just awkward first time with travis where him and a like Whimsy or nerdy reader are trying their best (maybe like a month or two before the crash)
awww pre crash travis 🥺🥺 and he’s so awkward and sweet and embarrassed that he hasn’t done this before so he wants to pretend that he knows aallllll about how to please a girl but really he’s clueless and just wants to know how to make you feel good.
except you don’t really know what to do either, so it’s just figuring it out together. lots of:
“does it.. feel good, here?”
“tell me when you want it faster.”
and travis knows that he wants you to cum, that’s his one goal here, because he knows that’s what you need. so hes spending some time laying on the bed, his head between your thighs, learning what it is that you like.
your hands in his hair, letting out shaky breaths, too embarrassed to really moan out loud, but you try to verbally tell him what’s good because travis needs very clear instructions or else he’ll worry it’s wrong.
when you finally do cum it makes travis flood with pride, renowned with a new energy, a satisfaction that he’d done something well. it makes him feel capable, and masculine, and like maybe he’s not lost all hope at this whole being a man thing.
“thank you.” you’ll whisper into his skin, kissing his cheek in gratitude as he sits up, lining himself up with your entrance. it’s dripping wet, a mixture of spit and slick dribbling down your thighs.
travis stops breathing as his tip presses against your entrance, suddenly flooded with the very real reality that he absolutely cannot and will not last. it makes his face go red, that feeling of embarrassment coming back.
you’ll have to nudge his hips closer, encouraging him to put it inside. travis buries his face in your shoulder, biting down on his lip to keep quiet.
it only takes two thrusts before hes spilling into the condom, ruined little moans into your skin, hands gripping at your waist. he can’t help but feel pathetic for finishing so early, so you’ll have to reassure him, give him lots of kisses and tell him how amazing it all was.
“you made me feel so good,” you promise him. “you deserve to feel good too.”
and he nods, accepting this, even if he’s still a little teary eyed. “next time, i’ll make you feel even better.”
it’s easier to just kiss his cheek and grin, nodding to his assurance of next time. it doesn’t matter to you how long he lasts, because all you are about is travis having a good time.
