tumblr girls // lrh [completed]

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6:03 a.m.
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i remember the first time we had sex. it was maybe a month or two after I moved in and we were both surprisingly sober.

there was no cliche about the losing of my virginity. there were no tears but there were also no moans so loud the neighbours could hear. we didn't break any headboards and i didn't feel any different afterwards.

but I wouldn't trade that night for some planned out over the top event. i wouldn't trade it for rose petals on the bedspread and candles everywhere. i wouldn't trade it for anything. because that night wasn't over the top. it made me comfortable and it made me safe as we got lost in each other's touch and as he kissed my forehead and took it slow like I asked. he made me feel like a fucking queen.

the rest of the night was spent on the couch, i lay on top of him and snuggled into his warm body. he rubbed circles in my back and unlike most nights, we didn't talk about the universe and we weren't very poetic. we just watched Netflix and ate a shit ton of  skittles.

i wonder if he ever made another girl feel the same way he made me feel.