Imagine Book 2

His First Time- Tiana (Princess and the Frog)

As requested by GabeOwen6!

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The rich aroma of Creole spices wafted through the cozy New Orleans home as Tiana and Y/N finished the last spoonfuls of her signature gumbo. The warm, hearty meal had filled their bellies and hearts with contentment. Y/N carefully placed his spoon in the empty bowl, making sure it aligned perfectly with the bowl's edge – a habit Tiana had grown to find endearing.

"How was it, sugar?" Tiana asked, her warm brown eyes twinkling as she watched him meticulously wipe his mouth with a napkin.

"The ratio of ingredients was perfect," Y/N replied earnestly, his analytical mind automatically breaking down the components. "The andouille sausage provided just the right amount of smokiness without overpowering the seafood, and the roux was exactly the right consistency. You achieved an optimal balance of flavors."

Tiana's heart melted at his detailed assessment. Where others might simply say "delicious," Y/N always noticed and appreciated every careful decision she made in her cooking. His attention to detail was one of the many things she loved about him.

"Come here, baby," she said softly, patting the spot next to her on their plush sofa. "Let's digest and relax a bit."

Y/N moved to join her, careful to maintain the comfortable distance he usually kept. But tonight, Tiana had other ideas. She gently pulled him closer, wrapping her arms around his waist. Y/N tensed slightly at first – not because he didn't want to be close to her, but because changes in routine could be overwhelming.

"Is this okay?" Tiana asked, her voice gentle and patient. She'd learned early in their relationship the importance of clear communication and consent.

"Yes," Y/N nodded, gradually relaxing into her embrace. "Your perfume... vanilla and jasmine. It's soothing."

Tiana smiled, touched that he'd noticed and remembered her signature scent. "You know what else might be soothing?" she murmured, running her fingers through his hair in the way she knew he liked. "If I kissed you..."

Y/N's breath caught in his throat. They'd shared sweet, gentle kisses before, but he could tell from the tone of her voice that she was suggesting something more intense. His heart began to race – partly from excitement, partly from anxiety about the unknown.

"I... I want to," he admitted, his voice barely above a whisper. "But I'm not sure if I'll do it right. What if I mess up? What if the sensations are too much?"

Tiana turned to face him fully, taking his hands in hers. "Sugar, there's no 'right' way to kiss. It's about what feels good for both of us. And if anything gets too overwhelming, you just squeeze my hand twice – that'll be our signal to stop. Would that help you feel more secure?"

Y/N squeezed her hand once in acknowledgment, appreciating how she always found ways to make him feel safe and understood. "Could you... guide me?" he asked, his cheeks flushing slightly.

"Of course, baby. We'll take it nice and slow." Tiana reached up to cup his cheek, her touch feather-light. "First, just close your eyes and focus on my touch. Nothing else exists right now except us."

Y/N did as she suggested, finding comfort in the clear instructions. He felt her thumb gently stroking his cheekbone, a sensation that created a pleasant tingling effect.

"Now, I'm going to kiss you softly, just like we usually do," Tiana whispered. She pressed her lips to his in a tender kiss, familiar and sweet. Y/N responded naturally to this, having grown comfortable with these gentle exchanges over their time together.

After a few moments, Tiana pulled back slightly. "That was perfect, sugar. Now, if you're comfortable, I'm going to deepen the kiss a little. Just follow my lead, and remember our signal if you need to stop."