Everyone else in the house had gone to bed some time ago. The room is dark, save the flickering light from the television screen. You and Shirazu sit on the edge of the sofa. You had decided to watch an old horror film. Something that was seeming less of a good idea now. As tension builds, you instinctively cling to his arm. His hand finds yours, holding tightly. Eyes wide, you both focus on the screen.
As the music peaks abruptly, you both jump back. Without thought, you find your face buried against his neck. His body seems to stiffen. Blushing profusely, you move back. Thankful for the darkness, you hope your embarrassment isn't too visible.
"S-sorry." You chime.
"No worries." Swallowing hard, he smiles shyly. A long moment passes as your eyes stay on eachother.
Almost in unison, you both lean in. Your lips meet in a soft, hesitant kiss. Seemingly suddenly very aware of his actions, his lips leave yours. Quickly, he moves back. His eyes avoid yours.
"I'm sorry!" He exclaims, a blush visible as the light flickers on him. Smiling reassuringly, you carefully cup his face.
"Kiss me again." Nervous, you speak quietly.
"Huh?" Brows furrowed, he glares at you in genuine confusion.
"I want you to kiss me again, you idiot." You can't help but giggle. Nervously, he itches the back of his neck. His fingers fiddle in the lengths of his hair. Brows furrowing, he takes a deep breath to push away his nerves.
Shaking hand resting on your thigh, he leans in again. His lips find yours. Soft and affectionate, he kisses you. As he relaxes, he gently pushes his tongue into your mouth. It slowly moves against yours. Hand steadying, he cautiously allows it to glide further up your thigh. The hand you have on his face moves into his hair and grasps loosely. His lips move to your neck. The first kiss is light with nervousness. He takes a moment, waiting for your reaction, before leaving more soft kisses against your neck.
His touch is slowly becoming more confident. His shaking has almost completely stopped. Carefully, he guides you to lay down.
"Is this okay?" He speaks quietly as he positions himself between your legs.
"Yeah." Biting your lip, you try to hide your growing arousal as you feel him pressing against you. Wanting to feel him closer, you can't help but move your hips against his. His breath hitches in his throat.
Eyes closing, his lips press hard against yours. Tongue in your mouth, he grinds his hips in time with yours. It takes barely any time at all before you feel that he is fully hard. Moving away from the kiss, you look down. Noticing where your attention is, he blushes profusely.
"I-I'm really sorry." His eyes shut tightly. Trembling slightly, you move your hand down his body. Clumsily, you fiddle to free him from his trousers. Nerves building, you try your best to avoid looking up at him.
Trying your best to push away your hesitance, you wrap your hand around his hard member. Instinctively, he thrusts into your touch. A low, drawn out moan escapes him as you begin pumping your hand around him.
"Is th-that good?" You whisper.
"Mm-ah y-yeah." He groans, resting his head against your shoulder. "Ah shiit." Encouraged by his reaction, you move your hand faster around him. Your grip becomes firmer. Moaning louder, he bites down just slightly on your neck in an attempt to silence himself. Though everyone was asleep, their rooms weren't far. It would be easy to wake them if you were too loud.
Reluctantly, he moves away from your touch.
"Did I do something wrong?" You pout. A coy grin pulls at his lips. Shaking his head, he eagerly pulls at your pijamma bottoms. Taking your underwear with them, he throws your clothing to the floor.
"I-" Clearing his throat, he tries to fain confidence. "I want to- to make you feel good too." Heat washes over your body. "That okay?" He waits for permission, as his large member presses against your heat. Nervous, you nod. Your legs wrap around his waist.
A little too slowly, he pushes into you. As his length fills you, he presses against your sensitive area. Pleasure shoots through your body. You take a sharp intake of breath.
"Are you alright?" He completely stills himself. "Did I hurt you?"
"N-no." Stiffling a moan, you rest your hands against his chest. "Please don't stop." A glimmer of smugness covers his features as he looks down at you. His hips move slowly, but his thrusts are hard. He pounds against your sensitive area.
Pleasure consuming you, your nails drag down his back. As you tilt your head back, he takes advantage of the easy access to your neck. His kisses are erratic in rhythmm. Hips moving quicker, his moans become a little louder. You find it hard to keep yourself quiet. Your entire body tingles with the closeness of your climax.
"I think I-I'm gunna-" Shirazu moans against your neck. "I ca-ant-"
"I want you to do it inside me." Embarrassed, you mumble. Swallowing hard, you give in to your lust. "I want you to come inside me."
"W-what?" He pants. "Really?" Moaning louder as you inch closer to the edge, you nod eagerly.
Not needing much more encouragement, his body relaxes. He manages a few more stuttered thrusts. As his hot fluid shoots into you, you grind your hips against his. You both ride out your orgasms, lips pressed together in a passionate kiss. Leaving the kiss, he leans his forehead against yours. His breathing is laboured. Chuckling, a bright grin spreads across his face. Carefully, he snuggles himself behind you. You are pressed tightly together on the small space the sofa offers. A warm arm wraps around your waist.
"Was that okay?" Breathless, his voice is quiet. "Was I good?"
"Better than good." You can't help but giggle.
"R-really?" His voice raises slightly, betraying his surprise.
"Yeah!" You snort and laugh. "Why, do you not agree?"
"O-of course!" Defensive, he is just a little too loud. "It was amazing."
"You'll wake the other's!" With an elbow, you nudge him. Your eyes close, heavy with sleep.
"I think I love you."Sighing blissfully, he wraps himself around you tighter.
"I love you, back." Holding his hand against your chest, you relax against him as you seek sleep.
