Harry's POV:
Am I hearing this correctly? Did Stella finally agree to have sex with me? I can't believe it. I have been doing my best to wait patiently for her to be ready for this. I love her with all of my being and I have wanted this for us for so long. I have wanted to feel all of her, I want her. I pull the condom out of my wallet in my jeans. I always keep one there just in case. Before Stella, you could say I was a pretty active guy, sexually. I wasn't myself. I would just fuck random girls because I had nothing better to do but when I met Stella, she changed that. I haven't slept with a girl in over 6 months now and I haven't missed being with random girls. The only girl I can imagine myself sleeping with now is Stella. She is everything to me and I know that after we do this I will fall even deeper for her than I already have. I unwrap the condom while Stella watches me with wide eyes. "Take off your nighty." I instruct. She has too many clothes on and I am completely naked. She nods and pulls her pajama over her head. I can feel my eyes nearly popping out of my head. I have seen her naked before but my reaction to her body is the same every time. There is just something about her that I can't resist. She tosses her pajama to the floor and moves closer to me pressing her lips to my mouth. "Are you sure you want to do this Stella?" I ask her for the thousandth time. "Yes Harry please don't ask me again." she whines. I laugh and nod pulling her close to me and kissing her lips. "I don't know what to do though." she says in such a soft whisper that I can barely make out what she said. "Don't worry about that baby, I will show you." I tell her softly and grab her hands into mine. I pull the condom out of the wrapper and slide it down my length, guiding her hand to help me. Our eyes meet and she smiles at me. "I love you Stella." I remind her and I push her back to lie on the bed.
Stella's POV:
I am lying on the bed and Harry moves on top of me. I feel his length graze my skin. "Let's start slow okay?" he whispers and I nod. I hope he is gentle with me. He presses his lips to mine and I part my lips as he enters his tongue. He kisses my lips, my jaw and then down my neck licking and sucking the skin there. I moan. "You're wet already so it will be easier." he says and if it wasn't dark in the room he would see me blush. "It's going to hurt okay, tell me if you want me to stop. I mean it okay?" he warns me. "Okay." I manage to get out. As he kisses my lips and neck, I feel him press into me. It hurts just as badly as everyone says. I feel tears forming in the corners of my eyes and he continues to move into me. "Fuck." he breathes. I look up at him and his eyes are wild and cheeks are flushed. I wince in pain and Harry stops moving. "Are you okay? Fuck. Do you want me to stop?" he asks with a raspy, uncontrolled voice. "No." I tell him. "Keep going." He nods and continues his movements. As much pain as I am in, Harry does his best to make me forget it. He is kissing me and sucking my neck and with his free hand he is rubbing my arm. "Oh my God Stella, I'm so close baby, I'm going to come, is that okay?" he breathes. I nod and he continues his slow movements. "Fuck. I love you Stella, so much." he moans into my ear, his breathing heavy. I feel him jerk inside me and within seconds his movements stop. He pulls out of me and I feel an emptiness in me. He lies beside me and kisses my cheek. "You did so good baby, are you okay?" he asks, his breathing is slowing down. "Yes I'm okay." I tell him. "Just sore." I finish. "How was it?" I ask him, afraid of the answer. "Better than anyone." he tells me and I roll my eyes. "Really Harry...I'm a virgin, you've been with people that have way more experience than I do." I tell him and turn to the side to face him. "Stella, but I love you, I didn't love them." he breathes inches away from my mouth. When he says those words, it sends shivers down my spine. I stay in his arms for what feels like a few hours until I need to go to the bathroom. "Harry?" I whisper. No answer. "Harry?" I say again. No answer. I look beside me and he is sleeping. His arm in slung around my waist and his brown curls that are usually pushed back are now hanging down his forehead. I really need to pee so I wiggle out of his grip and sit up in the bed. I feel a slight pang of pain down there. I am definitely going to be sore tomorrow. I look at the clock. It is almost 3am. I get out of the bed and turn to look at Harry. He looks so peaceful lying there. I notice the sheets are dark on the area that I was lying. Blood. I feel so embarrassed and Harry's eyes flutter open. "Are you okay?" he asks rubbing his eyes. His voice is so deep and raspy. "Yeah I just have to pee. Do you think maybe um, we could sleep in the other room?" I ask him quietly. "Why what-" he begins and he looks down at the sheets. "Stella, don't be embarrassed, what we did was amazing, the sheets are just proof of that." he winks and I blush. "But yes, if it makes you feel more comfortable, we can sleep in the other room." he says smiling. His eyes travel down my body and I remember that I am standing there without any clothes on. I blush again and run into the bathroom. I hear Harry laughing and I shut the door behind me. When I finish in the bathroom I wrap a bath robe around me and open the door. Harry is sitting up on the bed. He pulls his boxers up his legs and I walk over to him. "Thank you." I whisper and run my fingers through his hair. "For what babe?" he responds. "For being gentle, and for just being you." I tell him and he answers by pressing his lips to mine and wrapping his arms around my waist. "Always." he replies.
