"Y/n!" You hear someone screaming from behind you. "Y/n! Wait for me!" It's Gilbert Blythe. You turn around, he's out of breath. "What do you want?" You ask. "I- I just wanted to know where you're going." He says, with a nervous look on his face. "Just leave me alone, Gilbert." You say, you turn around and continue walking home. He keeps on following you, without saying a word. After a few minutes, you two enter the woods. It's an awkward situation, you're both too shy to say anything. You start walking faster, and faster, you just wanna go home. All you think about is Gilbert, but you can't, because the last thing you should be worrying about is him. You were worrying too much, that you didn't see that tree trunk, and you trip. "Y/n! Are you okay?" Gilbert says, out of breath, again. He looks you in the eyes, concerned. "No- No- I'm fine, I really am." You say, trying to stand up. But he stops you. "Let me carry you home." And he picks you up like you're a feather. You can feel his biceps. Oh my Lord, he's strong as hell. You look him in the eyes, and a smirk appears on you're face. You're trying to hold it back, but you just can't. It won't go away. He sees it, and stops walking. He looks at you, like you're the most beautiful thing he has ever seen. "Damn y/n, you're so beautiful." He says with a smirk on his face. He does a thing you would never expect to happen. He kissed you. His lips are as soft as a silk pillow, and they smell like september vanilla. It feels so good, your muscles get weaker. He stops for a moment, looking into your eyes. He kisses you again, but this time, with more passion, more movement, more touching. He walks deep into the woods, with you in his arms, laying you on the grass and moss. He's on top of you now, and kisses you on your neck, going more down to your breasts, and starts undoing the buttons of your dress on your back. He takes of your dress, and stares at your body. "Wow." He says, admired by your looks. He continues kissing you, while undressing himself as well. You see his six pack, so beautiful. He ends up kissing you close to your underwear, and takes it off. You gasp. He kisses you on your lips, your legs, and everything else down there. He licks it, sucks it, kisses it again, and looks up at you. You nod, because you know what's going to happen now. He takes of his trousers, and his underwear. Oh my goodness, that thing- That thing is big. He gets on top of you, while kissing you from the bottom to the top. He smiles at you, and puts it inside. You gasp, it feels so good, but bad at the same time. He starts moving, and his breaths are getting louder, and heavier. You start breathing heavier, and you start making noises, you can't help it. You hold his back, so muscular. He kisses you, on your mouth, your chin, in your neck, and on your breasts. He goes down to your lips, licks two fingers, and puts them in, it feels like heaven, and you start breathing heavier again. He starts licking your clit. You feel his tongue make circles, and it's the best thing you've ever felt in your entire life. He takes his fingers out, licks it, and starts kissing you on your belly, your chest, and again, your lips. He puts it inside again, while asking: "Does it feel good, y/n?" You nod, while moaning again. He starts moving faster, and breathing heavier, and louder. "God y/n." He moans, in a deep, attractive voice. You feel the tension inside your body building up, and eventually all your muscles inside your body pull together. It's getting dark, and Gilbert lays next to you, while watching the stars. "God y/n. The. Best. Thing. I've. Ever. Felt." He says, still breathing pretty heavy. You look at him, while kissing his breast. He puts his arm around you, pulling you closer. "We should do this more often, y/n. It was incredible." He says. You fall asleep, into his arms. The arms of Gilbert Blythe.
