Joker Out One Shots/Imagines - fluff only

First Time - Kris Guštin

‼️ mentioning of S€X and some dirty talk in this one - if it makes you uncomfortable don't continue reading ‼️

Context: You and Kris had a relationship for a while now and since your still a Virgin this is your first time having s*x with him.
Your Name is Samira.
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The anticipation in your belly swirls around your organs like a vice as you stare back at him, and your starting think maybe Kris' confidence is rubbing off on you, because for once you don't feel like shying away from him.

He massages your thighs giving them an assuring squeeze before he gestures his head

"Need you to hop off for a second babygirl"

Your stomach flips over how he says that, babygirl.

No matter how many times he says it, You still feel giddy, You could never get sick of hearing it.

You chew nervously on my lip as You crawl off of him, and he keeps his eyes on you the whole time.

Everything with Kris is always so new and exciting, exilerating, and you don't know how you'd go back to the life you had before where everything was predictable and seems so boring now.

Kris runs his hand down your side slowly when you kneel next to him, waiting to see what he's planning or wants to do.

You hope one day your confident enough to not have to wait for instructions, but letting him be in control also thrills you at the same time.

He hooks his finger into the hem of your panties, pulling them back and releasing them so the snap against your skin as his hand goes down to palm himself over the buldge in his thin trousers and you suck in a breath watching him.

"Samira, Babe, i want you to take them off for me" he orders, tracing his eyes over you as they become darker with every inch of skin they drink in.

Okay, so maybe you spoke too soon about not wanting to shy away from him.

Your skin heats as you work up your bravery, feeling your heart thump, and slide your thumbs into the sides of your cotton underwear and drag them down, darting your eyes away from him as you shuffle to pull them off and toss them onto the bed.

Kris' hand immediately smooths over your bare hip and around to your behind while you adjust to kneeling next to him, and You look to him to see his drunk eyes locked on your face.

You hold your breath and your eyes go wide when you see Kris hook his other hand into his sweatpants, and pull them down, watching them slip past his defined hips until his hard length hits against his stomach.

Your pulse jack hammers in your body while You watch him kick off his pants, and you dig your nails into the skin of your thighs to stop the whimper that wants to leave your throat.

Your nerves start firing in your skin as you swallow, trying to figure out where you should keep your eyes.

Is this really happening now? Are we about to have sex? Is that what he meant? You say to yourself, and you don't know if your ready this in very second.

Kris notices your expression, and gives you an reassuring smile running his hand up your thigh to try and sooth you "It's okay, relax, we aren't doing that yet - not until you can tell me that's what you want Sonček"

You bite down on your lip, nodding as you let out the air you were holding in your lungs, and his hand slips to your inner thigh urging your legs further apart. Your lips part, and you pant out a shallow breath when he moves his fingers between your legs, dragging them slowly up and down your damp folds, as if he's checking to see the effect he's had.