BTT x Reader | BloodXLust

Chapter Sixty One | CuriosityXList

Antonio sat up and smiled down at me in my position straddled beneath him on his bed, surrounded by colorful pillows.

"No worries Chica, there's actually a lot we can do to ease you into more sexual things. I know last night you went a lot further than you would like to do again so, for now, there's a lot of other things we could try," he said so very enthusiastically, genuinely excited to show me what he meant.

"Do you really need to be naked for this?" I asked, still trying to block him out a little.

He blushed for once in his life, "oh-hehe...I was gonna ask for a blow job originally-but then I had an even better idea," he admitted and I turned bright red as he looked around his room.

"So what kind of things are you at least a little okay with?" He asked.

"That's too embarrassing."

"Eh...well I'll just list a few things we could try over time until your ready for penetrative things."

I shivered, a slight dropping feeling in my gut at the idea one day Antonio would be inside of me. That I'd really lose my virginity...

I tried clearing my head but it was fogging up with the mental images of Antonio pounding himself into me. The sound the bed would make, the way his panting would sound, what I'd see in my perspective...

Suddenly Antonio waved his hand in front of my face snapping me out of my thoughts.

"Thinking about something?" He smirked, knowing he'd gotten ideas into my head.

"If you're up for it we can do whatever it is you're thinking about-"

"No!" I blurted out.

He laughed, "guess I know what you were imagining." I turned red and covered my face with my hands.

He hadn't bothered to slip his boxers back on he just covered himself with a throw pillow.

I was a little too curious at the moment for my own good, I had to hold myself back from climbing on top of him, sitting on the pillow, wrapping my arms around his neck and seeing how he reacts. What he would do...

No. I can't lead him on like that when I don't even want to have sex, I just want to see his reaction.

I fiddled with my hands and he pulled out a list he made on his phone.

"You make lists too?" I asked.

He smiled and laughed, "I guess that's something we have in common."

I smiled warmly and he scrolled through the list.

He showed me a quick glimpse of the fun.

It was like a checklist.

Crossed off was kissing, French kissing, shirtless, undressed, massages, cuddling, heavy petting, dry humping, cupping, caressing, moaning, masturbating against, cumming on, breast play, fingering, hickeys, and orgasm.

I was blood red and felt hotter than it was outside at the moment.

Did I really do all these things!?

He laughed at my expression and scrolled further down the list with mentions of things I hadn't yet done.

Yet?

Was I really gonna do these things, that made me even more heated, I could actually faint at this level of embarrassment and almost wanted to.

I didn't recognize some of these words.

"Frottage?" I was almost afraid to ask.

He smiled and then thought about it for a moment, "oh-I guess we did this last night."