#soad x reader

I know you've been struggling recently, and I just wanted to let you know that Im always here for you.

Love,

Serj

You had made it a point to disclose your sexual status very early on within the relationship. During your third date, whilst he was providing you with a ride home, you had confidently declared that you were a virgin, even stating that you wanted to keep it that way for a while. Of course, you had possessed a few different boyfriends within the past, and you had obviously been provided with many different opportunities. Yet, you had always decided to take things slow, to move at your own pace. You trusted your instincts and you were certain that the correct moment would present itself whenever the time was right.

You were informed of how most men would have typically reacted to such news, most likely avoiding you from then on. The idea of not having sex for an unknown period of time would have successfully spooked them. In fact, you had been dumped upon numerous occasions, simply as a result of such a small detail. A rather upsetting experience that only further solidified your decision to remain celibate.

However, Serj had appeared to be the exception to such a rule. He failed to simply deliver you to your respected home before never communicating ever again. He did not become persistent or impatient, attempting to convince you otherwise through the usage of various persuasion tactics. Instead, he appeared completely unfazed, as if such information wasn't that important at all.

"Thats fine with me. We can go as slow and wait as long as you need." He had responded, a soft and reassuring smile etched across his features.

For a moment, you were hesitant, assuming that he was simply attempting to manipulate you through the usage of a fake facade of acceptance. You had experienced it numerous times before, men acting both understanding and tender, simply in order to gain your trust before receiving what they had truly desired. Yet, you soon discovered that his claim had not been a lie. Even after months of being an exclusive couple, your boyfriend failed to become pushy or attempt to persuade you. In fact, he rarely even spoke of such a detail, allowing you to make such a crucial decision upon your own terms, whilst lacking any sort of social expectations. Even after a rather special date, when most couples would return home and participate within some form of intimacy, each of your evenings together were rather innocent. The two of you would simply observe a random film whilst cuddled together upon the couch, before eventually falling asleep within each others arms.

Of course, the two of you would participate within basic forms of affection, such as: Holding hands, hugging, and even kissing. Yet, your relationship had never continued any further than such average intimacy. Sure, you would sometimes initiate a rather intense make out session, your lips both conjoined and sloppy. You may have caressed his chest and allowed him to grasp at your waist, but you attempted to refrain from accidentally frustrating him. Obviously, it was your decision to take things both slow and steady, and Serj had always been completely supportive. However, it would also be unfair to sexually frustrate him in return.

During such passionate make out sessions, you would remain far away from his general groin area, avoiding accidentally brushing against his cock or unintentionally evoking him. His excitement would always be blatant, due to the manner in which he may become extremely warm, his face glazed beneath a rather flustered hue, along with the occasional grunt he would release. Yet, your boyfriend always failed to even slightly push you, allowing you to take the lead and permitting you to end such passion whenever you had desired, lacking any sign of disappointment or anger.

And maybe thats what had ultimately changed your mind: The reality that Serj genuinely appeared the least bit upset. He never became passive aggressive or distant, frustrated due to a lack of sex. He failed to belittle or demean you, simply because he was annoyed. Instead, your boyfriend remained completely tender. Even after months of dating, he had always been a rather loving partner, showering you with gifts, affection, and care. You trusted him, aware of the reality that he would never attempt to harm you. Serj was the exact individual you would desire to make such a big step with, someone who was honest, kind, and understanding.

After weeks of consideration, contemplating if you were truly prepared, you had finally disclosed such information. The two of you had simply been talking over the phone before bed one evening, chatting about your separate days and what you had been up to. Serj asked you about work and you had inquired about his hobbies. It had been a relatively average conversation, a rather comforting interaction that you savored each and every day.

"Serj?" You had paused for a moment, as if to collect the proper courage.

Your heart was actively pounding against your rib cage, your pulse so rapid within your ears, you worried you might become deaf. Of course you were nervous, afraid of what he might say and how he would possibly react. You worried he may reject you or that you would accidentally embarrass yourself. You were a grown woman who lacked any form of sexual experience after all, so you were completely unaware how such situations would typically proceed.

"I think Im ready to take things further." You had ultimately decided to just blurt it out, informed of the reality that if you had hesitated for too long, you would eventually become much too nervous.

As if a bomb had just detonated nearby, the line had become silent for a few seconds. Your boyfriend had remained mute upon the other end of the phone call, even his soft breathing was completely absent. You assumed you had accidentally upset him, due to his sudden quietness. Maybe you had unintentionally offended him, completely unaware of how to initiate such a conversation. Was there some unspoken rule you weren't yet aware of? A social expectation regarding sex that you were entirely uninformed of?

However, in all honesty, Serj was the least bit upset. He was not quiet as a result of anger or irritation. His silence was not due to rejection or offense. Instead, he was completely shocked. Your boyfriend was pleasantly surprised, even somewhat excited. Now, it was his turn to become rather nervous and awkward, his mouth agape whilst a slight smirk started to curve upon the edge of his lips.

Serj had never been even slightly upset regarding your decision. He had been perfectly content just cuddling and kissing. Of course, he wouldn't have minded becoming intimate with you, but he had always been understanding. Yet, within that exact moment, that was the absolute last thing he had expected. In fact, he assumed that you would have waited at least a few more months before even considering such a topic, never mind actually presenting the idea.

"Are-Are you sure? Because we don't have to do any-" he had began to ramble, afraid that he had somehow managed to pressure you into such a decision, and that you had only reconsidered out of complete guilt.

Maybe it had been the intense sensation of anxiety looming within your gut, or simply the result of his rather adorable and considerate reaction. Whatever the reason may have been caused you to suddenly release a rather unexpected giggle, slightly amused by Serj's frantic response.

No matter the situation, your boyfriend had always been rather attentive. If the two of you were simply observing a scary film, he would scrutinize each flinch and every gasp, searching for any sign that you were much too frightened. He had always been extremely perceptive to each of your emotions, immediately observing each slight reaction and every response, surveying all of your expressions for any sign of discomfort. In fact, he wouldn't even kiss you without asking for permission first, it was rather adorable and extremely reassuring.

Your sudden laughter had caused him to pause, his previous rant instantly dissipating into silence as he perceived the sound of your soft giggles. He was somewhat hypnotized by the audio of your laughter, each chuckle causing a rather warm sensation to instantly infiltrate his system. As soon as your giggles had managed to echo through the speaker, Serj had instantly relaxed, all of his previous concerns immediately vanishing before ultimately being replaced with the extreme sensation of affection.

"Yes, Serj." You giggled, his extremely cute response successfully amusing you "Im certain."

Your boyfriend never failed to consistently surprise you. Early on within your shared relationship, you discovered the reality that he was very different compared to most men. Whether that be from his relentless chivalry, to his own cleanliness, Serj was a rather rare creature, like a singular rose hidden amongst a bush of thorns. Whilst most guys would fail to even consider their girlfriends true emotions following such a claim, the possibility that they might have executed such a decision in response to some sort of guilt or the sensation of requirement. Instead, your boyfriend was immediately attentive. He did not instantly accept such a statement, determined to fuck you as soon as possible, before you could even contemplate altering your claim. Instead, he provided you with the opportunity to further consider, lacking any sign of apprehension.

"Okay." He had responded, a hint of weariness laced within his tone, worried that he may have previously pushed you into such a decision "You just tell me when you're comfortable and we can go from there. We'll as slow as you'd like."

Although Serj had always been extremely polite and respectful, he was still a man after all. Safe to say, as soon as the phone call had finally concluded, he was unable to properly contain his excitement, somewhat preparing himself for your future intimacy with the usage of his own hand, reminiscing upon the simple sound of your sweet voice.

About a week later, the two of you had had finally officiated things following a rather enjoyable date.

Your boyfriend had taken you to the movies that evening, purchasing tickets to a random horror film. Afterwards, the two of you had attended a rather romantic dinner, the entire meal paid for by Serj, of course, before you had eventually returned home together. The pair of you were currently situated upon the couch, your head resting upon his shoulder and his arms wrapped loosely around your waist whilst you observed a random television show. The entire situation was both sweet and affectionate, with Serj gently caressing your hair as you tenderly stroked his arms.

Your heart was actively pounding within your chest, so violently in fact, you worried your boyfriend may have perceived it. You were nervous, aware of the reality that night would be the occasion in which you had finally decided to take such an important step. However, your anxiety had not been the result of regret or genuine terror. Instead, you were somewhat excited, eager to further strengthen your bond and rather elated by the promise of discovering a much more intimate side of Serj. Yet, that didn't dismiss the reality that you were completely unexperienced, concerned that you might accidentally embarrass yourself.

You had ultimately decided to initiate things within the most comfortable manner you were familiar with, suddenly shifting your head in order to latch your mouth onto his neck. You littered soft kisses across his flesh, pressing your lips against his throat and perceiving the flutter of his pulse. You gently licked his skin, even occasionally sucking small hickeys into the column of his neck.

"Hmm?" Your boyfriend had inquired within a hum, absently glancing towards you.

Serj was somewhat confused, surprised by your sudden burst of affection. He was accustomed to returning home after each date, the two of you relaxing together before eventually falling asleep within each other's grasp. The two of you rarely participated within any form of passionate intimacy, beside the occasional heated make out session. It was a rather seldom experience for you to latch onto his neck so frantically. In fact, he wasn't exactly sure you had ever even done so.

However, once he discovered the vision of you situating soft kisses across his flesh, lips attacking his neck as if you were desperate to simply taste him, all of his pervious confusion was soon cleared. He released a rather sharp inhale, his palm traveling wearily towards your upper back, as if he was attempting to support both you and himself. Like if he didn't ground himself at that exact moment, he might just float away.

You continued to both lick and suck upon his flesh, engraving a variety of hickeys across his neck. As more time passed, with each gentle kiss and soft press of your lips, he became increasingly fidgety, shifting within his seat every few seconds, his arousal only intensifying. The erection currently straining within the confines of his pants was becoming extremely hard to successfully ignore.

"(Y/N), babe." Serj had exclaimed, his tone breathy as he shifted from beside you once more, searching for any way to even slightly ease the ache between his legs.

You hummed a signal of approval against his flesh, all whilst your ministrations failed to even briefly falter. By now, your hands were compressed against his chest, slightly groping his figure as you marked various across his neck.

"Mhmm?" You mumbled, much too focused upon the task of successfully adorning his skin with the print of your affection to properly respond.

You discovered that you enjoyed the act of marking him, each kiss and soft suck successfully distracting all of your racing thoughts. You savored each sound he released, from every subtle gasp to the occasional grunt. Every time he would shift from beside you, revealing the reality that it was becoming increasingly challenging to properly ignore his growing arousal, you had to physically refrain to peeking down towards the evidence of his affection currently situated between his legs. You yearned to perceive just how much you excited him.

Serj's breath audibly hitched within the depths of his throat, continuing to shift upon the sofa as his palm traveled further up your figure, successfully situating his hand upon the back of your head. It was as if he was attempt to capture you, pressing your features against his flesh, like he was scared you might disappear at any moment.

"God, I want you so bad." He whispered, voice both low and breathy with lust.

In return, you suddenly situated your palm upon his upper thigh, only mere inches away from the area in which he needed you the most, causing him to flinch upon impact. You caressed his leg with your thumb, rubbing small circles into his flesh, only further teasing him.

He allowed your ministrations to persist for a bit longer, enjoying the sensation of your lips against his neck, your hand upon his thigh, and your figure desperately compressed against his own. His erection twitched in response to each suck, breath wedged within his throat as you engraved hickeys into his skin, and heart pounding within his chest. He yearned for nothing more than to reach towards his concealed cock, to relieve the throbbing ache with even the slightest amount of friction.

"Can I... Can I kiss you?" Serj had suddenly inquired, stuttering through his words due to his own anxiety, chest trembling with each inhale, as a result of his intensifying arousal.

The sound of his voice caused your heart rate to increase, previous motions faltering as anxiety immediately infiltrated your system. As soon as you were no longer distracted by the task of marking his flesh, all of your previous confidence had been destroyed, anxiety crashing down upon you like a bag of bricks. Yet, you still managed to execute a rather shaky nod.

However, your boyfriend failed to accept such a meager response. He did not simply approve your silent reaction. Instead, with his hands currently situated upon either side of your head, he successfully detached your lips from his neck, tilting your features towards his own and successfully forcing your vision to connect.

"I need you to tell me this is what you want, (Y/N). I need you to use your words and tell me." He had instructed, voice both low and thick with lust.

His previous statement wasn't just a simple request. No. Instead, it was a demand, commanding you to use your words and verbally respond. All whilst he gazed absently upon your lips, a hint of hunger glimmering across his vision, as if he was starving and your mouth was his next meal.

An intense warmth instantly exploded across your features; with his vision currently scrutinizing your entire existence, you suddenly felt extremely embarrassed. You were nervous he might somehow become disgusted, revolted by your blatant display of desire. You worried he might discover something he disliked, somehow becoming repulsed by you in return. It felt as if a white hot spot light was currently situated directly above you, a piercing illumination revealing each of your personal secrets to the entire world.

Yet, you had ultimately complied.

"Yes, please, Serj, I want this, I want you." God, you felt like you might just explode from shame. You felt foolish begging, pleading with him for even an ounce of his affection. Yet, you just couldn't seem to control yourself, desperate to continue your previous intimacy.

However, your boyfriend appeared the least bit surprised. He did not become amused by your obvious desire, and he failed to tease you in response to your own desperation. Instead, the sound of you actively begging for him had only further intensified his own arousal.

Serj instantly delved towards your face, connecting your lips rather frantically, as if he was attempting to completely consume you. He compressed your features between his palms, mouths colliding within the most primal and depraved manner possible, as if the two of you might suddenly collapse and die if you had not been provided with such passion at that exact moment.

With your figure currently cradled within his arms, his lips relentlessly attacking your own, initiating a rather intense make out session, your boyfriend carefully guided you onto your back. He situated you upon the sofa, locating you upon your back, before properly disconnecting your lips. However, he certainly wasn't ignorant to the manner in which you had briefly chased his mouth with your own, desperate for any form of intimacy.

Once you were properly positioned upon the couch, Serj crawled over your form, situating himself above you with one knee located upon either side of your figure. It was silent as he assisted you with the task of successfully removing your shirt, only the muffled audio echoing from the television acting as some sort of background noise. You were nervous, anxious to finally reveal your chest to him, even though you were still supporting the modesty of a bra underneath. Yet, you had ultimately obliged, allowing him to wrap his fingers around the hem of your top before properly pulling it over your head. Serj instantly disregarded your shirt upon the floor, tossing it behind him before he silently began to adore your revealed form.

As if he was completely enamored by you, your boyfriend adored you from below him, vision scanning each of your features, like he was attempting to engrave that specific moment within his memory for future usage. He brought his palm down to your stomach, gently gliding his fingers down your torso, causing a shiver to suddenly spiral down the expanse of your spine. By now, the tent within his pants was extremely obvious.

Once had had finished caressing your figure, your boyfriend leaned down once more. With his palms pressed into the couch cushions, properly supporting himself, he successfully connected his lips to your flesh. He slowly began to venture his mouth down the length of your body, savoring each section of exposed skin as if he was literally worshipping you. Serj explode the expanse of your form like he had just discovered a brand new paradise. And in some ways, he had. He littered kisses across your neck, nipped gently at your collar bones, he dragged his tongue down the expanse of your chest, and even sucked upon your stomach before ultimately halting directly above the waistband of your pants.

From behind each curve and bend of your figure, Serj peered towards you, glancing at you with a rather adorable smile quivering across his lips. His vision was both wide and glimmering, depicting that of a cute little dog actively begging for food with the usage of a rather charming and persuasive expression.

"Is this okay?" He asked, voice both low and timid, within the same manner in which you may act towards a wild animal: Both desolate and gentle, attempting to avoid possibly frightening the creature.

You nodded your head softly, a rather intense heat actively glazing your features. You briefly considered draping an arm across your vision, in an attempt to conceal your obvious embarrassment. Yet, you had ultimately decided against such an act, much too intrigued by the idea of observing Serj further explore your form. And in all honesty, he probably would have instructed you to watch anyway, despising the idea of you properly concealing your beauty from him.

"Yes." You had further added, well aware of the reality that a simply nod would fail to successfully satisfy him.

Serj released a rather content hum, vision linger upon your features for a few moments before his attention finally ventured across the length of your figure once more. He began to remove your pants, each of his motions both slow and gentle, within the same manner one might have carefully adjusted a glass statue. Your boyfriend operated you like you were similar to a fragile and delicate flower, worried you might possibly disintegrate at any moment.

Just as he had previously done with your shirt, he disregarded your pants upon the floor as well, leaving you with only the modesty provided by both your thin underwear and matching bra.

Once your pants had been successfully removed, Serj hesitated for a moment. His breath audibly hitched within his throat, vision lingering upon every inch of your exposed skin, and he remained completely motionless. Instantly, a wave of anxiety infiltrated your system. You worried he was possibly judging you, unsatisfied with the reveal of your form, an unveiling he had been awaiting for for months at that point. Was he disappointed? Did you not live up to his previous expectations? You physically refrained from covering your exposed figure, concealing each of your insecurities with the usage of a trembling palm, desperate to escape from his relentless scrutiny.

"God, babe, you're beautiful." He whispered, his voice both quiet and low, almost as if he had completely forgotten how to breath.

In all honesty, Serj hadn't been silently judging you, somehow revolted by your figure displayed before his vision. No, of course not. Instead, he was absolutely enamored, repeatedly scanning your form in an attempt to successfully engrave the image within his mind. He was actively adoring you like some sort of flawless piece of art work displayed within a museum.

Much too nervous to even consider properly responding (well aware of the reality that your voice would be effected by an uncontrollable quiver or some sort of stutter), you had simply remained silent. The warmth actively engulfing your features somehow managed to further intensify, which you had previously regarded as completely impossible. At that point, it felt as if your blood was currently boiling from beneath your flesh.

Your boyfriend slowly guided his palm towards your concealed core, gently pressing his thumb against your clothed clit. A jolt of pleasure instantly exploded throughout your system, the unfamiliar sensation of another individuals hands upon your body regarded as somewhat foreign, yet completely addicting. You squirmed beneath his touch, rather surprised by the manner in which your mind silently begged for more.

Of course, Serj attentively observed each of your reactions, just as always; he studied each response and memorized every motion you appeared to enjoy, all whilst searching for any sign of discomfort. As he slowly rubbed small circles against your clothed clit, he perceived the manner in which you instinctually melted into his touch, soft months occasionally escaping from your lips. Your brows were now furrowed, vision fluttering shut, and mouth slightly agape. Additionally, you had started to subtly grind against his palm, accidentally revealing your true desperation within that moment.

After a bit of slight teasing and gentle preparation, once your boyfriend was certain that you were completely comfortable, not even the least bit uneasy, he removed his hand from between your legs. You had unintentionally responded with a rather frustrated groan, dissatisfied with the sudden lack of stimulation. However, when your vision flickered open, immediately discovering his fingers actively traveling towards your chest, prepared to successfully remove your bra, your previous devastation was soon dismissed.

Just as he had done with both your shirt and pants only a few minutes prior, Serj assisted you within the task of removing your bra. You pushed yourself onto your palms, providing him with the opportunity to successfully unhook the strap and peel the fabric from your flesh. He then wrapped his fingers around the hem of your underwear, slowly dragging them down the length of your legs. Both clothing articles were also disregarded onto the floor as well, alongside your abandoned jeans and forgotten top.

Seemingly for your own comfort (considering the reality that he had remained entirely dressed whilst you were now completely nude), along with finally providing you with the opportunity to enjoy his physical appearance as well, your boyfriend reached behind his back. Tugging his shirt over his head, Serj successfully removed his top as well, tossing it absently behind his head. He was much less considerate regarding his own clothing. With your belongings, he had carefully dropped them onto the floor beside the couch, situating them within arms reach if you had ever decided to alter your previous decision. However, with his own clothing, your boyfriend simply chucked them off to the side, completely unfazed.

As he loomed over you, you rather sheepishly observed his figure; Serj possessed a lean build, not too muscular but also not scrawny either. Just like the rest of him, his chest was both thin and lengthy, stomach flat and abdomen slightly toned. A smattering of dark locks glazed his flesh, the hair situated upon his lower stomach much thicker and prominent as it disappeared into the depths of his pants. You wondered exactly where the trail of hair lead, excited to find out.

Eventually, he had situated himself between your thighs, gently spreading your legs apart before kneeling towards your crotch. Although he was now positioned only a few inches away from your throbbing core, he had halted once more, stopping before he had managed to successfully connect his mouth with your desperate entrance, in order to simply glance towards you again.

"Is this alright?" He inquired, breath hot as it fanned across your exposed core, only further teasing you.

Although his constant consideration and proper confirmation was extremely adorable and rather reassuring, you were becoming somewhat impatient. With his extremely captivating mouth situated only a few inches from your aching entrance, you had honestly considered just lifting your hips before successfully grinding against his lips. Yet, you had ultimately refrained from such a lewd act, although he most likely wouldn't have minded.

"Yes." You had replied, voice both soft and timid, a gentle quiver audibly lacing your words.

Finally, he had connected his lips against your exposed core, all whilst his unfaltering vision remained glued upon your face, basking in each subtle reaction and physical response you involuntarily executed.

As soon as his tongue had collided with your clit, a rather sultry moan slipped from your lips, back arching from the sofa as you pressed your core even further against his wet mouth. He gently lapped at your clit, tongue occasionally venturing into the depths of your tight entrance. It was completely addicting, the sensation absolutely phenomenal, causing you to involuntarily grind against his mouth.

Serj had wrapped his hands around your tights, steadying you against his face as he continued to pleasure you. By now, his vision had fluttered shut, brows furrowed within utter focus as he completely consumed himself within the task of properly satisfying you. With each moan of pleasure you released, your boyfriend would respond with a version of his own, repeatedly sending soft vibrations throughout your core. Even though he was not currently receiving any physical stimulation of his own, with the manner in which he was both groaning and grunting, it certainly sounded as if that was the case.

Relatively quickly, you had suddenly grasped onto his hair. You were a virgin after all, lacking any form of previous sexual experience; with the sensation of his wet tongue repeatedly swirling around your clit, you were aware of the reality that you would fail to last very long. You tugged upon his dark locks, stuttering out a rather desperate "S-Serj. Im gonna-gonna cum." And as soon as he had responded to your confession with a rather depraved moan, sounding completely destroyed as a result of such a simple claim, you were finishing all over his face.

An intense wave of pleasure suddenly crashed down upon you, causing your hips to hover above the couch as a rather broken moan escaped your lips. As throb after throb of satisfaction coursed through your system, your entrance constricting around nothing, you basked within the immense pleasure. All whilst your boyfriend continued to relentlessly swirl his tongue around your aching clit until you were trembling within his grasp, successfully consuming every last drop of pleasure that you had provided.

Once he was certain that he had properly guided you through the after waves of your orgasm, Serj crawled back onto his knees, a glimmering sheen of wetness visibly glazing his mouth. He reached for your face, gently caressing your cheeks in a display of his own affection, silently adoring your rather disheveled appearance, simply as a result of his own actions. Your boyfriend certainly wasn't ignorant to the intense sensation of pride that suddenly infiltrated his system, pleased that he had been the first person to provide you with such an experience.

"Did that feel good, baby?" He inquired, pupils blow wide with lust and words slightly slurred, as if he had been somehow intoxicated by your own satisfaction.

In response, you had frantically nodded your head, revealing your honest answer whilst much too nervous to properly speak.

A rather goofy grin suddenly stretched across his features, an adorable little smile that was absolutely charming. However, as he reached towards his pants, he appeared much less charming, but still extremely captivating none the less. He fumbled with his belt before swiftly working at the zipper of his jeans. Within anticipation, you observed as he finally removed his bottoms, pushing his pants down his thighs and successfully revealing his aching cock.

His dick was rather long, so much so that you worried he might accidentally managed to split you in half upon entrance, due to his mere length. The shaft was almost painfully crimson, occasionally throbbing due to his own intense arousal. Precum consistently seeped from the tip, leaking down the expanse of his length and causing a thin glimmering layer of liquid to glaze his erection. Additionally, a dark collection of wiry hair framed the base, appearing both well maintained and properly groomed.

Retrieving a condom from his wallet, Serj reached towards his dick, effortlessly rolling the protection down the expanse of his length before rewarding himself with a few strokes of preparation. The entire scene was rather lewd and extremely hypnotizing. In all honesty, you could watch him caress his erection for the rest of your life and die a happy woman.

"Serj... Im nervous." You whispered as he finally crawled on top of you.

Now situated directly above you, face only mere inches away from your own, your boyfriend hesitated for a moment. He stared towards you within silence, an intense expression of concern actively plastered across his features, brows slightly furrowed and a hint of guanine consideration flickering within his dark irises.

"Do you want to stop?" He asked, voice both serious and honest.

After months of awaiting this exact moment, any other man would have become rather upset or determined, motivated to finally gain what they had truly desired all along. He could have easily penetrated you before you could possibly alter your previous decision, failing to provide you with the option to further consider.

But not Serj. No, of course not. He did not simply dismiss your anxiety, much too focused upon his own desires. Instead, your boyfriend had taken the time to successfully gain your confirmation. Even though his obviously aching length was situated only mere inches away from your entrance, he had offered to conclude the entire interaction right then and there, willing to forfeit such an opportunity, simply in order to maintain your own comfort.

Worried that he might regard your obvious anxiety as some sort of rejection, you swiftly reached towards his chest, pressing your palm against the barrier of his pecks, in an attempt to steady him. It was as if you were physically stopping your boyfriend, pressing a soft hand against his chest in order to display some form of reassurance.

"No." You responded quickly, almost frantically, desperately attempting to avoid possibly losing his physical proximity "Im just nervous is all. What if Im... Bad at it?"

The words caused your features to sting, a wave of embarrassment suddenly crashing down upon you, blush only further intensifying. Of course it was somewhat humiliating to admit you were the least bit experienced, worried that you may somehow managed to embarrass yourself. Surely, Serj had possessed many lovers within the past, and you were concerned you may fail to live up to his expectations, worried he might mentally compare you to his previous girlfriends.

However, all of your prior stress was soon dismissed as soon as he responded with a soft smile, a rather sweet and comforting grin. The same exact charming smirk that never failed to lighten all of your rather dreary days.

"You have nothing to be nervous about, baby. Just relax." He purred, his voice extremely soothing, similar to that of a hypnotizing lullaby "You will be great, I promise. Christ, Im just happy you feel comfortable enough to do this with me."

Slowly, you nodded within response, consuming the rather large lump that had suddenly formed within your throat. Of course, you believed his words, trusted that he was happy you were so at ease around him. However, that didn't mean you were gonna "be great," as he had stated. In fact, you worried it would be the exact opposite. You were concerned that you may make some sort of stupid mistake, somehow managing to completely ruin the mood. After all, you weren't exactly well versed within the art of having sex just yet. What if you moved too much? Or what if you didn't move enough? What if you were too quiet? But what if you were too loud in return? It was all just so stressful, and you were the least bit equipped.

Serj reached for his exposed cock, slowly guiding the tip towards your entrance. You peered towards the junction in which your bodies were destined to connect, perceiving the manner in which his erection finally encountered your core. His blunt tip collided against your entrance, causing a wave of pleasure to suddenly explode throughout your system. In response, your boyfriend had released a rather strangled groan, the intense heat currently radiating from your core, along with your immense slickness, causing a brief bolt of satisfaction to erupt within his abdomen as well. Desperate to relieve the intense aching within your core, you felt inclined to immediately thrust your pelvis against his own, to prematurely sink down upon the length of his cock. Yet, you were well aware of the reality that you weren't quite prepared for such haste just yet. Maybe in the future, but certainly not now.

However, even as his blunt tip situated itself against your throbbing entrance, he had failed to properly penetrate you just yet. Instead, Serj did just what he had always done: Considered each of your emotions and every one of your possible feeling within that exact moment. He dismissed his own desires in order to properly accommodate your own.

"This might hurt a bit. Tell me if it's too much and we can stop." He stated firmly, providing you with a genuine form of comfort, reassuring you that the entire interaction could conclude the moment you felt even slightly uncomfortable, absolutely no questions asked.

As if to physically ground yourself, you successfully braced your arms around his shoulders, lacing your fingers within his hair as you executed a rather weary nod.

"O-Okay." You had sighed, consuming a large inhale of air in an attempt to collect the proper amount of confidence.

And with that, he slowly pushed into your entrance.

Your previous orgasm appeared to slightly ease the twinge of pain, your core extremely wet and slick, but definitely not entirely. You were extremely tight, nervous, and a virgin, your body certainly wasn't accustomed to such an intrusion.

Upon the first stretch, the blunt head of his cock breaking through the initial seal, you released a hiss of pain. A sharp sting webbed through your waist, venture from the junction of your thighs, and traveling across your legs. Each slow push was accompanied by a whistle of pain from your clenched teeth.

"Shhh shh shh, it's okay, honey. Just relax." Your boyfriend declared through grit teeth, the pleasure of your extremely warm and tight entrance causing him to physically refrain from releasing a rather strangled groan "Christ, sweetie, you need to relax. You might just snap my dick off."

Serj chuckled, obviously attempting to somehow distract your rather occupied mind. However, his brief laughter was soon interrupted by a heavy inhale, frame shuddering with pleasure.

Just as he had previously promised, your boyfriend penetrated you both slow and gently, leisurely entering inch by agonizing inch. Despite the reality that he desired for nothing more than to properly bottom out inside of you with the usage of a singular, depraved thrust, he had somehow managed to physically refrain. He possessed the following years to submit to such primal desires, utilizing your body within every depraved and lewd manner he had desired. But today was about you, and you certainly weren't prepared for such rough love just yet.

By the time he had successfully seethed the entirety of his length inside of you, the aching pain had managed to dull into a subtle throb. Serj remained dormant for a moment, allowing you to properly adjust to his size. Yet, when you began to instinctually grind your hips against his own, he was unable to control himself. Your boyfriend began to execute rather soft and shallow thrusts, allowing you to adjust for each stroke as he carefully circled his hips.

Even as his pace intensified, Serj had remained the epitome of tender. He constantly asked if you were okay, repeatedly offering to stop, despite the reality that he was obviously enjoying himself. Upon each occasion in which your hips had successfully collided, the two of you would release a set of matching moans. His figure had started to tremble, a thin layer of sweat glazing his temple as he connected your vision, savoring each moan and every groan that you released. And you certainly weren't ignorant to the manner in which he dick had began to repeatedly twitch within you, rhythm becoming rather sloppy as the pleasure completely consumed him.

Soon enough, your second orgasm was descending upon you, your lower abdomen tightening with each thrust. Additionally, your boyfriend had guided his hand towards your core once more, rubbing lazy circles upon your clit, which had only further intensified your pleasure. Your finish was rapidly advancing within the same manner a freight train would barrel down the tracks: Both swift and somewhat unavoidable.

"Fuck." You panted, voice both breathy and soft "Im-Im gonna cum."

In response, a rather victorious and somewhat arrogant smirk suddenly stretched across his features, brows raised, and an expression of pure satisfaction visibly etched across his features. Not only had Serj made you cum with the usage of his own palms, which was a completely foreign experience for you in general, but now you were about to orgasm in response to simple penetration, which was a rare occurrence within itself, never mind during your first sexual experience. Safe to say, your boyfriend felt extremely flattered within that moment.

"Again?" He inquired, a question in which you had responded to with the usage of a rather frantic nod, much too preoccupied to properly speak "Cum on my dick, sweetheart. I wanna feel you cum around my dick."

With that, you were finishing; your entrance repeatedly convulsed around his shaft as you released a variety of moans and groans. An intense wave of pleasure immediately crashed down upon you, somehow even more satisfying than the one before. Instinctually, you had began to grind your hips against his own, chasing each throb of pleasure like a dog chasing a ball.

Your own orgasm had seemingly spurred his own, your tight entrance further constricting around his length and causing Serj to release an abrupt groan. He pushed his entire length into you, reaching the depths of your core as the knot within his abdomen finally snapped. His cock repeatedly twitched and jerked from within you as he was finally provided with his own release, his orgasm spilling into the condom like a tsunami.

After a few moments of silence, with your rapid breathing slowly decreasing and your intense pulse rate finally calming, Serj had eventually collapsed onto the couch beside you. The two of you laid within a rather comfortable quietness, the room completely mute, except for the audio of your tandem breathing.

"Was that good? I didn't hurt you too much, did I?" He inquired, voice both breathy and spent.

You shook your head, a soft smile gracing your lips.

"No." You giggled "It was nice."

Serj responded with a chuckle of his own, hand instinctually burrowing beneath your head in order to wrap his arm around your shoulders, pulling your form closer to his own figure.

It was quiet for a moment before you had finally decided to continue.

"Can we do it again?"

And how could he possibly even consider deny his adorable girlfriend of what she had truly desired? He could never say no to such a cute face.