Do you know the feeling of doing something for the first time and having the sensation of doing it completely wrong? Well, take the pop corns then.
The deal was easy: meeting at Eddy's apartment, having sex and leaving without staying the night. Cool.
On paper it was easy and pretty functional, but in reality, things were a little different.
Just put together two traumatised men, one with zero experience and the other out of training for so many years, and an awkward situation that brought them together despite their will. In a word? Disaster.
They agreed that their encounters should have been the only interaction, other than the medical visits, and that if someone asked, only the hospitalization was the only experience that they ever shared together.
No dinner, no sleep, no cuddle, just sex and fulfilling the need of it, stop.
As Brett approached the door, he felt for the first time that their deal was becoming reality, and despite being him the one that asked in the first place, he was fucking nervous and on the verge of regrets.
Eddy: "Oh you're here, welcome"
He said awkwardly as the short man made his way into the living room.
Brett: "T-thank you"
He answered in the same awkward way
Eddy: "So...should we head to the bedroom?"
He asked closing the door and avoiding to look at the man. It was clear that they both wanted this really much but they both had a layer of embarrassment.
Brett: "Sure"
It was like in a manual: Eddy took Brett's coat and lead him to the bedroom; they both sat down on the bed, fidgeting with their fingers in the wait of not knowing what to do.
Eddy: "Hem...do you want me to remove your clothes or you prefer doing it yourself?"
It was like Brett was suspended over a chair made out of needles and this last question dropped him right onto them. He jumped off the bed starting to fidget even more with his sleeves and with his toes.
Eddy: "Is there something wrong?"
Brett: "J-just...do as you always do, please..."
He chocked out avoiding Eddy's gaze
Eddy: "I-I don't want to..."
He stood up and stopped right in front of Brett
Eddy: "I want this to be unrelated to every past experience...completely new...not just the person I'm making this with"
He admitted lifting Brett's chin with two fingers
Brett: "Surely experience does help..."
He stuttered trying to find a thing to look at that was not Eddy's face.
Eddy: "This is not entirely true...sometimes it's just beautiful get to discover each other...w-why don't you take the lead?"
Brett's head snapped in his direction with wide open eyes.
Brett: "M-me?"
Eddy: "Sure..."
Brett: "What do...what do I do?"
Eddy: "Everything you want"
It was clear at this point that Brett was both at a loss of words and that he had zero ideas of what to do.
Eddy: "I bet you're experiencing for the first time in your life sex drive and desires. Try to give them space..."
Finally, a glimpse of something crossed Brett's eyes, like asking Eddy if he was really allowed. A shy hand landed on the taller chest as Brett concentrated to his maximum in scanning the place where his fingers were caressing the taller's chest.
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FanficTwo destroied hands, an omega and an alpha. Omegaverse in which Eddy is a doctor and Brett really needs hands reconstruction Written 16/11/2021 Published bewteen 17/02/2023-06/10/2023 (Just to clarify since I know it's not the same in every country...