Acceptance.

Naked.

He had seen in between my thighs. His eyes saw my secrets. His eyes saw my deepest parts.

Pink flesh covered and muscle cut outs. He touched parts of me that no one else had ever seen.

My breasts had filled his hands, my nipples touched his lips, and his breathing trickled over my ear.

Blood silently rolled down his dick but I didn't whimper nor cry while on top of him. I let him take what he wanted from me.

I wanted to be accepted, I wanted to be his. I wanted him to see me in a different light.

"Come back in two days." He whispered to me after we finished fucking. I nodded while picking my clothes up off of his bedroom floor. After I finished, I silently left his room.

While walking to his bathroom, I had bumped into Nathanael. I knew that he was going to be majorly disappointed in me.

Fuck.