I wrote a fic.
Her voice was nervous, unsure.
“Don’t be, I’m not going to do anything to you. I promised I wouldn’t do harm or say a word to anyone.”
I reached my hand to the top of my pants, my fingers reaching down into the clothing as I began to wiggle from their grasp. It’d been awhile, actually a long time since I’d first made my connection with the girl who anxiously seated herself on my bed. She’d played hard to get, victim to be precise, and it wasn’t but a day or two ago had she finally given in and realized that I wasn’t as creepy as she’d thought.
“Is everything off?” I took a moment to glimpse at her, my hands still working away at my lower clothing. She looked back to me, her chocolate gaze peeking through the dark and frosted with a tint of lust that was seemingly trying to hide behind a shy demeanor.
I swallowed the small lump in my throat and with one last turn of my legs, brought myself from the pants I wore. In all honesty, in all truth, I was just about as scared as she was. What if I messed up? What if she didn’t like it? If I blew this, if I screwed up..I don’t think I would ever be able to live with myself. This was a one time chance with a girl my heart throbbed for. Any wrong move and it would be over.
Relax, it’s going to be alright!!
The voice in my head, the flamboyant chirp. My conscience, he was here with me, ushering me to go on, to do right. Funny how that worked. The good, more pleasant side of me helping myself in a pep talk to indulge in behavior that was frowned upon by the older population. Ha.
I would hope it would be. I don’t want to mess this up.
You’re not going to, just try not to focus on it!!
”A-are you ready?”
Her voice piped up, shaky and questioning. Embarrassing. She’d caught me in the midst of conversing with myself. Damn Aito. He should have kept quiet. I didn’t need anyone to coach me. I could do this myself.
My tone lowering, I turned myself to face the woman who was now sitting on the edge of the bed, curiosity piquing up at me. She was so beautiful, so adorable and in so many ways. How I, of all people, was the man who earned this night with her, I can’t figure out- though I am very grateful.
I leaned towards her, my hands eagerly reaching forward to run padded fingertips against the soft of her flesh. She moved below me, shying away from my touch before relaxing herself a bit and allowing our contact to once again, come in good terms. I couldn’t help but smile and bring my lips up against the side of her face in a brisk kiss.
“It’s okay, Denko. You don’t need to be..scared.”
Bringing one of my hands from where I had first touched her, I further extended my motives and slipped fingers between her legs. She stiffened for a moment, her breath coming out fast and unsteady. I paid no mind, nor any attention to this.
”..It won’t hurt..”
I began to push her thighs apart and bringing my body closer to hers. Her skin was warm, radiating heat. She gasped, turned herself and as she faced me, I couldn’t help but blush at the feeling of our chests bumping against each other.
That’s all I have so far! u3u.
Maybe I will write more later..but I don’t know!!
Thanks for reading if you did!