Title:          Carnivorous Whisper (5/?)
Authors:     Diane and Chris (aka Anja Lapp and Ginger LaFleur)
Rating:       NC-17
Summary:  Nina is taken to new heights by Dero...



I opened the door, only to find Dero standing there.  Hair dampened by the 
pummeling rain, eyes solemn as they peered through his dark hair to meet 
mine... Uncertain of his reasons for dropping by unannounced, I tried to 
maintain at least the appearance of being calm and collected, even though my 
heart felt as if it were trying to claw its way up my throat.  I felt 
nervous, intimidated by his sudden presence.  He leaned in to kiss me on the 
cheek, and I invited him into the apartment with a hand gesture.  He began to 
walk towards the couch, only to pause halfway to remove his wet jacket and 
drape it over the back of a chair.  As he sat himself down on the couch, I 
managed to find my voice and asked, "Can I get you anything?  A drink, maybe?"

"Yeah, I'll have some water.  Thanks," he answered, clearing his throat to 
speak.  As I walked to the kitchen, my mind was in turmoil, wondering about 
his quiet, reserved demeanor.  I hoped he wasn't disappointed with my sudden, 
wanton abandonment in front of the others last night.  It had been all I 
could think of the entire morning, as I'd analyzed my actions.  After a lot 
of introspection, I realized that what I had done had been driven by the ever 
present threat of Rebecca.  She was willing to do absolutely anything to 
please Dero and, even though I knew he had no interest in her, there were 
many more where she came from.  I had been afraid that he would find me 
boring and conservative by comparison, and reject me in favor of someone with 
less restraint.  I did have reservations when he had begun to untie my top, 
but they were quickly burned to ashes by the fire he had fanned into 
existence within me.  I had wanted nothing more than to please him and had 
let him lead me to that end.  I never realized that sex could be so 
incredible, so mind blowing, but even without previous experience, I knew 
that the heaven I had been delivered into was due to his talents as a lover.  
If what I had shared with him were comparable to the average act of sex, 
there would be no time for government, cities would never have been built, 
inventions would never have been thought of - the world would exist in a 
state of complete anarchy, but without war, for everyone would be too busy 
focusing on achieving orgasm.

I returned to the living room, to find Dero's slack body sunken into the 
couch - his head tilted back to rest along the top.  I found myself staring 
at him, tracing the outline of his profile, revelling in every minute detail. 
 Thinking about how beautiful he really was...  As I walked towards him, my 
awareness narrowed to the perspiration beaded on his forehead, his nose, that 
chin...  I had to catch myself just before walking into the coffee table.  
Hearing me approach, he lifted his head and extended a hand for the glass.  
"Thanks."

"You're welcome," I responded, feeling a thrill run through me at just the 
sound of his voice.

"Listen... I'm sorry about last night," he said, his words saturated with 
guilt.

"For what?" I asked, both surprised and confused.

"I know things got a little outta hand and I feel responsible."  He raised 
the glass to his lips and quickly took a sip.

"Dero, you didn't force me to do anything.  You may have been suggestive, but 
that's it.  If I truly didn't want to be a part of what happened, I wouldn't 
have been."  I rested my hand on his and squeezed gently.  "Do you regret 
last night?"  The words were out of my mouth before I even realized it, and I 
could feel my body grow tense as I awaited his response.

"Of course not - it was amazing.... Do you?" he asked, returning the grip of 
my hand.

"No, I do not.  I don't regret anything."

"What about your virginity?"  This time, his eyes drilled into mine as he 
waited for my answer.

"I don't regret a single thing."  I leaned into him and kissed his damp lips 
gently, almost hesitantly.  He wrapped his arms around my back and as he 
pressed himself into me, I could almost feel my breath being ironed out.  
Even as his sighed out in relief...

"I'm glad it was with you," I whispered softly - his clutch tightening with 
my words.  He slowly released me, enough for our eyes to meet, and brought 
his lips to mine.  The passion pouring from his mouth was indescribable.  
After our kisses, he brought my body down, to rest my head on his lap as his 
fingers brushed my hair.  We lost ourselves in each other, in the moment.  

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Before Dero left, he asked to see me later that evening.  He said he had a 
few errands to run, but that he wanted to end his day with me.  I blushed, 
overwhelmed by the sweetness of the thought, and couldn't wait to tell Eva.  
Which reminded me of the awkwardness we'd experienced before she went to 
work.  We had joked around about what had happened, before we retired for the 
night, but when we awoke this morning, reality broke over us like a cold 
wave.  We had shared a sexual encounter - a very explicit one, at that.  I 
just hoped that it wouldn't affect our friendship.  They did say that time 
forgives all and, being as I only had a little over two weeks left in 
Germany, I hoped that it would be fixed soon.

End of Chapter 5, part one