New York

Chapter Four

Gary's POV

  "Gary... I've never done this before," Ed says, blushing.

  I smile and run a hand through his hair, and he shivers..

  "Neither have I," I whsiper, a smile playing around my lips.  

  He breathes a sigh of relief, and looks at me as if waiting for my ascent.

  "I'm ready,"  my voice catches as I realise what we're about to do.

  Ed notices this because he asks, "are you sure?".

  I nod.

  He lowers his body, and the tip of his penis touches my opening, making me shiver with delight.  He slips inside me, and the pain has me wincing.  Ed looks at me worriedly, and I can't help but smile at his concern.

  "I'll be okay just... oh just keep going," I moan as he moves further inside, partly from the pain but mostly from the intense pleasure.  He begins to move out now, slowly and gently, and in, slowly and gently.  It's unbearable.  I beg him to go faster, and my voice sounds loud and strained.  Ed obeys, and I moan his name as he thrusts inside me, getting harder and faster each time.  A series of pleasured moans escape my mouth as he continues to thrust, and I know I need him to go further.  I wrap my legs around his small waist and pull him down, making his penis slide in further.

  "Go as far as you can," I whisper into his ear, and he grins wickedly.  He pulls backwards, almost completely out of me, and I moan and beg him not to.  He laughs at the desperation in my voice, a deep, husky laugh that I feel in every nerve of my body.  I pull at him with my legs again so that he is safely inside me.  Ed smiles at me, his mischeivous blue eyes on mine as he starts thrusting again.  I buck my hips, letting out a fierce moan as I release and my hot cum spills over us.  He thrusts again and again and again, until finally I feel his warm liquid inside me.  Ed collpases on top of me, his head against my sweaty chest.

  "That was perfect," he whispers, and I feel him smie against me.

  "It was," I agree, stroking his soft ginger hair.

  Ed opens his mouth as if to say something, then closes it almost immediately.

  "What is it?" I ask.

  He looks up and I see the bright red flush burning on his cheeks, "I've wanted to do that to you for a long time," he says quietly.  My breathing halts as I realise what Ed said.

  "I've wanted you to do that to me for a long time," I admit.  Now it's mine turn to blush.

  "Really?" Ed asks, and I nod shyly in response.  He hauls himself up and kisses me, trailing kisses along my jaw and down my neck, coming to rest just above my lips.

  "I love you, Gary Lightbody," he whispers, and suddenly I find myself crying.  Seeing the tears sliding down my cheeks, a worried look spreads across Ed's face.

  "Edward Sheeran," I say, choking on the the emotion in my voice, "I love you too."