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🎀 ᴋɪɴᴋᴛᴏʙᴇʀ ᴅᴀʏ ᴛᴡᴇɴᴛʏ ꜱᴇᴠᴇɴ 🎀

-ɴꜱꜰᴡ ᴏʙᴠɪᴏᴜꜱʟʏ
-ᴘʀᴏꜰᴀɴɪᴛɪᴇꜱ
-!ᴀɢᴇᴅ ᴜᴘ!
-ꜰᴇᴍᴀʟᴇ ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ
-ᴅᴏᴍ ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ
-ꜱᴜʙ ᴅᴇɴᴋɪ
-ᴘᴇɢɢɪɴɢ
-ᴀɴᴀʟ ᴘʟᴀʏ

-"ʜᴏᴡ ᴅᴏᴇꜱ ɪᴛ ꜰᴇᴇʟ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴏɴᴇ ʙᴇɪɴɢ ꜱᴛᴜꜰꜰᴇᴅ ᴛʜɪꜱ ᴛɪᴍᴇ ?"

-"ɪ ᴄᴀɴ ꜱᴇᴇ ᴡʜʏ ɢᴜʏꜱ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴅᴏɪɴɢ ᴛʜɪꜱ ɴᴏᴡ"

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"Are you ready ?"

Denki nodded, equal parts nervous and excited.
You could tell by the way he shivered beside you, his energy high and electric.

"Are you sure ?
If you're worried about absolutely anything..."

"I'm not, i promise."

By  now, you knew you could trust him to be clear about his boundaries. 
It had taken some time for him to feel confident saying 'no' when he  thought you wanted him to say 'yes' or vice versa.
It didn't hurt that you had gone through it all together verbally a number of times before  now.
Besides, it wasn't really a surprise that he was both excited  and nervous: this was something new and something that he had wanted  for a while.
You offered him a smile and leaned across to kiss  him.

"We'll go really slow, okay ?
And the moment you want to stop, you  know you only have to say."

He kissed you back.
"I know, I know you'll be gentle."

You stood from the sofa, taking his hand in yours, and led him into the  bedroom.
He practically vibrated as you pushed him down onto the  mattress.
First things first: you needed to calm him down.
If he  was tense, things would be far more difficult and less pleasurable, and  since this was really the first and only thing he had ever asked for in  the bedroom, you wanted to do it right for him.
It wouldn't necessarily  be perfect, given that neither of them had done it before, but you could at least do everything possible to ensure that it was fun and  pleasant, so that he wouldn't be overwhelmed if and when you tried  again.
So you distracted him with kisses, capturing his mouth  against yours and gently forcing his lips apart so that you could roll your tongue over his.
He responded enthusiastically, his mind latching  onto this new task.
Your fingers moved deftly against his shirt,  tugging the hem from underneath the waistband of his trousers, though you reminded yourself not to be too impatient.
Still, when your palms met his flesh you shuddered with pleasure.
You ran your fingers down his gently  undulating stomach, up to his chest amongst the soft, sparky fuzz there  that you loved.
Denki, meanwhile, was responding  enthusiastically, one hand gripping your hips, the other snaking up your back to your neck in order to hold your face close to his.
Pausing  in between your kisses, you leaned back to remove your shirt, encouraging him to do the same.
In his over-eagerness, he went too quickly and  got an arm stuck, giggling, you helped him free himself and dove back  in, attacking his neck and ears, shoulders and chest as his fingers began to  fiddle with the clasp of your bra.
A few minutes later, the two of you had  successfully stripped bare.
Lying down before you, you took in the  delicious sight of your naked boyfriend.
As your eyes roved hungrily over  his chiselled chest, striped over with scars that enhanced rather than  diminished his beauty, his impressive arms and his shapely thighs, Kaminari stared up at you in turn, practically drooling.