[She can relax. She can totally relax. Honestly, having him right there was helping, his breath hot in her ear. She braces herself for his entrance, feeling him pressing against her, warm and ready.
She bites into his shoulder, dropping her head against it as he slides himself in, and she's trying not to tighten up. Breathing helps, and then suddenly- he's in her. He's in her, and she is having sex. She just lost her virginity and it feels so stupidly right to have someone inside of her, on top of her.
With renewed passion, she kisses him again, threading her fingers through his hair and pulling him closer. Slowly, she starts to raise her hips to meet his, building into a steady rhythm. She'd seen this on TV, she knew what she was doing. Her body did, because it was made for this. her human body, doing one of the most basic of all things.
Once, she though losing her virginity would be soft and smooth. There would be candles and rose petals and soft music playing. Now, she had her nails digging into John's back, biting him even as she kissed him. This was right. And she wanted more.
She moans his name heavy in his ear, followed by the hungry:] more...
[She couldn't stay still. She needed this, needed to feel him filling her deeper, touching her where no one else had. Where Bobby Drake would never be able to go. Because he made his choices. And now, she'd made hers.]
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Date: 2015-09-29 07:00 pm (UTC)She bites into his shoulder, dropping her head against it as he slides himself in, and she's trying not to tighten up. Breathing helps, and then suddenly- he's in her. He's in her, and she is having sex. She just lost her virginity and it feels so stupidly right to have someone inside of her, on top of her.
With renewed passion, she kisses him again, threading her fingers through his hair and pulling him closer. Slowly, she starts to raise her hips to meet his, building into a steady rhythm. She'd seen this on TV, she knew what she was doing. Her body did, because it was made for this. her human body, doing one of the most basic of all things.
Once, she though losing her virginity would be soft and smooth. There would be candles and rose petals and soft music playing. Now, she had her nails digging into John's back, biting him even as she kissed him. This was right. And she wanted more.
She moans his name heavy in his ear, followed by the hungry:] more...
[She couldn't stay still. She needed this, needed to feel him filling her deeper, touching her where no one else had. Where Bobby Drake would never be able to go. Because he made his choices. And now, she'd made hers.]