new beginnings

We Found Love

The next morning was easy to get up to. I wasn't drowsy, and I got up earlier than usual. But, the biggest reason it was easy to get up to was because I knew Ron was there. We got up at the same time, surprisingly.

"Babe." He sat up from the bed and did his stupid cute stare. His hair was up in all directions. His grin made me smile.

He threw the covers out of the way and practically jumped on top of me. His knees were by my waist and his hands above my shoulders. I was laying down. He hovered above me and smiled. I was startled by him, but very much turned on. We started out with a slow kiss, then escalated into sloppy doggy kisses. This time, he was grinding on me. He must've gotten the courage to start putting his hands on my shoulders, getting lower. He unbuttoned the flannel shirt I had slept in from the night before and touched my chest. Going faster and more aggressive as he went. I embraced his touch. Then he moved his right hand further down to my abdomen, and then to my crotch. I was addicted. Adrenaline flushed over me as I awaited to see what he would do next. He started undoing my belt which I had fallen asleep in. He got it off and unzipped my shorts, all while making out. He pulled off my shorts gently and felt my crotch through my boxers. There wasn't enough words to describe all the emotions I was feeling. He undid his belt and slid off his jeans. He humped me with his boxers on, and mine off. He hadn't flipped me over. He slid off his and then flipped me over as soft as he could. He pressed against my body and held my shoulders, thrusting me. I gripped the sheets. He put it in. Us, my completely naked body and he, only with a t-shirt left on. I was sweating. It was so painful but I enjoyed every second. He went on until I moaned and then he pulled out. I was just laying there, panting. It was surreal. I couldn't believe, right then and there, with Ron Anderson, I had sex. For the first time. Words couldn't describe how I felt.

"Ron Anderson." I said between breaths.

"Carl Grimes." He said between his breaths.

"That... was incredible." I said and gazed into his eyes.

"It really was." He smirked.

I flipped myself over. "I'm not dying a virgin now. I can rest in peace." I said, jokingly.

"I love you." He said.

"I love you more." I said.

"Do you wanna know why I chose right now, this early, to do it?" He said after a silence.

"Why?" I asked and stood up from the bed, leaning on the nightstand.

"Because, I got to thinkin' last night. If you would have died that day, I would've never had sex with you. So, I figured, to do it now before I can't." He smiled in the stupid way that he does.

"I ain't dying anytime soon. I can't now that I'm in love with you. Not going anywhere." I smiled back. I could tell this really gave an impact on him. It sure did with me.

I hobbled over to my closet and slid on a new pair of boxers and then put on shorts and a gray flannel. Ron watched with his dumb smirk. He put on his boxers that he was wearing and put on the same jeans with the same belt. He borrowed one of my flannels and put on his beanie. That sexy thing.

We eventually pulled it together and I got my crutches to walk down the stairs. I went slowly and didn't fall this time. Ron, of course, stayed beside me in case I did.

Dad was at the table. Had he heard what we were doing? Shit.

"Morning boys." He said and sipped his coffee.

"Good morning, Dad." I said back. I slipped on one of my new boots that I had gotten about a week ago and Ron and I went outside on the porch and sat down on the swing. We just smirked and exchanged flirty glances. We did that until I suggested we go to Sarah's house to see her and Ava. So we went to her house, of course, slowly, because I can't keep up with anyone.