TERUSHIMA WAS A VERY TOUCHY-FEELY BOYFRIEND. he had lots of experience from many girls before you came along, which often made you hesitant to take the next step with him. you both kissed all the time and sometimes even made out, but every time he proposed going further, you would always decline. terushima never got upset either— he understood your reasoning and he respected it all the way; he was never one to press a girl into sex.
you were beginning to become sexually frustrated. you wanted to move forward with terushima, but something always stopped you when it came to bringing the subject up. what if you weren't like his other girlfriends? you had never did anything with anyone— what if you couldn't please him? it was something that always bothered you even when it was pushed to the back of your mind.
terushima was starting to notice the intensity of your stress levels, too. he never would've guessed it was from being sexually frustrated though— i mean you weren't into sexual things like that anyway. or, that's what he thought at least. so he was nothing but surprised when you brought it up to him one afternoon while sitting on his bed.
"you're sexually frustrated?"
you nod meekly, "mmhm," you play with your fingers with an embarrassed blush on your face. "i-i'm not really ready for going all the way, but... i don't mind doing.. you know.."
terushima places his hands on your hips, "are you sure, baby? if you're uncomfortable, we don't have to." you sigh, attempting to push your insecurities away, "yes, i'm sure... now hurry before i change my mind."
terushima nods, pushing you to gently to lay down. you feel your heart race when the back of your head finally hits the bed, your legs pressed together on instinct. "i know you're nervous, and it's okay. i promise i'll take good care of you."
you let out a soft, "okay," before shyly opening your legs, your face feeling like it was on fire. terushima licks his lips when his eyes fall onto your damp panties, an approving hum leaving his lips as he moves to kiss your thighs. you flinch slightly with every feathery light kiss, your eyes screwed shut from embarrassment.
you feel chills go up your spine when you feel his warm breath fan over your clothed pussy, his fingers hooking onto the elastic of your light blue panties, slowly pulling them down your legs until they hung of the ankle of your left leg.
"such a pretty pink pussy," he breathes out, his fingers rubbing between your wet pussy lightly, a small whimper leaving your lips. "i wonder how sweet you taste, babe?" he brings his lips closer to your dripping core, the flat of his tongue gliding up your folds slowly, the metal of his tongue piercing sending jolts up your spine.
you moan loudly, your thighs already beginning to shake. "yuuji..."
"you really are as sweet as i thought," his tongue begins to dance around your clit, sucking and nibbling the bud with his teeth lightly. you feel your toes begin to curl from the feeling of his tongue entire your dripping pussy, his piercing rubbing against your walls deliciously.
"y-yuuji! i-i...! fuck!"
your face burns red from the slurping noises he made, but your too distracted to feel self-conscious. his fingers move up to your puffy clit, the two digits rubbing the bud in circles, while his other hand moved to grab your thighs tightly to keep you from moving away from him.
words could not describe the pleasure you were feeling— it was foreign to you and it felt so fucking amazing, you almost got mad at yourself for not letting him do this before. but the way his tongue curled and twisted in your sopping cunt, you knew you would come undone soon.
you thread your hands through his dyed hair, a thread of loud moans leaving your lips. "p-please...! yuuji..." you whine, his grip tightening on your thighs. he pulls away, his fingers still assaulting your clit. "you gonna cum, baby?" he inquired, and you nod, pushing his head back down to your pussy.
terushima groans from the way you clench around his tongue, your back arching as your orgasm washes over you. you whimper, when he pulls away from you, his chin glistening with your essence. you watch him wipe it off with the back of his hand, a smirk on his face.
