Justin Bieber/Jason McCann Imagines | Book One

Sex Ready*

"Baby," Hearing Justin's voice from the other room, I walked out to see him laid on the couch. "Can we talk?" The nervous expression on his face caused both dread and confusion to rush through my body.

"Uh, sure. What about?" I wiped my hands and slowly walked to sit down next to him, now feeling every single emotion filling up inside of my body. I sat down next to him cautiously.

So many problems and theories raced through my mind as he took my hand in his.

"You know our, uh, situation?" His eyes seemed to refuse to meet my face now; they kept steadily on my hand that was taken captive by his own. He played with my fingers.

"What situation?" I asked, frowning at him in confusion.

"The sex one." He said bluntly, I noticed the way his cheeks were slowly turning pink and the hairs on his neck stood on end.

I sighed. "Justin, I've told you before. I get that you're not ready and I respect it completely. I love you and I don't want you to feel pressured to-"

"I'm ready." He said, finally looking me in the eyes.

"What, really? Are you sure?" I couldn't help but smile.

He nodded before letting his head fall forward again, clearly attempting to hide a smile.

My hand touched the back of his neck, I watched and adored the way he shook at the feeling of my touch. "How did you decide?"

Taking a large breath in, he let his hand rest on my thigh, squeezing it softly. The room was silent as I let him take his time to start speaking.

"I, uh, I was," He paused for a moment before scratching the back of his neck. "I was, uh, jacking off the other day and I realised that I love you and I want to make you feel good, and I could do that if I just stopped doing that to pleasure myself, I could pleasure you too." He said quietly, his touch was burning into my skin now.

"Aw baby," I pulled him impossibly close. For some reason I couldn't stop grinning. "You really wanna do this?" My hand stroked across his arm.

"I want to love you," His eyes moved around my face. "I want to make you feel good. I'm not entirely sure how to right now but I'll learn." He said.

"Then let's go."

Before I knew it, his lips were on mine, connecting us and sharing each other's electricity. His hand moved slowly up my thigh and I felt shivers run down my body. His lips were warm against mine and I found myself clumsily pushing myself closer to him.

My lips abandoned his and moved down his throat, leaving open-mouthed kisses. They slipped across his skin to his neck. He moaned as he craned his neck so that I had better access to his skin.

"Baby," Justin moaned softly. I felt his fingers move further up my thigh sheepishly.

"Don't be afraid to do anything. Just go with it and do what you feel is right." I said, sensing the nervousness in his touch.

"I don't know what to do." He muttered, his hand still on my thigh. "I don't want to do something wrong. I mean, I've watched porn but now that I'm doing it, I don't know how to. It looks so easy but I'm scared." He let out a deep breath as he finally looked up at me.

I sighed. "Justin, look at me. This is your first time. One thing, it's not going to be anything like what you've watched in those videos, especially on your first time. And another, it's me. I'm not going to judge you and I don't want you to be nervous. It's going to be fun, I want you to enjoy this." I squeezed his hand while he nodded. "Let's go upstairs." I whispered, pulling him up.