TW: history of sexual assault (doesn't take place in the story) body image
I come from a rough background. My mom married a man who continuously assaulted me when I was 12. I tried to tell my mom about it, but she said I was lying. Luckily my friends mom helped me, and he went to jail, but even after that she stayed with him. I moved in with my foster parents and was adopted about 2 years later. On top of this I also struggle with my body. I feel fat, but my doctor says I'm underweight.
All of this resulted in an overall fear of men. However, The exception to that is my boyfriend, Kozume Kenma. He always made me feel safe. The topic of sex had come up, but only him seeing how I felt about the idea. He never tried to push anything on me.
He had waited on everything until I told him I was comfortable. He waited for me to tell him he could grab my waist when we kissed. He asked permission to spoon me when we fell asleep. He was the sweetest person ever. I felt bad that I wasn't comfortable with some of that stuff, so I made sure he knew I had no problem with him masturbating, or anything like that.
Recently, he proposed to me. He told me that he didn't care if I ever wanted to have sex. He loved me for more than my body.
Today I had just got home from work and set my stuff down. I called out to Kenma but he didn't respond. Usually he was in the bedroom playing games when I got home, because he got off about an hour earlier than me. I walked back there to make sure everything was okay, and saw him on the bed, laying down, stroking his member. His eyes were closed.
"Kenma?" I say softly. He jolts up. "Y/N! I'm so sorry I.." "it's okay. I told you that it was fine. I just.." He looked at me, guilt in his eyes. "I was thinking maybe I could... join you?" I said quietly. He met my eyes, clearly shocked. "If you're comfortable," he said, gesturing towards the bed.
I sat down and took off my clothes, until I was just in my bra and underwear. Kenma sat in front of me and put his hands on my waist, slowly moving them up towards my bra. He placed his hands on the latch and met my eyes, looking for reassurance. I nodded and he Unclipped it, tossing it aside.
He motioned with his hands towards my breasts, once again asking for permission. I nodded again and he stroked them lightly. He leaned in to kiss my neck.
I felt his hand trail down my body, the other holding my face, as he met my lips. Slowly he started to take my panties off, and moved his finger to my clit, gently rubbing it.
He leaned in close to my ear and whispered, "tell me if you want me to stop or if I hurt you, okay? I'll stop." I looked at him. I loved him so much. "Okay."
He moved down lower on the bed and positioned his head between my legs. Carefully, he began to lick my clit. He worked his way down, around my hole. He looked up at me once more and said, "are you sure about this, Y/N?"
"Kenma," I said sweetly. "I am. I love and trust you. I want this." He nodded and slowly pushed his tongue into my hole. I let out a soft moan. He stopped for a moment, and then held up his fingers. I didn't say anything, which he knew meant I didn't object.
Very slowly, but easily, as my juices were already spilling, he slipped one finger in. I winced and he froze. "Do you want me to stop?" He asked. "No," I said. "Just needed a second. I'm okay." He began to thrust his finger in and out of me and then added a second.
He was so gentle, I instantly felt safe. As he moved his fingers in and out of me he began to suck on my clit. I moaned loudly. After a couple minutes I looked at him and said, "I'm gonna cum." He smiled. "You can if you want to. I came and my legs began to shake.
He took his fingers out. I sat up and grabbed his dick. I looked him in the eyes and he immediately knew I was ready. He pushed me back down on the bed, but lightly. He lined his member up at my entrance and slid it in part way. I moaned and he gave me a second to adjust to his size.
I nodded and he began to thrust slowly in and out. I moaned loudly. "You can go faster if you want to," I said.
He slowly began to speed up, but not too fast, and still very delicate. "F-fuck kenma!" I moaned his name which riled him up even more than he already was.
He started going relatively fast and I felt his hard dick hit my wall and then my spot. "Right there," I said. Kenma thrust in and out hitting my spot every time. "K-kozume, I'm going to c-cum," I moan. He continues thrusting until I squeeze and cum on his dick, as I feel his semen spill out inside me.
He pulls out and lays me on the bed, offering me pajamas. I nod and put them on. He wraps me into a tight kiss, his hands on my waist. "How was it love?" He asks gently. "Incredible," I respond. "You were great. I felt really safe. Thank you for never pushing me." He smiles and kisses me again. "I love you," he says, breaking the kiss and pulling me into a hug my head leaning on his chest. "I love you too Kenma."
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