motel room. I think he was talking about if they didn't find Kit's house, and I'm not sure if that's right but it's what I'm going to stick to, since I can't remember. I'd go check my book, but it's packed away in a box somewhere (I'm getting ready to move.) Anyways, on with the story! :D
Derek and I were lost. We had been wandering around this unfamiliar town for at least four hours. My feet ached, I smelled terrible, and I was about to drop dead from exhaustion. We evidently weren't in the greatest part of town either, since we had come across some creepy looking people while trying to find Kit's house. Every time one of them glanced our way, I huddled closer to Derek. If there was anyone capable of protect me from weirdos on the street, it was him.
We ended up on a road that we had gone down at least three times so far, and I was ready to say screw it and curl up on the sidewalk. Thankfully, Derek turned to me.
"I think it's time to get a motel," he said.
"I agree," I sighed. I followed him around the corner to pull some cash out of an ATM. Shortly after, we spotted a tiny motel that had one of those old light-up "vacancy" signs. When we got inside, it was apparent why there was a vacancy.
The woman at the front desk was simultaneously smoking a cigarette and loudly smacking her gum. She looked up from her Cosmo magazine and when she saw us and leaned forward, pushing her frizzy, badly dyed red hair out of her face.
"Single or double?" she asked in a bored tone.
"Um..." Derek glanced at me, unsure. I had no idea what she meant. I assumed single was for a smaller room, so I told her single, assuming it would be cheaper.
"They tell me to check ID but I'm not gonna, since you two are obviously too young and I don't wanna spoil your fun," she said, wheezing out a laugh and accepted the cash from Derek. I blushed bright red, while Derek kept the perfect poker face.
The woman gave us the room key and I followed Derek down the hall. When he opened the door, I immediately was aware what "single" and "double" meant.
In the middle of the room was one big bed, rather than two small beds like we had planned on. I blushed yet again and hid my eyes from Derek. He cleared his throat.
"Um, I'll just, uh, sleep on the floor... you can take the bed..." he said awkwardly, clearly as embarrassed as I was.
"No, Derek, let's be mature about this. I think after all we've been through together we can handle sharing a bed. I'm not going to make you sleep on the floor after not having a bed for the past week." He opened his mouth to protest, but then shut it and nodded once.
"Okay. Well, I'm gonna go take a shower." He shuffled into the adjoined bathroom before I could respond. He was quick- only about ten minutes. I never understood how guys could be so fast in the shower. I went in after him and took a shower myself, spending much more time in there than he had. I was pleased that the bathroom was fairly clean, and hoped the bedding would be too.
Once I was fresh and clean, I joined Derek in the main room. He was stretched across the bed, flipping through channels on the ancient looking T.V. that was sitting on the dresser across from the bed. I sat down next to him, pulling the scratchy covers up over my lap.
"Anything good?" I asked. He shrugged.
"Not really." He continued flipping before he finally settled on Jay Leno. Seeing this made me think of my dad. He always used to stay up with me to watch Jay Leno at night. It was the time he set aside for just us, and we hadn't done it for a while before I left for Lyle House. We had been drifting away from each other, and then I ran away and he had no idea where he was. I thought about how terrible he must have felt, and how he must have been tearing himself up inside for not spending much time with me before I disappeared. How he probably thought he wouldn't get another chance.
Without warning, I burst into tears. My body shook with the force of my sobs, and Derek nearly jumped out of his skin at my sudden outburst. I tried to stop, I really did, but all the emotion I had locked up inside me during the past couple weeks came pouring out in the form of tears.
"Hey, Chloe, it's okay, everything'll be fine..." he sounded like he was at a loss for words, and I didn't blame him. He had barely dealt with girls before, let alone sobbing girls that he was supposed to share a bed with that night. He turned off the T.V., probably in case that was what had made me upset, and scooted closer to me and started rubbing my shoulder, a bit awkwardly, but it was sweet that he trying. I leaned into his touch, and almost on instinct threw my arms around his neck, burying my face into the crook of his neck.
He seemed to be a bit uncomfortable at first, but he slowly wrapped his arms around me and held me as I cried. I clutched his shirt, soaking it with my tears, and he rubbed my back with his large, warm hands. Finally, after about fifteen long minutes, my tears finally ebbed.
I looked up at his face, ready to apologize, but stopped when I saw the look in his eyes. They weren't filled with annoyance like I had expected, but with concern and worry for me. My eyes filled with tears again, but for a different reason this time.
Derek had looked after me, put up with me, and was always there to save me when I did something stupid. And what had I done to repay him? Lust after his brother? Simon had never been there for me when I needed him- Derek had. I couldn't believe I'd been so stupid, so shallow, to fall for the cute guy instead of the sweet, misunderstood guy who was always looking out for me. I had turned into the girl I'd always hated in movies.
I wrapped my arms around Derek's neck and held him tightly. He hugged me back, and it felt amazing to have his strong, muscular arms around me. It was only when I broke alway that I realized I had somehow ended up in his lap. Before my recent revelation about Derek, I would have been embarrassed and ashamed. But now, I thought to hell with it. So I leaned up and pressed my lips hard against his.
Derek was unresponsive for a moment, probably too stunned that I was kissing him to do anything but freeze. After a moment, however, he pulled me tight against his chest and kissed me back with as much force as I was kissing him with. My arms went around his neck and his went around my waist. We clung to each other as tightly as we could, only breaking apart to catch our breath.
While Derek stroked my hair and kissed his way down the side of my face, I attacked his neck with my mouth. First kissing softly, then sucking. He gasped as I sucked the soft skin between his neck and shoulder. Feeling a bit naughty, I decided to bite the spot. When I did, he growled and pushed me down on the bed, hovering over me. His lips crashed down on mine again and I wrapped my legs around his waist. This caused me to feel his growing erection, and I felt a surge of pride that I was the one making him feel this way.
My fingers found their way under his tee-shirt and I stroked the contours of his muscular chest. I pulled his shirt over his head, breaking our kiss for a few short seconds. I flipped us so that I was on top. I sat up and ran my hands down his chest, enjoyed that this time when I saw him without his shirt, I was able to enjoy the view. Derek sat up and I ended up straddling his lap. He pulled my shirt over my head and kissed across my collar bone as he fumbled with my bra strap, trying to get the clasp undone. When he finally did, he kissed his way down to my breasts, leaving my overly sensitive nipples for last. He laid me down on my back again and kissed and sucked and bit until I was writhing and moaning beneath him.
"Derek... please..." I moaned.
"What do you want Chloe?" He asked, his voice gruff and sexy with arousal. I only moaned louder in response.
"You're going to have to tell me want you want," he said, kissing along my jaw.
"I want... I want..." I panted. "I want you, Derek!" At my words, he kissed me long and hard, pulling me against him. The feel of our bare chest pressed together was indescribable. But I need more.
I slipped my hands between our bodies and tried to get his pants unbuckled. It proved to be more difficult than it looked and I pouted when I couldn't get them undone. He heaved himself off of me and quickly pulled them off himself before ripping mine off of me. That left us in only our underwear.
Derek stood next to the bed, and I moved to sit on the side before he could get back up. I palmed him through his tented boxers and he moaned. Feeling severely outgoing that night, I leaned down and kissed his cloth-covered erection.
"Chloe..." He groaned while lacing his finger into my hair. I grinned and pulled his boxers down, leaving him completely naked. I tentatively touched his hard-on before realizing that I had no idea what I was doing. I bit my lip and wrapped my fingers around his length, feeling how warm and soft and stiff it was. I squeezed and he hissed. I immediately dropped him and pulled my hand away.
"Sorry," I squeaked. He chuckled.
"You didn't do anything wrong," he told me. He kissed me, more softly this time, and picked me up, setting me back against the pillows. He pulled me underwear off and flung them across the room. He positioned himself at my entrance, ready to thrust in, but he hesitated.
"Are you sure about this, Chloe?" He asked. It was so sweet and considerate for him to ask, but the look in his eyes said Please be sure about this Chloe, PLEASE! I grinned.
"I'm definitely sure," I told him. He nodded once, kissed me, and thrust inside.
I gasped, breaking away from his lips. It hurt much more than I had expected. I breathed heavily and dug my nails into Derek's back. Derek stroked my hair and kissed my forehead, waiting for me to get more comfortable. After a couple minutes, the pain started to lessen. It was still a bit uncomfortable, but it felt much better than it had at first. I gave Derek a kiss, letting him know I was okay, and he started to thrust.
It hurt a bit the first couple times, but it started to feel better and better as he kept going. Before long, I was thrashing and moaning beneath him. He suckled on my neck and I knotted my fingers in his hair, overcome with the extreme pleasure I was feeling.
Derek sat up and started thrusting harder and harder into me. His fingers traveled down and brushed my clit, and I nearly screamed at the feeling. I didn't know anything could feel that good. The harder he thrust, the harder he would rub my clit, and it didn't take me long to reach my peak.
I climaxed, moaning his name over and over again and wrapping my legs tighter around his waist. I knew he was close too, because his thrusts became harder and more erratic.
"Shit!" He gasped, his eyes wide. He pulled out of my just as he reached orgasm, and the evidence of his climax splattered all over my belly. We didn't say anything for a minute, just panted and tried to catch our breath.
"That was close," he said after a couple minutes, gesturing to my stomach. "Sorry I... you know... on you." He blushed slightly. I leaned up and kissed him.
"Don't worry about it," I said with a grin. "I'm just glad you remembered to pull out." He nodded with a relieved sigh.
"Here, um..." He reached down to the floor and grabbed the towel he had been drying his hair with and cleaned up the mess on me. Then he got up and put it in the hamper. I tried not to stare too much at his naked body before he turned off the lights and crawled under the covers with me. I snuggled up to him, enjoying the feeling of our warm, bare bodies pressed together.
"What were you upset about earlier?" He asked finally.
"I just... watching T.V. made me think of my dad. And then once I started crying I started thinking about everything else that's happened recently and I couldn't stop." Derek didn't say anything, just kissed my forehead softly.
"Feel better now?" He asked. I grinned.
"Much better." He pulled me closer, and we feel asleep in each other's warm, loving embrace.
So, what did you think? Leave a review and tell me! :D If you liked this, also check out my other one-shot, Forever (if you haven't already). It's a Chloe/Derek lemon that takes place after the Reckoning. Anyways, if you guys like this and review, I just might post the morning after in Derek's POV. ;) So review, people! :D