▫️ Rook.

Requested by @mgkisdaddytho

"can u plzzz write a story about losing virginity with rook but then like super fluff aftercare🥺🥰"

A/N: this is the first request I've ever done so go easy on me 😅🥰

Warning: swearing, no condom (be safe kids), losing virginity

Ok, so your best friend kissed you. It could be worse. It could’ve been in front of a large group of people. Oh wait, it was. It could’ve been a drunken dare. Oh wait, it was. It didn’t have to mean anything to you. Oh wait, it did. You didn’t have to make it uncomfortable by running off like a hot mess. Oh wait, strike four, you did. If it had been anyone else, you wouldn’t have cared but it wasn’t anyone else, it was Rook. The guy you’ve been secretly in love with for months since you first met him. You know that no one else knew and it wasn’t really Baze’s fault for making the dare in the first place.

Ashleigh is the only person you’ve confided in. She’s the group ‘mom’. She keeps everyone in line, on tour and at home and because of this responsibility, she’s extremely observant. The only reason she knows is because she’s the only one who worked it out, all on her own.

You couldn’t even blame Rook for not saying no to the dare. How could you? He’s as oblivious as everyone else. He doesn’t know that every time he brags about banging a new woman, it chips away your soul more and more each time. That’s your issue and you’re dealing with it as best you can. He doesn’t need to know that in the months since you’ve met him, you haven’t had a single date because you are so head over heels in love with him that no other man compares.

You lie back on the bed and try to stop the tears falling in a continuous stream down your face. You’re so fucking embarrassed that you don’t know if you’ll ever be able to face your friends again.

Its just a stupid crush for God’s sake!

It's not just Rook’s good looks that attract you to him. Sure, his toned, muscular body is nothing to overlook, he works hard for his body. However, his personality is just as attractive. He’s smart and hilarious and his taste in music is second to none. You can not only sit and talk to him for hours, but you can also just hang out and watch a movie or he can lie next to you on your bed, scrolling through his phone while you read a book. You’re both just comfortable in each other’s company that you can spend hours together and it still feels like a new friendship. No, you don’t need to ruin that perfect friendship by sharing your feelings.

There’s a light tap at the door and you sit bolt upright as it slowly opens to reveal Rook, sheepishly rubbing the back of his neck. “Are you ok?” he asks, slowly striding across the room to sit beside you on the bed.

“Yeah, I’m fine. It was just getting a bit loud down there and I needed a break,” you lie through your teeth.

“So it had nothing to do with me kissing you on a dare?” he asks as he studies you, one eyebrow raised and you drag your bottom lip between your teeth. His eyes zero in your lips.

Damn, he’s good.

Before you can say anything more, his lips are on yours again and you’re completely taken aback. You gasp at his touch and he smiles against your lips. You melt into him almost immediately and he leads you up the bed until you’re lying on your back, your head resting comfortably on a pillow. His hands roam your body and you heat at his touch. He leads his lips from your lips, down your jawline and to your neck. He nips and sucks at your neck and you moan at the feelings of pleasure pooling between your thighs. He sucks hard on the spot just below your ear. Is he leaving a hickey? He follows the line of your neck until he reaches the swell of your breasts, predominant in your low-cut tee. He kisses gently at your cleavage. He pulls the fabric down so your right breast is exposed and he encapsulates your nipple in between his lips, sucking and licking at it until you’re squirming under his mouth. His hand slips up your skirt, between your thighs and rubs your slit gently.

“So wet,” he moans against your nipple.

He turns his attention to the other breast before finally running his mouth lower. He lifts your top so that your stomach is exposed and peppers your skin with kisses and nips. Once he reaches your naval, he runs his tongue towards the button of your skirt. He looks up at you and you nod with approval. He removes your skirt and panties and appraises your body with his eyes.

“So beautiful baby,” he coos and your insides turn to liquid.

Baby? Did he just call me that? You think to yourself but you don’t have long to dwell on it because his tongue starts to run down your slit and tease your hole. You almost buck yourself right off the bed. Rook hooks his arms around your thighs to hold you in place as he continues his assault against your most sensitive area. Without warning he dips a finger inside you and you cry out in pain. He immediately pulls back and sits up on his knees to look at you questioningly.

“What’s wrong?” he asks softly, concern clear on his face.

“Nothing, nothing. It’s just I’ve never been…fingered before,” you whisper the word like it’s dirty.

“Yeah but you’ve had a guy in you before, so what’s the difference?”

You don’t say anything. You can’t look at him. Instead, you just stare at an invisible thread on your top.

“Y/N, you’ve had sex before, right?” You wish the floor would just swallow you up as you shake your head, too embarrassed to speak. “Oh,” is all Rook says.

A tense silence settles over the two of you. You feel flustered and uncomfortable as the silence grows between you. You want to know what he’s thinking but you’re too scared to ask him so instead you just sit there and allow the noise from downstairs to drown it out. You don’t want to be the first one to say something because you don’t really know what to say to make the awkwardness go away. Rook takes the burden off you.

“I could be your first,” he whispers. You look up at him and he’s watching you intently.

“You…you would do that for me?” you ask, so shocked by the gesture that you almost throw yourself at him.

In the back of your mind, a little voice is telling you that this is a bad idea but you push it down. Do now, think about the consequences later.

“Of course I would, you’re my ride or die,” your heart flutters like it does every time he calls you that.

You know it means something completely different to him than it does to you but it still warms your insides just the same. You nod your head in agreement and Rook smiles at you.

“Lie down, baby,” he instructs you and you lie back.

He is between your legs again but this time he is using only his mouth and it is heaven. You haven’t really fooled around with guys because they usually want it to end the same way and you’ve just never been ready for that with anyone, besides Rook. At least with Rook, you know it with mean something, even if only to you. His tongue is flicking your swollen clit and you moan as you tangle your fingers into his hair. You tug and grind as he sucks on the bud of nerves. Your legs tremble as you feel that familiar knot in the pit of your stomach that you get when you play with yourself.

Suddenly, you're seeing stars as an orgasm crashes over you. Rook's tongue stills as your thighs tighten around his head. You release him as you come down from your high. He stands and begins to strip his clothes, one article at a time.

You take the moment to allows your eyes to rake over his body. You never normally get to ogle at him so obviously so you make the most of it. You study the way his muscles move and contract as he lifts is t-shirt over his head to reveal abs and a defined V. He has a small trail of hair starting from his naval and disappears into his black briefs. You know pretty much every tattoo on his skin but they look different somehow. Maybe because you're not just catching random glimpses of them in Colson's pool. He catches you watching him and he grins at you.

"Like what you see, honey?" you nod your head and he chuckles.

He removes his briefs and your eyes nearly fall out of your head. He's big, bigger than you expected, and thick. If you weren't nervous about this before, you definitely are now that you know what is coming. It was shocking enough when he put a single finger inside you. He rests himself back between your leg and helps you remove your top. You feel self-conscious as his eyes rake over your body and your skin erupts into goose bumps as he trails a finger from your neck, down between the valley of your breasts, not stopping until he gets to your pubic bone.

"How have I never noticed how amazing your body is?" he asks in a serious tone. He looks up at your eyes and smiles and you bite your lip feeling like a goddess.

"Because you're blind," you joke with a laugh.

"Yeah, in more ways than one," he mutters under his breath.

You're fairly sure you weren't meant to hear that. He grabs his length and begins to rub himself up and down your entrance.

"I'm just lubricating myself to try and minimise the pain for you, ok?"

You nod and he continues, not realising that every time his rubs the head of his cock against your clit, your stomach flips with pleasure. He looks up at you through his lashes and your heart almost stops. He's so devastatingly handsome and you know this is going to hurt emotionally so much in the light of day. But for now, you just try and be in the moment.

"This is going to hurt, so you tell me to stop whenever you need, ok baby?" you nod and hold your breath. "Don't hold your breath, it makes it worse. Just breathe with me, ok?"

He leans down so that his chest is pressed up against your breasts and takes deliberate deep breaths so you can feel his movements. He begins to move and you cry out in pain as the unfamiliar pressure and tearing feeling. Your eyes water and you can't stop the sob that escapes your lips.

"Do you want me to stop, honey?" Rook asks with concern but his voice is strained. You shake your head and he continues to move.

He encapsulates your lips with his to try and catch each one of your cries of pain and help distract you. He takes deep breaths to remind you to breathe and it actually does help. Once he's completely inside of you, he stills his hips to allow you to get use to the feeling of being stretched.

"I…I think I'm ok now," you whisper in his ear.

He slowly pulls out of you and although it throbs, the pain is not nearly as bad. After a few slow movements, the pain has been replaced with pleasure and you start to moan and grind against Rook. You hook your thighs around his hips and wrap your arms around his body to hold him as close to you as possible. He places kisses all over your neck and across the top of your breasts as he quickens his pace, hitting your g-spot perfectly.

"So beautiful," he moans into your ear as he nibbles on your earlobe.

You feel that knot in the pit of your stomach as he continues to hit that same delicious spot over and over again. You can't hold out any longer as the stars return.

"Rook!" you cry out as your climax hits you harder than it did the first time. Your body is trembling but Rook's hips don't slow as you come down from your high which makes the feeling so much better.

"Fuck, Y/N!" he cries out and he pulls out of you, spraying your stomach in his warm cum. He pants and collapses on top of you, catching his breath. "Wait here," he pants and climbs off you. He pulls on his jeans without his briefs and heads out the door, closing it softly behind him.

You lie there in your afterglow, completely high off the moment. You're not thinking about tomorrow. You're not thinking about how this is only going to make you want Rook more than ever. This moment right here, is enough.

Rook returns with a damp wash cloth and he wipes the tender area between your thighs as softly as possible. He cleans your stomach and assess the sheets.

"There's a bit of blood on the sheets so you'll have to hop off so I can change them. You should go pee, stops you from getting any infections. I probably should've warn a rubber."

You can't distinguish his feelings from his tone of voice. He almost sounds like a doctor or something. Just spurting off random facts without any emotion or concern. You put your clothes back on and excuse yourself to the bathroom. As you're peeing, the thoughts you were trying to push away earlier have begun to creep in.

This was a mistake. He can't even look at me any more. He probably already regrets it. He knows virgins get attached to the first guy they sleep with. He was just committing to the moment. He didn't really mean it when he called me baby.

There's a gentle knock at the door and you're pulled out of your thoughts. You pull your underwear up and finish in the bathroom. You open the door and Rook is standing there, looking sheepish again and he rubs his neck.

"The bed is ready," he says and you're slightly confused but you nod anyway.

He leads you back to the bedroom and sure enough, there are fresh sheets on the bed. The old sheets are rolled into a ball in the corner and Rook tells you he'll wash them tomorrow before Colson can see them. You sit on the edge of the bed again and this time, instead of feeling awkward, you feel an overwhelming sense of grief. You're mourning the loss of the best friendship you've ever had and the feeling is just too much. Your eyes begin to well and tears finally spill.

"Hey honey, why are you crying?" Rook asks with concern, pulling you to his chest and stroking your hair.

"Because that's it. We're going to go back to just being friends and we won't talk about this and it will get awkward until eventually-"

"I don't want to go back to just being friends," he interrupts you. He pulls your head back so he can cups your cheeks between his large hands. "Sex is not always like that. That was…amazing. I know this might be hard for you to believe but that is the best I've ever had and it was because it was with you, someone I care about, someone I…love. I don't want to be just your first, I want to be your last."

Rook studies your face, trying to gauge your emotions. Your face breaks out into a huge smile and practically launch yourself at him, kissing him passionately. He chuckles against your lips as they assault him with kisses.

"Say it," he whines against your lips.

"First and last."