A Little Time to Get to You

the first time

mature!
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When I answer the door, Ricky steps through the doorway and immediately takes me in his arms, leaning in to kiss me slowly. There's no rush and he knows it, taking his time as he presses his hand into my back and pulls me dizzyingly closer. I take in a shuddery breath and nearly melt against him when I feel him nibble on my bottom lip and I pull away from him, dazed.

"Um inside?" I point dumbly and he smiles, intertwining our hands. "Lead the way."

"So I uh, I ordered pizza before you got here so that should be here soon. And then we can watch a movie? We can watch down here or... I charged my laptop so we can watch it upstairs if we're going for comfort factor but I um-" I trail off nervously as Ricky takes off his jacket, resting it on the staircase banister before turning to where I stood in the middle of the living room.

Ricky walks over to me and runs his hands gently up and down my arms, ducking down so that he can meet my gaze. "You okay Nins? You seem a little anxious." Ricky says, his thumbs rubbing at the fabric covering my upper arms.

"Mhm, yeah I'm good." I say and Ricky doesn't look convinced.

Silently, I scold myself for being so uptight. This was Ricky. He's safe.

Leaning in tentatively, I press my lips against his. He doesn't respond right away, as if he's trying to make sure I'm comfortable and initiating it, but when I press harder into him, his arms circle my waist and he opens his mouth for me.

He's gentle but eliciting a passion that makes me weak in the knees, and I'd be lying if I said I didn't want to know where this was going to go... so I decide to pull away.

"The pizza's going to be here soon" I remind him, and sure enough, the doorbell rings and I give Ricky a proud expression. "I'm clairvoyant." I tell him, wiggling my eyebrows and he laughs, throwing his head back and shaking his head. "Uh huh okay, does your clairvoyance tell you anything about my hunger? Because it's present and the pizza dude is just standing at our door." Ricky tells me, moving to plop down on the couch.

Rolling my eyes at his dramatics, I reach for the money I had already laid out on the coffee table and I proceed to the door to retrieve our dinner.

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Ricky groans, stretching out before sliding his body down on my bed so that he's laying directly on his back, no longer able to view the computer screen that we had propped up on a few pillows. I do the same, yawning as the credits role on the third movie of the night. Ricky turns his head and gives me a lazy smile. "Was that a good enough marathon for the first night?" He asks and I smile, giving him a tired nod. "I think we hit all the good ones and we've still got an entire weekend." I say and he grins before stretching his arms up.

"I'm gonna run to the bathroom real quick. Do you need anything babe?" He asks, sitting up on the bed. I shake my head and give him a smile before I watch him get up, shut my computer and put it on my desk before heading to the bathroom connected to my room.

I kick off the pillows that were still stacked on the mattress and for a change of position, I roll onto my side and close my eyes.

I hear Ricky walk back into my room before the bed dips and I open my eyes to see him laying in the same position as me. He smiles, a hand coming out to brush my hair back from my face. "You tired?" He asks and I shrug, scooting a little closer to hm. "Sorta but then like not really." I say, earning a laugh from him.

His fingers trail over my cheek before his hand moves to my shoulder, massaging gently. I close my eyes again, the feeling so wonderful that I just wanted to revel in it, and pretty soon his hand is traveling down to my upper arm, squeezing gently before trailing all the way down to my waist.