The Fate of Our Hearts

Chapter 21 - Girlfriend?

Ren

Okay. So I know I promised myself I was going to take it slow and not go over to his house the very next day, but... here I am, mouth-to-mouth with him on his bed again. Oops.

His tongue is wrapped around mine, and his hands are playing across my chest. Strangely, he hasn't tried to round to third base yet, and I'm not sure why. Ryder tried the very first time he got me in a bed at a party and was always asking me to go down on him. I always felt weird about it, but Gio has me so pent up now, taking his time, making me wait, that it's strangely all I'm thinking about.

I decide to take the matter into my own hands—literally. Reaching my hand down, I unbutton his jeans and slowly pull his zipper down, and he stops kissing me for a second. It's so strange that I want to do this without being asked. I push on his shoulder, break his kiss, and move south, laying soft kisses down his torso. Suddenly, he sits up, stopping me.

"Wait!" he looks a bit panicked.

"What?" I ask with my hand still wrapped around him in his pants.

"Are you sure?" he asks, looking very unsure himself.

"Yeah," I reassure him. "I want to. Don't you want me to?"

He's making me unsure now.

"I do, it's just that..." his mouth hangs open like he's lost for more words. 

My eyebrows knit together. This isn't the reaction I thought he'd have.

"I'm Catholic," he finally blurts out.

"What?" I blink at him, very confused now. "What does that have to do with anything?"

He closes his eyes, looking frustrated that I don't know where he was going with that.

"Do you want me to stop? Are you feeling guilty or something?"

"No! Fuck no. I want you to. Like, so bad. But..." he hesitates again, and I think I can hear his heart pounding. "It's just that...shit. I'm uncircumcised."

I look quizzically at him. "So?"

"So, you don't think that's weird?" He looks at me with such vulnerability, then lowers his voice, "No one else I know is."

I'm not sure what to expect. It's not like I have a tone of experience; I've only ever seen one other up close, but I feel like I have to put his mind at ease.

I look him softly in the eyes. "Don't worry, I'll like it. I want to."

"Okay," he breathes, then turns his head away like he doesn't want to see my reaction. 

He might be nervous, but now I'm totally curious. 

♡♡♡

The sun is slinking its way off the floor and low onto the wall, turning a deep amber, getting close to sunset. The room is perfectly still and tranquil. We are lying on his bed, curled up into each other. 

I'm replaying the afternoon in my head, watching him experience bliss from what I did to him and then pleasuring me in return for what felt like ages.  As the afternoon slips away, it's blissful to just lie here in his arms.

"What time is it?" I finally ask.

"Um...." He sits up a bit to check the clock. I relax onto my back to look at him. "Five-fifteen. Dinner will be ready soon."