Zoro and his Assassin

First Time 🍋🍋

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Kanav's gaze softens, and he cups my face gently. "Don't worry, darling. I'll be gentle. I know it's your first time. If at any point you feel uncomfortable, just tell me, and we'll stop. Promise me, okay?"

I nod, trusting him completely.

It feels strange to be standing naked while he remains fully clothed. With tears still on his cheeks, I rise onto my toes to gently wipe them away.

He holds me close, burying his face in my shoulder. "I want to be gentle with you, but just looking at you, my control wavers."

I'm in a daze, my body feels too warm and tight. I want him to touch me, and I want to touch him.

I fumble with his shirt trying to pop open the buttons, my hands are too clumsy to manage it. He chuckles softly and helps me, sliding the fabric off his lean frame, revealing smooth, fair skin.

"Kanav," I breathe, "I don't know anything about this, except what I've read in books. You'll have to help me."

He chuckles softly. "What kind of books did you read? The clinical anatomy ones that explain the process in detail, or those dirty romance novels?"

"Shut up and kiss me," I say, pulling his face down to mine, my cheeks burning with embarrassment. My hands roam over his chest, exploring the smoothness of his skin. Yet he keeps his hands on my head, my hair, or my back.

"Why won't you touch me?" I moan against his lips, frustrated and eager.

"Fuck," he groans, picking me up in his arms. He carries me to the bed and throws me down, like I'm a doll.

"Hey...." My shout of indignation stops when I see his hands go to the buttons of his pants. He slowly undoes and removes them. I am both morbidly curious and feeling extremely shy. My conflicting emotions at war I just look at him stupidly. My eyes travel down his body.

This is the first time I have seen a cock fully aroused, its different from what I had imagined. None of the books could explain the beauty of an aroused penis. It stood proud and thick, a bead glistening at the tip right above the small slit. The head pink and shiny, the thick length darker and veiny. I reach and carefully wipe the drop off.

"Will this make me pregnant?" I ask. Kanav looks at me dumbfounded. I guess he did not expect me to touch him so boldly.

"What is this? The more I wipe the more it keeps coming." I am confused not understanding the physiology.

"Y-you have to stop touching me like this," he stammers. "Jesus, I'm already so close. This is just p-p-pre-cum; it shouldn't make you pregnant. It's like how you get wet—it's meant to make things easier and more comfortable...a painfree insertion..."

My face flames, I wasn't expecting a science class - but here we are. Ask a stupid question, get a smart-ass answer.

Kanav takes my face in his hands and says mockingly, "If you have more questions, why not jot them down and ask me after we're done? I'll explain everything in detail, and I might even draw diagrams if you insist. But for now, Trouble, why don't we focus on enjoying the moment?"

I can't stop a smirk from forming on my face, but I choose to keep my mouth shut.

Kanav gently lies me back on the cushions. "That's my girl. Just smile and relax. Let me take care of you."