Info - Timothée's POV, couple that hasn't had sex, reader worried about how genitals look, oral (Fem receiving, nickname for Timmy, sex mattering a lot to Timmy
"Y-you wanna have sex?" She asked.
"At some point. It doesn't have to be today," I said hurriedly. "I just need to know it's on the table, because uh, it's an important part of a relationship for me."
"Yeah, I remember you saying that," she said trailing off.
"So yeah," I said rubbing the back of my neck. A long and definitely awkward silence stretched before us.
"It's ugly," she whispered.
"What?" I asked because I truly hadn't heard what she'd said.
"It's so ugly," she said with a shuddering breath.
"What is?" I asked in confusion.
"My, my-," she broke off and began to sob. I finally understood what she meant.
I gathered her into my arms and kissed every inch of her face.
"No, no, no, you're beautiful. I'm sure your pussy is lovely too," I said, pulling her onto my lap.
"I-I don't know what to say," she said, weeping into my shoulder.
"Are you sure you want to see it?" She whispered after a few moments.
"If you're comfortable," I said but I think she saw the excitement in my eyes. She got up, biting her lip nervously. She slowly removed her skirt. She was in a cute pair of boy shorts. I licked my lips and I think that spurred her on.
"Lay me down?" She asked. I grabbed her around her waist and picked her up. I laid her down on my couch.
"Me or you?" I asked, placing my finger on the waistband.
"You," she said. She avoided me as I tried to meet her eyes as I pulled her panties down. I looked down and let out a string of curses.
"What?" She whined and squirmed.
"You're perfect," I said, feeling my heart hammering in my chest. She was so pretty.
"Y-you really think so?" She asked.
"Just let me show you," I begged. She thought for a moment.
"O-okay," she agreed.
"Thank you!" I gasped with need. I kissed her heat. She made a noise of happiness. I kissed her pussy over and over, I couldn't get enough.
"Oh, so tender," I said with a lick to each lip.
"Oh, my Timmy," she sighed. "Timothée Hal."
I shivered at the nickname. She called me it often. She always said it reverently, like a prayer, like a blessing. It had never sounded so lovely.
"Darling," I breathed. I kissed her cunt.
"You're so beautiful, so soft and wet. Oh, and your smell, I know your taste must be twice as good," I purred.
"Y-you really mean that?" She asked worriedly.
"Oh darling."
"Timothée Hal."
"If you give me the chance, just a chance to taste, I'll show you," I promised.
"You can taste me," she whispered.
I slowly, slowly, dragged my tongue through her nectary pussy. She was whining and I swallowed with my eyes shut.
"Oh, just your taste could make me explode," I gasped.
"M-more, please more," she asked. She didn't need to twice. I dove into her pussy, going wilder than I ever had. I was feasting in the most passionate way I could, to prove where my loyalties lied. I gulped and lapped and sucked and moaned.
"Oh, Timothée, my Timothée Hal, feels so good! It's amazing!" She said, more loudly than I thought she meant to be. She was arching up into me and I saw that as a good sign. I pulled back and blew air on her wetness and she whimpered.
"Mmmm, your juice, your taste, fuck," I sighed into her pussy. I laved and laved. "You're perfection."
"Oh," she arched further into my mouth. "I'm close."
"I could eat you for days. For days I swear it," I promised. I grabbed handfuls of her ass and brought her closer than she'd every been. I wanted to live with my mouth inside her. I was buried inside her. My mouth couldn't stop.
"I'm gonna come!"
Her walls fluttered around my tongue. I helped her come down by placing kiss after kiss to her heat. I nuzzled my nose against her clit. I sighed and gave her pussy one more long kiss.
"My goddess you have a perfect pussy," I said. I climbed up her body and pulled her into my arms. She looked emotional and teary.
"Thank you," she said. I kissed her softly. She melted into me.
"You had nothing to worry about. You're beautiful, every part of you," I told her earnestly
