一緒 (together) - ethan nestor x reader

cw; this is a smut chapter. if you don't want to read it, that's okay, just read the end cuz it's important!

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then it was sexual.

in the midst of all the kissing, ethan mumbled, "can i take my shirt off..?"

you pulled your lips from his and shrugged. "mhm. a-and mine, too, please?" your cheeks grew slightly red.

"of course."

he first pulled his shirt off, putting it to the side, and then he took yours and pulled it over your head, throwing it with his. your arms wrapped around your body. you hadn't had your shirt off in front of anyone except your parents and the odd girl in the locker room in highschool.

"hey," ethan said, gently taking your arms off. "you're beautiful. don't hide."

he kissed you again. you melted into him, climbing more on top of him, your hands slowly trailing down to his pants. you fiddled with his zipper for a second before pulling it down. he mumbled something but you couldn't tell what. you pulled the pants off his legs.

he undid the button on your own pants and pulled them down, gently putting pressure in between your legs with two fingers, pressing and pressing. your eyes shut as you felt the pleasure of this rush up your body.

"ethan.." you whined, pressing your body on his fingers.

"more?" he asked. you nodded.

he took his fingers off and then put his hand down your underwear. pressing in the same place, but with nothing in between, it felt even better; you grinded against his fingers.

"needy," he whispered.

•••

the whole thing was heavenly. there were finicky condom problems - the first one he opened had an unexplained hole in the tip and the second one ripped - but it was lovely being so intimate with him.

it was a quiet ordeal. there were no broken beds, or slamming headboards, or one pinning the other down. there were whimpers, moans, and whines for more, but no one screamed.

he held you up while you got used to everything. he held your hand while you whimpered for him. he kissed down your body and unhooked your bra with style. he was sweet, gentle, and hot as hell.

it was nothing like you had ever experienced before.

it was nothing like your stupid ex boyfriend had ever show you.

it was perfect.

•••

when you woke up in the middle of the night, you were in his bed, holding his hand. your head was on his chest, both your arms wrapped around his body, his arm wrapped around your shoulder. you two were both almost completely naked, except for you with a t-shirt and him with his boxers on.

"ethan..?" you mumbled, rubbing your eyes with closed fists.

"yes, sweetheart?" he stirred awake, looking over at you with a tired grin.

"what,, happened?"

"we had sex." he said point blank.

"oh." the memories came rushing back to your head. you blushed. "i-"

"you're pretty hot," he whispered. "and i like dating hot people. and sweet people. so i think i should make it official before i fuck you again. so uh, do you wanna be my uhm... partner?"

"absolutely, dumbass."

"great. now i'm going back to sleep. i love you, new partner."

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