#nerd naruto

They were pink and blue, with a girl on the cover with these big hentai boobs and an ahegao face at its finest. And the title? Something like: I traveled back in time by accident, and now I have three husbands... Something like that; your eyes did not look long enough on the title or the cover.

He cleared his throat before turning around. Those kind and tired eyes, behind these glasses.

"How can I help you?" he asked back, obviously startled. Not by the fact someone asked him, more like he didn't know how to act when talking to an unfairly pretty woman, like you.

You tilted your head just slightly with a small smile on your lips.

"Well, the store looked cozy from outside, and now I am searching for anything fitting to read. And you look just like a guy who knows the good stuff," you explained, eyes locking with his, before he let his hand finally fall from the shelf, still that manga in his hand.   

Then he looked down, because looking you in the eyes for longer than 5 seconds wasn't an option. Then he saw the cover; a deep sound of a laugh escaped him. Not sure if embarrassed or if trying to act along with it.

"Certainly you're in the corner of the store, where others would say is the good stuff," telling you before pointing to the manga shelf, besides the romance mangas, or horror, or any kind of shonen. You two stood right next to the small hentai section.

"Oh, so this is the stuff you like?" your voice in an asking tune, before taking a look. Maybe you were a little overwhelmed by this stuff. But you did not falter, not when it was about that cute, geeky nerd in front of you.

"It got arguments, but no. I prefer to use the imagination. You know what you usually use when reading an actual book. Although I won't deny that there are some good mangas too," he replied, maybe still a little tense in his body, but you sounded nice and warm.

How often did women talk to him this way? Without just running over him. You came over, even when he thought it was just to ask for recommendations.

"You mean what you had read when you sat on the reception? It didn't look like one of those." You giggled before stepping beside him, now taking a closer look at the books and mangas on the shelf.

"Well, yes. Those are a thing. I do know the author too. Cool guy, maybe an old pervert, but nonetheless it's...it's classic in its own way. But I guess you are searching for other books? What genre do you like to read, miss?" trying to come back to the focus of the conversation before it would get too awkward for him. Talking about smutty lectures, nothing happened every day.   

It was not like he was ashamed of reading it; he read it everywhere. It was more the fact that your perfume smelled too good when you stood closer.

"Hmm..." you started before taking a turn to the shop itself, looking around.

"Usually I would probably go with a thriller, but I want to try something else. Something you like. You look like a person with good taste," obviously flirting, which made his eyes grow wide when he tried to focus on the box with the unpacked mangas. Kakashi even needed to take a breath.

'Try not to seem awkward; just be normal,' at least this is what he thought. So unaware that he was anything but awkward.

"Good taste, huh? Since I prefer books over mangas, we should switch the section," he said, placing the one manga back in the box and going right into the section with the books for adults.

"Oh, that one I know," you pointed out, a big title with some dark romance stuff. Of course you knew that one, as if any girl wouldn't have given this a try. You could listen to the deep, raspy laugh, not loud, just there in his throat. "It's a little overhyped, to be honest. But I don't judge," he said before trying to find a certain book.

His thoughts already trying to pick something out that might interest and catch you but not to startle you.

Besides the fact he does not want to seem like a geek.

Then he handed you a book. You turned it over when you had it in your hands; it was none of those he read. You frowned slightly.  

"That's not one of those you read," you pointed out, looking at him. How should he explain that? A girl talking to him, asking for a smutty lecture, and then being disappointed when picking something...well, soft.

"Are you sure you want that? I mean, I don't want to seem like a creepy bookstore guy," he said then, and you could hear the slight insecurity.

The insecurity that would turn into something much rougher—how you would find out.

"Creepy? You are tall, have great hair, and have a nice voice. When I want the stuff you read, I want the full experience," you said to him with a smile. And this was then the moment he grabbed one of the Icha Icha books. The one he liked the most, he read it 10 times at least.

"You are not discreet; I like that. It's like the main character in this one," he said before handing it to you. You looked at the cover, slipping through some pages and catching phrases.

"Well, this looks promising," you said, a mischievous smile on your face. Sweet but with a glint in the eye.   

And at this point? He would have no idea you would come back; you read the book. All of it. Some parts...sounded too good to be true. You felt your thighs press together when you read it, especially the one part where the guy so gently cooed into the ear of the love interest before bending her over in the most filthy way. Fingers wrapping around her throat... And all of this just because some geeky nerd gave you that book.

Meanwhile, Kakashi is still in that store. Still working and still scrolling through some ecchie art on his Instagram feed. And yet even he could not forget you. That little faint blush when you approached. The way you looked at him and did not oversee him.

The worst part? He got these thoughts. He loved his smutty books and maybe even this anime/manga art, but it could not compare to the fact he would love to know how it would feel. How it would feel to have your soft thighs spread for him and let him indulge. Not that he thought he would be a good one—he was a virgin, but of course he would try his best.

Then you came walking through the door, all cute and stuff with that little smirk on your lips. Placing the book neatly on the reception. "You know, pages 389 to 436 were my favorite. I marked it for you," you said innocently in tone, but the intention was anything but that. And since Kakashi knew the book, he looked up. Only these dark eyes taking you in. For someone who was a virgin, he was damn good at seeming nonchalant about it.

"You mean the chapter after they leave the onsen bath?" he asked just to be sure he had the right scene in his head. You nodded and then tilted your head.

"Yes like right th-" but before you could open the book, he stopped you.

"I know exactly what scene..."  

And none of you really knew how it came to this. Just another 30 minutes and the store would have closed, so 30 minutes would not make a difference, right?

Because now you were up in the apartment right above the store.

White sheets soft under your bare thighs, but what was only softer was his tongue.

It was flat against your pussy, now dragging it all the way up to your clit. Glasses somewhere in the bed, forgotten. And his mask? Pulled down just for this purpose. You had begged him to see his face, but he just said he was shy. Grabbing both your thighs with these large hands, gods, you were soft, skin soft like petals. It could make him groan, but he tried to keep it together.

Did he say he was a virgin? Not with one word; when you wouldn't notice, you wouldn't ask. When he was quick enough, just like the guys in the books, maybe you would even forget it.

And Kakashi always had been good with his tongue. Good at speaking recommendations, good at smiling even when it was hidden, but it reached his eyes anyway. And now he's good at dragging it through wet folds as if he were starving. Starving for something so sweet he never had the chance to indulge in before. 

Before you could see any flicker of his face, it was between your legs. What made your head tilt back in the pillows. One hand reaching down, grabbing gently his white hair. "You're so pretty down here," he murmured, taking a look. Fingers spreading your cunt just a little wider, thumb dragging a little circle over your clit—what made you shudder. He took a look just to make sure he would be able to satisfy you. Kakashi found your clit, and he loved playing with that little nub. Because of these noises that came out of you.

"Are you always this forward?" you asked then before you could not help it and pushed his face back again. Maybe you would find the answer there.

"Just doing what you liked on the pages. Something wrong?" his voice low and raspy with not a hurry in the world. God, he loved it down there. A pretty pussy on his tongue, squirming hips he holds down as if he would always do that.

"Fuck...it's so sweet. Didn't think it really would be like this," he whispered against your hot skin.

And it was the way you arched; your body talked to him. It was like he just knew what to do. You said the scene you liked, and he was determined to make it happen like in that book.  

A worshipping proper for a beautiful woman like you. "Gods... I want to drown in you. You would let me, pretty girl?" he murmured, and his lips, glossy and slick, closed around your clit before he sucked. And that whimper, that pretty, needy whine that left your throat. It made his cock twitch. The pearly pre-cum just dripped from his tip in his pants.

He did not even know how he was able not to just burst in his pants. To ease his ache, he just started grinding against the mattress. Eyes of him rolling back. You grabbed his hair a little firmer.

"Hmmm, you're so good with your tongue. I barely made it 10 minutes up here," you stuttered, your thighs trembling. And he just put them over his shoulders. The rush of blood in his ears was damped by your warm and soft thighs around his head now. Just to shove his tongue back into you. Always the tip inside and the way his nose nudges your clit.   

"Kashi...please," you whimpered again. This is when his ears perked up. When he looked just slightly up from your pussy. Just enough so you saw the upper half of his face. "You know my name, and now you give me a nickname?" he asked, with that low rumble in his chest. Did he sound confident? Hell yes. But did he just cum a tiny little bit in his pants when you said that? Also yes.

"Your name was printed on the cash receipt, Kakashi Hatake. How should I not...ohh." Your back arched, and your jaw dropped. So filthy being interrupted. You were attentive enough to keep the receipt and then to give him a nickname. But the reason why you ended up with a dropped jaw? He eased two fingers inside you and felt the warm, velvety texture of your pussy.

Just to crook them out of instinct. He was so not aware that he was a natural at pleasuring women. Always shy, always trying to stay in the background, when his large hands and slender digits then were sheathed inside you as if this would be their place to be.

"Didn't think I would end up with a girl over the bookshop, and don't know the name yet. But this pussy knows me now. And it seems like she already is needy for me," he said when he just saw your clit twitching.   

"Y/N---my name is Y/N," you choked out when he pumped his fingers nearly too slow into you. Bucking your hips forward. You can't even remember the last time some man made you feel this good, and it was just the start.

He got a little boost when he saw he seemed to make it right. He rose up then, still with his palm between your legs. But you could see his face now. Beautiful and angular. Your hands now rested on the back of his neck.

"Even pretty up here, when you look like this," he rasped before bending his head down to you. The contrast was nearly adorable. His fingers worked you open, made you clench around him, and yet the way he tried to attempt the first kiss between you was nearly sweet.

"And now you're shy about kissing me?" asking with a sweet smirk on your lips, he just crooked his fingers and had you right where he needed you to be.

"A gentleman is just making sure you're content with me," he chuckled, before the little gap was closed.

Lips meeting yours, slow at first, testing out. Until it just ended in tongues and smacking your lips together. That handsome nerd just started to devour you. Still his slender digits dragged along your pussy, making you tremble when you kissed him back. Needing him more than you needed air right now.

Prettier than any hentai babes and fucking better than any book he could read. And Kakashi was not even inside you yet.   

"Wanna make you cum first," he spoke when his kisses went to your neck. Fingers thrusting in you faster, harder. Making this little come-here movement, what made your eyes roll back.

Everything he just put to the test was his first time, and yet he read so many books about just this, he knew what to do. He listened to your body, just as it was described in his books.

When you arched into him, he did something right. When your moan grew a little more pitched, he got that one spot. And when your walls squeezed his fingers, then you were closer than you maybe realized.

"Fuck...just like that," you whimpered before his tongue slid back into your mouth.

Usually most guys would suddenly change the pace and pattern when you said just like that. You mostly experienced it like that. But him? No, he kept it like that. Just how you said you need it. And it was clear your body needed him. These gentle finger pads were stroking that point in you with precision.

Kakashi was circling your tongue with his own. "You decided you needed me the second you stepped into the store, huh?" he mumbled before he caught your bottom and sucked on it.

This was then your cue to move your hands from his neck down to your blouse. You wondered why he did not even undress you first and just assumed he was, well, hungry. But you opened button after button. Creamy skin was peeking out now, underneath a lace bra. The swell of your breasts is clearly visible now. And this is when he let go of your lips just to look down. He was sure you were the most beautiful woman he ever saw.

Not just your body, although in his eyes you were perfect. It was the way you opened the buttons, without a rush and yet with a need because you wanted him to see. Your eyes softened with trust, although you barely knew him.

This conviction in your voice, when you simply decided he was worthy enough to touch you.

Not just a perv even with smutty lectures, a hopeless romantic—this is the truth about him.

Kakashi just blushed faintly, but before you were able to catch on, his thumb found your clit. Drawing small, firm circles on it, all while fucking you with his fingers.   

"I needed a book, and now I need the person who sold me the book," you answered just before that one knot inside you finally was so tight you let go.

You came all over his fingers. Hips bucking into him, and he cooed in your ear.

"Such a good girl, aren't you? Pretty pussy just coming all over me?" saying it with a hoarse voice, just how he learned it from his lecture of Icha Icha. You shuddered when he still fucked you through it. Fingers were gently pulled out after you were done.

And then the change—you surprised him, but you just warmed up.

Rolling you two over so you straddled him then.

"You feel packing," you smirked then when you wiggled just slightly down his bulge. He felt warm underneath you, and the thing was. Every bit of confidence he had was gone.

Because he just tried not to combust in his pants.

"Am I?" he asked when you brought his hands up to your chest while you slowly ground down on him. And that little sigh you made, his soul left his body, he was sure.

"Cute, all hands and words until I flip us over. What's wrong, handsome?" you asked, but not mocking, more like sweet. Cunt still pulsing through him, which made him hold back a groan. It was simply different when he was the one who actually did something to you. When you did something to him, how the hell should he handle that?

"You just feel...soft. Like, really soft," he let out before his hands just slightly squeezed one of your tits. You took off the bra, and his eyes widened.

"Prettier than any waifu," he mumbled. This was when you laughed slightly. His one hand found your nipple, thumb grazing over it until it pebbled.   

"Better than your books and mangas?" you asked, and he just nodded, mesmerized by how hot you looked. "Then let's see how much better," you spoke before finally reaching down and freeing his member, and this is when you just felt him tensing up. You looked up and tilted your head. Leaning forward so your chest was pressed on his. "You ok?" just to make sure he was comfortable.

When you touched his rock-hard cock, his face turned into the pillow. You chuckled and kissed his jaw. His length was throbbing in your hand, leaking with pre cum when you smeared it over the pink tip. He was already panting as if he would be inside you.

This is when it spilled out of him, not sure if he actually would take it when you just sank down on him.

Your skin is so soft, your tits are just what he needed, and that pussy of yours? He can't handle that so easily. He made you cum, he tasted you, and he fucking loved it. Now that your attention was on his need, gods, it was over.

He grew shy, a big dick and yet so shy to have it inside you.

"Actually I'm a virgin...." This confession was whispered into the room. You stopped grinding then.  

Kakashi thought it just might be over, that it would not be what you had been looking for.

"What was that?" you asked him, surprised, but your voice was not unkind. This is when his hands settled on your plush thighs, needing to hold on to something when he looked up to you.

"I'm a virgin. You would be my first... I know it's, like, not really common to be this late..." You did not let him speak further. When you laid a finger on his lips and bent down to him. Your tits against his chest, he was still not undressed. "A virgin? You ate me out like you always do and used your fingers as if you know what you're doing. You got a packing friend down there, and you tell me you don't know how to use it?" But this is when you went back to your motion. Taking your hand down his core. Fingertips tapping along his length.

He was twitching there; you felt it. The blush that crept up his neck was adorable.

"I read a lot, but nothing could brace me for...that," he said and nodded toward your pussy and the way you then squeezed his dick. He could not help it, and a groan slipped out of him. 

"And you think this scares me off then?" you asked, sweetly placing a kiss on his jaw and another lower. Before you sucked on his neck.

"Usually women don't approach me like you, read Icha Icha, and tell me they liked pages 389 to 436. This was fucking naughty." Kakashi told you, maybe getting back some composure, although this one was thrown out of the window when you started to wrap your hand around him.

"Shit..." He sucked his teeth. Face trying to hide in the crook of your neck.

"You know, you are tall, and you have white hair. And maybe some people need more than just one look. Actually, you are really handsome. You just want to hide yourself in your books and mangas here in that store. Perhaps this was my intention to go inside it. Just to pull you and your pretty dick out of it, at least a little," you chuckled softly. Slowly dragging your hand down his shaft. His hips bucked upwards in an attempt to get more.

"So now you're here to get me out? What's next?" His little banter came back, but only enough not to just come over your hand.

"Next? I'm going to sit on your cock and bounce on you until you don't know where your head is. And then...maybe I let you ask me out. Or we skip that and go right to page 578," you said it with the sweetest conviction you could before you sat up again.   

You looked down then. His cock was pretty; it was big, but not brutal. A slight curve upwards, veins standing out and thicker at the base. And this little silver hair down there. For some reason his happy trail made you feral. You moaned yourself when you started to coat him just a little with your slick. Rubbing all of it in one move with your hips. Your bare, warm cunt right on top of his pulsing need.

This was when he grabbed your hips tighter.

"We should take off your shirt, hm?" you asked and helped him out of it, and the sight didn't betray you.

He was lean and built far more than you ever thought under that shirt. And then you guided his dick right to your entrance. Just to slowly sink down. Inch by inch, the broad tip was sucked into you, because no matter if he were a virgin or not...this man made you feel good.

He was cute and yet had another side you would tickle out of him.   

His eyes glued to the point when your walls swallowed him slowly. "You're doing so well." You cooed when you heard that little whimper that left his throat. "You're tight...and it's so fucking warm. You feel so wet around me... I...hmmm." He tried to keep it down; he really tried. And when you were perched up on him, his head tipped back.

"It's so cute.... You feel really good too, honey." You say it with that mischievous edge. Before you started to circle your hips. This was also the moment you closed your eyes and just went after your feeling. Slow at first, attentive to how he was squirming underneath you. It was the first time you took a virginity; you wanted to do it right. Patient and understanding.

You felt how his veins dragged along your insides; it made you sigh. Feeling his hands getting bolder. One still on your thigh, fingertips digging into your flesh to hold tighter. To feel you.

The other now traveled up to your breasts again. Squeezing, massaging. Testing out how you whimpered when he pinched your nipple.   

"How does it feel?" you asked, looking down at him. Eyes half-lidded, white lashes fluttering as he tried to hold your gaze. His breath came out ragged. "Fucking heaven." His answer was short before he sat up too. And you cupped his face before you started to bounce. Not too much yet, but enough that he felt it. Both palms of his are now on your ass.

"Fuck, you make me lose it," he said hoarsely as he looked you now in the eye. You kissed him before you pushed his face in your tits and then started what you had promised.

Bouncing on him. His large hands helping to slam down. Both of you moaning in synch. Before he tried to catch a nipple sucked on you. "You're so perfect. Not just pretty, so beautiful you should be called art." It was cute how he said it, so romantic, lowkey obsessed just because he felt pussy for the first time.

"Already in love?" you teased, hands on his shoulders. And he just heard the obscene squelch from how wet you were.

"With the way you feel? Absolutely," he choked out. But it did not take long enough for you to stay in control. Since he noticed he could drag it out. Since he went with the rhythm of your body. Not thinking, just feeling now. When he flipped you two over again, he was still inside you. Not even wasting a second, slamming forward, what made you cry out in surprise.

"You learn fast," you manage to say before his hand finds your face and makes you look at him. When he gave you a particularly deep and hard stroke.

God, he loved the way your eyes softened when he did it. The way your lips part. And this cute little whimper came out. When he did it again, how your eyebrows twitched and the slight sweat on your temples. When your pussy grew just so wet, it was running down his balls. How you sucked him in, whole, as if you never wanted him to let go.

His thumb grazed your bottom lip then.

"I just figured out what I need to do," he replied, kissing your forehead. And this was the moment you melted. Because forehead kisses? This felt deep then, not just a little fuck.

He was cute, yet felt deep and cared much. Although after that he just started to rearrange your insides.   

"Oh god..." you moaned, hands on his shoulders, nails digging into his strong muscles. He thrust faster, deeper. His one hand remained on your hip to keep you steady.

"Feels even better, like this. You look so pretty when your eyes roll back," he murmured, even when you heard he still tried to keep in check.

"Don't hold back. Just do what you think is right," you urged, and after that, both hands stayed on your hips, and he sat up. And the picture you were seeing? Absolutely handsome. Strong chest with his flexing abs by every thrust. Veiny forearms were holding you down, and he had let his head fall back. His adam apple bobbing.

"Can't believe I missed something out like that for so long. Fuck, you feel divine. You know what you taste like?" he asked. Maybe it was half babbling, half confession, because slowly you believed he got drunk on you. Not that you would mind.

"Huh?" you asked, too busy to moan since he was dragging his cock just right along your walls. Making you squeeze him tighter. Making him stay just inside.

"You tasted like cream and blackberries; I could have drowned in there. But I can't even let go of this because you feel even better. Can't explain, just so good it makes me want to stay inside you as long as you let me, sweetheart," and after this the only thing you could do was to whimper. 

His cock was more than perfect, hitting all the right spots, his veins dragging along your walls in a way that made you shudder. And how his hands grabbed you tighter just because he was afraid you would vanish. Kakashi always thought when he would finally have a girl, then that it would happen after he had done everything. Convinced he was worth the time. That he would take her out, he would listen, and he would just try to figure out so that women would notice he might have his quirks but isn't less romantic. Because Kakashi was a hopeless romantic, you even noticed it in the way he pounded into you.

Voice raspy and deep, like some smoky velvet that lay around you, which made your cute pussy throb in response. The way he groaned as if you were the best thing in the world, as if you would be everything he needed, everything he ever wanted.

Then he looked down at you, right in this lovely face. He would take you out, at least when you would let him.   

Perhaps things were twisted now; he fucked you first before he could show you the whole package. "Fuck..." you sobbed, because no man had looked at you like he did.

All serious, because your pussy clenched in the best way around him.

"Still doing ok, baby?" he asked, and you only could nod before his eyes went down to your cunt. Sopping wet, and it was so cute how your clit twitched. He had read this a thousand times at least, so he wasn't going to abandon your clit. The pad of his thumb at first touching your outer lip. Petal soft before he smeared the wetness over your nub, earning a little whine from you. So he did it again and again, firmer in little neat circles, because the gasp that came out of your red-kissed lips was everything that made him go even faster. Watching how his thick cock was moving in and out of you. The way your toes curled.

"Ok? I believe...uh, no one ever fucked me ever like that," you managed to answer.

"No one looked so..." You could not even find the word since you knew you technically didn't know him that well.

"In love?" he smirked, white hair falling in his face, when his dark eyes gleamed with it. He was in love with your pussy. The way you responded to him. That you thought he was worth it just because he gave you a book... 

And this is when you ended up on all fours. Round ass presented to him like an offering. Skin soft and yielding under his touch when his warm palm gave it a squeeze.

It did not take long for you to arch back against him. "Please..." you begged, you fucking begged him, a nerd. Someone who read smut openly and yet, just because of that, gave you the best dick of your life. "Fuck, you know you're going to kill me like that?" Kakashi rasped before he sunk back in, in that welcoming wet heat that enveloped his dick and his senses.

"I should've taken you out and bought you roses. I should've been patient...and...shit." He cursed when he heard how lewdly your cunt sounded, how your puffy clit was brushed by his balls every time he sank into you.

"You can take me out after this...just don't stop, honey, yeah?" you puffed out, hands grabbing the sheets underneath you, as you tried to fuck back into him. Your head in the pillows, helplessly moaning.   

"As if I can stop even when I want... Can I...can I cum i-" He wanted to ask so politely if he could cum inside you, if he could fill this pretty pussy up until you were dripping and full of him.

"Inside me, baby," you answered faster than intended. Before he leaned over you. Hand laid on the curve where your thigh and hip met. Fingers nearly bruising you with how tight he holds you. Still making a mess of you and perhaps of himself. You felt his chest pressed against your back when he reached around to actually grab your throat.

"I read that girls like that..." he whispered in your ear as he pulled you up by your neck. Lips against your neck, tender and yet somehow possessive. The sound of flesh echoed in the room. Only your needy little sounds and wet pussy, and the sexy deep groan of him when he felt you tighten around him.

"You read all of that, and fuck, even better," you replied as you nodded so his grip on your vulnerable throat tightened just a little. Not choking, not this time at least.

"So fucking pretty like that. Can't hold it in much longer, sweetheart." That murmur was filthy but so true. "You're close, aren't you?" It was not really a question when you gave a nod. Puffy folds swallowed him so deep from behind, it made your head spin.   

"It's fine, baby, you can fill me up; I want you to," you cooed then, one hand of yours reaching behind to tangle in his white strands, and that was it, the sweet little voice of yours and the way you were so hot and needy for him. When he was starting to chase his high, making you cry out in a pitch. Having you cum on his cock in no time when Kakashi nearly whined with the way you squeezed him, milking him for every drop of pearly cum that was flooding your insides.

"God, so perfect, how can someone be so perfect?" He was murmuring stuff about you as if you would be holy. How you were the perfect waifu with a perfect pussy.

You saw white when you came around him. Hands holding onto his arm that was still on your neck with his hand.

Shaking thighs as he rode out the orgasm with you. You felt the sticky cum run down the insides of your legs.

And this was when he slowly let go of you. You fell forward, and he too, on top of you, covering your ruined frame.

Both of you need to catch your breath, trying to process. Kakashi slowly pulled out, seeing the way you flinched because you were a little tender. "Shhh," he cooed, his thumb rubbing soothing circles in your backside. "Sorry when-" you cut him off. "No reason to apologize, you were great," you giggled then.

"So you'll let me take you out for a book date then? At Friday?" he asked after a short moment of silence.

"Oh I am looking forward to it. We just need to clarify if this is a book date like that or actually a cozy one," you teased him lovingly. 

"Why not both?" The reply was a little cocky, even when you felt him nuzzle your hair. The air itself smelled like sex, but you...you smelled like something he actually didn't want to miss out on.

"I mean, I would love to take you out as you deserve. Usually things are the other way. I mean, I didn't think we'd end up here so suddenly," he said to you, and then had a pause.

"I saw you. I knew you were good. I mean, you look fine. You want to take me out. A little shy, but that's cute. I agree it was a little sudden, but I would do it again with you. Actually, anytime," you chuckled before shifting just a little underneath him. Your body warm against his, molding so perfectly against his lean frame.