A/N: The next couple of chapters are quite short but they'll get a bit more substantial after this.
She falls asleep again surprisingly quickly but for some reason I just can't get back to sleep again. It's not because I'm uncomfortable. In her bed with her wrapped up in my arms may well be the most comfortable I've ever been. And there's what's keeping me awake. I've been trying to avoid this sort of thing with Kirstie as much as possible. It's not like it was at the beginning when we were both so young and inexperienced. Of course the boundaries got a little blurred back then but now it shouldn't be an issue. Maybe what's bothering me is that for her it clearly isn't. She's annoyed about the hickey and thinks that us sharing a bed is completely fine because it's just being practical. I'm the one who's getting too caught up in this.
I always thought it would be the other way round. She was the one who'd come to me about it. She was younger, she was the girl. In reality we both had trouble avoiding the feelings that come naturally from being that intimate with someone you care about. The first time we had the conversation about what we were going to do we both had trouble keeping it mechanical. She didn't just want to have sex, she wanted to enjoy it. Of course that would've been the intention either way but it did introduce a certain pressure to the situation.
'So when shall we do this?' 'Well, there's no time like the present right?' I raised my eyebrows. 'Um Kirst. I'm not in any way an expert on this and I don't think we should rush things. If you're going to enjoy this then we need to be comfortable with each other.' She nodded. 'Ok so we should just make out or something.' 'That could work' I smiled. 'Ok so, here we go.' We leaned in slowly and I reached out to place my hand on her face. 'Maybe we should sit down?' She whispered. 'Good idea.' I replied equally quietly and we both moved to sit on the bed. We were still for a moment before I decided to make the first move.
This kiss was gentler than it had been the previous day. It was sweet and soft and I smiled against her mouth. She smiled back and I chuckled into her lips. 'Avi, stop it.' 'Sorry.' 'This shouldn't be funny.' I couldn't keep the smile from my face and she pouted at me. 'Sorry.' I repeated and leant back in to kiss her. This time it was more passionate and lust began to fill my body. I moved my hands down to her waist and she moved hers to trace circles on my arms. I slowly pushed her body back against the bed, awaiting her permission and she lay down, pulling me on top of her. I was resting on my elbows to keep most of my weight off her but our bodies were joined from the waist down and it was pleasantly arousing to feel our legs pressed together through our clothes.
Her mouth was moving more insistently against mine and I made every effort to match her pace. Each new touch of our bodies blurred my ability to focus on anything but her just a little bit more. It was hard to break away from her but I didn't want to go further than she was comfortable with. 'Kirstie, are you ok? We can stop whenever you want.' 'I don't want to stop but can we not go too much further?' 'Whatever you want.' She pulled my face back down to hers and then took my hands from where they were resting on her sides and placed them underneath her shirt so that they were holding her breasts through her bra.
I felt myself get harder and tried to shift my hips so that she wouldn't notice. Unfortunately all I succeeded in doing was rubbing my erection against her. 'I guess I'm not the only one who's enjoying this. Don't you think it might be a little easier if you took off my shirt?' Removing her shirt from her body took me less than a second and she smirked at my desperation. It was far too easy to forget that it was supposed to be about her when I was beginning to become overwhelmed by how turned on I was. I started to press my lips to her neck, first in soft quick kisses and then opening my mouth and grazing her skin with my teeth. She moaned loudly and I took it as a sign to apply more pressure.
It was when her hands slipped under my shirt and began moving up my chest that I realised we were getting a bit too caught up in the moment. I detangled my hands from her hair and moved to sit up. 'Kirstie, I think we should slow down a bit.' She looked at me, frowning slightly and I shoved my hands in my pockets awkwardly. 'I just don't know if you're ready.' 'I think I am. That's my decision right? If you don't want to do this then that's fine but don't try and pin it on me not being ready.' The lust and passion seemed to have worn off and she just looked annoyed. 'Are you sure you're ready for this?' She nodded 'I'm sure.'
