in the night | the weeknd

twelve

3 days later

Abel

I light up the candles around the table and set the plates of food at the dining table.

Jasmine's going to be back from her shift at the strip club in five minutes - I asked Lamar to pick her up since I was busy preparing for our date.

It's been three days since I told Jasmine that I love her and she told me that she loves me.

We decided that we want to be in a relationship. Every time we kiss, it almost goes too far and I always have to stop because I want our first time to be perfect and I don't really want to rush. Jasmine gets annoyed all the time. I can that she wants to go to the next level.

And we will - tonight.

The door opens now and I hear Jasmine's heels clicking against the floor as she walks towards the dining room.

I quickly smooth down my suit and wait for her to enter, a smile on my lips.

Jasmine finally walks in and she gasps quietly as she takes in the candlelit dinner that I didn't cook. "Hey," she says, walking towards me and eyeing the dining table.

"I thought that I'd cook us dinner," I say, biting back a smile.

Jasmine rolls her eyes and places her hands on my chest. "As if you cook," she states simply and I grin back at her. She smiles and leans up to peck my lips. "But, whatever, this looks perfect."

"Yeah?" I ask.

"Yeah," Jasmine echoes. Her eyes grow wide. "Abel fucking Tesfaye, are you actually wearing a fucking tie?" Her hand runs down the black tie and she looks up at me, eyes glistening.

"You've always wanted to see me in a tie, so I thought why not?" I tell her, while snaking my arms around her waist. I kiss the spot between her eyes and each cheek. "I was going to do this all outside in the balcony, but it's cold."

Jasmine raises her eyebrows. "I'm sure you can warm me up," she says and laughs.

"Hmm, sounds tempting," I say. I tug her hand towards the table. "Come on, let's eat." I pull out the chair for her and she takes off her jacket, throwing it over the chair.

"How was your shift?" I ask.

Jasmine shrugs. "Good," she says. "Maybe next time you can come? Maybe you can have me all to yourself." She grins and I smile.

It doesn't really bother me that Jasmine works as a stripper and that a lot of men see her body, it just kind of unsettles me, knowing everything that's happened to her - with her step-brother and that shitty ex-boyfriend of hers.

"Yeah, I'll come by next time," I tell Jasmine now and she beams at me, while chewing on a piece of steak.

"Good," she says. "Because I don't think I'm going to be working there anymore after this week."

I look at her, surprised. "How comes?" I want to know.

Jasmine shrugs. "I want a proper job," she answers. "Something that doesn't involve me taking my clothes off. Plus, I don't want my boyfriend getting all jealous do I now?" She grabs my hand and squeezes it.

"Wait," I say slowly. "You're not quitting because of me, are you?"

Jasmine laughs. "Of course not!" she exclaims. "Like I said, I want a job that doesn't require me to take my clothes off." She smiles at me.

"Oh, okay," I say. "If that's what you want, then I support your decision one hundred percent." I squeeze her hand and she shoots me a grateful look. "I love you," I tell her when she's about to say something.

The colour rushes to Jasmine's cheeks. "I love you too, Abe," she replies and I grab her hand and kiss it.

We finish eating and Jasmine washes the dishes, while I put them away. When I put the last plate back, I go up behind Jasmine and wrap my arms around her, kissing her neck.

"Abel, please don't start something that we won't be able to even finish," Jasmine moans.

"And who says we won't finish?" I say into her neck.

Jasmine turns to look at me, squinting. "What?" she asks, confused. "So, you actually want to have sex now?"

"Don't you?" I ask.

"No, I mean, yeah!" Jasmine says quickly. "I just . . . what made you change your mind?"

I shrug. "I don't know," I tell her honestly. "It just feels like the right time, I guess."

Jasmine smiles and nods and before I know it,  she's kissing me. Our kiss is full of so much passion and love. I pick her up and carry her to the bedroom - being careful not to trip on anything - and lay her down on the bed.

I hover over her and just stare at the beautiful girl lying beneath me.

Jasmine shifts. "Don't just stare at me, starboy," she purrs. "Kiss me."

I smile and connect our lips again and she sighs into my mouth. Jasmine pulls me closer by grabbing my tie. She slips off the tie and then starts unbuttoning my shirt, never breaking the kiss.

I take off my shirt,  while Jasmine's hands slide down my chest. My fingers brush over her stomach and the hem of her dress and I look up at her, asking for permission. She nods and I pull off the dress in one movement.

My eyes fall on her bra and underwear and I bite my lip. "You're so fucking beautiful," I tell her and she blushes. Smiling, I lean down and leave a trail of kisses along her stomach.

My heart is thumping against .t chest - I don't know why I'm so nervous. Maybe it's because I don't wanna fuck this up. I want it to be perfect for Jasmine - I want it to feel like it's her first time. Like all that shit never happened to her.

My fingers brush over her lace underwear and again, I look up at her, asking permission.

"Abel," Jasmine says a little shakily.  "You don't have to ask me for permission. I want this. I want you."

"Okay," I say and slide off her underwear. Jasmine bites her lip as she watches me take off my pants and boxers. She sits up and kisses me and I unclasp her bra.

Grabbing a condom from my beside draw, I slide it on and gently push Jasmine back. "Tell me if you want me to stop, okay?" I tell her and she nods and smiles.

I slowly slide into her and her eyes close for a second before opening again and pulling me down to kiss her. I begin thrusting into her as gently and slowly as possible, while placing kisses all over her neck and face.

My strokes begin to become more quicker and Jasmine bites down on her bottom lip. Her eyes roll back and we both end up cumming together.

"Was that okay?" I ask Jasmine breathlessly into her ear.

I feel her nod. "It was perfect."