#nsftw

I don't think P. LuPone would hold his lover as well as Lady D. (I imagine L.D. wears white long sleeves)

#Nsftw

first day of pride lessgooo

They did it, it was their last song. 

They put the payment on their house, they were moving in this week. 

Henrietta couldn't believe she was going straight from the stage to a house in Denver with her friends like they always talked about. 

Firkle was starting Colorado University, he was a protege that skipped several grades and graduated early. His parents paid his way as long as he stayed in school, he had every scholarship imaginable. Henrietta remained quite touched he chose Colorado University to stay close. He didn't want to give up on the band. 

Pete and Henrietta were starting their jobs afterward, she wasn't looking forward to it. She guessed she didn't know what else she was going to do, and it was nice of Pete to make sure she was set up. 

Maybe she just was ungrateful. It must have been left over from her parents. 

The lights dimmed over her and Firkle. It was the encore already? She was hardly aware of what song they were on. 

Firkle was unplugging and stripping down equipment. He nodded at Henrietta. 

Henrietta picked up what he had packed and followed him out the back door. 

He handed her a flask and pack of cigarettes as soon as they stepped out. 

Henrietta accepted graciously. 

"Thank you." She said taking a drink and digging through her jacket pockets for a lighter. 

It was too warm out for her leather jacket, but she hated how her arms looked in a tank top. 

She took a deep drag and extra swig out of the flask before passing them to Firkle, and loading the rest of their stuff in the van. 

"God, I'm glad to get off the road." She lamented collapsing in the back seat with a cigarette. She kept the door open, mindful of the smell. 

"You sure you're ready to go home with food daddy forever?" Firkle raised a brow. 

Henrietta scowled. "Stop calling him that!" 

Firkle rolled his eyes. "Every time you guys get together you start bickering now, I miss when we were all chill and just friends before--" Firkle cutting himself off.

Henrietta sat up on her elbows. "Before?" She prodded. 

"You got sick..." Firkle said quietly. "Pete got obsessed with it, it's changed both of you a lot." 

Henrietta blinked her gaze down. "I know, I'm sorry..." She muttered, sitting up. 

"I'm not mad, I just miss my friends." Firkle squeezed her shoulder. "You'd tell me if Pete and you had problems, right?" 

Henrietta snapped her head towards him. "What do you mean?" She asked quickly, her heart hammered in her chest. 

"Well... I just noticed how much more distant you are. You're our best friend, too, Henny... If something's going on don't be scared to come to me or Michael, we know how he is..."

"He's awesome! It's fucking Pete!" She said, motioning her arms to the door. 

"He's just as much my friend, dude, but that's why I can admit when he sucks, and you used to, too!" Firkle pointed out. "You tiptoe around him like crazy, you didn't even get this quiet when you just had a disorder!" 

"Shut the fuck up, I'm not a coward ass little bitch-ass football player wife!" She shot narrowing her eyes. Offended Firkle would think of her in such a light. 

"You said it." Firkle muttered. 

Pete and Michael exited through the back door. Pete pulled Henrietta up and wrapped his arms around her, kissing her. 

She pulled away exchanging a look with Firkle. She sent a glare that told him to shut the fuck up. She loved Pete, she was happy! 

--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

"There it is." Michael said pulling up to an older house on the outskirts of Denver. 

They piled out of the SUV. Michael's parents gave it to him as a graduation gift. 

Pete and Henrietta started at a bar at the end of the week, and Michael got an off season job cleaning airplanes. His dad worked on planes in South Park, it was seasonal and gave him plenty of time to handle everything going on with their band, which was generating enough to pay rent and a few bills every month by this point. 

Firkle made several logo designs, and Michael was figuring out how to sell merchandise. Their plan was pretty solid, and they weren't off to a bad start by any means. 

"Let's bring our beds in, we don't have to take the truck back until Monday and I just wanna sleep." Pete grumbled. 

Henrietta's heart fluttered and she hoped that meant they weren't going to have the cum-swallowing fight tonight. 

Firkle and Henrietta immediately started taking frames and headboards in.

Pete and Michael carried in mattresses. 

There were four bedrooms, but Pete only brought three beds, and set a queen up in what Henrietta assumed would be her room. 

She swallowed the feeling down. They were a couple and they loved each other, they needed the other room for their instruments and equipment, anyway. Why was she always finding something stupid to complain about?

She sat on the bed in their new bedroom. She was actually getting excited about decorating when Pete barged in tossing sheets and a comforter on her mattress. 

"We made it Hen!" He said flopping down and pulling her with him. 

She laughed. "Yeah, kinda... I'm still just a bar waitress, though..." She sighed. 

"You're eighteen, you're supposed to be." He cupped her chin and pressed their lips together. "They're gonna headline our band when we're not working, I think you'll really like this place. Give it a chance." 

Henrietta sighed and nodded. "I'm just nervous, it's been a lot of change really fast..." She said chewing her thumbnail. 

"I'll be there the whole time, and I always stay exactly the same." He said flipping his bangs, dyed with the exact same brand since junior high. 

Henrietta laughed, and ran her fingers through his hair. "Fair point." She said, she let him kiss her, and kissed him back hard.

"We have our very own room all to ourselves." Pete grinned, trailing kisses down her chest. 

Henrietta froze, it was too difficult to read Pete's mind and figure out what he wanted. When she thought she knew he changed it. The only consistency was that she absolutely had to swallow or he wouldn't ever 'really get off'. 

She figured it was the least she could do for how much she's been there. 

They all wanted this house, and this life together. She needed to enjoy it or she was going to be the one that fucked everything up.

"Let me serve you." Pete breathed out, pulling her shirt off. She would, but she had to admit she was getting bored of going along with everything he wanted all of the time. 

It would be fun to have her own requests fulfilled but he insisted she should be happy he makes her cum so much. 

And he absolutely did. Pete was so gorgeous, so smart, and so good in bed. She had no idea why she got so frustrated with him. 

Her phone buzzed, and she took it out of her pocket to check it. Pete frowned and shot her a look.

Henrietta instantly felt reminded. Anytime it didn't go how he wanted he pouted so bad it was insufferable. 

Dad: Hey, give me a call sometime, poodle. Miss you.

Her eyes widened, Pete looked disappointed. 

"It's my dad!" She explained haughtily, pressing dial. 

"Poodle!" 

"Dad!" Henrietta said. "I still haven't heard from mom! I got a house with my friends! I just packed up and moved on, dude! It's like neither of you had the decency to tell me I was kicked out!" She vented out in one breath. 

Pete watched on with his chin on his fist, discontent. 

"Baby, I'm so sorry..." Her dad sighed. "I know we let you down really bad, sweetheart, but I want to catch up, where are you?" 

"Denver." She answered. 

Pete scoffed. "Don't tell them!" 

She silently shot him a confused look. 

"I can make it there, when are you free? Mondays good?" Her dad asked hopefully. 

"That's fine." Henrietta sighed out, running a hand through her hair. "I wish you would have told me what was going on more, last year was hard." 

Pete's head dropped and he shot her another look. 

"I'm so sorry, poodle. I want to talk all about it, I'll take you to lunch on Monday? Three o'clock good?" He asked. 

"Yeah, that's fine." Henrietta agreed. 

"Good, baby. You doing alright? Pete taking care of you?" Her dad asked. 

"Yeah, he's great... he's been there." She jabbed. 

"...That's good." Her dad said quietly. "I'll see you Monday."

"See you." Henrietta said, clicking off before either of them had to decide if they should I love you, or anything normal. 

"Just forget them, I'm here. They ditched you with me, remember!" Pete huffed. 

Henrietta glared.

"Are you going to kick your mom out of our house if she shows up?" She challenged. 

"That's different!" Pete narrowed his eyes. "My mom can't help it and she loves me! Your mom beat the shit out of you! You're still covered in scars." He lifted her arm in front of her face, angry pale raised lines that scattered her arm came close to her vision. She ripped her arm away. 

"My mom didn't scar me on purpose, we fell into a china cabinet." Henrietta rolled her eyes. 

"While she was fucking strangling you!" Pete countered. 

"We strangled each other!" She corrected firmly, "and that was my dad, anyway." 

"Who just paid my dad to take his daughter." Pete grumbled. 

"I'm grateful for everything you and your dad did for me, baby, but I still want to see my dad and figure out what was going on." Henrietta said flatly. 

Pete sighed out of his nose. "I know that, princess, but I don't want to see you hurt again." He protested, he started rubbing her shoulders and she stiffened. Parent baggage and Pete's advances didn't mix. 

"Baby, I just called my dad." She pinched the bridge of her nose. 

Pete pulled his arms back. "God, you always take all of your shit out on me." He slammed his back against the mattress and crossed his arms over his chest. 

"No I'm not." Henrietta winced at how pleading and broken her voice sounded. "I want you, I really do, just not right this second..." 

"We were about to, and you already promised me move-in night." He pouted, pulling her back. 

"Pete--" 

"Seriously!? One stupid conversation and you ruin all our day and you want to tell him to come over and bring all that shit back into our lives?!" Pete hissed. 

"Dude! I just want to talk to my fucking dad!" Henrietta shot back, she didn't want him to have a say in this decision. 

"Don't call me 'dude'!" Pete scowled. "It's a bad fucking idea! Your parents gave you an eating disorder! They're fucking abusive, and you're better off with me!" Pete's voice was starting to raise. Henrietta's heart thudded in her chest. She figured living with Michael and Firkle would make the fights stop but one was building up on move-in day.

"You help me have an eating disorder." She narrowed her eyes. 

"You make me help you!" Pete growled back, leaning forward. "You never say anything about that when I buy you bronkaid, or hide your purging from Michael and Firkle. You bring it up as soon as you can use that against me! I'm not helping you be sick, I'm just making your life easier than fighting with them all the time!" 

"We wouldn't fight all the time if you didn't demand I had to swallow your cum five times a month!" Henrietta spat. 

"I don't demand anything!" Pete countered. "That's not even fucking fair! You're going to reach that far!? How many times did you cum tonight?" 

"You're not even grateful when I do it! You just act like I'm a piece of shit for not being able to every day!" She argued. 

"You'll throw up all day long but god forbid your boyfriend wants you to do something nice for him." Pete grumbled. 

"Jesus! Do you hear yourself!" Henrietta hissed. 

"I've gone down on you so much the little slit on my tongue has split open! I have to beg you to go down do you have any idea what that's like?! You wouldn't because I actually make you feel wanted!" Pete's voice cracked. 

Henrietta grimaced. "Baby--" 

"All I want is for you to feel beautiful, but you don't want me at all." Pete's voice shook, and he let his head drop to his knees. 

Henrietta flinched and scooted towards him, reaching her arm out to stroke circles on his back. 

"Please don't feel like that..." Henrietta started quietly. 

"I gave up everything to make you happy, I make sure you eat, I'm always here when you need a shoulder to cry on, I let you cum as much as you possibly can, anytime I want something you treat me like I'm a piece of shit! You act like I'm a fucking rapist!" He was near tears now, and Henrietta recoiled at the last word he used. 

"I don't think that! I've never said anything like that!" Henrietta sneered, disgusted. She'd never accuse anyone of something they didn't do! 

"Well, that's how you make me feel!" Pete ran an arm over his face. 

"Baby... I'm sorry... I don't want you to feel that way." Henrietta soothed. 

"...Then will you this once?" He asked tentatively. 

Henrietta sighed, and closed her eyes slowly, inhaling sharply through her nose. 

It was just two minutes of work, and it would make Pete feel better. 

Were they each other's first? Circumstances? Fallout?

Bonus points for brief thoughts on each of your major AUs? >_>

That's SO MANY AU'S

Canon

Kakashi is NOT Gai's first time, but Gai is Kakashi's. Kakashi has been a little too busy to e getting around, though he has some basic experience with Oral and handjobs with others, he has never had penetrative sex of any kind.

The circumstances are post sasuke leaving. Kakashi's struggling a lot, he's busy again and he's struggling a lot with his failure to pull Sasuke in and stop him from going after revenge. In the chaos Gai does what he does best. He sticks by Kakashi. Makes sure his friend knows he's not alone.

it happens one night when they're hanging out between missions. Gai's boasting about their great rivalry and it somehow comes to the topic of sex. Kakashi scoffs and says something along the times of' we're shinobi. we're too busy for sex life' which Gai corrects him quickly on. Gai has a sex life. He's rather active he has just never been able to pin down a certain partner. but then it hits him

Kakashi doesn't have a Sex life

Kakashi has never had sex

Gai's not sure why, but he decides it's his personal mission to fix that and Kakashi surprisingly doesn't argue. He's intrigued by this idea. The two of them decide to head back to Kakashi's apartment to try things out. see where they go.

They go...surprisingly quickly. Kakashi figures the two will jack off and be done, but he's entranced with Gai's body once it's laid out in front of him. He wants to get his hands on every inch that he can. Feel every muscle that Gai has so carefully toned.

what they both thought would be slow experimentation quickly turns into full blow, limbs tangled bedsheets on the floor sex and they love it. Gai has to guide Kakashi a bit and tell him just what to do, but well...Kakashi has always been a rather quick learner :)

The fallout? There isn't much. The two are a little awkward the next day but they get over it rather quickly and do it again within a week. and again a week later, and then slowly but surely it becomes a rhythm for them that they love. they don't even officially start dating, but they're enjoying each other's company as they always have with a little extra and they love that.

Samurai Kakashi AU

Neither of them is each other's firsts. Kakashi has had partners in the Land of Iron that didn't work out, and Gai has had partners in Konoha that didn't work out. they come together as equals ready to explore each other.

Their first time is in the land of iron, in the snow. Kakashi can't take Gai back to his house because that's past the border, but they make due. though, to be honest sex in the snow isn't all that comfortable. still, they enjoy what they can do and their first time in an actual bed together is beautiful

TMS AU

Gai is Kakashi's first but Gai has experience with others (has most definitely slept with Rin on more than one mission)

they sort of have two firsts.

Their first official time is when Kakashi is disguised as Sukea visiting Konoha and it's...awkward. Kakashi has to be careful not to have Gai take off his wig or expose him, but he's also wrapped up in Gai. enjoying every little thing they're doing, exploring Gai's body. It's beautiful and difficult and so very messy.

the second 'first' time is after the war. When Gai finally knows Kakashi is alive and can enjoy him without restraint. Where Kakashi doesn't have to keep a cover and can do as he pleases. It's hot and passionate and Gai's neighbours know exactly what he's doing because Kakashi is a screamer.

Modern AU

We're going to admit, this seems like the one time they would experiment as teenagers in high school, probably get really awkward for a while and try to return to just being friends, and then ultimately get together when they're older.

It's weird and awkward because they're weird and awkward and nothing goes right, but when they come back together years later it's a much different, more enjoyable experience for the both of them.

IWA Gai AU

They are each other's first. They're early 20's, both too busy with missions and training to try anything with anyone from their own villages, and then they find themselves in the worst situation

fighting back to back fending off other enemies.

They win of course but the adrenaline is too much for either of them and Kakashi ends up pinned up against a tree while Gai's sucking cock. The blow job is messy and far from the best, but they both have a lot of growing to do in this regard and Gai's damn smug when Kakashi's knees buckle after he cums.