her sweet chains

Episode 7 continued

           I stomped loudly through the kitchen pausing only to snag an apple as I passed before I stomped out into the slipping sludgy mud that had once been the lightly sloping back lawn which I slapped though until I reached the flagstones leading to the boys’ house. I stormed into the house so fiercely that the door hit the wall behind it with such a force that it bounced back slamming closed behind me.

“Ooh somebody’s pissed.” Dean said lightly from the sofa where he sat playing some computer game with Jamie.

“What’s wrong?” Jamie said looking over though he quickly averted his gaze blushing a very charming cherry red as soon as he registered the fact that I was only wearing mud. True nudity isn’t a big issue but Jamie is still only sixteen and has a little crush so a little blushing is to be expected. Dean paused his game and looked over his shoulder his eyes clearly sweeping over every inch of my body in a leisurely sort of appraisal before he sighed in a regretful sort of way before he quickly pulled his t-shirt off over his head and flung it at me.

“Nothing.” I said grabbing the shirt from midair.

“Well if you must you can put that on.” Dean said from the same spot on the couch clearly not bothered by the fact that he was now bare down to the waist. I allowed myself a few seconds to appreciate his beautifully sculpted muscular chest, as well as his taut arms and sculpted back, Lord of all that was holy Dean was one beautiful man with a body that quite simply deserved worship. I yanked the t-shirt over my head it fell down covering about half way down my thighs. Dean looked back over his shoulder at me again sighing with a shrug before retuning his gaze to his video game promptly pressing the resume button dispatching Jamie’s challenge an instant later. Jamie snorted and flung down his controller down,

“He’s upstairs.” Jamie said blandly laying back down on the sofa examining the ceiling. I smiled and ran a hand lightly though his hair tussling it playfully as I walked past him.

“Careful looking just as damn hot as only you can manage in my shirt Derek probably won’t be able to stop himself from f*****g you senseless.” Dean called as I began up the stairs, I ignored him although I did hear Jamie growl loudly at him.

“Dare.” I shouted as I battered harshly on his door, “Derek.” I said pounding slightly harder I saw the cheap wooden door bend under my blows.

“Jess you know you can just walk right in you don’t have to attempt to break my door down.” Derek said behind me making me wheel around suddenly feeling completely thrown. He stood in the doorway to the bathroom naked except for a snowy white towel tied around his waist. Steam exited the room with him wafting over me with the clean masculine scent that was Derek. “Darius told me I had to go wash up.” He said with a vague non committal sort of gesture. Small droplets of water sparkled on his muscular chest.

 “I …um…I… sorry.” I babbled lamely rubbing my forehead in an attempt to distract myself from the unbelievably erratic beating of my heart. Derek frowned as if he was genuinely confused.

“Sorry for what?”

“Getting you in trouble.” I put in softly.

“We were doing a friend thing right.” He said approaching me slowly I shrugged,

“I guess.”

“And friend things for us generally end up with me in trouble.” He said flashing a beautiful smile at me. “Besides it was worth it just to see you smile.” He said sweetly pressing a soft kiss to my forehead. He tried to take a step back but he smelt so good and I felt so shaken. that’s after all the reason I was here he was my North star. I sighed and pressed the top of my head lightly into his chest. Derek took the hint and slung his arms lightly around my waist just gently holding me.

“Yuck you smell like Dean.” he muttered rubbing his nose in my hair.

“Well Dean obviously didn’t think it was a good idea for me to some up here naked.”

“Hmm have I told you lately that Deans a f*****g idiot.” I giggled slightly into his chest hardly daring to believe it, a simple giggle felt so good.

“Derek.” I whispered he said nothing but I felt him move and I could feel his questioning gaze on me before I raised my eyes. By as I lifted my dark eyes I let them settle on Derek’s as I slowly slid my hands up to run along the rough stubble on his cheeks.

“Jessie?” he muttered the question still clearly painted across his beautiful features. I stood up on my tiptoes and firmly pressed my lips to his. I felt Derek’s entire body stiffen though sheer shock for an instant before his body relaxed suddenly enfolding me as his lips moved against mine kissing me back, no more than that his lips were urging me on. Derek moved both his arms up to rest on my face both brushing along my cheeks tenderly. for once I was the one with the wondering hands and I couldn’t seem to get enough of touching Derek’s bare skin as my fingertips brushed over his arms, his neck his shoulders, his chest. Derek muttered my name into my mouth as I licked the inside of his mouth savouring the taste of him. Derek's hands plunged into my hair grabbing fistfuls entwining his fingers. My fingers continued their relentless explorations across his broad chest down his flat stomach. Torn between a need to touch him like this and a desire to be pressed up close to him. My fingers found the edge of his snowy white towel and I toyed with it uncertainly for a moment before gripping it and savagely tugging pulling it free I flung the irritating material aside.

“Jessie.” Derek panted slightly as he broke our kiss for the first time. I leaned in closer and began planting light butterfly kisses on Derek’s nose to distract him as my hand slid down to touch him, as soon as my fingers bushed along him Derek’s knees seemed to wobble. “s**t Jess.” He said grabbing my shoulders for support. I smiled gripping him tight loving the way he grew beneath my fingers responding to my touch. Savouring my sudden ability to make him groan my hands began stroking at Derek my touches gentle and tentative at fist but quickly becoming more firm and deliberate as he went from panting into my neck to biting down on my shoulder. “Jessie.” He panted as his knees finally buckled and his grabbing my shoulders was the only thing keeping him upright. Quick as lightning his hands were under my bum and he lifted me up spinning around to pin my body between his and the wall. Pressing me even tighter as his hands began to roam once more. I felt my eyes drift closed and I moaned luxuriously as Derek’s wondering hands caused electricity to shoot though my entire body,

“ f**k I love touching you like this.” He muttered into my neck as I ran my hands though his hair. This wasn’t the fist time I found myself glad that Derek listened to me he grew his hair because he knew I liked it, the others kept their hair short as it was better for fighting, but I loved the his hair the smell and feel of it  Derek’s hands began to slide up under my t-shirt and I felt an unconscious sort of purr rumble in my chest as his fingertips tickled my skin. “I think I’m getting addicted to kissing you.” He muttered into my mouth, Unwelcome Darius’ words welled up from my memory: “Jessica I don’t understand what’s going on between you two so you can bet to hell Derek is f*****g confused too. And Jessica we are not passive creatures he is a wolf.” I bit my lip he was right nothing had changed I didn’t want Derek I mean I did right now but tomorrow? Next week? What about then? Darius was right I couldn’t keep doing this of course he didn’t understand I didn’t understand how he could have this effect on me but tuning up half naked and making in the hallway was hardly going to make things clearer.

“Derek.” I muttered breathlessly trying to rip my lips away from him as his fingers continued causing havoc to my senses. A small sort of scuffling noise caught my attention like a flicker of an image only half seen with the corner of you eye. I turned my eyes towards the sound and yelped, hitting Derek hard in the chest (Although this of course hurt my hand more than his chest) he looked up at me.

“what?” he asked breathlessly I jerked my eyes significantly and he growled as he saw Carl halfway out of his room frozen clearly stuck halfway between tying to decide whether to try and escape unnoticed or sneak himself back in to his room. “Fuck.” Derek snarled as he eased me down and began picking up his towel. I gave Carl a weak smile which he seemed too stunned to return as I mumbled,

“I had I mean … I… I better go.” I said sprinting down the stairs before Derek had even straightened up.

      I strode up into my room noisily and ran straight into the bathroom pulling Deans t-shirt over my head and flung it into the corner before I jumped into the shower and quickly began scrubbing at my skin savagely trying to again banish Derek’s smell from my skin. I rubbed myself dry quickly and pulled on a pair of jeans and a T-shirt which I had thrown in the laundry basket, but I wasn’t in the mood to care right now.

“Finally I was starting to think you’d got lost in there.” A sweet voice said as soon as I left my bathroom. Jamie smiled at me. “Thought you might want to talk.” He said lifting up a tub of Ben and Jerry’s and a single spoon. I felt a wide smile spread across my face, as I leapt on the bed next to him and grabbed the spoon.

“How did I ever get by without you?” he smiled

“You didn’t make out with Derek so you didn’t need me.” I glared at Jamie then instantly realised I should be denying that.

“I err… we I …I …I mean I.” Jamie beamed at my uncomfortable stammering, before he took pity on me and just interrupted my babbles,

“You marched right out of the house without a single word, looking slightly dishevelled. Two seconds later Derek stomps down the stairs naked and announces he is going for a run. About a minute after that Carl appears and begins battling to drink his way through the entire contents of our fridge.” (Like most guys who live together the contents of the fridge was an assortment of lagers and an out of date yoghurt). “So I thought you might.” He nodded at the Ben and Jerry’s as I chizzled out a spoonful. “Do you want to talk?”

“No.” I said gently resting my cheek on his shoulder with a sigh.

“Alright.” He said jiggling the ice cream tub under my nose I smiled and dug the spoon in again. Jamie was what Derek and I used to be he was just like a good girl pal with me despite the fact that he had to fight had to establish a position in the pack. But in this position Jamie knew what I needed – ICE CREAM.

“Look.” he said tentatively “I know you don’t want to talk but can you listen.” I sighed and dug my spoon into the ice cream again. “Jess you have change this.”

“What?”

“We all know about you and Derek and basically what I’m saying is you need to choose because he can’t take this forever.” I snarled as my head snapped up from his shoulder and I glared at him.

“Why today.” I snarled “why today does everyone suddenly know more than I do. Last week everybody wanted me to get with Derek now today everybody had just switched on me.”

“No Jess.” Jamie said actually looking a little hurt, “everybody would love that still what were saying is it’s got to be yes or no it can’t be both.”

“Well since everybody knows what is going on so much better than me.” I pushed myself up and strode to the door.

”Where are you going?” Jamie asked gently,

“To make some f*****g changes.” I snarled before walking back to Jamie for a second he flinched as though afraid I was going to hit him. But I shot my arm out and snagged the ice cream tub from him and silently walked out of the room seething as I tried to chisel the frozen ice cream out of the tub.

           I growled at the empty ice cream tub before I flung myself back in Darius’ study chair with a heavy sigh suddenly feeling exhausted. I rubbed my eyes with the heels of my hands gently.

“You’re up early again.” Darius said from his doorway. My head snapped up, “What have you been up to?” Darius asked a suspicious smile suddenly appearing.

“What?” I said innocently and then realised what had been making me look so suspicious I was beaming at Darius, no wonder he was suspicious.

“Your up to something.” He said with a sly sort of twisted smile.

“No I’m not.” I snapped childishly before my eyes flicked instinctively down to the computer screen I felt my heart suddenly beat again as I saw the screen was indeed blank.

“Hmm.” Darius said his tone clearly implying he of course didn’t believe me as his eyes also flicking down to his computer. I bit my lip desperately trying to remember if I had wiped the internet memory, but then I smiled realising that this was Darius the man who found working the kettle a challenge. “So why are you up so early?” he asked casually sauntering over and taking a seat on the opposite side of his desk. I turned my head to squint out of the window and was actually surprised to see a bright pink gold light was illuminating the sky outside; I had been online for hours. Well actually I had spent more than half that time freaking out about what I was planning on doing before I had actually gathered the courage to actually do it. But it was done now I was attempting to make some changes. I smiled at Darius,

“I thought this way I could maybe get a lesson in before breakfast since the house is going to be taking up a lot of my time over the next few months. Darius frowned as if he was still suspicious but after a moments contemplation he just smiled slightly and pushed himself up to his feet,

“Of course my little princess.” I narrowed by eyes slightly at the use of this name which he hadn’t used since I was five but decided not to comment as something in my chest hurt, so I let this slide and instead just walked over to Darius and followed him with a small smile.