stop giggling n blushing n kicking your feet bro
THE PICTUREEWHFJ"NJD!WIHD i need him. in me
also sheldon n (y/n) are 18 in this
i'm listening to: all mine by brent faiyaz LISTEN TO IT WHILE LOOKING AT HIM OMG.
"(Y/N)." Sheldon's voice said, with a knock on her bedroom door. Knowing him, he'd do this as many times as necessary until she answered. "(Y/N)." Again. "(Y/-" Before he could finish, (Y/N) quickly pulled open her door, glaring at him with furrowed brows. He flinched, blinking quickly before looking back at her with a flushed face. She raised a curious brow, before her eyes traveled down, and lower, until her eyes widened in shock.
"We have a problem," he quietly muttered, embarrassed. He slowly lifted the magazine from his pants, revealing...it. (Y/N) blushed madly, her eyes still staring at it. "Uh," she murmured, before she pulled him inside her room. She shut her door behind them, before she looked back at him. "May I ask how?" She questioned, apparently eager to know.
"I..." he worriedly began, trailing off as he looked behind (Y/N), desperately wanting to open that door. "Do you remember that (F/C) skirt you wore yesterday?" Sheldon asked, his blush intensifying. (Y/N)'s eyes widened her lips parting ever so slightly. She was as flustered as she could be, quickly shutting her eyes, not wanting to picture it. "Y-Yeah..." she stuttered, nodding slowly before she opened her eyes again. Sheldon's mouth formed a straight line, glancing between her and the door. "What do I do, (Y/N)? Your parents are still here!" Sheldon exclaimed, the magazine still hovering over his clothed groin. He gripped it tightly, scared out of his mind. (Y/N) exhaled, eyeing him up and down. "We need to fix it. Fast," she stated, her brows furrowed again. He blushed, and she could tell. Heat rose into (Y/N)'s cheeks, falling down her neck.
She quickly put her hands on his shoulder, turning his attention back to her. "If you want it gone, we need to fix it," she muttered, staring deep into his eyes. Sheldon hesitated, but, he knew he liked the girl in front of him. And if there's one thing about Sheldon, it's that he cannot lie.
He nodded, somehow holding eye contact with (Y/N). She could feel herself grow wet by the second, until she decided to make a move. She leaned in, before brushing her hand against Sheldon's to take away the magazine, setting it on the nightstand. Without warning, (Y/N) leaned in as close as she could get, before passionately pressing her lips against his, wrapping her arms around his neck. Sheldon was entranced, her soft taste lingering in his mouth. He leaned in closer, deepening the strong kiss as he ran his fingers around (Y/N)'s waist softly, his fingertips tracing the seams of her pants. Missy told Sheldon about everything he needed to do in these moments, but, he severely doubted he'd ever be in these moments. But, here he was, trusting in Missy's advice.
(Y/N) knew this needed to go further than a make-out sesh, in order to be quick. So, in a matter of panic, she moaned slightly into the deep kiss, her eyes opening, but only to squint at Sheldon's reaction. His face was red, so, he liked it. Wanting to hurry things up, (Y/N) quickly pressed her hands against Sheldon's shoulders, before turning around swiftly and pulling him on top of her as she fell onto the bed behind her. He didn't expect that. Sheldon slowly pulled away, panting heavily. (Y/N)'s breath followed his, as they were moving in a pattern. Their heavy breaths flowed throughout the room, as the two held eyes contact with blushes swept along their faces.
As the boy was on top of her, (Y/N) could clearly feel the way his arousal grew after the kiss, pressing against her. She glanced down, signaling she could feel it. Sheldon's blush grew, as he was highly embarrassed by it. But she didn't mind, not one bit.
(Y/N) opened her legs ever so slightly, still managing to stare into Sheldon's deep blue eyes. They were oh, so enchanting to get lost in. Quickly undoing his shirt, Sheldon threw it onto the bottom of the bed, as, of course, he couldn't stand the thought of throwing it onto the dirty floor. (Y/N) couldn't help but stare at his chest, his skin glistening against the sun that peeked through her blinds. She blushed, before beginning to undo her shirt, too. Throwing it along with Sheldon's shirt, her bare chest made Sheldon more aroused than ever. He leaned in, pecking her lips about a few times before he pulled eagerly at the waistline of her pants. (Y/N) chuckled before she slowly taking them off and tossing them to the floor. Sheldon's eyes widened at the sight of her in only her panties, his blush spreading up his ears and nose, mainly on his cheeks. He slowly slid off his dark jeans, and throwing them on top of his shirt, next to (Y/N)'s. His breath hitched, leaning in closer to kiss (Y/N)'s soft lips. As he did, (Y/N) ran her fingers through his dark hair, up and down. Pulling away, Sheldon was eager to get started. Reluctantly pulling down his boxers, he completely pulled them off and placed them down on top of the rest of his clothes
(Y/N) slid down her panties, sliding them off her ankles and on the floor. Her hands ran down to the sheets next to her, gripping them roughly, ready for whatever Sheldon was going to do.
Sheldon blushed wickedly at the sight, before he gained the courage to position himself in front of her core. He looked into her eyes, asking for consent. She nodded quickly, spreading her legs a bit wider for easier access. After his breath hitched for a second, Sheldon's aroused state couldn't take it any longer. He shoved himself into her, with a small groan. (Y/N)'s eyes widened, letting out a small wince of pain. "I'm sorry, are you alright?" Sheldon asked her, raising a worried brow. (Y/N) nodded, shutting her eyes. She smiled slightly at the way he worried about her, it made her blush.
"F-Fuck..." (Y/N) arched her back slightly, Sheldon's groans escalating her feelings even more. She moaned loudly, before pressing her hand on her mouth to silence her noises. He began to thrust, tilting his head back a bit in pleasure, as he gripped onto (Y/N)'s waist tightly. Neither of them ever expected to do this, but, here they were, doing it. The sounds of moans, groans, and slapping skin echoed through (Y/N)'s room. (Y/N) threw her head back as she couldn't help but moan, the amount of pain and pleasure that mixed through her beginning to feel a bit too overwhelming. The large knot in her stomach began to loosen, her fingers tightening on the sheets with each thrust Sheldon made, as he quickened by the minute, causing both of their noises to get louder, even as hard as they tried to stop. Sheldon's struggled grunts and groans ran through (Y/N)'s ears, the sound making her want this even more.
Sheldon was now going as fast as he could, sweat building in each part of him. He gripped onto (Y/N)'s thighs, that were quivering under his grasp by the minute, her moans running around his ears. He could tell (Y/N) arched her back a bit more, and he could tell what that meant. So, gripping as hard as he could, groaning as quiet as he was capable of, and going as quick as he could, he tried to get her to reach her edge as soon as possible, wanting to hurry this up.
(Y/N)'s knot in her stomach was loosening more by the second, and she could tell what it meant. She gasped as Sheldon went faster, as he gripped harder, and his groans softened as he struggled to be quiet. One last thrust, and then she finally came, the thick liquid surrounding the lower areas of the two. Sheldon kept going, until he finally met his. White liquid of his own fell through (Y/N)'s hole, earning a loud moan from the two.
Heavy panting began to surround the two, the heat from before still lingering. Still panting, Sheldon leaned down to reach (Y/N)'s face, before planting a kiss on her lips. It lasted a second, before the two had to break apart for their breath.
"Thank you," Sheldon said, his breath hitting (Y/N)'s ear as he was so close.
"Anytime." She smirked.
