"She's an angel" Rodrick heffley x black fem reader

6- Half virgins,🍋

Author's note: Ok, so this is the first smut of this fic, Please tell me if yall like it. I kinda dont like it but Im trying to keep my weekly posting streak. 

Content - Kissing, mutual masturbation, fingering and cleaning each other's fingers afterwards. 😊

It started at dinner with Susan asking Rodrick about how far he was into your book. You gave him a dirty look before he answered, so he wouldn't say anything stupid. He gave a simple yet detailed enough answer to let his mom know he was actually reading. That should have been the end of it, and it was until your brother made a comment.

"You guys really have a lot in common, huh." He says, laughing with Greg.

You both ignore the wave of agreement that comes from your parents after. The wave is followed by an automatic flood of memories. Which means you and Rodrick spend the rest of dinner having to go on a forced stroll down memory lane.

Back at the hotel, you were almost excited at the thought of being alone, specifically getting some sleep. On your way to, you see Rodrick, and decided to say goodnight, a show of good faith after ignoring during dinner. Too focused on trying to not remember awful days filled with wires and brackets.

It was a sweet conversation, talking over your shared embarrassment. Even though Rodrick insisted that you were more embarrassed than he was. It was an odd feeling, nostalgia. You didn't feel it in the restaurant, but you felt it now. Comforted by the past, the thought of a younger version of you living what were now memories.

As always, with nostalgia came the realization of how much time had passed. You found yourself distracted looking at Rodrick, you were realizing for the first time how different he was. How much older he was since you last saw him. Lost in thought, you hadn't been paying attention to Rodrick said. Not wanting to seem rude, you copy his action and laugh.

In your hotel room, you laid on the bed, conflicted. You weren't sure how it came up or why, but there was no avoiding it now. Rodrick knew you were a virgin, and apparently so was he. A no so very small part of your brain wished you'd been listening when he said it. You would have had time to deflect or at least not laugh.

Being a virgin was never something you were ashamed of. Embarrassed maybe, insecure sure but ashamed no. Plus it's not like it was by choice, if it were up to you that card would have been punched a while ago. Regardless of how you felt about it. The thought of Rodrick knowing how desperate you were to have sex was mortifying.

𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚞𝚙 ? -𝚛

𝚢𝚎𝚊... -𝚢/𝚗

𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛 -𝚛

Without thinking, you reply, saying you'd be over in five minutes. You didn't know what you were thinking when you pressed send. Obviously you weren't. Making your way to Rodrick hotel room you were nervous but more you were excited. You weren't completely clueless, you knew why Rodrick wanted you to come over. The thought of having your first time in such a spontaneous way took the pressure of planning away. Along with the thought that after this vacation, you wouldn't see Rodrick face to face for a very long time. You were certain you were ready.

Your hopes were quickly shot down. You wouldn't admit it because you thought it was obvious, but you wanted him to take the lead. If he was bold enough to bring up the fact that you were a virgin, he should be bold enough to do something about it.

"I'm actually kinda tired." You say through a fake yawn.

"You sure, Maybe we should read a little bit."

"Nah, I'm fine." You say, opening the door, Rodrick behind you.

"So you're just not gonna say it, are you?"