Late September. Rain. It makes him sing everytime it rains. Today is no different, he’s singing with his beautiful, angelic you could say, voice. You could swear to God that it’s the most calming and relaxing sound of all the times. Even though everything he sings is so sad.
Today you can hear “Pain in the rain”. He’s slowly dancing with you, spinning you around. He has you close to him and you’re loving every single second of it. Suddenly he looks deeply in your eyes and stops singing. You don’t even have chance to ask him why because he crashes his lips on yours in seconds.
The kiss is full of love. In deed love like yours is something you’ve never experienced before. No one has ever given you so much affection in the moments when you needed them the most. No one has ever understood you this good.
Of course it’s not one sided. And this is why he is kissing you right now. You worship the ground he walks on and he knows that. You can feel the kiss getting deeper as he pulls you closer. He’s still very gentle with you. He always cares for you and this is the only thing that doesn’t change with the number of clothes on your bodies. The atmosphere though changes really fast. It’s now full of desire. Not only his, you’re as turned on as him. And really, really wet. You want him to be faster because you need him balls deep inside you.
But it seems like he is in no rush and now he’s slowly giving your neck and collarbones sensual kisses. You’re totally naked and so is he. He’s close enough to feel the wetness between your legs but he’s hands don’t wander there, not yet.
Instead he’s worshiping your breasts, praising you from time to time. Words like “you’re so perfect” never sounded so accurate. He’s making you feel so good that you can’t believe he hasn’t done this before. He sucks on your chest just in the right places, he kisses between them so lovingly. It’s the time. His hands finally find your folds and he growls at how wet you are.
“May I?” he asks before he does anything. He knows it’s your first time too and he doesn’t want to scare you in any way. “Why are you even asking, you idiot?” you laugh the stress off. He hushes you with his lips on your core. He pulls on my clit and it feels shockingly good. Maybe too good. Should we be doing this?
It seems like he can hear your thoughts because he speaks before they go any further and leave me too anxious to even move “shhh, baby girl, it’s fine, it’s supposed to feel good, don’t be afraid”. That does enough. All the fear is replaced with pure lust once he licks my folds and inserts a finger in me. “I’ll make you feel so, so good. Is that alright, baby doll?”. He surely knows what those little nicknames do to you. Everytime he uses them you feel even better, more sure that this is the right thing and the right way to feel.
His fingers stretch you out so good, you feeling intoxicated in the way they feel inside you. “Let go for me, honey. Cum” those words push you to the edge and you do as told. Your whole body shakes and he didn’t even put his privates in you. The effect he has on you is stunning.
You finally feel his dick on your labia. It feels like he’s asking you for permission so you moan “yes, please”. It wasn’t loud sound and it also embarrases you how whiny it sounded but he kisses your lips as he slips inside you and that is the new thing you have to focus on. “Anywhere uncomfortable?” he says worried and you notice how full of pain your face is because, please, does it hurt. He starts to kiss all over your face and you slowly relax. The more calmed you are, the bettter it feels. “Please, move” you manage to say, high on how he makes you feel.
And when he does move you make hurt face again. But he is slow and understanding. “No rush, it’s fine” he comforts you again. You start to appreciate him even more. It’s his first time as well, he must be stressed but he doesn’t show anything just to calm you down. You fall in love with every hip thrust he does and in every dirty word that leaves his sinful mouth that made you come just a while ago. “How does it make you feel, baby girl?” he asks which to you reply with “good, so go…”. You don’t get to end, his thrusts gets harder and his length stretches your walls perfectly how you want it and pokes your g-spot everytime. When you both finally cum you feel it intesifed times one hundred. It just seems so beautiful how he takes care of you and clear how bad he loves you.
After that he lets you fall asleep in your embrace and next moring you are awoken with his low whispers. “You know, I was so stressed, but seeing you so fucked helped me like nothing else. I love you so bad”
“I love you to, Bitsaeon”
“YAH! You’re awake?!” Sorry not sorry, love boy.
