You both had decided tonight was the night you would both try this for the first time. You both were inexperienced and awkward at first.. But he coaxed you out of your shell slowly. He worshipped your body in ways you could never imagine, his touch was gentle yet firm. His pace was slow and steady the entire time. You lay there in Simon's arms, trying to catch your breath. Simon's hair was a mess, the sweat was dripping down his brow while his eyes were wide; like he couldn't believe it. The scars on his body were visible in the low light of the room, the blemished skin over his ribs the most visible. He slowly pulled you as close as possible and started massaging your back. "Just relax.." He murmured lowly, his British accent coating with words sweetly. "I'll take care of you."