Apartment 4F

21: How to lose one's virginity (for real this time)

Disclaimer: Okay mature I guess. Somehow the stuff I write doesn't ever feel mature to me 🤷🏽‍♀️ it feels immature haha.
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Even though Dylan and Yue had been together for quite a while, they still hadn't slept together (i.e. not just sleeping). Some people might find it strange, considering they were always sleeping over in each other's rooms, and had bypassed so many bases on their first day. Not to mention what had transpired between them prior to becoming official. But maybe it was precisely because of all their earlier mishaps, that they had decided to wait for the right moment to lose their virginity to each other.

"Hah?? I don't understand," was Caesar's response when Dylan had divulged this. Naturally, a player like him (albeit recently reformed) wouldn't understand.

"Then what have you been doing all those nights together in the room??"

"Haven't you heard of foreplay?" Dylan made a tsk-ing noise. "I pity all those women you were with, bro."

Caesar ignored his jab. Of course he knew what foreplay was, and no one had ever complained before. "Didi, do you mean to say you've been having foreplay for over a year?" Now it was his turn to scoff. "You better hope your final act lives up to the expectation, man."

"Of course it will," Dylan replied confidently. "It's not like she has any prior experience to compare it with. Anyway, we have decided to do it next Friday. You know what to do." He was implying that his next-door roommate should try not to be home to give them some privacy.

Amusement flickered across Caesar's face. "Sure, bro."

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They say you can't teach an old dog new tricks.

On that particular day, Yue once again embarked on a public confession in the middle of the school field. Her friends in the AV team had given her a portable microphone, and she chose to sing Jay Chou's "Love Confession" this time, while holding a sign board professing her feelings.

Unlike the first time she attempted this, the boy of her affections didn't stare blankly at her from the bleachers, but came sprinting down towards her. His thick, black hair flopping in the wind, wearing that lopsided grin that still made her heart race.

When he reached her, the first thing he did was lean down to whisper teasingly in her ear, "Aww, Shen Yue, you didn't have to go to such lengths to get me to give you my virginity. I already said yes", and she slugged him on the shoulder in response.

Dylan continued to chide her in a playful manner. "Shen Yue, your sign is the wrong way around."

She looked down at the sign she was clutching to her chest. The carefully drawn words - "Wang He Di has Shen Yue" - were facing the right direction, prompting her to look back up at him in confusion. "Huh? It's not."

A smile softened his handsome features as he reached for her. "It should be,'' he corrected, "Shen Yue has Wang He Di."

And then, in front of everyone, he kissed her.

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That night, Yue was lying in Dylan's bed, running her fingers through his hair as she savoured the heady feeling of his mouth on her breasts. She could never understand why he seemed so fascinated by them; to her, they were mildly embarrassing and something she typically obscured under loose clothing.

Still, it pleased her to watch him, to feel him - she would never tire of doing these things with him. This time, however, he didn't bring her to the point of no return with his skilled fingers. Withdrawing his hand, he grabbed a condom off the bedside table and slipped it on, and then he was positioning himself at her entrance. But when he pushed in barely an inch, she visibly tensed as her body struggled to accommodate him.