Coral Red ❤︎ [Brallon]

51.

Brendon's POV
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I watched as Dallon just stared at me for a bit, almost like he didn't know what to tell me. I cock my head a bit as I look up at him, shifting a little as he clears his throat.

"W-Well, baby, I don't wanna hurt you.. lube doesn't make it hurt as much, like I said," he replies, and I just keep my head cocked a bit as I run my hands over his shoulders gently.

"S-So would i-it h-hurt more if w-we didn't u-use it?" I question, and Dallon nods.

"Yeah, darling.. and especially since we haven't done this in a bit," he says, trailing off at the end, his voice going quiet as he talks. I pout a little. I didn't want it to hurt more, since it already stung a bit whenever we did it, even with the lube. So then without the lube would it be even worse than that?

I suddenly feel Dallon kiss my lips gently, and I melt into the kiss and I begin kissing back. It quickly became a bit heated but then Dallon ended up pulling away from me, much to my dismay.

"Baby, we can try.. but I really don't wanna hurt you. I want you to be comfortable," he says, and he kisses at my jaw gently.

I didn't know what I wanted to do. I really wanted to try it without the lube, but I also really didn't want it to hurt. I looked up to Dallon, and he definitely noticed the look of confusion on my face. He just sighs a little gently, and he kisses my forehead.

"Baby, we can try it without lube, but if I hurt you I want you to tell me the minute it happens, okay? I don't want you to hurt at all okay, so just make you tell me, okay?" He says, and I giggle a little at how careful he was being.

It meant a lot to me that he was really being this cautious, he had backtracked on almost everything, making sure I was okay with every little movement he made or anything that happened. I really did trust him again, of course I had that nagging in the back of my mind that told me not to trust him, but I ignored it and pushed it back, knowing my mind was just messing with me.

I felt Dallon's hands run up my body, before he took a hold of my hoodie, suddenly looking up at me almost as if he was asking for permission to slip it off. I nod a bit, and before I know it he's slipping the hoodie over my head. I shiver a bit as I feel the cold air hits my chest, but I quickly relax and moan a little as I feel Dallon place light kisses across my stomach, slowly trailing up to where my ribs were and so on.

I grip the sheets a little as I feel him start to make marks on my chest, and even at my hips as he kisses his way back down. His kisses really relaxed me, and they just felt nice too.

He lets his hands go over my thighs gently as he continues to plant his kisses over my body, only stopping every now and then so he could move somewhere else on me.

"Baby doll?" I hear him ask, and I nod a little, encouraging him to go on and ask what he had wanted to ask me. "May I take these off, sweetheart?" He asks me, and he gently runs his fingers along the waistline of my boxers. I nod once again, and he takes that as the okay to pull them off, chunking them somewhere in the room before he goes back to kissing at my thighs.

After a bit he sits up, settling himself in between my legs as he leans down and kisses my cheeks gently.

"Baby, I want you to take my hand. If I hurt you too much I want you to squeeze my hand tightly, alright?" He asks, and I feel him intertwine our fingers together as he holds my hand, and I nod gently understanding what he was asking me to do.

He gently pushed my legs further apart, peppering kisses along my inner thighs again as he lined himself up, something that caused me to gasp a little, and he looked at me. I shake my head, encouraging him to continue what he was doing.