[Can love last for] .::one hundred years::. [Example Roleplay/Idea] by Bean_09

He came back in within two minutes, handing her her own clothes. "There you go. I didn't do anything to them; I promise," he chuckled. "If you want your privacy in getting dressed, I can leave," he offered.

Katarina chuckled. "Deryk, you've seen every part of me... Why would it bother me if I got dressed in front of you?" She chuckled and found her bra among her clothes, pulling it on.

"I didn't think it would. I was just trying to be polite," he said and kissed her lovingly before reaching for his boxers and putting them on, then his pants, and finally his shirt.

Kat smiled, sliding on her underwear then jeans. "Now, what would you say if I walked out to my car just like this?" She leaned over and kissed him before he got a change to say anything.

He kissed her back deeply. "Well, considering I have neighbors, I'd tell you to put a shirt on. If we were just by ourselves, I wouldn't mind at all," he chuckled.

Kat smiled, wrapping her arms around his neck. "Well, I guess I can handle that... For now that is..." She smirked and pulled away, sliding her shirt back on.

He chuckled and kissed her once she had her shirt back on. "Tell me when we should leave, love," he said, taking her hand.

Kat shrugged. "Despite the fact that this is a small-town, it's rush-hour which means that we should probably leave now so that we don't have to get stuck in traffic for too long. And besides.. Mom'll be ecstatic to see you again."

He smiled and kissed her lovingly. "Alright. Where did your shoes run off to," he wondered, looking around.

Kat smiled and wrapped her arms around his waist, still sitting on the bed, and pulled him back, kissing his neck. "Who cares?" She murmured against his skin.

He smiled and turned so he could kiss her back lovingly. "I've got to get you back home, baby," he murmured. "I don't want your parents being mad at me the first time I see you again," he stroked her cheek.

Kat sighed, nodding as she slid her legs around his waist as well. "Yeah, I guess... Well, you're staying the night whether you like it or not..." She smirked, kissing his cheek. "And my shoes are in the bathroom."

He smiled happily, holding her close and kissing her neck. "Honey, you just got dressed... You're making me want to take all of those clothes off," he murmured. "And I don't think it's a matter of whether I like it - trust me, I'd love it," he smiled and kissed her lips.

Kat sighed, unwrapping her legs from his waist. She sat up on her knees and kissed his cheek then slipped off the bed, her hands lingering on his sides as she disappeared out of the room to get her shoes.

Deryk slipped his own shoes on and went to find her, taking her hand in his. "Tonight," he whispered. "I'm not letting you go," he smiled and kissed her sweetly.

Kat smiled, lacing her finger with his. "I'll hold you to it, you know that right?" She smirked and kissed him as she slid into the bathroom, her flip-flops next to the tub.

"You can hold me any way you want," he chuckled and waited patiently for her to get her flip-flops on before he walked out with her. "Should we both take you car or take both of them," he asked curiously.

Kat smiled and slipped her flip-flops on then walked out, wrapping her arms around his neck. "We could take my car, but I guess it's really mostly up to you..."

He kissed her sweetly. "We can take my car. It gives you an excuse to come back," he winked and chuckled.

Kat smiled and kissed him, nodding. "Alright, we'll take your truck... Then I come back in the morning for my car? I like it.. Sounds totally sneaky."

He smiled and kissed her. "Sounds like a plan, love," he murmured, and opened the passenger door for her.

Kat smiled and slid into the truck. She'd always loved trucks. She'd wanted a truck for her 16th birthday, but her parents had gotten her the Benz instead, to try to impress the people at school. Why, she didn't know. She intended on selling or trading her car for a Jeep. Her mom and dad had already said it was okay.

Deryk smiled and held onto her hand as he drove with his left hand easily.

Kat smiled, resting her head on his shoulder while he drove. "I still can't believe you're back. I love it, absolutely..." She kissed his shoulder, closing her eyes.

He smiled and kissed her forehead. "I love it, too," he told her, squeezing her hand gently. Soon, he arrived at her house and parked. "You do still live here, don't you?" It was the house she lived in years ago.