One and Only

There's Always A First Time

"No thanks, I'm not interested in seeing any vaginas." I responded while feigning to examine my red nails.

"You know what? I will show you!" he cried out before he started unbuttoning his jeans.

I turned my head swiftly away while covering my eyes with my hands. "No! Please! I don't want my eyes to be burned with the tiny size of your dick!" I exclaimed jokingly.

"Well, one, at least you admitted it's a dick and two, it is in no shape or form 'tiny'!" he bellowed in a tone that plainly said he was offended.

Still smiling and turned away, I sighed. Boys and their need to be reassured that their dicks are not minuscule.

"I'm decent now," he said in a hard tone.

I swayed my head sluggishly back to face him only to rapidly turn it away again. "Noah!" I cried, surprised that his pants had still been down, "you said you were decent!"

"Your innocence is quite a turn-on," his voice was full of adoration, like I was a little kid.

"Shut up and put your pants back on!" I demanded him in an agitated and loud voice.

"I am, I am. Calm down," he told me.

"Just hurry up!" I ordered.

"Always so bossy!" he muttered under his breath.

"I heard that!" I yelled back while staring at the mediocre painting of a landscape on the white wall of our shabby room.

"You were meant to!" he yelled back in a kiddish tone.

"Are you done yet?" I asked, rolling my eyes.

"Yes."

"Finally." I said, letting out an exaggerated sigh.

I turned back around to face him, though I wasn't sure if I was more relieved or disappointed to find his pants back on. Shaking my head and scolding my mind for having such inappropriate thoughts, I reminded myself that I was only relieved. Not disappointed.

In the swift blink of an eye, my head was laying on a cushioned pillow and I was staring into sapphire eyes that belonged to Noah. A gasp almost escaped my lips at the beauty of them. There was a mischievous glint in them that made my heart stutter. His proximity made me want to shrink away and pull him closer at the same time. I felt his warm breath fan my face as I stared in sheer amazement at him. My eyes trailed down to his pink lips on their own accord and I found myself licking my lips just remembering what they tasted like. I wanted one more taste, one more nibble. I craved desirously for him.

But yet again, I felt entranced by his eyes. There was just something about them that made me want to stare into them forever.

I found myself raising my head to meet his, and my eyes closed as our lips met blissfully. Unlike last time, this kiss was more gentle and slow, like we had all the time in the world. The last one had been rough and hurried because we both knew somewhere deep in our minds that once the spell was broken, there would be no way we'd allow ourselves to be so physical anytime soon again.

I fell gently back as my shaky hands leisurely glided into his hair. Once again, I was amazed at the wonderful feel of it. So soft.

I pulled away for the smallest of seconds to take a breath of air. But not being able to stay away from him long enough, I reconnected his lips to mine.

I wrapped my legs around his waist, wanting his body to be closer to mine.

His lips felt amazing on mine. I didn't want it to end, but I knew we were going to have to stop soon.