BF! folio x virgin! Female reader
Cw: +18, Use of fingers, wet kisses, biting, animal nicknames, “little mouse,” etc, dom/sub, use of tongue, mentions of past sexual partners, semi-nudity.
Summary: You don't know much about relationships, and even less about sex, so Folio offered to help you. He calls it “being your teacher in the art of intimacy” or some bullshit like that.
If you had been anyone else telling him your embarrassing secret, he probably would have laughed in your face.
"I'm a virgin."
He could believe that from any loser with no social life or who was the classic "I'm afraid of women" type, but not from you. He stared at you for a few seconds, still processing what you had told him: that you had never had sex.
"Will you stop looking at me like that?!" you exclaimed, trying to hide behind your beer can.
He just smiled, and he actually looked kind of cute.
"Well, what do you want me to say, little mouse? I didn't expect it," he replied, although you didn't detect any mockery in his voice or a playful twinkle in his eyes. "How come you never told me?"
"Did you forget that I don't talk about my private life, even with people I trust?"
Folio made a gesture with his mouth, like a duck's lips, as he thought.
"Okay, you're right, but… I don't understand. Some guys liked you, and one confessed his feelings to you on Valentine's Day, but in high school when we were like 17."
"I never wanted to date anyone; I had my head in the clouds, you know, just like you with your passion for music, but I wanted to be in that world, behind the scenes."
You remember those days well. In the theater club, you would hang out with a small group of girls and boys in front of the control panel. You were good at sound and special effects. On the contrary, Folio was in almost every play, getting into trouble because he forgot his lines or
suddenly pretended to play the drums with props from the set.
"Oh, and you know what I remember? When they almost kicked you out of the club because you
used the dressing room to kiss Veronica from the senior class." You started laughing because the whole group was shown the security camera video.
"Please forget about that!" Folio blushed a little, his ears turning very pink. "I was 16…"
Just to tease him, you laughed again, this time louder, because that was what Folio hated, not the jokes themselves or the comments, just someone laughing in his face.
"How do you expect me to forget how you embarrassed yourself?"
He rolled his eyes.
"Can we stop talking about me? We were talking about you and how it seems that no penis was worthy of giving you pleasure… or pussy, I don't know if you also like…" You interrupted him.
"No, Folio, of course I experimented and I liked some things, like men's or women's breasts, but who doesn't like them?"
"So?" Folio asked.
"Apparently, I'm too heterosexual." You shrunk a little more into your seat. Luckily, there was no one else in the house except Noah, who was locked in his room, and since it was Friday night, he wouldn't come out unless he got hungry. "But anyway, that doesn't matter. my best friend on lonely days is my vibrator and the clitoral vacuum cleaner you gave me for Christmas, which, by the way, I almost threw at your head."
"But hey, you're putting them to good use!,They served their purpose after all." He looked at you with his cheeky smile that wasn't meant to be rude.
You gave him the middle finger and he pretended to have chest pain.
"You hurt me, little mouse, you hurt me!" Folio crawled over to where you were and put his head on your legs. "At least tell me you had your first kiss."
You shook your head, a little embarrassed, your cheeks red.
"You're playing games…" said Folio. "Not even a peck?"
"I swear… it's embarrassing to say."
Folio noticed your embarrassment.
That face said it all.
"Hey, if you're thinking you're a failure because you've never had sex, let me tell you that you're a fool for believing that about yourself."
"How the hell do you always know what I'm thinking?" you asked.
"I know you, and it's not wrong that you haven't had sex. We're not in 2010 anymore, when people made such a big deal out of it."
Good point.
"You're right, it's silly, although…" you stroked her hair, soft and silky between your fingers, "I would have liked to at least kiss someone, you know, try French kissing or kissing someone in the rain, that kind of nonsense."
"You can still do it, it's never too late," Folio said.
"Sure, and with whom, in your opinion?"
The silence between them lingered a little, he started playing with his nose piercing, looking you in the eyes, serious but determined.
"With me," he said simply.
Your cheeks flushed instantly. With him? With your best friend? The same guy you had to buy condoms for on occasion because the fool kept forgetting?, The one you had to reconcile with his last girlfriend cheated on him?
Yes, that best friend.
"How could you think that?" You looked away so he wouldn't see your face after he sat back down on the sofa next to you. "We're friends…"
"Yes, I know we're best friends, but I promise that after today nothing else will happen."
You looked at him, your cute blush turning pink and making you look adorable, according to Folio's own thoughts.
"What do you mean, 'just today'?" you asked curiously.
"Let me be the one to teach you how to kiss." Was that an offer? "And if you feel uncomfortable, we'll stop right away."
"I… I don't know, Nick," you hesitated, which was normal, of course, since those TikTok ideas about friendship had messed with your head a little.
"Look, I'm aware that this could jeopardize our friendship… but y/n… I don't know how you'll take this, but—" He paused, took one of your hands, and caressed the back of it with his thumb "I'd like to be your first kiss."
Thump thump…
Was that sound your heart?
"But why?" With that simple question, you expressed many doubts, and he realized it without needing to ask.
"I don't know how to explain it, but… believe me, I can't stop smiling when I think about how, damn it, for years I told you about my intimate adventures and now I understand why you always avoided the question, not because you were fed up with me, but because you didn't have to tell me."
"Well, it was a little bit of both," you murmured.
"I'm sorry for being an idiot without realizing it."
Of course he was going to apologize. Even now, he was giving you complete control over the decision that could change everything between you.
Everything could change, maybe yes, maybe no.
It was a matter of taking a risk.
Why would you deny the obvious?
Folio was handsome, almost your type of guy if you took away the extroverted, loud, and weird Chihuahua vibe he gave off, but he had qualities you liked in men: attentive, both to you and to his ex girlfriends, thoughtful, emotionally open, able to make anyone laugh, a good cook, and probably best of all, he wasn't self-conscious about being short. He made the most of it, teasing Jolly and Noah because, unlike them, he could find pants that fit him.
Since you thought about it carefully…
Maybe it would be fun to try.
"Just today?" you asked, and he nodded.
"It'll only be today."
They both smiled, like the mouse duo they claimed to be.
Folio took you to the guest room and locked the door. He brushed his teeth thoroughly, and you did too, thanks to the extra toothbrush he had. You both washed your faces thoroughly, and he cleaned his neck thoroughly. You asked him why, but he said he would tell you later.
He even put on some quiet music.
The only thing missing was a "do not disturb" sign, but that would have been too cliché.
You sat facing each other on the bed, and you took a deep breath to calm your nerves.
"y/n, we don't have to do this if you don't want to, I'm not going to force you, the most important thing for me right now is that you're comfortable."
You played with your fingers, and he tucked your hair behind your ear.
"I feel like that time we played spin the bottle at your cousin's house, we had to spend seven minutes in the closet." You laughed at the memory, and so did he.
"It was hellishly hot in there, and it didn't help that your hair was loose and I was practically glued to you."
Folio brought his hand to your cheek, caressing it.
"And that night Jimmy asked me something, I threw beer on his head for being nosy."
"What did he ask you?"
"If you were my girlfriend."
Oh…
"And what did you say?" you asked.
"I said no; I was dating Britney at the time." Of course he said that: "i wish you could have seen his face; he thought I was lying."
You smiled.
Jimmy wasn't the only one with that doubt.
They were just stalling for time, so you could relax. That was Folio's goal: to make you feel safe and create some tension so that everything would flow.
He took your face in his hands, running his thumbs across your cheekbones.
"What do you want to try first?" Folio asked.
"I'm not really sure… How about kissing? A normal kiss."
"Sounds good. Have you ever kissed your pillow when you were alone?"
You nodded.
"Well, this is similar, but instead of fabric, it will be my lips and my saliva, okay?"
"Yes…"
Folio pressed his forehead against yours, moistened his lips, and you copied him.
Your body heated up as soon as you felt his lips against yours. You clumsily followed his slow rhythm.
His mouth was warm and tasted like mint from his toothpaste.
You stayed there, still and with your eyes closed. One of his hands left your face and moved down to your waist, leaving his hand there, respecting your boundaries.
The kiss broke, both of your cheeks flushed, gasping for air, you saw how his lips were slightly stained by your lipstick.
"Woah… that was…" you murmured.
"Clumsy?"
You shook your head and wiped the stain of your lipstick off his lips.
"No, it was… I really liked it."
"Do you want another kiss?"
"Yes, please."
He pressed his lips to yours again, this time a little faster. You felt comfortable, but before the kiss deepened, he pulled away for just a moment.
"Okay, little mouse… I think you want to take it to the next level. Are you sure you want to use your tongue?"
"Does it feel weird?"
"Mmm, not much. It'll be very wet, but you might feel a little ticklish. The thing about kissing is that you don't use your lips so much. Your tongue has to find mine, and they'll play together, intertwining like a knot, so to speak."
You went blank for a moment.
His explanations were strange, or perhaps they were strange to your virginal mind, which had only seen porn twice in your entire life, and amateur porn at that.
"You can tell you know a lot about this," you said, giving him a quick kiss on the lips. The cheeky guy ran his tongue over his lips to lick off what was left of your lipstick.
"And you're learning fast, kiss me again, little mouse~"
You bit your lip, not because of the nickname but because of the way he said it, deepening his voice and running his thumb over your lower lip.
You took the initiative this time, and he didn't stop you at all. He pulled you closer to him, lying down with you on top of him while he hugged you around the waist with one arm and held you by the nape of your neck with his other hand to keep you right where he wanted you.
You felt the tip of his tongue bumping against your mouth, and you closed it because the sensation was strange, plus his tongue was hot.
"Relax, little mouse, open your mouth."
You opened your lips slightly, and his tongue immediately entered your mouth to find yours.
You moaned at the contact. Folio moved slowly, giving yours the opportunity to join the dance that was taking place between their mouths.
You bravely put it in his mouth, his tongue caught yours as soon as he felt the intrusion, you settled yourself better on Folio, you were wearing a skirt so you felt the air seeping between your legs, unconsciously you rubbed yourself a little against his groin, you didn't know it, your body was moving on its own and you didn't dislike that feeling beneath you at all. It wasn't until another breath that you looked down. His erection was visible through Folio's pants.
You blushed and almost lowered yourself, but he stopped you and took your face in his hands so you would look him in the eyes.
"No… don't move, forget that I got hard, we're focused on you."
You swallowed hard. His erection was right on top of your private parts. You moved a little because you didn't want to hurt him.
"Awww, little mouse… don't be so soft, I'll get diabetes from seeing how shy you are."
"Shut up…" you muttered.
Folio let out a mocking chuckle and pulled you toward him to kiss you again. They had no idea how long they were kissing, probably longer than they should have, but did it matter? Of course not.
Not when Folio's hands moved down and rested on your skirt, gently caressing your butt. You moaned as you felt him squeeze a little, but without hurting you.
His lips left yours and moved down your neck, covering it with short kisses and lingering licks on certain sensitive spots. Your bodies melted together, their sounds growing louder with each kiss.
You had an idea. You pulled him away from your neck, and he looked at you, raising an eyebrow, confused.
"What?"
"I have an idea, teach me how to leave marks!"
You looked strangely happy with that request.
"Do you really want me to teach you? It's not something that's comfortable for some people."
Yes, you already knew that. You saw photos on Pinterest when you searched for images for inspiration, and many of those images looked painful and even uncomfortable.
It was even scary because you knew of a guy who died from a hickey on his neck.
"Okay, I think I've changed my mind." Your excitement faded a little, maybe later, if you didn't chicken out.
"Or… instead, you can leave them to me." It wasn't a request, it was a clear statement from him to you, while he was still grabbing your ass.
"But what if…" Folio interrupted you, putting a finger in your mouth to shut you up.
"Call me, little mouse, I'll be fine."
His finger remained in your mouth, tasting slightly salty. You sucked on it a little while looking at it, opened your mouth, and wrapped your tongue around it. Another finger joined in the fun.
You couldn't have known, but Folio was already thinking about how beautiful you looked sucking his fingers as if they were candy.
I try not to imagine what your pretty little face would look like if you ended up sucking his cock.
"What are you imagining, little mouse?" "Could it be my c-?" You hit him on the head to shut him up. "Ouch!"
You took his fingers out of your mouth, but you bit the tip of one. "Shut up, you're going to kill the heat I'm feeling."
"Okay, then try kissing my neck and leaving marks."
"I don't know how to do that…"
"Well, this part is the easiest. Just put your mouth on my neck or anywhere on my body and suck a little, preferably running your tongue over the skin a little."
As an example, I pointed to some areas on your neck, he leaned in and left a kiss without suction, he did that on his hand so you could see how a little red mark was supposed to look.
"And that's it. Some people also bite, but it depends on each person's fetish, you understand?"
The hamster in your head was running hard on the wheel so you could grasp the ideas.
"What if I hurt you?" you said.
"Nah, I'll take it, go ahead y/n,or let yourself go."
You nodded, moved closer to his neck, leaving short kisses, but when you wanted to leave a mark, you regretted it immediately.
"I can't do it!" you shouted and covered your face to hide your blush.
Folio laughed out loud, hugged you, and kissed you on the forehead.
"You can do it, little mouse; I won't bite you unless you ask me to."
You growled but threw yourself at him, kissing him and sticking your tongue in his mouth. Folio's moans were drowned out by your mouth, your intimacy rubbing against his hard cock, a simple friction that you both began to enjoy, so Folio also began to move his hips to the rhythm of yours.
his fingers played with the edge of your panties, your hands slipped inside his shirt, testing the ground and a nipple that was already erect, his desperation to feel you increased and he took off his shirt and yours without even telling you, but you didn't complain, Your teddy bear bra made him lick his lips, lifting you up a little higher so he could kiss your chest and the exposed skin of your breasts.
"F-folio," your moan came out broken, but you even moved forwarmore so that his face was completely buried between your breasts.
"Damn, you smell so good…"
A few pushes of his cock against your clitoris drove them both crazy. You took his hand and put it inside your skirt and panties. His calloused fingers, from playing the drums so much, played with your wetness, rubbing your clit, which was just starting to swell. You lowered your mouth to his neck, licking and grazing your teeth under his pulse.
He rammedinto you over your clothes.
"More… more, please."
"Whatever you want, beautiful~"
His grip on your waist was firm and his fingers pressed against you, but not so hard as to leave marks. He just watched you move yourself on his cock. His pupils were dilated and his hair was messy.
You noticed that you had left a mark on his neck, quite visible, and you felt proud to have marked him.
Folio was about to insert a finger to masturbate you, but everything was ruined by a knock on the door.
"Hey y/n!, you left your phone in the living room. You have like three missed calls from your mom."
Damn Noah…
Folio rolled his eyes, and so did you, and you cursed under your breath.
"I'll be right there! Thanks, Noah."
His footsteps receded from the door, and you sighed when you were finally alone again. You looked down, and Folio was smiling at you.
"What are you laughing at?"
"We were interrupted at the best part." His thumb wiped the saliva from the corner of your mouth. "Want to try again?"
You remembered that you had promised each other it would only be once and only for today…
To hell with promises.
"Sounds perfect to me."
"Fine, but your clothes aren't invited." He gave you a little spank that echoed through the room."That was for hitting your head."
You gave him the middle finger, but he kissed it.
"You're an idiot."
"Yes, but you love it."
And it was so true…
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