A couple weeks later, Luke finally did it. He finally got what he wanted.
They were at Ashley's house again, like they always were, Helen had just left to go grocery shopping and Ashley's dad was at work so they were all alone. They were laying on the couch, Luke had his arms wrapped around Ashley and his lips pressed to the back of her neck. She was the first one to suggest anything.
"Do you want to go upstairs?" She asked, reaching for the remote and turning off the TV.
"Why? What's upstairs?" Luke asked.
"The bed." Ashley shrugged, wiggling out of Luke's arms and standing up from the couch. She straightened her shirt out and then grabbed Luke's hands, pulling him up from the couch as well.
"The-The bed? Oh." Luke nodded nervously, realizing what Ashley was talking about.
Ashley nodded, biting her lip. She held out her hand for Luke, leading him upstairs. "Come on."
Luke tried to stay as quiet as possible as they walked up the stairs, scared that he would accidentally blurt out something stupid that would make Ashley change her mind.
"What are we going to do?" Luke asked softly. He really didn't want to ask this question, but he felt like he had to or else he was going to pass out from not knowing.
Also, Luke really wasn't sure if he wanted to have sex right that second. He'd always imagined the whole thing going down in his own room, and doing it in Ashley's house would just mess things up for Luke.
"I don't know." Ashley shrugged. "Whatever you want." She shut and locked the door behind her and walked over to Luke, who had taken a seat on the edge of her bed.
Ashley climbed onto his lap so she was straddling him, and Luke really hopped that Ashley wouldn't be able to feel how hard his heart was beating. She took off her own shirt again before leaning in and leaving a few kisses on Luke's neck, going all the way down to his collarbone.
"I - uh - I - " Luke stammered. He wanted to try and come up with something to say but he just couldn't, not with Ashley on top of him like that.
Luke grabbed her waist and gave it a small squeeze, making Ashley jump a little. She wrapped her arms around his neck and then finally pressed her lips to Luke's, pushing him back onto the bed so he was laying down.
"Can we flip over?" Luke whispered against her lips, feeling that he should be the one in control for once.
"Yeah." Ashley nodded and then Luke rolled over with her underneath him, using both of his hands to support himself above Ashley.
There was a lot of kissing after that, and nothing more. Luke started to get hot and he took off his shirt too, even though that was something he never did. Their hands roamed all over each other's bodies but never stayed in the same place for more than a few seconds. He really didn't think that they were going to do anything special until Ashley grabbed one of Luke's hands and put it on the button of his jeans.
"What?" Luke panted, not sure if Ashley actually wanted him to do this.
"Take them off." Ashley nodded. So Luke did just that. He unbuttoned Ashley's jeans and then slowly pulled them down her legs, letting them fall to the floor at the foot of her bed.
"Now what?" Luke whispered. He hadn't realized how clueless he was about this whole thing until now, when it was actually happening.
It also hadn't fully hit him yet that Ashley was in nothing but her underwear and, God, Luke thought she was the most beautiful girl he'd ever seen.
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FanfictionIn which a boy with a bad habit of getting himself drunk learns that sex isn't everything.