he bit his lip, and let out a nervous laugh. "you're torturing me, mimi."
i could feel my hair pooling around my waist. "i don't know what you mean."
of course i knew what he meant, but i decided that it would be a little more fun to give him a hard time.
"i... i think you know what i mean." he kept his eyes glued to the water. "i don't know how to make a move, i'm really sorry."
my heart was pounding against my chest. "are you a virgin?"
he laughed softly, and skimmed his hands through the clear water. "yeah. it's kind of sad, isn't it?"
i shook my head, and moved closer to him. "it's not sad, i think it's sweet."
grayson's eyes met mine. "you're being serious?"
"of course i am," i tried my hardest to untangle my hair with my hands, but it was no use.
he kept his eyes on me, and filled in the space between us. "can i tell you something?"
my heart skipped a beat. "anything."
grayson's cheeks were still bright red. he took one of my hands, and took a deep breath. "i want you to be my first."
oh my god.
my eyes widened, he intertwined his fingers with mine. "i'd love to be your first...are you sure that i'm the one you want, though?"
grayson looked confused. "i know for sure that you're the one i want. are you... are you down?"
"i'm down." i grinned, and looked over at our blanket, before turning my attention back to him. "come on, i'll tell you what to do."
grayson decided to carry me back to our blanket, since i really wasn't that strong of a swimmer. he scooped me up as soon as he saw my sad attempt at a doggy paddle.
he set me down on the blanket, and laughed loudly. "you're an awful swimmer, mimi."
i laid down, and rolled my eyes playfully. "you really aren't in the position to be making fun of me, gray."
grayson hovered over me, and raised his brows. "maybe i should be the one saying that, instead of you."
i couldn't help but laugh. this situation was so pleasantly awkward, and we were loving every second of it. "before we do anything..." i reached for the chunky camera, and handed it to grayson. "you deserve to have photographic evidence of this moment. just one picture."
his jaw dropped. "you're kidding."
i fixed my hair, and shook my head. "i'm not kidding, g."
a sly little smile crept onto his face. "you're so naughty, camila."
"yeah, yeah. am i in a good position?" i looked up at him, and watched as he studied me.
grayson ran a hand through his wet hair. "um, is it alright if i... touch you?"
i knitted my brows together, and laughed softly. "go ahead."
as soon as i gave him the green light, he was moving my hair around. grayson placed a lock of my hair, on each of my nipples.
he nodded, and laughed softly when he saw how confused i was. "let me explain. i can't ever hide anything from ethan, so if he finds the picture i'm about to take... he won't be able to see what he wants, since your hair will be covering you." he got on his knees, and pointed his camera downward. "also... i... i want to be the only person that sees you like this."
god. stay calm, camila.
i bit my lip, and slowly let it go. "that was really cute, gray."
grayson grinned, and snapped the picture. "you're the cute one. you have no idea how gorgeous you are." he took the tiny picture out of the slot, and searched for a place to put it. he quickly decided to put in deep in the pocket of his discarded black jeans.
"come here," i whined.
he did as he was told, and hovered over me once again. "wait, i have a condom."
i sat up, and stared at him. "you... you what?"
grayson blushed, and fished a gold packet out of the back pocket in his jeans. "my dad gave it to me... just in case."
i buried my head in my hands, so grayson wouldn't hear me snort. "oh jeez, okay. do you know how to put it on?"
he gave me a confused look, and passed the condom to me.
"right, my bad." i carefully opened up the wrapper, and inspected it. "we're good." i carefully rolled the condom onto his hard member, and tucked my legs in. "lay down."
grayson was still extremely confused. "i thought–"
i shook my head. "i don't want to put you under that kind of pressure, gray. i'm gonna ride you, okay?"
his eyes lit up. "i like the way you think." gray laid back, and glanced at me. "i'm ready."
i tucked my hair behind my ears, and straddled him. "you know that you're only gonna last thirty seconds at most, right?"
grayson furrowed his brows. "i had a feeling. i'm not upset though, i'm sure that these thirty seconds will be time well spent."
"shut up," i rolled my eyes playfully, and slowly sank my hips down.
i didn't really think about his size when i was helping him put the condom on, but i was definitely thinking about it now.
"god, mimi." grayson's voice was low and raspy, and his eyes were halfway opened. he moved his hands from my thighs to my hips, and groaned loudly.
i wanted his first time to be special, even though we both knew that he wasn't going to last for long. i slowly moved my hips in a figure 8, and leaned down to kiss him.
we didn't really talk, probably because we were both afraid of what could have came out of our mouths. his rough groans and my soft moans overshadowed the noise that the strong wind was making.
"you feel so good," i rested my hands on his chest, and made eye contact with him.
he reached up to run his hands through my hair, stroke my face. his gestures were so sweet, it melted my heart.
as soon as my chest met his again, i could feel him twitching inside of me. "gray," i cooed. "are you close?"
grayson was at a loss for words. he just gave me a slow nod, and gingerly ran his hands all over my body. "y-yeah."
i slowed down my movement, and bit my lip. "go ahead, gray."
he had one hand on my hip, he was carefully running his fingers through my hair with his other hand. "you're... sure?"
i nodded, and panted softly. "put your hands on my hips, show me how you want it."
grayson was leading me and my hips for a good two seconds, before he hit his climax. he looked so hot, i couldn't keep my eyes off of him. his member twitched inside of me, we both let out pleased sighs. gray screwed his eyes shut, and groaned lowly as he rode out his orgasm. "fuck."
i buried my hands in his hair, and kissed the top of his forehead. i got off of his lap, and turned to face him. "how do you feel, gray?"
he was still trying to catch his breath, but i could see a smile appearing on the corners of his mouth. "i... feel amazing," he spoke in between breaths. "uh, can i hold you?"
i could feel my entire face heating up. "of course."
he held his arms out, and i crawled back onto him. we didn't say anything, we didn't need to. i rested my head on his hard chest, he tightly wrapped his arms around me.
grayson kissed the top of my head, and rubbed my skin, to keep me warm.
i couldn't stop smiling.
a/n: this is so sweet, but so dirty. i'm not gonna lie, i had fun writing it dndndh
