-I'm looking at you while holding my breath, like the whole world has stopped."
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It wasn't him what I was most afraid of at the moment. I think it was the whole what was going to happen right now factor. I knew the moment we set foot in his bedroom that only one of two things was about to unfold.
1. Something beautiful
2. Something that was about to change everything.
But now I was starting to think that both things were going to happen.
I sat on the edge of his bed starring at him as he came out the bathroom door, shirtless, hair damp from probably running his wet hands through it, but the way he looked at me the closer he got sent shivers down my spine.
Once he stood in front of me I felt my head tip back as his leaned down to meet my lips. Since I'd first met him, I'd always wondered what it would be like to belong to him in almost every way imaginable, and now through unpredictable circumstances here we were. I sat there stupidly with my lips kissing him and gripping the bed sheets.
All I could think was Jaewon was kissing me, all I could inhale was Jaewon's scent and all I could feel was him. Suddenly I tugged at his bottom lip which ended up getting a gasp out of him and then I pushed myself off the bed, gathering as much courage as I could muster.
Jaewon wanted this just as much as I did, there's no shame in this.
But Jaewon softly edged me onto his bed again, his body on top of mine. Exhilaration coursed through me and I ran a hand through his soft hair. Having his sleek body pressed against mine as he kissed me was the most wonderful feeling.
Jaewon broke the kiss, looking me in the eyes as he pushed his fingertips under the ends of my shirt. I gasped feeling his fingers glide up my stomach pushing my shirt along with it, my shirt was the first to hit the ground but he didn't stop there. His hands found the clip of my bra, and pulled it free too.
On instinct I covered myself, lowering my eyes out of embarrassment.
"Hey." He whispers. I feel his hand cup the other side of my cheek and force me to look at him. "Don't be nervous." He lowers his hand from my cheek and onto my arms, at first I hesitate not sure of what to do myself once I'm exposed.
His eyes wander over my breasts, widening as they get a good look at me. I feel the heat flush my cheeks again. Jaewon moves, lowering his head his eyes starring deep into mine he draws his lips over my nipple and the sudden sensation of his tong against my breast flusters me, in a good way.
I tilt my head back into the pillows, he doesn't stop instead he continues his assault on my breasts, I end up gripping the sheets with every flick of his tongue. He pulled his head back and reached for my lips again.
I couldn't help myself this time.
"You smell so good," I breathed into his lips. "I want you." And I grabbed his bottom lip between my teeth and then kissed him before nibbling more. Reaching down, I slid my hand over his thigh, rubbing the hardness in his pants. I had no idea what to do or how the process itself worked but I figured I should do whatever felt good, and feeling him up has never felt any better.
My hands tingled with the urge to explore him. Everywhere. My mouth wanted to be on him just as much as he wanted his on mine. And I wanted more than his mouth. The pool of heat between my legs flooded with the friction of his pants rubbing against me. I gasped with every sensation of it I felt.
"One." I paused. "Please do it already." I said breathing into his mouth.
He chuckled against my lips, "Annie, your such a tease." Before I could comment on what he said, he managed to slip my pants below my waist along with my panties. I closed my mouth the words halted along with my heart.
I watched him looking at me with eyes full of love, his cheeks were stained with a bit of pink and I realized that maybe I wasn't the only one who was scared. I held his eyes as he unbuckled his pants and slid them off and then last came his boxers.
I peeled my eyes away from him to stare at his length, it throbbed, I'd seen one before thanks to of course Tumblr, but it was the first time I was in a guy's room who was looking at me like I was the only reason he could breathe, and without warning I held my breath feeling every inch slide into me.
"Annie." He whispers.
I looked up at him, his body pressed against me now. "Yes?"
"I lied." I give him a cautious look. "This is my first time too."
My mouth hangs open. "How?"
He gives me a shy smile. "I just watch a lot of porn." He confessed.
I burst into giggles, smacking his chest. "Ya!"
I look back at him, my eyes tearing up. "I'm so happy your my first love." I confessed.
He smiles. "Your my one and only, Annie."
And then he arched his hips gently and I slowly began to forget the pain between my legs and instead focused on the beauty before my eyes.
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I don't think there could have been a much perfect time in my life than spending that weekend in his place. Waking up to see him already watching me a smile tugging on his lips as he greeted me in the morning.
What happened that night connected us in more ways than one. I was starting to look at a future with him, a future that deep in my heart I prayed for, and I don't think I've ever wished for something as hard as being in a future with him.
There were times where he'd been in the kitchen cooking something up for me, it was his way of apologizing for making me go through such pain on our first night but I'd watch him in his kitchen lost in thought smiling occasionally and stealing looks at me.
"Try this." He'd offer me food and instead steals a kiss in it's place.
I don't even remember eating that weekend I was their. I just know every time we'd wake from a nap or take a break from watching a movie we'd lock gazes and suddenly before I knew it he was carrying back over to his bed where for who know's what time again we'd embrace.
"Don't wake me up when Monday comes." I ask him in the middle of the night.
He's drawing circles on my shoulder with the tips of his fingers. "I won't." He promised. "Ever."
-tbc-

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