One way or Another *Nerd Nouis & Punk Zarry*

Smut Scene (WARNING)

I stand there, topless, while my boyfriend is still fully clothed. This is so not how it is going down for our first time. I look at him and slowly start to pull his leather jacket off his shoulders, and down his arms. When it hits the floor, he kicks it out of the way. Oh god Harry, exactly how steamy do you think this is gonna be? I shake the thought and put my lips on his, snaking my tongue into his mouth. And almost on contact, softly fighting his tongue for control. I wrap my hands in his hair, as I notice for the first time, that he’s wearing the headband that I had bought him last week.

“You look really sexy right now…” he tells me,  as he starts kneeling in front of me, kissing his way along the black and grey snake tattoo I have. It goes down my pecs and around my abs, wrapping around my waist and down my hip.

“Harry, how many times have you done this?”                                    

“Only once.” He tells me as he stands up, waiting for me to press our lips together as he rests his forehead on mine. I smile and intertwine my fingers in his curly brown hair, pressing his lips down onto mine. My hands hastily, pulling his unbuttoned red top down to the floor, leaving him in his plain white t-shirt, our tongues still at work in Harry’s mouth. I break the kiss for long enough to pull his top off and look at my gorgeous boyfriend’s slightly defined 6-pack. He pulls me into him, our bare chests touching. I bring my hands down to his silver belt buckle, unclasping it and his tight black jeans loosen up enough for me to pull down, he helps me by kicking them off his feet, leaving him in his white boxers. I stand back a bit and admire his beautiful physique.

“You’re beautiful babe.” I tell him, and he blushes, before stepping towards me and pulling my loose grey jeans to the floor.

I am rather shocked at how bold he was being. I kick my jeans off my feet, leaving us both naked, other than our boxers. I start to kiss his jawline, teasing his, trailing my tongue softly on his collar bone and over his tattooed chest. We both have several tattoos but Harry has way more than me. I mean, he’s not like, a tattooed freak or anything, because they are all pretty small, besides the anatomical heart of his left arm, the 2 swallows on his upper chest and the big butterfly between them. Mine are more visible, like my snake one on my chest and the word ZAP on my left forearm. I prefer larger tats, but Harry is more conservative, if you can even say that about someone with 45 tattoos… I slowly lean back, him following, pressing me into the side of the bed. I sit down with him standing in front of me and start kissing down his beautiful body. I feel him shiver when I pull down his boxers slowly leaving his still stiffening dick under the red fabric. I look up at him, waiting for a nod of approval before I continue. He nods his head, hesitantly, I know he is nervous. I can feel his dick under my hand and it just makes me get harder. I place a soft kiss on his stiffening member through the thin red fabric of his boxers. As soon as my lips leave his dick, it springs up, and seeing this, mine does too.

I dip my hand into my own boxers, pulling my dick out, and I see him smile. I take this as a yes and I carefully take his out as well. They are pretty much the same length, but I have to admit his is a LITTLE bigger.  I grab the base of his cock in my right hand in one quick motion, before grabbing mine with my left. I look up at him, always feeling like I need confirmation to go further, and start slowly stroking the hard shaft. I see him throw his head back before taking control of me. He stands up and tells me to lie on my bed as he walks to his jacket that is on the floor a few feet away. I am confused, but I soon realize what he is doing when he pulls out 2 small silver things. The first I recognize immediately is a condom, and as he gets closer I see the second, is a small tube. Oh, lube…