Jelsa One Shots/Lemons >.</Smut :O

Why didn't you do this at 16 like everyone else?

I sighed and glared at my boyfriend of three years. Some wisps of silvery white hair was falling into his eyes as he laughed at me.

"Jack, please I'm serious!" I whined, crossing my arms.

"Els, you're like, twenty one and still haven't done it?"

I blushed and shook my head.

"No. I thought I was too young, and so did my parents when I talked to them about it." I shrugged, still embarrassed as Jack hugged me with his arm that was around my shoulders.

"So, how about we do this tomorrow?" Jack asked, I nodded and he cheered.

"Jack, don't go to fast." I reminded him for the tenth time.

"Alright." He chuckled, groaning a bit afterwards.

"Sorry!" I cried out, touching his cheek.

"Remind me, why didn't you do this at sixteen?"

"Uh, Jack, there's blood." I mumbled, staring into his eyes.

"It's fine."

I eyed him, not convinced.

"Come on, let's keep going."

"Good job Els, you did it." Jack smiled, wiping his forehead with a towel, our activity made us both sweat and tired.

"I know! I finally got my drivers license!"

I kissed his cut on my forehead, making him since but smile. I accidentally braked a little quick and he cut his forehead on the dash board.

Whoops.

Maybe I should've done this at 16, like everyone else.