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My muse will lose their virginity to your muse.
Nathan was supposed to be nervous, right? There was meant to be butterflies and maybe a thought or two of throwing up somewhere in there. He wasn't, though, didn't even think of being nervous. He'd read up on it, of course he had, he was nervous then, alright, and it seemed simple, sounded like it was going to hurt, but he was ready. "Takin' y'time, are we?" He teases lightly, his body pressed against the others and any thoughts of ohfuckwillthisactuallyhurt? was gone, his mind hazy with something he couldn't place.














