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After years of pushing your feelings and desires aside for the sake of each other, you and Derek were finally in a relationship.
It felt like it was meant to be with how well you fit together in each other's lives, and with how easy it was to go from friends to lovers.
It wasn't long before decisions and plans were made and soon enough you and Derek were set to move in together.
Your house would now become a home for two.
But for now, you had taken a short break from work to help your boyfriend pack up.
He may not be taking any of the furniture with him but all trinkets, books, workout equipment and even more trinkets had to be carefully packed.
It was going to take all day and part of the next to get everything ready to move.
The sun was just done rising when you got to Derek's apartment, and after breakfast and a short talk over the logistics, with boxes and bags at the ready you got to work.
You managed to tackle the living room and the spare room by lunchtime and a break was called.
Sitting on the couch with Derek you couldn't stop thinking about how greatly everything was coming together.
Buzzing with excitement, you turned around to make a comment to Derek but the words got stuck in your throat when you noticed the way he was looking at you.
His eyes were fixated on you, a half smile on his face as he took you in. The love and reverence in his eyes was overwhelming in the best way possible. Almost like he was in awe of the fact that you were there, with him.
But there was something else in his eyes, something deep that had remained hidden but was now a familiar spark, just waiting to be ignited.
You knew that look, it was the same one he had when you came back after that evening on the boardwalk.
He wanted you.
And you wanted him too.
Really, after 10 years of denying yourselves, was it that much of a surprise that you could barely keep your hands off each other?
It was easy to see the desire was mutual and in the next few seconds after you found yourself straddling Derek's lap with your arms around his neck.
Kissing everywhere you could reach while he did the same, his hands eagerly exploring your body and soon enough your dress was on the floor and his lips had found your cleavage. Slow, long kisses to the entirety of your chest, worshiping every speck of skin available.
Not wearing a bra with your sundress was the best idea you had today.
Derek was indulging in the feeling of your everything, the taste of your skin, the sound of your breathless moans and the way your hips moved over his lap.
He finally paid attention to your breast, the sight of them beckoning him to take them in his mouth, licks, sucks and slight bites rewarded him with more moans from you and an increase in the speed of your hips.
No words needed to be said for both of you to know.
You wanted mo-
The doorbell rang interrupting it all, exuberant voices could be heard behind the door, voices that were as familiar to you as your own.
A message in Dereks' forgotten phone saying Nico and Jorge were here to help him pack up.
Both of you scrambled to put your clothes back on and in record time you were decent enough to open the door.
At least this time you could blame the breathlessness and red faces on the heavy lifting you were doing.