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lorenzo berkshire: kissing you for the first time

you were laying on his bed, waiting for him to finish his shower. when he comes out in clean clothes, he sees you all snuggled up under his sheets. he can't help but notice how cute you look like that. without thinking, he pulls the sheets down a bit, away from your neck.

"what?" you chuckle.

"just trying to keep you from overheating," he says with a laugh, though he really just wants to see more of you.

"you should get under here," you say playfully.

his heart nearly leaps out of his chest hearing you say that. "are you inviting me to get under the covers with you in my own bed?" he asks, raising an eyebrow.

"um... well it is your bed," you say.

"scoot over then," he says, suddenly feeling bold.

you roll your eyes playfully and move a bit.

"more than that. i can't get in if you're hogging more than seventy-five percentage of the bed," he jokes as he starts to get under the sheets.

"ugh, fine," you say, giving him more space.

as soon as you move, he quickly crawls under the sheets and gets right next to you. he didn't realize just how close you'd be.

you look at him for a moment before laughing and pulling the sheets over your head in a playful move. he chuckles and joins you under the covers.

"well, hello," you say.

"hello," he replies, chuckling at how ridiculous you both are.

"you come here often?" you joke.

"actually, yes, i do. it's my bed, after all," he says.

"really? i had no idea," you say, chuckling. it starts to get warmer with both of you under the sheets.

without realizing it, he moves a little closer to you. "it's getting hot in here." he jokes.

"a little," you reply chuckling quietly.

his eyes fixate on you as you chuckle, completely drawn to you. he's still in disbelief that you're lying next to him under the sheets on his bed.

he knows his gaze is locked on you, but he can't help it. his eyes travel over your face as he gently lifts a hand to your jawline, his fingers brushing your skin.

sudden boldness washes over him. he moves his thumb over your lower lip, his heart racing. "fuck it," he whispers, shifting closer.

he was now inches away. his desire takes over and without thinking, he leans in and presses his lips to yours.

you were already expecting him to do that, kissing him back without hesitation.

his heart skips a beat, realizing you want this as much as he does. his hand leaves your jawline, and he brings both hands to your waist, pulling you closer and deepening the kiss. slowly, he rolls onto his back, pulling you on top of him, his arms still wrapped around you, his lips still on yours.

as the kiss continues, his lips working against yours, he held onto you tightly as he pulled you even closer, wanting to eliminate any space between your bodies.

he couldn't believe this was occurring, but he couldn't stop even if he wanted to. the feeling of your lips against his and your body so close to his was more than he could ever even dream of.

his heart races as you lie on top of him, your body pressed against his. he deepens the kiss further, his hands moving from your waist to your hips, gently gripping them as his tongue seeks entry into your mouth.

when your lips part slightly, and he gains access to your mouth with his tongue, he immediately took advantage of it, sliding his tongue into your mouth. he starts to explore the inside of your mouth, tasting you and wanting even more. but before things could escalate he pulls back. "if you want to stop.. tell me now.. because i won't be able to hold myself back if this continues." he whispers against your lips.