Mills Notes: this is just fiction - everyone's firsts are different. I personally didn't find it a big deal - I didn't want to write a messy awkward one shot for this. So have fluffy smut instead 🤭
First
Aitch hands you the glass of wine, you're curled up on his sofa, you'd come over straight from work. After a day of back to back meetings you're exhausted.
He joins you on the sofa, pulling you closer to him. Drops a kiss to the top of your head. You feel so comfortable with him, but you can't shake the nerves settling your stomach.
You knew at some point it would come up, you've made excuses not to stay over at his house for the past two months out of the three you'd been dating.
"You're quiet" he strokes his hand across your leg.
You turn to face him, leaning to place your wine glass on the coffee table, you sigh softly "It's not a big deal, well it might be, I don't know, you might think it is" you ramble.
Aitch cups your cheek, thumb brushing lightly across your skin.
He smiles, eyes locked on you "Right, take a breath and start again" he laughs lightly.
You nod, fingers tangling with his free hand "Well fuck, this is embarrassing" you bite your lip "I'm - I'm still a virgin" you pull your gaze from his.
He doesn't take his eyes off you, his hand still tangled with yours. You force yourself to look up at him, his eyes still locked on you.
"That's not a big deal for me anyway, I'm sure it feels like it is for you" he smiles. you nod.
"I haven't ever done anything with someone else" you admit a warmth creeping over you. "If you don't want the hassle then, I can leave" you whisper.
Aitch tugs you onto his lap, arms firmly around your waist "It's not a hassle, you're not an hassle" He kisses you "I'm sure I'll be just as nervous as you" he nudges your nose with his.
"So we can? You want too?" you drape your arms over his shoulders.
"Of course I want too" he smiles pecking another kiss to your lips.
"We can take it slow, anytime you want to stop we stop"
You nod, he was so caring.
His hand curls around the back of your neck, guiding your face towards his. His lips brushing yours softly, you melt against his chest.
You lick into his mouth, letting your tongues press together.
The kiss deepens, his hand stroking down your back, rest just above the curve of your ass. You pull back for a breath, meeting his eyes with a grin. "You okay?" He asks, you nod.
Hand sliding under his top, nails drag against his skin "I'm fine"
He pulls his top off fully, discarding it on the sofa. You lean forward, lips pressing against his collarbone, kissing down his chest.
Aitch watches you, his fingers stroking against your hip "anything you don't want to do, we don't have to"
You nod, looking up at him from under your lashes "I know"
Aitch curls his fingers under the hem of your jumper, you sit back letting him pull it over your head.
Part of you is wishing you had put on a slightly sexier bra, realising you're definitely not wearing matching underwear.
Aitch's gaze is devouring you, his hands roaming every inch of skin, lips locking back on yours.
The butterflies in your stomach are wild, gone are the excited ones you always feel around him replaced with nervous ones eagerly fighting their way to the surface.
"So beautiful" He mutters lips inches from the swell of your breast, his hands resting on your waist, fingers leaving hot prints.
His compliment dulls the nerves coursing through you, "Is it okay to take this off?" he hooks his index finger under the strap of your bra, you nod slowly.
"Yea-, uh its round the back" you ramble, his hand sliding from your hip to the clasp. "I know" he smiles nudging his nose against yours.
"We can stop whenever you want" he adds. "I know" you return his smile as he pulls your bra off discarding it on the floor.
Aitch's fingers lightly brush across your breasts, teasing softly at your nipples, before he dips his head lips wrapping around the bud, his hand caressing the other.
You feel the electricity jolt through you, a small sigh slips past your lips as his mouth moves to bring your other nipple to a hard peak.
"Very sensitive" he winks satisfied with his work. You're already flushed with pleasure, you can feel the cotton of your underwear damp with arousal.
Aitch moves you to sit on the sofa, a kiss pressed to your lips, you hold him there tongues rolling together, he presses one last peck to your lips.
Before he starts a trail of kisses down your body, moving lower as he does, until he's settled between your legs on the floor.
He looks up at you, fingers pushed into the waistband of your shorts, you give him a nod. He pulls them down, carefully lifting your feet from them.
His fingers trail across the hint of skin above the waistband of your underwear, "Can we get rid of these?" he brushes his fingers over the cotton.
"Yeah" you bite at your lip nerves going wild, watching as he peels the material down your legs discarding it with everything else.
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He starts by kissing at the soft skin of your thighs, his teeth occasionally grazing across causing goosebumps. He adds pressure with his hands to spread your legs slightly for him, his eyes flicking over the sight of your pussy, already slick for him.
You gasp as his lips press against your pussy, his tongue licking between your folds, up to your clit.
"Oh, fuck" you whine at the new sensation, his mouth making your whole body burn.
You feel him smirk against you, he pulls back briefly "Alright?" He asks, you nod "yea- good" he returns his mouth to your pussy, his finger gently nudges against your entrance, he flicks a look up at you as he slowly pushes his finger in wrapping his tongue around your clit.
You cry out, head flying up at the new sensation, you'd touched yourself before but this is so different to the way you pleasured yourself with your fingers.
"Harrison, fuck" you whimper, he's pumping a slow pace two fingers curled into your cunt, his tongue lapping and sliding through you slick.
Your hands push against his head. The feeling pulsing through you making your back arch from the sofa, whines leaving your lips as his tongue concentrates on your clot, his fingers tapping against your walls.
"Yes, please like that - fuck don't stop please" you whimper, legs spread wide opening you up for him. He switches his position, rolling your clit with his fingers, his tongue lapping around your entrance.
"baby, you taste so good" he pulls away to praise you,
Then his finger are back inside you now pounding into you, sucking at your clit, you feel your whole body tense, toes curling.
Head thrown back, hands press to the top of his head holding him against you, you cry out, his name tumbling over and over from your lips.
He works you through it, pulling fleeting aftershocks from you with his fingers, lips pressing kisses against your thighs.
Your body relaxes with a moan, chest heaving as Aitch slowly drags his finger from you, his nose nudging against your clit a sweet breathy whine leaves your mouth.
Aitch moves back onto the sofa pulling you into his side. "Feel fucking proud I got that out of you" he smirks, you shove at his chest, pulling him towards you for a kiss, the taste of you coating his lips and tongue.
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Aitch cups your face as he kisses you, thumbs stroking over your cheeks, you were pressing yourself against him, hungry for more.
Your stroking your hands down his toned chest, shaking slightly, this is something you've never done.
You looked Aitch, as you pressed light kisses against his skin. Your fingers dip into the waistband of his shorts and underwear, fingertips nudging against the head of his cock.
You stop, completely out of your depth, embarrassed. Aitch pulls your hand out of his clothes, links your fingers "let me get out of these and then we can navigate it together?"
You nod heart hammering in your chest, how inexperienced did you look? Aitch stands up, pulling his shorts and boxers off in one.
He leans over you, dropping the faintest kiss to your lips. Your eyes fall to his cock, hard and swollen, he palmed over himself. "You sure you want to carry on?"
"Yeah, I'm sorry I'm so bad at this" you felt the heat rising on your chest, Aitch shakes his head "it was everyone's first time once" his hand caresses your cheek
"You have nothing to be sorry for" he smiles as you nod.
He settles on the sofa, you move next to him, his legs spread out on the cushions, your eyes immediately fall back to his hard cock, already leaking and pink tipped.
Aitch takes your hand, bringing it to his mouth he pressed a kiss to your knuckles.
"Just need you to help me" you smile leaning to kiss him, your lips press hard against his.
You take a short steadying breath, moving your hand back down to his cock, fingers running over the taut skin, his cock twitches under your touch.
Aitch's hand covers yours, curling both around his throbbing cock.
"Start with gentle squeezes they feel good, especially here" he puts pressure on your hand as they make it to the middle of his cock, you nod watching as his mouth fell open.
"Fuck" he hisses, he's watching your hands wrapped around him, your lip pulled between your teeth.
"As you move down you can add more pressure and go faster, yeah like that" he rasps taking his hand away, watching as you pump at him.
Your other hand moves between his legs, cupping at his balls "You're a natural" he laughs.
You can feel your own excitement building between your legs as you watch him, his eyes locked on you, the moans leaving his mouth, the feeling of him heavy in your hand.
You're pumping at him, your wrist twisting as you squeeze at him "is this okay?" you ask, pressing your lips against his jaw.
Aitch has a sloppy satisfied smile on his face "So good, baby, you're so good" he hums, you swipe your thumb over the slit pre-cum collecting on the tip, you pull your hand away sucking your thumb into your mouth.
Humming in appreciation, Aitch's move drops open at the sight, his breathing rapid as you curl your hand back around him, moans tumbling from his lips.
His hips thrust upwards, you're pumping at him, tugging against his cock. "I'm going fuck- yes like that" he's stumbling over his words, the tightening in his balls is a sure sign you're working him towards his orgasm.
You watch in awe as he cums, his eyelashes fluttering against his cheeks, mouth wide open as he moans in pleasure, your hand slowly pumping at him, emptying every last drop from him onto your hand, his thighs and stomach.
He eases back against the cushions, breathing heavy, eyes open watching as you lean down, flicking your tongue past your lips to lick at the cum on his stomach, you swallow it down with a content moan.
"Jesus Christ, sure you haven't done that before?" he smiles fingers brushing through your hair as you curl next to him "No, never but you looked hot" you giggle dropping a kiss to his chest.
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You lay together on the sofa, bodies pressed together. "Thank you for not judging me" you sigh, looking up at him.
He shakes his head, fingertips running circles on your should "Why would I?"
You shrug "I'm twenty three and a virgin"
"I was a virgin until I was twenty one, it's not a big deal" he tries to reassure you. "It just feels like it, especially in a new relationship" you explain.
Aitch nods, "I know, but you trusting me with it means a lot"
You smile, pressing your lips against his chest. You had noticed how public Aitch was all jokes and bravado, but at home he was Harrison who was much softer and caring.
Your hands were rubbing across his chest, down his stomach. Tickling tracks on his thighs, he cocked his brow at you "want something?" He teases.
You nod, "Want you"
Aitch wastes no time, moving over you so you're laying back on the sofa, he positions himself between your legs. Starting to tease at your soaked pussy, you're moaning below him, hips jerking to his touch.
"Do we need something? I have condoms upstairs" his skilled fingers don't stop playing with you as he asks. "I have the implant" you sigh as he pushes his fingers into you.
"Only if you're sure, I don't mind using one" He removes his fingers, licking them clean. You shake your head "I want to feel you bare inside me, I trust you" you smile, wrapping your arms around his neck.
Aitch nods, all of a sudden feeling nervous, the last time he had been in this situation was his first time, both him and his girlfriend at the time virgins.
You lift your head up to press your lips with his, kissing him slow, he curls his hand around his cock, sliding it between your folds, teasing you with a light tap of the head against your clit.
"I'm so nervous" he laughs, forehead pressed to yours, you peck at his lips, "Why are you nervous, you've done this before" you giggle
"I don't want to hurt you, or put you off ever doing this again" he bites at his lip, you smile up at him "Harrison, I want to do this, with you" you press your hips up against his.
He nods catching your lips with his, slowly rolling against each other "You ready?" he whispers lips barely inches from yours.
You feel the butterflies start up again "Yeah, I am"
Aitch smiles, his knees nudging your legs apart, you're still slick from his teasing, he lines himself up, pushes slowly into you, not all the way he watches your face for a reaction, you're biting down on your lip.
"Relax baby, relax" he hums, you nod taking a deep breath as he pushes forward once again. Your body relaxes slightly under him "you okay?" he asks.
"Yeah, it's just a bit painful" you sigh "Do you want me to stop?" He looks worried moving his hips up to pull out of you, you clamp your legs round his waist.
"Don't you dare" you laugh. Aitch shakes his head in amusement "If you're sure" his lips brush across the warm skin of your neck.
"Really sure" you dig your nails into his shoulders as he nips at your skin, the dizzying stretch of his cock in your cunt burning with pleasure around the edges.
You lift your hips from the bed as he starts a gentle pace, slowly rocking down into you, the pain is slipping away being filled by the pleasure of him dragging against your walls, your moans getting louder with every thrust into you.
"Jesus Christ, taking my cock so well" he sighs.
"Feel so full of you" you whimper, breathy and desperate. Aitch looks down at you, a smile fixed on his face "yeah? You like it?"
You nod, lifting your leg to rest against his back "fuck yeah feels so good"
"Your pussy is perfect" he hums, pressing his finger to your lips, you suck it into your mouth, coating it with your saliva.
He pulls it out, dragging down your body to your clit, watching as your mouth drops open, the smallest whimper of his name tumbles out.
"Touch yourself like you do when you're alone" he instructs, you feel self conscious at first, but once your fingers replace his you're forgetting about your embarrassment.
Aitch props himself up with his palms flat against the sofa cushions, angling his hips so his cock effortlessly slides into you.
Filling you completely, you're sure he's nestled right against your cervix, your brow creases at the wave of discomfort.
"Shit, baby sorry, do you want me to stop" his hips stall, you shake your head.
"no, no please don't, it was just uncomfortable" you reassure him.
His eyes flick over your face looking for any hesitation, but when he's sure you're fine he falls back into the pace he had before, his lips sucking along your collarbone.
"So fucking beautiful" he sighs, the feeling of your walls clenching around him.
"Feel so good, going to make you cum baby, cum all over my cock" his forehead is pressed against yours.
You push your hand back between your bodies, rubbing tight circles on your clit.
You're both panting, the air thick with hot breath and sticky bodies, "Fuck Harrison" you whine the pleasure he's giving you almost too much to bear, you gasp as his finger takes over yours, his hips driving into you as he speeds up.
"Fuck baby, can feel you squeezing my cock" he groans,
You're writhing under him, back arched off the sofa, head thrown back, fingers digging into his biceps.
Aitch grabs your hands, pinning them above your head as he keeps up his rhythm watching you, watching you as you slowly come undone,
He can feel the heat rippling from his abdomen to his balls, his cock straining inside your tight walls.
"You look so fucking beautiful" he hums, you squeeze at his hand in response.
You jerk your hips up to meet his, the sensation of your cunt contracting around him sends him tumbling over the edge of his release.
His forehead buried in the crook of your neck, his hips rocking into you as he empties ropes of cum into your cunt with a deep groan.
You can feel the slow burn in your whole body, hes milking his cock against your walls, finger back on your clit, his teeth nip against your neck.
"Harrison, fuck, fuck" you're spiralling, walls pulling tight against his cock as your body gives into your second orgasm.
He lifts his head to watch as your eyes roll back, your mouth falls open whimpers of his name as you come back down, the tension leaves your body as your orgasm fades.
"Fuck, that was -" you laughed unable to form a sentence.
Aitch slowly pulls from you, moving to your side with a kiss to your temple.
"I hope that's a good thing" he wraps his arms around you, pulling you into his chest.
"So good, we can do that again right?" You laugh turning to look at him over your shoulder.
"baby there's so much we can do" he hums, his hands resting on your stomach, you slot your fingers through his.
"Like what?" You ask, feeling him press his hips forward "would love to watch you bouncing on my cock" he hums lips close to your ear,
"Have you bent over in front of me, so I can see that perfect ass" his hand moves to squeeze at your bum.
You push your self back against him, his pushes his leg through yours holding you closer "want to get my mouth around you, have you teach me how to give you head"
You feel him tense, "fuck, I would love that" he sighs "ruin that pretty little mouth of yours"
You nod "want you to ruin all of me"
You feel him groan against the back of your head, you squeeze his hand, "you okay, Harrison?" You laugh.
"Yeah just thinking about you wrecked around my cock" he chuckles "oh so that's why i can feel you perking up"
He's buried his face in your hair "yeah, but I don't want you to get to sore"
You awkwardly move in his arms "how about a bath? And then we'll see how I feel?"
His eyes light up at the suggestion, you sit up stretching out, he wraps his arms around your waist legs either side of your thighs.
"my beautiful girl" he drops a kiss to your shoulder, lips trailing up your neck.
small reminder here for my one crow country animatic that i'm super proud of! Edward crow focused :) it's a little messy but I like how it came out! huge thank you to this game for taking over my brain so quickly in so little time
When this Giselle (Lunkina) met the irresistibly good-looking Albrecht (the superb James), she immediately averted her gaze as if being at once frightened and ashamed; her insecurities told her that this handsome young man couldn’t possibly find her attractive. Throughout Act I, her courtship with Albrecht was full of intricate and charming details, all finely revealed in the dancers’ body language, gestures and glances.
