Darian hated the idea of wasting his day helping someone move into their new apartment. Hated the fact it made him feel like a pack mule. Hated that he'd probably be paid in pizza and cheap beer. He could be at practice instead.
"Gosh, Darian, you are a lifesaver, do you know that?"
But her voice ran through his ears like a sweet siren's call. Luring him to her and her will.
"Ah, I had nothin better to do." He drawled and gave her a wink.
A lie, but if it made her happy, he'd gladly be Mr. Fib.
Her apartment was small, her bedroom had enough for a bed, nothing more. Her living room could fit a loveseat, coffee table and TV, nothing more. The kitchen didn't have a lick of counter space. She didn't seem to mind.
He watched as her eyes lit up as she spun around, her pet cat in her hands, the poor thing looks less than thrilled to be spun judging from its narrowed eyes.
"You should put that thing down, darlin' she might get dizzy." It's not like Darian to overtly care for cats but he'd be equally pissed if he was in the cat's position.
"Sorry, baby girl!" The cat was placed gently on the floor, she ran off to hide in the closet-sized bathroom.
Despite feeling like a pack mule, there wasn't a whole lot to move in, no space anyways. The love seat was easy enough, shocked she could handle going up the stairs with it. Double shocked she hauled the mattress up on her own as well.
Valerie was 5'5 at the most, tiny compared to Darian's 6'2 frame.
"Just a few more boxes, Darian and we are done!" She clapped her hands together, her bright smile reached her ears, her eyes lit up and softened as she looked up at him.
Darian felt his heart tug and he bit his lip to hide his smile, 'fuck, she is something else.' Darian cleared his throat, "Yeah, then you owe me some beer and pizza...I guess."
Her hand grabbed onto the back of his arm, she squeezed, causing him to flex in response. "Just some beer and pizza, gotcha!"
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The neighbours were pushy. Some might call them friendly but the questions they were asking had Darian feeling some kind of way.
One lady in particular seemed to hold them verbally hostage,
"Oh, what a cute new couple moving in! George! come meet the new couple!"
Awkward would be an understatement as Darian held the final and box in his hand as you made small talk with the old lady.
"Couple, uhm, well we-"
She cut Valerie off with a wide grin and jubilation to her voice,
"It's so cute to see such a young couple strike it on their own! Oh, it takes me back!"
Despite his urge to throw Valerie over his shoulder and hall her upstairs, he did the gentlemanly thing but attempting to make small talk, "Yeah, you know we just figured to give our mom's and dad's a break and get out of their hair," He looked down at Valerie with a cheeky smile on his face.
"Well, isn't that sweet!" The old lady placed a hand over her heart, "I can't believe your parents would allow you both to move in together despite not being married! Well, what do I know, you kids these days sure do things differently."
"Yeah, we plan on eloping." Valerie giggled as the old lady gasped in a mix of shock and delight while Darian grunted, wide-eyed at Valerie.
He fought back a groan. Eloping. 'Fuck I wouldn't mind that.' He thought to himself. His mind quickly raced to a few images. Valerie, under him, her tits bouncing as he fucks her tight cunt. Valerie from behind, getting fucked while he shoves his thumb in her ass. With a pretty ring on her finger...
Another image, recent, of Valerie in her bikini at the lake. The flimsy yellow material did a poor job of covering her perky tits. Nipples poking through the thin fabric. Darian wanted to latch his mouth around one and pinch the other. Bite and suckle on her as he finger fucked her.
"Well, I'll be!" The old lady turned, "George, hurry up and meet the young couple! They plan on eloping!"
Darian gathered himself and loomed over Valerie, a quick nudge to her shoulder and she began walking.
"We gotta go, we'll, uh, meet George later, her cat's been shitting up a storm so we gotta go check on her." Darian flashed a smile that didn't reach his eyes.
The old lady nodded and continued, "Oh, our cat has been there too. Poor little things often get bowel problems. I know!" She clapped her hands together, "Let George and I helped!"
'Of for fuck sakes' Darian cut in, "Look, Lady, we gotta go, we'll stop by later."
Darian pushed Valerie towards the stairs, not letting her get in a proper goodbye as she stumbled.
"Darian," She whispered, a sharp edge to her voice, "That was rude!"
"Ah, she wasn't gonna shut up," Darian chuckled, "and to be nice, we'll talk to em later."
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"Beer and pizza and some edibles!" Darian held up a beer and the gummy.
