So content with loneliness, shes used to feeling nothing… when all her heart longed for was that to someone she meant something. He had the potential to mean the world to her, but in his world, she was just a number… neither could care less as they danced a sweet duet that night they choose not to remember. Though you cant fight the feelings no matter how hard you try… you can only go with the flow and hope they come along for the ride. Two different feelings, two different intentions, two differe t storybooks upon the same shelf; You see its hard to admit your love for someone else, when you cant even come to love yourself. There is nothing I would have rather be do ing than getting high at a bonfire with my little sister in our own fucking backyard.
Anyway, hope you like it! I did my best :. You chewed on your lip the whole way there. Your hands shook as you tried to clutch the wheel, feeling your heart pounding in your chest and your stomach doing somersaults. You thought you might vomit as you approached the gate and punched in the code. You parked your car and put your head against the steering wheel.
Safe space for my thirst — Touched for the very first time (Virgin!Reader x...
Originally posted by ygnj. You kept your eyes shut tight as your boyfriend of 8 months trailed his mouth and teeth down your neck, leaving galaxies of small, purple and pink marks in his wake, his hands exploring every inch of your half naked body — eliciting small mewls from you as you tensed yourself underneath his weight, bracing your mind and soul for losing your virginity to him. But even at that — you felt extremely nervous but excited at the same time at the new, foreign feeling he would give you with his tongue in between your legs. His touch was gentle but somewhat rough as he stripped you of your clothes, leaning back and having a good look at your naked body, all of your perfections and imperfections laid out before him, the curve of your breasts and the way your soft skin looked in the dim light of the room.
But tonight is different. His hips move steadily but slowly against yours, his tight yet soft abdomen pressing against yours. Your legs gently slide further up, unconsciously wrapping around his tattooed hips, causing him to go even deeper. You hum softly in agreement, finding it hard to even form proper words, the both of you completely lost in the feeling of each other as you try your hardest to savour this moment. This feeling.