fucking someone who isn’t super experienced with sex>> like, they’re experienced, but they’ve never been taken care of the right way. spending time making sure they’re comfortable, settling between their legs during a make out session. hands start roaming and they’re clearly getting needy, its obvious in the way their hips roll up against you. you can practically feel how desperate they are, even through a few layers of clothes.
eventually you’re grinding into each other, gasping into eachother’s mouths between heated kisses. and god, they’re just so beautiful— and you need them. so you can’t help but whisper between love-bites on their neck, begging them to let you taste them. because you need it so bad, you’re trembling at the thought.
obviously, this is where they’re a bit iffy. not because they don’t want to. but because nobody’s ever made them feel good before. their last experiences were spent with people who didn’t know what they were doing. but you? you’ve been waiting for this— waiting for them. so when you start kissing your way down their body, they get nervous, their hands flying to your hair as a way to ground themselves.
and suddenly, you’re taking care of them the way they deserve, the way everyone else before you didn’t. it’s like some sick form of corruption— because from that night on, all they’ll be able to think about when it gets late is the way your mouth felt on them. the way you made them come. something no one has done for them before. and all you can think about is the way they fucked your face, the obscene sounds when they were grinding against your tongue for relief.
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