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My bladder reports. Shit. I need to go to the toilet urgently. I blinked slowly. I wasn't in my room. I frantically opened my eyes and looked around. Everything was kept very simple in white, gray or black. In general, there was only a large closet, a desk, a chest of drawers with a television and the bed in which I lay in this room. There were also two doors. Where am I?

I wanted to get up, but something or someone pulled me back. I looked at my stomach in confusion. Two arms held me tight. Confused, I followed the poor to a torso and a figure behind me. derek He snuggled up to me and held me protectively. He seemed sound asleep.

The way he was lying there was just super cute. I wanted to get up, but he unconsciously pulled me towards him. Then he held me even tighter than before, like he was afraid I was going to leave him. I would never leave him. I will always stay with him no matter what. I finally know that I need him and that he needs me. We belong together and only together can we exist. And it took me so long as an idiot to understand that.

I tried to turn to him as best I could. Now I could look him in the face. A few strands of hair fell in his face. I gently brushed it off his face. My fingertips tingled as I touched skin. He immediately pulled me closer to him. We were only a few centimeters apart. I put my head closer to him. His hot breath hit my lips. Oh God. I think I'm going to faint. If I were to stand now, my knees would have given out long ago. I pushed my lower jaw forward a bit. And right now my bladder came back. Great timing. Real. Really great.

"Derek?" I said calmly. I had to.

"Just five minutes." he murmurs barely audibly. Really now. But I can't stand five more minutes.

"Please Derek. I have to go to the bathroom." I said quickly. He still didn't seem to let go of me though. Arr. Then a plan came to me.

"Derek." I said seductively. He said nothing and went on sleeping. Or so he pretended. I knew perfectly well that he was awake and just trying to annoy me. That ass. I approached his face and kissed his cheek. Everything in me tingled. Oh God. how i love this feeling A purr or growl - couldn't quite be interpreted - escaped him. His grip loosened slightly. I continued to kiss his cheek. Again and again. Slowly towards the corner of the mouth. Almost at the corners of his mouth, he loosened his grip so much that I reluctantly let go of him and jumped up quickly.

I almost ran to one of the two doors in his room. The bathroom was the first. I slipped in and locked up.

"That gives revenge." Derek said angrily from outside. I had to laugh a little. He was just so cute. After going to the toilet, I looked at myself in the mirror. Oh God. how i looked My makeup was smudged and my hair was sticking out in all directions. My clothes were all wrinkled and heavily carved. whatever Thank God today was Saturday and I didn't have to go to school. I slipped out of the bathroom into derek's room. He was still in bed. But as I entered the room, his eyes widened and regarded me.

"Hey, um. Could I wear some of yours or can you take me home to change?" I asked shyly. He looked at me with a grin and got up. He went to his closet and took out a few things.

"You really don't think I'll let you go now." he smiled and came towards me. He gave me a loving kiss on my forehead and I hugged him lovingly. After a few minutes we broke up and he handed me oversized jogging pants and a t-shirt.

"Um. I'd like to take a shower. Is that okay?" I asked shyly. He laughed softly and hugged me briefly.

"You don't have to ask. You can take everything here and do what you want." he said and let me go again. I nodded uncertainly and walked to the bathroom door. "But taking a shower sounds interesting. Can I come with you?" he said laughing. I looked at him witheringly. He gave me a pouty look, which made me sigh.

"Someday." I uttered and could see his eyes light up. Did I seriously just say that? What is wrong with me? Oh God. When he looked at me like that I just couldn't help it... Argg. The idiot takes full advantage of that.

I quickly slipped into the bathroom and stood in the shower. The warm water spattered onto my body. Everything in me relaxed. All thoughts were washed away. Ah. i love showering That always relaxes me. I enjoyed the warm water for a while until I took one of the shower gels and opened it. It smelled like Derek. That lovely smell. I took it and washed myself with it. Now I smell like him. I had to smile at the thought.

I unintentionally got out of the shower. Again I looked at myself in the mirror. My wet hair fell flat on my shoulder and brushed against my face. The smudged make-up was mostly gone, only a couple of spots from the eyeliner could be seen. Oh God. It was only now that I realized that Derek had seen me like that. He must have thought I was ugly. From the looks of me, it wouldn't be surprising. Oh god this is embarrassing.

I quickly put on his much too big clothes. The jogging pants kept falling down. The t-shirt was too big, but totally comfortable and smelled like him. I held it to my nose and breathed in the great smell. Ahh. That's the way to live. I took my pants off because they kept falling down.

I slowly walked out of the bathroom. Derek was sitting on the bed playing on his cell phone. I closed the door quietly, but Derek looked up. fuck He looked at me with wide eyes. Did I look that awful? Oh God. This is so embarrassing.

"My clothes suit you." his eyes scanned me from top to bottom. And right at my legs he got stuck with his eyes. "Why aren't you wearing any pants? Not that I don't even like you better." he said and grinned at me. Thank goodness the t-shirt almost reached my knees, which was no wonder. I was just a little taller than 1.60, whereas he was around 1.90. A real giant.

"It's too big." I said shortly. His eyes were still on me. It made me so nervous. I wasn't uncomfortable, it was more of an insecurity. I was afraid of not pleasing him. There are so many more beautiful and thinner women than me that it made me feel insecure over and over again.

He slowly got up and went to his closet. There he dug out a pair of boxer shorts and threw them to me. I quickly put them on. Derek's eyes never left me unguarded for a second. He came towards me, which made me even more nervous. His proximity always has such an explosive effect on me. Everything in me is going crazy. My heart is beating too fast. My breathing is irregular. I'm getting more nervous. I can never look him in the eye, I'm so nervous. It is particularly extreme when he looks at me so intensely and slowly approaches me.

He kept getting closer. I thought he was going to hug me, but I thought wrong. He suddenly picked me up and carefully threw me over his shoulder and left his room. what is he up to?

"Derek? Derek. Put me down. Now." I yelled and slapped his back. I could have hit him harder, but I was afraid of hurting him. He probably didn't even feel my 'tender' punches. His back vibrated. He always has something to laugh about. Where is he taking me?