#shy sub

Shy nerd who shakes as he types his number in my phone

Shy nerd who texts back too quickly and eagerly, agreeing to meet at my place

Shy nerd who sits on my floor instead of my bed, trying to keep his eyes off me

Shy nerd who tries to ignore that I keep getting closer, his eyes drifting from the paper to my chest. His breathing hitches as he sees my chest move up and down, my breath tickling his arm

Shy nerd who watches my hand drift up his arm and pushes slightly against his chest, making him lean back against the bed. He drops his pencil as I sit on his lap, hovering over him

Shy nerd who blushes as I gently lift his chin to meet mine. “I see how you look at me” I say, “do you want me?”. He nods his head and I fully sit on his lap, feeling his growing cock against me

Maybe I'll have them do a slow sensual tease beforehand. Slowly undressing themselves. Only letting them stimulate their nipples, or having them suck on their fingers and press down on their tongue until they're all sloppy and drooling.

And then, once they're warmed up, we can get to the main event. Will they use toys? Or just their hands? How fast or slow do they like it What expressions do they make when their thoughts start to dribble away?

If they look away, even for a second, I'm gonna bend them over my knee and spank them until they're a sobbing mess. So better to deal with the embarrassment.

Her hand was right there, just an inch from mine, grasping the guardrail; I lifted my trembling fingers; my heart thumped against my ribs while my head throbbed, my senses blurring into a hazy knot.

Suddenly, the voice of insecurity roared in my head. If it was right, I wouldn't even deserve to stand by her side. I froze, turning my gaze toward the sky. In that deep silence, my heart felt ablaze, even as the ghost of her cigarette smoke drifted across my vision.

My mind berated me for my lack of courage; I felt crushed by the recurring fear of losing her.Then, I felt it. Warmth. It coiled around my knuckles. I looked down—it was her hand, closing the inch between us.

"You're cute when you try so hard." She chuckled, puffing out the perfect stream of smoke, gazing at me with amusement. I just stared at her, caught off guard. Why was she holding my hand?

I never expected her to see something else in me other than an office colleague. I never even had any hopes of being anything beyond that for her.

"Are you that fucking surprised?" She crushed the cigarette under her heel on the roof floor and stepped close to me, erasing the vast distance between us which I could not accomplish while I was just numb, confused even.

"Are you here?" She pressed her palm over my cheek driving a jolt down my spine. A wave of sweet tenderness thrashed against me. My eyes closed on their own. My chest lightened up and abruptly I was in her arms, sinking my face into her neck.

"How long have you been trying now? Two months?" Chuckling, she embraced me in her warmth and scent, her fingers slipping into my scalp.

Embarrassment pierced my being, my ears burned and my heart churned. Why did she know the exact duration?

"Please … stop talking." I cooed, terrified she’d voice every other desperate thing I’d done.

"Only if you say please, ma’am." She whispered in my ear, tightening her arms around me, and quickening the pace of my heart once again.

who doesn’t love the popular girl x nerdy boy duo?

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