Dawn-Chloe and Derek

The sunlight filtered through the blinds, my eyes heavy from sleep. My mind was taking time to register everything around me. I knew I was in a hotel, the one we checked into just last night. Then I noticed I wasn't alone in the room.

"Morning." He said, sitting on the edge of the bed near me, rubbing his thumb along my jaw line. I sat up, fisted my hand into his shirt, and pulled him down into my lips. That definitely woke me up.

"Morning." I sighed, our lips only an inch a part. "Now, tell me why you're in my room." He pulled away and taking his warmth with him, frowning.

"Am I not supposed to be in here? Am I not allowed?" He asked, an edge of hurt joining his words. He was giving me the look. See what you did now, Idiot? Apologize and do it fast. I told the voice to shut up.

"It's not that I don't want you in here!" I said quickly, then blushing at my wording. "I mean, what i-if Aunt L-l-lauren found you in here…on the b-bed. S-s-she be a-a bit upse-e-et." I heard him chuckle, the sound rumbling from his chest. A piece of hair fell into his face and my hand instantly shot out the brush it aside. My hand slid down to Derek's cheek, his acne completely gone when he finally made it through the Change. I think he was glad it was, though we never discussed it. I pressed my lips to his other cheek, inhaling his scent into my lungs. I could feel him smiling next to me. I felt my heart jumping around in my chest.

"Derek? Chloe? You in there?" We jumped a foot away from each other as Mr. Bae came in.

"Hi, Mr. Bae." I said, trying everything to get rid of my blush. There was a bemused look at Derek, who was also blushing like crazy.

"Did I interrupt something?" He asked, a hint of a smile aimed at Derek.

"Nothing important." Derek mumbled.

"Right…" Mr. Bae scratch the back of his neck and was heading back out when he turned around to look at us.

"Yes?" Derek asked impatiently.

"Clothes stay on, you two." Was his departing words. He locked the door behind him, leaving Derek and me gaping at his words.

"It's the crawl space all over again." I moaned, forcing my sleeping legs to go around the bed to the bathroom. I quickly brushed my teeth and ran a comb through my hair before emerging again.
Derek stood outside the door, looking massive next to me. His lips attacked mine, his arms pinning me to the wall. My hands went for his neck while he slid his arms down to my waist, our lips never breaking contact. When we did, it was to breathe. I tried to make myself comfortable against the wall, with no luck. Derek saw this and dragged me over to the desk in between the beds. He lifted and sat me on it, quickly capturing my lips again. That's all I could feel, his lips moving against mine, his tongue flicking out to lick my lips and slowly entering my mouth. I added my tongue to the equation and they battle for dominance, his winning and continuing to explore my mouth. A moaned escaped from me when he pulled me to him, our bodies pressed together so tightly that our heartbeats seemed joined. Derek tangled his fingers into my blonde tresses(got the dye out!) while his other hand dipped dangerously down toward my shirt hem. It stayed at the middle of stomach as we broke apart for air. I twitched my eyes open and stared into his green, green eyes. I absently ran my hand down his arm, feeling the muscles under the skin until I got to his wrist, his hand clutching my outer thigh. The other hand let go of my hair and laid on the wall, allowing Derek to lean over me. I tilted my head up to his lips again but he shook his head.

"The others will be back soon." He said breathlessly. My eyes pleaded with him.

"More…" I whispered. He gave in.