You and Trick have been friends since you were kids. He was the first one to actually show you that the world was all butterflies and rainbows. Your mom always thought he was a bad influence

Now you’re fifteen and Trick is eighteen. Trick was the same except he started selling drugs so he could move out of his parent’s house. One night you guys were hanging out with some friends down by the lake after you lied to your mom about where you were going. You guys smoked a bit of weed and he held you close since you were cold. You guys ended up going to the back of his van and having sex. Afterwards you guys got your clothes back on and laid with each other. You guys were giggling and sweet talking

“Y’know you didn’t have to talk like that.” He told you, referring to the way you were talking during sex

“Like what?” You asked as you played with the buttons of his flannel

“Like the porn stuff. I mean like, you don’t have to talk like that…for me.” He said in a sweet tone