Here you go babe xx
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Tonight was the night. You were sure of it. It had to be tonight, since everything just fell into place. You were prepared, you were happy, and you were sure.
Tonight was the night you planned on losing your virginity to Michael Clifford.
Unlike other girls who said this, you actually were going to have sex with him. He was your boyfriend, after all, and after dating for six months, you knew what you wanted.
You finished doing your hair for your date, making sure that everything was perfect. You waited anxiously for Michael to knock on your door and take you to the movies. After, you were heading to his house to relax. You had been hinting at this for a while, and Michael was picking up the signals.
Your doorbell rang, and you jumped up and ran to the door. When you opened it, Michael smiled down at you.
“Hey,” Michael smiled, pulling you in for a hug and a kiss, “Are you ready?”
“Yeah,” You said, grabbing your coat and purse and heading with Michael to his car. He drove to the theatre, and he paid for two tickets to see 22 Jump Street, as well as popcorn and soda. The two of you walked into theatre 3, which was where the movie was being played. You and Michael chose seats away from everyone else, just so that you two could be alone. You chose something as far back as possible, so people couldn’t complain when you started to make out.
The movie started, and Michael quickly wrapped his arm around you. Soon after, you and Michael were kissing each other, trying and failing to pay attention to the movie. The two of you made it through, though, and when it was over, you ran out to Michael’s car and sped to his apartment.
Once inside, you and Michael started where you left off. He cupped your face with his hands, pressing your lips against his. Your hands wandered all over his body, your mind wandering and thinking about what it would look like without all of the clothing on it.
“Michael,” You whispered, breaking apart from the kiss, “Michael, I- I wanna do it.”
Michael knew exactly what you meant. “Are you sure? I don’t wanna pressure you.”
“You’re not pressuring me, Michael,” You told him, “I want to. I love you.”
“I love you too… It’s just that I don’t want to make you feel uncomfortable and then feel bad about it.”
“I won’t. Michael, I want to.”
Michael nodded and you two kissed again. Soon, you two were pulling each other’s clothes off as things started to really heat up.
“Are you sure?” Michael asked, “I love you too much to force you to do this.”
“I love you, Michael,” You whispered, “I’m ready.”
Michael was extremely sweet and tried to make sure that you were satisfied and comfortable. He kept asking if you were ok and whispering that he loved you. After, when you both had finished, Michael cuddled you in his arms and kissed your forehead because he was so happy that you felt that you could share this moment with him, of all people. It not only made him feel like he meant something to you, but it also made you feel like you meant something to him.
